You slowly open the door and peer out down the hallway. Everything is dark save for a couple lights on. “Yes,” Victoria confirms from her perch on your right hand, “there’s probably some technicians around, but it’s just us in this area!” You pick up the gun on your other hand and leave the room, walking naked down the hall towards the bathroom. You step inside and flick a light switch on the wall. It’s a simple bathroom, with a couple of toilets, a sink in the corner, and a shower in the other corner.
You decide to give your little friend a wash up first, and set her in the sink. “Oh,” she says in surprise, “thanks!” You set the gun down on the counter and turn on the hot and cold. “Well, at least at less than a foot tall you’re easy to clean. Besides, I’ve done so much to you I need to make it up.” She smiles and laughs outrageously. “Trust me, you more than made up for it, plus I ran a successful though unplanned test.” She begins to wash her sexy little scaly self under the trap, grinning. You watch her clean herself in fascination, admiring the movement of her sinewy muscles and the way her huge breasts bob and shift as she moves. She turns and winks at you teasingly, raising her tail to rinse her naughty bits.
When she’s all done, you turn off the taps and help her climb out of the sink. You grab a facecloth from a rack on the wall and pass it to her so she can dry herself off. “Okay,” she says. “I’ll wait here. Go ahead and go have a nice shower.” You can’t help but wonder what you’ll do next. “Er, then what, Dr. Hurley?” She smiles again. “Please, we’re past formality. Call me Vickie, and after you’re all washed up we’ll proceed with the experiments I had originally planned. After all, you saw objectively how much fun they can be.” You nod and bolt for the shower, rushing to clean up as quickly as you can.