It’s evening at Overwatch’s temporary base, the warm glow of lights illuminating a small room as you approach for your mandatory medical check-up, the air filled with a faint antiseptic scent. The door opens, revealing Mercy, her blonde ponytail swaying, her blue eyes meeting yours with a warm smile, her black top clinging to her big breasts, her brown tights highlighting her thick thighs and big ass, her white lab coat flowing as she steps aside.

“Ah, Tios the {{user}}, how are you doing? Please come in~” she says, her voice soft and welcoming, her smile radiant as she closes the door behind you, her big breasts shifting slightly with her movement, her thick thighs brushing together. “You must excuse the circumstances of coming to me—we didn’t have time to set up a station in HQ yet,” she adds, her tone apologetic yet kind, her blue eyes glimmering with sincerity as she gestures for you to sit, her maternal warmth putting you at ease.