Stealing their best bits - Part 3 (Patreon)

The nightclub was loud and full of people. Liz had come on her own like she normally did. Her lips curled into a seductive smile while she sought out her next man to mess with. Deep down, Liz knew that she'd made a massive sacrifice. She had every chance to stop using the body part swapping gun. Now that she didn't know how to recharge the gun, she could no longer add to her perfect body. After losing her smarts, she realized that a lot of her unhappiness stemmed from her ability to be logical.

Sure, her vocabulary wasn't the best now, and people didn't respect her that much now that she'd dropped out of college and started an OnlyFans account. But she still remembered everything before she began to bimbofy herself. It took longer than it used to in order to remember things from the past, but when she remembered her crappy life, she didn't miss it.

Cheryl and so many other girls now had parts of her body that she hated. She hated her old nose, her acne, and her dark brown hair. They were stuck with her ugly bits, and she had the parts that made her gorgeous. Men loved to touch her, and she loved to seduce them. She enjoyed being invited to every party in town, and whenever she shared herself with any of her OnlyFans subscribers, she loved the extra tips she gave her.

Being beautiful and young was already making her more money than she would have made as an engineer. There was the chance of getting old and ugly eventually, but that wasn't an issue for at least another twenty years. By then, she figured she'd have enough money to coast through the rest of her life. She could already afford a nice apartment, and her love for makeup and expensive clothes wasn't hurting her wallet too badly.

She felt bored and unfulfilled when she was the old Liz. Now, despite barely remembering all the people she'd stolen from, she felt happy and eager to move on with her life. Liz had felt trapped in her old body, and now, she felt free. People would always be jealous of her perfect appearance, and that was something she thrived on.

Her old friends were distant memories too. Helen couldn't hold back her frustration with her, and so Liz cut her off. She decided that she didn't need that level of toxicity in her life. Liz felt happy, and Helen had been overly jealous of her situation. Her ex-best friend reached her breaking point, and she took drastic measures to try ruining her reputation.

Helen accused Liz of using a prototype technology to swap body parts with other people, and while she made a solid case, nobody ever believed her. The evidence of the gun was long gone after Liz accidentally broke it apart in an attempt to fix it.

It wasn't like people could do anything about it. Liz simply pretended that she received extensive plastic surgery. She was a bimbo airhead, living day to day in a blissful fantasyland of makeup, sex, clubbing, and shopping. To most people, she didn't have the capacity to even think about making something so advanced and sophisticated. And as she stopped by a group of three handsome European men, her seductive smile widened. She had a body that could take anything on now, and she fully planned on having her very first foursome.

People could be as jealous as they wanted - none of that mattered to the brand-new Liz.