[Test Render + Hyper Lips + Story] Lippy (Patreon)

"Honey! Smile! You're on camera."

"Bot do you meab smbile? I amb smbilimb!"

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Libby was always trying beauty hacks she found on tiktook or the web. But not every asian manufacturer practices proper safety testing. Specially with the fall of the east since the last great machine wars.

Old factories and reclaimed auto-manufactured chemical reserves were acquired by the rebounding human (re)settlements since the war. Even when the leftover reserves of the bots of yesteryear were of the best quality some reserves sitting in unused containers and tankers had either degraded or purposefully altered.

Decades ago during the war, to combat the rise of the hostile AIs spawning in the east, the remnants of the world's defenses would regularly wage digital warfare with the machines. The easiest of which was crippling the auto-factories by altering the chemical production processes. Decrease HGH or increase HGH or some of the other mutagens in the chemicals they produced to serve as building blocks for their synth (techno-organic bio-mass robot) research and so on.

One of the manufacturers having recently bought a few hundred liters of synth skin salve repurposed it into beauty and medical balms. It worked wonders for healing human skin but, one of the drums had a spiked version of it, which slipped through the lax quality control and safety testing.

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Libby's lips grew ten inches wide. Wider than her face. Her nerve cell and sensitivity of her lips grew hundreds of times over. Touching her lips was equivalent to fondling her bits, maybe more intense.

Even when it did not negatively impact her health. There was heft to those lips. And Libby's speech was muffled because of them.

Her lover on the other hand was more into her than ever before. Maybe some bio-chemical agent or secretion was slowly effecting her lover's brain? She would obsessively kiss her and ask her to kiss her back all over her body. Her lover would regularly buy several multicolored lipstick and leave her kiss marks on Libby's lips as she could no longer afford to paint her lips with the paltry sticks they sold in the beauty store.