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With a click of her finger, Raven stands to attention, the demure feminity replaced by a cold, calculating stare that seems to take in everything and nothing, all at the same time.

“After all, why have one bio-doll when you can afford two?”  She says, pointing at you, “Please make your former friend ready for transport up-tower.”

Raven’s eyes lock on you, her saunter towards you predatory as she licks her lips in anticipation for what is to come, “As you command, Mistress.”

“No!”  You protest, “You don’t have to do this, Joe!”

“No,” Raven agrees with a half-smile, eyes hooded with smokey lids as she closes the distance, “I don’t have to. I simply want to.  Fuck, you have no idea how much it’s making me wet, imagining you as my carbon copy.”

Her hand reaches out as you see Raven, just behind her, grinning in triumph at your predicament.  You either run and admit defeat, or you fight and try to wrestle back ownership of your former friend, but you know for sure that the Sump clinics barely have the resources to cater to broken bones, let alone full body sculpting.

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