This is your reply, as you bar the door behind you. At first she looks skeptical, but then you show her your recently acquired bullet holes, then her eyes tear up and she runs forward, pulling off her mask to reveal a beautiful face, framed in straight, blond hair; her eyes are disproportionately large, as are her ass and breasts. you can tell that she’s been heavily modified to be nothing more than a cocksleeve. Your heart just melts as she wraps you in a big hug. “I thought I was gonna die here.” She says, and you lift her up off her feet. An easy task for you, as you now realize she only weighs about thirty pounds. “I could never repay you, but I’ve been looking for a way of escape since I came to. I know that the vent is big enough, but you might be able to tank those bullets while I run. My chassis is made of a more porous material, so if you push...” she takes your hand, and pushes it into her skin, it’s met with some resistance, and then your finger slips right through her skin with a nauseating squelch. “It actually feels really good,” she explains, “but I doubt it can stop bullets like yours can.” She giggles, and hugs you again. “So... which is it?”
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