A Bimbo Mobslave, 50 years in the Future, Newer York

You awake to a pair of hands roughly groping your new massive breasts. You can't help but moan as you struggle to remember who you are and how you got here, only to come up empty.

"You really should wait till she's more awake," some guy in loose fitting clothes says to the man groping you.

"I'll do with my sluts as I please," the groper says. He's not all to bad looking with wide shoulders contained in a well tailored suit. "She made problems for pops, now she's going to make up for it with me."

The other guy simply shakes and bows his head and steps away as the groper pulls you to your feet. Not providing you with any clothing, he brings you out of the office and into the world.