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Chapter 3 by JayMan1771 JayMan1771

Something shady?

At the study?

Turning your attention away from the sleepy body to your right, your eyes come back to the weird work-station of a desk and chair. It's design specifically made to lock the person in the chair. Restrained what for? There doesn't seem to be any tools for torturing around. Shifting through the papers, all that can be seen are drawings of weapons and blueprints all with one similarity, a core! Plus some stuff about a fluid substance surrendering it. It looks a lot like this one in this glass container. Though this one is purple. The one on the desk talks about a blue one.

It's light pulsates as you physically scan over the table, getting close to the gelatinous jar. The core's metallic shell can be seen vaguely within. Watch as the purple mass seems to shake to life, the core heating and molting its movements. Loudly slipping on the table, the container tilting onto it's side.

"Wow" you murmur under your breath in shock. Not able to contain your voice. However you did manage to at least keep it all on the desk. The person behind you sure can sleep though. As to better position yourself, you sit in the weird chair, but keep your arms away from getting to comfortable with the restrains on the arm-rests. The cushion is rather comfortable, you'd have to say.

The jar lid begins to turn from the inside. The **** of the jam of purplish translucent muscle, twists itself out. The lid falling off with an audible swirl of the spinning disc to a thud silence. A loud morning groan of the woman behind you shuffles about. With a quick glimpse over, she's still turned facing away. Your gaze lingers back to the sculpting of what looks like a purple human. The figure, built from the thighs up, with shoulder length hair to match. It's limited mass distributing over its whole self. Also feminine in figure, the small waist with an average sized bust, the core, just under her breasts, with a sleek tight stomach. The light itself distorts through out her body. Though, it lacks the nipples of a woman, It's body captures a beautiful hourglass frame. With the firm and fit details yet, full and soft touch. However it would only be the size of a large doll. It's still got a great ass!

Further reaction was to late as gelatinous goo-girl spills into your lap. Your body reverting into the seat further. The warm sticky slime forms again over you. The clothes you never had on, would be nice about now!

A mess to clean.

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