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It was two weeks after your escape. Police were still investigating the entire factory, but all of the girls had been removed. Alex's fortune had been confiscated and divided among the victims. Her pornography site had been taken offline, though you were certain her videos would still persist. Such was the way the internet worked. Alex's experiments were being taken care of too. There were plenty besides the Naga and the spidergirls. There were modified girls with strange organs that were designed to do unspeakable things. There were also non-malicious creatures such as harpies and cow-girls(females with horns and massive milk-producing breasts) who had been used for their milk and eggs. The girls aligning Alex's walls were rescued as well, though several of them had their souls too shattered to even notice their rescue.

The hostile experiments were put in captivity. A year later, they would have their brains forcibly altered to revert the sexual hostility Alex placed within them.

The non-hostile experiments were also put in captivity, but they would be released after a few weeks. They, along with the other monster girls eventually became integrated into society. Many years later, Alex's genetic alteration machine would be able to revert them back to normal. Most would refuse, as they had either gotten used to their bodies, or they were still terrified of the machine. Many of these monster girls would reproduce with human males, and their genetic alterations would be passed on to their children, inadvertently bringing about the birth of the first sentient species since the emergence of homo sapiens.

The girls who had been stuck in Alex's wall would undergo slow, exhaustive therapy. All of them would be eventually healed, though to varying degrees. Some would be completely normal afterwards, but others would be jumpy and jittery, and had involuntary muscle spasms. Either way, most would opt for robotic limbs rather than genetic alteration due to the fear of the machine.

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You heard a knock on the door of your new house.

"Coming!" You call, and open the door. There, standing on the doorsteps was Sakuya. There was a moving van out on the curb, and she had with her a box full of junk.

"Here you go!" She grunted, and held out the heavy box. You responded by holding up your cast on your left arm, and lifted up your shirt to reveal your rib cast.

"Oh. Right. Just tell me where to put it then..."

Sakuya had re-applied for college to finish her Doctor's degree. In the meantime, she was taking up a job at a fast food joint and had decided to start living with you, her new girlfriend. Most of her stuff came from her old apartment, when she was still a guy. Speaking of which, the two of you decided to keep your new names and identities. By the time a transformation into a male was even available, the two of you had concluded that your new lives were much happier than your old ones, despite the trauma you went through at the factory. You kept your bodies, and your names, and aside from Sakuya's degree, you left the past behind you.

Two years later, you and Sakuya got married. As you were both female, and sterile ones at that, you adopted a young child instead. A red-bodied arachne girl, a person with a spider for a lower body. You named her Rachel, and raised her as your own. She had her room, went to school, etc. You ran into a lot of problems. She was bullied for her appearance, clothing was hard to come by, she liked to spin webs around the house that would actually trap both you and Sakuya...

The biggest issue though, was the fact that by age 12, Rachel had matured into a full-grown women, and towered over the rest of the kids her age. She was even twice as big as you and Sakuya, as well as her teachers. It was a little hard for her to enter doorways, but she managed. And in the end, she grew up to be a wonderful daughter, who later became the world's first arachne pilot. Sure, basically any job she took, she'd be the world's first arachne to do it, but you and your wife were proud of her nonetheless...

[PRUDE ENDING ACHIVED]