Jake shows you off to his investors.

You must have passed out because you do not remember how you got out of that room. Or even how much time has passed since your transformation. There are flashes of memory; cold white rooms and shiny metal equipment. That Doctor poking and prodding you. It's all so fuzzy. Lord only knows what they have in store for you now.

But now, your head is the clearest it's been in a while. Someone is carrying you somewhere. You're not sure where, given that you have a blindfold over your eyes. Your wrists are also bound together and you feel like your being carried over someone's shoulder. The steady bounce of footsteps feels even stranger with your new sources of gravity hanging from your chest. You don't like being carried like this. It makes you feel... disposable. Like you're something to be tossed around. But you're starting to think you might be.

You hear a door open and close. Suddenly the footsteps stop. You've reached your destination. You can hear a voice, that of an older man. "Alright, Jakob. You say you've got something to show us?"
What? Jake's here? What's happening?
Speaking of Jake, you can hear his voice. It's close. "Alright, everyone, I'm assuming you've been reading the reports on the Live-In Lover program?"
There is a chatter of voices. There are a lot of people here.
"Well, today I'm proud to show off the fruits of our labour. Al, Is she awake?"
A deep rumbling voice replies, "I think so, Sir."
Jake's replies, "Perfect! Put her down over here."
Suddenly, two massive hands grab you at the waist and set you down on the ground. You stumble a bit, your new legs feel uneasy. Those hands hold you by the shoulders for a second until you find your balance. You're spun around to face another direction. Then your blindfold is pulled off, the light stinging your eyes.

Looking around, you see you're in a conference room. The kind you find in a office building. Sitting around a long conference table are a group of men and women in sharp suits and ties. You can't pick out any faces but you just know that these people are rich. You can just smell it on some people. They're all looking at you like you're a piece of meat.
You glance behind you, spotting Jake at the keyboard of a laptop. Finishing something, Jake addresses the room. "Folks, this is Subject #427." He says, gesturing to you. "We pulled a man off the streets and injected him with our GCS compound, thus creating the pretty little thing you see before you."
The group admires you as Jake continues. "Now, we've pumped every last bit of nanotech that we have at our disposal into this compound. You can see that she's damn near perfect. Height, weight, breast size, everything in her body has been scientifically engineered to create the perfect sexual servant."

Your eyes go wide at that last statement. Is that what all of this has been for? Are you some kind of sex **** now?
You can't help but finally speak up. "How could you do this to me, you-" Jake cuts you off, saying "Stop talking." Like before, the words get stuck in your throat, Jake's command silencing you.
An older man at the end of the table speaks up, saying "She seems to be a bit of a smart mouth, Meadows. That's not the kind of thing I want in my bitches, I can tell you."
"That's the best part actually." Jake replies, "There's actually a lot of mental conditioning tech in the compound. A Live-In cannot disobey a direct command, as you saw. I told her to shut up and she did. However, the mind is one of the variables that we can adjust during the transformation process. If you end up buying one for yourself, you can get any kind of bitch you like. Hell, we can scoop the whole damn personality right out if you want. I like 'em with a bit more fire though."
Laughs ring out around the table. "We can pretty much adjust everything. It's a fantastic bit of bio-engineering. Doctor Reynolds is very proud."

A man sitting at the head of the table leans back in his chair. "I have to say Jakob, this is all very impressive. I think we have a winner on our hands here. We'll have to talk it out, but I think you should see a lot of good returns on this one. I only have one question."
"What's that sir?"
"What are you going to do with this one?"