To work

John steps out of the autocab into the cool morning air, the neon lights of the city casting a rainbow hue upon her. The Natural Tap was a renovated building wrapped in dark glass with clean chrome accents atop a base of heather patterned stone tiles, giving the viewer a sense of modern and urban while still feeling organically grounded. She walks down the alley to the back of the building, the sound of her boots echoing off the wet pavement. At the back door, she scans the RFID scanner with her wrist chip, and the metal barrier slides aside to admit her into the staff-only area.

John walks down the hallway, her rolling storage case in tow, the sound of her boots echoing through the empty corridor of The Natural Tap. She couldn't help but feel a thrill of excitement as she approached the Prep Room, where she and her colleagues will transform themselves into walking, talking, erotic beverage dispensers. Entering the prep room, she's greeted by the familiar sight of Beverage Babes and Bros in various stages of undress, each attending to their unique set of modular enhancements.

John makes her way to her locker in the prep room. She places her storage case in the locker and hooks it up to the connections inside, the locker's automated system beginning its pre-shift diagnostics and cleaning routine on her BBBs inside her portable storage case.

She begins undressing by removing her combat boots and socks, placing them neatly in her locker. The zip of her hoodie sounded throughout the bustling prep room as she peeled it off her body, revealing the tight black tank top and leggings that clung to her curves. John didn't bother with modesty here, and she slips off the tank top and leggings and places them in the locker. Several of her co-workers' eyes dart to her in the mirrors that lined the walls, a few of the Beverage Bros and Babes smirking as they catch a glimpse of her nakedness. It was common to see each other in various states of undress here, the sexual nature of their work making modesty a stranger to them here. They are all adults, and they all have an understanding that it's ok to look at what's visible.

Her gaze met her own in the nearby mirror before she glanced down to her own body, her hands tracing over the curve of her shoulders, the dip of her collarbone, and the swell of her Original-C bio-boobs, topped with her hardening nipples. John felt a surge of arousal, her fingertips brushing over her abdomen and down to her thighs, briefly feeling the warmth between them. She had always liked the way her body looked, the cybernetic enhancements only adding to her allure. The bio-boobs felt so natural that she often forgot that they are not her natural breasts.

After a moment's reflection, John reaches into her case and pulls out her sleek, midriff-baring leather top. She slips it on over her head, her arms through the sleeves, pulling her hair out of the neck, and makes sure her boobs fit neatly through the oval hole. She attaches the matching pair of leather breast covers, securing her goods.

Her gaze lingers on her reflection as she turned this way and that, admiring the way the light plays over the subtle curves of her body. The top hugs her well, accentuating her tummy and chest. She reaches for the bikini bottoms next, stepping in and sliding them over her thighs, pulling the top of it up in place over her hips. Her thigh-high boots are next. Sitting on the bench, she slips her legs in, zipping them up with a smooth motion, feeling the familiar embrace of the material around her calves.

With her outfit fully assembled, she stands up, puts her street clothes away, and closes her locker. Looking in the mirror again, she can't help but admire the way the way her outfit looks on her. "Damn, I look good," John murmured to herself, her eyes sparkling with self-admiration. Her O-C bio-boobs fill out the top perfectly, the soft swell of her breasts bound to catch the attention of anyone alive.

Turning to the lounge area of the prep room, John joins the other uniformed Beverage Babes and Bros, greeting them and lounging on the plush couch next to her work friend Miranda, waiting for a customer to order their services.