Yes, I wanted to know what he’s up to.

It took a sizable effort to turn my neck, as if my brain had been unplugged from the rest of my body for days and only just reconnected. Even with all the fears that’s been haunting me since waking; nothing could’ve prepared me for the sight that greeted me.

I found myself looking at a stunningly beautiful Asian woman who was staring right back at me. Those dark brown eyes really completed the picture of a perfect Japanese woman, just brown enough that you could still tell the difference between the black pupil and her brown iris. Her loveliness wasn’t mired in the least by the shocked expression on the oval-shaped face, framed by smooth long black hair which dreamily cascaded down her shoulders. I found my gaze inadvertently drawn towards the voluptuously shaped body that, if I have to be completely honest, made me feel a pang of envy. The only thing I found disturbing was the doll-like appearance, just on the verge of seeming to be a human that looked too much like a robot or a robot that looked too much like a human.

It took me a full minute to register she was wearing my deep red silk satin bodice, lined with black polyester, and fastens with lacing down the centre back making it one of my most revealing dresses. It wasn’t until I made that connection that I noticed the frame of the full length mirror around the woman I was staring at. That was me?! It couldn’t be, I don’t look anything like that – I’m not even Asian!

His voice seemed to rise from the distance, as if he’d been talking for a while without me registering it till now.

“- and that’s why I decided to go for the polyurethane mixture with the formulae for moulding your skin. Very cool, I know right? Between that and the extract of alkyl nitrite and HerSolution your sensitivity should be unmodified by my enhancements. It might even be increased despite the second layer of skin.”

I blinked rapidly as I processed the information – only vaguely aware of the woman in my peripheral vision was mimicking my exact movements. Fuck, it really was me? This project of his explains why the professors have been milling around and interrogating students at random, he must have stolen the material from the University… and the other chemicals like nitrite and HerSolution weren’t hard to come by, but why did he need aphrodisiacs? I didn’t like where this was going.