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Chapter 12 by Dlork Dlork

What's next?

Yin or Yang?

"Huh, She's actually pretty cute!" You say, that would save some time later, still, there is something appealing about remaking a 1/10 into an 11. Lizzie stopped trying to be subtle about the glances while Sam was going through her fifties and is now staring with...

Awe? Fear? Jealously?

You're not quite sure but a primal part of you definitely enjoys it. Enjoys the power...

"I feel like that previous choice wasn't challenging enough for you..." You begin and Lizzie looks at you in dismay, and you add

"Hey, Would you rather take the changes yourself?" You ask, grinning and she looks away. Her silence giving you your answer and you chuckle, stroking your chin, as you imagine the options you could give her.

"So...I'm thinking...Would you rather she be pure as driven snow on the outside but be a conniving perverted slut on the inside or outwardly be a tatted up, punk bitch with a heart of gold?"

Lizzie's eyes widen at the moral dilemma you've presented her. Either she can make the vibrant young woman strolling up the pavement into someone whose most always going to be judged harshly on first glance or save her from that but at the cost of her morals and any kind of ethical bearing.

She bites her lip furiously and for a moment you think she might actually lunge at you, such is the rage in her eyes and you resist the urge to take a step back. Then she squeezes her eyes shut and the anger drains from her body.

She makes her choice.

Which is?

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