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Chapter 14 by SweetDepravity SweetDepravity

Do you stay or do you go?

You'd sooner wait it out at home

"Thanks allot, Doctor, but I think I'd better get going." After all, this whole house is like some sort of mad laboratory.

The Doctor nods with understanding, "Yes, of course. I'll have Miss Helena lead you out and provided your payment. Have a nice day!" And with that, the old coot resumed his work, babbling excitedly under his breath as he started jotting down notes.

As if on queue, Helena enters, holding your clothes out insistently. But these clothes fit your old body, not this Milfy figure. The first difference is how your greedy cheeks seem to swallow that tiny thong, threatening to make it disappear entirely. At least the bottoms fit, though it's still easy to see your curvaceous rump through the fabric. Fitting into the bra is impossible, you try valiantly, but those mammoth mounds refuse to be bound. Even the tank top is quite snug, and even a blind man could see the outline of your nipples peeking through the fabric.

But despite your discontent, the Doctor's assistant retains her sunny demeanor. "Keep up!" You're led through the same halls as before, though much too fast to get a look around. It appears that Helena doesn't appreciate prying eyes as much as her employer. When you finally reach the door, Helena fishes out a stack of bills from the pocket of her lab-coat before thrusting them into your hand. "I vill come get you vhen Doctor is finished."

Before you can even tell her where you live, the door is slammed heavily, followed by the clicking of several locks. "Icy amazon bitch," you mumble under your breath, counting out your earnings. Five-hundred dollars, it's all there! You give giddy squeal, surprised by the difference in your voice. "I sound all sexy!"

Luckily, your house is just a couple of blocks away, so you should be there before long. But as you make your way down the street, you notice more than one set of eyes drinking you in, and a wicked idea comes to mind. You got into this situation by pimping yourself out, perhaps there's even more money to be maid now? Then again, you do have plenty of cash, it may just be time to splurge. Lastly, you could actually return home as intended.

Where to now?

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