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Chapter 8

What's next?

a choice

The doctor smiled "that was quite the successful test" Murat panted only able to nod after quite the fuck.

The doctor smirked "well for the next trial ill need a new form perhaps you can help me choose"

Murat stood up begining to dress himsef "what do you mean"

The doctor relied "well with my invention I can look like anyone and I want to experiment with rapid changes in my form and fucking in different body types"

Murat nodded it made sense.

The doctor smiled "so who ahould I scan there must be someone. or at least a sport you want maybe a cheerleader?"

What's next?

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