ComTwin: CT70a

CT70a hated her name.

If only she'd been a week earlier, she'd been named CT69a. That would've been so much better than her current stupid name.

Her daddy had always made sure she got everything she deserved. Most fathers would just try to earn as much money possible selling his daughter, but CT70a had been extremely lucky. Her father had never given her any mods that would disqualify her from the ConTwin selection.

Having a high value was, besides giving birth, the dream of any normal woman in this world. But CT70a wasn't normal, not at all. Ever since she'd heard about the option of becoming a whore, her young mind had been absolutely been obsessed by it. You didn't have to listen to your master, you were sure to have sex at least once every day and as a ConTwin, she would finally get the sister she always wanted.

Her father had given her a few mods, but nothing too drastic of course. Just the basics, so she would still fit the guidelines of her dream hotel.

These are the mods her father had given her.

• An IQ reduction of 20%.
• increased sensitivity in the clit and nipples.
• Permanent vaginal and anal lubrication.
• Breast expansion to a modest size E.
• Permanent red lips, filled to the point nobody would think they were natural.
• A small tongue piercing.
• A reduction of muscle power in her jaw, so that it was almost impossible to keep her mouth from falling open in a way she thought to be very sexy
• Permanent eyeliner and longer eyelashes
• Feet mods that made it impossible to walk without heels

It wasn't much, but that would change soon when her molding proces began. The CT couldn't wait to find out the other CT170 who would become her ComTwin soulmate. As the a, she was confident to be able to dominate the b girl she would soon share a body with. It was all so exiting.

So, of course she was happy that she'd gotten in, but CT70a? Come on! Now she was stuck with that boring name for the rest of her life.