Getting in touch with a popular high-end escort duo to see if mods do the job

You could tell from the glint in her deep green eyes and the everchanging facial expressions varying from delight, excitement and moments of deep concentration thought, that Amanda was scheming about all the doors your cock could now open for the both of you. Your decision to reject the choice of Amanda's servitude as outlined in the bet you just about won, in favour of giving her the free will to suggest and influence what you both do now you were giving being together a try, might give rise to a lot of women having an unexpected rise of their own. Amanda racked up her impressive score even without quite the loaded dice you were in possession of, but now you've practically given her the keys to the breeding castle.

You know you should object to it, put a stop to whatever plans and schemes were already starting to take shape and solidify in Amanda's wicked mind. You know you should reign it in before your redheaded lover gets too carried away, at the very least putting some ground rules in place and discussing the lines you shouldn't cross in Amanda's passionate pursuit to spreading her progeny as far and wide as possible. Yet as you look into your lover's eyes and see her verdant pools sparkle with wonder, in the same way, pilots do the first time they take off and soar into the splendour of open space. You find yourself unable to do anything but go along with whatever Amanda has planned, at least for now, if she suggests anything too crazy then you'll raise an objection. Besides you'd be lying to yourself if you hadn't been assembling some devious schemes of your own, giving Amanda a taste of the sweet forbidden joys that May helped you discover.

"Ok, this could work, this could work very well," Amanda eventually says out loud after her mind finishes racing with possibilities. "But first we're going to need a fair test," Amanda adds with a big grin. "And I know just the twins to call," She concludes with a big grin.

The twins were the nickname for two high-class escorts that have worked this station for as long as you can remember travelling here. They aren't related in any way to each other but rather chose to work as a pair, charging a premium for it as well, you were getting the two best escorts on the station after all.

There were many rumours about how this partnership came about. Some say they arrived together destitute, having escaped some awful fate elsewhere in the galaxy, turning to the oldest profession to make a living and finding themselves both exceptionally good at it. Soon the pair found themselves in demand being able to have their pick of the clients with the only real competition being each other. When a fateful day a rich tourist hired both of them, offering a premium to the pair of them since they couldn't decide which one they wanted the pleasure of that night. This was the makings of a long-lasting and very lucrative friendship.

Your personal guess on how the twins came to work as a duo is a little lacking the same mystique and romance of the various station rumours, floating about the station. Two women working the same job and having the same shift pattern, choosing to live together to cut down on living costs and other station fees. The rent and business fees for one larger and more luxurious apartment space are still a lot cheaper when the costs are shared rather than two individual rooms marked out as working space due to some quirk of the zoning administration the station used. Then all it would take is a few customers visiting getting eyes bigger than their credit balance when they see the other twin and they suddenly found themselves earning a lot more for less work. Couple that with a lack of the usual vices and they had the money to get all the implants and fine trappings to reach the level where they could pick and choose the clientele seeking their company.

"You sure you'll be able to get an appointment with them?" You ask with a smile.

"Yeah, they still owe me a few favours and they," Amanda replies with a grin as she finishes sending her message. "Besides they're the only people I can think of that'll have the latest contraceptive mods on this station," She adds with a grin.

"And you want to see if my mods are as good as the claims," You reply with a giggle.

You had your doubts, but sure enough the next day you lying back in your bed with Amanda, the pair of you stroking yourselves while watching the twins dance for you. Slowly dancing to some music strip off their form-fitting silk dresses, slowly revealing their gene enhance bodies. The shorter of the two reveals her pale curvy form and swishes her deep inky black hair around her as she dances. The taller of the two slipped out of her dress to reveal her darker skin and her slightly more athletically toned physique that compliments her slightly shorter frame.

Normally you're not a fan of the cosmetic mods given the popular trend is to enlarge everything. The biggest boobs, the biggest ass and thighs; everything perfectly symmetrical and not a blemish to be seen. It felt too perfect, unnaturally so, whereas you've always found yourself enjoying the imperfections that make people stand out and look different. However, the twin's mods seem fairly tastefully done, almost as if done by an artist rather than a doctor. Subtle mods to enhance their natural beauty rather than overwrite it with a template of what is considered beautiful.

"So what can we offer our two lovely captains?" The twins ask in unison.

"That depends," Amanda asks in a sultry tone with a mischievous smile on her face. "You still offering the full breeder experience?" She asks with a hopeful tone.

"Sorry Amanda, not on the menu anymore," The shorter twin, Melody says in a soft apologetic tone, that still somehow sounds arousing. Although standing naked toying with a strand of her shoulder-length inky black hair probably helps push the erotica agenda.

"Awwww, not even for a dear old friend?" Amanda asks in a teasing tone.

"Sorry sugar, too many close calls, a lot of clients trying to stack the deck in their favour with illicit mods," Melody replies in an apologetic tone. "Too many besotted nobles trying to rescue us from this line of work by planting their seed to take us away to their gilded cage," She says with a smile, although her orange eyes narrow slightly on Amanda.

"Let's not be so hasty now," The second twin, Rosa, speaks up softly, placing one hand on Melody's shoulder while the other shifts her crimson curly hair out of her orange eyes, the colour an exact mod of her so-called twin, about the only feature they have in common. "I'm sure our two captains here have no intentions of tying either of us down, should they somehow beat the odds," She coos softly.

"We value our freedom to come and go as much as anyone," You confirm with a wry smile.

"I suppose," Melody replies hesitantly.

"Besides, isn't our current mod covered by that guarantee," Rosa says in a seductive tone.

"Yes, we would be more than fairly compensated," Melody Agrees.

"5-star cruise for the duration of any unforeseen pregnancies, on top of a huge payout If I remember correctly," Rosa says with an impish grin

"It would be nice, we could retire on it alone," Melody muses.

"Why would we want to retire, we both know we love this job," Rosa says with a giggle. "But a year-long holiday from it, being pampered and cared for," Rosa continues.

"Plus if it did take, we'd finally be able to get Amelia to approve us that luxury residency we've wanted," Melody agrees.

"Starting to sound an awful lot like we'll not just get your experience, but you'll want us to play to win," Amanda says with a grin.

"Well, Melody?" Rosa asks with a smile. "We do owe Amanda after all, and they're paying the top rate," Rosa adds with a smile