She uses one more to get past the "STAFF ONLY" door.

"These things are evil, no doubt about that. But staff area usually has a service exit, right?"

{If Insanity > 19}"I thought our primary objective was to give our craving pussy some justice. This one seems to be a bit closer, at least."

"I don't see an immediate way out of my steel prison. And this door gives me more hope than anything I saw before."{endif}

Jen held an Upgrader in her hand and examined its design more closely. The knuckle handle was unnecessarily bulky and had a whole screen for showing its green light instead of a tiny lightbulb, which she thought would be more sensible.

"Maybe they are something experimental. In a lab-looking shop in a mall that looks like a cruel social experiment. I wonder what kind of deranged asshole could have possibly come up with an idea of this?"

She sighed heavily. It was the same physical action. But she upgraded her shoes for the first time in hopes of getting rid of them, and now she knew exactly what was going to happen. They were going to get worse, harder to remove and even harder to walk.

Then Jen looked at the door again.

"Who doesn't play, doesn't win." — she said, clutching the handle harder and sticking it to the top of one of her boots. The screen went green, the concrete-looking substance started pumping, and the girl grunted, struggling to accept her own choice.

{If Insanity > 19}"Choices are hard, aren't they? You can just listen to me and never have to choose again."

"Slavery's the easy way, just do what you're told, yeah? No thanks. I'd rather suffer a bit more and escape as a free woman."{endif}

Her boots started their expansion once again. The glossy whiteness started flowing upwards more quickly than previously: the Upgrader's placement made a difference there. As heels and platform were only getting slightly taller and narrower, Jen decided that it was a good thing.

Meanwhile, the patent leather flowed over the knees, stopping there. A thicker collar formed itself on the top edge to prevent the girl from ever trying to see her knees again, and a pair of keyholes appeared on its surface.

"Hmm... If I used one more like... here, they would end just below the swimsuit. This would look good... Am I daydreaming? There's no time for that!"

The screen on the "STAFF ONLY" door was now green, and the girl stood up to approach it, almost falling forward due to the floor contact being lesser than before.

Going up two tiny steps, the girl approached the door and turned the knob. It worked, and she stepped inside. Instead of pipes and electric panels, there was a simple, narrow, dimly-lighted corridor. With nothing better to do, she started marching through it. She quickly found a pocket on the right side that had a bed and two small tubes, labeled "WATER" and "FOOD".

She was a bit tired, but most of all thirsty, so she decided to have a drink and then just go forward, not even giving her hurting feet any rest.

The girl went deeper and deeper until she was on a crossing. To the left, the same corridor continued, however, the lights were a little brighter there. Straight, there was a metal bridge with a large mesh gird as both its floor and handrails. It was going to be hard to get through in Jen's boots if she decided to go there.

To the right, there was a door. It said "MALFUNCTIONING PRODUCTS" and had "5/3" on its screen.

"Decisions, decisions..."

As Jen started to think what would be the better direction, she heard steps. A lot of steps behind the corner of the corridor to the left.