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Sadie could not take her eyes off the mirrored wall lining one of the sides of her small, FabPharma designated patient room. Alice smirked beside her, obviously enjoying the woman's state.

"It's... it's just so big..." Sadie mumbled for the umpteenth time in befuddlement.

"Eh, not really, sweety," Alice quipped with a wide grin, "You should know what 'so big' means around here, already, mmm?"

Sadie bit her lip, glancing sheepishly at Alice for a split second before returning her gaze towards the mirror. She turned her hips towards her reflection more and bent over slightly, still processing the expanded qualities of her newly implanted buttocks.

In a way, she was relieved again that Krieger's procedures so far were basically painless already. She just went under anesthetics, and suddenly woke up with an odd pressure in her glutes this time around. The almost constant tingling of the Nereidyl seeping into her breast tissue now seemed to have spread to her behind, the sensation not at all unpleasant, if only slightly jarring.

Sadie had always been overly glad Nicholas' obsessions with tinkering with her appearance had always been limited to her face, and she was finally being able to look herself in the mirror and actually identify with the doll-like face that stared back. These latest changes ordained straight from the FabPharma board, however, were definitely straining her psyche already, she just couldn't come to terms with the curves that moved and bounced in sync with her own movements everytime she glanced at that mirror. And the ever present tingling... again, even though it wasn't unpleasant in as of itself, it just served as an ever-present reminder of what is awaiting her.

Even in her most subservient positions under Mr. Montgomery, Sadie had never felt as trapped as she did now as she obsessively stared at herself. Her body a cage wrought of flesh, almost conspiring against her as the nereidyl in her organism seemed to taunt her with her own emotions, a siren song of pleasurable just lapping endlessly at the edges of her mind, beckoning her to give in and cast her worries aside as it worked tirelessly, slowly changing her.

These thoughts continued in an almost incessant loop as Sadie stood there, barely registering a snide remark from Alice as she departed her quarters, leaving her alone once more with her thoughts... and with this body that seemed to have acquired a will of its own, in a path towards the perverse and the obscene, a question hammering in her mind over and over, becoming almost constant loop in her thoughts:

What... what is next?