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8PHE0033 word count 6654 ******** Day 33, Halloween Kinny heard Joi ride back on her bike at a little after four a.m. He slipped out of bed, washed up, and dressed in Army PT clothes and his Trapper boots. The boots still smelled of rat urine but Kinny didn't know how to fix that. He made it to the door just before Joi opened it. Kinny beat her to the gym. He surpassed her on every machine and every exercise. Core. "You're heart's not in it today," Kinny said, just before they ran home. "Crampy. You'll understand. Some day." "Did you get any sleep?" "A little. Nightmares. I kept hearing ghosts in the safe room." "It's empty. I checked it last night." Kinny yawned. "Is that why you went to work?" "That and to earn a paycheck." "I hope you stayed out of the back room." "I wasn't the one who got her SWID punched last night." "What happens if I ignore it?" "They'll arrest the other woman. Unless your name is on a document someplace." Kinny thought about his signature at Department of Health. "I think I should attend the classes." Joi nodded. "They make it easy." She got ready to run. "Ready?" She started off at a sprint. "Hey!" Kinny ran to catch up with her. He passed her on almost every block. ******** Kinny found the piece of rebar leaning against Joi's door. It was bent in a few places, but clean. No blood or fur still attached. There was a leather pouch draped from the end of it. Inside the pouch were teeth and a note. The note was in a girly script. It smelled of blood and perfume. "Princess. You killed four war rats, including the alpha. You injured others. These are your trophies. Wear this pouch with honor if you ever attend a sing. Rafe." Kinny showed it to Joi. "Those are big teeth." "They were big rats. Does this mean I get to keep my man card?" "You can tuck it in your bra." Kinny startled when a figure rose up in the darkness. It was his mom. "Mind if I take a shower here? Can I borrow an outfit?" Joi glanced over to Linda's yard. She nodded to Roy's truck. "Trouble?" "Nothing a blowie won't fix. But I can't go in there smelling of ... sex." Joi laughed. "In." She ushered Linda into the house. Kinny walked in. He put the rebar by the door. He started to disrobe. Joi stopped him. She arched an eyebrow. "House says it's the rules now." "New rule. Wear clothes in this house unless you want to take them off." Kinny felt a weight lift from his shoulders. A presence. He pulled his shirt back on. "Thanks." "De nada." ******** "Bo, you want to take your mom to the gym? You have more energy than me today." "Sure. C'mon, Star. Today is Core." ******** When they returned, Linda stopped Kinny at the back end of Roy's truck. "Rock-paper-scissors?" "I had my turn last night." He handed his mom five more test strips. "Knock 'em in, Star. Oh. Roy knows I'm Kinny." "Did you tell him?" "Brennan. I had to rescue Joi. He helped." Kinny nodded upstairs. "It kind of came out." "Joi's okay?" "No. She's hooking now. Brennan was a customer. Restraining order doesn't apply if you're a mindwipe and can't remember. But I wouldn't bet on him not remembering." "There's a reason they drop them in unfamiliar society." "I'm going to the DA on Monday." "Good luck. I never found them helpful." Linda glanced upstairs. The light switched on in her room. "Be interesting to see. Does Roy still want me to dress like Princess? It was a fun kink but it's getting old." Kinny smiled. "You're in my clothes at the moment." ******** Kinny's key didn't work at Joi's door. He looked in the window. The house was dark. Kinny considered the doorbell. "No. She's asleep." Kinny found the paint and the dripless roller in the corner of the carport. He carried these to his mom's house. He'd intended to go upstairs and hide in his room. But there were two middle-aged teenagers fucking on his bed. Kinny went to the basement. He started laying stripes of paint. A few minutes later, he heard his mom and Roy thunder down the steps, giggling like children. He watched them get into Roy's truck and drive away. Dressed for the office. Kinny painted all the rooms in his mom's house. He hated himself for it. But he did it. At eight o'clock, Two Debs called and asked Kinny to pull a shift at Magpie Alley. "I know it's your day off," she said, "but we don't have anyone to cover." "I can work." Kinny ordered a new Debbie uniform. He also ordered heated stay-ups and a knit cap. They arrived by drone. Kinny dressed. He went to work. ******** "Hi, Colin. What can I get for you?" "You're not wearing your spirit pouch." "I didn't want to wake my girlfriend. She had a difficult night." "Is it next week yet? I'll have an Americano." "Here ya' go." Kinny pulled money from the tip jar to pay for it. "Are you on birth control yet? Next week starts when you're not fertile." "Don't need birth control for anal." Kinny sighed. "You work in a brothel. Nobody there is nice to you?" "They all want me to pay." Kinny laughed. "Give it some time. Get a real girlfriend. I'm ... damaged." "I knew that promise was too good to be true." "I didn't say I was a cock tease; I said I was damaged. Ask me again after my dick falls off. Okay?" Colin's eyes grew wide. "Less than a week, I'm told. Are we good? Can you wait?" Colin nodded. "Jorry's ... nose...." "Is wrong. On occasion." Colin laughed. "Does he know?" "Clue nada. And I don't really care. I won't tell his ex - if you don't. Her nose is wrong too, by the way. I passed the girlfriend inspection." Colin put honey and sugar in his coffee. "You want a bagel? Do they feed you at the Teacup?" "I would love a bagel." Kinny tossed a bagel in the toaster. "Where is Jorry, by the way?" "Home. Injured." "The rats?" "No. And that was epic, by the way. The whole clan is talking about you. Rafe gave him something called double knocks after the hunt. He can't walk." Kinny smiled. He handed the bagel over and tossed Colin a cream cheese. Kinny paid for it out of his tip jar. Colin dropped a centurion into the jar. "Thanks." Kinny's specs buzzed. He had a deposit in his account. They buzzed again. Another deposit. He tapped his specs. Tick Tock LLC had paid him a consulting fee. Two Debs had paid him a bonus. Both deposits were more than he earned in a week working the coffee cart. A swarm of grumblers erupted out of the stairwell to Underground Fairview. They danced all around Kinny's feet. Like demented cats. Or centipedes. "French fries, French fries." Kinny smiled. "I don't have French fries, little ones. I have a bagel." They made rude noises. "I'll see if I can bring some on Monday." "French fries, French fries." They swarmed off. The last one down the stairwell stopped to salute. He only had three legs. ******** Kinny sat at the bench by the library. He studied for his SATs. He looked up in time to see Jorry hobbling over to the bench. Kinny sighed. "She hit you hard. Didn't she?" "One human does not fight fair." "I'm not fighting, Jorry. Passing a message. Don't treat your ex that way. It's not d'best." He sat. "I will have my revenge." Kinny nodded. "Thank you for the hunt." "Thank you. Did Two Debs drop any coin on you?" "Coupons for the whole clan. Food, coffee, t-shirts, hats." He tipped his hat. Debbie Does Sausage "Cute." "You don't wear the teeth." "I'm locked out. Starting to get worried." "I can open the door." "I might take you up on that." Kinny tapped his specs, put away his study material. "My hag saved my friend's life down there. Probably saved mine, too." "Demons are sometimes useful." "What is a sing? Smoke and...." "You wish to rid yourself of demons?" "I'm doing things I don't like. But." Jorry nodded. They sat in silence for a while. Kinny watched ducks in the pond. His specs buzzed. Jazz. Kinny clapped Jorry's knee. "Thanks for listening. I'm sorry she hit you so hard. I should fight my own battles." He checked the message. "Jorry, do you want to go swimming?" "I avoid the water. Gators." "And starfish but I suppose you don't worry about those." "I look ridiculous in swim trunks." "Too much hair?" Kinny remembered what Jorry had looked like with his pants down. Not as hairy as an orangutan, but similar. Red belly hair, black hair elsewhere. Except where it was gray. Kinny had seen big liver spots under the hair - some larger than Kinny's hand. Jorry nodded. "Before prison I shaved. I simplified." "We can play volleyball. Toss a frisbee." "I must work." "Okay. Thanks." Kinny kissed Jorry on the cheek. He saw rough stubble and realized that Jorry probably shaved his forehead. To make the eyebrows look somewhat normal. ******** Jazz picked up Kinny on her bike. They rode to Joi's house. Kinny's key still didn't work. Nor did Jazz's key. Jazz called Joi. A few minutes later, Joi opened the door. She looked like she'd answered the door half-asleep. She was wearing Kinny's Army tee and Hula Girl slippers. And something Kinny had never seen on Joi before. Granny panties. "Aiee!" Jazz said. "Your hair!" "I was hoping you would style it." Joi ran fingers through her hair. She put a palm to her mouth and tested her breath. "I have to brush!" She fled from the door. "Dragon breath." Jazz said, "No kisses?" She went inside. Kinny followed. He said, "I'll kiss you." Jazz blew him a kiss. "Later." She stopped Kinny at Joi's privacy door. "Girl stuff." "I'm a girl. Ish." Jazz shut the door on his nose. "Make yourself useful. Coffee. Breakfast." "It's three p.m." Jazz said, "Some of us worked an overnight shift." Kinny heard giggling. He heard Joi shriek. "No tickling!" Kinny said, "Well, we know who the senior wife is now. Eggs and mystery meat is okay?" "Coffee!" That was Joi's voice. "Push!" Whatever that meant. A few minutes later, the girls came out. Kinny had breakfast and coffee waiting for them. After breakfast, they went to the lake park. Kinny did laps to the buoy and back while the girls played frisbee. The boys that Jazz had called were a no-show. They laid in the grass and watched the clouds. Kinny shivered in the cool October breeze. Jazz said, "Whatever possessed you to go swimming?" "The lake is warmer than that pool." "Yeah, but it's freezing out here." Joi rolled over and huddled against Kinny. "I'll keep you warm." Jazz joined her, on the other side of Kinny. She said, "We can twit the normies." They each kissed Kinny. Then they kissed each other. Joi got up. She hauled Kinny to his feet. "Come on, baka. Let's get you home and into dry sheets." It rained on them as they walked to the parking lot. ******** Thunder raged. Sleet fell and then hail. Joi parked the car in her carport. She pulled her bike and then Jazz's bike into the carport and out of weather. Joi looked up. "I think this puts the kay-bosh on trick-or-treating." "You still going to work?" Jazz asked. She tried her key at the door. It didn't work. "I am. Can't miss Halloween. It's one of our best nights." She bumped Jazz's key with her own. Then she did the same with Kinny's key. They made love in every room of Joi's house. "They" being Kinny and Jazz. Joi watched. Sometimes she assisted with a Hitachi wand or her hand. She refused attentions, except for kisses and a little boob play. Kinny thought it was because of her ordeal at the motel. Jazz told him otherwise. "No period sex." She pulled at the string dangling outside of Joi's granny panties. "Stop! Nasty!" Joi closed her legs and twisted away. "Did you work the back room last night?" Jazz asked. "That's different. That's work. Besides. Those are Jeeperhyde mattresses. Mine stain." "We can put a towel down." Jazz got on one side of Joi. Kinny got on the other. "Rules," Joi said. She tried to twist away. "Fuck the rules," Jazz said. She kissed Joi. Joi allowed them to play with her but she stopped them when they both tried to pull down Joi's panties. She led them to the door in the kitchen. She unlocked it and handed Jazz the key. "Christen two more beds, lovebirds. I have to get ready for work." Jazz said, "Yes, mom. Can we watch you at the club?" "I hope so. My first set's at nine-thirty." Joi handed Kinny the Hitachi and the tentacle dildo. "Use these on her until she begs you to stop." Jazz pulled Kinny down the steps. They stepped into the basement, turned on the lights. "We could do laundry," Kinny suggested. "Not what I came down here for." Jazz pushed him onto the movie-set bed. She looked around. "She said two beds. Where's the other one?" Kinny showed her the 'safe' room. "This is ... creepy." Jazz used her toes to play with a ring anchored to the floor. She opened the bedside table, pulled out handcuffs and gecko wrap. She played with the floppy dildo and whacked Kinny with the double- ended one. "What does she use this room for?" "I think it was a movie set. Bondage porn. And worse." "Worse?" Kinny explained about the e-zines and the Octapod rig. "I have to see those." Jazz picked out the same one Cookie had first picked out - The Monster Pit. Kinny explained about it being source code for the tentacle pit at Ugmad's. He set her up with the rig. Shackled one ankle to the equipment post. "So you don't run into the wall," he explained. Then he watched the mini screen on the Octapod as Jazz chose her own adventure. He augmented the game, adding touches of his own, kisses, and the Hitachi wand. They had penetrative sex as often as Kinny could manage it. He used dildos when his own soldier failed him. Jazz finished the game sometime after eight. She'd been sold off at auction - bid on by teams of tentacle monsters. She was breathless, spent, and - paradoxically - full of mischief. "We have to find a good one for you." Jazz picked up the magazines. She went through the magazines and stopped. "Kinny, this one is Marion." "Yeah. I saw." "This one is Joi's mom." Jazz dropped the magazine onto the floor. "I know this woman." Jazz held up another magazine. "She used to be the county prosecutor. Kinny, this is your mom. Aaand this is Joi." Jazz tucked four magazines under the bed. "We're not playing these." Marion, Joi, Tasanee, and Linda. Marriott, Barbra, Taz, and Janime. Mercy, Barbie, Tats, and Bunny. Kinny realized, with a sinking feeling, that he had all these games on Mem2. He'd played highlights from some of them. Maybe all. And the stunt dicks? The ones that looked familiar? Were familiar. Summer camp. Kinny sat on the bed. He would have welcomed a jolt from his Z-guns now. But none came. Or, if one did, he couldn't feel it. "Pick one," Jazz said. "You're kidding." "Not. Your mom starred in a porno. Get over it." She rubbed her boobs on Kinny. "If you don't pick, I will. She pulled at the restraint on her ankle. "Undo this fucking thing." Jazz picked the magazine that starred a woman formerly known as the county prosecutor. She gathered up the toys and the Octapod rig. All of it went into a laundry basket, and then into the safe room. Jazz set up the gecko wrap and the handcuffs. She coaxed Kinny onto the bed. Tied him to the bedposts. "Um." "I'll let you up when it's time to peg you doggy-style." She fit the tentacle dildo over Kinny's penis. It was a tight fit today. She fit the gloves, booties, and AR goggles onto Kinny. She started the game, set the difficulty at Insane. "Hey, I set you up on the bunny slopes. Not the double diamonds." Bunny slopes. Bunny. Kinny remembered highlights from Bunny. Because it had been all POV, he hadn't seen her face. But he now knew that it was his mom's body he'd perved on. He grew erect. Tried to select Detumesce but.... His glasses were upstairs. "Ready?" Jazz pressed Play. It started with a chase scene. Which was mercifully short. The prosecutor twisted an ankle in the first few steps. The first choice came up. Kinny selected Cooperate. The actress didn't resist as the men removed her clothes. They pushed her to her knees. She unzipped two zips and went at both men reluctantly. Jazz straddled Kinny and took him - tentacle and all - vaginally. She rode him gently. It was off-script but it felt glorious. Jazz skipped to the next scene - sex on a mattress in the van. Woman on top. The sensations, from the AVS, from real life.... Kinny climaxed hard. The actress climaxed, too. Apparently, it was interactive. Kinny felt a pop. A sensation like Velcro pulling apart. It burned. He looked down but he couldn't see much in real life. The AR overlays interfered. The borders around the goggles interfered. It felt nice, though. Kinny continued to squirt. Jazz stopped the feelie. She pulled the goggles from Kinny's face. "Um." She bit her lip. She raised up. Pulled the tentacle dildo out from inside herself. "One moment." She left the room. Kinny felt his ears pop as the door shut behind her. He had a moment to wonder if he was locked for good and pulled at his restraints. Jazz returned with towels and a basket of dirty laundry. "There's a bit of a mess," she said. She started cleaning him up down there. "Oh." Kinny shuddered. "That ... feels ... nice." She kissed him down there. It felt ... different. But very nice. Sensitive. She said, "You have hair again." "I do?" Kinny raised up. He couldn't see beyond his own tits. She went down on him. Kinny had several orgasms. When she touched the wand to him - down there - he had an out-of-body moment. He jerked violently at his restraints. The orgasms came hard and violently. Rapid- fire. Jazz smiled. "She did say to do this until you begged me to stop." She touched him with the vibrator. And stopped. Touched him, and stopped. "Actually," Kinny said between touches. "She said.... To.... For you.... Aaah. Aaah. Oh. Fuck. Don't stop. Oh. I'm cumming! I'm...." Kinny shuddered. He couldn't speak any more. When she finished with him, he rolled his head to the side. "I was supposed to do that to you." "How did it feel?" "Weird. What are you doing down there?" "Playing with your girl parts." "My ... my what?" "It fell off." She held up the tentacle dildo. "I think it's still inside this thing." She smiled. "Want to see what it feels like inside?" She aimed it at him. Rubbed it in the slipperiness down there. "No. Hey. I can get pregnant. Remember? Implants.... Failed." It was getting hard to resist. Kinny moved his hips. Her hips? Kinny raised up, tried to see. She saw pubic hair. Blood. No dick. Jazz pressed the dildo into his other hole. Anal. Kinny let her. The next few orgasms were intense. "There," Jazz said. "Now you've been fucked with your own dick." Kinny knew from past experience that the tentacle hadn't 'climaxed.' Hadn't squirted. She felt the tension in her - someplace? - that meant that it was not satisfied. "How cool is that?" Jazz said. She kissed Kinny. Undid the gecko wrap around one wrist. The lights went out. The room went completely dark. Jazz undid the gecko wrap on the Kinny's other wrist by feel. While she did this, her boobs fell on Kinny's face. Kinny mouthed one of Jazz's nipples. She climbed on top. They sixty-nined in the dark. Jazz guided Kinny's hands as.... Kinny.... ... felt her new sex for the first time. Then Jazz pulled the gecko wrap from Kinny's ankles. Together, they abandoned the safe room by feel. The basement was just as dark. "Where is the key?" Jazz asked. "Should be hanging from the knob." "It's not there." Kinny felt on the floor. She found the key. It didn't unlock the door. "I think we need electricity for this door." "You can't override it manually?" "The ones upstairs open out. The ones on this stairwell open in." "We're stuck." "I think so." "I left my specs in Joi's privacy room." "Me, too." Jazz led Kinny back to the safe room. They took a shower there. The water was still warm. Jazz's soapy touch was amazing. "I remember this scent," Kinny said as she washed Jazz's hair. "Mrs. Tupper. Takes me back. Good memories. Nice ones." "Are you okay with this? No PTSD?" "I'm okay. No idea why, but I'm okay. Cookie, give me an overlay. This room, the rest of the house. Everything as you remember it, just before the lights went out." The darkness dissipated somewhat. Kinny could see again. She looked down. Saw his own dick. "That's probably not accurate." "Oh," Cookie said. "Sorry." Now Kinny saw - her - self, as she was now. Maybe. Jazz asked, "Who are you talking to?" "My secretary." "You named her Cookie?" Kinny nodded, completely oblivious to the idea that Jazz couldn't see. "Um, Cooks. How accurate is this?" Cookie spoke on the internal audio. "You should walk carefully. Some of the toys might have rolled. But the rest of the house should be spot on." "Okay, thanks. Jazz, I can see." "How are you seeing?" "Augmented Reality." "I don't see any glow. Normally there's glow in the specs when you're reading an overlay." "Internal. Brain mods." "Can you trust it?" "I dunno. Let's find out." Kinny walked cautiously out of the room, pulling Jazz along. Kinny saw clothes on the floor and towels. She found one dildo out of place with her foot. It's position adjusted as she watched. Kinny rolled it away into the pile of clothes. She picked up a bra with one toe. "You want to wear any of these?" "The clothes on the floor?" Jazz asked. "No. They're heavily soiled. Blood and other fluids. I used them to clean up the mess. When it - your dick and balls - ripped free." Kinny watched as blood stains appeared on the clothes. Kinny led Jazz out into the basement. Walked around. She found things almost exactly where her overlays told her they would be. A few centimeters off, at most. The view adjusted with every touch. "Well." Kinny sat on the bed. "What do you want to do?" She picked up a magazine. Started paging through it. "You can see that?" "I can." Kinny smiled. "No idea if it's accurate or not." Cookie said, "It is." Kinny reached under the bed. She picked Joi's magazine out from pile under there. She started reading. "I'm taking a nap," Jazz said. "Wake me when the doors work again." "Pay attention to the girl," Cookie said. "I can play the e-zine from Mem2." Kinny nodded. She laid down beside Jazz. Huddled close for warmth. Eventually, the lights came on. Kinny looked around. She tapped Jazz on the shoulder. Jazz woke up. She stretched and smiled. "Let's get out of here. Before the lights go out again." Kinny nodded. She held Jazz's hand as they walked to the door. "I can see now," Jazz said. "You don't have to hold my hand." "I like holding hands." Kinny tried the lock. It opened. They went upstairs. Found their specs. Jazz got dressed in Joi's privacy bedroom - she had clothes there. Kinny helped her zip zips and button buttons. They stood in front of Joi's mirror - Jazz fully clothed, Kinny fully naked. Kinny looked at the image in the mirror. It was familiar. A girl's body, quite curvy. Hair to her shoulders. Glitter eye shadow, cherry lip balm. Round breasts with puffy nipples. Milk leaked from her left nipple - the side that Drake seemed to prefer. She missed Drake. Wide hips and girly legs. Painted nails. The only thing that was unfamiliar was the small sparse patch of pubic hair - and the new femininity. Kinny pulled her lips apart down there. "Am I a virgin?" Jazz said, "Do you have an intact hymen? I think so. I couldn't get my finger in there." "Will it hurt?" "It might. You're going to love getting your first Pap smear. Your IUD." "Will it hurt with boys?" "It might. The first few times. You have someone picked out?" Kinny considered. She also considered the list of quests set out for her. "There seems to be a line of men waiting for that privilege." "Add my name to the list. And Joi's." Kinny shrugged. She leaned her head back and rested it on Jazz's shoulders. She felt a little wistful. Jealous, maybe. Jazz had clothes here. Kinny's clothes were all upstairs. They went to Anabelle's working bedroom. For the first time ever, Kinny showed bare arse to the camera. She turned around, gave the world a view up front. First comment, 'You need to shave.' Kinny chuckled. She picked out jeans, a twinset and the down vest that wouldn't close. She also picked out a rain jacket and rain hat. "Why the dowdy clothes? We're going to the club." Kinny smiled. "You're going to the club. Give my love to ... Carob. I might have to walk home. Can you drop me at the clinic?" "Oh. Sure. I guess you do need to go." Another comment came up. 'Why the clinic, Anabelle?' "Birth control," Kinny said. "They said to come in." 'What time zone are you in? It's dark here.' Kinny smiled. 'That would be telling.' ******** Kinny sat on the exam bench, kicking her heels and playing with her paper gown. The door opened. Clyde walked in. Kinny stiffened in alarm. "How much do you remember?" he asked. "Enough." "Do you trust me?" "No." Clyde nodded. He turned off the recorder in the room. He turned off Kinny's Mem2. Kinny hadn't known that Mem2 could be turned off. Clyde disabled the Kinny's internal visual and audio. Then he pulled his own specs off and killed the power. "Specs." He held out his hand. "Specs. I want to have a frank conversation. Two minutes. Then you can decide whether to call for help or not." "Two minutes?" Kinny disabled the specs. "Speak." Clyde took Kinny's specs. He checked them. "I did something illegal. If I'm caught, they'll wipe me." "I hope you're not looking for sympathy." "Cakey's lab assistant. She's a cultist. Or she was." "Cakey." "Professor Tudlo. Ms. Alila was installing ... bad things in your mods." "I heard you argue with her." "The Cult had tasked her with turning you into a...." "Kluver Bucy." "Right." "I read about that. Not interested." "You requested it. You were quite insistent." "I think that was one of my riders insisting." "Right. Riders that the Cult put there. Lats threatened my safety. She threatened your safety. She threatened mom, my sister.... I did something I shouldn't have." "You let her install it." "No, I erased most of that. What I could. She insisted that someone walk out with a full Kluver Bucy. So I stuffed her in the chair and gave her the mods she tried to push on you." "You could go to prison for that." "I could be mindwiped for that. Now, decisions. Do you call the police and report me?" He handed Kinny's specs back. "Or do you let me undo her Cult-work and try to clean up the mess she stuffed in your brain?" "Are you involved with Brennan?" "I am now. He's blackmailing me. He recorded the transaction on Lateritia's specs." "You're not touching me." "That works. I'll tell the doc that you asked for a chaperone." He flipped on Kinny's Mem2 and other brain mods. "For what it's worth, I wish I hadn't called you to the lab." "Wait." Clyde stopped. "Don't turn on the recorders yet." Clyde sat. He waited. Kinny sighed. "I have a problem. One of the compulsions that's been loaded into my brain is a quest called, 'Give Clyde a Blowie.'" "You're kidding." "Also something about a perfect girlfriend." "I don't need another girlfriend." "I'm not thrilled about it either." "I can remove those compulsions from your queue." "So can I. Drop your trousers." "I ... don't think that's a...." Kinny hopped down. "Drop. Your. Trousers." She pulled at the drawstring on Clyde's scrubs. "It would be easier to...." "Shut the fuck up." Kinny pulled a test strip from her purse. She tested Clyde. In a few minutes, she had her reward. 'Achievement Unlocked! Swallower.' The quest log updated. A new quest appeared. 'Sixty-nine with Clyde.' Kinny grunted. She sighed, basking in neuro-electric reward pulses. "You're going to love the next quest." "Can I just log on and tweak your brain mods a bit? A tiny bit?" He looked concerned. Kinny smiled. "Kiss me first. Take a mouthful of your own seed." "Eww." Kinny hopped back onto the exam bench. "Send the PA in. I need a plumbing inspection, an IUD and something about saggy tits." Kinny made small talk while the PA did the external ultrasound. "Sorry about coming in at ten p.m." "It's a slow night. This is the quietest Halloween I've seen in ten years. A couple of idiots who needed stitches, a rape kit, and you." Kinny was fine with the ultrasound until the PA changed heads. Kinny asked, "Is that going where I think it's going?" Darleen nodded. "Knees apart. Relax. Oh. You have an intact hymen." She looked up. "That's unusual. Most of the new girls have stuck something in there already. Or their partner did." "I came in as soon as I could." "Is the hymen a big deal for you?" "Not really." "I won't have to break much. This wand is narrow. Your boyfriend will still have something to pierce." Kinny felt pressure, then a yielding. And the wand was inside. It pressed against - something - in there. It felt weird. Crampy. "Stop squirming." "It's cold." Darleen smiled. "Don't be a princess." "Not you, too." "Huh?" "Everyone calls me Princess when I complain." Darleen chuckled. "A small pinch." "Ow!" "There might be some bleeding." "What did you do?" "Skin sample - PAP smear. We need a baseline. Your cervix looks normal. You ready for the IUD? It might cause a little cramping." It was the most uncomfortable thing that Kinny had ever endured. "Don't hyperventilate." Kinny whined. "Done." Darleen loaded an information sheet onto Kinny's specs. "Side effects, troubles. If any of those things happen with your IUD, come in immediately. Or make an appointment if it's not an emergency." She applied vax patches to both thighs. "What are those?" "The last of your rejuve shots." "I thought I was finished with those." She checked the clipboard. "No. But you are now." She applied vax patches to Kinny's breasts. "Augments." "Why?" "You ordered an upgrade?" "I did not." "It's on your ticket." Kinny grumbled. "Fine. What about sag?" "This mod includes an internal bra." "Am I going to lactate?" "Oh, yes. All part of the RhoBust process. That RT baby will accelerate the growth." "Will I sag when I stop lactating?" "Probably not. There are suspensory ligaments in there called Coopers. Those ligaments stretch but they never shrink. That's why women sag. Your Coopers are elastic now. Unless you get in a car wreck or something - no droop, no sag, no loose skin." "Who paid for this?" "Your employer." "They pay for a boob job but no birth control?" "Welcome to the new Puritan's Age." Darleen stopped before she opened the door. "What did you do to Clyde?" "What do you mean?" "He's acting like the Grim Reaper has come for his annual checkup." "I made a pass at him." "Don't do that. We can't keep our interns, as it is." Kinny smiled. "Get dressed. Do you have a ride home?" "I can walk. Or take a Citi bike." "The doc will be in shortly. Please see the front desk for paperwork and copay." Kinny dressed. She sat back on the paper. Dr. Bumbaco came in. He said, "Hello," to Kinny's feet. Kinny supposed that was better than speaking to her boobs. She said, "Over here, doc." "Oh, yes. Sorry. New prescription. Can't see anything." He smiled. "Happy Halloween." Kinny nodded. Dr. Bumbaco said, "You finished your process." "Nearly." Dr. Bumbaco checked his notes. "You finished your transition. Rejuve, RhoBust - almost finished. Any questions?" "No." The doc smiled. "Last bit. Sign your name please and print it. This is one of the times you are legally entitled to a name change. Divorces, marriages, sex reassignment. Whatever you print is your legal name. Take a copy of this form to DMV and get a new license." "I can write Two Dogs Fucking in that space and that would become my legal name?" "I won't type that in my report." Kinny smiled. "My mom said they were going to name me Chastity if I'd been born a girl. Chastity Barzjan." "Middle name?" Kinny considered. Joi? Jazelle? Barbra? Tasanee. Chastity Tasanee Barzjan? No. "My dad never called me Kinny. He always called me John. How about Chastity Jane?" Kinny wrote 'Chastity Jane Barzjan' in the space provided. She signed her new name, dotting the i and the j with a heart. "Calamity Jane." "Chastity Jane." "Her little-known sidekick." Dr. Bumbaco signed the form as a witness. "See the girl at the front desk for billing and other paperwork. Have a good life, Chastity Jane Barzjan." ******** Chastity found herself overcome with emotion. She had to sit on the bench for a moment. She couldn't face the window. She had no idea why. Darleen came out with a clipboard. She handed Chastity a tissue. Chastity dabbed at her eyes. She fumbled with her purse. Her hands shook as she opened her wallet. Darleen pulled the SWID out and scanned it. "There. A valid ID now. You can work it tonight. Bank card for your copay and you can go home." Chastity burst into tears. She handed the bank card to Darleen. "I don't know why I'm so emotional." "Might be the hormones from the rejuve." Chastity nodded. "Thanks. You get many trans people here?" "A few." "Am I normal?" Darleen smiled. "You're perfectly normal. It's the rest of us who are just a little bit off." Chastity nodded. "Thanks." "You good?" Chastity nodded. ******** Chastity thought about taking the Citi bike to Club 69. Partway there, she changed her mind. She headed home. As she passed Green-Eyed Frogs, Chastity stopped. She stood there, straddling the bike, across the street from Green-Eyed Frogs and watched. People went in and out of the club. Some women, mostly men. College age, mostly. Some of them in costume. Happy Halloween. Brennan clapped a hand on Chastity's shoulder. "Lured in by temptation?" "Wondering if it's worth it." "No client leaves unsatisfied." "What will it take, Brennan?" He smiled. "What can I get?" "Three people on this planet I care about. What will it take for you to leave them be?" "Let me consider." He took Chastity's purse. He pulled out the SWID. "Oh, fine day. I remember you. Angel?" "That's not my SWID." "It looks like you. You gave me a gift tonight. It's rare that I find unalloyed gold like this - an untouched memory. Something the mindwipe hacks never found. How about a blowie? We'll call it a night." He tucked the SWID back into Chastity's purse. Put the purse back on her shoulder. "The alley," he said. "There's a mattress. You won't have to dirty your knees." Chastity shook her head. "There are things you don't remember. It's best that we don't have sex. Ever." "I'm getting a blowie. Tonight. How is the girl in Room thirteen? Can she walk straight?" "Is that a threat?" "A statement of fact. I don't care if you're the Pope's daughter. On your knees, girlie. Or your friends will be there for you." He dragged Chastity, with her bike, across the street to the alley. Chastity found herself on a wet mattress, face to penis with a one-eyed trouser snake. "Jidu and Tau. You could wash." She tested it, then wiped it with make-up wipes. "Haben knobben on my schlobben, fraulein." He tested clean, but even after washing it with makeup wipes, Brennan's dick reeked of sex. And piss. Chastity put a transfer condom over it. Brennan looked down with a quiet smile. It was over in about twenty minutes. Chastity had three orgasms while she worked the transfer condom. She had another orgasm when she swallowed. She was crying openly now. Confused. Upset. Ashamed. Angry. Brennan took off the transfer condom and smiled. He pat Chastity on the head. "We're getting together like stink on shit. Show me your tits." He pulled her to her feet. "What?" Chastity wiped her eyes. "I'm not asking twice." He pulled at her sweater. Lifted her bra. "Adequate. What are the vax patches for, girlfriend?" "Augments." Brennan nodded. "I approve. I remember your blowjobs, Angel. The worst knobber in the Western States. You improved. I used to have to face fuck you to get off." Chastity rubbed her arms. "You'll get arms like Popeye in this industry. Go home." He slipped a 500 note in her cleavage. "Hang one. I remember you. And you remember me?" Chastity nodded. "You'd make a nice girlfriend for my son. Do you know where he is?" Chastity's heart thumped. "Actually, I should try you out before I marry you off. Have you learned how to fuck or are you still a dead fish?" He spun her around by her hair. She landed on her knees again on that wet mattress. "I'm not Angel." "That's painfully obvious. Angel knew better than to resist." He pulled Chastity's pants down. He yanked back on her hair. Positioned himself. And was inside her. "Holy fuck, girl. Are you a virgin?" "I was." Brennan laughed. "I can't afford a virgin's payout. You'll have to make do with the regular fee. He dropped two thousand dollars into her panties. "Yee haw. Ride 'em cowboy." And he went at it. Chastity lost track of the orgasms. Fucking wraiths. They wouldn't let her fight. He finished inside her and made her clean him off with her mouth. Chastity felt violated. Outraged. Powerless. Not because of Brennan. But because she'd enjoyed the rape. Her residents - riders, wraiths - played her body like an accordion and pressed all the feel-good buttons. But they couldn't make her enjoy enjoying it. She'd run out of tears. She pulled up her pants, pulled the bills out of her panties, and went home. She dropped the bike at the CitiBike rack at Little Tetons Park and walked home. Roy's truck was at her mom's house. The lights were on in Chastity's bedroom. She was relieved that her key worked at Joi's house. She went in, milked herself. Put the milk in the freezer. Walked downstairs like a zombie. Didn't bother with the lights. She dropped her clothes to the floor and crawled into bed in the safe room.