"They're turning women into sexual fantasies?" Jenny echoed, watching Mike strip out of her frumpy clothes.
Underneath was an unbelievable sight, especially for a girl she was sure was younger than herself. She had thought Mike might be a little pudgy, but now that she could see the body under the clothes, she couldn't believe what she was seeing.
Mike finished, then made a show of running her arms up her amazing figure, finishing up by massaging the breasts that no girl her age should have.
"Is that what they mean? Cosmetic surgery or something?"
Mike giggled. "Nope. This is just the canvas. They did a lot of touching up on me, but most of this is natural."
"Bullshit!" Jenny exclaimed and Mike burst out laughing. She walked over to Jenny and started helping her out of her own clothing.
"Well, natural is probably a stretch. I don't exactly have any choices anymore that effect my looks."
"Huh?"
"Diet, exercise and stuff. It's sort of computer controlled now. For Mom too. Actually, for all the girls. You'll get the same treatment, I bet. We have to be as close to perfect as possible."
"Why? What do they do with us?"
"Mmm," Mike hummed as she unhooked Jenny's bra. "Don't think I can explain. You'll just have to see."
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