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Watching with amusement, as his professional clothes retreat under the nanite assault. Revealing more flesh, even as it shows the still male flesh being transformed too. The skin becomes silky smooth, with no trace of unwanted hair.
The man is obviously unfamiliar with the female form, and disturbed by how much flesh, she's now displaying. Looking back through the dissipating nanite cloud, you give her a slightly mocking wave. As she finally realises the true cost of visiting one of these billionaire retreats. The doubt etched visibly on her face.
Hands cautiously exploring her new more succulently padded rear, or the counterbalancing bust she now carries in front of her.
Even as you see her weighing up the idea of returning to the ship and abandoning her pitch, one of Mr. Powell's minions comes along. The new arrival looking between you, and the employee. The conflicted confusion on her face is a picture, as she takes in the liaison officer. Lewd thoughts flashing behind her eyes, before landing with a crash as she recalls her own new body.
The liaison officer turns to look in your direction, her eyes seeming to invite you to visit too.
With a shrug, and a wave of your hand, she dismisses you from consideration. Resting a hand on the new arrivals' shoulder, the pair walk off, and out of sight.
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