Dave gave a low, grumbling chuckle as they were lead away. Knowing they were no longer staff, now they were simply product. Their futures defined by their bodies.
The next target was clear to him. The successful test meant he was ready for his assault on the brothel. He now knew how long the nanites would take to work. The two heavies flanked the main door, creating the impression of bouncers at an expensive club. They were there as much to keep the women inside, as well as trouble outside.
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The view through the sights shifted, as he checked how quickly he could hit both the men. From the shadows of the alley opposite he was effectively invisible. His plan was simple, to dart the two guards and storm the brothel. Any resistance could be met with darts.
He just wanted to rescue his Conchita. If anyone, male or female got in his way, they'd suffer, a sudden feminisation, or an extreme boost if they were already women.
He'd programmed them with the most extreme of bodies, ensuring anyone would be taken for a whore, a future defined by their new body.
Two swift phut... phuts... were the only warning the guards had. Well, one had none, the other alerted by the sound, and the groan from his colleague. Already reaching for his gun, and aware danger was near. He still fell, as the second dart hit home.
The nanites were busily eating away at their clothes, as well as their bodies. The excess heat causing their bodies to steam in the evening air. They were reduced, muscle mass melting off their frame. They looked oddly distorted, and unnatural before their new shapes started to emerge.
Stepping over the first he enjoyed the sight of her swelling bust.
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The soft crack, as her hips widened. A faint whimpering mewl coming from her plush lips.
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She gained the hips that'd make her walk with a swivelling sway. Assuring her appeal to any man in the vicinity.
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Dave smirked, undecided whether she'd make a better cock-sucker, up-the-butt girl, or just loved for her cushiony tit-wanks. Stepping over her indifferently, he knew her future was as guarded product rather than guard.
The other guard was receiving a more limited future. Clearly the nanites had tuned into some fetish. The new woman was incredibly petite.
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Dave wondered if she was going to escape a fate as little more than a living sex doll. But as he reached her body, it was clear she was still changing.
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Her bust was swelling, her lips moving in some unfamiliar language.
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It could've been Chinese, or some meaningless syllables the guard had made into a language.
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The thought of her isolated, by a language no-one spoke added spice. It was only as a bead of milk leaked from that gorgeous nipple that she too started to moan. Her hands blindly reaching to tweak, tease and milk herself.
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