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The future of 3D printing is here! Now able to fully replicate and alter human DNA!
Chapter #1

Until the End of Your Days

    by: Unaccustomed Cucumber Author IconMail Icon
You didn't choose to be like this. To have your consciousness ripped from your body and put into a machine. There was no telling where your real body actually was, if you were dead, or if you were living your life somewhere out there, completely unaware of what was happening. How did Ashley even get your DNA anyway? It's been years since the two of you last spoke, could she still hold a grudge after all this time?

You did know that the dark, wooden walls around you smelled like her. You were surrounded by random clutter, her perfume, and a massive pink vibrator. You knew the machine that bore you had kept you at an inch tall and that your skin felt like cheap plastic. But most of all, you knew the self-satisfied smile of the giantess who had captured you, this couldn't be good...

Your footing is loosened by the vibrations of movement outside the drawer. Was she back already? Backing yourself into the wall behind you, you cower next to a colossal pair of toenail clippers resting on its side. Suddenly, the front of the drawers is torn open as bright light bleeds into the growing opening, blinding your vision.

"Hello again Mark! Did you miss me?*Music1*"

You still can't see her, but that deceptively peachy voice is definitely Ashley. You keep your back pressed to the wall before you speak up. "A-Ashley, I don't know what I did to deserve this but please just let me go!"

You feel your confidence growing, hoping that she'll come to reason.

"HAHAHAHAHA! Let you go?? No mark, you didn't do anything at all. Which is precisely the problem! I spent all that time wondering if it was something I did but I realize now that you just didn't care. Well, you're going to now! I don't care how long it takes, but you're going to help relieve me of all that stress you've caused!"

This bitch was batshit crazy! You need to find a way out of here and fast! Before you can think to respond, Ashley's giant hand swoops into the drawer and comes to rest patiently in front of you. You can feel the slight tremors of her twitching fingers, should you choose to climb onto her palm, there was no telling what sort of horrors awaited you...

You have the following choices:

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1. Climb onto Ashley's hand

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2. Stay hidden against the wall

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3. "You psycho! I'm not going near you!"

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