You're lead down a white corridor which is stark in its cleanness. Everything about this complex just seems otherworldly and the cleaners appear to have some obsessive compulsive disorder which requires to keep everything spotless. There are doors along the walls but as Harry leads you down, he doesn't take a second glance at any of them. All of them are marked with strange symbols, not unlike the ones on the costume-sets. The two of you finally stop in front of one of the doors and your mentor ushers you in.
"Hey Gunther," he shouts at a white haired scientist looking fellow who is concentrating deeply on his work, "Got a Type 2 here who needs a name."
The elderly gentleman in the white lab coat runs over energetically and is surprisingly spirited for a man of his age. He looks at you up and down as if appraising new goods that had just arrived and gives a satisfied nod. He then hurries over to a nearby terminal and presses a button. All of a sudden, the wall on your left opens up. It's a giant door. No... calling it a door wouldn't do it justice. It's a well concealed gate of some sort and as it pulls back on itself, a number of white pods with glass tops fold out on robotic arms and line themselves up. Harry waves at you to follow the spry old scientist as he hurries over to a pod while you peer inside.
Inside is a woman. You almost jump back in surprise and Harry gives a little laugh as you bump into him. The woman inside is a pretty honey blonde who looks like the girl next door. You can see her pert breasts are at attention in that cold pod of hers and her slim figure is something that a lot of girls would die to have.
"Zis is Jenny. She'll be yours for a while," Gunther says in a heavy German accent. He presses a few buttons on the side of the pod and Jenny instantly deflates while the pod glass pulls back.
You look at your mentor with a Harry with a confused look and he gives a deep chuckle before he explains. "You've been assessed a Type 2. Remember how I said some agents are fluid with their identities? That would be you. Just think about it, you took on a number of forms and adapted almost perfectly throughout the whole day. Normally people are quite averse about entering other people's lives but you did it like it was second nature. Plus, the reason why you've been given Jenny is that we think you have a good affinity with female skins. Training is all about practice so hop on in so you can get started. You'll be attending your classes as your new identity."
As you slip into Jenny's skin, Harry explains that you aren't hardly the first person to wear this skin. Type 2's undergo special classes where they rotate identities every week and are graded on how well you can act as the person whose skin you're wearing and how accurately you can identify the other students even in different disguises. By the end, the best students are able to tell exactly who their classmates are just by interacting with them.
Another huge load of information from your mentor. You dress your new body in another set of white clothing and Gunther presses another button. Jenny's memories flood into your mind but you can't tell if these are real or fake. Was Jenny a real person who was abducted for the sole purpose of training these Type 2 agents?
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