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Rated: 18+ · Interactive · Adult · #1962645
Transformation in a dark world of vice, violence, and villainry.
This choice: ...the richest neighborhood in the area.  •  Go Back...
Chapter #6

...the richest neighborhood in the area.

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Heading off to answer that particular call, you find a distraught woman sobbing by the front door of a mansion. A cordon stopping her from escaping, as she sat there.

The officers merely containing the situation until you arrived. The door was substantial enough that she presented no danger of even damaging it. Her tiny fists were already battered and bruised, with no sign of impact or progress.

As you turn up, she turns to the surrounding officers, and like a soul cry shrieks, "This is my home! I live here..."

Her chest heaved with that exertion, but it was the next claim that caught and held your attention, "I'm Charles Heidiger Parsons, the third."

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The picture the computer provided, naturally bore no resemblance to the woman with her extreme body. Taking control, you get the few officers who are pointing their guns to lower them.

With you now on scene, you step through the barrier, and head over to talk to her.

"That whore's not my husband." Mrs. Parsons called from the balcony a floor above. The open French windows allowing her voice to carry.

She flinched at the words, before pleading with you. "I am... I am... Charles Parsons, and this IS my home."

The snot flowing freely from her nose, she wiped on the back of her hand. Despite her looks, her voice and everything your eyes told you, she was convinced in her own words.

She had a body that only nanites could craft. Far beyond ordinary genetics, or even what cosmetic surgery could achieve. It did look to be part of the same case.

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Sitting beside her, you offer her a handkerchief. Knowing you have to ask the first question, and what'll probably happen.

"If I believe you, has Charles Parsons cheated on his wife?" You keep it blunt, hoping that'll shock the truth from her. If not, you can dismiss her and pass it onto the fraud department, to process her.

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