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Turning towards the soft moans, you see her eyelashes flutter. Moments later, she's sitting bolt upright. "Wow... These... are... well, just wow..." Her hands touching and exploring her new bust. She snatches them back to prop herself sitting upright, as she's aware of the nurses.
"Hi, mom..." you offer a wave, as you speak.
"Honey..." your dad giving an uncertain smile, as he nods to identify herself.
"Well, we're all quite... well, blessed." she says. "Why?" she asks. Her gaze flitting from one nurse to another, as they each break her glare, finding the floor or ceiling to be suddenly fascinating.
The door to the small ward swings open, as a new figure enters. "These fine ladies don't know your back-story, and so can't reveal anything." She says with a smile, "They're only aware of the mystery of your origins. The oddity of your consent, and which department is behind it."
The nurses exchanged looks. "It's easier if you don't reveal any more. I have your new identity and lives here." She lifted a bag to show you.
"Are they all stable?" she asked the nurses. A quick check of each of your vitals, and a deferential nod was their response. Each of them, leaving without a further word.
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