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The main one being that it technically isn't 'by design'.\n\nI am adding it to that pool for now as the themes fit better, but ultimately this is more of a simple 'slice of life' side story in my as of yet unnamed sci-fi universe. The kind of thing that happens every day to rather typical people in this world I have created.\n\nThe second? Well I actually can't put that yet, Not until I check on something. Thus you can expect this part to get updated soon if you are reading this sentence. \n\nQuestions, comments and criticism adored.", "description_bbcode_parsed": "Ok, a couple things about this one. The main one being that it technically isn't 'by design'.

I am adding it to that pool for now as the themes fit better, but ultimately this is more of a simple 'slice of life' side story in my as of yet unnamed sci-fi universe. The kind of thing that happens every day to rather typical people in this world I have created.

The second? Well I actually can't put that yet, Not until I check on something. Thus you can expect this part to get updated soon if you are reading this sentence.

Questions, comments and criticism adored.", "writing": "Friends Forever:\n\nBy TerraMGP\n\n\tCora Silver glanced at the clock. Three minutes. It was almost enough to make one agree with that old saying about a watched clock. Or pot. Or whatever it was. These nights at work had been getting later and later. What were standard six hour days had turned to seven, then eight, then ten. If it was something hourly that might be something. But as it was this severely cut in to her family time.\n\n\t“Silver” a loud voice barked. Cora looked up and sighed as she saw her boss approaching. \n\n\t“Silver you have got to be kidding me. I told you to have the new casing ready a week ago. You can’t tell me you still haven’t finished.\n\n\tCora glanced at the aging porcupine with her most cool, collected and professional expression. A mask she had been wearing more and more lately. One that was strained near the breaking point. “To be honest, Mister DeSalvo, I haven’t. This isn’t a simple matter of slapping a new sheen on an older model. I told you it would take at least two months to get this right”\n\n\t“Two months if you took normal work days, and I told you how long we have.“ The graying man growled as he put a hand on her cube.\n\n\t“I have to be very precise with the placement of the sensory receptors. We’ve never tried to switch the tactiles on and off this fast before. If I do it wrong then the whole arm could end up as one big bundle of pain any time it’s switched on.” The coal colored mule gripped the side of her head as the dizziness of another headache started to come on. She took a deep breath and tried to calm her nerves as the knots in her neck tensed.\n\n\t“Look silver I don’t care what your excuse is. I gave the board a time table and if it fails you’re out on your ass. Got me?” The man leaned down and narrowed his eyes a bit, looking into the gold-flecked orange-shifted orbs of his subordinate.\n\n\tCora nodded slowly. She had to. She may not make bad money, but the station was expensive. Avalon Cybernetics took care of it’s employees… those who got fired on the other hand usually ran out of options quickly.\n\n\t“Good. Well then I suppose I’ll leave you to it. I have a little celebration at home so I’m taking off a bit early. You know when I took you on, Silver, I figured you’d end up taking my job some day. At this rate I’m going to be getting booted upstairs any time now. Somehow I don’t see you getting the big chair.” The man walked off with a slow, measured pace. \n\n\tCora shivered and reached for a thick gel stress rod beside her, squeezing the thing near to the breaking point.\n\n------------------------------\n\n\t“Jay! You’re late. The manager’s going to be mad at you.” Leena, a pink furred mink with thick blonde hair pouted as she looked down the mall district hallway.\n\n\t“Oh I’m not that late.” Jay muttered as she hurried herself along. The Doberman girl fidgeted with her gold trimmed blue vest and the buttons on her cream-white blouse. Her tail waggling frantically in spite of herself.\n\n\t“Fifteen minutes is a lot.” Leena pouted “And besides I was getting really lonely. Worse, what would happen if a customer came by?”\n\n\tJay smirked as she got her vest fixed and reached into the pocket, pulling out a small plastic case which held her simpler, more appropriate work piercings. The fuzzy-furred Doberman gave her counterpart a sideways glance as they took their places before either of the large red pillars framing the opening of the small store. A sign suspended between them reading ‘Forever Friend’ in big, bright multi colored block lettering.\n\n\tLeena fidgeted and wriggled as she looked between her fellow worker and the crowd of people. Her antsy nervous energy soon had the mink girl toying and tugging at the hem of her skirt as she so often did. “So do you think we’ll get any customers today?” She asked nervously. “Like real customers? Not just people who want a tune up?”\n\n\t“What do you care?” Jay shrugged “Technically you need the money even less than I do. Besides my folks wouldn’t let that happen. I don’t think.”\n\n\t“But what if they did?” Leena whined ‘What if they made you go away and then I wouldn’t get to talk with you, and play with you, and watch cute girls with you. I mean I know the job is kinda boring. But I bet it’d be even more kinda boring if you had to go find a job at like, the food court or something. Then we’d never get to talk. I’m not allowed to eat any of the stuff there.”\n\n\t“God, tone down the dramatics.” Jay muttered as she looked around the main passage of people once more. Watching the other shops and milling patrons for signs of patrons. “Ok. Cool it, Lee. We have a customer.” Jay shifted her posture up straight and put on a nice big smile, the sardonic teen melting away with cool reflex as she looked at the approaching customers. “Why hello! Welcome to Forever Friend. Where you get your special bested friend forever. My names Jay.”\n\n\t“My name’s Lee.” the pink-streaked mink giggled\n\n\t“And you must be our guest today.” Jay said with a huge smile.\n\n\tThe mother looked quite pleased with the reception already. She was rather nice looking Marten. Probably in her thirties or forties, but with the hints of a light rejuv treatment having recently been applied. “Why yes we are. Actually it’s this special little girl here. Isn’t that right Molly?”\n\n\tThe young girl quickly ducked behind her mother. She hit about the typical range for their customers from the looks of it. Probably about eight or nine at most. She had the traditional tartan and vest of New Avalon Corporate school, along with a heavy messenger bag hanging from her shoulder.\n\n\t“Well aren’t you just the cutest little thing!” Leena all but squealed.\n\n\tJay rolled her eyes a bit but nodded all the same leaning down to get a bit closer to eye level with the girl. “Now don’t worry. We won’t bite. We’re here to make sure you have the absolute bestest time here today. Honest.” The dobie girl held her hand out slowly. The little stud in her nostril glowing with a soft little green light.\n\n\t“W-whats that?” Molly muttered as she poked her head out from behind her mothers back.\n\n\t“Oh ya like that? Mood stud. Basically uses a little thermistor and light to change colors based on my mood. It’s super old tech but it’s coming back” she giggled “Of course I think you’re still a bit too short for one of these. Huh lee?”\n\n\t“Yuh huh.” Leena giggled “Besides I think you look pretty just like you are.”\n\n\tMolly blinked and blushed a bit. The freckle pattern on her cheeks coming out ever so slightly. “Y-you think so?” she muttered “I dun think I’m that pretty. My parents say I am though. But they won’t let me get any treatments… they say I gotta make friends being me or I won’t be happy.”\n\n\t“It’s been a bit of a problem.” The older Marten sighed.\n\n\tJay nodded and stood back up to look the woman in the eye. “Well don’t you worry Mrs…”\n\n\t“Becky, please. I don’t need a Mrs, or a ma’am, or anything like that. I’m still nowhere near old enough for that.”\n\n\t“Ok, Becky.” Jay sighed. The woman was a bit self conscious… but with her curves and her nice round ass, that impressive chest, short cropped brown hair with a few white highlights… the woman was a MILF.\n\n\tProbably good then that the dobie girl kept herself in chastity for times like this.\n\n\t“Well, Becky, I can totally grok what you’re throwing out there. Don’t worry though. That’s why we’re here. Because everyone deserves a special little friend. Someone to love and play with and be super besties forever with. So what do ya say Mollykins? Ready to make your own Best friend forever?”\n\n\tMolly folded her ears back a moment and looked around the shop. It was the same typical box from just about anywhere in the mall in terms of size. Bright blues and greens painted on the wall with plenty of pictures of happy cubs playing and laughing painted on it. There were machines. Lots of confusing machines. A conveyer belt, a mag-lift arm, a strange clear glass tube sitting in the middle, all were wrapped up in faux wood and painted bright colors looking almost comical and cartoonish. \n\n\tThe whole thing reminded Molly of those old Holos her mom would show her about Christmas stuff and Santa, when kids got lost in a land of toys. The little cub had to admit that she was enjoying herself far more than she had expected.\n\n\t“Ok Mollykins. Now I know in most places where you get toys you just go in and pick out what you want so they’ll print it. Here though it’s a bit different. Now you’re a big girl so I think it’ll be more fun to walk you though the whole process, ok?”\n\n\t“O-okay Miss Jay.” she said softly.\n\n\t“Nah kid, it’s just Jay.”\n\n\t“And I’m Leena” the mink said happily, before wincing at her own stupid little reflex.\n\n\t“Now come on, first thing we do is go over to the chute. That‘s where the blanks are set up.”\n\n\t“Blanks?” Molly asked. “What’s a blank?”\n\n\t“That’s what we make your bestist friend ever out of, silly. We can do lots of stuff to a blank. Change it any way you want. Our parent company, Yggdrasil, makes lots of em. Well, we make lots of other slaves too. But only the specialist little things get to be used for this.”\n\n\tLeena took her place beside a colorful little console next to the conveyer belt and Becky slipped up next to her. “Actually.” she whispered “We already got something special sent here to use for the material. It’s this complicated thing with her daddys work. That blank is specially for us. If you don’t mind.”\n\n\tThe mink blinked and tilted her head a bit. She racked her brain a moment as the little light on her colorful datajack swirled and twirled, finally stopping as she nodded. “Ah yes. You got it Mrs… Becky. Miss Becky. I was going to say Becky. I was. Honest.”\n\n\tLeena flicked a switch and put her hand on the control pad. The machine shuddered to life with a groan. A cheery, bubblegummy Norsepop tune started to play. A hit by some cute little idol, Alva something or other.\n\n\tThe Mink started to dance awkwardly to the tune, wriggling and wiggling her rear as she did. A nice big grin on her lips. “Now you see Molly.” She said over the music “First the blank comes out. This one is special. Just for you.” As she said it a large gift box started to roll out on the belt. Moving past several pointless meters and scanners that all looked like something out of a kids cartoon and showed things like ‘love’ and ‘friendship’ being off the charts. The two workers led the cub along the conveyer belt. Letting her watch as the box rolled along slowly until finally stopping at the other end of the line.\n\n\tJay gripped Mollys shoulder gently and moved her up behind a large joystick with a comically huge trigger “Now this is the best part, Kiddo. You use this joystick to move the arm over the box and pop it open. Then take out your very own Best Friend to be! Pretty cool huh?”\n\n\t“Me? W-why me? I mean you guys work here.” Molly asked nervously as she looked between them.\n\n\t“Because it’s your gift, silly.” Leena cooed “She’s yours after all. All yours. Forever.”\n\n\tMolly blinked and nodded as she put her hand on the joystick. Shivering and shaking as she moved it around slowly and carefully. The thing mag arm was special. It had been tuned to compensate for the movements of younger or less coordinated kids and help them feel they were doing things correctly. Both girls working there new that. Molly didn’t though and she was exceedingly careful as she slowly moved the arm over the box and lowered it with nervous precision over the box lid itself.\n\n\tThe Pincer clamped on the second she got close enough. Digging in hard and pulling up slowly. Molly managed to move the lid aside and moved the claw back into position, not that it could really go anywhere else. Again it dipped in and slowly pulled back out, revealing a nude, passive, semi conscious goat girl dangling from the arms grasp.\n\n\t“Hey, t-that just looks like a normal girl” Molly said as she tilted her head. The goat was about her age. Blonde hair cut short and a build just barely starting to fill out. It was hard to see her face, though the rest was on full display.\n\n\t“Nope, she’s special. Because she was picked just for you.” It was what Jay would have said regardless. This time it was a bit more accurate. It was honestly kind of cute. It also meant her parents must be absolutely loaded.\n\n\tMolly let the arm rise and looked at the two workers for a moment, then her mother. This was far more autonomy than she was used to. Her daddy especially liked to take charge with everything. This much empowerment was almost scary.\n\n\t“Now then. Just take the blank over to the tube and we’ll show you how this all goes down.” Jay said “You’re doing great by the way. Especially for a first timer.”\n\n\t“First timer?” Molly blinked.\n\n\t“Yuh huh. Some people just like to come in here and make more friends.” Jay looked at the mother a moment to read her face, then back at Molly “But personally I think that’s kinda silly. You can have lots of friends, lots of toys too. But this is supposed to be your favorite toy. Your most special friend. Just for you.”\n\n\tMolly blushed a bit and smiled at that. If she was honest with herself the young girl was more than a bit nervous about coming here. She didn’t like people. She didn’t want friends. No matter how much Mommy and Daddy tried to push and insist on her having them. No matter what they tried.\n\n\tThis seemed nice though. It seemed comfy, and right, and good.\n\n\tThe little tingle in her heart sent a shiver though the cubs spine as she moved her blank toy slowly over towards the big bright shiny tube sitting in the middle of the room. She centered the girl over it slowly and carefully. Still as precise as ever, but a bit more confident in her movements.\n\n\tWhen she was over the tube Molly pulled the trigger and watched as the claw lowered the unconscious girl into the thing. A lid that looked like half of a wrapped candy ball folded over on top and sealed the tube in place. Blinking and flashing lights as it went through it’s overly dramatic ‘warm up’ routine.\n\n\t“Ohh that’s kind of neat.” Molly giggled. \n\n\t“Yuh huh” Leena agreed, just as enthralled as the younger girl by the display.\n\n\tThey all stood and watched as the tube blinked and sang and came to life in a cacophony of childlike beauty and wonderment. Then it stopped, and a loud ‘ta-da’ noise chimed out though the shop.\n\n\t“Wow. That was really cool” Molly giggled as she moved up next to her mother and took the woman by the hand. “W-what now?”\n\n\t“Now?” Jay said with a grin. “now is when the fun starts. See a blank is just a blank. That’s why we have… options!” A nice, bright holographic display popped up over the front of the tube. Jay and Leena took their places on either side of the thing with a big grin. \n\n\tThis is where it all got good.\n\n------------------------------\n\n\tAnn shivered as she finally started to stir. The world around her coming into a slow and steady focus. Her head hurt. Her body hurt. Her body felt stiff. The young goat felt like she’d just done a week of sleepovers in one night and spent every one of them in a sleeping bag on the floor.\n\n\tExcept she wasn’t in a sleeping bag, or in her pajamas. As her mind slowly came to Ann realized she wasn’t even laying down. She was standing. Worse still she couldn’t move.\n\n\tHer mind slowly twisted and drifted as it pulled itself from the haze. Something had happened. The last thing she could recall was still hazy and vague. She had been at home, talking with her Mom over a chat. Trying to deflect some stupid accusation that she got another kid to do her homework. Admittedly it was true, but there was no way she’d admit to that.\n\n\tIt was hard to remember much after that, but the little goat could feel her body shaking as she stood there. Her senses slowly returning bit by bit.\n\n\tAnn could hear voices talking. A bit off and metallic sounding, coming though some kind of speaker system. 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I think another girl will be a good friend… and she’s a real pretty goat”\n\n\tThe Doberman woman chimed in “Well yeah. But she can be a lot prettier.”\n\n\tAnn blinked as she heard that. By now the goat girl could feel eyes on her. She was slowly starting to realize that her body was exposed and on display for the four figures. The very notion filled her with little pinpricks of muted rage and fear. Her body trembling as she tried to look around. Her mother. Her mother had to be here. Maybe this was some kind of twisted punishment. If so, Ann was going to give her mom a piece of her mind when this was all over.\n\n\tThe goat looked back at the four figures and shivered as the feelings she knew she should be having slowly trickled in. The fact that her emotions were so out of sort hit her almost as hard as the agonizing sensation of being immobile.\n\n\t“First thing is first.” the mink said matter of factly as she stood at attention. “We flood the chamber with DR-187 Compound. In her case type E.”\n\n\t\n\n\t“DR-1...whatever. What’s that?” The Molly girl asked\n\n\t“She means de-furer” the Doberman sighed.\n\n\tAnn could feel the knot of terror growing wild in her stomach. She tensed hard now. Her eyes looking frantically from side to side for some way to escape. Someone to help. She looked down at the tip of her muzzle and started to shiver. Trapped and helpless. Only able to listen.\n\n\t“I don’t know. I think her fur is ok.” The Molly girl said.\n\n\tThe older woman, the marten girls mother, put a hand on her daughters back and grinned “It should be more than ok though baby. This is your special friend. She‘s supposed to be your toy. Your own special toy. That means everything about her has to make you happy.”\n\n\t“That’s right” the dobie nodded “You can give her any kind of fur you want. Any pattern or shade or color. Plus we offer the same kinds of specialty fur treatments that high-end spas use.”\n\n\tEven as they spoke Ann could smell something strange in the chamber. She watched a fine, slightly yellow mist falling down from the ceiling and cascading over her. Fluttering slowly past her eyes even as the top of her head started to itch, then tingle, then burn.\n\n\tAnn let out a silent scream as she realized what was happening. The burning spreading as her hair and fur slowly started to slump off and flutter down her now nude furless body to the floor below. Peeling off in layers.\n\n\t“Well. I mean it’s kind of hard to choose then. I don’t wanna get something I don’t like. Or she doesn’t like.” Molly said as she looked up at Ann. Somehow the mealy mouthed little half-assed display of indecisiveness managed to wrench a fresh spike of hate and contempt out of Anns young heart.\n\n\tHer mother giggled a bit and ran a hand through her hair “What did I just say sweetie? She‘s a toy. You don’t have to worry so much about it. She‘ll like whatever you like.” the woman said matter of factly. \n\n\tAnn could have told them how wrong they were, if she could move.\n\n\t“Now then. we both know you don’t like Blondes now don’t we sweetie. Miss Leena here not withstanding I’m sure” The older martin giggled “Plus you have been a bit upset that everyone teases you over your freckles.”\n\n\t“Yuh huh…” Molly nodded. “Lots of the bigger girls who pick on me are blonde. I know that’s not fair but still.”\n\n\tMolly looked up at the readout. From her vantage point Ann could see what the Molly girl was doing, if just barely. She watched those eyes going over the various options slowly and carefully, struggling to read the backwards written things in time with the girl getting fawned over.\n\n\t“Sniveling little bitch.” Ann thought to herself “Just let me have my body back. I’ll show you what blonde bullies do.”\n\n\tShe watched the tentative but growing joy on the Molly girls face as she started to sift and poke though the options.\n\n\t“Ok Mommy. If I pick too much stuff you’ll be sure to stop me. Right? I don’t wanna make you or Daddy mad.” The girl muttered meekly.\n\n\t“Just pick what you want Molly” her mother sighed. \n\n\t“Well ok then.” Molly nodded “If hair and fur stuff is first then I want her to have… black hair. Wiiiith green highlights in it. But I want to use this hair here. The Sylk-E one.”\n\n\t“Ohhh good choice.” The mink giggled “That modification works to reshape the hair follicles on the genetic level and ensure not only pigment but strength and texture too. We can add it to her hair and fur if you want to.”\n\n\t“Yeah ok. But with the fur she’s gotta have freckles. Plus I want her to need glasses too. I really like my glasses. I know I don’t need em. But she should. Then she’ll have to like them too.”\n\n\t“What the fuck?” Ann thought as she strained to drag her arms up “No you don’t. You aren’t going to screw with my eyes. This fur thing is bad enough. But don’t you dare screw with my eyes you little psycho!”\n\n\t“Ok then so Sylk-E on hair and fur, with preset pigment patterns, and you want her to stay white, right?” the Doberman asked\n\n\t“For now yeah. But a really bright white. Buuut maybe black along the tips for most of it too. I mean besides her face.”\n\n\t“Ok. We can always adjust this stuff later if you want kid. Nothing’s set in stone.” the Doberman murred.\n\n\tAnn watched helplessly as a little hovering micro drone fell down from the ceiling. The thing little more than a single spinning repulsion bulb to keep it hovering in the tank and a rather scary looking medical hypo. The hovering thing zoomed in quickly and pushed the hypo up against her now bare flesh. There was a sharp sting, and another higher up in her scalp. The itching was already starting again.\n\n\t“Now for the eyes, and the face. The whole head really. I mean other than the hair.” The Doberman smiled and flicked down the menu. \n\n\t“No you dumb bitch dog. I said not the eyes. Well. Thought. Something. Whatever. Stop!” Ann screamed in her head\n\n\tThe small girl nodded nervously as she looked over her options. She looked at the head model first. There were more advanced options, but the basic controls were, like the rest, nice and kid friendly. There were three levels of customization for the face. Low, medium and high. They all had the same options, all boiled down to different one word phrases. ‘Happy’ ‘sad’ ‘smart’ ‘shy’ ‘athletic’ ‘kind’ ‘mean’ and so on. Molly went though the single-select options once. She watched as a simulation of the face changed each time.\n\n\tAnn watched too. Eyes glued to the horror as she saw her own face warp and twist with each option. Subtle and not so subtle shifts that still ended up with something recognizably her, and yet not.\n\n\tEventually Molly moved on to the second option which gave her the chance to play with more than one of the options at the same time. She seemed to get quite a kick out of it too, finally settling on ‘shy’, ‘kind’, and ‘wallflower’ as her three presets.\n\n\tBy that point Ann could only gaze in horror as she felt the agonizing itch grow all over her body. Her arms, her face, her legs. Between her legs. That twisted little freak was the one responsible for this. It was the only thing she could think about beyond the pain and itch. Her breaths came in harder and faster each time. Tears starting to form in her eyes as she strained helplessly.\n\n\t“If you want” The mink spoke up “you can go full custom on her face too.\n\n\t“Better not” the puppy girl chimed in “those sliders are a nightmare. Even most grown ups don’t do well with them. Besides, now you get to pick out some fun upgrades. Well a few of them anyways. More come at the end”\n\n\tThe next menu came up and Molly was quick to read though them as well. So quick in fact that Ann barely got a chance to glance at what horrors the increasingly eager marten was lining up for her. “I want her to have copper eyes.” Molly said firmly. At least as firmly as she could “Plus something that’ll make her eyes bad so she can’t see well like I said before. Then I think I want this. The ‘I-see-U’ thing. It says it can record everything we do and make sure she always remembers it. Right?”\n\n\t“Technically yes” the mink girl nodded “It means we have to lock in a few other upgrades as well. But with that and some basic ear augments we should be able to set it up so she records everything with perfect clarity. Plus it will allow us to keep her vision focus muddled and make her near or far sighted.”\n\n\t“What do we need for that?” Molly asked innocently \n\n\t“Some kind of metabolic hive. That’s the thing which lets all the other little machines get power. We hook it up in her tummy and then it makes sure all the food she eats breaks down completely and the extra is all energy for the lil robots. We already put a special data jack in her, all blanks get them. So that will set up to transmit to your family cloud and save everything. Then we just expand her memory some. Don’t worry we’ll just throw in the standard ‘clearmem‘ upgrades later.”\n\n\t“Well ok. For now I want the I-see-U thing, and copper eyes that need glasses. Plus the ear thingies.”\n\n\t“Lil sirens.” The Doberman corrected “They make sure she has to hear what you say no matter what. Plus they record audio and play any audio you want in her ears any time you want. She is your toy after all.”\n\n\tAnn watched in horror as each check box was clicked. Molly authorizing it when it asked to add the needed enhancements to continue.\n\n\tBy the time they got to the body Molly was already starting to get confident, which was a bad thing for Ann. She actually added a bit of height, took away some of the baby fat Ann had on her. That ended up including the modest chest the girl was already developing. She gave her a tiny bit more of a butt too.\n\n\t“You know you could give her a bigger chest if you want.” Her mother giggled\n\n\t“Or set it up so hers gets bigger later too. We have Rejuvasculpt-C stuff in there. That’s like the stuff mommies and daddys use if they get Rejuv treatments, only better. Cause it’s meant for little cubs like you. That means you can change how she’s going to grow too.”\n\n\t“I can?” Molly gasped\n\n\tAt this point poor Ann could only guess at what the little freak girl was adding. Tears streamed down her face and though her new fur. The itching alone was enough to drive her mad. \n\n\t“Ooh what’s this?” Molly gasped as she opened the next panel.\n\n\t“Gender” the Doberman chuckled “Some times the blank is a boy, but should be a girl. Or the blank is a girl who should be a boy. Or sometimes the blank should be a hermie. We use the sculpting nanites for that too. The full boy to girl or girl to boy is a lot more expensive. But for girls the herm formula is far more manageable.”\n\n\tInnocent as she was, Molly couldn’t help but look the options over for a moment. She looked up into Anns eyes. There was fire there. Rage. Terror. Every fiber of Anns body was screaming not to. Screaming for her to stop. Screaming for her parents to come and save her. \n\n\tThe tech-paralyzed girl sobbed and shuddered as the silent screamed hovered in her throat. “You stupid little bitch.” The goat screamed in her own mind “I don’t know what you did or what you think you’re doing but this isn’t funny. When my mommy finds out you guys are going to be in big trouble. A-and if she, if she did this then she will be too. This isn’t funny. Let me go! Let me go!”\n\n\tLittle Molly noticed none of this. Nervously reached up and hit a different selection tab than the default, blushing hard and looking away nervously as she gazed up to her mother for approval.\n\n\t“Well.” the older woman sighed “I suppose she is your friend after all. You always did want the little hermie girls to notice you” The woman smirked as she scratched the back of her head “Fine. But if we’re going to do that…” She reached over to the two sliders by the option. One for member size now, and one for size as an adult. She scooted the first one up a bit, and the second up near the maximum\n\n\tBoth sales girls snickered a bit at that.\n\n\tMolly looked up at her mom and whined softly for a moment. The thrill draining from her just a bit. “Uh, Mommy. Are you sure this is ok? I mean what if I mess up? What if she doesn’t like what I like? I don’t wanna make my new bestie sad or anything.”\n\n\tThe older woman smiled and bent down as she ran a hand over the girls hair “Sweetheart. Of course she’ll like it. I keep telling you she’s a toy. She likes what you like, and if she doesn’t then she’s wrong.” The woman kissed her daughters forehead and hugged her close “It’s ok to take what you want this time baby. It’s your gift. Her life is about making you happy. So no worries ok?”\n\n\t“Ok Mommy” Molly sighed ‘Sorry. I didn’t want to make anyone upset.” She looked at the Doberman and smiled wide “So, when does her body change around? I mean her new fur looks real pretty. I really like the freckles” Molly said with a small giggle.\n\n\t“Not just yet.” The Doberman said with a soft grin “The Mind is the most important part. \n\n\tBoth Ann and Molly were thrown for a loop by that. Molly more from her growing eagerness. Ann simply out of her mind terrified. \n\n\t“Ok Molly this part should be easy, you don‘t have to touch anything. Just close your eyes and think nice and hard, and make a wish. A real wish.. What kind of girl do you want to be your special friend for the rest of forever?” The Doberman cooed as she brought up another Holo display.\n\n\tInnocently, almost perversely so, Molly cupped her hands over her heart and let out a sigh. She closed her eyes, and smiled. “My bestest friend should be sweet, and kind, and honest. She likes books and games, especially the ones with the dice that Daddy teaches me. She knows all the coolest imported holos. Chemistry and astronomy and lots of stuff about starships. She wants me to be the boss because she likes me and thinks I’m cool… and she won’t let anyone pick on me. She never leaves me alone and never goes away, and she loves me lots… if that’s ok.”\n\n\tMost of those present seemed to be a bit misty eyed as they heard that. The Doberman especially unable to help but choke up a bit as she typed away on a sea of little check box options. Even Molly was hugging herself at that point.\n\n\t“I… I swear” Ann groaned to herself in her silent, trapped state “If I ever get out of this I’m going to make you pay. I’ll make you all pay. Nobody is going to turn me into some dweeby little goodie two shoes. Nobody. I won’t do it. I won’t. You can’t make me”\n\n\tWhile she said the little wishing prayer the Doberman was busy tapping her hand away on a holo panel. The paralyzed goat glanced angrily at her scheming for a moment as her eyes caught sight of what she was typing. One of the tabs had the word ‘nerdification’ on it, with several boxes mentioning things like ‘spacecraft’ and ‘chemistry’ ticked off. Along with something she recognized. ‘Blitzbrain’. An augment they put in to people that made them a lot smarter. Somehow that just made what was coming that much worse.\n\n\t“Ok kiddo, I think it’s all locked in.” The dobie murred as she got the last few data points in place. “Just one last question and we can move on to the main event. Just use that slider and show us how much you want your little bestie to love you.”\n\n\tA large slider with a heart beside it appeared on the holo display. Molly looked at it bewildered. “Wouldn’t I want her to love me the mostest?” She asked.\n\n\t“Yeah. But everyone wants that. This will help make sure you show all your love, so she can show all of hers..”\n\n\tTechnically it was all a show. Sure one could set it to blind obedience and hatred of the new owner. But since it was for kids the slider was mostly there to add a bit of agency to the process.\n\n\tIn reality the slider simply controlled fixation on the owner. Mental pathways rewritten to give all the classic signs of true love from the one the toy was registered to. It had limits to make sure the pet didn’t get dangerously low and turn dangerous, or so high that the feelings would resemble an inappropriate amount of ‘true love’\n\n\tJay smirked as she turned that limiter off.\n\n\tMolly took a deep breath, sighed, and slid the slider as hard as she could. Her finger swiping fast and hard enough that it almost caused her to fall over.\n\n\t“There. That should be everything.” Jay cooed \n\n\t“Actually, if I may” Becky interjected as she walked over by the canine. She whispered something into Jays heavily pierced ear and smirked.\n\n\tJay smirked back, She opened a panel and clicked another little check box on the readout, ‘masochist’. Stepping aside a moment to allow the older woman to add in a nice little bevy of fetishes for later.\n\n\tConsidering the view of the womans rear Jay managed to get, that little break in protocol was worth any punishment later.\n\n\t“There. Now it’s finished.” Becky said as she walked back over to her child.\n\n\t“Now” Leena nodded “the last injection was general soft nanites just needed to change around how her fur follicles work. That’s why we administered it on its own. The rest of this is a lot of harder stuff that we…”\n\n\t“Lee. Hush.” Jay sighed “Sorry about that. It’s just a special little love juice really. The machine is going to cook it up now and when it’s all ready…”\n\n\tOnce again the lid at the top of the tube played its music and flashed its lights. This time Ann could see it, and it horrified her. Sickened her. The goat girl watching as the cacophony blared on in celebration while she stood stone still. \n\n\tThe drone hovered down again the hypo far larger and more menacing now. The thick spray injection system slowly begin pushed up against her new and shockingly sensitive forehead. Cool hard metal against warm flesh.\n\n\tIt went in with a sickening thunk.\n\n\t“You stupid bitch!” Ann thought to herself as she gasped and shivered in panic “I’ll never love you. I’d never love a dweeb anyways. Especially not you! I don’t care what they’re putting in me. I’ll hate you. I’ll always hate you.”\n\n\tThe liquid seemed to do its work quickly. Her body shook as she felt her baby fat melting to liquid. The slight plump melting away as her bones began to creak and ache. The whole world slowly began to grow smaller and smaller. Her skin stretching out and itching as new fur filled in the gaps. It felt like it should hurt. Felt like it should be brutal. In fact it kind of was.\n\n\tBut it also made her feel funny. Feel good.\n\n\tThe grip of whatever had held her in place finally burned out as Ann collapsed to her knees and clutched her arms around her chest. She could feel the strange and should-be unpleasant sensations rippling though her. Chest heaving and head tucking a bit into her shoulder. She gripped and pawed at her head as she tried to get ahold of herself. Ann struggled to keep focus. Molly. That was it. She hated Molly. Whatever they were doing to her it was because of Molly and so she had to hate that dweeby, simpering, soft, downy little thing.\n\n\tAnn groaned as she ran her hand over her flatish chest. The skin injections had made her painfully sensitive. A finger bumped her nipple and the poor thing bleated in sudden and unwelcome pleasure. She looked up at Molly. Ann could already feel her vision blurring. Her eyes hurt. They watered. It felt like something was creeping in to them from the back as the world around her started to skew and twist. \n\n\t“S-stop it. Knock it off. You can’t do this to me.” Ann thought. She tried to say it, tried to get something more than whiny bleats out of her throat as she gazed hatefully at Molly. But not too hatefully. It wasn’t her fault after all. She was so sweet, and innocent. She looked like some of the girls on the playground at school. The kids in the lower classes that Ann picked on sometimes. Beat up some times. Why did she do that? Why did she always push them around?\n\n\t“Because I’m better, that’s why. I’m the best… I think” the bratty goat girl winced and shook her head to shake the doubt away. “Y-yeah. I’m the best. I can fight this stuff. I’m going to punch that girl right in her cute little nose!”\n\n\tShe wiggled her slowly growing little bubble rump as her new, streaky hair brushed against her neck and the new fur giving her a soft little shiver. There was this odd, twisted little itch right above her cunny. A strangely pleasant yet utterly unpleasant sensation that made her twitch as her mind started to haze.\n\n\tHer trembling paw scratched, and then started to rub at her pelvis. The poor cub bit her lip at the odd and pleasurable sensation. A sensation that kept growing the more she scratched, the more she rubbed. Especially at one spot where a small lump was forming.\n\n\t“Hate her. Hate them. Stupid dweeb. Stupid, dumb, cute little nerd” she thought as she caught sight of the smiling, bouncing brown furred figure. The more she saw her the harder it was to hate. Yet the more she wanted to hate. “D-darn it just, just go away you dweeb. I don’t’ want you looking at my naked, at my ugly little body… a-and my doofy freckles. You’re just going to pick on me. Or, or maybe you just won’t like me.”\n\n\tAs the thought passed though her head a sharp tinge of wrongly wonderful pleasure shivered though Anns hips. He paw wrapped around something thick and warm and hard. She started to stroke it almost on instinct, all the while becoming ever more aware, ever more self conscious of those eyes on her. More than that she could feel her memory and mind slowly sharpening. It felt like something was speaking, whispering in her mind. A little incoming ‘tingle’ from around her data jack.\n\n\tHer mind struggled to process the new information as it flooded in. Chemistry principals, especially inorganic chemistry. Game rules and books she’d read. Especially technical readouts for the different ships the Avalon conglomerate and Yggdrasil employed. They were some of the best.\n\n\tBetween these new little thoughts dancing in her brain and the crushing pleasure of her new appendage it was getting so hard to think or focus on anything. Well, almost anything. She could focus on Molly of course. Focus on the blushing freckly girl who was looking at her with wide eyed wonder. It was so embarrassing, having such a cute girl looking at her like that. The poor little goat wanted to hide her body. She wanted to turn away and hide from letting that sweet thing, letting pretty Molly, see her dirty ugly body. Just the flittering thoughts of how much she hated her body though, and how embarrassed she was to have Molly watching. Something about that simply drove the goat girls immature lust. She felt a tingling somewhere in her tummy, and the more it went on the more it felt like she could keep stroking herself for days, if Molly wanted her to.\n\n\tShe couldn’t focus on that though. Couldn’t focus on anything really. Except that downy brown fur, and the freckles, and those cute kind of chubby cheeks. The way Mollys glasses rested on her face. “She’s really kind of cute when she giggles” Ann thought to herself as she shivered a bit harder. Her fingers tensing “This is really kind of embarrassing. I don’t want her to see me like this. B-but it, but I kinda feels good. Really good.” The pleasure swirled in her head. Making it hard to focus on anything but the sensation of showing the girl she liked, that she like-liked, such a shameful, wrong display.\n\n\tShe jolted upright as something, something not her own, started to speak into her mind. The voice was stiff and mechanical, somehow wonderfully unfeeling.\n\n\t“New personality matrix, set. Old personality files, recycled. Non-critical memory files, recycled. Previous identity files. Recycled.”\n\n\tThe goat didn’t know what any of that meant. She didn’t understand what any of those words meant to her. But whatever she had been feeling a moment ago was gone… or she thought it was gone. Replaced by the shy thrill of being seen by such a cute, cool, special girl. Being watched and judged like the toy she was.\n\n\t“Preparations complete.” The voice said firmly “Awaiting units name and identification. User Molly set as sole owner.”\n\n\t“Ok Molly. Now it’s time to pick a name.” Jay said “Have you got a good one?”\n\n\tMolly nodded “I’ve thought tons ever since My Mommy and Daddy said they were getting me a new friend. It was real hard, but only one name really works for me.”\n\n\tThe girl walked up to the tube and looked at her. The nice streaked black hair, the soft white fur, the pretty body blushing so hard. The freckles, the squinting copper eyes already showing signs of strain.\n\n\tMolly put her hand to the glass over that of the other girl, and nodded. “Y-your name is Rachel.”\n\n--------------------------\n\n\t“Let’s see. I think the premium regeneration hive is going to be important. Can’t have an accident taking our little ones friend from her now can we.” Becky nodded as she looked over the add-ons from the catalogue. “And this ‘Stallion 7’ upgrade. It does what I think it does?” She asked looking at the sales girls.\n\n\t“Quantity, volume and production rate.” Jay winked “Also endurance if you get the plus package.”\n\n\t“Go with it.” Becky giggled “We already splurged. What’s three hundred creds more?”\n\n\t“I-is this ok, Rachel?” Molly asked as she held up a school uniform quite similar to her own. The skirt a bit shorter and top just different enough that the blouse and vest wouldn’t be mistaken for the real thing… though one would struggle to tell otherwise.\n\n\t“I told you dear it doesn’t matter. She’s yours, remember? You make all the decisions Molly sweetie.” Becky said as she continued to brows the options.\n\n\tMolly trotted up beside her mother and glanced at the form of her Rachel now shivering as she sat still in the tube. She looked up at her mother a moment and watched what she was doing, tilting her head a bit. “Mommy, what’s that?” she asked as she pointed to a picture of a nondescript slave from behind with a corset piercing. “That dear? Oh well I’m picking out a few more accessories since we may as well. That one puts a little thing in girls like your Rachel to give them custom piercings. They form right out of the body too.”\n\n\t“Y-you mean like what Miss Jay has?” she asked eagerly.\n\n\t“Kinda kiddo. Only I gotta buy mine. Mom and dad won’t let me get anything like that until ‘I can pay for it myself’. The Doberman grumped.\n\n\t“Once little Rachel has finished settling we can inject another compound to install these colonies too. We just had to make sure the basic body is done first and that she looks ok. Plus we have to adjust the new little goodies to fit her size”\n\n\t“So, how’s it going blowing my big bonus?” A voice chuckled from the shop opening.\n\n\t“Daddy!” Molly blinked and turned quickly. She ran up to the sharp looking mule woman sporting a white and grey three piece suit. The young cub hopping into her arms and nuzzling up hard.\n\n\tCora grinned and hugged her daughter extra tight before setting her back down. “Sorry I’m late. DeSalvo left the whole office a wreck when he left. I’ve been sifting though data all day making sure he didn’t cause any more damage.”\n\n\t“What did he do?” Becky asked “I mean it must have been pretty bad considering the… well you know.” the woman nodded as subtly as she could towards the tube where Rachel, formerly Ann, sat still and silent. Her body awaiting the final touches for this visit.\n\n\tThe mule nodded softly “Yeah. All for a ticket off station before security could nab him. Wish I could say I felt worse about it.” Cora looked up at her former bosses daughter. She’d met the little goat before. Arrogant, selfish, quite a spoiled little brat. Same with her mom truthfully. Still it seemed a bit excessive. \n\n\t“You really shouldn’t dear.” Becky sighed “We were going to do this anyways and after talking to the Bee with an itch” she said as appropriately as she could around Mollys little ears “I think the two are getting off light. Besides, that nasty little brat might have ended up in Mollys class next year.”\n\n\t“Mommy, daddy? What are you two talking about?” Molly asked\n\n\t“Oh nothing sweetie” Cora said with a chuckle “Just a bad man who tried selling an arm daddy made to the Drasi’s… No offense you two.\n\n\tBoth Jay and Leena shook their heads “Forever friend is a direct affiliate with Yggrasil galactic LLC. It is in no way held responsible for the acts of other affiliates or subsidiaries.” They said in a rehearsed unison.\n\n\t“Well that’s nice to know. Always feel bad about trashing another corp in their own store. Nevermind. We have an appointment at the Renee‘s upstairs. You know considering they do basically the exact same thing I have to wonder why you guys get your own shop.”\n\n\tThe pair smirked a bit as Jay shrugged. “Why else? Ours is magic!”\n\n\tCora sighed and rolled her eyes. “Okay then. You about ready kid?” Cora chuckled as she glanced to her daughter.\n\n\t“Almost Daddy” the little martin beamed as she walked up and started to pick out a few more things. Beaming the whole time as she kept glancing down at the newly reformatted goat girl. “Hey, Rachel.” She giggled\n\n\tThe goat toy looked up slowly.\n\n\t“I… I L-love you” Molly giggled as she went back to her little menu.\n\n\tRachel hid her face in her hands and squealed. Her memory was hazy, almost nonexistent, but she could feel joy welling in her heart to hear those words. Feel it flutter in a way she was sure it never had before. She hid that now freckled little face in her hands and squealed loudly. A soft bleat leaving her lips. She watched Molly hit the button and instinctively offered the back of her neck up for the hypo, trembling in nervous contentment. “I love you too, Molly. Forever and evers” she blurted. Meaning it from the bottom of her heart.\n\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Friends Forever:

By TerraMGP

\tCora Silver glanced at the clock. Three minutes. It was almost enough to make one agree with that old saying about a watched clock. Or pot. Or whatever it was. These nights at work had been getting later and later. What were standard six hour days had turned to seven, then eight, then ten. If it was something hourly that might be something. But as it was this severely cut in to her family time.

\t“Silver” a loud voice barked. Cora looked up and sighed as she saw her boss approaching.

\t“Silver you have got to be kidding me. I told you to have the new casing ready a week ago. You can’t tell me you still haven’t finished.

\tCora glanced at the aging porcupine with her most cool, collected and professional expression. A mask she had been wearing more and more lately. One that was strained near the breaking point. “To be honest, Mister DeSalvo, I haven’t. This isn’t a simple matter of slapping a new sheen on an older model. I told you it would take at least two months to get this right”

\t“Two months if you took normal work days, and I told you how long we have.“ The graying man growled as he put a hand on her cube.

\t“I have to be very precise with the placement of the sensory receptors. We’ve never tried to switch the tactiles on and off this fast before. If I do it wrong then the whole arm could end up as one big bundle of pain any time it’s switched on.” The coal colored mule gripped the side of her head as the dizziness of another headache started to come on. She took a deep breath and tried to calm her nerves as the knots in her neck tensed.

\t“Look silver I don’t care what your excuse is. I gave the board a time table and if it fails you’re out on your ass. Got me?” The man leaned down and narrowed his eyes a bit, looking into the gold-flecked orange-shifted orbs of his subordinate.

\tCora nodded slowly. She had to. She may not make bad money, but the station was expensive. Avalon Cybernetics took care of it’s employees… those who got fired on the other hand usually ran out of options quickly.

\t“Good. Well then I suppose I’ll leave you to it. I have a little celebration at home so I’m taking off a bit early. You know when I took you on, Silver, I figured you’d end up taking my job some day. At this rate I’m going to be getting booted upstairs any time now. Somehow I don’t see you getting the big chair.” The man walked off with a slow, measured pace.

\tCora shivered and reached for a thick gel stress rod beside her, squeezing the thing near to the breaking point.

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\t“Jay! You’re late. The manager’s going to be mad at you.” Leena, a pink furred mink with thick blonde hair pouted as she looked down the mall district hallway.

\t“Oh I’m not that late.” Jay muttered as she hurried herself along. The Doberman girl fidgeted with her gold trimmed blue vest and the buttons on her cream-white blouse. Her tail waggling frantically in spite of herself.

\t“Fifteen minutes is a lot.” Leena pouted “And besides I was getting really lonely. Worse, what would happen if a customer came by?”

\tJay smirked as she got her vest fixed and reached into the pocket, pulling out a small plastic case which held her simpler, more appropriate work piercings. The fuzzy-furred Doberman gave her counterpart a sideways glance as they took their places before either of the large red pillars framing the opening of the small store. A sign suspended between them reading ‘Forever Friend’ in big, bright multi colored block lettering.

\tLeena fidgeted and wriggled as she looked between her fellow worker and the crowd of people. Her antsy nervous energy soon had the mink girl toying and tugging at the hem of her skirt as she so often did. “So do you think we’ll get any customers today?” She asked nervously. “Like real customers? Not just people who want a tune up?”

\t“What do you care?” Jay shrugged “Technically you need the money even less than I do. Besides my folks wouldn’t let that happen. I don’t think.”

\t“But what if they did?” Leena whined ‘What if they made you go away and then I wouldn’t get to talk with you, and play with you, and watch cute girls with you. I mean I know the job is kinda boring. But I bet it’d be even more kinda boring if you had to go find a job at like, the food court or something. Then we’d never get to talk. I’m not allowed to eat any of the stuff there.”

\t“God, tone down the dramatics.” Jay muttered as she looked around the main passage of people once more. Watching the other shops and milling patrons for signs of patrons. “Ok. Cool it, Lee. We have a customer.” Jay shifted her posture up straight and put on a nice big smile, the sardonic teen melting away with cool reflex as she looked at the approaching customers. “Why hello! Welcome to Forever Friend. Where you get your special bested friend forever. My names Jay.”

\t“My name’s Lee.” the pink-streaked mink giggled

\t“And you must be our guest today.” Jay said with a huge smile.

\tThe mother looked quite pleased with the reception already. She was rather nice looking Marten. Probably in her thirties or forties, but with the hints of a light rejuv treatment having recently been applied. “Why yes we are. Actually it’s this special little girl here. Isn’t that right Molly?”

\tThe young girl quickly ducked behind her mother. She hit about the typical range for their customers from the looks of it. Probably about eight or nine at most. She had the traditional tartan and vest of New Avalon Corporate school, along with a heavy messenger bag hanging from her shoulder.

\t“Well aren’t you just the cutest little thing!” Leena all but squealed.

\tJay rolled her eyes a bit but nodded all the same leaning down to get a bit closer to eye level with the girl. “Now don’t worry. We won’t bite. We’re here to make sure you have the absolute bestest time here today. Honest.” The dobie girl held her hand out slowly. The little stud in her nostril glowing with a soft little green light.

\t“W-whats that?” Molly muttered as she poked her head out from behind her mothers back.

\t“Oh ya like that? Mood stud. Basically uses a little thermistor and light to change colors based on my mood. It’s super old tech but it’s coming back” she giggled “Of course I think you’re still a bit too short for one of these. Huh lee?”

\t“Yuh huh.” Leena giggled “Besides I think you look pretty just like you are.”

\tMolly blinked and blushed a bit. The freckle pattern on her cheeks coming out ever so slightly. “Y-you think so?” she muttered “I dun think I’m that pretty. My parents say I am though. But they won’t let me get any treatments… they say I gotta make friends being me or I won’t be happy.”

\t“It’s been a bit of a problem.” The older Marten sighed.

\tJay nodded and stood back up to look the woman in the eye. “Well don’t you worry Mrs…”

\t“Becky, please. I don’t need a Mrs, or a ma’am, or anything like that. I’m still nowhere near old enough for that.”

\t“Ok, Becky.” Jay sighed. The woman was a bit self conscious… but with her curves and her nice round ass, that impressive chest, short cropped brown hair with a few white highlights… the woman was a MILF.

\tProbably good then that the dobie girl kept herself in chastity for times like this.

\t“Well, Becky, I can totally grok what you’re throwing out there. Don’t worry though. That’s why we’re here. Because everyone deserves a special little friend. Someone to love and play with and be super besties forever with. So what do ya say Mollykins? Ready to make your own Best friend forever?”

\tMolly folded her ears back a moment and looked around the shop. It was the same typical box from just about anywhere in the mall in terms of size. Bright blues and greens painted on the wall with plenty of pictures of happy cubs playing and laughing painted on it. There were machines. Lots of confusing machines. A conveyer belt, a mag-lift arm, a strange clear glass tube sitting in the middle, all were wrapped up in faux wood and painted bright colors looking almost comical and cartoonish.

\tThe whole thing reminded Molly of those old Holos her mom would show her about Christmas stuff and Santa, when kids got lost in a land of toys. The little cub had to admit that she was enjoying herself far more than she had expected.

\t“Ok Mollykins. Now I know in most places where you get toys you just go in and pick out what you want so they’ll print it. Here though it’s a bit different. Now you’re a big girl so I think it’ll be more fun to walk you though the whole process, ok?”

\t“O-okay Miss Jay.” she said softly.

\t“Nah kid, it’s just Jay.”

\t“And I’m Leena” the mink said happily, before wincing at her own stupid little reflex.

\t“Now come on, first thing we do is go over to the chute. That‘s where the blanks are set up.”

\t“Blanks?” Molly asked. “What’s a blank?”

\t“That’s what we make your bestist friend ever out of, silly. We can do lots of stuff to a blank. Change it any way you want. Our parent company, Yggdrasil, makes lots of em. Well, we make lots of other slaves too. But only the specialist little things get to be used for this.”

\tLeena took her place beside a colorful little console next to the conveyer belt and Becky slipped up next to her. “Actually.” she whispered “We already got something special sent here to use for the material. It’s this complicated thing with her daddys work. That blank is specially for us. If you don’t mind.”

\tThe mink blinked and tilted her head a bit. She racked her brain a moment as the little light on her colorful datajack swirled and twirled, finally stopping as she nodded. “Ah yes. You got it Mrs… Becky. Miss Becky. I was going to say Becky. I was. Honest.”

\tLeena flicked a switch and put her hand on the control pad. The machine shuddered to life with a groan. A cheery, bubblegummy Norsepop tune started to play. A hit by some cute little idol, Alva something or other.

\tThe Mink started to dance awkwardly to the tune, wriggling and wiggling her rear as she did. A nice big grin on her lips. “Now you see Molly.” She said over the music “First the blank comes out. This one is special. Just for you.” As she said it a large gift box started to roll out on the belt. Moving past several pointless meters and scanners that all looked like something out of a kids cartoon and showed things like ‘love’ and ‘friendship’ being off the charts. The two workers led the cub along the conveyer belt. Letting her watch as the box rolled along slowly until finally stopping at the other end of the line.

\tJay gripped Mollys shoulder gently and moved her up behind a large joystick with a comically huge trigger “Now this is the best part, Kiddo. You use this joystick to move the arm over the box and pop it open. Then take out your very own Best Friend to be! Pretty cool huh?”

\t“Me? W-why me? I mean you guys work here.” Molly asked nervously as she looked between them.

\t“Because it’s your gift, silly.” Leena cooed “She’s yours after all. All yours. Forever.”

\tMolly blinked and nodded as she put her hand on the joystick. Shivering and shaking as she moved it around slowly and carefully. The thing mag arm was special. It had been tuned to compensate for the movements of younger or less coordinated kids and help them feel they were doing things correctly. Both girls working there new that. Molly didn’t though and she was exceedingly careful as she slowly moved the arm over the box and lowered it with nervous precision over the box lid itself.

\tThe Pincer clamped on the second she got close enough. Digging in hard and pulling up slowly. Molly managed to move the lid aside and moved the claw back into position, not that it could really go anywhere else. Again it dipped in and slowly pulled back out, revealing a nude, passive, semi conscious goat girl dangling from the arms grasp.

\t“Hey, t-that just looks like a normal girl” Molly said as she tilted her head. The goat was about her age. Blonde hair cut short and a build just barely starting to fill out. It was hard to see her face, though the rest was on full display.

\t“Nope, she’s special. Because she was picked just for you.” It was what Jay would have said regardless. This time it was a bit more accurate. It was honestly kind of cute. It also meant her parents must be absolutely loaded.

\tMolly let the arm rise and looked at the two workers for a moment, then her mother. This was far more autonomy than she was used to. Her daddy especially liked to take charge with everything. This much empowerment was almost scary.

\t“Now then. Just take the blank over to the tube and we’ll show you how this all goes down.” Jay said “You’re doing great by the way. Especially for a first timer.”

\t“First timer?” Molly blinked.

\t“Yuh huh. Some people just like to come in here and make more friends.” Jay looked at the mother a moment to read her face, then back at Molly “But personally I think that’s kinda silly. You can have lots of friends, lots of toys too. But this is supposed to be your favorite toy. Your most special friend. Just for you.”

\tMolly blushed a bit and smiled at that. If she was honest with herself the young girl was more than a bit nervous about coming here. She didn’t like people. She didn’t want friends. No matter how much Mommy and Daddy tried to push and insist on her having them. No matter what they tried.

\tThis seemed nice though. It seemed comfy, and right, and good.

\tThe little tingle in her heart sent a shiver though the cubs spine as she moved her blank toy slowly over towards the big bright shiny tube sitting in the middle of the room. She centered the girl over it slowly and carefully. Still as precise as ever, but a bit more confident in her movements.

\tWhen she was over the tube Molly pulled the trigger and watched as the claw lowered the unconscious girl into the thing. A lid that looked like half of a wrapped candy ball folded over on top and sealed the tube in place. Blinking and flashing lights as it went through it’s overly dramatic ‘warm up’ routine.

\t“Ohh that’s kind of neat.” Molly giggled.

\t“Yuh huh” Leena agreed, just as enthralled as the younger girl by the display.

\tThey all stood and watched as the tube blinked and sang and came to life in a cacophony of childlike beauty and wonderment. Then it stopped, and a loud ‘ta-da’ noise chimed out though the shop.

\t“Wow. That was really cool” Molly giggled as she moved up next to her mother and took the woman by the hand. “W-what now?”

\t“Now?” Jay said with a grin. “now is when the fun starts. See a blank is just a blank. That’s why we have… options!” A nice, bright holographic display popped up over the front of the tube. Jay and Leena took their places on either side of the thing with a big grin.

\tThis is where it all got good.

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\tAnn shivered as she finally started to stir. The world around her coming into a slow and steady focus. Her head hurt. Her body hurt. Her body felt stiff. The young goat felt like she’d just done a week of sleepovers in one night and spent every one of them in a sleeping bag on the floor.

\tExcept she wasn’t in a sleeping bag, or in her pajamas. As her mind slowly came to Ann realized she wasn’t even laying down. She was standing. Worse still she couldn’t move.

\tHer mind slowly twisted and drifted as it pulled itself from the haze. Something had happened. The last thing she could recall was still hazy and vague. She had been at home, talking with her Mom over a chat. Trying to deflect some stupid accusation that she got another kid to do her homework. Admittedly it was true, but there was no way she’d admit to that.

\tIt was hard to remember much after that, but the little goat could feel her body shaking as she stood there. Her senses slowly returning bit by bit.

\tAnn could hear voices talking. A bit off and metallic sounding, coming though some kind of speaker system. She could hear a bunch of different people, and as the haze cleared from her eyes she could see them too. At least somewhat. A pair of slightly familiar dark-furred Martens, along with a couple girls in uniforms. It felt like it should all be familiar to her. That it should be clicking to life in her head. Really she felt that she should be far more terrified than she was.

\t“Ok there Mollykins here’s how this all goes” one of the uniformed figures giggled “The blank in there is for you. Now normally we’d have let you pick a few other things first. Like Species and gender and all that. That’s what Leena would do over at the controls. That way we help the machine find every little cubs special blank. But this one is extra special just for you. That does mean there are some limits though. She’s still gonna be a goat after all. Most places can’t change that you know.”

\t“Yeah I know.” the little girl, Molly nodded “It’s ok. I’m not picky like that. I think another girl will be a good friend… and she’s a real pretty goat”

\tThe Doberman woman chimed in “Well yeah. But she can be a lot prettier.”

\tAnn blinked as she heard that. By now the goat girl could feel eyes on her. She was slowly starting to realize that her body was exposed and on display for the four figures. The very notion filled her with little pinpricks of muted rage and fear. Her body trembling as she tried to look around. Her mother. Her mother had to be here. Maybe this was some kind of twisted punishment. If so, Ann was going to give her mom a piece of her mind when this was all over.

\tThe goat looked back at the four figures and shivered as the feelings she knew she should be having slowly trickled in. The fact that her emotions were so out of sort hit her almost as hard as the agonizing sensation of being immobile.

\t“First thing is first.” the mink said matter of factly as she stood at attention. “We flood the chamber with DR-187 Compound. In her case type E.”

\t

\t“DR-1...whatever. What’s that?” The Molly girl asked

\t“She means de-furer” the Doberman sighed.

\tAnn could feel the knot of terror growing wild in her stomach. She tensed hard now. Her eyes looking frantically from side to side for some way to escape. Someone to help. She looked down at the tip of her muzzle and started to shiver. Trapped and helpless. Only able to listen.

\t“I don’t know. I think her fur is ok.” The Molly girl said.

\tThe older woman, the marten girls mother, put a hand on her daughters back and grinned “It should be more than ok though baby. This is your special friend. She‘s supposed to be your toy. Your own special toy. That means everything about her has to make you happy.”

\t“That’s right” the dobie nodded “You can give her any kind of fur you want. Any pattern or shade or color. Plus we offer the same kinds of specialty fur treatments that high-end spas use.”

\tEven as they spoke Ann could smell something strange in the chamber. She watched a fine, slightly yellow mist falling down from the ceiling and cascading over her. Fluttering slowly past her eyes even as the top of her head started to itch, then tingle, then burn.

\tAnn let out a silent scream as she realized what was happening. The burning spreading as her hair and fur slowly started to slump off and flutter down her now nude furless body to the floor below. Peeling off in layers.

\t“Well. I mean it’s kind of hard to choose then. I don’t wanna get something I don’t like. Or she doesn’t like.” Molly said as she looked up at Ann. Somehow the mealy mouthed little half-assed display of indecisiveness managed to wrench a fresh spike of hate and contempt out of Anns young heart.

\tHer mother giggled a bit and ran a hand through her hair “What did I just say sweetie? She‘s a toy. You don’t have to worry so much about it. She‘ll like whatever you like.” the woman said matter of factly.

\tAnn could have told them how wrong they were, if she could move.

\t“Now then. we both know you don’t like Blondes now don’t we sweetie. Miss Leena here not withstanding I’m sure” The older martin giggled “Plus you have been a bit upset that everyone teases you over your freckles.”

\t“Yuh huh…” Molly nodded. “Lots of the bigger girls who pick on me are blonde. I know that’s not fair but still.”

\tMolly looked up at the readout. From her vantage point Ann could see what the Molly girl was doing, if just barely. She watched those eyes going over the various options slowly and carefully, struggling to read the backwards written things in time with the girl getting fawned over.

\t“Sniveling little bitch.” Ann thought to herself “Just let me have my body back. I’ll show you what blonde bullies do.”

\tShe watched the tentative but growing joy on the Molly girls face as she started to sift and poke though the options.

\t“Ok Mommy. If I pick too much stuff you’ll be sure to stop me. Right? I don’t wanna make you or Daddy mad.” The girl muttered meekly.

\t“Just pick what you want Molly” her mother sighed.

\t“Well ok then.” Molly nodded “If hair and fur stuff is first then I want her to have… black hair. Wiiiith green highlights in it. But I want to use this hair here. The Sylk-E one.”

\t“Ohhh good choice.” The mink giggled “That modification works to reshape the hair follicles on the genetic level and ensure not only pigment but strength and texture too. We can add it to her hair and fur if you want to.”

\t“Yeah ok. But with the fur she’s gotta have freckles. Plus I want her to need glasses too. I really like my glasses. I know I don’t need em. But she should. Then she’ll have to like them too.”

\t“What the fuck?” Ann thought as she strained to drag her arms up “No you don’t. You aren’t going to screw with my eyes. This fur thing is bad enough. But don’t you dare screw with my eyes you little psycho!”

\t“Ok then so Sylk-E on hair and fur, with preset pigment patterns, and you want her to stay white, right?” the Doberman asked

\t“For now yeah. But a really bright white. Buuut maybe black along the tips for most of it too. I mean besides her face.”

\t“Ok. We can always adjust this stuff later if you want kid. Nothing’s set in stone.” the Doberman murred.

\tAnn watched helplessly as a little hovering micro drone fell down from the ceiling. The thing little more than a single spinning repulsion bulb to keep it hovering in the tank and a rather scary looking medical hypo. The hovering thing zoomed in quickly and pushed the hypo up against her now bare flesh. There was a sharp sting, and another higher up in her scalp. The itching was already starting again.

\t“Now for the eyes, and the face. The whole head really. I mean other than the hair.” The Doberman smiled and flicked down the menu.

\t“No you dumb bitch dog. I said not the eyes. Well. Thought. Something. Whatever. Stop!” Ann screamed in her head

\tThe small girl nodded nervously as she looked over her options. She looked at the head model first. There were more advanced options, but the basic controls were, like the rest, nice and kid friendly. There were three levels of customization for the face. Low, medium and high. They all had the same options, all boiled down to different one word phrases. ‘Happy’ ‘sad’ ‘smart’ ‘shy’ ‘athletic’ ‘kind’ ‘mean’ and so on. Molly went though the single-select options once. She watched as a simulation of the face changed each time.

\tAnn watched too. Eyes glued to the horror as she saw her own face warp and twist with each option. Subtle and not so subtle shifts that still ended up with something recognizably her, and yet not.

\tEventually Molly moved on to the second option which gave her the chance to play with more than one of the options at the same time. She seemed to get quite a kick out of it too, finally settling on ‘shy’, ‘kind’, and ‘wallflower’ as her three presets.

\tBy that point Ann could only gaze in horror as she felt the agonizing itch grow all over her body. Her arms, her face, her legs. Between her legs. That twisted little freak was the one responsible for this. It was the only thing she could think about beyond the pain and itch. Her breaths came in harder and faster each time. Tears starting to form in her eyes as she strained helplessly.

\t“If you want” The mink spoke up “you can go full custom on her face too.

\t“Better not” the puppy girl chimed in “those sliders are a nightmare. Even most grown ups don’t do well with them. Besides, now you get to pick out some fun upgrades. Well a few of them anyways. More come at the end”

\tThe next menu came up and Molly was quick to read though them as well. So quick in fact that Ann barely got a chance to glance at what horrors the increasingly eager marten was lining up for her. “I want her to have copper eyes.” Molly said firmly. At least as firmly as she could “Plus something that’ll make her eyes bad so she can’t see well like I said before. Then I think I want this. The ‘I-see-U’ thing. It says it can record everything we do and make sure she always remembers it. Right?”

\t“Technically yes” the mink girl nodded “It means we have to lock in a few other upgrades as well. But with that and some basic ear augments we should be able to set it up so she records everything with perfect clarity. Plus it will allow us to keep her vision focus muddled and make her near or far sighted.”

\t“What do we need for that?” Molly asked innocently

\t“Some kind of metabolic hive. That’s the thing which lets all the other little machines get power. We hook it up in her tummy and then it makes sure all the food she eats breaks down completely and the extra is all energy for the lil robots. We already put a special data jack in her, all blanks get them. So that will set up to transmit to your family cloud and save everything. Then we just expand her memory some. Don’t worry we’ll just throw in the standard ‘clearmem‘ upgrades later.”

\t“Well ok. For now I want the I-see-U thing, and copper eyes that need glasses. Plus the ear thingies.”

\t“Lil sirens.” The Doberman corrected “They make sure she has to hear what you say no matter what. Plus they record audio and play any audio you want in her ears any time you want. She is your toy after all.”

\tAnn watched in horror as each check box was clicked. Molly authorizing it when it asked to add the needed enhancements to continue.

\tBy the time they got to the body Molly was already starting to get confident, which was a bad thing for Ann. She actually added a bit of height, took away some of the baby fat Ann had on her. That ended up including the modest chest the girl was already developing. She gave her a tiny bit more of a butt too.

\t“You know you could give her a bigger chest if you want.” Her mother giggled

\t“Or set it up so hers gets bigger later too. We have Rejuvasculpt-C stuff in there. That’s like the stuff mommies and daddys use if they get Rejuv treatments, only better. Cause it’s meant for little cubs like you. That means you can change how she’s going to grow too.”

\t“I can?” Molly gasped

\tAt this point poor Ann could only guess at what the little freak girl was adding. Tears streamed down her face and though her new fur. The itching alone was enough to drive her mad.

\t“Ooh what’s this?” Molly gasped as she opened the next panel.

\t“Gender” the Doberman chuckled “Some times the blank is a boy, but should be a girl. Or the blank is a girl who should be a boy. Or sometimes the blank should be a hermie. We use the sculpting nanites for that too. The full boy to girl or girl to boy is a lot more expensive. But for girls the herm formula is far more manageable.”

\tInnocent as she was, Molly couldn’t help but look the options over for a moment. She looked up into Anns eyes. There was fire there. Rage. Terror. Every fiber of Anns body was screaming not to. Screaming for her to stop. Screaming for her parents to come and save her.

\tThe tech-paralyzed girl sobbed and shuddered as the silent screamed hovered in her throat. “You stupid little bitch.” The goat screamed in her own mind “I don’t know what you did or what you think you’re doing but this isn’t funny. When my mommy finds out you guys are going to be in big trouble. A-and if she, if she did this then she will be too. This isn’t funny. Let me go! Let me go!”

\tLittle Molly noticed none of this. Nervously reached up and hit a different selection tab than the default, blushing hard and looking away nervously as she gazed up to her mother for approval.

\t“Well.” the older woman sighed “I suppose she is your friend after all. You always did want the little hermie girls to notice you” The woman smirked as she scratched the back of her head “Fine. But if we’re going to do that…” She reached over to the two sliders by the option. One for member size now, and one for size as an adult. She scooted the first one up a bit, and the second up near the maximum

\tBoth sales girls snickered a bit at that.

\tMolly looked up at her mom and whined softly for a moment. The thrill draining from her just a bit. “Uh, Mommy. Are you sure this is ok? I mean what if I mess up? What if she doesn’t like what I like? I don’t wanna make my new bestie sad or anything.”

\tThe older woman smiled and bent down as she ran a hand over the girls hair “Sweetheart. Of course she’ll like it. I keep telling you she’s a toy. She likes what you like, and if she doesn’t then she’s wrong.” The woman kissed her daughters forehead and hugged her close “It’s ok to take what you want this time baby. It’s your gift. Her life is about making you happy. So no worries ok?”

\t“Ok Mommy” Molly sighed ‘Sorry. I didn’t want to make anyone upset.” She looked at the Doberman and smiled wide “So, when does her body change around? I mean her new fur looks real pretty. I really like the freckles” Molly said with a small giggle.

\t“Not just yet.” The Doberman said with a soft grin “The Mind is the most important part.

\tBoth Ann and Molly were thrown for a loop by that. Molly more from her growing eagerness. Ann simply out of her mind terrified.

\t“Ok Molly this part should be easy, you don‘t have to touch anything. Just close your eyes and think nice and hard, and make a wish. A real wish.. What kind of girl do you want to be your special friend for the rest of forever?” The Doberman cooed as she brought up another Holo display.

\tInnocently, almost perversely so, Molly cupped her hands over her heart and let out a sigh. She closed her eyes, and smiled. “My bestest friend should be sweet, and kind, and honest. She likes books and games, especially the ones with the dice that Daddy teaches me. She knows all the coolest imported holos. Chemistry and astronomy and lots of stuff about starships. She wants me to be the boss because she likes me and thinks I’m cool… and she won’t let anyone pick on me. She never leaves me alone and never goes away, and she loves me lots… if that’s ok.”

\tMost of those present seemed to be a bit misty eyed as they heard that. The Doberman especially unable to help but choke up a bit as she typed away on a sea of little check box options. Even Molly was hugging herself at that point.

\t“I… I swear” Ann groaned to herself in her silent, trapped state “If I ever get out of this I’m going to make you pay. I’ll make you all pay. Nobody is going to turn me into some dweeby little goodie two shoes. Nobody. I won’t do it. I won’t. You can’t make me”

\tWhile she said the little wishing prayer the Doberman was busy tapping her hand away on a holo panel. The paralyzed goat glanced angrily at her scheming for a moment as her eyes caught sight of what she was typing. One of the tabs had the word ‘nerdification’ on it, with several boxes mentioning things like ‘spacecraft’ and ‘chemistry’ ticked off. Along with something she recognized. ‘Blitzbrain’. An augment they put in to people that made them a lot smarter. Somehow that just made what was coming that much worse.

\t“Ok kiddo, I think it’s all locked in.” The dobie murred as she got the last few data points in place. “Just one last question and we can move on to the main event. Just use that slider and show us how much you want your little bestie to love you.”

\tA large slider with a heart beside it appeared on the holo display. Molly looked at it bewildered. “Wouldn’t I want her to love me the mostest?” She asked.

\t“Yeah. But everyone wants that. This will help make sure you show all your love, so she can show all of hers..”

\tTechnically it was all a show. Sure one could set it to blind obedience and hatred of the new owner. But since it was for kids the slider was mostly there to add a bit of agency to the process.

\tIn reality the slider simply controlled fixation on the owner. Mental pathways rewritten to give all the classic signs of true love from the one the toy was registered to. It had limits to make sure the pet didn’t get dangerously low and turn dangerous, or so high that the feelings would resemble an inappropriate amount of ‘true love’

\tJay smirked as she turned that limiter off.

\tMolly took a deep breath, sighed, and slid the slider as hard as she could. Her finger swiping fast and hard enough that it almost caused her to fall over.

\t“There. That should be everything.” Jay cooed

\t“Actually, if I may” Becky interjected as she walked over by the canine. She whispered something into Jays heavily pierced ear and smirked.

\tJay smirked back, She opened a panel and clicked another little check box on the readout, ‘masochist’. Stepping aside a moment to allow the older woman to add in a nice little bevy of fetishes for later.

\tConsidering the view of the womans rear Jay managed to get, that little break in protocol was worth any punishment later.

\t“There. Now it’s finished.” Becky said as she walked back over to her child.

\t“Now” Leena nodded “the last injection was general soft nanites just needed to change around how her fur follicles work. That’s why we administered it on its own. The rest of this is a lot of harder stuff that we…”

\t“Lee. Hush.” Jay sighed “Sorry about that. It’s just a special little love juice really. The machine is going to cook it up now and when it’s all ready…”

\tOnce again the lid at the top of the tube played its music and flashed its lights. This time Ann could see it, and it horrified her. Sickened her. The goat girl watching as the cacophony blared on in celebration while she stood stone still.

\tThe drone hovered down again the hypo far larger and more menacing now. The thick spray injection system slowly begin pushed up against her new and shockingly sensitive forehead. Cool hard metal against warm flesh.

\tIt went in with a sickening thunk.

\t“You stupid bitch!” Ann thought to herself as she gasped and shivered in panic “I’ll never love you. I’d never love a dweeb anyways. Especially not you! I don’t care what they’re putting in me. I’ll hate you. I’ll always hate you.”

\tThe liquid seemed to do its work quickly. Her body shook as she felt her baby fat melting to liquid. The slight plump melting away as her bones began to creak and ache. The whole world slowly began to grow smaller and smaller. Her skin stretching out and itching as new fur filled in the gaps. It felt like it should hurt. Felt like it should be brutal. In fact it kind of was.

\tBut it also made her feel funny. Feel good.

\tThe grip of whatever had held her in place finally burned out as Ann collapsed to her knees and clutched her arms around her chest. She could feel the strange and should-be unpleasant sensations rippling though her. Chest heaving and head tucking a bit into her shoulder. She gripped and pawed at her head as she tried to get ahold of herself. Ann struggled to keep focus. Molly. That was it. She hated Molly. Whatever they were doing to her it was because of Molly and so she had to hate that dweeby, simpering, soft, downy little thing.

\tAnn groaned as she ran her hand over her flatish chest. The skin injections had made her painfully sensitive. A finger bumped her nipple and the poor thing bleated in sudden and unwelcome pleasure. She looked up at Molly. Ann could already feel her vision blurring. Her eyes hurt. They watered. It felt like something was creeping in to them from the back as the world around her started to skew and twist.

\t“S-stop it. Knock it off. You can’t do this to me.” Ann thought. She tried to say it, tried to get something more than whiny bleats out of her throat as she gazed hatefully at Molly. But not too hatefully. It wasn’t her fault after all. She was so sweet, and innocent. She looked like some of the girls on the playground at school. The kids in the lower classes that Ann picked on sometimes. Beat up some times. Why did she do that? Why did she always push them around?

\t“Because I’m better, that’s why. I’m the best… I think” the bratty goat girl winced and shook her head to shake the doubt away. “Y-yeah. I’m the best. I can fight this stuff. I’m going to punch that girl right in her cute little nose!”

\tShe wiggled her slowly growing little bubble rump as her new, streaky hair brushed against her neck and the new fur giving her a soft little shiver. There was this odd, twisted little itch right above her cunny. A strangely pleasant yet utterly unpleasant sensation that made her twitch as her mind started to haze.

\tHer trembling paw scratched, and then started to rub at her pelvis. The poor cub bit her lip at the odd and pleasurable sensation. A sensation that kept growing the more she scratched, the more she rubbed. Especially at one spot where a small lump was forming.

\t“Hate her. Hate them. Stupid dweeb. Stupid, dumb, cute little nerd” she thought as she caught sight of the smiling, bouncing brown furred figure. The more she saw her the harder it was to hate. Yet the more she wanted to hate. “D-darn it just, just go away you dweeb. I don’t’ want you looking at my naked, at my ugly little body… a-and my doofy freckles. You’re just going to pick on me. Or, or maybe you just won’t like me.”

\tAs the thought passed though her head a sharp tinge of wrongly wonderful pleasure shivered though Anns hips. He paw wrapped around something thick and warm and hard. She started to stroke it almost on instinct, all the while becoming ever more aware, ever more self conscious of those eyes on her. More than that she could feel her memory and mind slowly sharpening. It felt like something was speaking, whispering in her mind. A little incoming ‘tingle’ from around her data jack.

\tHer mind struggled to process the new information as it flooded in. Chemistry principals, especially inorganic chemistry. Game rules and books she’d read. Especially technical readouts for the different ships the Avalon conglomerate and Yggdrasil employed. They were some of the best.

\tBetween these new little thoughts dancing in her brain and the crushing pleasure of her new appendage it was getting so hard to think or focus on anything. Well, almost anything. She could focus on Molly of course. Focus on the blushing freckly girl who was looking at her with wide eyed wonder. It was so embarrassing, having such a cute girl looking at her like that. The poor little goat wanted to hide her body. She wanted to turn away and hide from letting that sweet thing, letting pretty Molly, see her dirty ugly body. Just the flittering thoughts of how much she hated her body though, and how embarrassed she was to have Molly watching. Something about that simply drove the goat girls immature lust. She felt a tingling somewhere in her tummy, and the more it went on the more it felt like she could keep stroking herself for days, if Molly wanted her to.

\tShe couldn’t focus on that though. Couldn’t focus on anything really. Except that downy brown fur, and the freckles, and those cute kind of chubby cheeks. The way Mollys glasses rested on her face. “She’s really kind of cute when she giggles” Ann thought to herself as she shivered a bit harder. Her fingers tensing “This is really kind of embarrassing. I don’t want her to see me like this. B-but it, but I kinda feels good. Really good.” The pleasure swirled in her head. Making it hard to focus on anything but the sensation of showing the girl she liked, that she like-liked, such a shameful, wrong display.

\tShe jolted upright as something, something not her own, started to speak into her mind. The voice was stiff and mechanical, somehow wonderfully unfeeling.

\t“New personality matrix, set. Old personality files, recycled. Non-critical memory files, recycled. Previous identity files. Recycled.”

\tThe goat didn’t know what any of that meant. She didn’t understand what any of those words meant to her. But whatever she had been feeling a moment ago was gone… or she thought it was gone. Replaced by the shy thrill of being seen by such a cute, cool, special girl. Being watched and judged like the toy she was.

\t“Preparations complete.” The voice said firmly “Awaiting units name and identification. User Molly set as sole owner.”

\t“Ok Molly. Now it’s time to pick a name.” Jay said “Have you got a good one?”

\tMolly nodded “I’ve thought tons ever since My Mommy and Daddy said they were getting me a new friend. It was real hard, but only one name really works for me.”

\tThe girl walked up to the tube and looked at her. The nice streaked black hair, the soft white fur, the pretty body blushing so hard. The freckles, the squinting copper eyes already showing signs of strain.

\tMolly put her hand to the glass over that of the other girl, and nodded. “Y-your name is Rachel.”

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\t“Let’s see. I think the premium regeneration hive is going to be important. Can’t have an accident taking our little ones friend from her now can we.” Becky nodded as she looked over the add-ons from the catalogue. “And this ‘Stallion 7’ upgrade. It does what I think it does?” She asked looking at the sales girls.

\t“Quantity, volume and production rate.” Jay winked “Also endurance if you get the plus package.”

\t“Go with it.” Becky giggled “We already splurged. What’s three hundred creds more?”

\t“I-is this ok, Rachel?” Molly asked as she held up a school uniform quite similar to her own. The skirt a bit shorter and top just different enough that the blouse and vest wouldn’t be mistaken for the real thing… though one would struggle to tell otherwise.

\t“I told you dear it doesn’t matter. She’s yours, remember? You make all the decisions Molly sweetie.” Becky said as she continued to brows the options.

\tMolly trotted up beside her mother and glanced at the form of her Rachel now shivering as she sat still in the tube. She looked up at her mother a moment and watched what she was doing, tilting her head a bit. “Mommy, what’s that?” she asked as she pointed to a picture of a nondescript slave from behind with a corset piercing. “That dear? Oh well I’m picking out a few more accessories since we may as well. That one puts a little thing in girls like your Rachel to give them custom piercings. They form right out of the body too.”

\t“Y-you mean like what Miss Jay has?” she asked eagerly.

\t“Kinda kiddo. Only I gotta buy mine. Mom and dad won’t let me get anything like that until ‘I can pay for it myself’. The Doberman grumped.

\t“Once little Rachel has finished settling we can inject another compound to install these colonies too. We just had to make sure the basic body is done first and that she looks ok. Plus we have to adjust the new little goodies to fit her size”

\t“So, how’s it going blowing my big bonus?” A voice chuckled from the shop opening.

\t“Daddy!” Molly blinked and turned quickly. She ran up to the sharp looking mule woman sporting a white and grey three piece suit. The young cub hopping into her arms and nuzzling up hard.

\tCora grinned and hugged her daughter extra tight before setting her back down. “Sorry I’m late. DeSalvo left the whole office a wreck when he left. I’ve been sifting though data all day making sure he didn’t cause any more damage.”

\t“What did he do?” Becky asked “I mean it must have been pretty bad considering the… well you know.” the woman nodded as subtly as she could towards the tube where Rachel, formerly Ann, sat still and silent. Her body awaiting the final touches for this visit.

\tThe mule nodded softly “Yeah. All for a ticket off station before security could nab him. Wish I could say I felt worse about it.” Cora looked up at her former bosses daughter. She’d met the little goat before. Arrogant, selfish, quite a spoiled little brat. Same with her mom truthfully. Still it seemed a bit excessive.

\t“You really shouldn’t dear.” Becky sighed “We were going to do this anyways and after talking to the Bee with an itch” she said as appropriately as she could around Mollys little ears “I think the two are getting off light. Besides, that nasty little brat might have ended up in Mollys class next year.”

\t“Mommy, daddy? What are you two talking about?” Molly asked

\t“Oh nothing sweetie” Cora said with a chuckle “Just a bad man who tried selling an arm daddy made to the Drasi’s… No offense you two.

\tBoth Jay and Leena shook their heads “Forever friend is a direct affiliate with Yggrasil galactic LLC. It is in no way held responsible for the acts of other affiliates or subsidiaries.” They said in a rehearsed unison.

\t“Well that’s nice to know. Always feel bad about trashing another corp in their own store. Nevermind. We have an appointment at the Renee‘s upstairs. You know considering they do basically the exact same thing I have to wonder why you guys get your own shop.”

\tThe pair smirked a bit as Jay shrugged. “Why else? Ours is magic!”

\tCora sighed and rolled her eyes. “Okay then. You about ready kid?” Cora chuckled as she glanced to her daughter.

\t“Almost Daddy” the little martin beamed as she walked up and started to pick out a few more things. Beaming the whole time as she kept glancing down at the newly reformatted goat girl. “Hey, Rachel.” She giggled

\tThe goat toy looked up slowly.

\t“I… I L-love you” Molly giggled as she went back to her little menu.

\tRachel hid her face in her hands and squealed. Her memory was hazy, almost nonexistent, but she could feel joy welling in her heart to hear those words. Feel it flutter in a way she was sure it never had before. She hid that now freckled little face in her hands and squealed loudly. A soft bleat leaving her lips. She watched Molly hit the button and instinctively offered the back of her neck up for the hypo, trembling in nervous contentment. “I love you too, Molly. Forever and evers” she blurted. Meaning it from the bottom of her heart.

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