Mediba 4, was a ‘MEDICAL base though was also a research AND CLONING facilitator.

It meant, if you were rich enough, you could have your old worn out body replaced.

All of your ‘sentient’ being, existence, placed into any other form you choose.

That, was carried out in secret, as many of the procedures, were outlawed, by the Galacia Federa.

The base got away with it, because Babe Corporation owned it. Plus four others, hence this one, was their latest.

They bribed officials, overseers and even sent in, their newly cloned old hag to new bouncy tits females, who were finding the new body, gave them back their youth and, the desire to road test it, with a good shagging

Banging the overseers brains out.. well shagged ragged until. they signed the approval papers.
Those females, got huge discounts, on the final transition costs.

Of course the overseers, who they had shagged, often wanted them, to return, so paid them well, for their services long term. They were cheaper and more serviceable than the Bynards..

Newly created whores and the old hags loved it. Call them that and they would smile..
Damm, were they, a thing of beauty,, you just did not, see them, as they originally were.

Thus this newly built and now, in situ, space station was just above a planet the corporation desired to establish new cloning facilites. THAT was what made huge profits. Greed ah yes, GREED.

Spunkle was an off world special investigator, who had a gripe with the corporation.
“I was once called ‘Sparkles’. Can I wake up as ‘Sparkles?’

She had had, her details, installed in error, with the one who had performed the cloning, changing the name to SPUNKLE.

Ucking SPUNKLE? well that might aswell been ‘SPUNK ALL’ cos that was how she had been teased.
“I hear you ‘spunk all’.. (slang for wanking someone off or giving them a blow job).

Can we have a date.... “Its SPUNKLE wanker! “ “Oh OK, you want more than one of us.”

He, had felt her fist, hit home, just below his jaw to send him stumbling back hitting the deck.

OK so she had been an original ‘Ony Fans’ streamer where, she regularly flashed her tits, her naked body, making thousands.

Enough to pay, for the upgrade, even if she had left it later, than she would have wanted.

BUT this continuous crap she had to put up with? There is a problem being an ‘Upper Grad’ CLONE.

Once you are assigned a NAME or TAG; you can not change it. FACT. She had cursed when told that meant she was stuck with it.

“If I ever find that bitch who did this to me..”

Clones could be insensitve even violent.
They had nor were programmed with the full on emotive arrays; well not for those who did not pay top wads of draxetnium.

Luckily Spunkle, well for some, could end up extremely horny. If she saw a male she liked? She would corner him, stroke him, him off and then drag him into her domicile for the entire night. They did NOT attempt to leave.

Stripped down, to her silicon body there was nothing missing. It was all there to see,, to touch, to feel and, shove your tongue at, or take full in depth advantage of.

Noisy? Was she ever. Truth was, some of he memenoics, included days, of her Only Fans streaming, the nudity, the stroking the touching and the ocassional visit from one of her only Fans paying hundreds to get value for money out of her; in full. no refunds.

Work wise? You did not fff well OK you did but NOT when it came to work. She was someone you did not want to get the wrong side of. The planet had been seen two of those from the space station killed.

The bodies looked mutilated. but. with the marking of substantial laser weapons having been used to do maximum damage. Whoever it was, had long gone. The estimated time of death?i

Some days as we would know it; ago. She, needed, to go down to the woods and, investigate, see for herself the crime scene?

Aboard the space station ‘Pussy ‘ had been watching and directing her from the control room.

The noise, of someone coming closer as she carefully took her weapon and raised it.

A bloody Gildateer. Kae (Kaetlyn) an explorer looking for ancient treasures. Protected it is said by the Gods themselves, well certain ones.

Those, who had built, the holy sites and, their Zealots as they were known, crazy religious cult fanatics.

They, would offer up Draxetnium (gold) to their Gods in submission to them. Locals would be sacrificed to their Gods, smashing their bones to piece before ripping their hearts out.

Draxetnium (gold) has always been hunted for, sought after. The Babe corporation were no different. Sometimes they paid those such as Kaetlyn, to search for it on a commission basis.

She seemed tense? “I have something to show you. Make sure you are armed. These things,

whatever they are, are hostiles.

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