Your last client reminded you faintly of when you used to be male, right before you molded your own self into the woman you are now. While the memory is faint, you still feel like you need a break. You go over to your boyfriend in the other room.
"Hey John, want me to mold ya a little bit before you take off for home? It will be on the house!"
"Uh, are you sure? Will it be safe?"
"Of course!" you laugh. "I've been doing this for long enough." You lead him over to the studio and give him the sleeping pill, and you begin your work.
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