And the follow up to the other piece, Bri, having slid to an alien world of horny elves obsessed with mind control, finds herself dancing as a latex clad strip drone in a Nimbian club. Or to copy the bit:
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Sliding to an alien world didn't matter, nor did her place in it. Her body was on stage. Tech controlled her. Music moved her. Screens seduced her. Latex perfected her. Their gazes, her purpose. She striped. She danced. A drone performing its program.
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Sliding to an alien world didn't matter, nor did her place in it. Her body was on stage. Tech controlled her. Music moved her. Screens seduced her. Latex perfected her. Their gazes, her purpose. She striped. She danced. A drone performing its program.
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