'With this...you should be able to handle far more of Sister Pria's output...' John said, his fingers deep within Sister Prizla's body as she twitched slightly and moaned.
'It's...itchy...' She said lightly and barely caught a breath. Sweats lined her forehead, and her eyes were dazed due to the anaesthetic.
'Apologies.' John said, his face serious and straight as his fingers continued to move, 'just hold on for a little while...there you go.'
Stepping back, the full augmentation underneath Sister Prizla's skin's complete, and John then turned to bring a blanket over to cover up her body before dimming the surgery lights.
'I feel...normal?' Sister Prizla said, picking up her hand with all of her concentration when suddenly, it split wide open, revealing a part for tool attachment, 'OH MY FUCKING GOD!'
