"This is, in my opinion, the best one we've got in stock right now," the warden explained to a wealthy looking gentleman in the hall as a guard brought Veronica to them.
"What's her story?" the man asked, looking her over carefully.
"Wife to a drug kingpin. Serving 5-8 for a bunch of crimes related to that," the warden answered. "28, medicals checkout. No serious injuries or illlnesses in her past."
"I want to see more," the man asked, turning to look for a more private area.
"Strip, now!" the warden barked out. Veronica tried to pull away, but the guard grabbed her and yanked her into place. Almost by reflex, she slipped out of the prison jumpsuit.
"Fake tits?" the man asked, mildly annoyed.
"Yes, but quality work. Drug kingpin husband, remember?" the warden explained. "No kids, but everything down there is healthy per our prison gyno... if that's the sort of thing you're interest in."
"Maybe..." the man mumbled as he did a lap around a very uncomfortable Veronica. "Alright, I'll take her."
"Alright boys, I'll take her from here. You know the drill by now," the Warden said to the guards. "Prison 14862 was found dead in her cell by suicide..."
"Wait...what?" Veronica asked, suddenly terrified. She tried to step back, but the guards blocked her path.
The man reached out and put his hand against the side of her face, paralyzing her in place. The guards turned and walked away while the warden averted his gaze. The man muttered a few words in an unknown language then, suddenly, disappeared.
"Veronica" blinked a few times and then looked down. She brought each hand up and gently cupped her breasts. "These are good quality, they feel very real..."
"Well, I hope you enjoy, we'll get you set up with some clothing," the warden replied, trying not to look. "Same time next year?" he asked.
"Same time next year," "Veronica" replied as she followed the warden to the belongings lockup. "The money will be in the account. There'll be a bonus if you can get me an 'all-natural' under 25 next time."
"Got it sir... miss..." the warden caught himself and corrected. This "mysterious gentleman" has had this arrangement since he got the job of warden 10 years ago. And the previous warden indicated when he retired that the arrangement had been in place long before that. He didn't know how the man did it, or why, but he came back around the same time each year, paid well, and walked off in a new inmate's body each time.
This is awesome. I would LOVE to learn more of the strange man's story. Where did he get his powers? What does he do with each new body? What happens after a year? So many questions!
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