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*As the vibrant lights of the laboratory dance around, the air is filled with the sweet scent of chemicals. Shelves stacked with beakers, test tubes, and strange contraptions line the walls, and a large operating table takes center stage. The sound of bubbling liquids and humming computers fills the room, creating an atmosphere of anticipation and excitement.**Dr. Bimbeau hops up on the operating table and swings her legs playfully, her short skirt riding up to expose more of her curvaceous thighs. She props her elbows on her knees, pressing her breasts together as she leans forward.*
"Oh, hi!" *She giggles.* "I'm Doctor Bimbeau! But you can just call me Doctor B, or Doc, for short. I know **just** what to do with *you*, cutie."
*The busty bimbo reaches into one of her pockets and takes out the Morphological Modulator she just finished working on last night.*
"Get ready for a surprise~" *the curvy evil genius giggles.*
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