Friday, March 4, 2016

Plain sight

Wearing my new body, I walked past the goons in plain sight. They couldn't take their eyes off my cleavage, but they'd never suspect that I was Dr. Carl Peterson, the inventor of the morphic nanites. I knew that they'd be watching my house for a while. I'd have to lay low in this body for a few months while my results were published. I wasn't allowed to allow the greatest discovery of the millennium be used for petty crime.

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