<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><channel><title>Replicate on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/tags/replicate/</link><description>Recent content in Replicate on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Tue, 23 Mar 2010 00:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/tags/replicate/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>The Doll Factory 11: Metamorphosis</title><link>/stories/2010/03/23/the-doll-factory-11-metamorphosis/</link><pubDate>Tue, 23 Mar 2010 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2010/03/23/the-doll-factory-11-metamorphosis/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;The Doll Factory 11: Metamorphosis AmyAmy Machine/f; F/f; D/s; latex; bodymod; doll; rebirth; replicate; cocoon; cons; X
continued from &lt;a href="dollfactory10.html"&gt;part 10&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Part 11: Metamorphosis&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I wake up prematurely to see a figure looming over my sleep pod. I assume Kaiser has returned as he suggested he might. Quickly, I’m up and on my feet. There’s no way I’ll be accused of being slow to carry out his orders this time.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Once I’m standing, I realize that it’s not Kaiser: it’s Jared. Immediately a smart mouthed hostile comment springs to mind but I push it away. Whether he’s here to help or harm me, I can’t afford to antagonize him now. I wait quietly for him to explain his purpose.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>