"Yeah... cost someone a bunch of cash," Lapine says, sticking out her tongue playfully as she held onto the squirming woman. "You're so cute when you're wiggling like this, you know that?"<br/><br/>Indeed; Lapine worked it out, and she had just shoved 27cm of cockmeat into a... 1.22m tall woman, over one fifth her body height. Seemed Kim really liked getting stuffed full, judging by her moans and distractedness! Still, as the woman wriggled herself up and down Lapine's shaft, it did take a little comprehension to figure out her mod-list, but eventually she worked it out: Reception Enhancers, Trauma Dampers, Silken Skin, Sensitive Skin... which to Lapine, registered as a 'hedonist' arrangement.<br/><br/>"Ah... slut-mods huh?" Lapine teased, as she was tugged at the collar, eliciting a stern - and very fast - swat to the woman's ass-cheek that was sure to draw attention. "Oops, was that too hard? Anyway, if you like slut-mods, here's some suggestions, which I THINK will cost less than a suprathyroid gland..."<br/><br/>It didn't take long - took longer than combat mods for sure, or cyber, but still - and her suggestion boiled down to less than half the cost she could recall for suprathyroid glands. For improved sexual pleasure, she suggested 'tactile sensitivity' enhancements, clean metabolism (caramel scent was her suggestion; she LOVED caramel), dietware for figure-keeping with a 'tweak' to get some benefit from ingesting semen, and a sleep regulator for maximal opportunity for pleasure and for not getting tired from sexual activity too easily. However, she also added in orthoskin - to keep her better protected while publicly naked (just in case) and to also better support her boobs without a bra as well as her butt-shapeliness if desired - and a nephritic screen - to be fair, they both were dwarves so they already had difficulty getting drunk, high, or anything like that, but the more important factor was that it helped temper the trauma dampeners' known negative effects.<br/><br/>"...aaand that looks pretty good for slutty bio-mods, but if you want COMBAT ones, I can make another list," Lapine states, and listens as they move on to the next topic. "Eh, who cleans up a mess that... know what? Doesn't matter. So! Korean and Taglog, but no French huh? Well, at least we both speak English right? You know, technically I'm half-Cantonese, but you can really only tell because of my eyes, as you might have noticed.<br/><br/>"So, you mentioned bets? You a gambler or you talking something else?" Lapine asks, now beginning to bounce the woman up and down on her lap, probing her deep... and occasionally administering slaps, contemplating a hair-pull. "It would be difficult to buy up a bunch of high-end bioware working at a club or as a waitress, yeah?"