You thought to yourself "We have so many gizmos that can make clothes out of energy. This can't be all the future had... This descendant of mine just did things badly she must've had a good childhood. Ooh I bet a baby girl in the future must get pampered a lot!" then decided to go back to her babyhood
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Your eyes were adjusting as you felt yourself cold and wet and you were inside some sort of tube?
"And your little Model is born!" one man said
"So how long till she matures? They do mature fast right?" said a second man
"I'd say she'll probably be your model ready in maybe two weeks, maybe one and a half if she's an early bloomer?"
"Eh, I guess I can use her in some child and teen model shoots as well. I know a guy for that in the mean time. Is there anything else I should know?"
"Give her some knowledge shots, Her type has about a lifespan of 10 years on average, she's infertile, and if you want her to have as much trust as possible then spend as much time as possible with her. Although if you do that it may make it harder to get rid of her."
"You do know who I am right?"
"Yes, these genetically modified clones can get pretty attached and may do as much as they can to stay around..." A towel came around you to dry you off, and then you got wrapped in a silky smooth and incredibly soft pink blanket. The informed voice above you said "Just remember to leave her with a care kit. It would look bad if you just threw her out on the streets with nothing to her name." You were handed to the other guy who looked you in your face and you started to cry as there was a pain in your mouth.
"The Fuck, what's wrong with her?!?"
"Her baby teeth are growing in. Rapid development, probably should have a toddler by the end of the day. Wont even need to change one pair of diapers, although she will get hungry later today... I'll go grab the two shots you'll need for her. The vaccinations and good health and the knowledge shot... What kind of knowledge shot do you want?"
"Eh, let's just get her the standard language shot. She won't need know more than just how to talk and look cute after all." The man who seemingly purchased you then started tickling you and said as you were giggling "gitchy gitchy goo, You are going to be a good girl and do everything I say right?"
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While Sarah being as naive as a newborn saw this guy as her papa you knew that this guy was just using you as some disposable model. The second day you were brought to a photo shoot for a department store and were dressed in cute clothes for three year olds.
You were talking with a regular three year old girl who was called Tammy. She was telling you about this cartoon she was watching on some streaming service, and then you had to do your shoots. You were then broken up as you did some shoots together. Then as you were changing into different shoots you were given clothes for progressively older kids. At the end of the day you did a photo shoot with Tammy the noticed that as you were as big as a 7 year old.
Tammy asked "Wow, how'd they make you so big so fast?!?"
You said "I just grew. Papa did tell me i'd grow fast..." then the two of you were told to do some poses, and when the photo shoot ended her mother shooed her away from you. Papa was around and you ran to her and asked "Papa am I different from Tammy?"
Papa said "Yes, then again everyone is different from one another."
You asked "But I was smaller than her at the start and now I tower over her."
Papa nodded and said "Your a little special. Don't worry about it. Did you have fun doing the shoots and posing?"
You smiled and said "Yes! It was fun, the nice photographers said I was a natural." The true you could only imagine "You probably paid for this girl to have those instincts..."
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A two days later puberty struck as boobs started to appear and cause some problems during some photo shoots. In the middle of your first your nipples tented your shirt a little too much for the store. You were given a bra and they'd just photo shoot your growing bumps out. Then whenever a photo shoot would last a little too long the bra you had on would get a little too small and you'd need to get a different bra. That said a day or two later and your boob growth slowed. They weren't quite as big as they would be though you noted. When your body was a fully developed young woman you had a swimsuit shot with the first one having a teen and a child and a tot...
"Tammy is that you? How are you still so small?" You asked
Tammy asked "umm... mommy told me not to talk to strangers mam..."
"You know me, it's me Sarah!"
"Oh... ugh... mom told me not to talk to clones..."
The teen came by and said "Tammy's uncomfortable you big boobed ditz! Leave her alone till we need to pose together."
You said "But I-" then the conversation stopped as the shoot was starting and you all needed to pose in your one pieces. Later in the day though when doing some solo shots you were put in a couple of two pieces. However at the end of the day when you could talk with Papa more you asked "Papa what's a clone or a ditz?"
Papa said "Who called you a ditsy clone?"
You said "Tammy said her mommy called me a clone... That other girl though called me a big boobed ditz and that I was making Tammy uncomfortable..."
Papa could tell you were getting sad and said "So a clone is a person who was born from science and they usually get older faster. You are one of those and that doesn't make you better or worse than anyone."
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Your first year was pretty nice and comfortable. You were kept in some nice clothes, given good delicious food, and even had a nice computer phone to play on in your time off. Sarah had a lot of fun posing for shoots and you couldn't help but have fun with her, and thankfully you never had any of the more sexual shots. You even were a runway model one or twice which you enjoyed... Although most of the other models were more than 2 decades older than you... and they usually kind of teased you for being so young and unknowledgeable... then came the day you were dreading.
"You're grown into a fine woman, and as such you should learn to live by yourself for now. I've got a little place for you to go to and even set your phone up with an anonymous clone helper... The first text should come any moment now..."
You got a text message that read
"ANONYMOUS-
The year is 3200
Your name is SARAH
You are a MODEL
Apartment Number is 2016"
or what you could barely read as Sarah was crying and bawling "Please don't leave me. I'm not ready yet Papa... I haven't even finished my addition tables yet!"
Papa's kind face hardened and said "Ok i'm going to be real here. I bought you specifically to model, but made some mistakes on some parts." he slapped your tits and said "Those giant jugs are actually putting people off since they are too big. Not only that but you annoy the other Models making it hard for me to get you more shots. You are starting to cost more than you bring in so now I'm just cutting my loses. I got you a one way ticket to your new home. Good luck on your short life. SECURITY!!!"
Sarah's face was just shocked not really comprehending what was going on, and the security came in to restrain her and bring her out with her stuff as she was screeching "PAPA WHAT DO YOU MEAN?!? WHAT'S GOING ON!?! WHERE ARE THEY TAKING ME!?!" Turns out they brought you to a teleporter which brought you to a much less well off area near an apartment.
one of the security dropped your bags and said "Go in, tell the guy at the desk your name, he'll take you to your room."
Sarah said "Oh I get it, we're going to a shoot later right? When will Papa come?" The security pressed a button and teleported out. You took your bags for the first time and went inside to find a four armed, 10 foot tall, big breasted landlord at the desk...
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You had to admit the landlord was a lot more patient than you thought it'd be. Your apartment was paid off for a few months, but got the idea of paying for things across to you pretty well. At the very least Papa left you with a bank account with some money in it. Your room wasn't that great but you had all the time in the world to play... until you didn't and hadn't realized you needed to have a job. Sure the text message kept saying you had NO JOB now, but... yeah the landlord was really patient, and took some of your fancy clothes you had gotten from photoshoots as payment for a little while... You couldn't really find a stable job, but a guy nearby had spotted you in the hallway and asked if you did some modeling.
Sarah found it a lot less fun as it was nude modeling. Basically porn, but it gave you enough money for awhile... Until the guy was evicted for doing porn shots in his room... That day you got more cat calls, but with connections you ended up doing more and more sexy shots. Your wardrobe having changed from stylish clothes to slutty ones. Eventually though younger clones stole your job and you were barely 2 years old!
Which led you to the day you had originally came into Sarah's body from... Getting pounded by the landlord... and now you needed to find another job.
Sarah thought "Well if it takes sex for that... Well i'll just need to find someone to pay me for sex... I think I may have the right connection."
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Sarah did have just the right connection, and now you were a prostitute... the text messages said so as well... you were even hired right away. At the agency you put on some ditsy lingerie, went through their teleporter, and went into the bedroom of your client.
"Ah, right on queue. How should we start this you are a new one after all. Do you have any experience you big boobed clone ditz?" said a man laying in bed with only his boxers on.
Sarah just stood there and your influence on her did nothing. Her brain was working overdrive as it was processing that her first client as a prostitute was Papa...