Heather looked over and saw Lucy's hips move as the Cynthia dildo hummed inside her. "I'd like a dildo that good," she said.
"Well, let's find you one, then," Lucy told her.
"Where?"
"Well, didn't Michelle say she'd found Cynthia at some place called Rubber Girl... something?"
"Yeah, but she also said Cyntia had turned into rubber first, and then was molded by the girls at the shop. Our girls are already pillows."
"Oh, right," Lucy lay and thought about that for a moment. It also occurred to her briefly that they were talking about their friends like they were mere objects and not people, but that thought slid right back out of her head. She'd already accepted the transformations this place was capable of as normal. "Well," She finally said, "Why don't we find this place and ask them how to come up with someone to mold from?"
Heather thought about it for a moment. "Okay!"
They stood and left the shop, carrying their pillows under one arm and holding hands with the others. On the way out of the shop, they asked a salesgirl if she knew where the Rubber Girl shop was, and the girl gave them some simple instructions.
They walked through the maze of shops and though it took them a while, they found it. Rubber Girl Molding, Inc. Inside, they took in the sights of all the rubber objects, from dildos to fake pussies and love dolls, to all the various molds. Strangest of all were the two girls working behind the counter, tall, shiny, hairless and devoid of nipples or pussies.
As they stood and stared, one of them turned to see them. "Yes?"