The mold opened up and allowed Natasha to stand up. The bright lights made her respond by growling in annoyence, but her body didn't want to cooperate for now. Her body was still settleing. It was like sleep paralysis. she tried to move, but her body didn't respond. the air outside the mold was cold and made her fur stand on end. Still, despite her uncomfortableness, she was happy. the procedure had been a complete sucess. Even if someone managed to take a sample of her DNA, they'd just find that she was a white tigress. Same as this 'Natasha Somnem' she was impersonating. The only thing left would be some deep-level programming. the information she would would unravel itself when she stepped through the portal to begin her reconisence. Other Agency members approched and helped her out of the mold, asking questions. making sure she was okay. and that most importantly: her original form could be recovered. Of course it could. so long as nothing on this end broke.

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part 7 of a 7 part sequence by the talented  theezyguy