Rentyre
It seems like a waste of time to sell Reggie's body after all of the work you put into claiming it as your own, but you really do need the money.
You walk into the front lobby, and inform the secretary that you'd like to sell your body. She directs you to a room in the hallway to your left, and tells you an employee will be on their way shortly.
A few minutes later, a too-happy man in a white overcoat walks in, and shakes your hand. "Now, before we begin, I need to see your driver's license. We can't have you selling something that's not yours!" He laughs, but the worst part is that he seems to genuinely find that funny. You show it to him, and he moves on.
"Now, I'm sure you're wondering how this is going to work. Once we determine how much we'll pay for your body, you'll just step into that Rentyre over there, which will send you to your new robot body! Your old body will be frozen, until a paying customer purchases it. Then, we use a special machine to put the customer in your old body, while the customer's old body will be creamated and used as fertiziler. As you can see, everyone wins!"
The man's smile is terrifying, and you're almost too frightened to strip naked to begin the appraisal. He takes a tape measurer, and starts taking your measurements. He records your height, of course, but also other measurements, which would only be useful for a tailor. You ask why, and he informs you that some customers like to purchase clothing for their new body in advance.
He then takes you over to a Gym, where he takes you through a series of tests designed to determine your exact state of physical fitness. It feels weird to do things like lifting weights naked, but you're easily distracted by the fact that Reggie's body is at least twice as fit as yours.
"Okay," says the employee, with his creepy optimism, "We've got one last test, but we'll need to do that one back in the first room." You follow the employee to the room where you first started, where you find a naked blonde holding a sexy pose.
The employee takes a loose measurement of your erect penis before you even realize he's still in the room. She walks away while he shows you the paperwork he's filled out.
"It looks like we can offer you $10,700 for your body, Mr. Nantucket. If you'll just sign here, and enter the Rentyre, that'd be great!"
You sign, happy to get away from him. You step in, and after a few seconds you find yourself in a large room, with at least a dozen other Rentyres lined up against the walls. All of them are preloaded with robots, ready for the next sale.
You walk out the door and find yourself back in the lobby. The secretary, who already has your paperwork, gives you a check for your $10,700, and has you initial a form saying that you've recieved payment.
You initial, and walk away as a robot, albeit a very rich one.
You walk into the front lobby, and inform the secretary that you'd like to sell your body. She directs you to a room in the hallway to your left, and tells you an employee will be on their way shortly.
A few minutes later, a too-happy man in a white overcoat walks in, and shakes your hand. "Now, before we begin, I need to see your driver's license. We can't have you selling something that's not yours!" He laughs, but the worst part is that he seems to genuinely find that funny. You show it to him, and he moves on.
"Now, I'm sure you're wondering how this is going to work. Once we determine how much we'll pay for your body, you'll just step into that Rentyre over there, which will send you to your new robot body! Your old body will be frozen, until a paying customer purchases it. Then, we use a special machine to put the customer in your old body, while the customer's old body will be creamated and used as fertiziler. As you can see, everyone wins!"
The man's smile is terrifying, and you're almost too frightened to strip naked to begin the appraisal. He takes a tape measurer, and starts taking your measurements. He records your height, of course, but also other measurements, which would only be useful for a tailor. You ask why, and he informs you that some customers like to purchase clothing for their new body in advance.
He then takes you over to a Gym, where he takes you through a series of tests designed to determine your exact state of physical fitness. It feels weird to do things like lifting weights naked, but you're easily distracted by the fact that Reggie's body is at least twice as fit as yours.
"Okay," says the employee, with his creepy optimism, "We've got one last test, but we'll need to do that one back in the first room." You follow the employee to the room where you first started, where you find a naked blonde holding a sexy pose.
The employee takes a loose measurement of your erect penis before you even realize he's still in the room. She walks away while he shows you the paperwork he's filled out.
"It looks like we can offer you $10,700 for your body, Mr. Nantucket. If you'll just sign here, and enter the Rentyre, that'd be great!"
You sign, happy to get away from him. You step in, and after a few seconds you find yourself in a large room, with at least a dozen other Rentyres lined up against the walls. All of them are preloaded with robots, ready for the next sale.
You walk out the door and find yourself back in the lobby. The secretary, who already has your paperwork, gives you a check for your $10,700, and has you initial a form saying that you've recieved payment.
You initial, and walk away as a robot, albeit a very rich one.