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Like the chickmeats, they don’t have heads, which means, according to the Berlin 2022 Accord, that they do not possess sufficient brain stem to generate consciousness and therefore cannot be classified as human or subject to AI laws. Which means no robo uprisings or pesky human rights and you don’t have to feel bad when you cut one open for a new liver cloned to match your genetic profile.

“Un-Person of the Year,” according to Time magazine, which hailed organogrows as the medical breakthrough that will eliminate the black-market trade in organs, as well as the dubious practice (ahem, looking at you, China) of harvesting them from prisoners, and even the interspecies ick of growing replacement human bits in live pigs.

They’re not pretty: headless torso without arms or legs, no sexual characteristics or orifices, no identifying marks, and in that beige-pink Caucasian color, because, surprise, racism endures and most people prefer their bespoke organs to come from white meat. You wouldn’t look at one and think, Gee, that looks like something I really want to smash my genitals up against.

Except, Rule 34, someone did. GloryMorning, the Bahamas-based teledildonics company, realized that while everyone else was racing to create more “realistic” sex dolls with that “warm body feeling,” they could skip the uncanny valley entirely and license the organogrow technology to create actual living, warm bodies with a few minor tweaks.

They introduced hormones to grow secondary sexual characteristics, including genitals and breasts of whichever flavor you’re into, and pulled the trigger on the genetic instructions to grow out the limbs, so the “growjobs” could be fully poseable and present as more human.

Growjobs don’t need to eat, or evacuate. You simply submerge them in a nutrient bath at the end of the day. Of course, they have enough of a nervous system to hold themselves up, doggy style or reverse cowgirl or [insert Kama Sutra position of choice here], and the latest models are wired with the same kind of electronic circuitry mesh used in state-of-the-art prosthetics, so you can get them to repeat certain simple motions, such as waving hello or pumping a closed fist up and down with a not-too-firm grip.

There are free-to-download and premium-paid voice libraries, from petulant bratty Trixie to the Deep South country and western purr of Louisa-Jean or the plum upper-class British dom Aurora, with over a million possible response combinations and personality types generated from prerecorded audio, like a dumbed-down personal home assistant.

Most importantly, they come with interchangeable and fully customizable heads in TPE or silicone, licensed from RIALDynamics, with RIALfeel™ mouths, catering to every pervert’s bespoke fantasies. Kelly and Loli-chan are popular favorites, but there are also fantasymods, like the horned (and horny) SuccubusQueen™ with light-up eyes and adorable “sexy” bat wings, or Rainbowponylitebrite™, who has a multicolored mane and a matching tail butt plug.