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My heart sank at the sight of Audra. Everything that had happened so far, I knew was her doing. Our inability to control the urges and compulsions washing over us all traced back to her. I was fighting a losing battle right now with the spot inside me that told me to follow her inside. I wanted to run, but the warm buzzing tingling feeling throughout my body pushed me forward. Clarissa whimpered slightly as I knew the same sensations were ripping through her. Audra turned on her heels in a fluid motion that was much different from the woman I knew. Her ass sexily sashayed through the door, that short silvery skirt rippling with each sway of her hips. We followed them through the door down a long, dark hallway. I heard music, muffled at first, but growing louder and louder as we moved toward a dimly lit entrance. Just as my eyes were growing used to the dark, Audra flung the door open and we were hit with light, heat, and thumping bass. It was a room full of swaying, bumping and grinding bodies; it had to be a club of some kind. That would explain the full parking lot in a mostly deserted part of town. The smell of sweat and alcohol was strong. Clarissa already had her hands up and was working her way into the crowd, her breasts bumping against the tightly packed men and women. I followed her in and tried not to lose her. At first I tried to avoid contact as best I could, but I gradually surrendered to the brushing and occasionally groping bodies around me. I stuck as close as I could to Clarissa, knowing that in her current state anything could happen. She began gyrating against a studly type, much to the chagrin of his female companion. Her protests were swallowed up in the steady thrumming beat of the music. I found myself face to face with another prize specimen, his erection pressing against me as I ground my titties against his chest. The warm spot inside me pulsed with an energy that resonated through me from head to toe. I must have looked drunk to him, but it was just my inhibitions being stripped away. I saw Clarissa grab the hand of her partner and lead him away. Wanting to stay close, I grabbed my partner as well, and for good measure, brushed my tits against the abandoned girlfriend. She scowled and tried to trip me, but I deftly avoided her. Clarissa seemed on a mission as she headed to the far part of the club. There in the back was a door with a keypad: she typed in four numbers and it opened. I got there just before it would have slammed in my face, but I realized that I, too, knew the code: 6875. The numbers were just imprinted in my consciousness- how, I had no idea. We were in another dark hallway, but this time there were rooms on either side. As the music's volume faded somewhat, I could hear cries and bellows coming from behind those doors. I felt like I'd been here before, although I couldn't possibly have been. The last door on the right was open, and Clarissa headed right for it. The windowless room was all pink light, pink walls and ceiling, and.......an enormous pink bed. The two guys we'd dragged out of the club blinked their eyes after coming out of the darkness. My partner seemed nervous. "Is this, like, a whorehouse or something?" Clarissa's partner punched him on the shoulder and said, "Jeez, Rob, don't be so dense." Rob replied. "Don't be such an asshole, Carl." Carl was bigger and more muscular, while Rob was the cuter one, with shaggy blonde hair. I started to fantasize about what we could do with them. Clarissa broke up the fight. "You don't have to pay, if that's what you mean. But I'd love for you boys to suck on my titties for free." They both let out a strangled howl. Rob said, "If Sharon ever finds out about this, she'll kill me." Clarissa lifted her shirt up and those magnificent puppies fell free, jiggling ever so slightly. She offered one to each of the guys and they didn't hesitate. She closed her eyes and moaned. I could smell the dampness of her cunt as they greedily suckled on her fat nipples like two hungry piglets. "Mmmm, that's it, keep sucking them, it feels sooooo good!" she purred. The two of them seemed more insistent now, slurping a bit. "That's it, drink up." I reached around and undid Rob's belt, pulling down his pants. His cock bounced free when I slipped his briefs down. It was hard as a rock and I knew I had to have it. Taking his dick in my mouth set off little tingles of pleasure all over my body. It felt so right, so good. His moans told me I was doing my job well. I loved sucking cock, I said to myself over and over. I loved it. God, I loved it. My throat opened wide to take his full length without gagging. Another thought flashed in my mind. I needed to do other things as well. Gripping his wet shaft I lovingly ran my tongue over his balls and felt him shudder. His legs spread wider and I found myself pushing further and further until my tongue intersected with his asshole. His moans were different this time, plaintive and almost begging. "You love it when I lick your ass, don't you?" I said in my sultry voice. Did I have any other? "Yeahhhh," he said slowly as I backed off and surveyed him. Even in the dim pink light I could see his eyes were unfocused and heavy-lidded. I could also see that Clarissa had crawled onto the bed and was waggling her ass at Carl, who was sporting an immense erection and grunting like an animal in heat as he prepared to mount her from behind. Rob seemed almost drugged by comparison. His shaft was rock-hard, and I blurted out, "Mmm. There's nothing like having a big cock in your mouth, unless it's having a big cock in your ass." I wasn't sure why I'd said that; it was like I'd been told what to say and the words just came tumbling out. Once I'd said them, though, the Happy Spot inside me seemed to swell and radiate tingly goodness. So I said them again, and was rewarded again. Mmm. And Rob repeated my words back to me, his cock jumping when he'd finished. A little drop of precum appeared on the tip, and I flicked at it with my tongue before swallowing his fleshy sword whole. I loved the feel of it down my throat, with my lips pressed against his base. I moved from fondling his balls back to his puckered hole, a glob of my saliva providing a little lubrication as I pressed my middle finger inward. He grunted, and his anus clenched tight against my invasion, but I was determined and suddenly I was through. His cock throbbed in my mouth as I swirled around inside him, pushing him toward me in rhythm to my finger fucking his ass. I felt he was approaching his climax, but I wasn't ready to let him cum just yet...... "Lie down on the floor," I commanded as I withdrew both finger and lips. He obeyed, his rod pointing straight up at the ceiling. "I want that big prick of yours inside me," saying it like a command, knowing he would obey. When I flipped off my little shorts, he said in amazement, "You have a cock!" I looked down at the tiny limp thing. It wasn't much of a cock, pretty useless, really. I moved over to the table to get the bottle of lube there. Looking over to the bed, Clarissa was now taking Carl's dick doggy style, her magnificent tits with their even more magnificent nipples brushing against the bedcovers as they swayed back and forth. Her eyes were closed and she was slackjawed as she gave him a good fucking. Watching her, I felt a swelling of pride and lust. She was such a perfect slut, and I wished I could be like her. I needed to give my man a good fucking, too. That was so important. I needed his cum more than anything in the whole world right now. I drizzled the lube down his shaft, getting it nice and slick. Then I lubed up my own hole, which seemed to open up easily for my fingers. Just as I was about to sit down in his lap, I had an idea. "I want you to lube me up, too," I said, handing him the bottle. Then I spread my ass cheeks wide. He was nervous at first, so I guided his slick digit inside my bunghole. "Oh my god," was all he could say. I wanted him to lick my ass, too, but that could wait for another time. Turning around to face him, I took his steely dick and aimed it at what felt like the center of my being. He slipped inside me an inch or two and paused. I took the initiative and leaned back, my body helping him press deeper and deeper until he reached bottom, making my Happy Spot tingle. "You're so hot," he murmured. I rose up on him with a little twist of my hips, squeezing his meat as I did so, and he groaned. Every pump on his cock was accompanied by a little twist, and as I sped up the pace, I knew I was driving him to a place he'd never been before. Sweat broke out all over his body as he tried to meet me with thrusts of his own. I took a rest and let him do a little work as I straddled him, offering him a nipple that he sucked eagerly. His hips were a blur as he fucked my slick asshole. I heard Clarissa scream behind me, followed by Carl's orgasmic cries, but they were merely background noise. Rob was getting close now, and I twisted and writhed on top of him. My little cock slapped against his abdomen with every thrst, and I realized it was just one more of the dozens of feelings assaulting my overloaded senses. Rob grabbed my hips hard and went rigid. "I'm..................aaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhh," was all he could say as he spurted wad after wad of cum into my hot little ass. He bucked a few more times, then sagged back, spent. I wasn't quite done with him yet, though. I had to Prepare him. I didn't know what that meant, but I knew that if I did it properly I would be rewarded. I wanted to be rewarded. I felt a tingle between my legs and looked down to see my little cock springing to life. I reached across Rob's body to grab the lubricant. His eyes had been closed as he'd enjoyed the bliss I'd just given him. In the dim pink light, he caught his first glimpse of my rapidly- engorging cock. "Hey, what are you...." "I'm Preparing you." "You're what?" His eyes were fully open now. I grabbed him with a strength I didn't realize I had, flipped him and held him on all fours. He tried to struggle but failed. I penetrated him from behind with my slippery dick, now hard as a rock and twelve inches long. "You can't, you......ungggghhhh....." He tried once again to escape but I was too strong for him. In a few seconds he was too impaled to get away, and a few seconds after that he stopped fighting altogether. "There's nothing like a big cock in your ass," I said over and over, unable to stop myself. Before long I heard him mumbling it under his breath along with me. I was Preparing him. I felt my balls swell as they accumulated their load, and as his unresisting ass took my plundering cock, I felt myself slipping away, feeling the intensity of the friction between myself and his anal walls. I was ready to burst as I saw my target point deep within him. I was rigid and unmoving now as I felt myself swell and the fluid surge down the center of me into the target. It was there, traveling through me, released exactly where it needed to be, affixing itself deep within him with the slightest of pinpricks, the thing that would grow into his own happy spot. I watched it attach and glow ever so slightly. My task was done. He had been Prepared. I relaxed completely....... Had I just dozed off? Was I dreaming that I was a cock? I wasn't sure what had just happened, but I knew it had happened before. There was the familiar feeling of tiredness but also of elation. I looked around. The other two had vanished. Only after a minute or so did I remember their names. There was one last task for me to perform, however. In the corner of the room was a large box protruding from the wall, I opened it and pulled the long cylindrical device down and out. It glowed blue. I lifted Rob's limp body and positioned it . The box did the rest, delicately grabbing him by the waist as he was penetrated from behind. His eyes opened wide, and he immediately spewed a large load of semen everywhere. As I realized I had fully Prepared him, I was racked by wave after wave of delirious pleasure that seemed to go on forever. This was my reward and it was good. My legs grew weak and I fell to the floor, twitching and quivering uncontrollably, my mind blank except for the fireworks going off every few seconds. It was.....too muchhhhhh.... I woke, panting. "What the fuck," I said to no one in particular. It took me a few seconds to realize that I was connected to a charging device. It had been gripping me tightly and I felt the emptiness as the connector withdrew from me. Stepping away from the wall, I nearly tripped as I adjusted to reality again. My body had changed somewhat; I could feel my titties were bigger, full and warm, with nice hard nipples that I couldn't resist pinching. It was a shame they weren't as big as Clarissa's..... Clarissa. I needed to find her. She'd vanished when I was...what was I doing? The word Preparing was echoing in my head, and my head was starting to pound like I had a dozen hangovers. I needed to get out of this place, find her and, well, I hadn't figured out the next step yet. In the corner of the room were clothes obviously meant for me, tight stretchy bimbo clothes, the kind I liked. I left the stiletto-heeled boots for last, and I loved how tall they made me look. I stared at them for a long time, caressing the black leather... Focus. I needed to focus on finding Clarissa. I opened the door and started to walk down the hall past closed doors, my heels clicking as I went. I thought I heard a noise in the hushed hall so I stopped for a second. There, all the way down, a door was open a crack, light was spilling out and there were noises. I scurried over to peek. Inside was Audra, her dark nakd body shuddering as she sat in a chair with stirrups that splayed her legs wide. On all fours in front of her was a woman with her face buried in Audra's sntch. Behind them was a wall with dark glass. I couldn't tell if anyone was watching. "Ungh, lick that clit, bitch!" she moaned as she forced her partner between her lgs. I couldn't see who it was, so I tried to push the door open just a bit for a better look. At my touch, though, it opened wide, and Audra turned to see me. "Hi honey," she said in a tone dripping with syrup. "I was just getting a little pussy-polishing from my cuntslave here." She jerked on a chain and up popped the head of the woman. Somehow I knew instinctively it would be Clarissa, but that didn't lessen the effect. She wore a studded collar and when she looked at me, she broke into a grin. Then, without a word, she dived back down to continue her service as Audra resumed her moaning. For a second, I didn't know what to do. Then I ran, as fast as my boots would let me. I ran down the hall, through the empty and dark club, and out the door where we entered. Suddenly I was in the parking lot alone. My car was far away, but luckily the purse I was carrying had my keys. I closed the door behind me and tried not to hyperventilate. After a minute or two, I tore out of the lot and headed for home. As I drove, I wondered if I too was destined to become Audra's cuntslave. The thought of it set my happy spot to buzzing, and I found it hard to keep the car on the road for the last mile or so. "Focus, dammit," I screamed in the car, but it was useless. I barely made it inside the door. Was I really going to spend my life as a quivering mass of sex? Was there a cure, an antidote? And if there was, did I want it? My erection tented the short skirt I was wearing in the front, creating a strange sight in the mirror. As I reached down to stroke it, I heard a loud groan from the bedroom. Holy shit, I thought, we'd forgotten all about.......god, what was his name? The memory gaps I was suffering were getting worse. If it didn't have anything to do with sex, I'd basically forgotten about it. It was only after I remembered that I had fucked him in the ass that his name came to me. "Corey? Is that you?" I was apprehensive. He was probably ready to kill me after what I'd done to him. How long had he been connected to the charger? A day? Longer? Time was another concept that was eluding me now. Opening the closet door, I turned on the light. Blinking back at me was Corey, or more properly, what Corey had become. It was a perfectly hourglass fmale body with one addition; an enormous, pulsating cock. I touched the machine on its side, and it released her. When the charging probe withdrew, she fell to the floor, like a marionette with its strings cut. I looked at the other charger. I realized for the first time that I wanted to recharge myself. In the back of my mind were message flashing that my power levels were normal; but I'm a human being, I don't have power levels. Still, I felt the need, the compulsion, whatever, to attach myself to the device. It wasn't just the energy, it was...programming. I wanted to be told what to do. The more I stood there, the stronger the urge got. Corey was crumpled in a ball, curled up asleep like a cat at my feet. Maybe I'd just do it for a little bit....... I activated the charger and pulled down the connector. I flipped up my skirt, let its smooth frictionless surface penetrate me easily and I felt it make contact with my..... My head jerked up. I felt the last remnants of the...the....programming....rattling around my brain. Corey was staring at me now. "Who are you? What is this place?" The charger relaxed its grip on me. My energy levels were at maximum. I felt refreshed, incredibly strong. I wobbled on my legs for a second. Corey was four inches taller than me, with full, firm breasts. Her blonde hair was matted with sweat, and her cock dangled limply between her legs. Even in that state, it was four inches long. I should have had a compulsion to service it, but somehow I was not permitted to. I couldn't put it into words, I just knew it and moved on. "Who are you?" Corey asked again. Her voice had a flat tonal quality to it. "I'm Ruby. And this is my-". I wanted to say 'home', but couldn't form the word. "This is my station." The word just flowed out of me. My station. "What's your name?" I asked her. "I have no idea. I was hoping you could tell me." I couldn't call her Corey. This might create problems. "Your name is Mia," I said. The name just appeared in my head a millisecond before I spoke it. I was told to call her Mia. By whom, I had no idea. "What is your function?" I asked. It was a weird question. Why was I talking like this? Her face wrinkled. "I don't know. I just do it." "I want you to take a shower and get dressed." I said, and her reaction was one of pure joy. She was obeying an order and it pleased her. She had a purpose. She was also behaving like a robot. As she turned to go, I grabbed an arm and my nail cut into her skin. A small drop of blood appeared. "That hurts," she said impassively. I guessed she passed that test. I released her arm, and she went on her merry way. I realized that in grabbing her arm, I had performed multiple calculations on the pressure required to scratch her skin sufficiently to create a flow of blood. It had all happened in a fraction of a second, but those calculations lingered in my brain. How was I doing this? I walked out of the closet and looked at myself in the mirror. My titties were a little bigger and more sensitive, and they were straining against the top I wore last night. I freed them and was going to toss the top in the corner of Steve and Clare's bedroom, but I stopped and made a note to put it with the other clothing we were to wear. I started to ask myself why I referred to the bedroom that way, but another thought told me not to worry, and that thought was accompanied by a little frisson of pleasure from my happy spot. I shivered, and I noticed there were little drops of milk forming on the tips of my nipples. I rubbed them around my areolae and shivered again. My fun was interrupted by the sound of the front doorbell. I wanted to be cautious about who it was, but my caution was overriden. I opened the door wide, and there were two young women there. I recognized one as the girl I had begun to Prepare yesterday. She was obviously returning to complete the process. She was accompanied by a female of unknown origin who apparently was hormonally impaired, as she had extremely small, undeveloped genitalia . The unknown female stared at me wide eyed, while my previous partner had shimmers of lust and desire emanating from her. She had begun secreting vaginal lubrication. "Um, shouldn't you, like, put on a shirt or something?" said the undeveloped female. "Are you the one who messed with Megan last night?" I told them to come in. I sensed she was experiencing a mix of emotions; anger, protectiveness toward her friend, and after glancing at me, yes, a bit of arousal. And then I snapped out of it. Damn, it had happened again. I was behaving weirdly. What possessed me to sit here topless? "Let me put a shirt on if it'll make you feel better," I offered. "No, that's okay," said Megan. She couldn't take her eyes off them. "Hey, Meg's been acting this way since yesterday. Is your name Ruby?" "Yes it is." "Well, Ruby, I'm Debra, and if you don't tell me what happened last night, I'm going to the cops. She's been acting like she's drugged or something. She kept taking her clothes off and tried to have sex with me. I mean, we're friends and all, but that was a little freaky." "Do you mind if I fuck her, Deb?" said Megan in a dreamy voice. Debra scrunched up her face. "That's what I mean. She tried to go all lesbo on me last night. I mean, she has a boyfriend and everything. She was supposed to meet him last night and when she came back over to my house, she was acting all weird. Mia walked by at that very moment, a towel around her waist and her perfect tits bouncing every so slightly with every step. Debra followed the bouncing boobs with her eyes. "Geez, doesn't anyone in this place wear a shirt? Besides, this is Steve and Clare's house. They're supposed to be coming back from their honeymoon, so you two will have some explaining to do." "I'm sure they don't mind." I said as Mia sat down next to Megan and began caressing her leg. Debra leaned forward and said softly, "Meg is Steve's sister so he'll kick your ass if you gave her drugs. Just saying. What I want to know is, her tits got enormous overnight. How the hell did that happen? Did you give her some growth hormone or something?" I realized that Debra was more than a little curious about this, and it was not out of concern for her friend. "All we did was let her suck on our breasts," I said. I felt another drop leaking from my nipple as I talked to her. I scooped it up and sucked on my finger. Debra's face turned bright red as she watched. "You know, I wouldn't mind if you did, too." She stammered, "I- I'm not, like, you know...." I put my still-wet finger on her lips. "Nobody has to know. Even Megan's busy right now." She was kissing Mia's pert breasts and trying to undo her top at the same time. Moving closer to Debra I could feel her tremble. "You can just have a little taste." I caught another droplet on my finger and placed it on her tongue. Then I held one of my boobs out to her, a fat nipple erect and ready. She hesitated for a second and then leaned forward to flick one with her tongue. When nothing bad happened she closed her mouth over it and I felt my insides let go, pumping out all the sweet milk she could handle. She was surprised at first, but quickly settled into a rhythmic sucking motion. I had her switch titties so that I could feel the softness of her needy mouth on both of them. After a few minutes I pulled her head away and asked her "Do you like it?" She looked up at me adoringly and said, "Oh god, yes. I need more....please." "Then come with me," I said, and led her into Steve and Clare's bedroom. She followed obediently, and when I told her to remove her clothes she obeyed unquestioningly. She was very wet now, her eyes were glazed and her breathing was labored. Her small nipples were completely erect. I could see her clit barely poking through her dirty-blonde bush. "You'll have to shave this," I said. "All good cumsluts have shaved pussies." At the sound of those words, she shivered. "Have you ever had sex with a hard cock in your pussy?" I purred. Her breathing was irregular again. "No," she said in a small voice. "I'm a virgin." "Have you ever sucked a cock?" I asked. "Yessss," she said, her eyes closed. Was she imagining it right now? "And have you ever made love to a woman?" "Yessss....a girl at college. We were drunk...." Her eyes were still closed, and they stayed that way as I parted her bush and started running my tongue up and down her moist slit. "Ohhhhhhh," she cried. I decided to push the envelope of my control over her. "Listen closely, Debra. You're getting hotter and hotter, but you can't cum until I tell you to. Only when you please me will I let you cum." She whimpered at that, eyes still closed. I felt my erection rising now, the control as much of a turn-on as the naked woman before me. "And another thing. I'm going to give you those bigger titties you want. Big titties just like Megan's." She made a little strangled noise and held her legs together like she had to pee. But I knew she wanted to orgasm desperately now. I unzipped my shirt and my hardon bounced free. "You can make love to a woman and suck a cock all at the same time," I said, guiding her head down toward my throbbing beast. She gasped, but got on her knees before me and swallowed as much as she could handle without choking. She was surprisingly skilled for the shy little thing she played. I reached for the bottle of lube and hopped onto the bed. "I want you to get this cock nice and slippery. I won't take your virginity; I'll let someone else have the honor. But I am going to take your ass cherry right now." From somewhere else in the house I heard Megan screaming in ecstasy. Debra worked the slippery fluid from my knob down the shaft, then back up again. I motioned her over and stuck a lubricated finger in her ass, then two. She moaned with desire, willing to do anything to get off now. Then straddling me, she put the head of my cock at her little hole, easing it in slowly. "Ungh" she said, as I gradually penetrated her behind. There seemed a moment there when I was stuck inside her, and she shifted her weight and sat down full force on my cock, burying me to the hilt. She was so incredibly tight, like a vise. "Relax," I told her, and she did. It wasn't long before she was bouncing up and down in my lap. Then I decided to change positions. I sat up on the bed and let her back into me. Now she was sitting in my lap as my boobs pressed into her back and I could pinch her nipples and play with her pussy from behind. She ground against me slowly, letting my cock twist and turn inside that hot little slice of heaven that was her ass. I felt my load beginning to build and I whispered in her ear that she was such a good cumslut. That drove her harder against me, her ass squirming now. "Oh fuck, I'm gonna cum!" I screamed. At least I had the presence of mind to say, "Cum for me, Debra!" a second before I felt myself drifting away I was the Cock again, deep inside her, coating her insides with my sticky load. I felt the surge go through my shaft and saw the Device attach itself as Debra went into convulsions of pleasure that lasted for minutes. When I came to, she was still writhing uncontrollably. Only when she had stopped did I notice Megan standing in the doorway, watching blankly. As Debra collapsed on the bed, I watched Megan walk into the closet, activate the charger and let it envelop her. I led the unresisting Debra to the port next to her, and as the changer touched her, I knew that the two friends would be Prepared. My Happy Spot erupted, and I barely made it to the bed, where I lay spreadeagled for what seemed like a blissful eternity. Once I came back down, I went to look for Mia. I found her laying on the bed, apparently asleep. What I didn't see until the last second was the CRS-109a unit. It grabbed me and placed a finger behind my ear. I was momentarily paralyzed as a connection was made and information was downloaded. "You will come with me," the unit commanded. Of course we would. We could do nothing else. Clothing was put on so that we would not attract undue notice, and I followed my directions so that we found ourselves in the same warehouse building I had escaped from not that long ago. A man was on the steps. I had seen him before, and since he was not a sexual partner, my recollection of him was hazy and indistinct. "Welcome," he said. "It's been a long time coming." We walked inside the building, through the deserted club, down the long corridor of pink- lit rooms, all of them empty for now. Finally we opened a door into what looked like a combination of a gym and modern living room. "Please, come in, relax." He had a laptop computer next to him, and he pressed a few keys. Suddenly everything in my vision seemed brighter, and my...brain felt as if it'd been woken from a deep slumber. "Hello again," he said. "I'm talking to you like a human being. I've disconnected your mind from the network for now. It'd take too long to explain. Do you know who I am?" I fumbled for the information, still clearing the fog from my head. "Yes, you're Seth, Audra's new husband." What was going on? I remembered everything about how I'd gotten to this state. I hadn't been in control of things for a while, even when I'd thought I was. "Very good. By the way, I wouldn't try anything if I were you. By the time you got over here I would wipe your mind so clean you'd forget to breathe." "What....what is all this?" I said. I was still trying to put things together. "Well, let's just call it an experiment. I had a colleague who I'd been working with, trying to marry the human mind with robotics. He'd gotten a lot further than anyone knew, even me. I'd heard he'd been killed in an automobile accident, so imagine my surprise when he walked into my office a few weeks later. But it wasn't actually him, merely an android that had been programmed with his voice, his mannerisms, his thoughts and memories, but most of all, his information on his work. He looked perfectly human; Philip was always a master of detail. In the event of his death, he had instructed this robot to walk into my office and give me, well, everything he'd ever done. Ever since that day two years ago, I've been working to replicate and improve on his work." I didn't know where this was going, but I decided to sit tight for now. He continued. "I started experimenting with people. Only a few. One of them was Audra. Audra, can you join us?" Audra came through a side door and smiled at me. "Isn't she lovely? You were married to her for a couple of years, doesn't she look better today?" She certainly looked more fit than when I knew her. "Audra, why don't you take a flying leap?" he said, and Audra jumped 15 feet straight in the air , slapping the warehouse ceiling with her hand before landing on the floor without so much as a hair out of place. "As you've probably figured out by now, she's an android, a robot. But good enough to fool you, which was an important test. The real Audra found out about my work and she was not happy. We fought, and finally she threatened to expose me. So I had to take matters into my own hands; I tried some experimental procedures and Audra became my demonstration project for human/android interaction. She didn't realize what was happening at first, and by the time she did it was too late. She's now a very efficient servant." He stood up and put his arm around the CRS- 109a, which looked as impassive as it had been from the start. "So what you're saying is that the present we thought we received from Audra was actually Audra herself?" "Well, she had many enhancements and she's been programmed extensively. What Philip discovered was that if you stimulate the brain just so, the pleasure centers overload. Rather than brainwashing someone by torturing them, you just stimulate them to the point that they're completely obedient. They don't even realize it when it's happening. Actually, I don't like the term 'brainwashing'. I prefer 'behavior modification'. And since I'd basically gotten rid of my wife, I built a replica that had all her mannerisms but very little of her knowledge. I trained her to do what I needed to keep up appearances. She's also incredible in bed. And that brings me to you and your wife." I couldn't believe I hadn't thought of her before. "What have you done with her?" "Oh, don't worry, she's quite happy. Audra, bring her in." Clarissa came in, still wearing the studded collar, but nothing else. Her breasts were enormous, but they were perfectly round. If she knew who I was, she didn't show it. Instead she went over to him and curled up at his feet. "You see, the human body is an amazing little factory. It can synthesize chemicals as well as any lab. What you and she are very good at is secreting a powerful mind-control drug. Her problem is that she likes to suck on her nipples a little too much. She's full of it right now. She'll need to be milked soon. So will you, I expect." My boobs did feel a little full and tight, but I said nothing. I changed the subject. "So what are you going to do with me and her? People will notice that we've disappeared." He smiled wanly. "Well, you can accept your place and enjoy it, or you can be programmed differently. You're probably already feeling a lot of programming going on in your mind already, in the background. I actually started with you and Clare almost a year ago. The old Audra knew a lot about you, had DNA samples and such and she harbored a lingering resentment, so you were a good target. You made a trip to a resort and spa about a year ago, a place called the Valley Ranch Resort. There were lots of massages and aromatherapy, but there was also a day where the two of you were analyzed at a molecular level and your brain patterns copied. You gave us information about yourselves that you would never share with anyone. It was a very complete analysis, and you don't remember any of it, because that's the way we wanted it. You remember it as a relaxing day of massages. It was my first test of the mind control secretions that you have filling those lovely tits of yours right now. It was a much higher dose, and it was very effective. In the following months, we introduced some of your programming, a bit at a time. I even altered your body chemistry. You never really noticed. You felt a little out of sorts, but ignored it. That was the first bit of programming we did. I wanted to see if we could take an average couple and essentially replace them. If it doesn't work, it's just you, not a leader of the free world or anything like that. So over the past year, I've been working on your replacements." They're a mixture of human cloning and android technology, just like you're becoming. But their function is to blend in and be unobtrusive. I also have a growing group of controllable humans, partly thanks to your help. They can still function in society, although their friends and relatives will wonder about their physical and behavioral changes. But now that they've been Prepared and are on the network, I can summon them here with a click. My own personal army, if you will." At the risk of his pressing a button to cloud over my mind, I said, "You know you're crazy. You can't get away with this." He laughed. "Well, I'm betting I can. I won't be greedy at first. That's too often the real cause of failure. I can wait, and bide my time. In the meantime, let me introduce you to Steve and Clare, the newlyweds just back from their honeymoon." I stared incredulously. They looked, well, like the real thing. Steve spoke directly to me. "Nice tits, bitch. How about you suck my cock?" He laughed a very familiar laugh. I was too stunned to move, but I saw Seth doing something on his laptop. My happy spot started to tingle inside, and I knew I was being manipulated, but I couldn't help myself. The urge was too strong. I leapt off the chair toward him as he lowered his jeans. His dick was enormous, warm and rigid. It felt so good in my mouth. Steve held my head while he fcefucked me, taking every inch of him down my throt. I heard Clarissa's chain jangle as Claire said, "Let's see how good of a rugmncher you are, you little slt." Seth, not to be outdone, took Mia and had her kneel before him on the couch nearby. "So how does it feel to be a little cumslut giving yourself a blowjob?" he sneered. My mind was still very conscious and the humiliation was real, but my cravings overrode it all. "He has your memories, your experiences, everything. He's more you than you are. And what's best, you'll get to be his slave. You won't mind, of course. I only wanted to humiliate you for a short time. I owed that to the late Audra." It was then that I started to feel strange things going on in my head. Thoughts, instructions, COMMANDS. SYSTEM OVERRIDE. Steve's body went limp as he fell to the floor. Mia had subdued Seth by pinching the nerves to render him unconscious, and held his anal opening wide awaiting the penetration from my suddenly fully engorged cock. I inserted myself inside of him and readied the ejaculate with a higher intensity than previous subjects. I felt myself inside him ready to insert the Device. This time there were two, for system redundancy. I felt the flow through my shaft and sensed that insertion was successful. DETATCH INSERTION TOOL. I started to move away from the subject, but Mia held and twisted my shaft so that it remained. She then applied pressure to the secretion reservoir of the tool and emptied it into the subject. Clarissa flipped him over with her strong arms and orally administered a half-liter of her secretions. SUBJECT PREPARED. END PROGRAM. UNITS RETURN TO POSITION. The CRS-109a held a small tablet in its hand. "That's for turning me into a robot, asshole," it said in that toneless mechanical voice. It pulled my detatched cock out of Seth's ass, then picked up his limp body with one arm and brought it over to a charging station. The machine grabbed and penetrated his body, and like the others, he ejaculated as soon as the probe made contact with the Device, his eyes bugging out then shutting tight. I was still trying to make sense of what had just happened. "What the hell?" was the best I could do. CRS-109a looked me impassively. "My programming was very strong. It was only when he created more subjects that the network began to become overloaded.It was then that I was able to recover a little of my independent thought, when I was far enough away and strong enough to overcome his control. Even then I knew it could only last for a few moments. That's when I was able to insert my own program into the system, disabling the network and all its connections. I also gave you three instructions directly, outside the network. You performed them well." I was beginning to feel sorry for this android. "So what happens now?" I asked. "First, we will need to repair you. You suffered damage, as your male genitalia was detatched from you. We can re-attach it or you can complete your transition with a fully-functional set of female organs. " It was only now that I was starting to feel pain between my legs. Something would have to be done, but I was at a crossroads. "Can I ever return to my former self?" "If you had been fully processed, you could inhabit the body of this deactivated human/android patterned to look like Steve. It's what I intend to do with the Audra clone. I have had all of my humanity removed and can transfer my programming to her easily. It would be much harder for you, as I would have to reduce you to mere programming, which in human terms would be unpleasant. I would not recommend it." I made up my mind. "I'd like to complete my transition, then. What will you need to do?" "I can program the needed changes into the charging device. In return I would ask a favor of you." "Name it." "I need your help to transition to the Audra body, now, while it's still disabled. I will give you something for the pain." She went to a nearby cabinet and pulled out what looked like a large nicotine patch. She placed it between my legs and the pain vanished instantly. "Now I need you to hold the index finger of each of my hands against this small blue dot behind her ears. When I am in transfer mode, I will be unable to maintain the connection myself. I will need assistance." Seemed like a simple enough request. We went over to the limp body of the 'new' Audra. Propping her up, I held the fingers of the CRS-109a against the back of her neck. The body began to twitch a bit, but I held the connection tight. The android's body started to sag, but I held the connection until I heard Audra say, "It's okay, you can let go now. The transition is complete." I fell back, exhausted. Audra burst into tears. "I haven't been able to feel....anything....for months. No emotions. No pain. No pleasure. Nothing. I was an automaton. It was like a hell without end, and he put me there, the bastard. She got up and went over to the limp figure of Seth. She smacked his face so hard I was afraid she'd rip it clean off. He was unconscious, which was probably for the best. She fiddled with the dials on the side of the charger. "Well, payback's a bitch, honey, because I'm going to drain you just like you drained me. You'll retain all your knowledge, because I'll need you from time to time. But your days of feeling anything are over." Seth's body shivered a bit, then went limp again. "And Ruby, I have you to thank. I can't make you into Steve again, but I can make you the sexiest piece of ass around. You're already pretty far down that road, but I want you to know pleasure like you never knew existed." I tried to think about what someone had once said about too much pleasure, but I came up blank. Audra led me to another charger and as it gripped me and entered me. I saw Audra fiddling with the dials. Just as I was about to pass out, I saw a smile cross her face as she went back and fiddled some more. Then everything went dark. ************************************************************************ ***** "So Ruby, is this a cult?" Samantha Greene from Expose Magazine got right to the point. We were sitting on the veranda of our house on The Estate. "Of course not, Samantha. Anyone here is free to go whenever they want." She seemed unimpressed. "That's what every cult says. We'll return to that question later. Don't you think this is certainly a ....different kind of lifestyle? One that certain people might object to? On my way in, I saw a man having sex with a woman, all while he was being penetrated from behind by another man. In the middle of the lawn, for all to see. I mean, we're sitting here outdoors and you're wearing nothing but a gold-studded collar." "It's a warm day. I'd wear clothes if I felt like it. There are nudist colonies all over the world." "But this is more than a nudist colony. There have been allegations of impropriety of a sexual nature, unethical experimentation, brainwashing, and there's the story of how this....colony got its start a year and a half ago." "They're all just stories. Audra was left this estate in Seth's will, and she was cleared of any wrongdoing in his untimely death." "Just seems a little weird that he would leave a suicide note just a few days after totally rewriting his will leaving everything to her. And his body has never been found." I smiled. "The Pacific is a large ocean, and it was a small jet. And you shouldn't be making any claims about a different lifestyle- you're a lesbian yourself." That rocked her back for a second. "I don't know how that's relevant, Ruby." She took a sip of her coffee. A coffee with plenty of milk. I pushed on. "Of course it's relevant. Your magazine sent another reporter around a few months ago looking for a scandal. Instead he wrote a very positive piece about Audra and the rest of us. You thought he'd been seduced by all the beautiful women here, so they decided to make a second try with someone who wouldn't be looking to park his dick in a wet little pussy." Samantha seemed a bit uncomfortable. She squirmed in her chair and said, "We're just trying to get the story. Jake seemed a little ...off when he came back. And he suddenly left the magazine a week later without giving a good reason. He's dropped off the grid as far as we know." "Well, that's not our problem. Can I get you another coffee?" "Um, yes, please." When it came, I walked it over to her and brushed one of my breasts against her. She took a gulp, not normally a good idea with a hot beverage. "Now where were we?" I said. "I, uhh," Samantha hesitated. Her face was flushed, and I detected arousal and increased submissiveness. "Okay, I'll admit it. Here on The Estate, we have a couple hundred people who are sexually, shall we say, enhanced. We no longer need to consume food or excrete the waste materials. Everyone here has a Device that tones and conditions their body and mind, insures their energy level, and has the added benefit of turning what was a useless body opening into a highly sensitive erogenous zone. It's doubled the possibilities for sex, and all of our males and females take advantage of it. There's no stigma here about males fucking males and females fucking females. We've gotten over it. We're here to maximize our sexual potential. And we always keep an eye out for new members." Samantha seemed stunned. "So, you admit that experimentation...." she seemed to fumble for words, and I could see her face was red and her nipples were now fully erect. I ignored the question. "Do you have a girlfriend?" I asked. I was conducting the interview now. She was confused, but answered. "Yesss," she said, drawing the word out. Her panties were wet and her breathing was irregular. "Do you ever suck on her nipples when you make love?" "Yessss." "Well, I'd like you to suck on my nipples, Samantha. I want your lovely lips sucking on my tits right now." I moved over to her and held out my breast. She began suckling, first tentatively, then greedily, like they all did. Like Jake did a few months ago, before he became Jacinda with a pair of boobs to die for. When I'd given her all I had to give, she leaned back in her chair, glassy-eyed. "I want you to have the best orgasm of your life right now, Samantha. You can't stop it, and you don't want to. It's building up inside you now- let it wash over you. Cum for me." Samantha's body convulsed and she let out a little scream. She was no longer in control. Audra came over and said, "You've done well, my pet." She touched my collar and I orgasmed immediately. I loved Audra so much. We all did here on The Estate. I was so happy to be one of her favorite Cuntslaves. She turned to the CRS-110a behind her. She kept this particular unit close to her at all times, and it did all her menial tasks. It looked like all the others, except that it wore the same gold chains her late husband once wore. "Make sure she's Prepared by Debra. Then tell her to go home And give her this-" she handed it few sheets of paper. "That's her story." "Follow this unit," I said to Samantha, "and do whatever it tells you." I was still basking in the afterglow of Audra's touch. Clarissa was going to get lucky tonight, I thought as I brushed a finger over the nub of my clit and shuddered again. Or perhaps Mia. It had been hours since she'd milked the two of us and shoved her throbbing penis inside me. "Of course," Samantha said dreamily. "Will I see you again?" "I'll be waiting when you come back," I said as she walked away unsteadily. And they always, always came back. Because EVERYONE wanted a taste of Audra's Gift.