Cindy awoke the next morning as she felt someone's weight press down on her.  Her arousal was already blooming and Cindy enjoyed the feeling of hands coursing over her body, leaving trails of fire across her skin as they passed.  Her lover's lips pressed against hers and she found herself kissing back.  Her own hands traced their own path across her lover’s body, slowly revealing the body of an athlete.  Her hands continued down between their legs and caressed the erect member she found there.  By now Cindy could feel her own juices flowing between her legs and running down her nether lips.  Her lover pressed forward and Cindy's hands guided him between her folds, positioning the tip of his member against her entrance.  Cindy's eyes opened as her lover sank into her, looking into the eyes of her high school's star quarterback, Neal Muelo.  They quickly set up a casual rhythm and Cindy was soon moaning in pleasure as the star athlete plowed into her pussy with slow measured strokes.  Her new lover caressed her soft breasts, teasing her nipples as they coupled.  Cindy drifted away on the pleasure his skilled treatment brought with every caress and thrust.  Her body did its part as well, caressing her lovers upper body, her lips meeting his in passionate kisses before her mouth traced its way down his neck and chest until she was nibbling on his own small nipples.

     The couple continued for almost an hour, panting and moaning on Cindy's bed, a cool morning breeze tickling their seething flesh.  The pleasure built up within her with each measured thrust and casual caress.  Then suddenly the dam broke, and Cindy slipped into orgasm.  She pulled the young stud to her, kissing him wildly as her pussy clamped down on his impaling member.  He joined her in a satisfied groan as Cindy felt his seed pass into her spasming folds, spreading warmth as it spurted from his member.

     They lay there, still intimately embraced for another moment before her lover pushed himself up onto one arm, and swept the loose hair from Cindy's face.  "Good morning.  Welcome back to Penbrooke."

     "Thanks." Cindy replied, sheepishly, not quite sure what to say.  She had admired Neal from a distance back in school, even talked to him a few times.  Now, lying beneath him, his member still within her, she didn't quite know how to deal with him.

     "No, thank you." He replied, his fingers tracing her right arm as his eyes traced down her lovely body.

     "You do this often?" Cindy grabbed his hand and placed it firmly on his own thigh.  She may be programmed to be a slut, but that didn't mean she was going to give freebies when she had a choice.

     "Sure, though sometimes a cute little thing wakes me up in the morning.  Maybe it'll be you tomorrow." He gave her hips a casual caress.

     Cindy sincerely hoped not.  She realized that not everyone was considering this new way of life to be a bad thing.  Neal had likely gotten himself more women in the last few weeks then he had as a football star, and with none of the relationship baggage to boot.  With that realization Cindy pulled herself out from under him as best she could.  She had liked the good morning fuck, but was in no mood to deal with the company it left her with.  "I hope not.  Now get out of here."

     "Have it you're way.  I can't wait to see you beggin' for it tomorrow." Neal got up from the bed and stormed his way out of the house.

     What a jerk, Cindy thought, and quickly walked down for breakfast.  She felt the tickle of his seed run down between her legs and regretted lacking the capacity to wash it away.  As she passed Heather's room, she saw another of Penbrooke's star athletes giving Heather her own good morning fuck.  Cindy hoped he was less conceited then her morning companion had been and continued down to the dining room.  By the time she had made it to the dining room she was nearly overwhelmed by the smell of her mother's delicious cooking mixing with the smells of sex.  Cindy was surprised to see Megan sitting beside the table with the sheen of sweat on her skin.  Cindy's father sat at the head of the table quietly enjoying his own breakfast.
 

     "Good morning, honey.  Megan was just visiting and I invited her for breakfast." Her father remarked trying to keep a relaxed demeanor.

     Cindy nodded and sat down beside her friend, having already figured out the obvious fact that her best friend had dropped in to give her father an intimate good morning coupling.  Megan shot her a confirming look, and a surprisingly smug smile.

     Cindy's mother came out of the kitchen a moment later carrying a plate of scrambled eggs and sausage for Cindy.  Cindy was surprised to see her wearing an apron, given the general nudity that prevailed thanks to the program.  She realized however, that it was probably allowed for protective reasons, no sense allowing one of their pets to get burned.

     "Good morning, Cindy.  I hope you slept well." Her mother greeted before turning back to the kitchen.  Cindy watched her mother walk away, wondering who had left the trail of semen traveling down between her legs.

     Cindy ate her breakfast as she grappled with the strange situation.  Her family had a tendency to adapt through its many trials over the years, but Cindy was surprised at how quickly everyone was to bring a face of normality to the situation.  Still, Cindy knew she was no more willing to breach the subject as any of the rest of the family, and added the normal causal banter to their breakfast discussion.

     Heather walked down a few minutes later, with her lover beating his way out of the house behind her.  Cindy recoiled inside as she found her eyes admiring Heather's trim body as it still showed the signs of her arousal, complete with the trickle of her lovers juices twinkling between her legs.  Cindy was beginning to wonder about her sexuality with every new reaction she felt to the nude forms around her.

     Their mother brought out another plate for Heather and joined her family for breakfast.  The small talk faded quickly away, leaving only silence as they finished their plates.

     "Mrs. Stewart, do you mind if Cindy goes out with me today?"  Megan asked as everyone was finished with breakfast.

     "That's fine, just be sure both of you put on some suntan lotion if you're going to be outside long.  Those new outfits won't protect you that much." Cindy's mother warned.

     "We will, Mom." Cindy replied as she followed Megan to the bathroom.

     Megan pulled out the suntan lotion and quickly began spreading it around her naked body with a seductive caress of her hands.  Cindy turned away, ashamed of her own reaction as she watched her friend rub the lotion over her body.  Cindy found her own hands do a similar performance as she began rubbing the lotion over her own body.  Her hands massaged the lotion into her breasts, and traced her waist and legs.  She continued until her entire body was covered except for her back.  Megan helped Cindy rub lotion onto her back and Cindy returned the favor with a bit of apprehension.  She felt her pussy begin to warm with natural arousal as she caressed Megan's back.  Cindy was ashamed of the reaction, but grateful that she hadn't been forced into another lesbian act by her programming just then.

     The pair quickly donned their abbreviated clothes and went out into the new Penbrooke.

     As they walked down the sidewalk, Megan cupped her hand between her legs.  "You dad is really big.  It felt like I was going to bust taking him in.  Have you had him yet?"

     Cindy was a little shocked by the question but she guessed that a lot of conversations were going to be about sex given the new way of things.  She cupped her own pussy as she remembered the feeling of her father's cock stretching her wide.

     "Yeah, for most of yesterday afternoon." Cindy replied.  She soon found herself telling Megan of her homecoming experience in intimate detail.  Cindy was slightly surprised as Megan probed for every lewd detail right down to the sensations she had felt when first impaled on her father's member.

     Megan giggled as she listened, casually groping herself as they walked down the street.  "The good morning fuck is cool too.  Billy woke me up my first morning home.  He's pretty big too, not like your dad, but he sure used it well."

     Cindy slowly got used to Megan's public display as they walked over to Frank's house.  She listened with some interest to Megan's sexual stories, wondering just how long it would be before she had as many varied experiences to talk about.  Megan had already fucked most of her neighbors and friends, along with a smattering of others.  Cindy listened as Megan rattled off a litany of sexual acts, a list of perversions that would have appalled Cindy a few days ago, but now elicited curiosity and arousal.  She was surprised to find the lack of control she felt from the impulses was oddly liberating.  She knew it was only a matter of time before she did everything Megan had and more, whether she resisted or not.  The fact that she couldn't resist gave her the freedom to enjoy the experiences and slowly Cindy found herself impatient for her next impulse to introduce her to a new round of sex.

     Cindy was also enthralled by the people walking past.  All of the women wore much the same outfit as her and Megan.  A few women ran past, seemingly oblivious to the fact that their breasts were exposed and bouncing freely, their shirts having ridden up their chest.  The men walked around in nothing more than shorts, mostly boxers, and Cindy noticed that almost every guy she passed had a boner tenting his shorts.  Occasionally, a couple would be fucking on a lawn or sidewalk.  By the time they had made it to Frank's house, Cindy was already well aroused, stimulated by the new behavior of Penbrooke's citizens.

     As they entered the house, Cindy and Megan removed their meager coverings, and greeted Frank with two visions of teenage beauty.  Frank had came up to check on who had stopped by, and was obviously pleased by his guests.  He wrapped his arms around Megan's waist and reached his head around for a welcoming kiss.

     "Hello, you must be Cindy.  I'm Frank.  Megan's told me a lot about you." Frank greeted as his eyes did a quick appraisal of Cindy's nude form.

     Cindy forgave the indiscretion as she had given Frank a good looking over herself.  "She's told me a lot about you too."

     Frank blushed slightly at that.  "Well, I'm sure she was just giving you fair warning.  I'm glad you stopped by I have something to show you."

     "Like what?" Megan asked as Frank led them down into his basement.

     Cindy looked around as they descended the stairs.  Frank's basement was filled with electronics, parts and pieces littered the floor and several benches.  Several computers and test equipment sat around one end of the work area.  Cindy also noted the bed in the side of the basement, guessing that it had been well used in the last few weeks.

     "I was doing another test this morning and I think I found the signal link between our implants." Frank replied as he sat down at one of the computers.

     "What does that mean?" Cindy asked.

     "Well, after being implanted, I've been trying to discover how they work.  After a couple of impulses I guessed that they might be networked together, that's how your program knows just how to have you behave in each encounter.  I've been doing a sweep of radio frequencies since then, and I found this signal this morning, when I had my good morning fuck." Frank explained as he showed then the signal he had recorded.  "With a few more impulse triggers, I should be able to figure out the basic protocols.  Maybe even figure out a way to interface with the implants."

     "Really?  You mean we could go back to normal?" Megan asked excitedly.

     "I don't know.  I might be able to control the impulses, but you have to admit there's a lot more to our programming than just the impulses.  I don't think you girls would normally go around naked in a guys house." Frank pointed out.  "There is another series of tests I wanted to ask you about, Megan.  I was reading through the information pamphlet and it says that men can give limited commands directly into women's implants.  Would you mind if I tried it out?  That will give me another avenue into the implant to study, but I don't want to force you."

     "I'll do it." Cindy found herself saying.  She surprised herself a little, but helping Frank could be the first step back to a normal existence.  Even though she was beginning to adapt to this new way of life, she still longed for her old existence.  If she could help achieve that, she was willing to make some sacrifices, and she didn't find Frank that unattractive.

     Megan was oddly a bit more reluctant but chimed in as well.

     "Just don't make me do anything too embarrassing."  She warned.

     Cindy wondered just what could still embarrass her friend after the list of things she admitted to doing.  Cindy figured Megan could accept the impulses, but didn't want her boyfriend to mistreat her in the same way.

     Frank laughed at that.  "Don't worry, I won't have you do anything you haven't already enjoyed.  I'll set up the equipment."

     Megan giggled at that.  "How long do you think it'll be before you can do anything with our implants?"

     "If everything goes well, I should be able to interface with them in another day or two.  The problem is I will only be able to mimic commands I know until I decode the interface language.  That's not going to be very useful and there's the chance that they placed security features to keep us from trying this sort of thing." Frank replied as he began setting up his sensing equipment.

     Just then Cindy felt the wave of arousal that marked the beginning of a new impulse.  Her hands began the work of self-preparation, massaging her breasts and rubbing her nether lips, as she walked over to the bed.  As she sat on the edge of the bed, she was greeted by the sight of Frank walking up to her, stroking his hard cock.  Cindy lay back, pulling her legs to her chest as her hands continued masturbating, her fingers plunging into her own rapidly slickening vagina.  Cindy was able to steal a glance over at Megan as Frank was positioning himself.  Megan was slowly masturbating as she watched her boyfriend descend on her best friend.  Cindy felt her hand pull away from her pussy and pull her legs back further against her upper body.  She watched as Frank stepped up to her open bottom, directing his stiff member between her legs.  She gasped as he parted her nether lips with the head of his cock, parting her intimate flesh as he rubbed it up and down, sparking pleasure as he teased Cindy at her most intimate spot.

     Cindy gasped as he continued his torture.  She bucked her hips back against him, trying to force his member inside.  Frank continued his teasing, forcing cries of passion from Cindy as he batted her clit with the head of his member.  With that he pulled back slightly, drawing his cock down to her entrance.  Cindy moaned in relief as he filled her to the balls in one full thrust.  Cindy relished the sensation for a moment as Frank pulled her legs to his chest and resting her calves on his shoulders.  Cindy cried out again as Frank began pumping himself in and out of her with long hard thrusts.  Frank leaned forward slightly, resting his weight on Cindy's thighs as he reach down to caress her pert, bouncing globes.  Cindy found herself virtually unable to move as he pounded into her.  The stillness of her hips allowed her to be more fully aware of the pistoning movement of Franks member within her.  He certainly wasn't the largest she'd had in the last few days, but her programming didn't care, and Cindy felt her passion grow with each delicious thrust into her.  Cindy began grunting in time with his thrusts, enjoying the almost casual way he was kneading her breasts as his member plowed into her.  They coupled like that for quite some time, and Cindy was again sailing away on the pleasure that flowed through her body.  She was pulled back to reality for only a moment by Franks groan of satisfaction, as she was whisked away by her orgasm when she felt his seed spread warmly within her.  She cried out in passion, her legs dropping from Frank's shoulders as her body relaxed.  Frank fell on top of her and gave her a passionate kiss as she rode the torrent of her unleashed orgasm.
 
     Cindy stayed entangled beneath Frank for another couple minutes as they both recovered from their own climax.  She felt Frank lift her up and drop her farther back on the bed before he pulled back from her.  Frank withdrew his still partially erect member from Cindy with a pop and lay down beside her.  Cindy rested beside Megan's boyfriend.  She felt a twinge of guilt course through her at their last act.  Cindy knew she couldn't help it, and that Megan had likely witnessed Frank coupling with other girls before.  Even as she enjoyed the afterglow of her orgasm, she regretted the direction her impulse had driven her this time.

     Megan lay down beside Cindy, giving her friend a hug.  "It's okay, you couldn't help it.  Besides, I know you enjoyed it."  Megan smiled deviously at her friend.

     Cindy relaxed, hugging her friend as Frank moved up behind her.  He rested himself on her back, draping his arm over her waist as he reached over and caressed Megan's raised hip.  The trio lay their like that for some time before regaining the willpower to move again.  Cindy secretly enjoyed the sensation, sandwiched between Megan and her boyfriend.  Her nipples rubbed against Megan's breasts as she breathed.  Their hips all merged together, and Cindy felt both Franks limp member and the tufts of Megan's pussy hairs.

     "That was a slight change of plans." Frank smiled, pulling himself away from the two lovely young ladies beside him.

     Cindy sat up, cupping her semen slickened mound.  A disturbing though crossing her mind.  "I wonder how long it'll be before I get pregnant."

     Megan giggled.  "I though you knew.  The implant keeps you from ovulating and menstruating.  You can't get pregnant until they want you to."

     Cindy was relieved and surprised the thought hadn't crossed her mind before now, but there had been a lot happening to her over the last couple days.  The thought that she could get turned into breeding stock was a bit disturbing, though.

     Frank finished setting up his equipment then turned back to the two naked girls on his bed.  "Are you ready for some tests?  With the data I just received from our last impulse and a few tests of my implants control over you, I should have enough information to begin a building a test interface."

     "Sure." They said in unison, siting side by side on the edge of bed.

     "Okay, let's try something simple first.  I'm going to send the commands, and not speak them, just to be sure it works.  Here goes." Frank warned.

     Cindy felt the familiar tingle at the base of her neck and found herself laying back onto the bed.  Her hands flowed across her body, resting between her legs and on her breasts.  A casual arousal began to build up within her at her hands expert ministrations, but she wasn't swept away by the now familiar programmed passion.  Cindy wasn't in the mood however, and though her hands massaged her intimately with programmed skill, Cindy mentally rested.

     Cindy looked beside her to see Megan in a far more excited state.  Megan was resting on her knees, her hand driving a large dildo in and out of her pussy with a feverish pace, moaning passionately as she pushed the toy into her intimate flesh.  Her other hand was busy rubbing her clit with equal fervor.  Cindy felt her own fires flare as she watched Megan drive the ribbed rubber phallus between her nether lips till it was nearly engulfed by Megan's nether lips.  Cindy watched in awe as her friend filled herself completely with the toy, till the base of the dildo was flush with her pussy lips.  Now fully impaled, Megan's hands cupped her breast and rubbed her clit.  Megan bent forward, giving Cindy an unobstructed view of her impaled pussy, moaning from her self-stimulation.  Cindy burned inside from the lewd scene of her friend flesh so fully parted around the toy, her nether lips wrapped in an 'o' around the dildo's base.  Even more stimulating was the sound of Megan's cries when she dug her fingers into her pussy to grip the base of the toy and remove its length from within her.  Cindy watched her friend writhe in passion as she slowly removed the toy from her passage, it's rubber surface sparkling with Megan's juices.  The scene of Megan's self impalement was only inches from her face, and Cindy's latent attraction for her beautiful friend was brought to the surface as Cindy succumbed to her own masturbation.  Cindy began fantasizing about Megan, remembering the stimulating scene only hours before when they had put on their suntan lotion.  Her hands continued sparking passion within her as she watched her friend piston the well-lubricated dildo into her pussy.  Cindy watched in fascination, her passion over flowing, and then the floodgates parted.  Cindy felt her own orgasm grip her as Megan screamed out passionately beside her.  Her vaginal muscles pulsed against her impaled fingers as her other hand roughly squeezed her breast.  Cindy lay back as her orgasm washed away, casually fondling herself as she enjoyed the afterglow.  Megan fell beside her, panting from her own exertion.  Cindy looked over to see her friend's pert, round breasts rise and fall with Megan's labored breaths, the dildo still wedged deeply in Megan's pussy.  Cindy admired her friend’s beauty for a moment before drifting off in a nap.

     Frank awoke the girls a short time later, and ran further tests on them.  Cindy let herself enjoy Frank's orders, but advised him of turning on the programmed arousal as well.  Frank smiled at that, clearly enjoying the fact that Cindy had aroused herself for the first test.  By the end of the day, all three were exhausted from the tests, Frank having joined in for some of the later experiments.  He was satisfied with the results and led the two tired girls up to a guest bedroom where he put them down for the night.

     Cindy wrapped her arms around Megan as they lay there on Franks guest bed.  Cindy pressed her breasts into her friend’s back, and they soon fell asleep in that comfortable position.  Cindy idly wondered what tomorrow would bring as she rubber her hands lightly across her best friends soft stomach, drifting off into a pleasant sleep..
 

*****
 

     Over the next several days, the trio continued their testing of the implants.  Cindy was a bit surprised that Frank hadn't made her and Megan go at each other, and was even more surprised and secretly frustrated that the impulses and driven them into each other's arms.  Still, Cindy wasn't ready to admit her attraction just yet, and endured the disappointment.  Between Frank's experiments all three succumbed to impulses several times a day.
 

     Each morning they were either woken with an arousing good morning fuck or found themselves waking up someone in their bed.  Cindy had found herself under Megan's brother Billy one morning, and descending on the ready cock of one of her teachers the next morning.  The few days she returned home, Cindy found herself embracing her family as well.  The most peculiar thing she had done so far was riding her sister Heather with a strap on for most of an afternoon.  Cindy found herself unable to remove the dildo fully from her sister the entire time.  She pounded away between Heather's legs for hours, from almost every position imaginable.  Heather screamed with passion the entire time, her orgasms triggered at the slightest movement of Cindy's strap on.  Every few minutes they would have to change positions, and Cindy would feel like she was being wrapped in a human pretzel.  The entire time, Cindy only felt her own building passion, never once orgasming, until her sister cried out for the last time.  As her sister moaned with her final orgasm, the dam within Cindy broke and she cried out as the strongest orgasm she remember coursed through her.

     Cindy had grown to accept her new life, but she was always waiting for Frank to find the answers he was seeking and unlock the control to the implants.  Cindy had wondered for a while if Frank hadn't just been stringing them along to get them to willing cooperate, but once she fully realized that they wouldn't have had a choice if he wanted to force the issue, she didn't worry about that anymore.  Frank wasn't that varied with his experiments, and Cindy usually found herself masturbating or fucking through most of Frank's tests.  She enjoyed the experiences on a carnal level, but grew bored of it.  In an odd way she looked forward to the unpredictable randomness of an impulse driving her to some peculiar new assortment of sexual predicaments and partners.

     After the first couple days, Frank had built an interface with the implants that could mimic his own commands, and those of the impulses.  After a few experiments confirmed that it worked, Frank hit a brick wall.

     "I can't decode the language they're using.  It's some kind of binary code, and I only have a small part of the command set and protocols.  I can make us all fuck like bunnies till we pass out, but I can't really link into the system.  I need a higher level access and some interface protocols before I can go any farther." Frank explained with dismay.  All the work they had done so far didn't really bring them any closer to being free of the implant's control.  Frank set up a system to manage the impulses in his own lab, but once outside, they were all susceptible to random impulses again.  Besides that, even inside they had to run out a program to release themselves from an impulse.  The only good thing was that they got to choose the nature of the sex the impulse drove them to.

     Frank set up his equipment to scan for new signals, with the hope that someday someone would pass by who held the keys to unlocking the rest of the implants controls.  Until then, the trio resigned itself to the fate the rest of Penbrooke had already came to accept.

     It was a few weeks later when Frank's system alerted them to new, high level  protocols being sent.  They gathered around Frank's equipment as he looked over the new data.

     "This is it.  Some high level command is being bounced around, it's only going through female links, though.  Brace yourselves." Frank warned.  Just as he spoke, Megan and Cindy felt the odd tingle of an incoming command.  Frank watched, concerned as the two young ladies turned around and ran up the stairs.
 

     Cindy wondered just where they were going.  They stopped briefly at the door to put on their standard attire, and were soon running down the street.  Cindy felt her breasts bounce freely as she ran, knowing that her blouse top wasn't going to cover her under these conditions.  She watched as countless other women raced out of the houses on either side of the street, running towards some unknown destination.  Cindy idly computed what lay ahead, and quickly guessed they must be heading towards Penbrooke's high school.

     She wasn't relieved when her suspicions were confirmed, and she joined the growing throng of Penbrooke women filing into her school.  She wondered why they were all being gathered together like that, and feared the possibilities.  As they passed through the doors, every woman stripped and continued on.  By the time Megan and Cindy had passed through the doors a large pile of discarded clothes had accumulated inside.  Several men dressed in sharp black suits and wearing black sunglasses stood watch over the scene, unmoving as countless women stripped before them.  Their very presence and demeanor scared Cindy even more, but she had no choice but follow her program as her legs carried her into the gymnasium.  As she entered, another man in a black suit gave her a quick review and she felt another tingle pass through her neck.  Cindy walked across the auditorium, looking over a growing formation of women across the floor.  As she looked over the naked women before her, Cindy realized they were being sorted, and she found herself taking a place amongst a formation of young attractive girls, like herself.

     Cindy watched the formations fill up slowly.  Megan had been placed right beside her, but Cindy couldn't turn her head to see her friend.  She stood a attention, as did all the girls around her, waiting to see why she had been brought here.

     After the flow of women entering the gymnasium ended, Cindy watched as Brice Pearson walked out before the assembled women.

     "Good afternoon, ladies.  I'm here to conduct a follow up evaluation of the HRI program.  My associates are also looking to fill several positions at our head office, and we will be reviewing candidates momentarily.  Please feel free to relax as we begin our evaluation and continue to enjoy your membership with HRI."  Brice explained.

     Cindy felt a tingle at the base of her neck, and her senses dissolved into a flow of orgasms.  She stood there, silent and unmoving as her mind dissolved into pure ecstasy.  Her eyes stared straight ahead, unseeing, but giving her keepers two windows into the sea of pleasure that was consumed her.

     Cindy was swept away by the programmed orgasm until she felt a tap upon her forehead.  Her mind instantly cleared, and she felt her body start moving again, heading for the exits.  The cool air in the school chilling her inner thighs as her orgasm generated juices dried between her legs.  Cindy wondered what she had been selected for, as most of the women around her remained in place.  She remembered Brice's comments about position's at their head office, and worried that she was going to fill one.

     Cindy heard footfalls behind her, and figured that she was part of a group but couldn't turn to see who they were as she walked back out of the school.  Her legs carried her outside, and Cindy was surprised that she hadn't stopped to get dressed.  She wasn't concerned by her nudity anymore, but the fact that her program hadn't made sure she was clothed was a worrisome development to Cindy.  She saw a long black limousine siting at the curb in front of her.  Another black suited man walked up to the door and opened it just in time for Cindy to climb into the back row of seats.  She slid over to far window, and felt two more people slide up beside her, though she still wasn't free to move her head and look.  Her eyes were free to move, however, and she looked over to see an elderly man of perhaps sixty siting in a seat in front of her.  He sat there, his eyes traveling across Cindy and her other companions, a pleased smile fixed across his wrinkled face.  As he reviewed his latest catch, Brice got in beside him and sat down.  Everyone sat in silence for a few moments as the limo began moving.

     "Very nice, Brice.  I can see you did a good job, who do we have here?" Asked the old man, as he gave Brice a cheerful pat on his shoulder.

     Brice handed him a palm computer and the old man reviewed his new charges out load.  "Cindy Stewart, Megan Carm and Susan Trent."

     Cindy winced as he read of Megan's name, it was bad enough to be here herself, but she certainly didn't want Megan to share her fate.  She didn't really know Susan well, she was a year older than Cindy was and they hadn't had anything but a passing acquaintance.

     "All came highly recommended from their evaluators and Megan gave a stunning performance as an introductory evaluation for Penbrooke." Brice beamed, clearly glad to have gained favor with his associate.

     "I see.  Well, I suppose you young ladies are wondering why you're here."  The old man turned to the three naked girls in front of him.  "First, I'll introduce myself.  I'm Alan Zoran, President of HRI.  Since HRI was founded two years ago, we've been slowly expanding our membership.  To keep up with the demands placed on us by our clients and our expanding member base, we've had to establish special positions for remarkable members.  You've all been selected, as well as several others of our Penbrooke members.  Brice selected you three specifically for a special opening, but I'll tell you more about that later.  For now, I'll just let you enjoy the rest of the trip."

     Cindy had barely internalized his comments before she felt a tingle at the base of her neck, and her concerns and fear drifted away in another continuous orgasm.

     Cindy drifted down from the programmed pleasure some time later, noting sullenly that the limo had stopped and their captors were already on their way out.  She felt her control had returned, and quickly looked over to Megan and Susan to see if they were all right.  Both looked back with the same concern and fear Cindy felt.  Cindy tried to speak, but found that ability had been cut for the time being.

     "You'll speak only when spoken to directly.  Now, follow us." Brice explained after watching Cindy grab at her throat.

     Cindy thought about resisting, but then decided it was better to stay in control.  She was in their lair, and her body had already been bent to their will.  There wasn't much chance of getting away at this point.  She resigned herself, and followed the other two girls out of the limo.

     As she stepped out onto the pavement, she looked up to see the HRI headquarters.  It looked like an Aztec stone pyramid, several stories tall, reliefs caved along its surface.  A glass covered garden ringed its base.  The only modern touch was a small entrance at the base of the pyramid.  The headquarters stood in a few acres of well cut grass, the clearing completely surrounded by tall dark trees.  Cindy was awed by the power of the scene before her, but only took a moment before returning her attention to the strange men who held her captive.

     Alan and Brice talked quietly as they strolled up to the entrance, their entourage in tow.  Besides the three girls, six black suited men followed behind, ensuring that the girls didn't decide to make a break for it.

     As they passed through the entrance, Alan turned back to the girls.  "Don't worry, this is your new home for now.  I'm sure you'll come to like it.  But first let me show you our proudest creations."

     Alan waved the girls through the main door and into a long hallway. A row of pedestals, each roughly six feet around and a foot above the floor, lined each side, and atop each platform was one or two people.  Cindy looked over the display.  Atop the first several platforms stood visions of human perfection.  Women and men of every human race were found, each a perfect specimen of their people.  Each woman was the vision of a man's wet dream, with shapely form, round, firm breasts, and sculpted, seductive features.  Each one molded to the standards of her race.  The men were the ultimate representations of masculinity, their form chiseled and features handsome.  Most were paired, locked in displays of their sexuality, silently coupling for the passing visitors.  Some sat alone, presenting their bodies for inspection by passing guests.  Cindy watched entranced by a beautiful Asian woman who seemed to be conducting herself in a slow sensual dance.  Cindy felt her own internal fires begin to spark at the examples of human beauty surrounding her.

     "These are our finest work in the human form.  We have surpassed normal surgery, and each of these examples is the living proof of our techniques.  These members each came to us as ugly ducklings, and we molded them in to the perfect swans before you.  To prove our methods were beyond the normal boundaries of medical science, each of these members had both their sex and race changed.  With our new techniques, there is nothing our technicians can't do.  Come and see our more exotic works." Alan beamed, clearly proud at the work displayed around him.

     Cindy was shocked by the revelation.  She looked into the eyes of a Indian woman who was silently moaning as her African companion moved between her legs.  Cindy could hardly believe that the woman before her had once been a man, and wondered what lay in store for her own group as they followed Alan down to the next gallery.

     Cindy recoiled a bit at the next gallery.  Displayed before her was a collection of people who could have won world records for their various dimensions.  The least shocking were the women with mammoth breasts, and the men with enormous cocks.  Some of the displays seamed almost normal, though Cindy soon learned they likely hid their special features after witnessing one woman pull a dildo from her pussy that was almost two feet long and six inches wide.  Cindy looked to the floor, nauseated by not just the display but the thought that she might join them.

     "These are some of our more special requests.  Several of our clients have very developed fetishes, and we do our best to help meet their requests.  Our technicians have developed methods that allow our members to adapt easily to even the most extreme of enhancements." Alan explained as they passed through.

     Cindy followed along through many more such galleries, each displaying a particular aspect of HRI's capabilities, from body modifications to programming features.  Cindy had looked on in awe and fear at the sexual displays presented.  HRI had everything from bondage to masseuse training.  As they passed each display, Cindy worried about her future.

     "And here is our final display.  Some of our clients began making requests for a melding of nature with our members.  With the help of our technicians we have already finished developing the new techniques.  These are our proudest accomplishments, the fusion of man and beast." Alan waved his arms over the final gallery, presenting his latest masterpieces for the now sincerely frightened girls.

     On each pedestal stood a lone figure, a perfectly melding of human and animal features.  Cindy reviewed the displays with dismay, seeing almost the entire compliment of mammal life melded to human form.  On the right side, water tanks displayed creatures of the sea.  Each melding was done to the features of a human.  Cindy took a moment to closely look over  the cat woman who slowly turned to display every facet of her form.  A black coat of shiny fir covered her head to toe, save a white patch over her breasts and abdomen.  Her breasts were still human shaped, two perfectly round globes covered in fir, her nipples, pink and erect, pointing out at the tips.  A long tail flicked casually behind her, perfectly melded to the base of her spine.  Her hands and feet now resembled paws, and Cindy noted that the cat woman no longer had a thumb, and her palm had cat-like pads.  her face was a melding of feminine and feline features, her nose was pushed up, forming a cat like nostril, her face was slightly elongated into a muzzle, with whiskers on both sides.  Her eyes were classically feline, and she stared down at Cindy through the slits.  The cat woman had a human like head of hair, cut just above her neck.  Finally two pointed feline ears peaked through her hair on each side of her head.  Most of the remaining displays were similarly melded with other species.  A few though stood out as classical creatures.  Cindy looked over many creatures of myth, centaurs and mermaids, as well as more fiendish looking werewolves.

     After allowing his charges to review the masterpieces Alan chimed in again.  "Not only are these creatures beautiful, they are wholly what you see before you.  Their children will be as they are, and all are also designed to breed with humans as well.  The offspring of mixed parentage will be fully of one species however."

     Cindy was now quite worried.  She had been shown the wonders possible within this building, and didn't find any of the propositions to her liking.  At least in Penbrooke, she was allowed to be herself, here she didn't even know what she would become.

     Alan led the group past the end of the gallery hall and down a row of offices.  He led them into one of the rooms, and Cindy found it contained one large bed.  Alan ushered in all three girls and then closed the door.

     "Well, ladies, we won't be ready for you for a little while.  One of our clients has made a very special request and were still working out the bugs.  Until then, enjoy yourselves.  The technicians will be here when they're ready.  I'm sorry I can't join in, but I really do have more pressing concerns at the moment.  I look forward to seeing you when you’re finished." Alan then left the room and the three girls succumbed to new-programmed urges.
 

     Cindy felt the tingle just as he left, and a moment later she was awash in passion.  She felt her hands begin to fondle herself as she watched both Megan and Susan pull boxes from under the bed.  Cindy walked over and lay down on the bed as the two other girls each buckled on a strap on cock.  Megan's new rubber appendage was as large as Cindy's father's cock, Susan sported a considerably smaller dildo, waving it gently as she climbed onto the bed.  Megan lay down beside Cindy, and Cindy quickly straddle her hips over her friends abdomen.  As her damp pussy lips slid on her friends soft belly, her hands moved down, cupping Megan's ample breasts for the first time.  Cindy was already swept away by her own passion, and she embraced her love for Megan as she caressed and molded her friends soft globes with her hands.  She reveled in the taste of Megan's nipples as she slowly suckled at her friends teat, bring out cries of pleasure from Megan's lips.  As she massaged her friend's breasts, Cindy heard the sound of vibrators and looked over to see Susan handling several of the toys.  Cindy watched as Susan pushed a huge vibrating dildo into her pussy and then another smaller toy into her ass.  Susan moaned as she impaled herself twice, and slowly humped the air with her rubber cock.  Susan moved between Megan's legs a moment later, and Cindy heard her friend gasp as Susan slowly pushed another monster dildo into Megan's slit and another smaller phallus was pushed past Megan's rectum.  Cindy felt Megan writhe beneath her, moaning as the two toys vibrated within her stretched holes.  With that done, Cindy lifted herself up and slowly impaled herself on Megan's huge strap on.  Cindy had not felt so full since her last time with her father.  Her pussy was stretched to the limit, and Cindy felt herself tracing every contour of the dildo her intimate flesh was slowly engulfing.  Once she had filled herself completely, Cindy's finger moved between her legs again, tracing across her nether lips where they met with the dildo within her.  She whimpered at the strange sensation of her finger moving across her stretched pussy lips.  She was allowed to enjoy being so fully stretch for only a moment before she descended on her friend again.  Her lips met Megan's and they kissed passionately, their breasts jiggling together, their erect nipples poking into the other's soft flesh.  As she lay there, finally embracing her friend, Cindy felt Susan's hands caress her ass.  Cindy's hands moved back, and pulled her cheeks apart, giving Susan full access to her anal passage.  Cindy had experience anal sex before on one of her impulses.  After the initial adjustment, she found herself enjoying the experience.  Now she was treated to the experience of having both her holes filled at once.  Susan guided her strap on between Cindy's ass cheeks, and sank the full length of her dildo into Cindy.  Susan's dildo had been perfectly selected to fill Cindy to the breaking point, and Cindy moaned as it sank into her.
 

     Soon, Cindy found herself washed away by the unique stimulation of having both pussy and rectum filled to the brim.  She lay between Megan and Susan as both girls pumped their dildos into Cindy's receptive folds.  As they filled Cindy, the vibrating dildo's within them stimulated their own burning passions, and they moaned in pleasure humping at Cindy.  Cindy felt the two dildos pound within her, Susan and Megan varied their trusts, sometimes alternating and sometimes thrusting together.  Each variation stirred Cindy's passion, her hands exploring Megan's body beneath her as each new filling thrust brought her closer to the edge.  Finally she felt her pussy clamp down around the invading dildo and she screamed out in passion as an orgasm gripped her.
 

     Over several hours the three girls continued.  Orgasming every few minutes as they caressed and fondled each other’s bodies.  Cindy was awash in feminine sensation, she ate out both Megan and Susan, and they did the same for her.  She lay back to enjoy the intimate sensation of both girls licking her over her entire body.  Their tongues assaulted her senses as they caressed her every tender spot, prodding her to multiple orgasms.  Soon the roles reversed, and Cindy reveled in the intimate exploration of Megan's every intimate and sensitive spot, pleased as she watched her friend writhe in near continuous orgasms from her ministrations.

      Finally the trio collapsed in ecstasy, having fully expended themselves.  Cindy smiled warmly as she drifted off to sleep, her arms wrapped around her best friend, the happiest she’d been since her programming.

The End of Part Three.