Alternation
Chapter 1 - Null-Reality

    The room was practically dark, except for three green lamps on a long meeting table, two on the ends and one in the middle. Three men sat at the table, waiting for the meeting to start.
    After many long moments of silence, the boardroom's door opened, temporarily letting light in; silhouetting a female figure who walked in with her loud high heels beating against the ground. "Good evening, gentlemen." The soft, truly sultry female voice became a breath of fresh air for the men that waited for nearly forty-five minutes.
    "Good evening, miss," one of the men spoke.
    Barbara was a good-looking woman, tall, large silicone breasts; a lot of her body was seductive in the result of cosmetic surgery. Her brown long hair, in a sloppy bun, her thick-framed glasses probably hid some beauty from her perfect face but it added a zing to her business-oriented bitch look.
Barbara wore a respectable skirt-suit wardrobe. The white blouse left nothing to the imagination, as it bulged out of the top of the jacket, in result of the silicone. The skirt went two-thirds down her thigh, teasing the men enough.
"Hello, my name is Barbara Elizabeth. I assume that you all know why you are here." The female voice continued, as she finally made it to the front of the long table. She moved the large chair out of the way and resumed standing there.
    The men looked at each other. "We were told that you have a proposition for us?"
    "Yes. I have a project for all three of you scientists. I know that all three of you have a good reputation in completing even the most immoral of projects. And I know at least one or maybe all of you have a history with the government."
    The men did not make any acknowledgements and with the absence of replies the woman continued. "I will explain my theory before I explain your objectives."
    "What makes a person revolt into deadly perversions?" Barbara asked rhetorically. "What makes a person a perfect little innocent individual?" Barbara then started walking around the long table slowly.
    Doctor Walters was the first to speak. "Power."
    "Precisely." Barbara, being close to Walters already, she patted him on his bald head. "Power is what a human needs to become a self-pleasuring fool."
    "Some prefer submission," Doctor Williams cut in.
    "You are right, but that submission is a result of that power."
    "My theory is, that if women were the power of the world, we would have a much more violent world than we do today. That is why I am conducting a test. If you have ever watched the Matrix, you can say this test would be equivalent to hooking a human into the Matrix. It will be, in my opinion, an exact replica of the laws of Earth, except it is an entirely different world in respects of landmasses, though this world is much, much smaller than Earth. In fact, the area of land is almost seven hundred cubic miles. And there is approximately one thousand cubic miles of salt and fresh water, three oceans, two continents."
    "Wait a minute." Finally the third doctor, Doctor Stevens interrupted. "You are saying we are going to have a world for people to live in?"
    "Yes. Except in this world, we will bring three teenage girls from this world, to be rulers of the simulated world."
    "What is the objective of this test?"
    "To see what would happen in result of females ruling the world. It would be a fun experience for the girls. Plus it would be an experiment for me."
    "What would your personal gain be of this experiment, Miss Elizabeth?" Williams asked.
    "Ever want to watch another world unfold?"
    "How are we going to make it where this simulated world has the same feel to it as Earth? In regards to human senses."
    "You haven't let me finish my explanation of this fake world." Barbara quickly continued, "but what really is a fake world. Just like the Matrix, how do we know, we are not in a fake world ourselves."
    "This chip." Barbara walked over to her briefcase and opened it up and browsed through it for a few seconds before holding it up to the three men. "This chip is called the Nervous System Sensory chip. It is implanted into one's brain and can be turned on and off. This chip can read and write anything into the brain. And its main importance in this project is the simulation of the five basic senses.
    "My company has been doing advanced extensive underground research in the study of the brain. We stumbled across certain patterns in the brain; call it hacking the brain. These patterns eventually broke the code into the human's brain. So now we can control humans. We can make them see things. We could make them jack off at their family reunion. Anything."
    Williams adjusted in his seat and cleared his throat before talking, "Miss Elizabeth. As you well know I have been known to tolerate immorality to an extensive degree, but this sounds crazy.
    "If this gets into the wrong hands..." Williams dazed off, trying to think of the possibilities.
    "That is why I have chosen some of the most trusted underground scientists I know. We cannot let this information get out. No one can know about it. " Barbara defended.
    After a long conference with the three men, they began their mission.
    Doctor Stevens is to be the person that dealt with the VIP's, the ones that would rule the fake world.
    Doctor Walters is to be the person that studies the Nervous System Sensory Chip.
    Doctor Williams is the one to make sure the world's design was flawless.
    "So that means pleasure, pain..." Walters paused for a second.
    "Yes. Even death." Barbara said
    "Our presence in the world will be by a white light with this computer, and you can even create your own presence- kinda like agents of the system. I call this computer the Window." Barbara opened up the world with Window and showed it to the three men. "If we must have a presence inside the 'Matrix', this is how we do it" Barbara giggled. "We do not want the risk of our brains being taken over with the chip. It will be just like playing a first person shooter game. Just move the mouse and the arrow keys to move around the fake world."
    "Wow, the detail is incredible," Walters commented.
    "That is because it's Alienware technology," Barbara replied.
    "Aliens?"
    "No, Alienware is a computer hardware company dumb ass!" Dr. Stevens replied.
    "There will be in fact, for our subjects, much more detail than with their normal eyes. Since the pictures are digitalized and sent to the brain directly, they do not feed through imperfect eyes. This world has unlimited possibilities. You can do pretty much anything you want with this software."

    Hours later

    Doctor Stevens sat at the computer, browsing through files. He kept looking for the right girls to use in the project. Barbara asked for, 'girls from four years old to twenty. They must not be ditzy. They must be somewhat intelligent.'

    "Alright. Doctor Walters and I have to visit a special place, guys," Barbara told the two other doctors on the computer doing research. Williams was playing around in the world, editing rocks and trees. It seemed so real; it was amazing to him.
    Barbara walked Walters out of the computer room and down the hallway, down fifty floors in the elevator, into the underground parking garage. They walked towards her Lamborghini Diablo. She hit a button on her remote key and the engine turned on, with the side doors rising up.
    "Wow, nice car!" Walters commented as he listened to the wonderful jet engine power equivalent V12 initiating.
    "Thanks." Both got into the car and sped off.
    After what seemed like hours driving through the desert, they finally turned off road. The Diablo's clearance changed by five feet with hydraulics and the tires grew to thick scooping treads. Behind the Diablo, an air blower covered their tracks. And after twenty minutes of the ATV experience they finally stopped in the middle of nowhere.
    At this point, Barbara and Doctor Walters did not speak for a while. Walters was actually a little worried that maybe she brought him out here to kill him or something. So he kept his eyes peeled and his mouth shut. He so wanted to comment on the coolness of the way the Diablo could transform into an ATV vehicle.
    "Get out," Barbara finally silenced the silence. "This is where our human bodies will be kept as they are connected to the fake world."
    They both got out of the car. And looked around the baron nothingness of the desert.
    "Where?" Walters questioned, apparently confused.
    "Underground. Where no one can find it."
    "Wait, it isn't built yet?"
    "It is. But you have to swear not to tell anyone else, not even the other scientists. This is our secret. Because if anyone found out about this, we would have problems."
    "I swear."
    Barbara smiled seductively as she sluttishly moved up to Walter's ear and spoke, "it's not the company 'Alienware.' It is an actual alien ship that crash-landed way before humans were here on Earth. Earth was a hostile place at that time."
    Barbara hit a button on her remote key and a door slid open on the ground near them.
    Walters looked on with wide eyes, not believing what he was seeing; a stairway that spiraled down underneath the ground. They began walking downward, and into an incredibly large space. It had to be at least five football fields in volume and went three hundred feet down.
    "Wow, this could hold millions of people!" Walters commented.
    "Precisely. We are going to have it where they are hanging from the ceiling of the ship. We are going to eventually make a whole system to move the humans about. In fact, I plan for most of these humans to never wake up from the fake world. And we will breed the females. And we will also make babies in tubes and put chip implants in them, so that they live in the world. It will be like the Matrix, our way."
    "How do we keep this away from the feds?"
    "This is Area 51. Protected by secret government agencies."
    "Oh! Area 51!" Doctor Walters suddenly jumped in surprise.

    Junior High School - Austin, Texas

    The gymnasium was packed, and the parking lot was as well. The girl, dressed in a cheerleader uniform and her pompoms sticking out of her backpack- walked slowly up to the building, hesitant of what was to happen. She held a large orange envelope closely to her body. Her mind was distant and apparently lost in thought. She stopped for a moment, and looked down to the envelope. She could remember the words it said on the paper.

    --
    "This is a chance of a life time to become one of the most influential persons of the world. Your intelligence has been noticed by a secret government agency that needs your help. We want teenage girls that are intelligent and are capable of leading. We know that you are capable of doing that."
    --

    A man walked up behind her. "Laura," the man spoke aloud. The girl swung her head to look at him. An older man, with a black suit- her first thought was of someone from the government. She saw him glance down at the envelope between her arm and body. "We need you Laura." The man then looked up to the school auditorium. "They, do not, need you."
    Laura looked forward, towards the school, away from the man behind her. "How do I know you won't hurt me."
    "Laura, I know that you are very smart, and you know exactly where your life is going to take you, should you refuse this. You know that your life will be the result of-" the man walked right behind the girl and took her head in his hands and pointed her head towards a family approaching an alternate entrance of the building. "You will become that- you don't want that."
    Laura stared at the family, seemingly unhappy. Watching the man and the woman, walk together without the apparent ounce of appreciation or love for one another. The documents and the studying that she has done in class and in her free time on the computer at home. She could not live that life. If this was a chance to become something that could change the world- something that would give her life more meaning and purpose- at that thought, Laura drops her books, turns around and walks with the black suited man.

    Residence - Clearwater, Florida
   
    A girl in her sweat pants and sweatshirt walked away from her house, with a large bag of girl scout cookies and her backpack loaded as well. She looked back towards her parents that were watching her leave. "Honey, do you think it is wise to let her go off on her own?"
    "Katie gave me the biggest fit when we recommended such. I think she will be fine Randy."
    Katie walked around the corner, and as soon as she did, she pulled her sweat pants down, revealing a very short miniskirt. She reached her hand underneath that miniskirt and pulled her panties down as well. She reached the bottom of her sweatshirt and pulled it off as well. She stashed the clothes in a bush so that she could retrieve it later. She reached into her bag of cookie boxes and took the one that had a red x mark on it. She opened the box and pulled out lipstick, eye liner, mascara, and foundation. She began to apply it quickly. She looked in her little mirror and then packed it all back into the box and began walking towards the first sale.
    She walked up to one of the houses and knocked on the door. A woman answered the door and was shocked at how the little eleven year old girl looked. "Hi! Your husband bought cookies from me about a couple weeks ago. I have them for him." Katie gave the woman a teasing look and then pulled out ten boxes of girl scout cookies.
    "Honey!" The woman yelled, "you bought ten boxes of girl scout cookies!"
    The man walked to the door and his face turned pale. "Babe, I just want to help them get a good grade that is all! She really wanted that bracelet in the catalog!"
    Katie showed him the bracelet on her arm and gave him the sweetest smile. Then, with the wife not looking, Katie placed her finger on her own lips and slid it in and out seductively, and lewdly.
    The woman shook her head, "that is like, forty dollars worth of cookies!"  
    The little girl walked away smiling from ear to ear at the little indiscretion. But what she was really hoping for is one of these guys- alone. Looking back at the house, she saw the guy looking out the window towards her, while the woman was yelling at him. The wife did not have a view of Katie, so she took the hem of her little skirt and pulled it up to show the guy her naked, little preteen ass. She giggled- she could almost see his tongue hanging out.
    As soon as she was from view, she threw the bracelet into a garbage can.
   
    Katie walked up to another house; this one was a young single guy- so maybe she could get some alone time with him. She really hoped so, it had been a week since she'd been banged. She walked to the door and rang the doorbell. The younger guy, though much older than the girl, answered. "Well hi, huh-" the guy took a step outside. "You have the cookies I guess?"
    She walked up to him and attempted to kiss the guy on the lips, but he placed his hand in the way. "Whoa!" the guy looked around for anyone watching. "Be careful, you will get me put in jail. Sexual offender can ruin a guy!"
    "I'm sorry," Katie looked to the ground sad. "Can we..." the girl slowly looked up to the man's face.
    "Jeez, I thought that was a one time thing!" The guy ran his hand through his hair, again, looking for any spectators, and then took her arm and pulled her into the house. "Look, this is the last time we can do this. If anyone found out, I would be killed- seriously." The guy then took a step back and absorbed the incredible sexiness of Katie's appearance. "You smell so good," the guy stated.
    Katie bit her lip, walked right up to him and motioned to kiss him- being too short, she couldn't reach, so he bent down to connect. She began to grab at his belt immediately and began undoing it.
    "Wow! No warming up at all to you, is there?"
    Katie, knowing very well how to turn a guy on, looked up with the most incredibly seductive eyes, and simulated heavy breathing- almost a panting- like she was starving for something. She licked her lips. "Oh, I was wet when you grabbed my arm, and took me in the house. I was wet before that though." She pulled her skirt up almost to the point to see her cunt but then let it drop to fiddle with his belt.
    She looked back up to his eyes. He felt the fiddling around and then- all of the sudden, the well defined feeling of skin- a small hand taking his cock and rubbing it. This feeling- is unlike a lot of regular situations where a girl comes over when you have had a few drinks. No, this was a lot different. This was taboo, incredibly wrong. The thoughts rushed through his mind. Her mouth began to breath on his cock; the feeling of the warm breath and the delicate caress of her hands.
    "On my honor," she began, pausing between breaths, and keeping her eyes locked on to his. "I will try to serve, you, and your beautiful hard cock. To pleasure you, and all people, at all times. And to live by the feelings in my little girl scout pussy." With the end of her modification of the girl scout promise, she engulfed his penis into her mouth as far as it could go. She began bobbing on it, slobbering on it, gagging on it. She grabbed his balls roughly, causing not pain, but pleasure. The girl devoured the cock like it was her last meal ever. Her fingers danced across his balls and then down and up his legs, raking her nails against his inner thighs and then around, back up to his butt; spreading his ass with one hand and sticking her finger onto his anus, rubbing it , pressing on it, then pushing it in, filling his rectum with her finger. She pressed hard and began fucking his butt; rubbing against his prostate.
    Doctor Stevens looked into the room through a window, smiling at the next conquest. "This will be the hottest girl to be put into this project," he thought to himself.
    "Please!" The guy yelled, "How the fuck! Oh my god you are the best fucking cock sucker ever!"
    The girl took her mouth off his cock and looked up, jerking it wilding with her other hand. She breathed heavily, doing her signature lip bite, and looking into his eyes. "So this won't be the last time?"
    "Come over! Anytime! OH shit! I am going to cum!" Katie immediately placed her mouth onto his cock, sucking and jerking, and digging her nail into his prostate at the last minute. Immediately, her mouth filled with powerful jets of sperm. She gulped, and gulped, and gulped. The cum spit out from the corners of her mouth in a powerful fashion, splashing against her cheeks.
   
    Night Club - Sterling Heights, Michigan
   
    "Are you sure they will let me in?" Monica asked. "Don't you have to be, like, eighteen?"
    "Oh! Don't you worry!" Monica's friend said. "I know them. They will let you in!"
   
    The large, intimidating, African American bouncer looked at them as they arrived. "I.D."
    The older friend of Monica's pulled hers out, showing that she was nineteen. "Look! Can you make a special exception to my friend here? She is sixteen."
    The bouncer grinned ear to ear. "Are you serious?" the deep voice boomed.
    "I know the manager- Jack. Can you please get him for me?"
   
    Moments later, Jack stepped out to the front and smiled, "Stacey!" They hugged for a moment, and then he looked at the friend of hers. "Look, if the cops bust our joint, we will be fucked. Do you understand Stacey?"
    "Come on. Please, big brother? Please let her in?" Stacey took Jack's hand and held it for a moment.
    Jack looked back to the girl. "She does look older than she is." He walked up to Monica and placed his hand onto her cheek and ran it to the strain of hair coming from her face, and then moved it away. "She is cute, too."
    Monica smiled, hesitantly. "I promise, I won't create any problems."
    
    "Love in the Club," by Usher became audible as they walked through the crowded night club. "Wow! This is awesome!" Monica yelled so her friend could hear.
    "What!?" Stacey asked.
    They continued to walk until they reached the bar. "I want cranberry juice," Stacey requested. The bartender looked to the younger girl.
    "Me too," stated Monica.

    Monica and Stacey went out to the dance floor and began to grind against each other. "First thing, you have to know, you will get groped. You will feel penises on your butt. Do not turn around and attack them. That is just what goes on here. Enjoy, it Monica. Let men grope you for once. Just don't get dragged away from the club. If you need help, come up to me and tap and give me the secret phrase 'I can feel this guy's penis on my ass!' I will then find a way to get you away from the guy.
    Immediately, a man walked behind Stacey and began to rub against her. Monica almost let out a laugh and was kinda shocked to see her friend acting so slutty. "Oh my god, Stacey!" But then a man walked behind her and did very same to her. She stood there, awkwardly; frozen as well. Stacey shot her a look. "Loosen up! Wiggle those hips! Give him a hard on!"
    The scientist pushed the guy behind Monica away and took her hand. "Let me show how it's done." Stevens took the girl's hip into his hand, and began to move hers in motion with his; not quite bringing his body up to hers yet. She began to move with him, dancing with the beat. He then started to move closer, up to her body, and then finally making contact with her body. She felt the warmth, and the fire in her that told her 'this is good.' She began to melt into the guy's arms, and movements. She started dancing with the beat on her own accord. The man's hands were groping all parts of her body. Stacey was no longer in her sight now, but she did not care. She liked what was happening. The much older man was captivating her soul at that very moment. The man whispered into her ear: "take this." A folded piece of paper was given to her. "Do not let your girlfriend see it. I want you to read it by yourself, later. You will realize your true self."
    They continued dancing, as she took the piece of paper and put it into the pocketbook that had nothing in it- for safe keeping.
  
    Days Later

    "Do you think we should be doing this?"
    Stevens looked at Williams "Sometimes I ask myself these moral questions, Dr. Williams." Stevens paused for a second, "but would you rather be sitting here working on this realistic 'World', legally jacking off to hot illegal teenagers? Or sitting at home, trying to develop a medicine that can sooth jock itch."
    "I guess you are right."

    Stevens looked up and down at the young girls.
    "Laura, a fourteen year old from Austin, Texas, remarkably a beautiful girl. Nice, partially grown boobs, long legs, a height of five-six." Stevens announced to Williams, Walters, and Barbara in a sound proof room behind the two-way mirror, observing the teenagers.
    "Monica, a sixteen year old, with large breasts, long legs, five-ten, skinny.  From Michigan, Sterling Heights, near Detroit."
    "And then, we have Katie. A young'n at eleven. She lived in Clearwater Florida. Hence, the nice dark tan. She is probably the smartest out of the three; born a genius."
    "Wonderful!" Barbara exclaimed. "They should be perfect rulers of our world."
    Barbara quickly walked out of that room, and went into the interrogation room along with the girls. "Hello. Welcome, please relax; I will explain why you are all here. Sit." Barbara motioned them towards the three chairs at one side of the table. Barbara sat on the other side of the table.
    "My name is Barbara Elizabeth."
    Katie smiled. "That is such a pretty name."
    "Thank you, Katie. First off. Have you three gotten to know each other?"
    "Not really." "No." Laura and Monica respectively stated.
    "Why don't you guys take the time and do that. I will get us some food to eat, and we'll have a slumber party all night! I want you girls to be the best of friends. Because you will be doing what no three girls have done before. But I will not tell you until the party is over."
    Barbara got up from her seat, and the girls glared at each other, silently.
    
    Katie, sitting on the side of the two, looked over to Laura, who was sitting in the middle. "So, my name is Katie."
    Laura looked over to Katie, with one of those stuck up, cheerleader, bimbo looks, and said nothing.
    Monica sighed and replied to Katie's question, "Monica, and yours?" Monica redirected her attention to Laura.
    Laura looked over to Monica, and then over to Katie. "Laura, look, does anyone know the slightest reason why we are here?"
    "Probably to sell us to men for sexual entertainment and be their slaves," Katie replied, almost excited about that idea.
    Both Laura, and Monica were surprised with the eleven-year-old's sexual reply, but Monica then thought, "Do you think that is why we're here?"
    All three girls fell silent, but few seconds later, Barbara opened the door just a bit. "Come with me girls."
    The three got up slowly and followed Barbara out of the interrogation room and into the hallway. Following her to a dark room. Barbara immediately turned the light on to reveal a nice, three bed bedroom. "This is going to be your bedroom for the night. It is totally equipped to serve whatever needs you have."
    The three girls looked the room over. It had a kitchenette, as well as a huge T.V., and all the latest console game systems.
    Laura asked, "why are we here, Barbara?"
    "You can't know till tomorrow morning. Get to know each other. You girls will be together for a long, long time. Possibly for the rest of your lives."
    Barbara left the room, shutting the door behind her.
    Katie quickly went to the door to try and escape, but the door was locked. "You see, they are going to do something bad to us."
    Laura sighed, "I'm going to die young."
    Monica walked over to the door to try it herself. No use, it was locked.
    "Ok, why would they want to do something bad, when they've given all this so far." Laura looked at the many games and DVDs there were.
    Katie quickly walked over to the closet, and looked at the videos. "Wow, porn!"
    "You kid slut." Laura yelled, not exactly in a kidding manner.
    "You don't get much do you?"
    Laura froze, "and you do?"
    "I get enough."
    "You have to be ten years old!" Laura continued yelling.
    "I'm eleven, and I started early."
    Monica smiled, "so did I, but not that early."
    "I guess I like sex better than both of you," Katie commented.
    "How do you figure?" Monica asked.
    "How many times have you guys had sex?" Katie asked.
    Monica thought for a moment, counting with her fingers. "At least ten times."
    Laura sat there silent, "a few times."
    Katie looked at Laura, "few times?"
    "Yeah, a few times."
    Katie smiled widely, "I've had sex with at least fifteen different boys, at least an average of twenty times with each."
    "You slut!" Monica smiled, in a kidding around manner. "I wish I knew more about sex when I was younger, I would have done more."
    Laura kept silent.
    "When did you start Katie?" Monica asked.
    "About nine years old. My intelligence helps me use my body and sexual talents to get boys into bed, or on the teacher's desk." Katie giggled a little bit.
    Barbara came into the room with bags that labeled, 'Taco Bell.' "I thought you chicks could use some saturated fat around them skinny hips of yours." Barbara dropped the bags down onto the table near the kitchenette. The three girls were looking in the bags and grabbing tacos, and then running over to the couch where Barbara had went to sit after getting her own tacos.
    "So, have you girls exchanged your names?"
    The three girls replied synchronization, "yeah."
    "Great, I hope you girls do not think that anything bad will happen to you. I was watching over the cameras and heard you fearing that. In fact, you are going to be queens, to say the least. You will become the rulers. But that is all I will say, until tomorrow morning, at ten in the morning."
    They spent a long night of playing different games, as Barbara did not wish for any of the girls fall to asleep too early. They played Grand Theft Auto, Starcraft on a LAN, talked, drunk alcohol, and eventually fell asleep by five in the morning.  
    Stevens sighed, watching the video feeding from the bedroom. "Damn, I was looking forward to some naked, teenage lesbian stuff." Stevens turned in his chair towards Williams, and looked at the world he was playing around in. "That is amazing."
    Williams cleared his throat, "it's for real. It's like, real world stuff - waterfalls, animals, volcanoes, tornadoes."
    Barbara walked in, with messy hair, in her non-intimidating girlish pink pajamas. "So what do you guys think?" Drawing into a long yawn, Barbara planted her ass onto one of the office chairs.
    "Watched four girls battle it out in Zergling Blood in Starcraft. Watched three hot, sexy... I mean, four hot and sexy girls stuff themselves with those disgusting tacos."  Stevens waited for a moment.
    "Good save. Plus, those tacos are yummy." Barbara commented.
    "I think these girls will work," Williams cut in.
    "I think so too," Stevens said.
    "Where is Walters?" Barbara asked.
    "I think he went to sleep," Stevens replied.
    "Where? I haven't showed you your rooms."
    "I think he went to sleep in that interrogation room."
    "Oh. Lets go show you your rooms then."
    
    Ten A.M, the same morning
    
    "Wake up kids!" Stevens walked into the now messy room. The girls all laying all over each other.
    All three just laid there, motionless.
    "Wake up!" Stevens yelled louder.
    Still, motionless. Laura makes an 'about to wake up' motion but falls back to sleep.
    Stevens walks out. Seeing Barbara walking down the hallway towards him. "So, what was the purpose to keep them up all night? They won't wake up!"
    "When a human is tired, they care less about life, and more for what is behind their eye lids, which are dreams, which translates as their pleasure."
    "That is not always true."
    "Watch," Barbara walked into the room. "Good morning girls. It is time to find out your destiny!"
    The girls still don't move. Barbara walks over to the sound equipment for the stereo and puts in a special tape. She grabs sound canceling earphones and turns on the stereo. The room fills with an extremely high pitch sound. The girls wake up immediately, yelling, holding their ears jumping up and running around.
    Barbara quickly hit the stop button and took off her earphones. "Good morning. If you girls haven't forgotten, we have special work to do now. Your destiny is going to now be spoken. However I will give you all a choice."
    Some of the girls had their eyes closed, and one of them was starring in to space - Katie falling over and falling asleep.
    Barbara began putting her headphones on. But Monica quickly yelled at the other girls to wake up, "wake up or we're not gonna have ear drums anymore!"
    Katie quickly shot up, shocked that she fell asleep. "Oh my god, I can't believe I was sleeping!"
    "You have a choice. You have no way of backing away from either decision that you make. A: you can leave. Go home, and go back to sleep, living a normal teenager life. Living a life that everyone lives, and dies."
    "B: You can stay here, do what no other teenager can only dream of."
    "Can you give us some hints?" Laura asked, looking over to Katie, sleeping. "Wake up doofus!"
    Katie's eyes shot open. "I'm too sick to go to school!" Katie then coming to her senses of where she was, "Huh, I mean, I am awake." Hesitantly looking at her peers and then at Barbara.
    "Hint: B, will give you the power to be the ruler of a small world."
    "A, will give you the power to be a human."
    Katie quickly answered, "I go for B." She then fell over, falling asleep.
    Laura then questioned, "Will I be sold as a sex slave?"
    Katie peers through her tired eyes towards Laura, trying to wake up. "I was just kidding when I said that."
    "Absolutely not!" Barbara replied. "You will be of no harm!"
    Monica quickly interrupted, "I think I'll go for B too. I want to see how this goes."
    Laura, quickly intimidated by her peers, became nervous about her thoughts, but quickly, to be cool with the rest of them, answered, "B"
    Barbara asked, "what?"
    "I want to go for B." Laura repeated.
    Barbara took a careful look at all three girls and then smiled. "Are you sure? You will have a lot of responsibility. But you will be most powerful chicks on the face of... the world that you will be controlling."
    "Controlling a world?" Monica asked.
    "I spoke too much, haven't I" Barbara asked.
    Laura's eyes went wide, "what world?"
    "Duh, there are no other worlds but Earth. Unless you guys found it?" Katie asked.
    Barbara smiled, "we have found a new world. And you guys will be in control of it."
    "Wow. That is amazing." Monica said.
    "I'm in." Katie replied.
    "So am I." Monica.
    "And I." Laura said.
    "Ok, go back to sleep. We'll start as soon as you all wake up."

    Conference Room

    "Tonight is the night where we plant the girls in. They will wake up into a new world. However, they will never come out of it. Ever." Barbara announced.
    Stevens thought for a moment. "So how do we store their bodies as they are in the hibernation state? And, how will they stay healthy and nutritious?"
    "This is where it gets sick, and disgusting, and hope that you guys will stay with me. This will be very immoral and very disturbing."
    All three doctors adjusted their seating positions and listened intensively.
    "We will modify their bodies, take away the things they will not need. That would be, anything below the neck. We can make everything artificial, rebuild their bodies, and keep the brain. Basically we will make them into a robot with a human brain. This will help preserve them for practically forever. And just in case we want to disconnect them for whatever reason, they can go about with out knowing they are robots. The bodies ... well I have a very special place to take the bodies." Barbara said - cracking a smile.
    "That isn't so disturbing. I mean, they will be immortalized. I am kind of jealous," Williams replied. "I don't think any of us is qualified to do that though," Williams continued.
    "I am," Walters says.
    "You are- All that surgery? It has never been done before, has it?"  Stevens asked.
    "That is why I chose Walters." Barbara whipped out a knife, took Walter's arm and tried to cut it, but was unsuccessful. "See, he is practically invulnerable."
Walters cleared his throat. "That is why I am working on the chip. I have an extensive knowledge of the hybrid theory."
"Makes sense," Stevens continued. "One of my majors is in psychology, specializing in the female teenager."
Williams thought, "Geology."

    A woman walked into the large alien room that had the three girls tied up with a hook impaled into each of their backs. "Doctor Walters." The doctor walked in the room as well, looking at the helpless girls. "Are they ok?"
    "They will be fine- they will no longer need their bodies. Do what you need to do, Doctor." The woman walked to the door and closed it behind her, leaving Doctor Walters to his duties.
    Walters walked up to the three young girls and placed his hand onto Katie's naked thigh, feeling the smoothness of her skin. "I am sorry I have to do this to you, baby." He begins to speak to the kid, looking up at the face of the girl, perhaps having a feeling of guilt jolt through his body. "You are in a better place now," he whispered to the girl, as if he were at her funeral. "You shouldn't feel a thing." The man pressed a button to bring the girl down onto the cold ground. Wires were connected to the back of the girl's neck, as well as a tube into her bellybutton, to feed her periodically, before the surgery would take place. "You know, I wish I could just spend a few moments with you. Give your body the experience of a real man." The doctor brought his lips to Katie's ear, sucking on it for a moment, and then continued speaking. "I know you, how much of a slut you are. You would probably beg for me to rape your small body." His eyes glanced down the length of her body, taking in the beauty of a girl that had been ravaged by so many teenage boys. "I think sluts are sexy- so much experience in such a young girl. So smart- you know exactly how to get to the top of the ladder. Oh- by wrapping those beautiful-" pausing for a moment to kiss her idle lips, "beautiful," another kiss, and then sliding his tongue into her mouth. "Oh, I don't want to ruin this body of yours." The doctor looked to the tray of instruments. They looked more like what a carpenter would have to build a house.
    The doctor moved over to the tray and took hold of a bottle containing some sort of drug- taking a needle and pulling the liquid into the hypodermic. Pulling the girl's hair to the opposite side, he pushed the needle into the side of her neck and filled her with the liquid. "This- will kill your body from the neck down, baby. Does that turn you on at all?" The doctor smiled to himself. "Your body will be mainly artificial from now on." He turned on the saw. Blood began to spill all over the place. Sawing into bone, into cartilage. Taking her liver, and throwing it into the waste basket across the room. He looked at the other girls, and smiled. He took a part of the young girl's large intestines, placed it to the lips of one of the other girls, and squeezed some of it's contents into her mouth. It just drooled off of her lips, because of her inability to do anything in the current reality. It still perked the scientist, nonetheless. The scientist continued to saw at Katie's body, being careful of not killing the girl, but at the same time, having fun butchering her alive.
    As the doctor cut at certain vital organs, he replaced them with artificial organs that ran off of power, rather than oxygen and blood. Soon, the skull had been cracked open with the saw. The doctor needed to be extremely careful at this point, because in normal procedures that involved the brain- the patient was conscious and able to speak and perform motor functions. The skull was permanently removed, and the brain was then placed in a glass bowl-like container and then sealed within it- the wires still attached. A liquid filled the bowl to preserve the brain, and prevent the brain from crushing in on itself. The artificial organ that provided the power was now directly connected to the brain. This would normally be extremely painful for the girl- even with the drug, because the brain fires electrical signals to places of the body that are not there. The electrical signals are powerful enough to hurt, but there were no more nerves for the body to fire them to. The doctor put an extra wire into a specific point in the brain stem- which grounded those impulses.
    The doctor went ahead and did the same procedure with the other girls. They seemed fine, and they seemed alive. Brain activity could be seen on the computer screens beside each of the brains. The woman from earlier entered once again, and observed his work. "This is very nice."
    The doctor smiled. "Yes, I enjoyed it thoroughly."

    Lightning struck atop a dark mountain, with cracks exposing the bright red magma underneath. There were no chirping birds, no animals frolicking across the plains. The trees looked very dead; an apparent evil spirit took a hold of them as their limbs seem to bend by themselves, and a harrowing creaking sound escaped between the many wounds of its black bark. It did not appear that there was any water close by. It was a very dry, baron place. On the floor of the land, laid a small body that wore a black flowing robe and a cloak to hide its face. Katie began to push herself up from the warm dry ground. She looked to her black-gloved hand and then to the other one; unknowing of where she was, and what she was doing there. Questions flew through her mind- wondering if this were just a dream she was having, or was it, in fact, the world she had control of. She stood up onto her feet and took a look around. Before her, stood a group of people that had similar clothing on, though many of them had slight differences. Some wore a cloak, whereas others did not. Some held different types of weapons, others held wands, and staffs. They stood in a very organized fashion, in position, ready for something to happen.
    A dry, harsh wind blew past her. The clothes that she wore began to flap in the breeze, as did the others in the area. She became frightened for a moment, unable to comprehend what was happening. "What's going on?" she spoke- but a male voice was what came out of her. "What happened to my-" she stopped mid sentence, as she fully erected her body into standing. In the distance, beyond the obvious soldiers was a castle, that took the similar appearance of the ground; black, with highlights of red. Vegetation was non-existent at any direction she viewed.
    "Welcome." A woman walked behind Katie and placed her hands on the back of her shoulders. "Welcome to your kingdom; Cyn."

    The clicking and clocking sound of their boss's heals became audible to the three scientists sitting in the conference room once again. Open files laid before them, as they awaited for her to enter. The door opened and Barbara walked in slowly, taking in the scientists' apparent intimidation. She walked along the length of the conference table and then sat down in her seat. She looked to each of the men, took off her office glasses, and then placed them on the table. "So, how are we doing, boys?"
    Steven directed his attention to the file he had and then back up to her. "Everything seems to be going just fine. I have incorporated three main individuals who will help the girls get acquainted with the world. They are, potentially, their mentors, and will only be provided as such. The three girls seem to be in good mental status considering what they are going through. We should have a perfect transition."
    "The chip? Not much to say about it at this time. They seem to be experiencing the world just fine at the current point. Nothing much else to say about it," Walters explained.
    "I have to say, I am probably having the best time with this, thus far. The generation of the world was very fun. I transformed one of the islands to have a terrain much like Hawaii- but probably ten times darker. It was very fun working with the programs. In fact, the programs are very advanced, but so easy to work with. It is amazing what you can do with it. I was even able to make new life forms that are not of this earth, with the life form generator. It really makes you think about how life is created on this planet," Williams commented.
    Barbara smiled to him. "That program you are working with is a lot smarter than you are. It uses a thinking process not yet introduced in our lifetimes. In fact, I believe this piece of technology never existed until tens of thousands of years after the current date."
    All three doctors had clearly become shocked with what she had just said. "How did you get this technology then?" Stevens asked.
    "Not something I can share with you." Barbara took the pin out of her hair and let it down. "I just want this world to work- flawlessly. I want to see what these girls can do, in a world like this. You guys are my tools, my eyes and ears."

    Silk, touched the naked body of the goddess. The large bed was more than enough room for her small, yet teenage body. Her were eyes still closed, though the light of the room begged for them to open. She began to cover her eyes with her arm- in an effort to preserve the dreams that she was having; preserve the wonderful feeling of being in bed. Her tireless efforts were not working, and eventually she swung her arm against the bed, coming into contact with skin. Her eyes opened up immediately to look at who was on her bed. To her sudden realization, a man laid there, naked, aside the sixteen year old. Monica pulled herself up to get a better look at the beautiful specimen that was next to her. She began to salivate at the pure perfection of the male creature. His muscles were perfect; not grotesque, not puny. Her eyes caught the piece of flesh hanging between his legs. It looked beautiful. Her inexperience at sex made it appear all the more inviting, and made her feel funny between her legs.
    Monica draped her leg off the side of the bed, and began to stand up; realizing that she, too, was as naked as the man. She looked for something to put on, but was unable to find anything. She quickly sat back down on the bed to cover herself up. She browsed the room- it was like something out of roman times. The walls were of a light tan coloring. The room large, and open to the outside- to be obscured by tan translucent drapes that flowed in the wind softly. On the walls, were unlit torches that were to be lit at night, to give the room a dim-lit ambiance. She looked for any possible place to aquire clothes, but was unable to do so.
    "My name is Tryan," a male voice boomed behind Monica. She looked to him immediately, not attempting to cover himself up or anything.
    Monica thought for a second. Erratic thoughts and then words came out of her mouth of related sorts, "did I...?"
    Tryan looked at her strangely, and then began to stand up. The blankets that were covering him dropped off, and he was now standing completely naked before her. "Did you what?"
    She brought her hand up to her head to touch it- making sure she was feeling OK. "We didn't have sex, did we?"
    "No, Monica. You are in a new world now." Tryan opened the translucent drapes of one of the doorways.
    Monica walked up to the doorway and looked out over most of the city. It appeared they were on a really high hill- steep, where everything down below could be seen. "Wow!" The city was of ancient, like buildings from a Roman slash Egyptian time.
    "This is your kingdom, Monica. Welcome. I am the only person that knows what you are here for. However- from this point forward, we shall never reference your previous world again. You will never see it again."
   
    Barbara walked to her Lamborghini Diablo; looking towards a warehouse that was adjacent to the building she'd walked out of. A large door began to open, slowly, as the headlights of a large black semi truck came into view.  The truck began to make its way out of the building and began driving down the road. Barbara smiled for a moment before getting into her car. She began to speed off, chasing the semi truck and pulling right behind it. They drove for almost an hour before the both of them pulled off at a rest stop. The driver door to the truck opened, and a teenage girl stepped out of the big rig.
    The girl walked back to the Lamborghini. Barbara opened the door and got out to face the other girl. "I have been waiting for this time to come, my apprentice."
    Barbara took the girl's hand and began walking to the rest area building. They walked into the mens bathroom, with men still occupying inside. They walked into a stall labeled 'out of order'. When it opened, a stairwell was present instead of a toilet. She closed the stall door behind them and locked it back up. They followed the staircase down to the bottom- the room was dark, but with a few flicks of a wrist, the room illuminated with light. Suddenly, they were in a long, white hallway with a door on the far end.
    Something else the teenage girl noticed- another woman was in this hall, in the distance. This woman, like Barbara, wore a suit and sunglasses. "Jessica- I have been waiting for you," said the woman, apparently talking to Barbara.
    "Yes Mia?" Barbara walked over to the teenage girl behind her, not facing Mia.
    "I don't know what to do about this business. I mean- we are practically the only ones in this organization." Mia walked up to the side of Barbara and leaned on the very-clean wall behind her.
    "Yeah, I personally think we are doing better than if we had anyone else." Barbara walked up to Mia getting a little close to her. She looked into her eyes.
    "But," Mia looked into Barbara's eyes and smiled. "But, I think we could use more of our evil help babe."
    Barbara pushed her lips onto Mia's and slid her tongue into the other female's lips and started to seductively slide her tongue along Mia's in a massaging fashion. Mia grabs Barbara's body and pulls her onto her own, her hands grasping down to Barbara's ass- massaging, squeezing it. Mia uttered a few words into Barbara's ear. "God I want to fuck you right here in this hallway."
    Barbara spoke back, "very hot of you, Mia. I guess it is OK to find someone else to help us."
    Mia smiled and started walking towards the door. "Well, let us get to work then?"
    "You have been planning this for a while, haven't you?" Barbara started walking with Mia.
    "Not really, I- uh, thought about it a week ago." She kept walking a step ahead of Barbara. They stepped into a room with walls of apparently expensive electronics and equipment were the primary contents. There was a screen that had radar and infrared of the outside area. Videos- perhaps from the department of transportation were being observed.
    Barbara walked up to a particular screen- apparently of a small town, a young woman, she watched it for a moment, as the teenager in the video's actions were odd. She looked around frantically, to make sure no one was watching her. Stooping down at a dumpster and took a cup of water that had pooled on the ground from the garbage. She took the water- looking as if it were in a measuring cup, and going into a building with it. "Where is that?" Barbara asked, pointing to the screen.
    Mia looked at it, and then started typing on the keyboard. "A donut shop. Somewhere on the west coast of the U.S."