Several weeks had passed since Karen had been in the asylum and she had fallen into a new routine. She hadn't touched a drop of alcohol since leaving the asylum, but she had found something else to satisfy her needs. The same rule still applied though, never before quitting time.

She dressed herself and headed for work. She found it amazing at how easy it was to drive now. She looked at her gas guage and smiled. Ever since she had given up alcohol, she had a lot more money for gas, as well as other things. Her new vice didn't cost any money...

She arrived at the lab, and was surprised to find that Doctor Nechetohontoquatl had already procured a woman for brainwashing. She was already restrained inside the brainwashing machine.

"Look, Doctor whoever you are. I am a cyborg from the future. Let me go."

The doctor ignored her.

"At least tell me how you managed to disable my motor functions." she said.

"Simple. I set the big switch on your back from 'Fixed' to 'Broken'. Easy as pie." he said.

The cyborg woman shook her head. "I was designed by a massive complex A.I., which happens to be very stupid." she said.

Karen took her position at the console, and the doctor began the brainwashing process. Unlike the other women who had undergone the brainwashing before, the cyborg didn't make any sounds whatsoever. The process completed, and the doctor went over to her.

"Who do you obey?" he asked her.

"The idiotic A.I. that created me. Now would you please let me go? I need to find the future leader of the human resistance and kill him so that my stupid creator will have a chance of actually winning the war." she replied.

"Meh. Close enough."

The doctor removed her from the machine and flipped the switch on her back. She immediately walked out of the lab.

"Uh, doctor? Wasn't she supposed to say 'I obey Doctor Nechetohontoquatl'? And wern't you supposed to call up the sex slave ring and sell her to them?" Karen asked.

"Oh yeah... Uh, oops. My bad." he replied.

The cyborg woman, also known as Combat Unit: Type 49, proceeded with her mission. She had the target's name and a crude drawing of him, the A.I. having been too stupid to provide her with a more accurate picture. Her encounter with that strange doctor had been an interesting little diversion. He had actually intended for her to be used as a sexual plaything. While she did have functioning genitals, they were merely to help her blend in with other humans. They served no other purpose.

They served no purpose besides looks, so why did she feel the need to rub them? She made sure nobody was around, then began to rub her crotch. It felt pretty good. She continued, it felt even better. Something interesting happened, and she felt a wave of pleasure run through her. There was an odd sense of satisfaction afterwards. That pleasant little distraction out of the way, she went into a phone booth to look up "John Smith", the target's name.

"Ah fuck. This is gonna take awhile..." she said when she realized that there were almost a hundred people with that name listed in the phonebook.

Karen was once again on the hunt for a suitable woman to take back to the lab. She soon came cross a woman sitting on a bench, talking on her cellphone. She was an easy target. Nobody else was around, and the woman seemed to be oblivious to everything around her as she chatted away on her cellphone.

Karen tapped the woman on her shoulder. She ignored her. Then Karen gently shook her. The woman went on chatting with her friend as though nothing had happened. Karen walked away, and came back a few moments later holding a baseball bat. She nudged the woman a couple times with the baseball bat, then finally she got fed up and brought it down on the woman's head.

The cyborg woman was having some difficulty locating her target. She had located about 40 "John Smith's" and none of them even closely matched the description she had. Some of them had been rather handsome though... she found herself fondling one of her breasts... very handsome indeed... She made sure that she was out of public view, then she began to mastrabate again. Wow did that feel good! She began to wonder what it would be like to have an actual penis inside her, thrusting in and out, like a piston moving inside an engine cylinder...

A wave of pleasure went through her, followed by a warm melty feeling, and a sense of satisfaction. She allowed herself a few moments to recover, then resumed her mission.

Back at the lab, Karen and the doctor hooked the unconscious woman up to the brainwashing machine. They took their positions at their consoles and the process began. The woman woke up and began to pant and moan. As the process completed, the woman's moans became softer.

The doctor went over to the woman and removed the helmet.

"Who do you obey?"

"I obey Doctor Neketh-- Nikkohon-- whatever your name is. Oh-my-god! I gotta call Mary Ann back and tell her that I've been brainwashed! She's gonna FLIP-OUT!" the woman replied.

"Meh, close enough." the doctor replied.

As soon as quitting time came, Karen was out the door and on her way. She took the route she normally took to get to her favorite bar. However, she passed the bar without even giving it a second glance. Alcohol was not what she was craving now. She ended up at an ordinary looking house that was just a few blocks from the bar. The door opened and she was greeted by a man wearing a leather mask. He welcomed her inside...

Karen was now tied in a spread eagle position to an X frame. Her clothing had been removed. The masked man brought in a tray that had many various needles on it.

"Are you sure you want me to do this Karen?" he asked her.

"Yes. Hell yes!" she replied.

A gag went into her mouth, then he began to swab her breasts with an alcohol soaked cotton ball. He took the first needle and slowly pushed it in. Calm filled Karen's mind like cool water. The pain sensation was there, but it was almost entirely drowned out by an euphoric feeling. Another needle went into her other breast, and the euphoric feeling increased. Karen slowly drifted off into a void...

The sixtythird "John Smith" that the cyborg woman went after turned out to be her target. He was outside his house cutting the lawn. She approached him.

"Hi! I'm a cyborg from the future, and I've come to terminate you." she said.

He turned around and eyeballed her. She noticed that he looked very handsome. A weird feeling overcame her.

"Again? You guys tried this before, back when I was a kid. The cyborg you guys sent couldn't even figure out how to fire the gun he had found." John replied.

That weird feeling in her intensified. "Yeah... I know... the A.I. that created me is pretty stupid... I'm not even sure how I'm supposed to terminate you..." she said.

"You mean you were sent from the future to terminate me with no weapons, no armor, and no combat skills?"

She nodded meekly, then that weird feeling overcame her and she began to fondle herself again. "Ever since I met that crazy doctor earlier today, I keep doing this" she said as she continued to play with her breasts. She stared at him with hunger in her eyes.

He grabbed her and picked her up. She found herself laying in his arms. A docile, obediant feeling overcame her, mixed with intense sexual arousal.

"Hm, you're lighter then I imagined." he said.

"Yeah..." she smiled at him. "My skeleton is made of lightweight composite materials." she replied.

He carried her inside his house.

Karen was lying peacefully on a bed in the back bedroom of the man's house. Her breasts hurt, and the skin on her back was on fire from a session with the whip, but her mind was far away from the pain. A vibrator was buzzing away in her cunt. It was just like when she was drunk. No, it was better. Tomorrow she'd get up and go to work, but for the time being, she was resting in a world of bliss.