Author: Farleven
Title: The New Line
Part: 1
Keywords: mc, nc, Mf, ff,  tf

Disclaimer:  this story contains representations of graphic sex acts, 
if you find such material objectionable or you are not an adult do not 
read any further.  This story may be archived or distributed through a 
web site only so long as the site is not commercial, and this notice is 
left intact and unaltered.  I also ask that I be contacted before the 
story is posted.  

I write these stories for personal enjoyment and for the comments.  If 
there's something you think I need to work on or something you like 
please let me know.  Flames will of course be ignored.  

The New Line ( mc, nc, mf, tf )
by Farleven     farleven@yahoo.com
November 2001
http://www.asstr.org/~farleven/

Mary felt herself lifting out of a fog.  She felt strange, and as she
slowly drifted back to consciousness, she also felt a twinge of fear
run through her.  The last thing she remembers was seeing a while van
stop on the street right where she was walking and a couple of men jump
out.  As she remembered that frightening moment, Mary tried to move, 
quickly finding that she couldn't.  She opened her eyes and looked down
to see herself strapped down with an IV dripping into her veins.  Mary
wasted no time struggling to break free though she still could seem to 
move, and was suprised when an older man bent down right in front of her.

"Ah, I see you're awake my dear.  I'm sorry about that.  I was hoping 
that you would remain unconscious until the first phase of the 
processing was complete but we can't have everything." Thorne smiled 
into his patient's eyes and patted her on the head.  She was like so 
many others in the past, scared, panicked, like a trapped animal.  
Still, the drugs would keep her immobile even if they hadn't kept 
her unconscious.  

"What's going on?" Mary asked.  She tried to move, but her limbs 
refused to budge. 

"Simple, you're our first production model for the C7 conversion 
process.  Don't worry, it should be rather painless, our techniques 
have been well refined over the years.  You may find the initial phase 
of your testing to be rather disconcerting, but that will pass.  The 
unfortunate thing with adaptive artificial intelligence is that it 
starts out with very little knowledge.  You have to teach it to walk, 
so to speak, and that can be uncomfortable.  I'm sorry that we haven't 
resolved that problem yet."  Throne explained.

"Huh?" Mary asked.  She felt strange, and her head was clouded as well.  
Mary could figure out that she was in serious trouble, but that was the 
limit of her abilities right now.  Still, that was enough to leave her 
shivering with fear.

"Don't worry, I sometimes fail to explain simple things in terms people 
can easily grasp.  Let me show you what I mean."  Thorne turned towards 
the door.  "Brenda can you come in here for a minute."

"Certainly, Dr. Thorne." Brenda chimed, bouncing into the room happily.  
She wore an abbreviated nurses outfit with a plunging neck line that 
showed off her massive cleavage and a skirt that didn't even cover her 
shaved nether lips from view.  Brenda swayed over to Thorne with a very 
sexual flow of her hips and a jiggling of her barely contained breasts, 
which she was proudly pressing out from her chest.

"Introduce yourself to our guest, Brenda." 

"Hello, I'm Brenda, a C6 production model autonomous love toy.  I was 
programmed to serve my wonderful Master, Dr Thorne.  I also have a 
reserve of nanobots capable of changing my body anyway my Master wants.  
Today he gave me these great titties, and let me show them off all over 
the office."  Brenda squeezed herself up against Throne, pressing her 
huge breasts against him.  "Thank you, Master, I just love having all 
those men staring at my titties."

"Oh, god, what did you do to her?" Mary asked.  She was aghast at the 
lewd display in front of her.  Mary had seen women act like this 
before, but thankfully it wasn't common.  Now, her bizarre predicament 
was beginning to come into focus, and it was none to enticing.

"Go on, Brenda, tell her who you were before being processed." Thorne 
instructed, taking the opportunity to handle his assistant's ample 
bust.

"I was a high school teacher, just a few years out of college.  It was 
such a boring life, but now I'm much happier, thanks to my Master.  I 
never got to fuck or show off my body, but now I get to fuck all the 
time, and Master lets me show off my body anytime I want to.  Can you 
show her what I was like back then, Master?" Brenda pleaded, even as 
she pushed her melons into his caressing hands.

"No, I think you'd better get back to work, I have other plans for your 
nanobots tonight." Thorne returned as he gave Brenda's breasts a hearty 
squeeze.

"Ooh, I can't wait, Master!  I'll get back to work right now!" Brenda 
squealed with delight and bounced back out of the room, leaving Mary 
and Throne alone again.


"You're not going to do that to me are you?" Mary looked up at Thorne 
with pleading eyes.  She would never have considered such a fate 
possible, but there was nothing here to make her doubt the story.  The 
IV drip going into her arm left her even more apprehensive about her 
fate.  Certainly, whatever it was doing to her wasn't good.

"Not exactly, as I said, you're to be a C7 model, Brenda was just a C6.  
Not that I dislike her features, but we've made many improvements."  
Throne replied.

"Oh, like big breasts." Mary commented dryly.

"No, no, that's just a momentary thing.  You'll understand better 
later, but suffice it to say that Brenda won't have those tits tomorrow 
morning.  That IV running into your arm right now went into her arm 
only nine months ago.  We've improved the product for you though.  You 
see, Brenda has a number of nanobots inside her, like all C6 models.  
They allow us to change certain general behavior patterns and body 
features, but they're quickly used up and it takes time for the C6 
model nanobots to reproduce.  The C7 model bots are far more rugged and 
faster to reproduce, they're also equipped with advanced AI 
capabilities.  This combination allow us to forgo the normal mental 
conditioning and allow the C7 nanobots to program you for us, as they 
learn to adapt to our commands.  It also lets the C7 subject be 
physically reconfigured with far greater ease.  They can still be worn 
out, but it would take hundreds of complete body shifts a day to do 
that rather then the half dozen for the C6 version." Thorne explained 
to his stunned guest.  Brenda had reacted in much the same way, though 
she was already into her initial mental conditioning at this point in 
her processing.  Mary's process would be fairly different.  Her 
nanobots would be allowed to settle themselves and establish the base 
mental and physical programming first before any attempts at grander 
programming were attempted.

"Please don't do this to me, I'll do anything you want if you let me 
go.  I won't tell anyone." Mary pleaded her fate becoming clearer and 
more horrifying as her mind cleared.

"Not much of a bargain given that you'll do that anyway, my dear.  
Don't bother trying to bribe me either, you and your family have 
nothing I want that I don't already have, including you.  Just relax, 
the process is much easier on you if you just accept it.  Now, if you 
don't mind, I have some business to attend to while your IV finishes." 
Thorne walked away, leaving Mary sobbing as the nanobot solution 
continued to drip into her veins.

***


Mary fell asleep not long after Thorne left, the shock and fear taking 
the toll on her still drug filled body.  She awoke some time later in a 
soft bed with a simple hospital gown on.  Mary pulled herself up and 
looked over her body.  She didn't feel any different and aside from the 
bandage in her left arm where the IV had been, she was no worse for 
wear.  Still, Mary remembered Brenda with perfect clarity as well as 
Thorne's descriptions of her fate, leaving her worried.  

After finishing her self-inspection she looked around the room, and 
found it woefully spartan.  A simple sink and stool were over in one 
corner and the bed sat against the opposing wall.  The only other 
feature was a small camera tilting back and forth, watching the room.  
A small barred window and heavy door finished off the sterile little 
box.  Mary realized with some concern that this was little more than a 
cell, and it was set up for a suicidal person.  This gave her pause, 
and considering her impending fate, Mary could understand the 
preparations.  If what Thorne said was true, she could see herself 
considering that option.

Without warning the door opened up and Thorne walked in.  Mary pulled 
herself into a ball on the far corner of the bed.  She didn't know what 
was going to happen and that scared her.

"Good morning, Mary.  Would you please follow me." Thorne commanded.

Mary had no intention of following this strange man.  She stayed on the 
bed, unmoving for a moment.  As he left, Mary felt a buzzing in her 
head and a new rush of feelings.  She felt a need to follow him for 
some reason.  Mary didn't understand it, but she set out after Thorne 
and quickly pulled up behind him feeling relieved to be beside him.

"Why am I following you?" Mary asked.

"Because I asked you to.  Isn't that a good enough reason?" Thorne 
replied.

"I guess so." Mary answered.  Oddly it satisfied her curiosity and Mary 
found herself unconcerned about following Thorne.  With that taken care 
of her thoughts turned to the next question.  "Where are we going?"

"Oh, we need to do some preliminary testing and programming of you 
nanobots today.  They seem to have completed the first phase of your 
processing already, but we need to be sure there aren't any problems.  
I wouldn't want to see anything bad happen to my prototype." Thorne 
explained as he stopped at a door marked 'Product Testing'.  He opened 
the door and led Mary into the room.  It was rimmed with computer 
equipment and an examination chair.  "Here we are, Mary.  Would you 
please remove your gown and sit down on the chair."

"Of course, Mr. Thorne." Mary replied, dropping her gown to the floor 
without a second thought and sliding her naked body onto the chair.  
She cooed slightly as she found the chair to be heated and settled into 
place.  "What happened in the first phase of my processing?"

"You were made more compliant.  No second thoughts about following my 
instructions.  It's designed to help aid in our processing.  It 
wouldn't be very easy if you were physically struggling with us at 
every juncture now would it?" Thorne brought several of the systems in 
the room to full power and then walked over to Mary.

"I suppose so, but I feel so exposed.  I've never been naked like this 
before." Mary replied, squirming a bit uncomfortably as Thorne gave her 
naked flesh a thorough examination with his eyes.  Still, she couldn't 
bring herself to cover her nakedness from him.

"Such a pity, you are a lovely little thing." Thorne commented as he 
cupped one of Mary's breasts.  His unexpected caress jarring a gasp 
from her.  "Please spread your legs widely for me."

Mary responded instantly, spreading her legs as widely as she could.  
Mary noticed stirrups on the side of the chair and placed her feet into 
them, leaving her pussy fully exposed.  She didn't know why she did 
that, but it felt appropriate.  Looking down between her spread thighs, 
Mary was disconcerted at putting herself on display like this.  Still, 
the drive to obey Thorne kept her from moving, even as his hand traced 
it's way down her stomach.  "Is this okay?"

"Wonderful, and you have a cute little twat by the way.  You should be 
very proud of your body." Thorne answered, running his hand over Mary's 
bared mound.

Mary found herself blush with satisfaction at his comment, and his 
attentions.  She didn't know what had came over her.  Mary knew she 
should be fighting him off, but instead her found herself getting 
slightly aroused at his touch.  

"Do you really have to be touching me like that?"  Mary asked, even 
though she couldn't find the will to move herself away from his probing 
hand.  She couldn't do anything more than gasp as he plunged his finger 
deeply into her pussy.  Mary wanted to pull away, but the need to let 
him explore was even greater.

"No, but then this is one of the perks of the job.  Besides, it would 
be a shame not to enjoy such beauty."  Thorne answered.  He pulled out 
a small tray of instruments, complete with a couple of phallic like 
devices.  Thorne picked one of them up and dipped it in a jar of shinny 
liquid that clung to the device's surface as he pulled it out.  "Are 
you a virgin?"
Mary considered the device in Thorne's hand as she answered the 
question.  "No."

"Good, then this will be easier on both of us.  This will tickle a bit, 
but try to relax your pussy, we need to get it fully inside you." 
Thorne explained.  He brought the device to the entrance of Mary's 
pussy and pressed into her lower lips.

Mary quivered at the feeling of the device slipping into her gates.  
She felt strange, knowing that she should be fighting back, but instead 
she actually found her hips thrusting up to help push the device deeper 
into her pussy.  Thorne had said it needed to be fully inside her, and 
that took precedence over her embarrassment and discomfort.  When she 
felt it hit the end of her channel she looked up with a smile, oddly 
pleased with herself, and pleasantly surprised that the device actually 
felt kind of good being snuggly fit inside her pussy.  "It's all the 
way in, Mr. Thorne.  What does it do?  I really don't like you putting 
things into my vagina like that."

"It's designed to measure the size and relative strength of you vaginal 
muscles.  It's very important to get this measurement for later 
comparison.  How does it feel by the way?" Thorne replied as he focused 
on one of the computer panels next to Mary.  He pulled out a cord from 
the console and plugged it into the base of the device now lodged 
firmly inside Mary's pussy.

"It's kind of strange, kind of like my mom's dildo but thinner and 
longer, like Jake's dick felt when he fucked me.  Still he didn't just 
sit inside my pussy like this and his dick was nice and warm.  That 
jell is kind of weird to, I can feel it dripping down my pussy lips, 
that's a lot like Jake's semen felt like after he pulled out of me the 
time we didn't use a condom, but this jell is kind of cool too. Oh god, 
did I just say that?" Mary exclaimed, alarmed at her own words.  Not 
only had she admitted too much of her sex life, but her language was 
far more vulgar than she normally used.  Her skin reddened again as 
Thorne smiled at her response.  She was embarrassed, but Mary also felt 
an odd pleasure from Thorne's obvious satisfaction with her answer.  On 
top of all that, she found herself beginning to enjoy the feeling of 
the device sitting inside her.

"Oh, don't worry, that's just the nanobots beginning to incorporate 
their learning algorithms.  They're designed to help you respond to my 
commands and anticipate any unspoken details from my orders.  These 
nanobots were integrated with my basic command style before processing, 
so they were already aware of my desire for young women to lewdly 
describe their sexual experiences.  I hope you don't mind being a bit 
more open about your sexuality." Thorne laughed.  

"I guess I don't have a choice do I?"

"No, not really." Thorne answered.  "Now, brace yourself, this will 
feel strange at first.  Relax your pussy and try to arouse yourself.  
We need to take some measurements of your aroused vaginal capacity.  
Think sexy thoughts."  
Mary instantly found herself relaxing and bringing her masterbatory 
fantasies to the front of her mind.  No sooner had she started then she 
felt the device inside her spring to life.  "Oh, god, it's like my 
mom's vibrating dildo!  That feels so good, Mr. Thorne, do you mind if 
I hump it and rub my clit?"

Mary was driven by a need to arouse herself, so that Throne could get 
accurate measurements.  All other concerns were driven from her mind as 
she squeezed on her nipple and tried not to move in a way that would 
dislodge the device from her folds.  She realized the kind of scene she 
was about make, but Mary had to help Thorne run his test.

"Not at all, Mary.  Do what you need to do." Thorne watched his subject 
writhing naked in front of him.  He was really enjoying this, but he 
regretted that he wouldn't be able to satisfy his own needs for some 
time.

"Oh thank you, Mr. Thorne." Mary almost instantly had her fingers 
rubbing her already well aroused clit and began pumping her hips into 
the air.  She quickly descended into fantasy as well, bringing forth 
her most arousing thoughts to aid her in her current task.  Within 
moments, Mary was thoughtlessly writhing on in pleasure.  "Oh, god, 
yes, Mr. Jacobs, fuck me, fuck your bad little student with your big 
cock.  I need it, right here, on your desk.  I need to be punished with 
your big cock!"

Thorne looked on with surprise as Mary continued to live out her 
fantasy.  She was responding much faster than the C6 model had.  He was 
very impressed, and took note to give his programmers a bonus for their 
fine work.  

Mary didn't even seem to notice when the phallic device inside her 
began to expand.  Inside she was fighting to maintain control, to keep 
herself just on the brink of release as the device expanded within her.  
Mary knew that she'd contract her pussy if she orgasmed and that would 
violate the test.  So she struggled to keep from going over even as the 
device began spreading her to unbelievable dimensions.  The sensation 
of the vibrating device stretching her was so intense, that Mary 
quickly stopped all other stimulus, even her fantasizing to focus on 
relaxing.  It was taking all of her concentration to fight off her 
orgasm.  So she laid there, panting with arousal, and looking at her 
impaled pussy.

"It's so big, Mr. Thorne.  I never realized I could fit so much in my 
pussy." Mary commented as she looked down between her spread legs.  She 
marveled at how stretched her out lips were, spread apart by the 
expanded device which was still vibrating inside her.  She felt strange 
admitting such thoughts, but she knew Thorne liked to hear such things 
and it was important to please him.  In her current state of arousal, 
critical thinking was little more than a memory.

"With any luck, your pussy won't have any limitations in the near 
future." Thorne took not of the readings and pressed another button.

Mary squealed with surprise as the device within her suddenly began 
vibrating with even greater forcefulness and its surface suddenly 
developed large ridges that ran up and down it's length, stimulating 
her stretched inner walls.  She fought as hard as she could to keep 
from coming, but it was no use.  The device had surprised her with its 
sudden stimulation, and her already aroused passions suddenly flared.  
She descended into orgasm almost instantly, her pussy clamped down on 
the device and her entire body quivering with pleasure.  

As Mary rested, Thorne came over and removed the device from Mary's 
steaming passage with a quick slurp and placed it onto the tray.  "Very 
good control, Mary.  You should know that your nanobots helped you to 
hold off your orgasm and accommodate the test.  You should be pleased."

And she was.  Mary couldn't help but smile happily at the thought.  She 
rested in the afterglow as Thorne proceeded to run several other tests 
on her.  He explained that they were advanced dimensional sensor that 
recorded her physical makeup both internal and external.  Mary was more 
than content to let various beams and sonic waves roll across her body.

"You're performing perfectly, Mary.  We're ready to test the nanobots 
ability to change your physical form.  This will feel somewhat strange.  
Just lay back and relax." Thorne ordered.

Mary did just as directed.  She looked over to Thorne just as he 
pressed several controls.  Mary felt a strange tingling grow on her 
chest and she looked down in awe as she watched her breasts expand.  
Her soft handfuls quickly grew several cup sizes and began to pull on 
her chest.  They stopped just as suddenly and Mary couldn't stop 
herself from cupping them in her hands.  As soon as she touched them, 
Mary descended into a mind quaking orgasm.  

"Oh, I forgot to mention that I've increased your breasts' sexual 
sensitivity, for this test.  How do you like them by the way?" Thorne 
asked as he walked over to her.

Mary pulled her hands away, having enjoyed the sensation but needing to 
clear her mind to speak.  "They feel real nice, but I think they make 
me look like some kind of slut."

"I see.  Personally, I find them rather appealing, could you please sit 
up and shake them for me?" 

Mary sat up instantly, pushing out her chest and waving her shoulders 
back and forth.  Her increased endowment jiggled wildly as she did so.  
Mary blushed as Throne watched her swaying tits.  She wanted to stop, 
but Thorne's request was strangely compelling, requiring her to 
continue.

"This is really humiliating, can I please stop?" Mary whined, still 
jiggling her breasts for him.  Even as she spoke she was fighting off 
other feelings from her body.  With every moment that Thorne's eyes 
leered at her bouncing new orbs, Mary felt a growing satisfaction and, 
worse still, arousal.  By the time, Thorne looked up, her pussy was 
dripping with arousal and her nipples hard with excitement.

"For now, but you will get used to showing off your body." Thorne 
replied.  He waited for Mary to stop and lay back, then took one of her 
hanging breasts into his hands.  Mary instantly moaned with sexual 
release as Thorne explored the soft orb thoroughly with his fingers, 
weighing it and testing its softness.  After a few moments, he let go 
and walked back over to a console.

It took Mary a little while to recover from the intense orgasm she'd 
just received from his fondling.  She was beginning to feel concern 
edge back into her consciousness.  Mary had already been through a lot 
today, and she only had to look down at the two orbs resting on her 
chest to determine her fate.  She still couldn't work up any strong 
anger or fear, but the rational component of these emotions was 
untempered.  "So you're turning me into some kind of sex slave?  Big 
boobs and no brains just like Brenda, right?"

"No, Mary, you're our prototype of a new and better love toy.  You see, 
the C6 models are fun for a romp now and again, but they lack finesse.  
Our customers were getting bored with the bimbo sex toy.  Sure, she's 
good for fucking but there's no challenge involved, and it's always the 
same basic woman every night.  So we set about designing the C7 model, 
the perfect love toy.  Not only compliant and willing, but capable of 
fulfilling any fantasy.  Our new nanobots will allow you to change 
every physical detail on your body on a whim, and your personality can 
be configured to match the desired partner for any encounter.  Far more 
unique than just an airheaded bimbo, don't you think?" Thorne 
explained.

"My god!  Please don't do that to me!  I don't want to be some 
programmable sex toy."  Mary cried.

"I thought we already covered that.  Besides, the nanobots can't be 
removed, and their base programming is rather explicit in preparing a 
C7 model.  Now please lay back in the chair, I need to start your first 
download.  This will take a while, so just relax and take in the data." 
Thorne ordered, pressing another control.

Mary fell back into the chair and her mind instantly filled with a 
stream of information.  Her thoughts peeled away as she just simply 
experienced the data flowing into her mind.  Mary watched as images of 
naked women rolled through her mind.  The images comprised every body 
type and race, posed in nearly infinite ways, showing off every inch of 
their flesh.  Mary quickly fell into a near catatonic state as she 
absorbed the enormous volume of information.

The information flow seemed to continue forever, it's contents varying 
as time went on.  After the flood of naked women, Mary was subjected to 
an endless stream of sexual encounters.  Every possible technique and 
method flowed past her consciousness.  Mary couldn't suppress her awe 
at some of what she saw.  Certainly she had been sexually active, but 
she had never guessed the levels of depravity possible.  Now, it was 
all being detailed in exhaustive thoroughness for her.  Mary's only 
saving grace was that the data transfer was so overwhelming she had no 
ability to consider what she needed this information for.

***


Thorne administered several more downloads over the coming days.  Mary 
realized that her nanobots were being used to store the endless stream 
of information being poured into her.  Still, all she could do was rest 
in the chair and accept the massive volume of data being dumped into 
her.  Occasionally she was let out of the chair to exercise and rest, 
though this was done mostly to allow more nanobots to be built inside 
her so more information could be stored.

In these open moments, Mary wondered about her fate.  All of the 
information being poured into her made little sense to her frazzled 
mind.  Certainly, she could understand the sexual technique stuff and 
the litany of naked women.  After all she was being made into a sex toy 
that could change her form on command. The rest of the data was beyond 
her understanding.  She felt like a whole library had been dumped into 
her head, whole realms of things she had never known about before, or 
thought of.  Mary didn't understand yet what this was being done for, 
but that didn't change her behavior.  She still couldn't resist 
Thorne's commands, even his suggestions had the weight of law behind 
them.

Thorne let her rest for most of a day after the last download.  Mary 
slept for most of that time.  She considered her position in those 
moments while she was awake, wondering what was going to befall her 
next.  Even though her thoughts were troubled she found no difficulty 
in sleeping, actually preferring that to thinking about her fate.  

Some time into her forth nap, Thorne opened the door to her room.  Mary 
had barely registered the door opening, but was respectfully sitting up 
before it had swung fully open.  She marveled at her reaction as Thorne 
stepped in.  Realizing for an instant just how far she had progressed 
in her development.

"Good morning, Mary.  We're ready to begin your next round of tests." 
Thorne instructed.

Mary was on her feet instantly.  She reached down to stop the jiggling 
of her still huge breasts.  Thorne had returned their sensitivity to 
normal, but he liked them too much to return her bust size to normal.  
Mary didn't like the notion that he was deciding how she should look, 
but found herself happy that he liked her breasts.  She was still naked 
as well, not having her gown since the first day of testing.  She still 
felt uncomfortable walking around naked, but couldn't bring herself to 
ask for any clothing.  Mary knew her compliant behavior was due to the 
nanobots inside her, reprogramming her mind.  That realization didn't 
help any though because she still couldn't resist Thorne's commands or 
implicit desires.

"So what are you going to do to me today?" Mary asked, curious as much 
as anything.  So far her treatment hadn't been brutal, just evil.  For 
a man trying to turn her into some kind of sex toy, Thorne had been 
remarkably polite.

"We need to see if you fully processed your downloads.  We have a 
demonstration later this month that I would love to show you off at."  
Thorne replied as he led her down the hall to another testing room.  
Thorne quickly opened the door and directed Mary inside.

This room was different from the one she'd been in for the past several 
days.  A large pillowy bed along with several tables and chairs rested 
along one wall.  In addition to that were an assortment of more exotic 
looking devices hooked up to computer equipment.  The main feature of 
these devices was phalluses.  Some were simply attached to wires, and a 
couple were attached to seats or beams that could be easily straddled.  
A few more just hanged out like hooks from their computer consoles.

"Oh, god." Mary moaned, realizing what the next phase of testing would 
entail.

"Don't worry, this will be a lot of fun, Mary.  We just need to make 
sure that all of the sexual protocols were downloaded properly.  Why 
don't you get yourself ready while I boot up the equipment." Thorne 
suggested, moving over to the computer equipment.

A tingle of arousal coursed through Mary's body at the suggestion.  Her 
hands let loose a moment later, quickly finding her clit and one of her 
new nipples.  Her body was reacting quickly as well, a manifestation on 
her need to please Thorne.  He wanted her aroused and she couldn't help 
but get her juices flowing for him.

"So now I'm just some little sex show for you?" she whined as her hands 
did their work on her flesh.  She was blushing deeply as she openly 
fondled herself, and quickly arousing herself.  It wasn't long before 
Mary could smell her aroused musk filling the air and her finger were 
dripping with her pussy juices.

"No, but you do perform well, Mary.  Let me know when you're ready for 
vaginal testing." Thorne smiled as he watched Mary writhing before him.

"What kind of test?" Mary asked compulsively.  It wasn't just her 
curiosity, but a need to know just what he meant.  She very well 
couldn't alert him to her state if she didn't know just how she needed 
to be prepared.

"It's a simple technique test, it will record your vaginal contractions 
and pulses to confirm that the basic methods were downloaded 
successfully.  A very simple test, nothing invasive.  You might even 
get a kick out of it." 

Mary gasped as she touched a tender spot inside her now steaming pussy.  
Her body had wasted no time in preparing itself, and Mary knew it.  "My 
pussy's all hot and wet, Mr. Thorne.  It's ready for testing."

"Good, now please take a seat hear across the artificial torso and 
impale yourself.  We'll begin the test once you're fully seated." 
Thorne ordered.  "Oh, and before you do, loose the pussy hair, I want 
to see a clean mound."

"Of course, Mr. Thorne." Mary chimed thoughtlessly.  No more had she 
said this then she felt a tugging between her legs.  She looked down 
between her legs to watch her pussy hair pull back into her skin.  In a 
moment she was as bare as any preteen could be.  Mary ran her fingers 
over her now fully bared mound, marveling at the smoothness.  She was a 
bit upset at loosing this sign of her womanhood in such a casual 
manner, but Thorne had wanted it.

"All nice and bare, Mr. Thorne.  I feel like a little girl down there 
now." Mary informed him.  Without another word Mary propped herself up 
and straddled the model torso and erect cock.  She had only had sex in 
a missionary position before, but somehow she knew just how to move.  
In mere moments, Mary was moaning with pleasure as she guided her hips 
down, spreading her pussy with its head.  The phallus wasn't as large 
as the test device had been days earlier, but it was larger than her 
mother's dildo had been.  Mary was taken with the sensation of it 
plowing into her depths, parting her tender flesh.  She'd had sex 
before, but nothing like this.  When she felt the shaft reach the 
limits of her depths she turned to Thorne.  "My pussy's full with your 
test cock, Mr. Thorne.  It feels really good too, spreading my pussy 
nice and wide.  Its hard and warm like a real cock too.  Now I suppose 
you want me to perform like some cheap whore for you."

Thorne simply smiled at her obvious barb.  He took a moment to look 
between her legs and inspect her widely spread pussy lips.  Sparkling 
beads of moisture along her crease and her erect clit testified to 
Mary's current arousal.  Thorne couldn't resist running a finger over 
her tender nether lips.  He enjoyed watching her face turn from one of 
managed disgust to sexual awe in an instant.  Mary may not have been 
completely subservient, but the pleasures of the flesh were always near 
impossible to deny.  "I never tire of seeing a pussy spread wide like 
this.  And you have the loveliest little lips down there too.  
Sometimes I think it's a shame changing things like that.  But then the 
customer is always right."  Thorne paused as he cupped one of Mary's 
hanging breasts.  "You are no cheap whore, Mary.  In fact you'll 
probably bring the highest price ever for a sexual partner.  That is if 
I can stand to part with you.  Prototypes are so hard to part with, 
that's why I keep Brenda around."

"And that's supposed to make me feel better?" Mary chided as she 
instinctively pressed her chest into Thorne's waiting hand, cooing as 
he gave her breast a gentle squeeze.  

"You've stolen my life and are turning me into some kind of sex toy, 
and the prospect of becoming your property at the end of this is 
supposed to make me feel better?" Even as she lashed out, Mary had to 
fight down her new instincts.  The mere thought of becoming his 
property had her pussy heat up incredibly, and Mary had to suppress 
thoughts of how good it would be to have Thorne's shaft inside her just 
like the test phallus now was.

"Mary, come now, this is now time for petty squabbling, we have tests 
to perform.  Correct?" 

"Of course, Mr. Thorne.  Which vaginal test series would you like me to 
run?" Mary chimed.  She wondered where the last part came from.

"Finally.  I'm going to have to see if you're nanobots are working 
properly.  You should have asked for the test type as soon as your 
pussy was filled.  For now, run the level one test.  Proceed through 
the rest until you're finished and then alert me." Thorne replied.

"Thank you, Mr. Thorne.  I shall begin now." Mary chimed again.  No 
sooner had she spoken then she felt her pussy begin clamping down on 
the shaft inside her.  She looked up to the monitor and watched the 
data flood across the screen from her performance.  Mary didn't 
understand any of it, but her nanobots did, and they shared their 
knowledge with her.

While Thorne brought up his equipment to test her nanobots, Mary 
continued her tests.  Over the course of several hours, Mary found her 
body follow through the test procedure with unremitting determination.  
Different patterns of hip and body movements were combined with various 
pulses and grips from her pussy.  Every movement was recorded as well, 
and Mary found herself increasing satisfied with the result.  The only 
tests she was failing were those her body type wasn't design for.  
Apparently the download had been successful, and Mary was left simply 
going through her paces to prove it.  It was more than a little bizarre 
for her as her body moved so wantonly without the slightest command 
from her mind.  She felt something like a puppet, and a sex crazed 
lusty puppet at that.

Certainly, it wasn't the worst experience she could think of.  Many of 
the tests involved orgasm control, and timing.  Thus, Mary was rolled 
over with countless orgasms to prove that her nanobots had been 
properly informed on how to use them for best effect.  She all but gave 
in to her automated behavior as well, knowing there wasn't anything she 
could do but enjoy the ride.  For the duration of the tests, Mary was 
left bucking and moaning on the test platform while Thorne watched 
while recording the results.

The tests continued for several days, taking Mary through the entire 
repertoire of her nanobots.  Virtually every known form of sexual 
interaction was displayed, much to Mary's dismay.  As the last 
automated tests drew to a close, Thorne informed her that she would 
have to perform on live subjects as well to finish her evaluation.  
Computers were good for most purposes, but finesse could only be 
demonstrated on living tissue.  

By now, Mary was too tired to think, and Thorne let her sleep.  She was 
thankful for the respite and quickly fell into a deep sleep.  What Mary 
didn't know was that her nanobots allowed her to have only a half-hour 
of down time and it was the same as a normal night's sleep.  When she 
awoke, Mary got up and walked back down to the lab.  Over the last 
several days she had became far more compliant to Thorne's orders.  
Mary knew what awaited her in the lab, but she couldn't disappoint 
Thorne.  It was the same conflict that overshadowed her entire stay.  
What worried Mary the most was just how far she would go now to please 
him without a direct command.  

"Good morning, Mary.  You look well rested." Thorne greeted his naked 
subject as she entered the lab.

"Good morning, Mr. Thorne.  I feel wonderful." Mary chimed back.  She 
quickly gave a sexy little pose for him, showing off her nudity to his 
obvious appreciation.

"Did you enjoy the tests yesterday?" Thorne asked as he fiddled with a 
camera.  He had set up several recording devices overlooking the bed, 
leaving little doubt where the next rounds were to be played out.

Mary hung her head in shame but couldn't resist answering the question.  
"Yes, Mr. Thorne.  It felt wonderful having my ass filled like that.  
Almost as good as having my pussy full of cock.  Why do you have to 
make me like it?"

"Well, most of our customers prefer their toys to enjoy their 
encounters.  So those are the defaults built into your responses.  I 
must say you performed admirably.  No serious flaws, and I was able to 
make many fine adjustments to your protocols.  I'm looking forward to 
seeing how you perform today." Thorne replied.

Mary blushed at his comments, anticipating and dreading the next round 
of tests.  She didn't know quite what to expect, but there wasn't much 
doubt that Thorne would finally indulge himself fully.  All through her 
tests he had been there exploring her body and groping her.  Mary was 
still uncomfortable with his attentions, and even more uncomfortable 
with her reactions.  Every day her reflexes were more and more 
permissive and accommodating.  Mary realized that it was her new 
programming, that she was supposed to react like this.  It didn't help 
her accept it any better though when she pressed her body into Thorne's 
probing hands or moaned in response to his touch.

"Oh, you'll do fine, Mary.  Still, there isn't any sense in delay, we 
still have to get you ready for your big premier."  Thorne turned to 
the intercom.  "Brenda could you please come in here for Mary's test."

"Yes, Master." Brenda replied from the other end.

Mary considered that for a moment.  If Brenda was coming, that left 
little doubt what part of her testing would be over.  

"You can't mean me and her..." Mary stopped as she watched Brenda walk 
into the room.  Mary was awestruck at the naked older woman strolling 
into the room.  She found her eyes tracing every luscious curve of 
Brenda's body and wondering what she'd taste like.  Brenda's bust had 
returned to a more normal size, and Mary found herself wanting to 
nibble on the jiggling orbs.  It was only when Mary dropped a hand 
between her legs to rub herself that she snapped out of her trance.  
Her pussy was dripping with pure arousal, and Mary was shocked.  "Oh, 
God, you made me a lesbian!"

"No, no, Mary, calm down.  You're now fully bisexual by default.  For 
purposes of our earlier tests I had to suppress your higher level 
arousal, leaving just the physical elements.  These next test require a 
bit more finesse, and we need to be sure that you can integrate your 
nanobot's knowledge of technique with your mental desires."  Thorne 
explained, smiling as he watched Mary leering at Brenda's strutting 
form.  "Brenda is quite lovely, don't you agree?  And her breasts are 
just perfect nibbling size with those cute little brown nipples to 
boot."

"Oh, yeah, I just want to lick and suck and nibble them all over.  I 
know it's wrong, I don't want to be like this.  Please let me stop, Mr. 
Thorne." Mary moaned as she masturbated openly at thoughts of making 
love to Brenda.  The conflicting desires and old morals were battling 
their fiercest now.  Mary knew it was a lost cause, just the fact that 
she couldn't get thoughts of lesbian sex out of her mind was proof 
enough of that.  

"Oh, Mary, I know you just want to lick my cunt like a good little 
girl, don't you?" Brenda cooed as she spread herself out on the bed.  
She spread her legs, giving Mary a full view of her bare pussy lips.  
This too was part of the test, to see just how much resistance Mary 
could muster if she wanted to.  Not only that, but it would give her 
nanobots a chance to study her brain's methods of resistance and 
counteract them.

"Oh, god, yes I want to, but it's wrong.  I can't go down on another 
girl and taste her sweet scent, I just can't." Mary whined, still 
strumming her own flesh to relieve her arousal.  She wanted to release 
the pressure, gain some composure, but it wasn't any use.  Her hand's 
only stoked her inner flames all the more, and Brenda's teasing winks 
and wiggles only tempted her further.

"Come on, Mary, don't you just want to nibble and suck on these?  
Master had me change them just to the size you like, with the most 
perfect little nipples.  It'd be a shame if you didn't use them." 
Brenda teased, cupping her breasts and presenting them to Mary.

Mary shook her head in a final, futile denial of her surrender.  The 
temptation was just too great, and she stepped forward, bringing 
herself closer to Brenda's offered charms.  Then she stopped suddenly, 
realizing that in all her frustration and conflict she'd forgotten 
something.  Mary stood there puzzled for a moment as she started 
lustfully at Brenda's offered flesh.  Then with sudden clarity she 
remember what needed to be done.  "Mr. Thorne, can I please play with 
Brenda?"

That stunned Mary as well, not knowing why she felt the need to ask 
permission.  Still, she waited impatiently for his response, pleading 
silently while juices from her aroused pussy dripped between her 
thighs.

"Not until you ask properly." Thorne chided.  He smiled, pleased that 
her programming had asserted itself at this level.  Not only had she 
surrendered to her desires, but Mary was beginning to incorporate 
proper decorum into her behavior.

Mary wondered about this for a moment, finding it hard to think while 
thoughts of nibbling on Brenda's tender nipples danced in her head.  
Still, she fought off her arousal to consider just what asking properly 
meant, again feeling the innate need to please and serve Thorne.  It 
was then that Mary had a moment of clarity, and understood.  She 
couldn't help but fight off a shiver running down her spine at the 
realization.  Mary didn't want to admit it, but there was little 
choice, her desires, needs even, demanded it.  The last few days proved 
that resistance was impossible, and that left just one road whether she 
liked it or not.  Mary bowed her head and took care to find a 
subservient, if lusty, tone.  "Master, can this humble slave please 
join slave Brenda on the bed and fuck her like the slut she is."

"Of course, Mary, you only had to ask nicely.  Enjoy yourself." Thorne 
laughed, pleased that her programming had taken hold at this level 
already.  He was sure to write down that he had to check her nanobots 
records on her mental state at this juncture.  Some subjects came to 
the conversion of their own will, before it was forced upon them, and 
Mary's faster than normal submission made Thorne wonder.  Still, his C7 
nanobots were performing better than expected in all other spheres, 
they could work faster on the mental aspect as well.

"Thank you, Master." Mary glowed in honest thanks as she threw herself 
towards Brenda's prone form.  The two women locked lips almost 
instantly and pressed their naked bodies together lewdly.  Mary's still 
mammoth breasts jiggled wildly between them.  Mary let her hands roam 
free, enjoying the silky smooth skin of her partner.  She would never 
have considered behaving like this only days ago, but now she couldn't 
get enough of Brenda's form.  That this was all some kind of a 
nightmare didn't matter.  

Mary broke her kiss with Brenda and pulled herself down Brenda's body 
until her lips rested just above Brenda's left nipple.  Mary took a 
tentative lick of the crinkly little nub and smiled.  "You taste 
wonderful Brenda.  I can't believe I'm doing this, but I'm just going 
to nibble all over your perfect little titties."

With that, Mary bent over and took Brenda's nipple between her lips and 
sucked on it like a baby.  It was all so novel, so unthinkably 
arousing.  The combination of taste and feel and that fact that she was 
suckling on another girl's breasts left Mary nearly creaming her pussy 
right then.  Her earlier protests were dissolving before her, nothing 
that felt so good could be bad, Mary reasoned.  She couldn't know that 
her former heterosexual reversion to lesbian sex was being stripped 
away at astounding speeds by her nanobots.  It wouldn't have mattered 
anyway, with the inhibitions gone, there was nothing to stop her from 
enjoying herself.

While Mary's tongue played with Brenda's hardened nipple, her hands 
were taking in the rest of Brenda's body.  Finally Mary's hand treaded 
between Brenda's legs and found her aroused pussy.  Mary explored the 
tender flesh, enjoying the sounds of pleasure from Brenda's lips.  The 
musky smell of Brenda's arousal filled the air and Mary felt a new 
hunger grip her.

Without a word, Mary pulled herself down Brenda's body, licking and 
nibbling all the way down Brenda's smooth stomach.  Then she pulled 
away, taking a moment to absorb the beautiful sight of Brenda's 
hairless, dripping nether lips.  In that instant, Mary wondered why 
she'd never considered fucking another girl before.  She focused 
herself again on the task and Mary leaned in and took a long lick from 
Brenda's dripping slit.  The taste was wonderfully exotic, and Mary 
couldn't help but take another lick.

The licks descended into long kisses, with Mary plunging her tongue 
between Brenda's sensitive folds.  The older woman moaned with pleasure 
and rested her hands on Mary's head.  For her part, Mary was in heaven 
as well, the taste and Brenda's obvious pleasure brought Mary great 
satisfaction.  

The pair quickly dissolved into more frantic coupling, caressing and 
kissing each other.  For several hours their bodies entwined as Mary 
showed off her skills as a lesbian lover and enjoyed the responses of 
her partner.  Brenda did her part as well, testing Mary's ability to 
receive pleasure as well while maintaining herself as a slut.  

Finally, the test was over.  Something inside Mary just told her she 
had finished as a final orgasm rolled over her.  Brenda was panting 
from the attention, and still wrapped around Mary.  Still, Brenda knew 
the test was over as well and pulled away reluctantly.  "Thank you, 
Mary, you were great."

"You were too, Brenda.  I never dreamed it could be like that." Mary 
sighed, recovering from the endless stream of pleasure.  She rolled 
onto her back and felt her new breasts jiggle heavily as they settled 
into place.  Mary cupped them, wistfully remembering the sensation of 
Brenda's lips and tongue running over the huge mounds.  She hadn't 
liked her new breasts since she grew them earlier, but now she had a 
new appreciation for them.

Brenda got up off the bed and turned to Mary.  "I'll let Master know 
that we're complete with this part of the test.  I'm sure he's looking 
forward to your heterosexual testing."

Mary simply nodded, too overwhelmed to speak for a moment.  She knew 
what that meant and even found herself anticipating it.  For the moment 
she simple let herself rest, and as she did, Mary could almost sense 
her nanobots reenergizing her body for the next round.  This was her 
life, Mary thought, from now on, she was just a fuck toy for Thorne or 
whoever he sold her to.  Her inner torment at this notion was nearly 
gone, even intellectually she was finding it harder to mount resistance 
to the thought.  Mary still wanted to escape, to reclaim her old self, 
but the desire was almost an echo of its initial intensity.  In its 
place was a desire to serve, to please, and to receive pleasure.  Even 
as she rested without interaction, her thoughts were half on the coming 
fuck with Thorne and half on her general predicament.

By the time Thorne came in a few minutes later, Mary had collected 
herself thoughts again.  Still, when she saw Thorne's naked flesh as he 
entered, she found it hard to not think about sex.  Her pussy was 
already warm from her encounter with Brenda, and Mary could hardly wait 
to have Thorne's already erect shaft plunging into her.  She couldn't 
help but follow the swinging cock as he walked across the room, and 
anticipated just how it would feel filling her.

"Brenda tells me you are an accomplished little girl lover.  I'm 
impressed.  How did you like playing with Brenda?" Thorne asked as he 
approached the bed.

"It was wonderful.  I've never done anything like that before.  Can I 
ask you something Master?" Mary replied in a carefully subservient 
tone.

"Of course." 

"Why am I accepting this so easily now?  I mean I know you're going to 
fuck my dripping little pussy in a few minutes and I can't wait to feel 
you hammering into my cunt with that nice thick cock of yours by the 
way.  Still, I shouldn't be like this, I should be fighting and 
screaming, not helping get my pussy wet for your big hard cock to fuck 
me like the sex toy you're turning me into." Mary asked as she rub her 
clit casually to keep her pussy nice and moist.  She couldn't help but 
notice the differences in herself, and wanted to understand it even as 
she was quivering in anticipation of.  

"You're simply in the final stage of your nanobot's behavioral 
adaptations.  You and your nanobots both know that I wanted a nicely 
subservient little slut who wants to be fucked, and that's what you've 
become.  Quite nicely as well, I might add.  So until I direct 
otherwise, you'll be nothing more than a fuck hungry slut and happy to 
be one.  You are happy to be one aren't you, Mary?" Thorne asked as he 
sat on the corner of the bed.

"Oh, I am, Master, how could I not be after everything you've done for 
me?  I have these great tits now and I'm loaded with all the best 
fucking techniques that I just can't wait to try out on a real live 
man.  I can't wait to feel you sinking your wonderful shaft into my 
pussy.  Can we fuck now please? I'm getting tired of whining about 
being turned into a sex toy while my pussy is aching to be used." Mary 
replied with a subservient tone.  Her question dropping from her mind 
as she rolled over to Thorne and propped herself up.  Her entire 
essence was aching with need now, and the subject of her desire was 
only inches away.

Thorne didn't answer her in words.  He descended upon her with a rapid 
plunge and wrapped his arms around her.  Their lips met a moment later 
and the pair shared their first mutual intimacy.  Mary kissed Thorne 
back with pure passion, and let her body melt into his as he held her.  
His hands roamed her body, and Mary let herself enjoy his explorations.  
Thorne liked to lead his women in bed, and Mary had been programmed to 
be his perfect mate.  She couldn't understand just how important this 
test was in her evaluation, but it wouldn't have made any difference in 
her behavior.

Thorne slowly explored Mary's excited flesh, and moved her into 
position just as slowly.  He enjoyed taking his time with her, and Mary 
didn't seam to mind at all.  She cooed and gasped as he caressed her 
tender parts, especially when his hands roamed over her breasts and 
mound.  Thorne enjoyed the soft yielding flesh of her tits for some 
time as he took his pleasures.  They were just the size he liked most, 
with the perfect feel as well, exactly as they should be.  

For her part, Mary was allowing herself to be swept away by Thorne's 
casual exploration of her flesh.  Her reactions were now little more 
than reflexes, and Mary had already given up resisting these impulses.  
For now, she was happy to be Thorne's submissive sex toy and that was 
that.  All she had to do was enjoy his tender handling and wait for the 
pinnacle act.

Thorne's explorations continued for some time, but finally he was ready 
to claim Mary's last prize.  He laid her onto her back and wasn't even 
surprised as she smiled up at him while spreading her legs widely for 
him.  Mary gasped slightly as Thorne pressed his hardened cock against 
her gates.  Then he pressed forward with a steady pace and they both 
let out long moans of pleasure as his shaft sank into her flesh.  Mary 
let out a little self-satisfied squeal and squeezed her pussy 
welcomingly as she felt Thorne's balls rest against the bottom of her 
opening.

They stayed like that for a moment, staring into the other's eyes.  For 
all the conditioning and programming, Mary was in heaven, a thick cock 
filling her to the brim like every good slut wanted.  Thorne was 
enjoying himself as well, fully appreciating Mary's lovely and 
compliant form.  Then with no more fanfare than a simple grunt, he 
began to move inside her, fucking her with long, steady strokes.  Mary 
did her part as well, thrusting back and using her pussy to caress him 
as they coupled.

It wasn't long before the two were lost in their shared passions.  
Thorne had used his nanobots on himself in days past to give him 
endurance and Mary was programmed to serve for as long as she was asked 
to.  For hours, they fucked passionately, exploring different positions 
and paces.  All motion ultimately dissolving into a blur of lust and 
pleasure consuming their sense of time and space.

***


"Ah, hello, Mary.  It's time for you to get ready for the party." 
Thorne greeted as he carried a french maid costume into the lab. 

Mary had been staring off through the windows when he came in and 
turned to him as he entered. 

"Whatever makes you happy, Master." Mary replied, her voice crisp with 
loathing.  The past several weeks had been hard on her.  Thorne ran her 
through her paces and tested her nanobots ability to change her 
personality and memories.  Every night, she was reset back to her base 
personality with full memory of what she'd done through the test.  With 
her fate sealed, Mary had little left other than her sarcasm, and that 
was all to quickly taken as well.  Still, what little joy she had came 
from her verbal barbs as she couldn't use any other weapon.

"Oh, it will indeed.  This is a very important party.  Several 
customers and financial backers will be here, and they will be very 
interested to see the C7 model in action.  With any luck, I'll even 
have some advanced orders placed.  Now, why don't you come over here to 
the mirrors and we'll get you ready." Thorne ordered, hanging the 
uniform on the side of on of the offset mirrors.

Mary did as she was told, noticing the dress as she walked over.  
"What's that for?"

"All of our models will be serving the guests, just so they can do a 
little comparison shopping.  This is just to present the proper 
atmosphere." Thorne replied.  Once Mary had taken her place, he walked 
around her and considered his next orders.  Mary didn't even flinch at 
his examination.  She had long since gotten used to being treated like 
an object.  She even posed a bit for Thorne as he walked around, to 
please him.  Mary was still driven by that need even if she was 
otherwise free to be herself.

"Let's start with the face and hair.  I want delicate features with a 
french cast, creamy white skin and long straight black hair.  Oh and 
brown eyes."  Thorne ordered and watched as his masterpiece took shape.  
It was amazing to watch as Mary's face shifted from old to new.

For Mary the change was a tingling, sensual affair.  As her face was 
molded into it's new shape, it felt like a skillful massage sinking 
fully into her flesh.  This wasn't the first time that Mary had 
undergone a shift, and she couldn't deny she enjoyed the sensation.  
Still the end result was always slightly disturbing, looking into the 
mirror and seeing someone else staring back.  It was no different now, 
and Mary could only blink in wonder at the sight of her new face.

"Hmm, let's go for a bit more youth.  Maybe 17, and round off the nose 
a bit more and push it up.  I want that inherent snobbish look.  Give 
the hair a bit more body too, and fluffy bangs that hang right over the 
eyebrows." Thorne continued.

Mary's face shifted again, refining the image in the mirror.  For some 
reason, Mary just had to smile and lift her head just slightly.  She 
looked just the perfect french snob, looking down on all the inferiors 
she was forced to endure.

"Like the new look do we?" Thorne laughed at Mary's posing.  Mary shot 
him a brutal stare that looked almost sultry despite her obvious 
intentions.

Mary would never admit that part of her did like these little 
transformations.  It was just an amazing step beyond trying on outfits 
like she'd done in her earlier days.  There was an appeal in being able 
to change anything about herself on a whim.  The only unfortunate part 
was that the whim was that of Thorne's and he had very particular taste 
in his women.

"Alright then, lets continue.  Fill out the new flesh tone.  I want you 
hairless except for your head and a neatly trimmed patch over your 
slit.  Let's reduce your bust down to a handful for now, I want to fit 
that to the dress.  The rest of the body I want slim but soft, just 
slightly toned but not noticeably muscular.  And make the ass nicely 
round and soft.  Finally, set total height at five foot four." Thorne 
commanded.  

Mary felt the shift roll over her like a tidal wave, jarring her being 
to it's core.  It was always like this when she went through a full 
body shift.  Her form tingled with the reformation as she watched her 
skin mold and shift to meet Thorne's wishes.  Finally, the shift was 
complete, and Mary posed in the mirrors to look at her new self.

"Nice, very nice.  Set the hair at waist length, and trim another inch 
off your waist, then we can try on the uniform." 

Mary gasped as her skin moved again.  She had to admit, she liked what 
she'd become.  Most of all she liked the nice small size of her 
breasts, and regretted that Thorne liked well-endowed women.

"I'm glad you approve.  Oh, and don't worry about the breasts, I'll let 
you keep them small for your first showing, I just want to make sure we 
have the right effect from the uniform." Thorne commented.  He had 
gotten used to Mary's silence during her shifts, and he didn't really 
care.  He knew it was just her adjusting, and he didn't need to worry 
about it.  "Let's try it on now."

Mary pulled the maid outfit off of its hanger and quickly pulled it on.  
It was all black, strapless and formfitting on top.  It flared out just 
below her waist, with the skirts interior lined with frilly laces.  The 
skirt itself was very short, reaching barely mid thigh, flaring out in 
classical fashion.  Mary certainly wasn't surprised that the outfit was 
crotchless, or that virtually any bending would give full view of her 
naked pussy and ass.  In addition to the dress, Mary found a black 
choker and maid bonnet with the dress and put them on as well.  

No sooner had she zipped up the back of the uniform than Thorne handed 
her a pair of black high heels.  Mary didn't even comment, and simply 
put them on.  She had never worn real high heels before, but her 
nanobots quickly filled her mind with just how to walk and balance in 
them.  After putting them on, Mary realized that her the new posture 
forced on her by the heels lifted the back of her skirt up just past 
the modesty line, giving a tempting view of her charms even when 
standing normally.

"That's almost perfect.  Now let's finish the breasts.  I want them 
just large enough so they spill over the top of the dress just 
slightly, with the nipples just under cover." Thorne ordered, leering 
at his creation.  

Mary watched as her breasts grew to meet his request.  True to his 
word, they didn't grow much, but thanks to the dress design, she still 
looked very well endowed and nearly spilling out of the dress.  Mary 
had to admit she looked very sex like this, but she didn't like where 
that was likely to lead.

"Perfection.  Now all that's left is the personality.  Not that I don't 
think you're just a peach, but I need a bit more provocative girl 
tonight.  Let's start with a basic french snob.  You know how you look 
and you enjoy the attention it brings.  For our purposes tonight you 
also enjoy sharing your charms with anyone who wants them.  You won't 
be able to leave the main floor, but my guests won't mind indulging 
themselves in public.  You are out to entice and please, and will do 
anything asked except for removing your costume.  I've made sure you 
are fully accessible so that shouldn't be a problem.  You'll auto clean 
between guests and reset any clothing shifts.  And of course, you will 
speak with a french accent.  Aside from that, feel free to answer all 
questions honestly and openly, but don't forget that your purpose is to 
please my guests." Thorne watched as his designs were implemented.  
While her mind was being reprogrammed, Mary always took on a rather 
vacant, though satisfied look.  It was suitably unique, and left little 
doubt that she was updating her behavior.

This was always the hardest part for Mary.  In just moments her reality 
shifted under her like sand.  She became the person Thorne described.  
Certainly, she knew what had happened to her, but that only mattered if 
her new personality was likely to care about such things.  This version 
of Mary was far from concerned about such things.  Oh, she knew she was 
just a toy being shown off, but she liked being shown off.

"How do you feel, Mary?" Thorne asked as Mary snapped out of her trance 
and started posing sexually in the mirror.

"Oh, just like an expensive French whore, mon ami.  I love what you've 
done, I look oh so fuckable, but don't you think that Marie would be 
far more fitting for such a cute little child as myself?" Mary replied 
with a thick french accent as she ran her hands over her new body.  

"Oh course, Marie, that is the perfect touch.  Now, shall we go?" 
Thorne directed.  The party was already gearing up, and he could hardly 
wait to show off his latest creation.

"Lead the way, my Master." Mary beamed, barely holding back her 
enthusiasm.  In mere moments she would be showing off her body and with 
any luck, getting fucked silly by Thorne's guests.

Thorne let his prize make her own grand entrance, strutting into the 
room like the proud harlot she had become.  All eyes were on her, and 
her skimpy costume.  There was little doubt in anyone's mind just what 
Mary had to offer, and what she was willing to share as she swayed into 
the room.  For her part, Mary was sizing up the leers of Thorne's 
guests and deciding which one she would get to know intimately first.

Thorne walked in just behind her, and was joined by a stout, well-
dressed man who was still following Mary's supple ass wiggle across the 
room.

"Quite impressive Thorne.  And you say she was completely processed 
through nanotech?  No standard mental conditioning?" 

"Indeed, our very latest in nanotech.  It certainly saves a lot of 
trouble in the mental conditioning, and the metamorphosis capability is 
astounding.  The C7 process is far easier and cleaner than all of my 
old methods.  Not only that, but we can turn out the product faster, 
and don't need to worry about picking our subjects as carefully." 
Thorne answered, giving his first sales pitch of the evening.  The man 
he was speaking to was Jeff Ridge a powerful CEO of a major 
international company.  Ridge had bought earlier models from Thorne to 
great satisfaction and was more than ready for something unique, not 
just a brainwashed slut.

"So there aren't any of the lasting effects of the conditioning 
process.  I'm very pleased with what I'm seeing.  And she can take on 
any form and personality I want?  Can I see a demonstration?" Ridge 
asked, watching as Mary begin seducing one of the other guests with 
little more than a sultry look and suggestive body language.  The 
subtlety was amazing, something that Ridge hadn't seen in his other 
toys.

"Unfortunately, I'm not ready for a full demonstration tonight.  I want 
to run Mary through her paces before officially offering the C7 model.  
This is just a little show of our prototype and a chance for some of my 
favorite customers to enjoy my hospitality." Thorne replied.  

"And take a few preorders I'm sure." Ridge laughed.  "I'll try her out 
later, and if I like what I find, you'll have one committed buyer."

"I don't think you'll be disappointed.  I've been intimately involved 
in her testing, and she has certainly been outstanding." Thorne 
finished.  They shook hands and then parted, both off to enjoy the 
party.

Meanwhile, Mary was doing her best to demonstrate Thorne Industries 
latest product as well.  It had only been a few minutes since strutting 
through the front door, and she was already giving a demonstration on 
her technique.  Mary was bent over a table with her skirt pushed up and 
a hard cock sliding into her.  For the sake of the other guests, Mary 
kept her noise level down, but fucked the guest with determination.  It 
was certainly different, for the past several weeks all she'd done was 
fuck Thorne and now she had the chance to experience a different lover 
first hand.  Her nanobots could allow her to conceptually understand 
what other lovers would be like, but nothing was better than first hand 
experience, especially with someone as energetic as the man pumping 
into her now

The sex didn't last long, but her partner seemed very happy with 
himself.  Mary bent over and cleaned him off with her tongue while her 
nanobots cleaned up her pussy.  Then with a few sultry words and a 
quick kiss, Mary pulled away to give another demonstration.

The rest of the night rolled away just like that, one fuck after 
another.  Mary enjoyed every one, and just like any good saleswoman, 
she never tired of smiling and showing off her product.  Thorne was 
doing his own sales efforts and by the end of the night nearly every 
guest had an order for at least one C7 model, and several had ordered 
them by the dozen.

***


Mary sat at on the sand happily, watching the sunrise over the ocean 
waters of to the east.  It was another day, and like every other, Mary 
started it right here on the beach watching the surf roll in.  The view 
was marvelous on the little island she now called home, and perhaps the 
one thing keeping her going was the calming ocean that just seemed to 
swallow up any lingering pain inside her.

Still it was morning, and Mary had to begin her day.  She struck out, 
jogging along the beach, looking for the next person on the sand.  Mary 
jogged along happily, long since oblivious to the fact that she was 
completely naked.  In truth, she enjoyed the feeling of freedom in 
these rare moments, free of worry, almost one with the world around 
her.  Her waist long hair flowing behind her as she bounced across the 
beach, carefree if only for a moment.

Finally, she spotted a man walking along the beach and jogged over to 
him.  She noticed him appraising her and wondered just what lay in 
store for her with this guest.  Mary pulled up in front of him and 
smiled, doing her best to pose seductively for him.  "Good morning, how 
can I serve you?"

"Well, I'm in the mood for an African, short black hair, and thin with 
medium sized perky tits, classic African facial features too.  Playful 
personality okay?" The man responded.

"Of course, just a moment." Mary answered.  Then she felt the shift.  
Her entire body began to tingle and she could look down and see herself 
changing.  It was a very sensual feeling as the nanobots inside her 
rearrange her flesh to the guest's requirements.  Mary watched with the 
same awe as her skin color and body form changed around her.  Her 
larger breasts shrank and perked up, their nipples contracting and 
darkening as the rest of her body likewise contracted.  The color 
change was next, first as a few dark points across her skin and then 
with a rush, her creamy white skin was dark brown.  Mary felt her scalp 
tingling as well, and felt her hair being pulled up her back and neck.  
Then the final change came to her face, and Mary giggled slightly as 
her facial skin was tickled by the changes.

Mary had long since gotten used to the shifts, but still enjoyed them.  
Now she changed her appearance many times a day to meet the desires of 
the guests.  The voluptuous white teen that Mary had been this morning 
was no more her real form than the dark skinned woman she was now.  
Mary couldn't even remember her original form, though she knew it was 
locked away within the memory of her nanobots.  Occasionally, she had 
been changed back for various reasons.  The sensation of changing 
always left her horny, though Mary had never figured out if it was part 
of the programming or just a reaction to the stimulation.

The transformations were rather enjoyable, but the personality shifts 
were more disconcerting.  Mary felt her mind warp as her body had.  A 
new sense of being filling her.  As always, when in the service of a 
guest her personality was geared towards meeting their desires.  It was 
always different, everyone wanted something unique, though some were 
more explicit in their desires than others.  Mary had no control over 
these shifts of mental being though the thought that who she was could 
be changed so easily always disturbed her in retrospect.  She didn't 
even know who she was anymore, having simply became that which was 
wanted.  Though every morning she conducted the same watch of the 
rising sun, Mary didn't know just who was watching the golden fireball 
escape the waves.  

Through her new sense of being, Mary looked over her guest and purred.  
He looked delectable, and she quickly wrapped herself around him.  He 
was only wearing a pair of swimming trunks, and Mary made sure to rub 
the tips of her perky breasts across his naked arms and back.  She 
wrapped one arm around his shoulder and looked into his eyes.  "What 
does my bad boy want me to call him?"

"Master will be fine." He smiled back.

"Okay, Master, how about I get you ready for a some loving?" Mary 
purred, running her delicate fingers over his chest.  Mary felt herself 
heating up, preparing to be fucked silly.  For the moment this man was 
everything she found desirable and she was driven to serve him.

Without warning, the man pulled around and kissed her on the lips.  
Mary didn't hesitate in meeting his lips, allowing herself to melt into 
him as he wrapped his arms around her.  Her lithe form wriggled against 
his as their tongues danced intimately between their lips.  Mary let 
her hands roam over his back as he sent his hands over her.  She purred 
again as he cupped her ass and molded her flesh while still kissing 
her.  Mary could feel his erection against her thigh as they clung 
together, her pussy already steaming in anticipation of its plunge.

The man broke the kiss gently and bent down, guiding Mary onto her 
back.  He kneeled above her as she rested atop the sand, taking in the 
beauty of her form.  He gently caressed one of her perky breasts, 
bringing a gasp of appreciation from Mary's lips.

"Like them, Master, are they just like you wanted?" Mary asked while 
pressing her bust into his hands.  Mary had gotten used to mid session 
changes, sometimes almost prodding her guest on.  The sensations of 
change only heightened her pleasure, and giving a guest what they 
desired was her driving force as well.

"They're delicious, perfect." The man replied, still gently kneading 
the soft mounds.

"Then why don't you come down and suck on them, Master?  I'd just love 
having your lips wrapped around my nipples." Mary coaxed.  She didn't 
have to wait long for an answer, the man almost instantly leaned down 
and suckled on her teat.  The feeling of his wet lips and darting 
tongue over her sensitive nip drove groan after groan from Mary's lips.  
Her breasts were very sensitive this time, and she reveled in it.  Her 
body's responses changed with each new form, a kind of randomness 
designed to keep each experience unique.

"Oh, Master." Mary moaned as he slipped a hand between her legs and ran 
a finger between her engorged outer lips.  He took special care to dip 
a finger deeply into her slick wet inner folds, and Mary couldn't stop 
from bucking her hips up to meet the probe.  "Oh, god, Master, I'm 
ready for you.  My pussy is all hot and aching just for your big cock 
to fill it up."

"Okay, slut, I want a really tight pussy, let me know when its ready." 
The man commanded, having taken his lips away from her breast just long 
enough to make the request.

Mary cried out with pleasure as her pussy shifted as desired.  She 
could feel it clamping down on his finger, tighter and tighter as her 
flesh became just what he wanted.  The feeling of her inner chamber 
shifting was exquisite, almost as good as being fucked, and more than 
an adequate preparation for such use.  After a few moments of this 
wondrous sensation Mary knew she was ready.  "My pussy's ready for you, 
Master, all tight and hot just the way you like it."

The man didn't waste any time dropping his shorts and falling between 
Mary's legs.  Mary looked on with anticipation at the hardened shaft 
descending towards her gates.  She felt her pussy quiver in 
anticipation with being filled again, and with such a wonderful shaft.  
Mary couldn't help but purr as she felt him press the head of his shaft 
against her outer lips.  She bucked her hips slightly to kiss his 
shaft, helping to part the way into her depths.  

Then with one long thrust, he was inside her.  Mary's eyes flew back at 
the flood of sensation from the plunging shaft, her mouth gaping open 
in awe for a moment.  She stayed like that for only a moment before 
wiggling her hips against her lover and look up into his eyes.  

"Am I tight enough for you, Master?" Mary giggled as she brought a 
groan from his lips with a squeeze of her pussy.  

The man didn't answer, he descended upon Mary, kissing her passionately 
as he began to fuck her.  Mary kissed him back, and humped back against 
the plunging shaft with all her strength.  Her tight interior was a 
furnace by now, stoked with every thrust.  It was the most natural 
movement in creation, man in woman, and Mary took full pleasure in the 
act.

They fucked like that on the beach for a long time.  Mary was an expert 
in technique and her guest was certainly practiced as well.  As they 
both neared exhaustion, Mary felt her guest spur one last furious fuck 
out of her well used pussy.  She bucked back just as furiously, and 
finally she felt his release.  He impaled himself in her and held 
there, squirting into her.  Mary laid back and enjoy the feeling, 
milking his spurting shaft with her inner walls while she moaned in her 
own release.

Mary and her guest rested, still entwined for a few hours, and then he 
departed without a word.  Mary rested for a few minutes more, waiting 
as her nanobots repaired any minor damage and cleaned her pussy for 
later use.  As she rested, Mary considered her life again.  So much of 
herself was lost now, she didn't remember anything much beyond her 
name.  What she could remember was being a perfect fuck toy here at the 
resort.

It was a rather large resort too, occupying the entire island and 
catering to only the most elite of clientele.  Mary had recognized and 
serviced many famous people here through her stay.  Her existence 
consisted almost entirely of moving from guest to guest, becoming the 
woman they requested.  Mary knew her body swam with little micro 
machines, enabling her transformations of mind and body.  It was at 
times like this that Mary especially reflected on this state, on her 
life as a perfectly programmable sex slave.  Part of her was disturbed, 
but the nanobots responsible for her mental state swept away any edge 
to that feeling, leaving it a hollow shell with no real power.

A special tingle in her head alerted Mary that she was being requested 
in the central lobby of the resort.  She quickly rose and brushed 
herself off, then bounced off to see what was needed of her now.

The central building wasn't very large, most of the resort was spread 
across the island in little huts that afforded the guests a measure of 
privacy when needed.  The central lobby was generally only used for 
special events, displays or mixers for the less exclusive guests.

Mary walked in the side door, near the main platform and looked over a 
large crowd gathered there.  She wondered idly what was going on while 
she looked for a controller.

"There she is, ladies and gentlemen.  Our latest model, the C7 
conversion.  She's been under testing for the last few months while our 
guests and we explored her every feature.  Mary, please come up here." 
Thorne reported from a podium atop the platform.  "As you can see, 
she's very lovely.  Her internal database is complete with hundreds of 
base features that can be combined to create any effect desired with a 
random flare built in to keep her every transformation unique.  She can 
also receive personality configurations that are limited only by the 
laws of physics and your imagination.  And as a special bonus we even 
have a copy of her base form and identity for a bit of authentic flare.  
Please revert to base for us Mary."

Mary giggled as she felt her body shift again.  This time her breasts 
grew a bit, though remained firm and perky.  Her nipples tightened up a 
bit and turned pink as her skin washed over as a light cream color.  
Her features took on a more soft european air as thick auburn hair 
coursed over her shoulders.  Her body filled out a bit more, leaving 
her nicely rounded but not fat.   

The mental shift followed a moment later and Mary suddenly became aware 
of herself again.  She didn't know what was going on, but the slight 
chill over her flesh alerted her to the fact that she was completely 
naked.  Mary squealed in embarrassment and quickly covered her self as 
best she could.  She didn't know how she came to be here, standing 
naked in front of a crowd of gawking people and she certainly didn't 
like it.

"With a full reversion, Mary becomes the same girl who woke up in our 
labs six months ago, with no memory of her conversion and none of the 
obvious personality modifications.  She will still respond to commands, 
but they will only be followed if proceeded by the phrase 'Master says' 
that way her base state can be enjoyed without accidental 
modification." Thorne continued.

"Oh, God, what's going on?" Mary cried out.  

"We're just giving a demonstration of your features, Mary.  These fine 
people are very interested in the details of the C7 conversion process, 
and you're our latest display model." Thorne baited his young subject.

"What are you talking about?" Mary whined, her hands still squirming 
over her naked flesh, trying vainly to cover her ample and lovely form.  
She was scared, and humiliated.  The leering eyes from the crowd burned 
into her flesh and Thorne's strange comments left Mary very worried.

"Now, with the C7 conversion you can selectively modify personality and 
memory, both adding and removing any information you choose.  The 
subject can also be allowed to remember the change or integrate it 
fully into her personality." Thorne turned to Mary.  "Master says that 
you will be unable to remember your name is Mary, but you will remember 
that you have a name.  Also Master says that you will not try to hide 
your body, rather you will show off your assets to the crowd, but not 
know why you are doing this.  Finally, Master says that you will forget 
receiving this direct command.  Okay, Mary?"
Mary shuddered for a moment, thinking that Thorne had said something 
but not remembered what it was.  Before she could reply, her hands fell 
away from her body and she felt herself taking up a very revealing 
pose.  She pressed out her ample breasts and held both her hands under 
her breasts, palms up, as if directing the entire crowd to take in her 
jiggling mounds.

"What's happening to me?" Mary bellowed as she jiggled her tits for the 
crowd, blushing deep red all the way to the top of her nipples.  She 
didn't understand why she was doing this, but couldn't stop posing like 
some porn queen actress auditioning for a new part.

"You're just showing your lovely form off for our guests.  Now, would 
you be so kind as to tell us your name?" Throne prodded, enjoying the 
display Mary was putting on.  She was now standing towards him, giving 
the audience a profile of her seductive form.  Mary looked up to him in 
horror as she posed for a moment, breasts thrust out, and crouching 
slightly so she could stick out her ass.

The question hit Mary like a brick, even more so than her uninterrupted 
posing.  As she started to kneel down with her back to the audience, 
she racked her brain for an answer.  Nothing came to her though, but 
her seriously wounded pride demanded that she say something even as she 
stuck her ass into the air and spread her legs to give the crowd a fine 
view of her nicely trimmed pussy.

"Molly!" Mary squealed as she felt her fingers pull open her lower lips 
and display her pink interior.  "No, it's Megan...  Oh, God, I don't 
know who I am!  Oh, please stop this!"

While Mary sobbed Thorne looked on at the still posing young woman.  
"Alright, Master says, you remember you name and no longer have to show 
off your body.  However, Master says you will masturbate every time you 
feel embarrassed and get more aroused as you do so until I say 
otherwise."

Mary immediately pulled herself off the floor, and her hands flew back 
over her privates as she turned back to the crowd.  The only difference 
was that this time, her right hand was kneading one of her pillowy tits 
and the other snaked between her legs and quickly started working on 
her clit.  Her embarrassment magnified as she felt her body responding 
to the attention, getting hornier as she openly masturbated.

"That's a good girl.  Now Master says you will remember all of your 
product specifications and testing and will answer all my questions 
like a professional show girl.  Okay, Mary?" Throne asked. 

Mary's eyes bulged as the memories came flooding into her head.  She 
could scarcely believe what had happened to her, or what she had done 
over the past six months.  So great was her surprise that Mary's hands 
fell away from her body, too shocked by her predicament to be 
embarrassed.

"Oh, god, no." Mary moaned.

"No time for that now.  Please give the fine ladies and gentlemen in 
the audience an over view of the C7 conversion features." Thorne 
prompted.

"I'll be happy to, Mr. Thorne." Mary chimed, surprising herself with 
her suddenly cheery disposition.  She knew where it was coming from but 
it was still disturbing to be acting without conscious will.  "I'm 
Mary, prototype model one of the C7 conversion process.  What you see 
now is my base form, the lovely woman I was before receiving my first 
treatment at the processing center."  Mary did a quick, seductive twirl 
to show off her naked body.  "I'm sure you're all thinking that I'm a 
beautiful young woman, and you're right.  Before processing, I had to 
beat boys and older men off with a stick."  Mary cupped her breasts and 
held them out to the crowd.  "I mean, who could resist a body like 
this?  Still before processing, only a limited number of men had access 
to this beauty.  C7 processing allowed me to change that and to exceed 
even this level of physical perfection to provide something totally 
unique in autonomous love toys."

"With the simplest voice command from my Master, I can become the exact 
partner desired for any encounter.  My body can be reshaped to almost 
infinite dimensions.  If you don't like my bust size, say these tits 
are too small."  Mary thrust out her chest again.  "With a quick 
command, they can grow three cup sizes."  Mary gasped slightly as she 
felt her breasts expand from their already ample size to porn star 
proportions in only moments.  "Now, isn't that better?"  Mary jiggled 
her breasts to a round of applause.  

"Minor cosmetic changes aren't all that C7 processing offers.  Not only 
can you change my basic dimensions, you can change any other feature 
instantly.  Say you're interested in a little asian cutie for a night." 
Mary stood up and let a whole body shift roll over her.  Her chest 
contracted, as did her general form until a teen aged asian girl with 
perfectly round little breasts and the most innocent doe eyes stared 
out at the crowd.  "With no more than that I'm ready to fuck long 
time." Mary smiled and wiggled her hips playfully for the crowd.  

"I can also take on more exotic forms for the more adventurous.  Say a 
sexy fox girl." Mary felt her ears pull up along her head and her skin 
tickle.  She looked down and saw entire body covered in a light red 
fur, save her belly and chest, which were covered in a dusty gray.  She 
did a quick turn for the audience and then with her profile to them she 
stuck her ass out and wagged a big fluffy foxtail back and forth.  
"Even complete with a real tail.  Any one want to go for a little fox 
hunt?"  Mary taunted with a wiggle of her ass, much to the approval of 
the audience.

"In addition to the physical configuring, C7 processing allows 
unprecedented controls over mental configuration.  With the latest in 
adaptive artificial intelligence and mental conditioning, I can take a 
simple directive and translate it into a meaningful mental 
configuration.  Over time, the adaptive intelligence in my nanobots 
will even compensate for unclear commands, based on the past desires of 
my Master.  Not only can my personality be shaped but my memories can 
be programmed as well.  Say you're interested in conquering an innocent 
schoolgirl for the evening.  With a simple adjustment, I can not only 
look like a sexy teen, I can be left with the memories of an innocent 
schoolgirl and the personality to match.  To aid in this process, my 
nanobots retain massive quantities of fake memories that can be quickly 
and easily selected either explicitly by my master or by my nanobots to 
create a new persona.  This allows my Master the freedom to be vague 
and let my nanobots program me in accordance with past commands."

"Finally, I'm sure the most popular feature is my advanced sexuality 
programming.  Thanks to the vast memory capacity of my nanobots, I can 
be quickly adapted to serve in any sexual capacity with exquisite 
skill.  In addition to my personal skills, I can also be used to train 
unaltered human slaves to serve my Master.  I am programmed with many 
different training techniques and can easily serve in this capacity 
with raw determination that can be hard to find in other trainers."  

"In short, C7 processing turned me into a perfect love toy, ready and 
able to service any desire my Master wishes to indulge in.  I look 
forward to serving you in the future, and am proud to be the vanguard 
of a new line of autonomous love toys from Thorne Industries" Mary 
finished.  She took position, standing attentively on the stage, 
waiting for her next command.  Mary was still in her fox girl 
configuration and as Thorne continued on with his presentation, Mary 
took a moment to examine herself.  She had changed back to pretty much 
her base form except for the soft fur, pointed ears and fluffy tail.  
Mary ran her hands down her sides and couldn't suppress a slight growl 
of pleasure escaping her lips as she luxuriated in the feel of her 
current form.  She stood there and rubbed her soft fur for a while, 
just letting her tail flutter behind her as the speech continued.

After her initial exploration of her body, Mary let herself consider 
the fate that awaited her.  She was some kind of sex toy, made to 
behave on command.  From her earlier performance, Mary had little doubt 
that she wouldn't have a choice, as she hadn't for months.  She 
realized that this was the first time she could really remember 
anything and she shuddered at the things she had done.  Still, Mary 
felt these memories being integrated into her being, including the 
unthinking obedience she had shown through her testing.  She sifted 
through the memories of countless encounters, an endless stream of male 
wet dreams being satisfied, to her initial programming.

This was all that was left for her, a life of passionate servitude.  
She remembered that Thorne had once commented about keeping prototypes, 
and Mary wondered what that would be like.  Being sold off to some rich 
pervert would leave likely mean any remnants of her old self would be 
washed away.  Thorne had allowed her to retain part of herself through 
some of testing.  Mary knew there wasn't any choice, she would do 
whatever Thorne told her to do.  She only hoped that part of her would 
have a chance to survive as something other than the raw material for a 
sex toy.

While Thorne wound down his introductory speech, he summoned up a dozen 
naked woman.  Everyone was exquisitely beautiful and all beaming.  

"Ladies and Gentlemen, here are the first production units of the C7 
process.  For the rest of the evening, they will be free for your 
enjoyment in the main room.  Tomorrow, we will start the bidding for 
these first units and take orders for our next batch." Thorne boomed.  
Then he waved Mary over to the podium.

"Now for my final official act of the evening, I want to thank Mr. 
Ridge for the fox girl suggestion, and award him a night with this 
lovely little lady, compliments of the house.  Now everyone, enjoy the 
party!" Thorne threw up his hands to the cheering crowd.

Mary felt her inner processes shifting again, in accordance with 
Thorne's announcement.  With lightning speed, Mary found her partner 
for the evening, and began rewiring herself to be his slave.  She 
growled with arousal and hoped he'd take at least one romp with her in 
her current form, she always liked fucking with fur on.

"Now, go on girl, Mr. Ridge is waiting for a piece of tail." Thorne 
slapped his little fox on the behind and sent her off to a night of 
pleasure.  

Mary bounced across the room to her master.  For now her fate was left 
hanging in the wind, unimportant compared to the night to come.  Deep 
down, Mary realized this was her reality from now on.  It didn't matter 
what happened to her, she was already past that point.  Now all that 
remained was pleasure, service, and convincing Ridge to let her keep 
her fur coat.

The End

If you enjoyed it or if you hated it, let me know at farleven@yahoo.com
