[Episode 218978] [Episode 218978]“How typical. Tch! Every single time.”
“Is there a problem with the forms, Doctor Ristuko?”
“Oh, just the usual, Nurse Maya. Although everyone knows we can’t change a slave’s personality that much, when ever teen-aged boys come into ownership of young women, they always seem to want us to turn them into complete sluts.”
“Oh, yes! I know how that works. Boys will be boys, after all,” Maya agreed emphatically. She added, darkly, “Of course, it’s not always teenaged boys, you know.”
“Like that makes it any better. Well, it is one this time. The young master is one Ranma Saotome. He’s left instructions to have the libido of one of his slaves lifted so high she’d ‘really just want her master to bend her over the table and take her!’”
“I see. Well, you know what that means, don’t you, Doctor?”
“Oh, yes! He’s a normal guy. Like I said: Typical!”
“Well, anyway, this would be one of our problem girls, right?’
“Wa, huh? Oh, yes. Akane Tendo! Flagged as agressive-agressive and hot tempered. Quite passionate but troubled. Kind of cute too. It seems she’s quite the tomboy, but her school guidance councilor mentions that … Well now, maybe we can work with this… Perhaps we can give the customer what he wants after all.”
“Doctor?”
“Oh, we can’t turn her into a raving nympho or anything. I wouldn’t anyway even if I could. Feh! Men don’t know what they really want anyway. But, if she already has a desire to be feminine, we can redirect a few urges … Let’s see if we can come up with some sims.”
Akane dreamed a most lucid dream. Also lurid. She had a very active imagination, but this was a feed from a neural transmitter direct to her visual cortex. A small incision, the chip in place, and they could upload an sensory information the computer simulated. The technology had improved from the days of relying on –uhm– herbal teas, incense, and intensive hypnotherapy sessions, but the basic techniques remained the same.
“We’re getting a strong response, Doctor.”
“Ex–cel–lent,” Ritsuko gloated as she leaned over the console and rubbed her hands together. “Dream on, Miss Tendo. We have you right where we want you.”
Maya rolled her eyes and returned to her monitors. The vid window displayed Akane, only it was a picture of her for which she’d never have posed. Naked save for a shiny metal collar, chained to a wooden pole, kneeling on hay bedding in a submissive posture, head downcast, legs spread wide, arms held, or tied, behind her back. The meters beside the window gauged her reaction to the image. Panic, dismay, anger, embarrasment, confusion, excitement, …
“Calibration cycle complete, Doctor Akagi,” Maya announced.
“Proceed with the preliminary adjustment phase,” Ritsuko instructed. “Pleasant dreams, Miss Tendo!”
As the images continued, the computers did more than measure; they began to stimulate her limbic system to with estrogen, endorphins, and other hormones. It enhanced her feeling of pleasure at the images. And when she reacted negatively to the conditioning, it did the opposite before thoughts of resistance could even fully form.
They had control of her emotions; they they projected a realm of sight, of sound, of thought. They were in control of her horizontal, they controlled the vertical, they had control of her mind.
“I feel like such a mad scientist at times,” Ritsuko murmured happily, as she watched the girl’s naked image crawl across a scene towards the feet of a vaguely defined man. The scene shifted to that of Akane, now dressed as a maid; starch white apron trimmed with frilled lace, glossy black short skirt bunched up over her hips as she bent over a desk, panties tugged halfway down her fishnet stockings. She looked back towards the point of view with an adorablly desperate pleading expression. The image dissolved to be replaced by another. Akane kneeling between the legs of a sitting boy, looking up with pure animal lust.
When they finished, Akane would not quite be ‘compelled to bend over a table and beg her master to take her like a bitch in heat’. But she would find herself fantasising about doing so. Often. The images embedded in her brain would take hold of her imagination.
At least, that was the plan.
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