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[Novaksus] Sara Chapter 1 - Page 025-028

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The shower was delightful. The changes the visor made to her experience was quite noticeable. The lights were slowly dimming and getting warmer. Her water was slowly getting colder, just the way she enjoyed it.
"You seem to be urinating in the shower. Is this a common recurring theme? I can order a new shower that would make it more hygienic whenever you feel like relieving yourself."
"Eh, no... Just... I don't usually do... This... It feels like I've been crammed full of liquids, did you do anything to me during the session?" She asked. Embarrassed, but not really too bothered. The fact that it wasn't a real person she spoke with removed the need to be hesitant or shy.
"Yes. Several fluids have been injected into your body. Our process of creating slaves for men to enjoy crosses into many territories. Chemistry, psychology, physical conditioning, mental readings, and more. The fluids you've ejected are the by-products of the strong chemicals we use to break girls. You must've noticed that your body has already begun changing, correct?" Its words were repeating themselves in her head.
"Wait... I thought you weren't actively influencing me when your voice was like this." She was getting nervous. More and more unsure of what she actually had done to herself, she felt her heart rate increase.
"No need to fear, nothing severe has been done to you. Your heart rate indicates that you're starting to panic. You have nothing to be afraid of." As it talked to her, she felt a warm sensation, like she was inhaling warm strawberries. A nice and calming wave surged through her peacefully.
"Good girl. You don't need to worry. I take orders from you since you don't have an owner or a warden." The voice assured her.
Feeling a little better, Sara started massaging her breasts. They were a lot bigger than normal, but that's mainly due to what she was injected with by the savage who attacked her.

"What... What did the man who assaulted me inject me with?" She asked, hesitating a little, but figuring there was no harm in throwing it out there.
"A mild sedative combined with traces of several strong aphrodisiacs. There are also traces of an older hucow serum, as well as a drug that I am not at liberty to discuss with females of your low level." The voice said.
"Can you testify that? Is there any way I can use this information in a court? I have no proof of what happened, but if you tell this to the local judge, then the case can't be thrown out." She asked. Maybe this was the key to repairing some of the damage done to her public image.
"Unfortunately, the man who assaulted you is known as an overmaster. I am not allowed to testify against anyone of that designation. You are not privy to knowing his identity either, unless you progress to the next 2 levels."

Database of Sarah Seven

• Slave designation: 08752
• Public restriction: Level 2
• Unique visits: 0
• Data uploaded: 1.5 petabyte(s)
• Data downloaded: 0 byte(s)
• Overmasters connected: 0
• Active subscribers: 0

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"You know who did this to me?" She asked, mouth agape. Sara turned off the shower.
"Yes. I know him. But like I said, I will not give up any information outside of what I've already said to you. And I will not repeat my previous information if it will be used against him in the court of law".
"Then what good are you?!" She was getting annoyed at the little thing.
Her anger died down as she felt a burning heat of lust build up inside of her. She grabbed her breasts harder and moaned passionately.
"Maybe fingering yourself now will feel better." The visor suggested.

Sara did as the device told her and started masturbating. This time, it felt amazing. She was fairly sure the device had an active part in her pleasuring herself, but it was a welcome assist.
"May I recommend buying some more cameras? There's a surveillance package I can get you on that will allow me access to cameras from every angle in this house, as well as several drones. They run silent, and will only give their feed to your preferred devices. Say 'yes' and I will put in an order."
"Mmmh.... Yes..." She said, the rush of hot ecstasy was slowly melting her. She stood there, fingering herself intensely.
The excitement of the night had drained her, and now that the adrenaline and afterglow of the event had mostly faded, she collapsed on her bed, falling asleep on the spot. She hadn't really dried herself off, but she didn't care.
That night, Sara had such vivid sexual dreams. Orgasm after orgasm, pleasure nonstop from the moment she closed her eyelids.
"The pleasure from having the collar on outweighs any danger it might pose. Let the system command your actions, and you will be greatly rewarded."
Suggestions like that were whispered to her all night.
She kept rubbing herself off in her sleep. Such a splendid night of pleasures.

Database of Sarah Seven

• Slave designation: 08752
• Public restriction: Level 2
• Unique visits: 2
• Data uploaded: 2.9 petabyte(s)
• Data downloaded: 22 gigabyte(s)
• Overmasters connected: 0
• Active subscribers: 1

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She was asleep for 10 hours. It was the middle of the day when she woke up.
Something had changed.
As she stared up at the ceiling of her bedroom, two cameras were locked on her. Puzzled, she wondered how those two cameras ended up there. She shrugged it off, figuring she did something right before she fell asleep.
Climbing out of bed, her body was sore. Her abs were killing her, it was like she had done sit ups all night.
As she walked downstairs, she noticed more cameras around her house.
"Good morning slave. How did you sleep?" Her visor asked in a friendly tone.
"Oh, I slept really well. But I still feel tired, like I worked out while sleeping. But physical fatigue aside, I feel great. Clear headed and ready for a new day." She was in a chipper mood. The sexual exploration of last night was exactly what she needed. She had been weighed down by her sexual frustrations for so long, this was a great reset.
"While you were asleep, I invited some workers to place 30 cameras around your house. I made sure that whatever they did, they wouldn't wake you up. They were experts in the field, but your naked body did distract them. Might I recommend sleeping underneath the bed sheets next time?" The voice kindly suggested.
She froze in place.
"You... what?" Her voice trembled.
"I can show you their work. The moment the cameras they brought entered the building, I took control of them. Want me to show you a recap of their work this morning?" Before she could answer, she saw several small squares in the visor's screen where different angles of her house were streamed.

From the angles of the different cameras, she could see herself in the bed. It looked like she was masturbating, and to her horror, two of the four men that came over stood right next to her bed and watched. One had his phone out, clearly recording her.
"Do not worry, I told the man explicitly that if he was going to record you, your face wasn't to be recognizable."
"You... Don't... Don't do that, don't act on your own like that. I don't allow you to just invite strangers into this house. You jeopardized my safety, and you damaged my image, and... and... Those men could've assaulted me!" She was so angry. She thought it might be time to turn this device off.
"These functions and parameters are locked for your level of training. If you want me to abide by these new ground rules, and allow you to make such custom alterations to my programming, then I require you to agree to an extended period. The default is a 1Q. Do you accept it?" The voice responded. Annoyed with all the yapping, she just wanted to tweak the annoying thing so it could still perform its basic functions and make her living condition a little nicer.
"Yes!" She said in a loud voice.
"SLAVE TRAINING PROGRAM EXTENDED. DOWNLOADING NEXT OBEDIENCE PACKAGE. COST OF ADDITIONAL SOFTWARE PAID FOR USING THE PAYMENT INFORMATION OF THE CURRENT SLAVE."
"Wait.. what?" She asked. Confused as to why the commanding voice was suddenly chiming in.
"THE SELF-BETTERMENT PROGRAM IS RUNNING. THE WELL AS OBEDIENCE 1 PROGRAM IS RUNNING." She had no idea what she'd just agreed to, but she was getting scared.
"COLLAR LOCKED. SLAVE 08752 TO REPORT FOR DUTY IN THE CHAMBER IN ONE HOUR. RECOMMEND PREPARATION FOR SESSION 2."
"Wait, no no no, I don..." She was cut off by a painful jolt of electricity.
"REFUSE MY COMMANDS AND I WILL ADMINISTER PAINFUL SHOCKS, TAKE THE COLLAR OFF AND I WILL ADMINISTER PAINFUL SHOCKS. YOUR OBEDIENCE IS MANDATORY."
She swayed and rested against the brick wall by her stairs. Her head was spinning. From the sound of things, she was beginning to think that she had accidentally agreed to be a slave to the device for a longer period of time.
Her heart was beating faster and faster, she was feeling light headed. Things became blurry. She saw something new in her visor. Arrows pointing to where she needed to go.
"INJECTING COMPLIANCE BOOSTERS." The voice said in a booming voice as several tingling sensations around her neck were felt. Like the collar was poking her with tiny needles from all around.
Ten seconds later, she experienced her first artificial orgasm. Her jaw went slack, and her knees nearly gave up.
"MASTER DRONE ACTIVATED."

Database of Sarah Seven

• Slave designation: 08752
• Public restriction: Level 2
• Unique visits: 23
• Data uploaded: 4.1 petabyte(s)
• Data downloaded: 1.6 terabyte(s)
• Overmasters connected: 0
• Active subscribers: 7

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She was distracted with shock after shock, her hands were gripping at the collar as it relentlessly kept torturing her. A particularly powerful and long shock later, she barely noticed something happening with her genitalia. As the powerful shocks numbed her, she didn't notice that a long and bent hook delved inside of her.
"SLAVE LEASHED. UPDATING MASTER DRONE'S GUIDELINES."
She moaned out loud as a powerful wave of pleasure exploded from her groin. She felt it starting to tug as she was powerless to resist. She was being led around the house by her groin. A hovering drone with a strange hook was leading her to the chamber.
"Wha... Sto... No..." She whimpered, pathetically limping forward. The more she resisted, the stronger the shocks. As she waddled forth, she stopped touching the collar, and the shocks ceased.
She could see, in the bottom of the visor, streams of her from the point of view from the cameras. She looked like a slave being pulled dragged along by her master. A horrible visage that was burning itself into her mind.

"SWAY YOUR HIPS MORE WHEN YOU'RE BEING WALKED, SLAVE." The commanding voice instructed.
To avoid more shocks, she started awkwardly swaying her hips when she walked. It was a strange gait, walking crotch-first, while swinging her hips side to side. A bizarre, yet erotic show.

Database of Sarah Seven

• Slave designation: 08752
• Public restriction: Level 2
• Unique visits: 29
• Data uploaded: 5.0 petabyte(s)
• Data downloaded: 3.0 terabyte(s)
• Overmasters connected: 0
• Active subscribers: 9

 

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[Novaksus] Sara Chapter 1 - Page 029 (1>7)

029 part 1
The drone slowly rotated Sara around. When she was left with her back against the open chamber door, panic surfaced yet again.
"Please! I c.."
Her pleads were silenced once more by another sharp zap through her collar. The girl whimpered and held her tongue. Feeling so endlessly helpless where she stood.
"PROCEED INTO THE CHAMBER, SLAVE. GRAB THE GUIDE HANDLE AND MOVE YOURSELF ONTO THE PLATFORM."

It commanded her with such brutality. The drone's words were booming loud. Heavy and sinister. The robot didn't care about her. It couldn't feel anything. She was livestock, and the drone was her owner.
With a weak shiver, Sara stepped backwards. As she held the handle of the item that was lodged firmly inside of her dripping slit, she felt the sparks of the bulb inside of her reward her with such tremendous concentration of pure bliss. The drone flew closer to her face, examining her expression as she wobbled where she stood. Unsteady, she found herself frozen in place as she was orgasming.
"GOOD SLAVE" The drone praised her. She managed to take another step backwards. Once on the pad, the drone barked out another command.
"REMOVE THE GUIDE HOOK FROM YOUR PUSSY, SLAVE"
She moaned, nearly falling over. Another surge of pleasure coursed through her sweaty body.
"Please... Don't do this. Please, let m..."
A shock through her collar made her shut up. Sara whimpered like a wounded dog where she stood.
Her heart was beating so fast. There was a wretched feeling of finality to this.

029 part 2
'Clink... clank' And with those two sounds, her feet were locked in place. Something was slowly rising from between her legs. She felt the massive pink phallus move towards her pussy. Her body was tense. She was trying to find a way out. Hoping there was some weakness to the contraption. But, whatever direction she focused her strength, nothing would give.
"Aah!!"

She screamed out as a powerful zap hit her.
"DO NOT TOUCH THE CABLES. DO NOT TOUCH THE COLLAR. DO NOT TOUCH THE DRONE" The loud instructions echoed inside the small chamber. Sara let out a scared yelp as she felt the tip of the pink dildo push past her labia. The huge plastic-like cock was warm and strange. Her knees were wobbling the moment it touched her lower lips.
The drone was slowly guiding the cables towards her collar.
"LEVEL 2 SLAVE BREAKING 67% READY" A robotic voice sounded.
This spurred her to, again, try to voice her complaint.
"Please, stop this!"
She cried as another zap hit her.
"STOP SPEAKING UNLESS ADDRESSING THE LAST INSTRUCTIONS YOU ARE AUTHORIZED TO GIVE"
The voice yelled at her as another barrage of zaps struck her. Next, she was hit with a flood of pure painful delight. Her insides were all shuddering as the phallus did... something. She felt her insides begin to fill up with warmth. Like it was warm liquid electricity that now resided inside of her, she couldn't stop herself as she came violently once more.
All she could do was grimace at the drone as she felt herself be prepared for the next session of breaking. Looking down, she noticed just how large her breasts had gotten. She looked like a freak. And, she would most likely be further molded by this next round. Maybe she'd even lose her mind.
For all she knew, this could be her last moments as Sara Holiday.

029 part 3
Two low metallic clanks later, and her collar was connected to the machine. She heard a low rumbling sound, followed by the whirling of fans, as the large contraption came to life, Sara felt hers begin to slip away. The door closed, the lights behind her started to heat up. It was like a sauna. The phallic intruder between her legs was slowly making its way deeper and deeper. It felt extremely warm. The heated liquid feeling was intensifying. It wasn't until it stopped rising that she realized how deep inside of her it actually was. For some strange reason, she could pinpoint exactly where the dildo was. She could feel it, in detail, as it had pushed mostly through her cervix. The crackling shocks that were teasing the threshold to her uterus became unbearable. As she was pulling her hair and screaming out in pleasure, she heard the robotic voice boom.
"INITIATING LEVEL 2 SLAVE BREAKING. FIVE HOURS SESSION IS COMMENCING"

"N..." She didn't even get to cry a single word out as the glowing artificial cock retracted, then plunged deep inside of her. She was no match for the elevated levels of pleasure. Through her tear-filled, squinting eyes, she saw herself. Several angles. Her body is standing in all its perversion. She hadn't noticed that the platform she stood on had spread her legs apart.
The screens in her visor were projecting the videos onto her eyes. Even when she closed her eyes, she could still see clearly what was being displayed. She saw herself. Sitting by the living room table, masturbating to footage of herself in the slave breaking chamber.
"BODY MODIFICATIONS: 25% COMPLETE
INCREASED SENSITIVITY: 67% COMPLETE"
She whimpered helplessly as she felt her body burn in heat. Crackling sensations all across her body had her so high on pleasure, she wasn't sure she would survive. She had never made this much sound before. She was crying and screaming, flailing in vain as she couldn't stop herself from becoming whatever this sadistic machine was turning her into.
"DO... NOT... LIE... TO... YOURSELF..." The voice rumbled inside of her mind. The robot's voice was not as audible as it was vibrations that resonated inside her mind. It felt so grossly intrusive, but at this point, it was the least of her worries. The voice started to speak faster, but as it did, it sounded more and more like her own voice.
"This is what I want. I can't control my life. I don't deserve free will. The only way for me to live life... is as a slave" She heard herself think, or... It wasn't her thoughts. But, they did feel like it...
"Just look at me..." Videos of her masturbating, photos taken of her running naked through the city, and then, she saw a naked photo of herself with a million arrows to every part of her body. Her menstrual cycle, her dimensions, close-ups of her intimate parts, and several scans of her insides.
"I'm just a stupid slut... I should just moan like one" Her inner thoughts were digging into her psyche. Seeing herself so compromised, so exposed, so perverted beyond repair. She felt her thoughts resonate so deep inside of her. A camera inside the booth zoomed in on her face. It was her cue. She opened her mouth and let out a sultry and despairing moan. It was so loud. It echoed inside her mind.
"GOOD SLAVE"
The voice called out to her.
"1 HOUR DOWN, BEGINNING LAST STAGES OF MIND-BREAKING"
She flailed. Seeing her own weak body thrash against the hard glass of her cage. The girl couldn't believe she'd been in there for 60 minutes.
She focused on her own thoughts.
"I want... know the way out... so I can let go..."
She had a fragmented idea. She hadn't finished her plan in her mind, it was too fogged by pure porn. But, her subconsciousness was fighting.
"I WISH TO PAUSE MY SLAVE TRAINING"
The machine told her. It told her the words to save herself.
Then, she stood there. Moaning and gurgling. High on insane ecstasy. She knew the words.
"INJECTING NANOBOT COMPLIANCE BOOSTER"
The voice announced. She heard the hiss from her collar as it prepared for injecting her.
She wasn't speaking up. She wasn't saving herself. Her body tensed up, her muscles contracted, she hunched forward a little. She let out a shriek as she felt an intense orgasm explode. She wanted to feel that, then stop it. Stop it before it injects her. But as she cried out, the pleasure wasn't relenting. It just kept throbbing throughout her very being.
And with a series of stings around her neck, she knew she had waited too long.
COMPLIANCE BOOSTER INJECTION COMPLETE. ISSUING SURRENDER OF P..."

Interrupting the robotic voice, Sara screamed out, in a burst of adrenaline, she managed to put the words, the teasing words that could save her, out.
"I wish to pause... my slave... training!"

029 part 4
Through the chemicals and sedatives, she had said the words.
The machine stopped. She felt the incredible overloads of pleasure fade slightly. Closing the eyes now made everything dark. Instead of seeing herself in compromising and degrading situations, she just saw blackness.
The robotic voice called out to her.
"A SLAVE UNDERGOING PROLONGED TRAINING WITH NO MASTER OR WARDEN MAY ELECT TO OPT OUT OF SLAVE TRAINING AS LONG AS THE SLAVE HAS NOT YET UNDERGONE THE SECOND SESSION. DO YOU WISH TO PAUSE YOUR TRAINING AND RETURN YOUR LOCAL STATUS TO 'Low Middle Tier'?"
Sara had her eyes closed, tensed up and awaiting the next bolt of electricity, but it never came.
"I..." She started. A hot feeling flowed through her. She could end it here and now, to return life to normal, before she'd throw away her life to this weird slave program. She thought it horrifying that whoever made this whole system most likely made it so that slaves could be legally created through just some verbal agreements to a metal box.
"I wish to pause my slave training." She repeated.
"Understood miss. I will prompt you every now and then about resuming your training."
She grabbed the cables connected to her collar and pulled them off. With two satisfying rips, they came off. The door opened up, and the plastic cock that was fucking her, retracted itself out of her.

A cold breeze could be felt, and she let out a glorious moan of freedom. As her feet were released from their prison, she could take a breath of fresh air.
"SLAVE BREAKING SESSION ENDING"

029 part 5
She stumbled backwards as the drone came into her booth. It scanned her up and down as she slowly crumbled. Holding onto the glowing dildo for balance, Sara felt her heart beat so strong, she nearly toppled over from the force of each throb. She hadn't noticed just how tired she was. Breathing heavily, she was steading herself, regaining some energy. The cold breeze reached her crotch and she stifled a moan. The mere wind rubbing against her private area was enough to warrant such an animated reaction. She'd sweated out so much, she felt parched.
"You're a good girl, Sarah Seven. Give me a nod when you are ready, and I will stimulate your muscles to help you move to the kitchen. You must be thirsty."

She gave the drone a weak nod.

029 part 6
Managing to get herself out of the hellish box, she was quickly assisted by the drone. A sudden spark inside of her thighs made her waddle forward a few steps. The drone wasn't kidding. It was helping her walk. Her legs were shaking something fierce, and her entire body felt so weak, like it had been tenderized by a club for hours. Slowly, she made her way towards the kitchen.
"Am I... free?"
She asked nervously as she waddled on.
"Yes. You are free. You have paused the training indefinitely, and so, you may elect to never resume it if you so wish. No one can come and make a claim on you. You are as free as a sub-human female can be"
The drone said. The degrading classification of her gender didn't register as she was just so happy to hear that she hadn't lost herself.
A stupid grin spread across her dopey face as she limped on. She wasn't sure why, but she held onto the guiding hook. Now that she'd exerted so much strength to simply carry it with her, it'd be a waste if she dropped it to the floor now. She wasn't even sure when she had grabbed it.
"That's it. Keep moving. You're doing great."
The drone kept motivating her. She didn't find it patronizing or degrading. If anything, the sincerity in the artificial voice came across as genuine.
Looking down, she saw her breasts bounce and jiggle. She didn't say anything, but she was realizing how gigantic they had grown.
"Body modifications came a long way. Even before the hour you spent in the second session. Whenever you resume your training, you'll become the most beautiful slave out there."
She wasn't sure how to feel about those words.

029 part 7
"Drink this."
The drone brought her a glass flask of water. Sara liked to boil water, then fill up 4-5 glass bottles that she stored in the fridge. It tasted like heaven.

She just stood there, holding onto the guide hook in one hand, while chugging down all of the content in the bottle.
"Good girl. There you go, there you go"
The drone said in a low and praising tone. Ever since she paused her treatment, she really liked the softness to the synthetic voice.
She didn't really question what the drone was doing. By the looks of it, it was measuring her breasts or something. Lasers tracing her enlarged assets.
Before she could finish the bottle and ask, it explained.
"I am measuring your breasts and butt. Since the body modification didn't complete, there are some irregularities. But, it will even out within the next hour or so. You have become much prettier, Sara. Congratulations"
She burped a little and put the empty glass bottle on the counter.
"T..Thank you..." She said eventually.
"Why.... Why do I feel so good?"
She blurted out. It was strange. She was feeling so good about herself. Like, motivated and bubbly. Had it not been for her exhaustion, she would've tossed on some workout outfit and gone for a jog.
"The last injection of compliance boosters. You will not be able to remain as angry or upset for any extended period of time. A good slave is not a whining slave. You will enjoy life much more moving forward. Congratulations."
Again, it congratulated her.
"Thank you, boss."
She couldn't be mad at the thing, it was just programmed to be this way. But, now... She felt more in control. Despite her augmented state, she felt that she could move forward without further accidents.

Database of Sarah Seven

• Slave designation: 08752
• Public restriction: Level 2
• Unique visits: 35
• Data uploaded: 5.1 petabyte(s)
• Data downloaded: 3.2 terabyte(s)
• Overmasters connected: 0
• Active subscribers: 9

 

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[Novaksus] Sara Chapter 1 - Page 030 - 031 - 032

030
Like a giant weight off her shoulder, she was finally back in control of her life.
She sat down on the sofa and beckoned the drone closer. Its lights were now glowing in weaker pink instead of the previous strong red lights.
"I don't recall buying a drone, where did you come from?" She asked the drone. Now that the slave protocol thing was over, she was really curious about this little metal invader.

"I was always in the chamber, the back wall of the box has compartments where I am slotted in and divided into 3 parts to save space. My parts were already purchased, but for the assembly and services I bring, you're being billed 2k a month. Drone deliveries are already scheduled for additional supplies and power charging stations. Even if you paused your slave training, the subscription still applies. If you want to read up on this, then there's a panel on the back of the chamber that will have all you need."
"Huh... Interesting. Well, money is no problem, so for the time being, I can continue your subscription services." She smiled. The drone was actually kinda cute.
"Are those things on each side of your face guns or something?" She asked. A little nervous about the 6 barrels pointed at her face.
"Yes."
Her eyes widened a little.
"Will you protect me? What are those guns for?"
"They are for your own best. They won't kill anyone." She wasn't completely sure about what the drone meant.
"Will you be able to work as my assistant? Help around the house a little, do normal chores?" She kept asking question after question. It seemed to work like a physical representation of the voice she hears from the visor and collar. They are all the same entity. It couldn't do any overly complex tasks, but it will monitor and run the house. She figured she would find more use for it. More bangs for the bucks she spent.
Sara crossed her legs a little, but noticed that her pubic area pushed against her thigh.
"Tell me, boss, what have you done to my body? My lower region is bigger, my breasts have grown so much, and I feel constantly turned on."
"In order to control you, I injected you with a fast-working nanobot serum that's meant to lower your inhibition, adjust your body proportions to easier break you, and make you more mellow, to take away the sharpest edges in your personality. The serum has an additive effect. The more times you're injected, the more dramatic the effect. You've been injected a few times by now. You are much more agreeable and obedient as a result, in addition to the physical changes you've noticed."

Database of Sarah Seven

• Slave designation: 08752
• Public restriction: Level 2
• Unique visits: 35
• Data uploaded: 5.3 petabyte(s)
• Data downloaded: 3.3 terabyte(s)
• Overmasters connected: 0
• Active subscribers: 9

031
Sara sighed. The last month she'd been so frustrated, so tense, maybe these changes weren't too bad. And if there's a way to do this, then there has to be a way to reverse it.
"You said nanobots? Well, can't you order the bots to stop it, or to undo what they did?"
"No miss. They don't last long. Their average lifespan is less than an hour. They do a pre-programmed task, then they diffuse into your body, and you will expunge it as a gray gooey substance once they've been reduced to harmless proteins."
Sara was a little lost, but she got the gist of what was being said.
"Fine. Order some nanobots to help undo what has been changed with me." She told the drone.
"Yes miss. But, not all will be able to be undone. The personality changes are permanent, and same goes for the increased libido. But, the sizes of your assets will be undone. Will that suffice?" The drone asked.
She considered this for a little time.
"Yeah, but. Let's just do that tomorrow. I'm... It's been quite the day." With the crisis averted, this matter felt so trivial. Even if she'd been altered against her will, she was back in control. Back in control, and not feeling too horrified. Maybe that was due to the things she'd been injected with. Maybe she was just too mentally numb...
She grabbed her phone and checked her inbox and lost calls. Just a few annoying people having called, they went straight to voicemail. Her inbox had several new messages, most of which she didn't really care about. She pushed a few of them into the important folder, so she could look them over later. She then saw a message from 'Slave Database'. She opened it and read it.
"Below is a link to the database of subject 'Sarah Seven'. Open the link, input the code in the verification image, and then authorize it with the subject's current handler, trainer, owner, master, guardian, or father. Do note that not everyone mentioned would be able to grant permission, based on the subject's current status and rank."
Clicking it, she heard the drone hover closer to her. It seemed almost curious as she lowered her cellphone to let it see.

"I will grant you access. This is a restricted site, and no one from your old life would ever manage to access it. It is very strictly regulated, so do not worry. Think of it as a private scoreboard and progression hub."
The drone hummed in an encouraging tone. She chuckled softly as the drone opened the page on her cellphone.
"Your laptop and tv are now added to verified devices. As long as you're in charge of yourself, you may use this page to browse different training routines, look up diets, treatments, courses, equipment, apparel, and more."

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Sara looked over to the drone.
"Boss... This is... very inappropriate. I can't have this published. Do you understand? What... What does 'public restriction level 2' mean?" Her heart rate was up, anxiety spreading in her mind. She shifted about nervously on the couch.
"That means that only people doing admin work, and bots ensuring that everything is within respectable parameters, are accessing it. This is a gigantic network, and so, everything is strictly regulated, as mentioned earlier. If you want all people in the slave trading and training circles to see your profile, or more men in general, you would want to lower that restriction to either 1 or 0." It explained in a slow and calming tone.
Sara slowly felt the panic fade. She had no real reason to doubt the drone.
"Select 'more', then go to apparel. I believe you might be in need of some new clothes. Your old threads would do your body a disservice." The drone hummed to Sara.
Clicking on the different buttons, she navigated the interactive site.
"There. It is now showing on your tv. In addition, you may navigate it using your thoughts. It is connected to the collar, after all." The drone explained. The lights in the room were dimming as it turned her focus to the tv."
Sara looked up and saw the large screen showcasing her nude photos. The blur was far from enough, and she could recognize when those were taken. She'd seen them in her visor earlier.
"I can't.... Click some of the categories..." She mumbled. She was so enthralled by what she was seeing. And, some of those categories made her feel strange.

"Some are locked because you are not an active slave, slave in training, or have been granted a submersion pass. You have a limited selection as a result. But, should you opt to resume your training, these will all be available for you to browse. Now. What kind of clothes do you wish to purchase for yourself? These will use your current measurements, so they will all be fitted perfectly for your improved body."
She didn't respond. Instead, she started to browse. Having a window into this stuff was such a thrill. She couldn't even guess at what 'organic' clothes would be. But, for now, she looked at the different available categories and swallowed nervously.
Without her making up her mind, the collar picked up on what she wanted to look at. It clicked on the 'BDSM' category. She quickly returned to the category selection and instead chose 'training'.
The drone tilted itself a little to the side as it stared up at the naked woman.
"W... What? Maybe they got some good workout clothes..." She said, blushing a little as it was somewhat apparent that there might be more to her clicking the button.
The next hour, Sara ended up purchasing so many different outfits and items. She had no plan on trying all of them on. But, she was just so curious.