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Disclaimer:  this story contains representations of graphic sex acts,
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The New Line ( mc, nc, mf, tf )
Part 2
by Farleven     farleven@yahoo.com
November 2001
http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/farleven/www/

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.

***

End Part 2

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