​Day 0 – Asking for Help

“You came to me love.” He said with a patient smile. “If you are scared or uncertain about all this, simply walk out. No hard feelings.”

“NO!” I said a little too loudly. “No…” I whispered under my breath while looking back down. “I… I want to be here. Being scared is exactly why I need to be here. I’m too scared to… To…” I tried to finish, but I felt too embarrassed and just trailed off.

“To train and kick yourself in the butt to become the person you wish to be? You clearly have a little backbone… Otherwise, you wouldn’t be in my home right now. Asking for my help. You obviously have enough willpower for that.”

“Tell me again what this is supposed to be...”

“It a bikini bottom honey. And yes, before you ask again, you have to wear it today.”

“But... It’s so itchy and... It covers up my fuck holes... How are you supposed to fuck me if I’m wearing this thing?”

*Sigh*

“I some times forget just how far we took you... Think back babe... Was it easy to put on?”

“Yes, super easy.”

I am a bimbo doll and my name is Dolly.
I am a bimbo doll and I my life is fun.
I am a bimbo doll and that makes me happy.

“Position 2 Dolly.” my owner said.

I am a bimbo doll and position 2 is standing with my arms above and behind my head.
I am a bimbo doll and I always assume the positions my owner trained me to know.
I am a bimbo doll and I love when my owner plays with me.

“Very good Dolly...”

I am a bimbo doll and my owner’s praise makes me happy.
I am a bimbo doll and I exist to display my body for my owner.
I am a bimbo doll and I exist to make my owner happy.

“I do believe we’ve achieved something beautiful with you Dolly.” my owner said with a smile.

​"So... Pretty.... So... Relaxing...” she said as she stared helplessly into my special therapy light. “I can’t... Look... Away...”

“Very good Catherine... Just keep sinking deeper and deeper...”  I said softly.

“Yes... Deeper...” she said softly.
“Very good Catherine... Just let your mind relax as you let the light wash over you... Calm you... Relax you...”

“Relax...” she whispered.

"Now... Count down from one hundred. Slowly feel yourself sink ever deeper into the light as you count down for me...”

The beauty about the chip I implanted into the base of Alicia’s head is that she never realized she had one. The chip doesn’t control her mind, but it does hamper higher brain functions. And since she isn’t aware of the chip, she thinks it’s all her. That she just isn’t as bright as she once was. How much does the chip affect her? Well... I can increase or decrease the effectiveness of the chip with a few keystrokes. 

Brilliant really.

The side effect of suppressing her higher brain functions is to place her mind in a constant state of mild euphoria. Pleasure even... 

Combining the 2 was all I needed to slowly transform her into the vision of obedient beauty I see before me. She didn’t look quite so ravishing at first, but since I could convince her to get just about any type of plastic surgery I wanted, she became the exact version of herself that I wished her to be.

“Hi Hubby! I just wanted to ask if you could give me a few extra bucks so I could...” she said, but I cut her off.

“Stop. Look at me.”

Like a bubble popping in her head, she stopped talking. She stopped smiling and looked into my eyes like the good wife she was.

“Good. Now go mindless for me.”

Her features instantly relaxed as her body language told me she had slipped into her trance.

“Are you mindless for me?” I asked, already knowing the answer.

​​“Welcome home Master!” she said as she looked up from her book.

“Hello Kitten...” I said as I looked at sternly. “And what, pray tell, are you doing?”

“Whadya mean Sir?” she asked, genuinely puzzled by my question.

But then I looked down at her hands and she followed my gaze.

“OH THIS!” she exclaimed while holding her book up. “I ordered it online! Isn’t it awesome? It has like... All these concepts and... Ideas...”

“Oh my god!!! These are AMAZING!!! I can’t believe you can actually do this! It’s... It’s insane!”

I chuckled. Not everyone reacts the same when I tinker with their bodies. Some go mute with wonder while others freak out. I have to say though that almost half of them are like Lilly: they get excited.

“That’s just a small sample of what I can do. Just a taste... But if you want the change to stay, you have to pay the price.”

“Right...” she said as she stared at her chest. “Renounce a... How did you put it? A past life choice? Whatever that is... Always look forward I say!”

“So I take it you wish to keep the current change?”

“Look at them!!” She said excitedly as she squeezed her tits for effect. “They are so big and perky! Of course I want to keep them!”

“How do you feel Honey Pot?” I asked.
“Oh my Gawd! Like! I feel so... Hhhmmm... What’s the word... Ho... Hor?? Horns? No... That’s not it...” she said as she tried hard to think. “SEX!” She suddenly exclaimed. “I feel like I wanna... Like... Fuck!”
Her smile was so genuine and contagious that I had to smile as I wrote down her answer.
“Horny... You were looking for the word horny...” I said.
“Oh right...” she said with big wondrous eyes. “Hor... Ny...” she mouthed slowly. “What a funny word! Like... Makes me think of horns! Hihihih!”
She put her hand in front of her mouth and giggled like a school girl. Seems the sweet innocent laughter reflex is working well...
“OH!” She exclaimed! “And horns make me like... Think of long hard cocks! Is that why way say we feel... Hor... Ny...”
“Yes Honey Pot...” I said as I took notes. “That might be why...”
“See?” She said as she struck a pose. “I can still like... Make huh... co... connec... What’s that word again...” she said as she frowned.