Short Story: Microscopic Tech

Male's Point of View - Mindless -  Robot Theme - Personalities - Technology

This is Amber, my former research partner. Right now, her whole being is in standby mode. She will stay like this until I send a command for her to wake up.  Which I do often enough...

We were developing microscopic technology that was designed to eradicate the need for open surgery. I had the designs and building tech to be able to actually make them, but I lacked a source to power the machines. Amber was... Is... A genius when it comes to thinking outside the box. She developed a way for the machines to use the body’s own heat to power themselves. 

The thing is... I had a little side designed I never told anyone. I had ideas about connectivity... Interacting with the different cells in the body... Including Neurons... 

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But I needed to test things to be sure my idea would actually work.

And since it wasn’t in our research plan...

​I kind of decided to use Amber as a test subject. She never even knew I injected her with our machines. Not at first anyway...

The data the machines were sending back to me was priceless. Unfortunately, I had to do my test while she slept, as to not raise suspicions. It took a few weeks for the machines to replicate and adapt to each of her cells. 3 weeks in, she I noticed how tired she was at work. When I asked, she complained that her night were filled with weird disembodied dreams she couldn’t make sense of. Of course, it was all because of my little machines. They were learning and testing themselves as they tried to communicate with her brain.

One faithful morning, I woke up to a rather interesting report. I had a full scan of Amber’s thoughts. Memories... It was incredible... Machines had actually decoded the human brain! I was ecstatic! Lucky for me, Amber was too tired to notice my sudden change. That very night, I decided I wanted to try reversing the flow of information. So... I sent a command for my machines to implant a desire in Amber’s mind. A simple one...

She was to wear something red to work.

I was disappointed when she came in to work wearing her usual attire. I thought my machines had failed until I read her newest memories the next morning. She had worn a matching set of bright red underwear!

That’s when I decided that Amber would be a little more than my research partner. I started simple and instructed the machines to implant sexual desire for me. I didn’t notice at first, but as I read her memories day after day, I realized she had started to notice me more and more. Thinking that I was awesome and that it was wrong for her to fantasied about me.

I corrected that line of thought that very evening. The next day, she was flirting with me openly. That night, I added that she should feel submissive towards me and that she would find it hot to be ordered around. It took a few days to actually kick in, but as I started to order her around the lab, I could tell she was getting excited. Turned on... 

After a month a twerking, I finally had enough and instructed the machines to implant a new directive in her mind. She would not be able to say no to me. I waited for a few days after that, just to be sure it would work... I first ask her if I could see her bra. She hesitated, but she opened her blouse and showed me. I read later on how embarrassed and turned on it had made her. So... The following Monday, once we were alone in the lab, I told her I wanted to see her tits. She turned bright red, but she opened her blouse and showed me. As I thought, she had an incredible pair!

It was getting around lunch time so we didn’t push things further. But as our work day ended, I waited until every one left and corned her in the back of the lab.

“Kiss me.” I said and pushed myself on her. 

She didn’t resist and melted in my arms as we kissed. I felt alive... Bold... After my hands had removed her blouse, I massaged and squeezed her tits before going lower and inserting my hands inside her panties. She was moaning and kissing me with all the passion I had dreamed off!

I told her to kneel and suck me. She barely resisted and dropped to her knees. Later, I read that she never did blow her lovers because she found the taste disgusting. She couldn’t understand why she was doing this for me if we weren’t going out together. I read how glad she was when I finally pulled her off my cock to fuck her. She was dreading my cum in her mouth.

So the next night, I instructed my machines to implant a deep satisfaction she would feel every time she tasted my cum.

The next day, I decided to test things and corned her after work. I didn’t even order her to kiss me. I just started to grope her and kissed her. She yielded to my touch effortlessly. I pushed her down to her knees and she understood I wanted her to suck my cock. Later, I read that she wasn’t expecting me to actually cum in her mouth. She expect me to fuck her like the day before. But I didn’t. I came gallons down her throat and she coughed most of it. Until I told her to swallow. She did, but she clearly didn’t like it.

But later, I read her memories and smiled as I saw how satisfied she had felt at being able to do this for me. When I cornered her the next day and pushed her down, she barely coughed and did her best to swallow my spunk.

I spent the next week tweaking her likes and fucking her every day after work. Until I came to work one morning and found her at my desk. At some point, I failed to see in her mental reports that she was finding her behavior odd. Troublesome... She had decided to hack my computer and was reading through my very private notes on her conversion. She confronted me and threaten to go to the cops!

I panicked.

I cued up my machine interface and hastily instructed my machines to override her mental process. I watched in awe as she sudden grabbed her head in obvious pain. It lasted for almost ten minutes! By that time, she was lying on the floor and drooling on the ground. I was amazed... I read in real time how the machines had taken over her thought process. Her brain... They didn’t erase her mind or memories. They just... Inserted themselves... In every possible thought process.

I finally understood. Her mind had been altered. Her brain was, for lack of a better word, a computer. The first thing I tried was simple: stand up. I had to type it in, but she move herself off the floor and stood up. Her eyes were unfocused. I read her mental notes and... There was nothing. All thought processes had been stopped. She was not thinking about anything. She was just... Alive. Standing.

I spent that first day just trying to created an interface to work with this new development. I had to bring her home just so she wouldn’t raise suspicions out in public. As I worked on her all night, I realized just how powerful my machines had become. As it was now, I could rewrite anything in her mind. Her memories... Her desires... I decided I would still need her bright mind so I programmed that part of her to be my girlfriend.

That way, people wouldn’t find it odd if we went out. I was amazed that all the tweaks I had made were still there. Some were stronger than others, but all in all, they had done a marvelous job. I changed her memories a little and erased her knowledge of discovering my side project. To her, she would remember that we fell madly in love and that we both discovered a hidden fetish about the other. I loved to dominated and she loved to submit. So she had submitted to me completely.

Which fitted perfectly with her new submissive self.

But it all gave me another idea... Sure... I needed her in public... I needed her sharp mind for my research... But once she was home with me...

I went to work on another personality. I instructed my machines to copy her primary self and then went about stripping it down. All the way down... Once I was done, Amber had a new self with a whole new set of priorities as well as a new name: Angel.

​Angel was a pure slave. A robot slave... She would stay in a blank state and obey any verbal command. Perform any tasks I might give her. That first weekend was eye opening for me... And for Angel as well. The first blowjob she performed was a little lacking, so I included a learning routine for her future performances. But the amazing fact about her first blowjob was the actual finish. Where Amber had trouble hiding her revulsion for my spunk, even if she felt satisfied when tasting it, Angel simply drank it down as if it was nothing.

​I also realized that the machines could work just as easily at blocking pain receptors. The first time I took her ass, I didn’t notice a thing from her side. She was blank and compliant. Her mental report after the fact showed all the pain blocks the machines had performed to let Angel act the way I programmed her.

It was truly amazing...

Since then, I expanded her core programming and she has a variety of personalities I can activate. She’s still my coworker when she needs to be, but now she lives in my home. She acts like I program her to act when I need her to. But I have to admit, I love to see her in standby mode... I got the idea one weekend when I had work to do and didn’t have time to interact with her as much as I wanted. So I developed this standby mode. I spent that weekend using her for an hour before putting her in mental stasis. Then waking her to use her again... And again... I turned her on and off on a whim.

​The power I felt over her was intoxicating...