Rae felt honestly terrified. With the five of them on display in a naked lineup in front of a room full of clothed, leering businessmen, it felt like the combination of a nightmare and a lowbrow porno!
The gray-templed man seated at the center of the group seated around the conference table scanned the group critically, then stated, "Excellent, Dr Wills. What testing have you done so far?"
"This is our backup batch, which received a last minute programming revision, sir; they only woke for the first time a few minutes ago. We have had no time for testing them in a wakeful state, but dreamtime tests yielded near-perfect results. We can do initial wakeful testing now, if you like. "
"What happened with the lead batch?" asked a business-suited blonde in her twenties seated next to the first speaker. Her voice struck Rae as not assertive enough to match her appearance. Shy, even.
"They suffered some issues with one last unfortunate programming glitch, ma’am," the scientist responded. "The subjects are recoverable, but will have to undergo reprocessing similar to what you received. "
The woman looked troubled and sympathetic for a moment, then seemed to catch herself. She resumed a dispassionate demeanor.
"The Organization is going to be quite pleased with you, Dr. Wills, if you truly do have all the bugs worked out. However, we should run a test right now, so we have something more concrete to report to our fellow investors. They need solid facts in return for their money, not promises," the gray-templed man declared. “Are these young ladies all in General Command Mode now?”
“Yes, sir," Dr Wills replied. She seemed slightly annoyed.
He jabbed a finger at Rae, ordering, “You. Climb up on the table and seat yourself in the center.”
Rae twitched slightly in reaction to his tone, but otherwise simply complied. She was unable to understand why she was complying; she didn’t feel forced, but she also didn’t feel inclined to refuse. She just obeyed.
“Rae, why are you doing what he says?” Liz fretted as Rae seated herself on her rump in the prescribed location.
“I don’t know,” she answered, troubled a little by her actions but unable to find a good reason to stop herself. Obeying the man just seemed to make better sense than refusing.
“In GCM setting, a properly functioning Toy obeys commands given by any adult male human,” Dr. Wills told Liz. Then, with a glance toward Brett and Jay, she added, “Only true males. Former males such as yourselves do not qualify. If the implant is functioning optimally, she doesn't even feel distress."
After a pause to type something out on his blackberry, the gray-templed man told Rae, “Sit prettier. From now on, you are to keep your posture and bearing attractive while presenting yourself to others.”
Suddenly feeling ashamed that she had let herself sit so sloppily while Men were trying to enjoy her, she rearranged herself into a Japanese-style kneeling position, with her hands crossed on her knees. After a moment, she adjusted her shoulders and back, making sure her new oversized tits sat up higher. She felt an odd sense of pride in her body while they inspected her.
“Excellent,” he said, then looked at Dr. Wills. “What was the subject’s starting orientation?”
The scientist straightened her glasses and consulted her clipboard. “Functionally heterosexual, mildly bisexual. Inhibitions too strong to act upon such leanings.”
“Perfect. Dr. Wills, strip down, join the young lady and have sex with her, please. We are going to test her adjustment.”
To the astonishment of the students, Wills immediately set her clipboard down on the conference table and began undressing, fastidiously folding each piece as it came off and forming a stack of clothing on a nearby chair. Once she was naked except for her glasses, she slid onto the table.
“But, I’m straight...” Rae protested. The men chuckled.
“Not if Dr. Wills has done her job, young lady,” another man stated.
Wills pushed her glasses up as she put a hand on Rae’s shoulder, then told her, “I suggest we enjoy ourselves, Rae. We have no choice in the matter, after all. I have come to find it not so bad, in a way."
Her lips closed on Rae’s mouth and they began kissing in earnest. It was impossible to be this close without bosoms of their sizes squeezing together. To her astonishment, Rae found the sensation incredibly arousing.
“Hard to believe Wills used to be a guy, isn’t it?” commented one of the men. “Normally a transsexual would be out of the question for me, but I’d do her in a heartbeat.”
“You mean you haven’t yet?” asked another guy, and they shared another round of chuckles. Rae’s brain was spinning from what she just heard. Dr. Wills is one of her own victims? and then, If she’s really a guy, does that make what I’m doing Lesbian or not?
“Holly,” the gray-templed man said. “Why don’t you go pick whoever looks most appealing to you from the batch, and test her too?”
The blonde next to him set down her blackberry, pushed away from the table and stood, then took the long walk around the table to the lineup, shedding her clothing as she walked.
Brett asked, “Are all the girls here... have you all been done like we were?”
Rae and Wills started getting more passionate now. They were both kneeling with one leg between the other’s thighs and breathing heavily as they made out.
“Absolutely,” spoke up a girl with a British accent from the group of business people as Holly looked over the group and finished stripping. “They can’t trust us otherwise, can they? They’ve converted every girl in the program to a Toy, and some former men like Dr. Wills whom they worried might break security. Her male identity was quite prominent until he officially died in an automotive accident. He may have brought unwanted attention to their plans once he learned them.”
While Wills slipped her finger into the upper region of Rae's pussy and began a gentle but rapid circling motion on her clit, a very pretty East Asian girl added, “Consider yourself lucky you’re in the beta test, girls. Most of us alpha version Toys went through some nasty problems while they worked out the bugs.”
The man next to her told her, “Why don’t you take care of this erection for me, Qing?”
Without hesitation, the girl slipped below the conference table. The man glanced down where she'd disappeared and added, "Swallow it all, girl. Don't get anything on my suit."
Apparently satisfied with her work, he looks back over to the gray-temple man. "Want me to send her around the table when she's done with me?"
"Thank you. Certainly," the man nodded, his eye on the spectacle of the two women at the center of the table, now standing on their knees, fingering each other with vigor. Rae couldn't understand why or how, but she was loving the hell out of what Wills was doing to her. She covered the scientist's lips with hers and began an amazingly passionate kiss.
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