<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><channel><title>Chip on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/tags/chip/</link><description>Recent content in Chip on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Sun, 13 Oct 2019 00:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/tags/chip/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Special Delivery</title><link>/stories/2019/10/13/special-delivery/</link><pubDate>Sun, 13 Oct 2019 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2019/10/13/special-delivery/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Geoff was bone tired and the drive back was no picnic. A cold Maine day. Blizzards warnings. Visibility was nil. They pulled the plows off just before he left his Air National Guard base.  They either send folks home or you stayed the night at the Guard. Those bear traps of cot where not fun. Having already checked out of the motel he normally spent the night at. It filled up went the blizzard hit. Spending four years in active service was good and he was about to do another four when his uncle left him property in Maine. A kid from Iowa it did not seemed to be that much of a change. Plus He could do the air guard thing for the next sixteen and run the business.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>My Turn as the Maidbot</title><link>/stories/2019/03/13/my-turn-as-the-maidbot/</link><pubDate>Wed, 13 Mar 2019 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2019/03/13/my-turn-as-the-maidbot/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Part One&lt;/strong&gt;
Two friends, Judy &amp;amp; Anja, share an apartment in the city after graduating from their rural college and finding jobs away from home, they were both born and raised in a farming area and had never been to the city before now. The apartment they share is in one of the city’s more dense areas, the block itself is well over 40 stories high, and the apartments are basic and small, but this was the only apartment they could afford on their combined wage, both being junior in the company they work for.
On one of their days off, they decide to attend a Home Improvement Expo that was being held close by. Inside they viewed the variety of different home time-saving devices, from food processors that prepare the entire meal, down to remote devices that cleaned the home. That’s when they discovered the display from Maidbots, Inc. The stall was decked out with various shiny maidbots, with different features and abilities, they knew that with their combined salaries, that with expenses taken out like rent etc., that they could never afford one of these maidbots.
But next to that stall was a similar one with maidbots welcoming guests to enter, the difference was that these maidbots were human, the females were wearing a collar device for controlling them. Judy insisted that they had a proper look and dragged Anja by the hand into the booth, where they were welcomed first by the maidbots and then one of the female sales-bots that were working in the booth. Judy seemed to be excited looking at the display and the maidbots that were on show, but Anja was not as interested, but she tagged along to please her friend.
The sales-bot explained that the maidbots were, in fact, human females who enjoyed it and liked to spend time as willing maidbots under the control of the same computer control system that enabled the real maidbots to function. The sales-bot then showed Judy how the collar once fitted gave control over the bodily functions and motor control of the person over to the command system. Judy’s eyes lit up when she heard this; this was the type of thing that could solve their problems by keeping the apartment clean and have a good time doing it.
Judy spoke, “So this collar, once fitted to the wearer controls them?”
“Yes,” replied the sales-bot, “once fitted the wearer is controlled as a maidbot until a pre-set timer releases them or another person overrides the system to regain control.”
“Cool, we could take turns and keep the apartment clean.” She said to Anja, who now took more interest in what was happening.
“Yes, maybe…”Anja replied, doubtfully, not sure that she liked the idea.
The sales-bot continued, thinking that Anja was worried about the money side of things, “It comes at a fraction of the cost of a mechanical maidbot, as we are not supplying the robot itself, merely the control collar, it is more cost effective and the wearer finds it enjoyable, whilst cleaning and carrying out normal maidbot tasks.”
“Can we try it out?” asked Judy.
“Sure no problem.” Said the sales-bot, “please follow me and we can sort out the demonstration model for you to try.”
Both Judy and a reluctant Anja follow the sales-bot to the rear of the booth, here there were several collars attached to charging cables. There were a couple missing, presumably out on someone being tested around the expo. The sales-bot turned to them both and said, “Okay, who’s first or would you both like to try at the same time?”
“I’d like to see how it functions on the person wearing it, so maybe just one of should try it,” Judy said in reply and turned to look at Anja, expecting her to be the one trying the collar.
“Madam, it seems that you are the one to try on the collar.” Said the sales-bot.
“What… I… erm… Judy, why me?” Anja asked her friend Judy.
“Well someone has to see how the thing works, and I can look after you as we wander around the hall,” Judy replied trying to placate her friend.
Frustrated at being orchestrated into this by Judy, she said, “Okay, but just for a short time.”
“Fine,” said Judy, trying to hide her triumph over her friend.
“Please allow me to fit this collar.” Said the sales-bot to Anja, “If you could move your hair out of the way, it needs to make good contact with your skin for the command system to function.”
Anja, still scowling at Judy for doing this to her, something she always seemed to fall for when the two of them are together. She moved her hair and let the sales-bot fit the collar around her neck, the sales-bot adjusted the fit and closed the collar around her neck. The collar felt cool to the touch, and Anja found that it wasn’t uncomfortable in any way, but she did feel the first few pangs of sexual arousal at being collared, something deep down inside her felt arousal when being fitted with the collar, her hidden submissive side beginning to emerge.
“There, the collar is now fitted and adjusted, and you may let your hair back down now.” The sales-bot said, breaking the spell that seemed to come over Anja.
“I don’t feel any different?” Anja said, whilst trying to hide her sexually flushed skin; she hoped that no one noticed it.
“The system is not engaged with the collar as yet,” the sales-bot replied, but it was sensing Anja’s heightened arousal via its in-built sensors which aid it in its sales technique. The sales-bot had seen this many, many times and found it to be one of the main reasons that willing females turned themselves into maidbots, their sexual stimulation rising every time they wore the collar and fell under the control of the system. 
“Turning you on now.” The sales-bot. 
‘In more ways than one,’ Thought Anja, who now felt her arousal building again as she lost control of her body. She felt her body become relaxed and she stood there fixed to the spot, she couldn’t move even as she tried but failed. 
“Please relax yourself and let the system take over.” The sales-bot told her. 
Anja felt the flow of information start into her brain, her body unable to move, she had to just stand there, whilst the system gave her the programming required for her to function as a maidbot and serve her mistress. Who it now appeared would be her friend and flatmate Judy, according to the new information that she was receiving at this moment. The flow of new information came in flooding Anja’s brain with the different ways that she could clean, wash things and make beds, how to cook meals and serve them to her mistress. The process ended after about twenty minutes, and Anja remained fixed to the spot.
“There all done. The maidbot is now ready for your commands.” The sales-bot said to Judy.
“Great, what do I say?” she asked.
“Anything that you want her to do, she will follow your commands, you are currently installed in her memory as her mistress, she will do anything that you ask.” The sales-bot replied, “May I suggest that you command her to follow you around the expo.”
“Okay maidbot, follow your mistress around the expo,” Judy said to Anja, who now as a maidbot had to follow her command and go back around to see the stalls that Judy was interested in, but didn’t do anything other than bore Anja, but she was now ordered to follow, and that is what she had to do.
“Have fun with your new maidbot.” the sales-bot said as the two girls walked out, Judy in front and the newly minted maidbot Anja behind.
They spent the next couple of hours trying out and buying things that Judy wanted; she made Anja carry the bags; after all, she was now just her servant after all. Anja found that she still had full function of her mind, and at first, she cursed her friend for getting into this, her feet had hurt going around the first time, but surprisingly they no longer did. She felt her posture improve too, her walking became easier, and she started to enjoy herself, she felt contentment in being of service to her mistress, something that she hadn’t expected.
A worn out Judy followed by the new invigorated maidbot Anja returned to the Maidbots, Inc. stall, the sales-bot welcomed them back and could sense that Anja had, as it had expected, enjoyed her time as a maidbot. “How did it go?” the sales-bot asked Judy.
“Fine, she followed me around without her usual complaining; she even carried my bags when instructed to do so, again without whining,” Judy replied.
“Well let’s see how your friend enjoyed herself,” the sales-bot said and started to disconnect Anja from the control system via a computer terminal. 
Anja felt the system release her; she initially felt disappointed as she was enjoying herself, then she felt her muscles start to ache from carrying around the many bags she had been commanded to carry for Judy, and then the rush as her own body re-took control of itself. She felt a little dizzy and was steadied by the sales-bot, a mini orgasm overwhelming her as she came out from the systems control, the sales-bot accustomed to this happening to other females who try the system the first time.
“How do you feel?” the sales-bot asked Anja.
“A little dizzy, I’m sore but I’m fine.” She replied, her cheeks flush as well as her chest, the mini climax was unexpected but delightful.
“And how was your time as a maidbot?” it asked.
“Okay, there was the flood of information and the loss of control of my body, I felt rooted to the spot and couldn’t move, even as I tried. But it wasn’t painful or anything.” Anja said, while trying to hide the fact that she had just had an orgasm in public.
“Did you enjoy your time as a maidbot?” the sales-bot asked, knowing that a sale depended on the answer and that yes indeed Anja HAD enjoyed herself.
“Overall yes I did, even though I couldn’t control myself and had to do as she commanded,” looking at Judy, “It felt good, my body was in no pain, and I felt energized.”
“Good, I’m pleased that you have enjoyed the maidbot experience, most do, and it is something that they seek out again.” The sales-bot said and then turned to Judy. “So will you be purchasing this maidbot today?”
“Wait, I’m not a maidbot for sale!” Anja exclaimed, knowing that something was said between the two of them without her knowing it. She’d fallen for another one of Judy’s tricks, something she’d done ever since they met back in college. “And surely it’s your turn now?”
“Well it would be if I hadn’t spent so much time going around the expo, but they have just announced that the hall is closing soon, and so we don’t have the time.” Judy smiled. “So I will have to try it back at home.”
“Okay…” Anja said doubtfully, but knowing she’d been had again.
Turning to the sales-bot, Judy said, “Yes please, I’d like to buy this maidbot and take her home with me.” And handed over her credit card to buy the maidbot system.
Once processed and the sale completed, the sale-bot asked, “Will you need the maidbot activated before you leave?”
“What, there’s no way I’m walking out in public like this!” Anja protested.
“Well someone has to carry the bags.” Judy said, “And besides no one will recognize you, we don’t know anyone here. Plus you’ll be wearing this.” And brought out the maidbot uniform the other maidbots on the stand were wearing. “We can’t have a maidbot without the clothes.”
“Why can’t you be the maidbot?” Anja protested again, knowing this was her last argument.
“Because we don’t have time to program me, you are already done, isn’t that right?” Judy said to the sales-bot.
“Yes, sorry madam but the hall is now closed, and they won’t allow any extensions for the time needed to program your mistress.” The sales-bot said, then turned and activated the control panel to turn Anja back to a maidbot.
“You will need this portable control pack to move her back to your apartment.” The sales-bot said to Judy, as they both watched the control system take command of Anja.
“Strip maid and put his on.” Judy said to the new maidbot as she handed her the maid’s outfit.
Once done they both left the hall, Judy in front with her new maidbot Anja behind dutifully carrying the bags. As Judy had said, nobody bothered to take that much notice of the mistress and her maidbot as they walked back to their home. Anja once again had felt the first signs of arousal when she felt the system take control of her, her body again didn’t feel the pain, and she felt a slight bliss of contentment at being commanded by her mistress, something that she felt deep inside herself.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Lindsey Stirling And The Sex Doll Factory</title><link>/stories/2018/11/26/lindsey-stirling-and-the-sex-doll-factory/</link><pubDate>Mon, 26 Nov 2018 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2018/11/26/lindsey-stirling-and-the-sex-doll-factory/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;As Lindsey gazed around the very industrial looking plastics and latex processing plant her head felt almost like it was on a swivel there was so much to look at. The tour guide she was with had told the group she was a part of to watch where they were going since there was no safety barriers put up yet. With so much to look at though Lindsey quickly got distracted and was not watching where she was going. As she gazed around she didn’t notice the sex doll conveyor belt in front of her. With a thud she fell down onto the hard and unforgiving belt. As it whisked her away she tried to scramble off the belt but found it had carried her far into the ceiling of the industrial plant so getting off of it was not an option. As she looked around to see what her options were she noticed the belt was ending hopefully she would be able to escape her predicament. With a gentle thud she fell to the ground of this new room as she looked around the room she the first thing she noticed was that she was in a room full of vaguely female looking plastic blanks, the second thing she noticed was that there was clearly no exit to this room.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Terra Byte</title><link>/stories/2017/07/18/terra-byte/</link><pubDate>Tue, 18 Jul 2017 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2017/07/18/terra-byte/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;An interesting look at a computer interface of tomorrow. The bond between a geek or geekette and their computer is strong, but this tale takes that to a whole new level. This a very mild SciFi Romance. You will like this more if you are a geek or geekette, but even if you are not, you can still appreciate the romance side of it.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The offer was too good to pass up. Euphrates was upgrading their system to use the new artificial intelligence system created for them by Applesoft and needed people to test the AI interface. In exchange for a twenty-five percent discount on all orders for two months, I signed up to be one of the beta testers before the system went fully live. I don’t know how many of us there were worldwide, but they acted like it was a big deal with a select few. Maybe it was. I didn’t hear of anyone else among my friends who was taking advantage of this.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Pferman</title><link>/stories/2015/05/18/pferman/</link><pubDate>Mon, 18 May 2015 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2015/05/18/pferman/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chapter 1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Smack! The wrench slipped, and even though Carl was pulling instead of pushing on it, his fingers still managed to be driven into a row a screw tails. The wrench flew from his grasp, and he heard it go clattering off down the inside of the fuel tank, heading towards the fuselage of the airliner he was working on.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“Goddamnsonofabitch!” He muttered, clenching his teeth and gripping his hand. His two middle fingers had taken most of the impact, and it felt like they had just been stung by a few very upset hornets. Things just weren’t going his way today, starting with being assigned to work inside the wing of an old airliner and heading downhill from there.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Too Good to Be True</title><link>/stories/2010/02/16/too-good-to-be-true/</link><pubDate>Tue, 16 Feb 2010 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2010/02/16/too-good-to-be-true/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;I browsed though the magazines in the rack while I waited in the queue eventually just picking one out at random, not really for the stories but the crosswords made work more bearable, I’m a customer service adviser, and yes that’s a fancy title for someone who answers the phones in one of the businesses that have gone back to the ‘human’ touch way of thinking.
The old man in front paid and shuffled out of the store so I placed the basket on the counter and waited while the robotic shop assistant efficiently packed the few items I was purchasing. ‘He’, I say he because this model had no discernible gender features which I always thought just made things harder, smiled at me and said “Hello Jenny ready meal again? I had deduced from your shopping habits that you enjoyed food preparation?”&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Problem with Unexpected Guests</title><link>/stories/2006/10/21/the-problem-with-unexpected-guests/</link><pubDate>Sat, 21 Oct 2006 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2006/10/21/the-problem-with-unexpected-guests/</guid><description>&lt;h2 id="it-down-on-the-bed-beside-me"&gt;Dearest Love,
Hey honey, I bet you’ve been wondering where I have been. I love you so much and
I miss you so, but I don’t have any choice in the matter at the moment, I can’t
come home. My new master has finally allowed me, after weeks of begging to write
to you so at least you’ll know I’m ok. It’s hard for me to explain to you what
has happened to me, so I’ll just tell the story from the beginning. Master also
tells me to add that Master does not want you to come looking for me before
Master is ready to release me. Master is still very upset at you. Master also
tells me to note to you that coming after me will result in you going to jail.
If you come after me Master will force me to tell the cops that you raped me so
PLEASE don’t come after me! Master says I can go home soon if you and I both
behave!
Well here is how the story goes, you know back when we met a few months ago, I
was working A LOT of overtime, and you where trying to settle who owned what
stuff between you and your ex-girlfriend? Well I didn’t tell you the whole truth
about my work, you’ve seen my regular paychecks, but you have not seen my
“other” paychecks. As you know I’m a bio-engineer at B I Chip Tech Industries,
but what you don’t know is what line of work I really do. I told you that I was
working on a chip to help dog owners, but that’s not the whole truth. The chip
we work with is not a tracking chip like I told you; it’s a neuro stimulator of
sorts.
The project started out as a way to control the temperament of a dog
instantaneously. With a click of a switch you would be able to make your dog a
vicious yet protective guardian, or a excitedly happy dog, no matter what the
dogs previous personality. We use electrical charges to stimulate chemical and
emotional changes in the dog. Well once we had this figured out we started to
realize that with the right program, you could permanently brainwash the dogs to
do whatever you wanted by standard psychological stimuli and the chip control.
Soon we had mutts doing tricks that only a professionally trained dog could
normally do, and in a matter of days instead of years! The possibilities where
ENDLESS!
Well as our work progressed, we realized that we could learn more and develop
the chip faster if we could do more advanced tests. That’s when I volunteered to
be implanted. My coworkers where hesitant and not many of my colleagues thought
it was a good idea. But I had a plan. I went in and took a look at the
programming in the chip, and we added about 100 fail safes to the chip so that
no one could control the chip without my consent. We also added the ability to
fry the chip so that it would stop working (to prevent the need for a second
cranial surgery). We also had placed some programming in the chip so that I
could make certain emotions locked out from control unless I unlocked them with
a code.
Our research started out simple enough. We started out just learning what the
chip was really doing to the brain, we worked on learning how to effect just
about every emotion a human can feel. We could almost instantly change my
emotions with the touch of a button.
No one knew but when I was at home I experimented with the emotions that they
would not try at work (or at least no one had brought up). I figured out how to
make myself so horny that I would screw anything in the room to get off. For my
own safety I rigged most of my house so that the computer could control just
about everything. I had security shutters installed on my bedroom windows and
the bedroom door reinforced. Both the door and windows also had a heavy magnetic
locking system so that there was no way I could open them when the computer had
them locked.
In my computer room, with the computer controlling my chip, I would experiment
with my emotions until I found the one that I was looking for, but I always had
the settings on the lowest I could for safety and sanity. Sometimes it was so
faint that it was hard to tell if it was just me or really the chip. Once I
thought I had a feeling down, I would go about my housework, and have the
computer turn on that emotion at a random time to test each emotion.
One day I got the hankering to play around with my emotions at medium to full
capacity. Once I got the nerve up, I removed all of my personal sex toys from
the room, then went to the computer and set up a program that would set me to
medium horny in 15 minutes. I also had a small remote I carried with me. I had
never tested the effects of horny beyond just the lowest settings for fear of
loss of control. Once I got into the room and closed the door the computer
locked the room. Then there was no way out until the end of the program one hour
from setting my computer. I knew that I was already horny without the help of
the chip so I figured I would relieve myself. I spent about 10 minutes
masturbating with my fingers, thinking of what would happen when the computer
switched the chip on. After I had gotten off, I spent the next 5 minutes just
cleaning up some, kind of bored, I was half through hanging up a shirt when I
dropped to my knees, with my left hand squeezing my right nipple, and my right
hand down my pants. Before I had even realized what I was doing, I stood back up
and stripped down.
I stopped myself from doing whatever my body was going to do next, and took a
moment to take back control of myself. Wow, once the chip turned on, it was
almost instantaneous. I was feeling so good that even when I stopped everything
and just sat still I felt like I was half way to an orgasm. Once I composed
myself I stoked my neck with my finger lightly, the feeling was intense to say
the least. But that little stroke of my finger along my neck was all I needed to
loose control of myself again. Without really thinking I got up and bound over
to my drawer to get a sex toy. All I found where some condoms since I had
cleared out all my toys before locking the door.
I probably should have been feeling stupid that I took away all my toys, but
instead my mind sprung into action on it’s own. I grabbed a condom, opened it up
bounced over to the bed and landed face first with my legs hanging over the
edge. I grabbed the remote to my computer and started to wrap the condom around
it. Without a thought to it, I pressed and held the volume up button. This was
the only button on the remote that I had currently functional. My computer
registered the command and ramped up my hornyness to max.
GOD, what had I done I thought as I screamed out loud in an orgasm that racked
my body. The remote didn’t have a chance; 2 seconds later it was in me, still
bent over the edge of the bed with my ass sticking up in the air!
Well let’s just say that less than an hour later I found myself laying face down
on the floor legs spread out, with a full feeling in my pussy, and a VERY full
feeling in my ass. I reached back with my hand and pulled the remote gingerly
from my very soar ass. I flipped over and started pulling something cloth out of
my pussy. Ten pairs of underwear in total came out, along with 4 pairs of
stockings, and a silk handkerchief.
I got in the shower and gingerly cleaned myself off, swearing to never tell
anyone at work about this. Later I went to my computer and set horny as a locked
out emotion, just incase someone at work got adventurous.
Well anyways honey, you can see just how powerful the chip is, but that was just
the BEGINNING of what our experiments where going to do to me. After
experimenting with all the emotions they felt they needed to try, we decided to
go to phase two and try to see how the psychological conditioning worked. At work
we experimented with making me addicted to chocolate, and then breaking my
addiction. Once we learned how to condition the mind best, we could make me
addicted to just about anything within hours and break the addiction within
days. We also had me barking like a dog every time the phone rang. I learned
that with A LOT of self control I could stop myself from barking, but only if
the chip was not controlling my emotions at the time.
That’s where phase three came in. Well phase three for me at least. The team was
done with my testing and was now implanting a chip in a different coworker to
try out what they had learned on a fresh subject. I continued working on the
project, and I told all of them that the chip had been permanently disabled,
just so they would not get any interesting ideas at the Christmas party and
such, I had done enough barking for a year.
Phase three was going to be fun, but it was not going to be easy to test. I had
to write some more special programs on my computer to aid me. I wanted to learn
how to make someone loose self control, or possibly even become absolutely
submissive. The idea thrilled me. I set my computer up so that it would randomly
choose from a list of things one task for me to do. ALL of these tasks where
something that I would not do. (example The first task I programmed was to go
and lick the top edge of the toilet bowl, something I would NEVER do.) For my
testing I had placed about 200 such commands in the computer, each of them rated
1-10. (the toilet bowl one was rated a 6) When I was experimenting with my
emotions, trying to find the combination to my mind, I would have the computer
start me out with a command level 1, and I would try to resist doing the task.
If I completed the task, then the computer would give me the next highest task
and decrement the old task’s rating by 1. (decrementing is because once you do
something once it’s easier to do the next time.) My goal was to find out what
settings would be needed in my chip so that I would do every task from level 1
all the way up too level 10. (I’m not even gonna tell you how nasty,
humiliating, and morally questionable the one level 10 task I thought of was!)
Four months of experimenting, I finally got myself to the point that I would do
all the tasks from 1-10 with absolutely no hesitation. And I must say, the time
that I finally did the level 10 task, I scrubbed myself down in the shower with
a bristle pad for an hour.
Through my meddling with loss of control I learned how to make my body go
completely limp by accident, even to the point that my heart and breathing slow
dangerously. The only problem was that the feeling was more like a loss of will
to live, than a loss of conscious motion. I tinkered around with this setting
more, and eventually got it so that once the computer turned my chip to that
“combination”, I would loose all will to do anything, but I would be in a state
of mindless bliss. I would be fully conscious but fully unable to move, if I
even wanted too. It was a wonderful feeling to just lay there, temporarily
mindless, wherever my body fell when the chip turned on, talk about rested!
Anyways this brings me to how I got where I am now. As you probably realized, I
disappeared on your birthday. I had a BIG surprise planned for you. Remember how
I had asked you a couple times if you would find it kinky to fuck me if I could
not wake up? I asked if you would enjoy having me as a mindless fuck slave for a
day or if you would get a kick out of me acting rolls for you, I could be your
little French maid or your Swedish blond?
Well I got everything prepared while you were gone to work. I cleaned the house
top to bottom, closed and locked all the doors and windows, showered myself, and
went and loaded some programs on your computer. Taking a special remote I had
purchased just for this, I reprogrammed the remote with the computer. The
remote’s special feature was that it used the same radio waves as the chip
worked on, and the remote could be programmed with complex codes and then
password locked to prevent unauthorized use.
I loaded some programs on your computer for your use too. I had a user friendly
program designed for you that would allow you to control my chip in more
advanced ways than the remote, so that you could make me do anything you wanted,
not just what I preprogrammed in the remote. Not knowing your password to
windows, I had my program parse the numbers out of your window’s password (the
program verified that there where at 5 numbers in the password). Then I used
that password to lock all of the programs and the remote so that no one but you
could use them, not even me.
Finally I sat down at the computer, and set a silent program into motion, one
that I could not stop. First thing, the program set windows to the login screen
so I could not change my mind by any other way than to unplug the computer.
Then, the program was set to allow me 15 minutes to prepare myself for you. The
knowledge of what was about to happen to me thrilled me beyond belief. I knew
that the chip was having an effect on me, I knew that for the next 15 minutes I
would slowly get hornier, while at the same time, I would slowly loose my desire
to move. I could feel both of these effects right away, I looked at the clock
and noted that you would be home in about 45 minutes. Within the first minute of
the program starting, the printer turned on, warmed up, and printed out a test
page, I had to make sure that the printer would work. I grabbed up the test page
and left the room, closing the door behind me knowing that the program would
halt and return me to normal if the either the security or fire alarm where to
go off.
I took some time getting myself dressed up, I had put on a light pink baby doll
style nightie, matching light pink stockings, matching hair ties with my hair
tied in two ponytails, and a light pink choker with white lace. My panties would
have been light pink if I had been wearing any. Sitting down on your bed, my
excitement was rising, but I took a moment to read the test page before setting
it down on the bed beside me.&lt;/h2&gt;
&lt;h2 id="jenny"&gt;Dearest,
          Here is a present for you, do not panic, do not worry, I am completely
ok. My Pulse may be week, and my breathing shallow, but it is all part of the
plan. Let me explain. At my work we have designed a very special chip, it can
control emotion. There is one inside of my head controlling me now. I lay here,
yours, for whatever you want to do to me, for as long as you like. I trust you
to take good care of me.
          Please note that there is a full “user manual” printed in your
computer room with instructions on how to play with me, your living doll. Also
note that the remote laying next to me will be your primary control for me. To
use the remote you must first type in the numbers from your windows password
(numbers only, skip any other symbols), and then you can control me. I warn you
not to play with the remote until you read the user manual.
          If all else fails, and you are totally creeped out by this, or you
want me to return to normal, type your password on the remote then press the
mute button on the remote. This will work at any time during this “game”, and
will completely turn off the control of the chip returning me to normal. Also
note that your password, then the “power” button will place me back in the state
I am in currently.
          To explain my current state, the chip is controlling my desire to move
or think, I am in a complete state of relaxation. I will not be able to move on
my own accord. The chip is also controlling my level of sexual excitement; I am
in a state of total readiness for you (I’m probably wet as hell).
          Also note that if, for some reason you do not type your password into
the remote and press the play button before 11pm tonight, the program in the
chip will end and I will return to normal. (Just incase you can’t work a remote.
*wink*)
Love,
Jenny&lt;/h2&gt;
&lt;p&gt;As I read the letter, I got more and more excited, wondering what you would
think, wondering what you would do with me, and wondering if you would be upset
or excited! Feeling my energy draining from my muscles, and realizing my mind
was starting to go more and more empty, I propped up some pillows with all my
remaining strength, and sat leaning up against the headboard, legs and arms
spread out trying to look as much like a doll as I could. I placed the letter
between my legs and reveled in the washes of sexual energy fighting with the
waves of relaxation. Within moments I could not move, nor did I want to. It was
a lot like dreaming, the buildup of sexual energy had my mind thinking of
lustful adventures, but with my weakened volition I could not control the
dreams. Even though my eyes where staring ahead dreamily, the dreams overlaid my
vision as if my eyes where shut. Every now and then my body would involuntarily
blink.
My first dream was of you coming home, reading the note, pulling my legs down
the bed so I was laying flat, then fucking me silly, only to roll off me and
leave me there wet and messy to go read my “user manual”. This dream was soon
replaced by me at a party, in a summer dress, leaning up on the bar with my ass
sticking out behind me. It was a private party, and all of the people where
dressed casually. The lighting was dark, with lots of pastel florescent lights,
and the place was crowded. I could feel people brushing up against my ass cheeks
as they walked by, ignoring me. Enjoying the anonymous touch or anonymous
strangers, I moved my hips back hanging my ass over the edge of the stool
leaving my lips and pucker exposed to the air. Then I felt someone press their
hips against my cheeks, and lean toward the bar above me and ask for a Coke. The
unknown man had a deep voice, and a huge… asset… pressing against me.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>