Drone brothers part 1
Ethan and Brandon were two brothers. From a young age they did everything together. Being only one year apart they went through thick and thin. With their looks they got into socials from a young age aswell and were able to move out quickly. Ethan became a model while Brandon continued his social media carreer.
One day, Brandon got a message from a fan that send him a gift. Telling him that if he'd wear it the fan would pay for a car. The next day the package arrived. Inside was a shiny latex suit and a paper with a qr code. Brandon was as much appaled as he was intregued.
After some encouragement through his social Brandon decided that there would be no harm in quickly putting on the suit and get a new car. He waited till Ethan was out of the house for a photo shoot. Putting on the suit was easier than he'd thought. The suit feld really good once it was on. It hugged his athletic body feeling like he was massaged on all of his muscles. He got lost in the feeling for a bit when a message arrived on his phone: "Wearing the suit? Why don't you use that QR code and stream it on the TV?" Normally Brandon would've ignored this, but somehow he felt the need to comply.
He went to the livingroom and streamed the contents of the QR code on the TV. Inmediately a spiral appeared on the TV. Brandon wanted to look away, knowing that somehow the spiral was bad news. He just couldn't though. The spiral pulling him in. He started to sink into the spiral. Listening, but also not focussing on someone talking in the background. After a while there was only the spiral, nothing else.
When Ethan got home from the shoot he was tired: "Brandon, did you make dinner, or were you gaming again?" he asked, but got no reply from upstairs. "Brandon, you there?" Again no reply, but from the living room came a low humming sound. Ethan found Brandon in a latex bodysuit staring at the TV. "Brandon? What kind of prank is this?" As he got no answer again Ethan put the TV off and that seemed to get some response.
"SD-006 live and ready to serve, please register new user." Brandon didn't talk like himself, he talked like a robot. In a slow monotone voice. "Come on Brandon," Ethan said: "were are the camera's, is this live? Nice prank. Now cut it out and go make some diner, I'm really tired." "Please register new user before giving a command." Was the only thing Brandon replied. "I'm not in the mood for this. You know I'm Ethan, now go make dinner while I shower. If it's not done when I'm done we're gonna need to have a big talk." Not waiting for an answer Ethan went upstairs.
When Ethan came downstairs again he found a full dinner waiting for him. Brandon was just standing still beside the table. Although he seemed to not move at all, the bulge in his suit was throbbing. "Task complete: dinner made." Ethan now was really weirded out. What if this wasn't a prank. What if something happened to his brother. But then also some other thoughts crossed his mind. Brandon was a slacker when it came to house chores. Wouldn't live be much easier with Brandon helping out? Could he do chores while Ehtan was at a shoot? He had to try something: "Brandon, go fold the laundry." "Designation Brandon not found, unit is called SD-006."
Was Brandon really gone? Was there some weird drone like person instead? "SD-006, go fold the laundry." "Affirmative," there was no emotion in Brandon's voice, no complaints, just compliancy. The only reaction was some throbbing in the bulge.
In the following week Ethan got used to a drone helping out in the household. He like this new version of Brandon. He knew that what he was doing was wrong, but at the moment he didn't care. "SD-006, can you change your designation?" "Affirmative." "Change designation SD-006 to Brandon." "Affirmative, primary designation changed. SD-006 now secondary designation." Ethan became drunk on the control he now had over his younger brother.
Brandon was living his best life. When he woke up there was just pleasure. He waits until a command comes. Normally it doesn't take long before the first command. Sometimes it does, however that doesn't matter, waiting is obedience and obedience is pleasure. Whenever a command comes, Brandon doesn't think about it, he just executed, being rewarded with pleasure. When the task is done he feels even more pleasure and afterwards he gets to wait till the next command feeling a lot of pleasure. His old life was stressfull, not that he ever thinks back to it. Thinking is not something he is programmed to do. Doing is. Obeying is.
