#technology transformation

Ashton Inspirion was one of those guys who never got out. He lived in a different world…the virtual world. He was always gaming, tinkering with his computer, isolated from the rest of school.

Virtual learning suited him, so he signed up for a class called 'Retraining'. He thought it'd be an easy CS course, especially since it was filled with a bunch of ditzy Sigma Lambda Tau sorority girls. It was different that he expected. More of a virtual reality concept where he had to create and develop a model.

All the other girls in class were building hot bimbo models. So Ashton thought he'd try it. He built up his online wardrobe with pink, tight fitting clothes. Changed his hair to be long and blonde. Even discovered how to hack the NSFW settings and give himself the biggest set of fake tits and lips that seemed possible.

The other girls LOVED him for that and started sharing tips and tricks. Ashton had never had friends…let alone BFFs…and started to really get into the role. Spending more time in the game than any before. Really focusing on making 'Ashli' dim and ditzy and doll-like.

He found it easier the deeper it got into the system. Controlling his character using a full-body VR set built by SluTech that was a required part of the course. Using voice inputs to say 'Um' and 'Like' a lot for a valley-girl speech pattern. Walking with a wiggle and arms akimbo to get the perfect bimbo gait down. It became easier to develop Ashli by just being Ashli.

Little did the student know all-consuming the course really was. Outside the game, VR headset finally taken off her long blonde hair, Ashli 'AI' Insipid stared blankly at a screen. She was pretty sure she had logged out. But she was staring at her character. The plump, pouty pink lips. The cute pink top. The dumb ditzy look. Was this the game…or real life?

The truth was too much for the dumbed down doll to process. The virtual model was a role model for how she transformed. Her big fake tits were now real. She had been reprogrammed, turned into her perfect image.

The idea of hypnotizing headphones is so outdated. A bulky brainwashing tool sticking out like a sore thumb? All those cords and wires need looking so gangly and awkward? To say nothing about the risk of that old technology overheating and frying more than their brain.

That's why SluTech is proud to sponsor HypnoPods. A modern, sleek solution to turning your target into an obedient toy. The wireless devices can stream 10x the hypnotic content in half the time of old headphones. Plus, the small lightweight design is barely noticeable by the public, and your doll may not even feel that they are wearing them after a while!

This modern concept is stylish and fits well with glam trophy wives, modelesque plastic dolls, and ditzy bimbos alike. It's can be both a fashion statement AND a feminizing tool! Even better, HypnoPods are on sale, as we prepare for the Beta release of our next generation mind alterating techology: the Controlled Higher-Intelligence Plant or C.H.I.P.

Agent 063 was being sent on an unusual undercover mission. He was tasked with a seemingly impossible task - infiltrate Gloria Kitty's secret ring of all-female followers and acquire her mind-altering technology.

Luckily "L" and her girls in the lab had some tools for him. They turned Agent 063 into a bombshell just waiting to blow up Miss Kitty's operation. He had radio earrings in his ears for communication; bullet proof blonde hair to cover his pretty face; 'knockout' bags on his chest that could emit a knockout gas.

With nails as tough as him and pistol heels on his feet, 'Devora DeBox' was ready for her mission. What the secret slut didn't know was the L had installed another device. An implant provided by Gloria herself intended to activate upon entering her lair.

You loved playing video games. Everything from the character customization, to the loud and flashing graphics, to the total sense of control. You told the program what to do. It responded. There was a simple joy in that.

You got really into the latest game. Some VR, real-world game from some tech company. SLU? You couldn't remember and didn't care because you were sooooo focused on getting to the next level. You'd play for days, so long you weren't even sure if you ever stopped.

"Hello sir I'm Bill and this is Diana. How can we help you today?"

"Well I just discovered this Reality Warper app on my device and wanted to see if it worked. I figured the Genius Tech Support would know how to handle it."

"No problem mister. Let us take a look." *TYPES INTO DEVICE*

"Hmmm strange. Looks like it's heavily encrypted. All these ones and zeroes flashing over and over..."

"You're right, Billy. Makes my head kinda hurt looking at it..."

10 minutes later

"Uh...Di...I'm totally stumped"

"I know Billi! I'm drawing a total blank!"

"I thought I was smart...but that app is sooooo much comp...compli...uh, difficult to think about"

"C'mon we, like, can't give up! Let's just poke at it some more..."

30 minutes later

"Everything okay back there, geniuses?"

"OMG Didi! I totes forgot there was someone, like, waiting for us!"

"Like, what were we even doing, Bibi?"

"Uhhhhh...taking cute photos? I think?"

"Oh my gawd doll you're such a ditz! Maybe let's go ask that nice man back there. He seems smart"

STRUT MINCE

"Hello Master...like, what were we doing for you?"

"You were assessing my Reality Warper device."

"Duh-vice? Like, the only vice I have is shopping too much" GIGGLE

"That's quite alright. Things seem to be working. You Dummies did a great job."

"Awwww, thanks! Is there, like, anything else we can, like, help you with Master?"

"Why yes. I didn't come all the way down to Dummy Sex Support not to have fun with a couple of bimbos!"

"Yaaaaay! We'd looooove to help address your, like, hardware in your pants"

Okay so, like, I knooooooow I'm supposed to be on a strict diet. My girlfriend told me no more naughty treats if I want to be the pure, innocent person she fell in love with. But it's soooooo hard to resist for so long. The temptation becomes too much. I NEED to give in to my bitchy bimbo side.

So I decided to, like, allow myself one cheat day. I shut myself into my secret pink room and gorge on these GORGEOUS treats. An Elixir-infused shake. A BMBO-laced cupcake. An 'In-Slutin' pump from SluTech to regulate it all. Soon I'm, like, totes blissing out as my alter ego Brandi bubbles up to the surface.

"How long have they been in the simulation?"

"Two months"

"Only that long? They've changed so much it that little time!"

"Their upgrade will last a year. Their suits will stretch as their assets increase. Their hair will reach the floor by the time their done. Plus of course their minds will be remade to match."

"Amazing. Already I can't tell which one is the male and which is the female."