In the year 2025, thanks to the leaps and bounds that science had taken in the field of mind control and suppression of will, the government had decided to implement a new project of a confidential nature that would be known in code name as āProject of Good Conduct ā, Which would be applied at a certain maximum security prison. This project had, in theory, the objective of ādefinitively reforming inmates to make them useful and outstanding members of society,ā however, this was only in appearances, since the real objective was to conduct studies on the effect of Induced personality change on the test subjects and discover to what extent their minds could be molded at the will of the researchers, and depending on the results, apply the program for application in military and military fields.
A list of candidates was prepared, all men between the ages of 20 and 35 and registered under the category of āviolent behaviorā. Subsequently, under a selection criteria, a single test subject was chosen. If the ābehavior changeā process was successful in that test subject, the project would be implemented officially and work would begin on the selection of new test subjects to maximize the efficiency of the program.
The subject arrived at the laboratory at the stipulated time. His hands were handcuffed and he was escorted by four security guards. One of them approached the doctor in charge of the project and discreetly asked for directions on where he wanted the inmate placed. The doctor's gaze ran into the challenging black eyes of the test subject, who was staring at him, trying to intimidate him, which entertained the doctor, who asked to have his handcuffs removed and immobilized on the couch where the treatment would be carried out.
In less than fifteen minutes the test subject was on the stretcher with arms and legs held by strong and thick straps. Their job completed, the guards withdrew from the room, leaving the inmate and the doctor alone. The latter went to the computer to start the program and fill the syringes with a certain suspicious substance that would serve to make the test subject more āreceptiveā. He then approached the man who lay captive and silent and examined his physique, sliding his gaze down his broad pecs, his skin darkened by the sun, and the abs that looked even firmer and more pronounced due to the straps that surrounded his body. Smiling, the doctor reached out and began to feel and massage those muscular pectorals, noticing a good pair of hard, masculine nipples. The startled man reacted violently, insulting him and asking him why he was touching him and what he was going to do with him. āIt is part of my job to examine the physical state of our test subject.ā Was the cynical response of the doctor. The inmate asked again what they were going to do with him. The doctor could notice a slight nervousness in the fierce voice of that alpha male.
The doctor took a syringe from one of the surgical tables and placed the needle to his neck. Despite wanting to resist, he couldn't move more than an inch, due to the bonds that immobilized his strong body. "Calm down, you'll soon start to like it." The man began to shout and say that they couldn't do such a thing with him, that it was a violation of his rights, he demanded that he be released immediately. He completely tensed up, and clenched his fists in rage, as he continued to roar with fury. As the seconds ticked by, slowly, his body began to relax, and gradually the drug began to take effect. His gaze turned glassy, āāwhile the hard expression on his face softened. He was now in a state of confusion where he had practically forgotten why he had been so angry a few minutes ago. "Uh ..." His confusion increased, it was increasingly difficult to think and his gaze began to wander throughout the room, completely out of focus, which, added to his half-open mouth, giving him a somewhat silly facade.
"It feels good, doesn't it?", asked the doctor. To tell the truth, yes, it was feeling very good. He hadn't noticed it before, but it was starting to feel extremely good. "It feels great having me massage your body, doesn't it?" The truth was yes. He could feel the doctor's hands sliding down his chest, his stomach, and his crotch, which already showed a hard on, and the truth was that it felt very good to be touched that way. Unable to contain himself, the test subject let out a small snort of excitement and pleasure.
When verifying how well the inmate responded to his suggestions, the doctor activated the helmet of will suppression and mental reprogramming, which, once in place, would reprogram the personality of the test subject, rewriting it with one based on the parameters established previously by the program, giving him, in this case, a new personality completely obedient and disciplined, able only to follow the instructions and orders of his superiors. However, the process was not so simple, because he had to first make the test subject's mind completely vulnerable and blank before he could install this new personality. To get there, an orgasm had to be coaxed, since during the climax, the mind is completely empty and blank for a few seconds, at which point the mental suppression helmet would automatically begin the process of erasing memory and installing the new personality.
"Very well, now stand still, while I untie you," said the doctor, removing the thick straps connected to the couch. The man just stammered an unintelligible monosyllable that was probably a "yes." The doctor proceeded to place the helmet on the confused inmate's head. Seeing such a large and masculine subject in that submissive and obedient state aroused the doctor even more, who with somewhat trembling hands due to the excitement, slowly undid the zipper on the prisoner's orange uniform, opening it and revealing the man wore only a white tank top and a pair of tight white underwear, all wet with precum, due to the pre-seminal fluid that was already beginning to seep.
Then, smiling lustfully, the doctor ordered the man to lift his legs and keep them in the air. Once he had complied with this order, the doctor had a complete view of that heterosexual male ass, which began to tingle. He began ripping through the thin fabric of the underwear, and revealing the still virgin little hole. Unable to hold back, he unzipped his pants and pulled out his 8 inch cock, just as erect as the test subject's. Slowly pushing in, making them both groan slightly in the process, he was about to penetrate, when the test subject surprisingly spoke.
"Ah ... no ... don't ... that ..." he said between groans, as if fighting to keep conscience. The doctor was remarkably impressed, as it was the first time that a test subject managed to maintain, even to a minimum, the ability to think. However, I was not worried. He just had to increase the pleasure to subdue him again. "Relax," the doctor ordered, pushing his cock against the man, beginning to slowly penetrate him. "I am... straight ... ahh ..." His gaze was still unfocused, and his breathing was agitated. It seemed that his mind was trying to resist, but pleasure completely clouded any reasoning or glimpse of common sense that tried to interfere. The doctor, now completely excited, finished introducing his hard cock into the man's ass, and began to ram it abruptly and quickly. With each onslaught, his belly crashed into the balls of the test subject, who rocked to the rhythm of the fuck, groaning and babbled nonsense. "Soon you will be nothing more than an obedient slave without a mind, willing only to please" the doctor told the test subject, increasing the pace of the fuck. Apparently he had already completely broken the mind of the man, who had fallen back into the suggestible state of the drug, and who now simply enjoyed how good it felt to be fucked by his owner, moaning and snorting like an animal in heat . Noticing that the climax was approaching, while still fucking him, the doctor took the hard cock of the test subject with his free hand and began to masturbate frantically, causing the man to start moaning even louder, and when the doctor gave him one last tug, while depositing all his hot milk inside the now well fucked anus of the prisoner, he also erupted, spreading his hot sperm on his belly. At that time, a beep from the will suppression helmet indicated to the doctor that the reprogramming process was taking place. The test subject automatically relaxed his entire body, like a deflated doll, and his eyes went blank, his mouth hanging open.
The doctor withdrew his still semi-erect cock from the inmate's ass, and dedicated himself to the cleanup, wiping the sweat from his face. Then he lit a cigarette and waited for the remaining fifteen minutes for reprogramming to end. When the inmate opened his eyes again, the change was radical. There was no trace of that hostile personality or that threatening look of an alpha male. No. The only thing left now was a boy in a man's body, with an optimistic and cheerful look, and willing smile and obey any order given. "Ready to serve you, sir!"
Due to the success of the āGood Behavior Projectā, the government decided to apply the program in all penitentiaries across the country, turning criminals into good, productive citizens, always willing to support their government, to which they ere now fully loyal. Also, due to the drop in volunteer applications to the armed forces, it was decided to implement the program confidentially in certain classrooms of various institutions, in order to āpersuadeā certain young people to join the army and serve their nation. Incidentally, this month will be the beginning of project "perfect soldier", but that operation is still highly confidential.
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