… the machine in the basement.

One day when you were cleaning out your elusive uncles mansions basement you found this strange machine. It was this booth and inside the booth was a terminal and you could see an image on the screen. You stepped in to have a look and were surprised to see that it was of a beautiful young lady. She was exquisite. Big breasts, long legs. Curves. Wow. And then there were the specs of it. Dumb. Bimbo. Sex addicted. Submissive. Masochistic.

"Hmm, what the hell is this?" You whispered to yourself.

“Initiate reverse procedure?” The AI asked.

“What?”

You stared at the terminal, your heart racing. The words echoed in your mind.

"Reverse procedure? For what?"

The AI's cold, digital voice responded, "The individual you are observing was subjected to an advanced cognitive and physical alteration process. This machine can revert them to their original state."

“Wait. You did this to someone? This body and those mental controls…!?” You asked.

The AI remained unfazed. “Affirmative. The process is reversible. Would you like to proceed with the reversal?”

You took a step back, the weight of the situation pressing down on you. The beauty on the screen was more than just a collection of pixels; she was a person, someone who had been transformed into something against their will.

"Where is she?" You demanded, your voice a mix of shock and concern.

“You are here in the booth. I note there are many inconsistencies in your form that need to be rectified. This is serious. Please do not move-“ the room flashes and you smell ozone and everything looks different. You realise you have been changed…