A New You

As we move into this story I have begun to realize that there will obviously be sexual aspects throughout most chapters, but until we hit a certain point there will be more of a simmering boil of sex. I will get there, and you will end up with hits off and on, but just know when it's done (or if additional authors add to it, and choose to deviate from that) it will be pretty intense. Thank you all again for your support!

After the first night, things certainly had changed. Anne had been more aggressive in asking for sex, she all but begged some nights. She was horny what seemed like all the time, and you were amazed at how the subtle elicited substantial changes.

On your end, you were doing your best to keep her well fucked, and your fantasies had quickly changed from your original one. Your plans followed suit. You had been spending about two to three hours a night working on the next phase of programming, and Anne was impatiently waiting for it. Her mouth would be on your cock for the entire time that you were working on her new life. She would teasingly prolong her ministrations alternating fast to slow, hard to soft, head to the shaft, shaft to balls.

It had taken almost a full month and a half to put the second phase of programming together, and another two weeks to ensure that everything was perfect, and to get the guts to finally decide that your changes were in fact exactly what you wanted.

The first change was to ensure that regardless of what your other statements that she would always be the most loyal wife possible. You then added that she would never want another man because sex with you was more intense then she had ever had.

The other changes were a bit more difficult you had been fighting an internal struggle going through the decisions of what else to do her. You already her constantly horny, constantly wet, and you were going to make her hyper loyal, but beyond that what did you want?

Did you want to make her a mindless bimbo on her off-hours? Did you want to make her a completely submissive **** who bent to your every whim? There were so many options out there for you to consider, and so many of them aligned with your fantasies. You knew that to keep both of you safe her friends and family needed to never notice any major behavioral differences. To that end, you had added a few statements about never telling anyone about your changes, and doing everything possible to ensure that no one ever saw a difference beyond the two of you.

But then something happened. You had put so much effort in, so much tedious planning, and so many hours of self-justification that you finally realized that at the very least a conversation needed to be had, and you wanted her to be aware of the changes that she had already had, and would in the future get.

Shortly after you shut down your computer for the night, the catalyst that caused Anne to immediately hungrily **** you to cum deep in her throat. She moans a bit as the last strands of cum were sucked out of you.

“Anne, I need to ask you a couple of questions.” You started. “What do you remember from your first session?”

“I remember some of it. More the beginning than the end. I remember being more turned on than I had ever been, and I remember feeling like I was both stuck and floating. Honestly, I have no way to fully describe it.” She continued “I knew going into this that I would be giving myself up for you to live out your fantasies, but at that moment, I felt like I was truly giving up my very soul for you. To some degree that was terrifying, but then I came to understand that you wouldn’t have shared this with me if you did not trust me explicitly, and love me as much, or more than I love you.”

To some degree, her honesty surprised you. Her matter of fact attitude showed that she knew that you were going to take her to places that on her own she never would consider, and she knew that she had given you complete control of her entire being.

You knew you had to give her the respect that she had earned by being willing to give herself to you heart, body, and mind. “Anne, I want to take you further, but I feel a bit guilty not explaining what I was doing to you, and not asking if you were willing to go along with it. I think my excitement overwhelmed me.”

A smile crept onto her face. “I had the opportunity before we started to ask questions. I didn’t want to. I wanted you to get the level of control that you wanted, and quite frankly, I wasn’t worried about it. You would never do anything to hurt me. If you want to tell me your plans you can, I am interested, and I will give feedback if you would like, but you are not obligated to do so. I am yours, completely.”