Anne serves

As you would expect as soon as you pushed the door open you found Anne on the hardwood floor moaning and dripping. Clearly, she had been going at it for a while. You and the girls eat a quiet, light, and quick dinner, after which you put Elise to bed.

With Elise **** up and passed out you take Anne back to your desk, and have her slowly suck your cock as you begin to work on her code, graphics, and plan for what was next for your girls.

As you and Anne worked at your tasks you thought about the fact that you had a very young-looking 19-year-old with massive fake tits and a very naturally busty wife who looked a few years older. It was paradise.

Your next programming session with Anne took you deep into the early hours of the morning, with so many repetitions, so many small tweaks, and modifications throughout her personality. You were going to mold Anne into the perfect alternate to Elise.

What gave you the most cause for pause throughout the night had been how horribly you were intentionally demolishing the extremely close relationship that the girls had had. You were making them catty and vicious towards each other. They were going to have a very bipolar seeming hot and cold relationship with each other after you were done with them.

Anne in the meantime looked like a common gloryhole whore. Her face and tits were covered with your cum, having blown on her multiple times throughout the night. She had edged you and egged you into repeatedly blowing massive loads all over her.

You eventually finished your latest file around 4 AM. After the third time that you blew your load, she had curled underneath your desk, still covered in jizz, and passed out. Not that you were really worried about it. You had already planned on plugging her in as soon as you were done with the file.

You did one final pass and loaded the file up into the software, carefully pushed yourself back from your desk, and finally filled the silence "Anne, it's time" She moaned and rubbed her eyes a bit as she crawled out of her spot.

After a few minutes she was in the chair, everything in its place, and you hesitated one last time. You knew you wanted this, and you were rapidly turning into a hardcore dom and sadist, but this was going to change all three of your lives for the foreseeable future. Sure you could reverse both girls programming to a certain point, but this was pretty drastic.

"Fuck it," you say to yourself quietly as you hammer the start button. You quickly set the timer on your phone and head towards bed knowing you had six hours before you needed to get Anne out of the chair, and cleaned up. You are asleep within seconds.