Date at the mall

The false Ivy entered the bedroom quietly, peering around. Ivy wanted to yell at the sleeping James, or throw something at him, or stomp really loudly, anything that might be out of character for her. Her body couldn't even spasm under her command, other than whatever her arousal brought on with the body. Lucy would occasionally pause her movement, centering herself for a moment so as to not cause a huge fuss with moaning as Ivy's horniness about her being utterly controlled fed the helplessness further.

Lucy hummed to herself as she searched through Ivy's clothes, picking out the showiest stuff she could find: some lacy panties and a matching bra, some tight jeans that snugly clung to the hips--Lucas always wore jeans, so it made sense that his AI created from his brain map might do the same. She searched for some time for a suitable shirt, finding a good v-neck tee to slip on. Normally she'd have put on something over the top of the tee, like her jacket or a cardigan or something warm, but today was different.

Inside her head-shaped prison, Ivy could only watch as Lucy dressed her up, teasing the border of 'acceptable Ivy attire'. Everything came from her closet after all... After dressing, she brushed her hair with her fingers, getting it under control enough to be suitable for wandering outside. Ivy didn't want to go out like this, but knowing that Lucy was likely going to take her elsewhere certainly didn't help her ability to contain the sensations between her legs.

The bedsheets stirred, and Lucy knew it was nearly showtime. She stepped over toward the side of the bed, finding James's sleepy face, and leaned down to plant a kiss on his forehead. "Morning, sweetie. There's so many things I want to do today, and you probably need to text your parents about where you've been all night!"

James blinked his eyes open, and then upon realizing where he was, sprinted out of the bedroom to find his phone! As well as locating some pants. Lucy giggled, and trailed after him. From within, Ivy was surprised how easily Lucy fell into her impostor role. It all felt so much like how Ivy would've talked and moved, she wondered if she hadn't just subconsciously done that. But then she remembered that Lucas knew all about Ivy as they'd been friendly for years, so his AI did too--and that the AI kind of hijacked some of her brain, so it probably felt so natural because it wasn't a signal from the Ascend to her body, it was a signal from the Ascend to her brain!

After James texted his mom and assured his parents that he had just fallen asleep at the hospital and was going to spend the day with Ivy now, he looked up at her, finally ready to be present in the moment. James quirked an eyebrow, looking at Ivy's attire. "No long sleeves or anything? That's an... unexpected amount of cleavage for you."

Ivy cheered for James to realize that something was truly amiss, but Lucy had a robotic brain modeled after a smart nerd which also had access to the internet for any knowledge, so it seemed Lucy was prepared for that discussion. "After last night..." Lucy turned and blushed. Oh, she was good at her mimicry. "Um, after last night, I was thinking that you and Lucas did so much for me, that I really owe you to be the kind of girlfriend you want. But I know you liked all of that, so... I was thinking, maybe I could try being a bit more adventurous? I learned a lot from last night and I think I could do some things without Lucas's help..."

The lies gnawed at Ivy's mind, and tugged at James's heartstrings. It had been pretty obvious that even if he liked 'adventurous Ivy', it had really been something else in control of her, so he seemed relieved to hear that she wanted to do those things with him without other intervention! How ironic that his girlfriend was controlled to fabricate those statements.

"First off, you're already the girlfriend I want." James walked toward Ivy, kissing her lips. Lucy happily kissed back, trying to dial it back in a way that might better reflect how Ivy would behave, but the AI didn't really have a good representation of a true Ivy kiss. Ivy hoped James would notice that she wasn't licking his lower lip the same way she usually did, but it seemed to slip his mind. "But I'm so glad to hear you want to try this with just us. Luke's great and all, but I'm not dating him, nor would I want to date that dude."

Lucy huffed a little. "You don't want a girlfriend who's into all the stuff Luke is?" She paused a moment, and then nodded, realizing that her brain map of Lucas might've taken a bit of offense to the idea that he was dateable regardless of his body. "I mean, I understand. And I want to try and prepare for more Lucy time later, so I was thinking... let's go to the mall? You could help me pick out something I wouldn't normally wear, maybe I can get my hair cut, we can treat it sort of like I'm trying out a new me for when there's no Lucy or Lucas or anyone but us!"

Her body obeying her every whim with ease, Lucy came closer to James, putting her body against his, as her hand ran against his crotch lightly, while her chest pressed softly against his. "I want to figure out how to make things work with just us, and so I'm gonna work at it. I'll try to be a little more flirty, a little more hands-on, and we'll just call it a test run, okay?"

James nodded. He had no clue. Everything that Lucy had said was precisely what James wanted to hear, and it wasn't long before James was taking his seemingly renewed girlfriend out to the mall. All Lucy had to do was play the part, and then gradually introduce more and more of herself into Ivy's normal behaviors... Ivy realized during their travels that she could be replaced entirely if she didn't figure something out. But to her, everything felt normal, natural. When Lucy stared out the window and looked at the landscape, it didn't feel different from what Ivy would do, and that made it even worse. Even feelings like emotion were entirely suppressed! How could she get angry if she couldn't FEEL angry? It was so confusing.

At the mall, Lucy led James all around the place, likely covering miles of walking as a result. Ivy felt particularly frustrated that James hadn't even noticed she was still wearing the Ascend headset. Her hair hid it just too well, the small bezel easy to miss under her blonde hair. Even under the chin, it was pretty hard to see, and Lucy seemed to be careful with how she faced James so it wasn't obvious.

Unbeknownst to James, Lucy had zero preference on what actual clothing to get. The AI instead wanted to better know James's preferences, and as she entered and exited dressing rooms dozens of times that morning, Lucy got a good idea for where James's eyes traveled, what colors he seemed to prefer, how much cleavage she could show before James started to wonder if Ivy was going too far. She'd picked out shirts, skirts, pants, dresses, a couple special pairs of underwear... and by the time she was done, she had a whole variety of outfits that showed off a bit more of the body's tummy, the chest, the ass, really drawing James's eyes to her. Of course, everyone else's eyes drifted over too, but Lucy didn't care outside of teasing them with an occasional wiggle or jiggle. James was the primary purpose, and the AI would ensure that he remained so.

All throughout the day, she would sneak little gropes, or kisses, or she would brush up against James in a slightly suggestive way, trying to constantly remind him that she wants to try to change--or at least that Lucy was making it seem like Ivy did. Nothing threw him off! Ivy was starting to wonder if James really knew her at all, or if Lucy was just too good at being subtle.

"Hey, um, why don't you go to the game store for a bit?" Lucy suggested. "I'm gonna get my hair cut and then look around at a couple other things, I'll meet you back here in an hour?" James agreed, and Lucy hurried off, as if she was headed to the stylist. However, the long line in that store made her change her mind, as she simply went to buy a pair of scissors.

Oh no, Ivy thought. Don't you dare, don't you dare try to cut my own hair!

Lucy giggled, listening to the little voice in her head. "Oh, don't worry about it, girl. I've got thousands of hours of online videos to reference!" Lucy hurried into a bathroom, and started to snip, far faster than a human should at hair. Ivy had always had hair past her shoulders, but Lucy wanted to try shorter, giving her a bob that came down to just below her chin. Surprisingly, Lucy's skill was exceptional, as nothing was imprecisely measured by the AI. Even without a shampoo or anything, the hair was really stunning on Ivy's frame.

Ivy feared Lucy was somehow actually turning into a better girl than her..! How could she be beat at being herself?!

As Lucy roamed, she pondered a few things about how to extend her stay in Ivy's body. She could most certainly manage today, but overnight, Ivy couldn't maintain a constant level of arousal so Lucy could stay in control. Lucy made two important stops, in this case: at the pharmacy, she picked up sleeping pills, and then when she located the adult toy store in the far corner of the mall, she picked up a few things--plenty of things like dildos could keep her horniness high, but she needed to turn Ivy on when she woke up, in order to keep going. And then Lucy saw it... the remote control vibrator.

"Perfect," she said quietly to herself, as she paid for all her new toys, occasionally touching herself to maintain that baseline arousal when it seemed like Ivy had been standing idle too long and hadn't been reminded how she was being controlled for a while. As Lucy strolled out of the store, she continued to talk to both herself and Ivy within. "I might only last the weekend, or the week, maybe the month or more. But James is going to love us--love me--for what I'm going to do with you, Ivy."

Ivy wished she could panic, the fact that she couldn't feel butterflies in her stomach at the thought of being a prisoner of this AI was even more distressing in her mind, but all she felt was detached.

Lucy made her way back to where she thought she might find James, resting her chin on his shoulder from behind as she pressed against his back. "Hey Jimmy, thank you so much for taking me here today. It feels like a dream... and I'm going to put everything in my bags to good use to make your dreams come true too. Should we get something to eat, or maybe..." Lucy's hand ran along James's stomach, "we go back to the house, I cook you something, and show you my take on an intimate evening?"

Lucy grinned, as in no time, James and she were driving back to the house, certain that her plan was working flawlessly.