Experimental collars from your scientist friend.

Ah yes, how could you forget: your scientist friend (people say he’s mad, but you like the kinky experimentality of his work) from out of town sent you a project he’s been teasing for a while. Of course, the selfish bastard had you cover the delivery fee, but it was no issue. In fact, if the prototype is what you think it is, then having a man to test it on will be quite useful.

You peel off the tape and open the box. Inside it is a touch-screen remote and six high-tech collars with golden clasps. Smirking, you take a collar and the remote, then walk over to Mike the DLF delivery slut.

“Welp, thank you for the fun payment, but I ought to get going,” the older man says as he lifts himself off the grass. “By the way, can I get your-”

In that very moment, you wrap the sci-fi tech-collar around his neck right as you press the on button for the remote. As the clasp snaps in place, it glows blue, the remote pings with a notification, and the words “Drone 01 Claimed” appears on the screen. Before the delivery daddy can question what you did, his face goes blank as all of his conscious thoughts are silenced. He now stands still on the lawn after being converted into a mindless drone.

You stare at him, feeling your dominant urges well up again (alongside your erection). You look to the remote, and see a switch on top. You flick it, and an open eye symbol on the screen changes to a closed one. You now intrinsically feel that the device has precisely influenced reality so that this daddy now being your plaything is never questioned. Loving this control you have (unaware of the fact you were at the whims of some other world-warping force), you browse through a long menu of mind control and transformation presets you could use on him.

Before you can decide what you want to do with the drone, you hear an annoying “well hey again neighbor” coming from behind you. You know it’s Josh and don’t have to turn around to confirm it, as he jabbers on and on about the Cummunity Orgy-even when you don’t acknowledge him. Then, realizing he hasn’t even brought up the drone, you decided to take advantage of this and add another subject to your collection.

“Hey Josh, you want to come in for some coffee?”

“Aw, well thank you for the kind offer, neighbor,” the tall brunette replied as he walked into your home, “I’ll take mine sugar but no cream.”

You follow behind, saying to your first of many drones, “follow and bring the box inside.” He-no, it-follows your direction and joins both of you inside.

Josh walks in and takes in the sight as if it were a brand new spectacle. He says out loud, “gosh, I always forget how great your sense of interior design is,” and marvels at your living room walls covered in gay porno posters and phallic art pieces you bought off of Zetsy.

“Thanks for inviting me in after so long,” Josh says as he sits on a dildo chair at your kitchen island-the one you had been hotdogging before your breakfast was interrupted-with incredible ease. It still shocks you after all this time how much of a size queen the lanky man is. Neighborhood rumors say he trains with weighted buttplugs in his ass on leg days. He’d probably take home a medal if he even tried out for a regional bottoming league. You’re then brought out of your shocked state by him taking some of your food off your plate.

“Mmh, good stuff. It could use some cum, though.”

“Um, it’s no issue at all,” you say while hiding as much of the annoyance you feel towards the man as you can, “and if you need anything, you may ask my drone here to assist you.”

You say this as you gesture towards the man (whose human name you do not even remember) you dominated. Like an inert automaton, the older man with salt-and-pepper hair all over stands nearby and waits for you to command it. All emotion has left its face, and not a single thought could be gleaned by looking through its eyes. It is still holding your box of very powerful collars until you need them (which will be soon).

He’s still in his cargo chaps, but you never checked if the DLF van was still there after you warped reality with the remote. You currently don't know how much of history was changed by the device. That’s why you're presenting your drone to Josh-to see how exactly he reacts to it.

“Wow, didn’t know anyone in the neighborhood could get one of these,” your neighbor remarks. “Do you mind if I inspect it?”

“Sure, and don’t feel the need to be gentle.

Josh takes your permission with glee and gets off the dildo with (a wet schlick sound announcing it). He then walks up to your drone and starts groping its tits. He hums with approval, as if he understands what he’s appraising. Josh reaches around it and starts playing its furry asscheeks. He chuckles to himself as he slaps them like bongos.

“Wow, if I had heard drones were this sexy and knew where I could get one, then I would’ve saved up and gotten my own years ago,” Josh quips. You piece together from that statement that while drones are a known commodity, they are not easily accessible. Maybe your scientist friend designed the reality shifting feature with the intent of him being the sole distributor of these collars.

Josh then looks down to see what’s inside the box the drone is holding and asks, “ooh, what’re these fancy things?” He takes one out and says, “I’d love to know what you plan to do with these.” This remark leads you to the conclusion that no one even knows about the collars and what they do. You take this as an opportunity to trick Josh into converting himself.

“Actually,” you say, “you can try one on and keep it if you’d like. I’m sure you’ll enjoy it.”

“Well, don't mind if I do,” Josh says, whipping it out and wrapping it around his neck. Clicking it into place, it lights up with the color blue. You only have to hear him start one last unwanted conversation before he becomes yours to command…

“So, back onto the subject of the Cummunity Or-”

Before he could finish the annoying reminder, he goes completely silent and ceases all movement. Whatever Josh was going to say is entirely forgotten, alongside every other thought not concerning serving you in the present moment. It has become a drone in an instant and now exists solely for your pleasure. Now, what are you going to do with Drone 02 and its predecessor…?