First look on what happened to our scientist, Doug

“Sir, do you want a coffee or tea?” The woman’s voice woke Doug up from his daze.

“Pardon?” The man replied, still disconnected from his current surrounding.

“I said; sir, do you want a coffee or tea?” The woman repeated.

Doug finally recognized who was the person he having a conversation with, she was Emilia Grey, Mr. John White’s secretary, well, more like a maid. Women in Stepford mostly didn’t work outside their home, but, there’s always an exception. The first exception was if the woman was a part of the supervisory team like Mother Serena, the second exception was for unmarried women, the Stepford’s men had programmed them to work in some position that was still stereotypically filled by women, such as a secretary for example. When some men in Stepford took fancy to take them as wives, these working women would be reprogrammed again into perfect Stepford wives, alas, a man in Stepford was also limited by the supervisory team to only have 1 official wife to make it ‘fair’, they did be given the option to trade their wife with another woman, but the men of Stepford, as unethical as they were in transforming woman against their will to be their wives, rarely trade their old wife with another woman unless their wives were deceased, which with the help of advancement of technology in Stepford, could prolong life their life expectation some more. However, it couldn't be denied that some men in Stepford still do it from time to time.

Doug got his focus back to the woman in front of him, “Uhm…may I have a tea? Do you have Earl Grey here?”

Emilia nodded in response, “Ok, I will be back with your tea, sir, please wait here.” The buxom secretary left Doug around in the room.

Doug looked at his surrounding, he recognized that he was on the lounge of the town council building. He tried to jug his memory on how he ended up here. He could remember that in the morning, he was indeed going into the council to meet the mayor. He was having a discussion with the mayor. About what though? About work? about his wife and family? The content of his discussion with Mayor White seemed blurry and fleeting in his mind. He could only recall that he was having a great discussion and achieved his objective in coming here, but his hunch was telling him that there was something he forgot. If he forgot about it when it had only several minutes (?) maybe no more than a few hours just after he heard or talked about it, it can’t be something important, right?

“Sir, your tea,” Doug put his thought in the back of his mind when Emilia came back with his tea. After all, there’s no point in trying too hard in recalling what he has forgotten for now. His uncooperative brain might recall it on another occasion.

Doug picked the cup of tea given by Emilia. It tastes weird, it doesn't seem like earl grey I usually drank, this is sourer and…salty.

Doug stopped sipping his tea, feeling quite weirded by its taste. He smelled the aroma of his tea. It was a pungent scent, he seemed familiar with the smell but unable to get his finger on what actually it was Doug was wondering what actually he just drank.

“How was the tea, Mr. Coulson?” The brunette woman asked, she was waiting on the side since she delivered the tea to Doug.

It’s awful. Doug muttered inside his mind, “Uhmm…I love it!” No…No! What the hell did I just say? Doug was flabbergasted by the words uttered by his mouth He intended to just say ‘It is not bad’ as a matter of simple courtesy, if Emilia wasn’t the Mayor's secretary and he didn’t want to make a scene in the town council, he would probably lashed out and given her a piece of his mind for her awful tea but unexpectedly, other words came out from his mouth.

“Do you want a refill?“ Emilia offered.

No. “Yes, I like to have more!” just like his mouth that said things beyond his control, Doug wasn’t able to control his follow-up action, he drank the awful ‘tea’ until its last drop in a single gulp, before offering his empty teacup back to Emilia.

Emilia took the teacup from Doug's hand. The buxom brunette moved away from Doug but didn’t leave the room, instead, she put the teacup on the floor, just below where she currently stood. She then lifted her skirt high enough that Doug could see her bushy pussy. Emilia squatted down, positioning her pussy just above the cup before.

He knew what Emilia wanted to do, as a terrible realization dawned on him of what he just drank and what accident he was going to witness.

The weird thing was that Doug was unable to rage or feel angry about what Emilia did. In his mind, what the brunette did was both made sense, something not unusual. After all, it’s how you make tea, right? but on another hand, he had a very uncomfortable feeling that what Emilia did was something outrageous. There were two conflicting thoughts battling inside of him.

What happened to Doug could be traced back to a few hours ago.

Jordan had just done with changing the Coulson’s Women with the help of the Master Controller. “I had prepared a surprise for you when you are coming home, Mr. Coulson, but you aren’t going away scot-free. You will get the honor to be the first man controlled with the Master Controller’s, talking about irony.”

“Master Controller, show me Doug Coulson’s data!”

1. Name: Doug Coulson
2. Age: 45 years old
3. Relationship: Patty Coulson (Wife), Mila Coulson (Daughter), Lisa Coulson (Daughter)
4. Occupation: Project Stepford’s Scientist
5. Personality template: None
6. Set Routine: None

“The detailed one, please…”

The screen then showed Jordan of Doug’s detail like the place he was born, his parent, his education record, his hobby, his career until he end up at Project Stepford, and even his past relationship. It proved that The Upper Management had Doug's background checked clean before he joined the project.

“An avid fans of tea, well, as expected of Londoner.” Jordan read Doug’s habit and preferences column, “this gives me an idea I want to try.”

“Master Controller, I wanted to make a new routine for Doug Coulson.”

• [Command accepted…Awaiting Input]

“Let's call it as ‘Tea Drinker’’: the subject can’t refuse if he was offered tea by someone. The subject will drink anything the person who offered him tea before bring back to him and consider it as tea. If someone offers them to refill his cup, treat it the same as if he was offered a tea. Also, erase the Subject's knowledge of tea brewing. No matter how weird other people make their tea, the subject shall consider it as the right method to brew a tea.“

• [Input accepted, are you sure to register the routine ‘Tea Drinker’ in the database?]

“Yes.”

• [The routine ‘Tea Drinker’ had been created and registered successfully.]
• [Setting the routine ‘Tea Drinker’ as Routine 1 for Doug Coulson.]

“Now that I had one routine set to this man, it’s time to test the effectiveness of Master Controller in influencing man, whether it as effective as when it got used on a woman or will it be different? but who will be his partner? Sending him home means I can’t monitor him directly,” Jordan rubbed his temples, deep in thought. Master Controller had access to most public facilities and street cameras, but home? Nobody likes to be monitored on their home, and thus, the home was excluded from Master Controller camera sharing by its creator. The Master Controller was still able to fetch activities records on what they did inside their house though.

“Master Controller, scan the nearest women in our vicinity!” Jordan commanded.

• [Scanning the vicinity]
• [Found 10 subjects fulfilling criteria.]
• [Showing the list]

On the screen, several names were being shown, the list also included what activities they currently do.

“Emilia Grey, currently serving coffee to John White, hmm.... I guess she is Mr. John’s secretary. This makes it easier for me,” the black-skinned man mumbled.

“Master Controller, open Emilia Grey’s data for me!”

Back to the present, Emilia unleashed a torrent of brownish-yellow liquid from her cunt, overflowing the teacup below her. Once, she was done emptying her bladder on the cup, she rubbed her cunt with her hand as if she was cleaning her cunt with tissue. Emilia then used her finger to stir the ‘tea’ on the ceramic teacup like there wasn’t anything wrong with it. After stirring the content a few times, she was done and picked up the teacup from the floor and brought it back to Doug.

“I have refilled your tea, sir, please enjoy it,” Emilia offered the cup to Doug.

His stomach churned as he emptied the cup of its content. The tea made by Emilia was still as awful as the first one he had before, it was the worst Earl Grey tea he had. Did she brew it the wrong way? Or did she forget to add something to the tea? Doug was confused, but getting no answer to his question no matter how hard he thought about the tea. Anyway, he had sworn that next time, he would refuse if Emilia offered him tea.

“Thanks for the tea, Miss Grey, I had to go now,” Doug said, then stood up from the sofa.

“Please wait, Mr. Coulson, I had something from Mr. John that he wanted to give to you,” Emilia was rummaging her pocket and took a small bottle containing some pills, there was no label of what it actually was, “He said, if you or someone in your family experiencing acute headache, please consume it.”

So it is something like Aspirin, but why did Mr.John give me this? Doug thought but he put the matter at the back of his mind quickly. His stomach still churning from the tea he had before and he couldn’t wait to return to his house, “Thank you, Miss Grey, I will now take my leave, please send my regard to Mr. White”

Jordan laughed, he was watching on the monitor of the Master Controller of what Doug just experienced. His test on the effectiveness of Master Controller’s influence in man’s mind was at least halfway to call it a success with Doug following the first routine he set for him, he had several routines set for him awaiting to be tested. Jordan has not yet set a new personality template for the poor scientist to test how will Doug react to his change. He noticed that there was some subtle struggle and resistance in Doug’s expression about the tea made of Emilia’s piss.

The pill given by Emilia to Doug was also under his command. He considered that if Doug keep resisting his change, a headache would be the most common symptom he had, so he give him medicine for the headache, but well, its have some terrible side effects.

“Well, I don’t have any direct monitoring access to his house, what a loss…” He grumbled.

“Master Controller, do you really unable to do direct monitoring to personnel’s staff house?”

• [The system is lacking access to personnel’s staff house.]

Jordan grew increasingly annoyed by the system limitation, “Do you have no other way? a loophole like satellite view, maybe telescope view, or drone perhaps.”

• [Command accepted…Requesting satellite’s assistance…Commencing long-range telescope view…launching spy drone]
• [Please wait while the system renders images of the targeted object.]

"That was what I mean," after waiting for a while, Jordan could finally see a big house appear on the Master Controller’s screen, it was the Coulson family house. A few minutes later, he saw Doug’s car arriving on the driveway.

Author commentary: Next chapter we will move to the women, this started as a small part to kickstart and establish a few details (like how chaotic evil Jordan is and how Doug is oblivious to his predicament) but I end up writing a longer building block, so I pushed back to tell about the girl at next chapter so they got better story spotlight. Do you guys prefer a wild change happened to the Coulson's mother and daughter or a tamer one?

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