Getting dressed

“I've selected something that I think will be particularly eye-catching to the male gaze. You are going to look amazing, Sara,” CARA exclaimed with something that sounded like glee.

“But I don't want to have anything to do with the 'male gaze'. I don't like men. I-” Before you could finish, you were hit with another zap that silenced you.

“Talking like that will unintentionally scare off potential suitors, Sara. You don't want that,” CARA told you as she gathered things from your sister's closet.

You were brought over to the center of the room where you saw the clothing that CARA had chosen for you. You didn't have time to register what they were, exactly, before she began to dress you. As she presented you with white hoes for you to step into, you stepped back. You started to struggle, not wanting to let her win without a fight, but win she did. It took just a few shocks before you relented and lifted your feet for her.

The pantihose were rolled up your legs and attached to dangling clasps that connected to the corset. Each time you complied, you received a pulse of positive feelings that made your hidden cock twitch. When a teal dress was presented to you, it only took one shock to get you back in line which was again followed by a flood of pleasantness as you let it fall into place. Not wanting any more shocks you willingly put on the knee-high boots and the white half sweater. You sighed and smiled, feeling the joy of wearing girly clothes before snapping out of the haze being **** on you.

“I don't like this. This is the machine's fault. I need to fight it,” you remind yourself.

“My, my. You look ravishing. Seeing as you want to be ravished, that is appropriate. With that in mind, let's what see else we need to fix before we send you out on the prowl,” CARA squealed with delight.

“Please, there is nothing left to fix,” you plead.

“Ah, yes. That voice is not going to work at all. I don't know how you ruined it but we will set it right,” she informed you.

Not wanting to cause more problems for yourself you simply wait, shaking with nerves. It felt like forever until you were presented with a robotic arm that pointed at your mouth. CARA told you to open your mouth but you resisted, which results in yet another shock to your system. Your cry of pain was muffled as the arm quickly entered your mouth and did something in your throat. The arm came out, leaving you gasping.

“What did you do...now?” you said as your voice quickly began to raise an octave.

“There. Calibration is done. Your translation chip will finally see use, now that we have made some adjustments.