He test is machine

When Karen awakens she realizes she straps to a table only wearing her bra and panties. She was also wearing a headgear. Just about them she hears Norman’s vice someone awake.” What did you do to me” she says to Norman oh nothing yet my dear but I’m fixing to do something to you. I’ll give your choice of what I will do to you and your body. What you mean? You’re going be my first test subject for my body and mind enhancement machine.

What’s are my choices ? she asked Norman. Your choices are breast size your body type , skin color and your sex drive. I’ll throw in a few surprises for you also said Norman.

She chose 38D cup tits a curvy body type with nice round ass. Norman chose to keep her skin color the same. He increased her sex drive by give her an extra large and sensitive clit. He would also brainwash her to have control over her. She would remember what happened to her but to her reprogrammed Of her brain she would accept it.

Norman would make her his first fuck toy and use her business and power to spread his ****.

"Let's begin," he murmured, his voice dripping with anticipation. "Beginning modifications," he murmured.

A sharp jolt shot through Karen’s chest, and she arched against the restraints as her small A-cups began to swell, flesh stretching and reshaping under unseen forces. She cried out, her bra straining before the seams snapped, revealing the rapid expansion of her new 38D breasts—full, heavy, and hypersensitive.

Next Karen's breath came in ragged gasps as her skin prickled with heat. The machine's mechanical arms whirred lower, circling her hips as the needles injected deep into her back side, throbbing pressure built in her pelvis. She writhed as her waist cinched inward, while her hips flared outward, the table creaking under her squirming body. Her panties strained against the sudden swell of her backside, fabric digging into plush new curves. A high-pitched whimper escaped her lips when a fresh wave of electricity zapped through her core, making her toes curl as liquid heat pooled between her thighs.

The next wave of modifications hit her like a live wire—a searing pulse of energy arced straight to her clit, making her scream as it swelled obscenely, throbbing and hypersensitive beneath the damp fabric of her panties. Norman chuckled darkly as the machine's neural interface hummed to life, cold tendrils slithering into her mind. Karen's thoughts scattered like leaves in a storm, her protests dissolving into breathy moans as the reprogramming took root.

She could feel the changes imprinting on her—every memory of resistance now wrapped in a slick, euphoric haze, her body trembling not with fear but with **** need.

The machine cut off with a sharp hiss, and just like that, it was over. Karen lay motionless on the cold metal table, her body glistening with sweat, the only sound in the room the rapid, shallow rhythm of her breathing. Her stretched panties—now barely clinging to her swollen hips—were damp with arousal, the fabric digging into the plush curves of her new figure. Her heavy 38D breasts rose and fell with each shaky inhale, nipples stiff and hypersensitive against the air.

Norman stepped closer, his shadow falling over her. She blinked up at him, her thoughts still foggy, but something inside her itched—not with fear, but with hunger.

Karen’s eyelids fluttered open, her vision swimming into focus as Norman’s grinning face loomed above her. A slow, slick pulse of arousal throbbed between her thighs, her swollen clit twitching against the damp fabric of her ruined panties.

"How do you feel, my slut?" Norman purred, dragging a fingertip down the quivering valley between her breasts.

A shudder wracked her body—not from fear, but from the electric jolt of pleasure that followed his touch.

Karen’s breath hitched as her gaze flicked down to Norman’s zipper, her plump lips parting with a needy whimper. A fresh wave of heat pulsed between her thighs, her swollen clit throbbing in time with her racing heartbeat.

"Ohhh, y-you’re right," she slurred, her voice thick with arousal, her hips squirming against the restraints. "I—I need it… need you…"

Norman’s grin widened as he slowly dragged his zipper down, the sound impossibly loud in the charged silence. Karen’s eyes locked onto the growing bulge, her body trembling with anticipation.

Norman’s cock sprang free—a thick, veined six inches of rigid flesh that made Karen’s breath hitch. A thin string of precum glistened at the tip as she whimpered, her thighs trembling against the restraints.

“Please,” she gasped, her plump lips parting, her tongue darting out to wet them. “I need it… need you inside me…”

Norman chuckled, stroking himself slowly, watching her **** squirming with dark amusement. “Such a greedy little slut already,” he mused, dragging the leaking head of his cock along her inner thigh, leaving a slick trail.

Norman being to fuck his new slut boss

Norman’s grip tightened on Karen’s plush hips as he drove into her again, her slick heat clenching around him with every ragged thrust. A high, keening whine tore from her throat as her swollen clit brushed against his pelvis, sending jolts of white-hot pleasure up her spine. Her heavy breasts swayed obscenely, nipples stiff and aching as the restraints dug into her wrists, keeping her spread open for his use.

"Such a perfect little fucktoy," Norman growled, his breath hot against her ear as he pistoned into her dripping cunt. "Already taking me so well—just wait until I really break you in."

Karen tensed up as her first orgasm hit her hard—her back arched violently off the table, restraints biting into her wrists as her entire body locked in ecstasy. A guttural scream tore from her throat, her swollen clit pulsing wildly against Norman’s thrusting pelvis while her inner walls clenched around his cock in rhythmic spasms.

Norman didn’t slow, his grip on her hips turning bruising as he fucked her through the climax, each snap of his hips dragging another broken sob from her lips.

Norman’s thrusts turned ruthless as Karen’s second orgasm ripped through her without warning—her scream shattered into breathless gasps, her overstimulated walls fluttering in frantic pulses around his cock. Tears streaked her flushed cheeks as her hips jerked against the restraints, her swollen clit rubbing raw against him with every brutal snap of his pelvis.

"Ah! A-again! Again!" she sobbed, her voice breaking as the pleasure crested into something bordering on pain, her nails scraping uselessly against the metal table.

He didn’t let up. The moment her trembling subsided, Norman angled his hips just right, grinding his shaft against her g-spot with deliberate precision.

Norman’s hands slid roughly down Karen’s sweat-slicked sides before gripping her hips with a possessive growl. With a sharp yank, he flipped her onto her stomach, the restraints automatically adjusting to keep her wrists pinned beneath her. The cold metal table pressed against her swollen breasts as her new, plush ass jutted into the air—round, full, and trembling with every ragged breath.

A choked whimper escaped her lips as Norman dragged his cock through her soaked folds, the swollen head catching against her throbbing clit before slamming back inside her in one brutal thrust.

"Fuck me—fuck my slutty pussy—I need to cum again!" Karen sobbed, her voice raw and broken as Norman's hips pistoned into her with brutal precision. The wet slap of skin on skin filled the room, her swollen clit rubbing against the base of his cock with every savage thrust. Her body arched, her fingers clawing at the table as another orgasm detonated inside her—her cunt convulsed around him, gushing around his shaft as she screamed, her thighs shaking violently.

Norman growled, his fingers digging into the soft flesh of her ass as he hammered into her relentlessly, prolonging her climax until her cries turned hoarse.

Norman’s hips stuttered as a deep, guttural groan tore from his chest—his cock twitched violently inside her, the thick veins along his shaft pulsing against her fluttering walls. With one last brutal thrust, he buried himself to the hilt, his balls slapping against her slick folds as his release surged up his length.

Karen gasped as he abruptly pulled out, her overstimulated cunt clenching around nothing, still dripping from their brutal fucking. Before she could protest, Norman dragged her up by the hair, forcing her onto her knees beneath him. His cock, glistening with her arousal, throbbed inches from her swollen lips as his heavy sac tightened.

Norman’s fist tightened around his cock, stroking roughly as the first thick rope of cum erupted from his swollen tip. It splattered across Karen’s flushed cheek in a hot, sticky stripe, her breath hitching as the warmth dripped down toward her parted lips.

"Open wide, slut," he snarled, jerking himself harder as another pulse shot forward—this time landing directly on her tongue. The salty, bitter taste flooded her mouth, and she instinctively swallowed, her eyelashes fluttering as more spurts painted her chin and throat.

Norman’s grip tightened in her hair as he dragged his cockhead across her lips, smearing cum and her own slickness over her trembling mouth. “Clean it,” he ordered, voice rough with exertion.

Karen whimpered but obeyed, her tongue darting out to lap at the swollen tip, swirling around the slit before taking him deeper. Her plush lips stretched obscenely around his girth as she hollowed her cheeks, saliva dripping down her chin. Norman groaned, his hips jerking forward when her tongue pressed against the throbbing vein underneath.

“Good fucking girl,” he growled, watching her new, heavy tits sway as she bobbed her head, her nipples stiff and aching.

Norman’s fingers tightened in her hair as she sucked him clean, her swollen lips working in slow, worshipful strokes. A low groan rumbled in his chest when her tongue flicked over his sensitive tip, her lashes fluttering as she swallowed the last traces of his release. With a wet pop, he pulled free, his cock glistening with her spit as he smirked down at her ruined face—streaked with cum, her lips parted in dazed obedience.

“You took that like a perfect little whore,” he murmured, dragging his thumb through the mess on her chin before shoving it between her lips.

As she recovered from there fucking Norman told that he had sent out email letting everyone know that she be taken some time off to recover from some surgery. That she was his fuck toy from now on. Then he told her about is plan.

Karen's tongue swirled around Norman's thumb, her lips closing instinctively around the digit as she sucked weakly, still trembling from the brutal fucking. The metallic tang of his cum mixed with the salt of her sweat on her tongue as he pressed deeper, making her gag slightly before she **** herself to relax her throat.

"Good slut," Norman purred, watching her eyelashes flutter as he dragged his thumb out with a lewd pop. His other hand fisted in her hair again, yanking her head back until her tear-streaked face was **** to look up at him. "Now listen carefully." His cock twitched against her cheek, still half-hard and smearing precum across her flushed skin as he spoke.

Norman’s grip tightened in her hair, forcing her to arch further as his voice dripped with dark amusement. “Look at you,” he growled, dragging the head of his cock through the sticky mess on her lips. “My perfect little puppet. I made you this way—every fucking whimper, every shake of those pretty tits, every time you beg for my cock.” He thrust shallowly against her tongue, watching her throat flutter. “And I can do more.” I will need your help to get my **** on some people.

Norman’s lips curled into a smirk as he withdrew his cock from her mouth with a wet pop, leaving her gasping, strands of saliva still connecting her swollen lips to his glistening shaft. He gripped her chin, forcing her bleary eyes to meet his.

"You want to know why I changed you?" His thumb pressed against her lower lip, smearing spit and cum as he chuckled. "Because you were ordinary—just another pathetic, forgettable bitch. But now?" He squeezed one of her heavy tits, making her moan as her nipple hardened instantly under his touch. "Now you’re perfect.