Isabella puts on the collar

Isabella looked at the package a little weirded out. Even after a few rough minutes spent on investigating it and re-reading the labels there was nothing to indicate who sent it. She just got it. Eventually she moved onto inspecting the collar, it's dark leather exterior complimented nicely the hard metal interior... what? This thing looked technological as hell on the inner side. It crept her out a little but she didn't think much of it, she just came to the conclusion that maybe it had some LEDs or maybe it was one of those things that had text pop up with a special app. Why bother looking for the app before trying it on? What's the point in getting something cool if you couldn't even wear it? So... without as much of a second thought she put it on.

The moment the collar was clipped together she felt something pinch her neck all around which caused Isabella to let out a gasp. A shock shot through her entire body sending cold shivers through it, as her fingers spasmed lightly against her will. She probably looked very stupid right now. A string of drool escaping her mouth and going down her chin as she stared blankly ahead with a few twitchy fingers. She felt so powerless suddenly, she couldn't move a muscle she just watched, she could think but not move. It was totally the weirdest feeling ever, like something was touching her without actually touching her.

Eventually her lips curled into a surprised smile, something that she didn't want to do at all. She began to breathe and blink again, quite a relief really... but this was so strange, her breathing and blinking was out of sync with her will, like something was pressing her chest and closing her eyelids by attaching something heavy to them. Isabella readjusts her voice and moves a hand up to her throat before moving her fingers up to her nose, she sniffed the sweet scent of her skin, her nose trailing from her fingers down to her elbow.

Then she finally spoke. "Hiii..." It was a long and breathy greeting. Like her current controller wasn't used to the amount of oxygen in the body or just the voice in general, she adjusted her voice again causing small pain in the back of her throat. "Sorry, sorry. One, two, three... aaah~!" She raised an arm as her voice spoke then a large childish smile came up on her face. "Hehe! Yes! It worked! I can't believe you put it on, wow. You really shouldn't try on random things that are given to you."

Much to her dismay she felt her body try to run however immediately trip only to get up with a chuckle. "Oops! Sorry! Wow, so this is your dorm huh? I've always admired you from afar! This is so cool... I get to be in a girl's room!" She squealed in excitement, what kind of loser was inside of her body right now? Isabella ignored all forms of pain from that fall and looked around her dorm, until she stopped by a door only to very swiftly swing it open and see a not-so-fancy yet very clean bathroom. Isabella stepped in and looked around the place a little only to stop in front of a mirror "Ohhh that's weird." She said pushing up her nose. "Oink."

Then she burst out laughing, what a stupid thing to laugh at. Her hands then gripped her breasts and pushed them together. "Hi, I'm Isabella and I'm... a total bimbo. I don't even know a single thing." She gripped tighter and a slight groan of pleasure escaped her. "Oh... that felt gooooood..." A laugh escaped her rogue lips before giving them a quick lick to wet them and almost without a warning she throws herself towards the mirror planting a sloppy kiss on it, the imprint of her lips being left on the reflective surface.

Isabella held two fingers up, doing a peace sign while her tongue stuck out in a very... painfully stereotypical pose. "Gehehe, so cute." She said squeezing her face together before looking around and then at her casual clothes. Whatever her controller was planning to do, it hopefully wasn't undressing her. "Hmm, my immense curiosity can't compare to how much I want to see you in cute clothes." A fashion show. Perfect...

The poor girl tried on all pieces of clothing she had, and even some of her roommates. From sumer dresses, to jeans, to sportswear, to even just underwear, she walked around, danced, giggled. This all went on for roughly two hours. The room was a mess, clothes everywhere yet Isabella was powerless to do anything about it, she could merely stare at the disaster caused by her body. Her controller then stood naked in front of a mirror. "Let's see... what else is there for me to do in this body?"