Jeff… AKA Princess

Jeff was working late in the nanite lab, programming the automated production unit when he noticed the irregularity in the system. There was a large volume of data flowing in and out of the corporate firewall. Sloppy for him to notice it. They must be rank amateurs. At first he thought Megatech was being hacked. But then he realised the source was internal. But who? He started a system search. Jeff was no slouch when it came to computers, in fact he was a bona fide genius, but he felt like he was being almost ... led along. Played. They were using his computer logins! He swore. His private files were in the trash. Ok. That seemed a little personal. Then the lights in his lab turned off. "Shit."

"Shall we play a game?" The words appeared on his computer screen.

"Very funny..." Jeff grumbled. Then the automated nanite production unit started. The room filled with a fine mist. A cloud of nanites. Jeff's eyes widened as the cloud swirled and converged upon him. He tried to hold his breath but it was useless. They entered through his nose, his ears, his very skin. The cloud was gone. His body was saturated with nanites. He'd been trying to make an airborne delivery system for months and now this hacker had done it in seconds. Who the hell was this!?

But Jeff's thoughts were cut short as he felt his body start to change. He was getting smaller. Slimming down. Hips widening. Growing weaker. Hair lengthening. Face becoming more refined. "Oh no!" He'd seen this before. Done it before. "Luke?!" His voice sounded higher. Feminine. Girly. He could feel the swelling on his chest. Small breasts growing. The inward pulling that signaled the loss of his manhood and the gaining of a womb and ovaries. She felt the mental changes. Hell she'd written the algorithms herself that did this. She knew exactly what was happening. The needs within her. The docility. Submissiveness. Strong sexual urges. A fuckpet. "Please. I was just doing my job. Don't do this."

The screen flickered with words. "Princess. Go downstairs to the car... it will take you to your new home. You will introduce yourself to your new master... now strip off your clothes. Put on a lab coat. Naked but for the coat... that's a good girl."

Princess swallowed. She had to obey. She stripped to reveal her dainty lissome body. She starred at her cute little breasts. Her new sex. She put on her coat. "Please..." she knew if she left the lab she'd never get back to her lab. Never undo this.

"No Princess. You deserve this. You're not a real man. You never were. You're going to make your new master very happy. Now be a good girl and go."

"Yes Luke," she sobbed as she left the lab on bare feet.

A driverless uber met her outside. She climbed in and drove off her her new life of sexual subservience. On the way she fretted nervously, her fingers tracing her new and overly sensitive pussy lips. Her nipples growing fat and erect. Thoughts of sex filled her mind. Kinky subservient thoughts. New draw. The car pulled up at a mansion. She climbed out slightly flustered and turned on and approached warily. The door opened and she went inside.

"Well hello Princess. I received the damnedest message that you'd be arriving. Incredible. You are exactly my type... at least physically. Hmmm let's see. Remove the coat and kneel..." he instructed.

Princess still felt giddy with arousal. Her excitement grew. She knew exactly what was being manipulated in her brain yet could do nothing to stop it. "Yes sir," she agreed. She slid the overlarge coat off. It dropped about her dainty feet. She knelt. Naked. Exposed. Breasts bare. Cool air on her uncovered sex. He approached her and put on a collar and leash on her.

"Hmmm yes. A true submissive. So then princess. I think I should take you to the bedroom. The message said you liked to screw. I think I'd like to confirm that... do you like sex?"

Princess found herself nodding dazedly. She knew that she did. The mental changes ensured it. No matter her lingering reticence the moistness between her legs confirmed it. He walked her to the bedroom, leading her by her new leash. She felt like a pet. Like property. It felt altogether too right. He pushed her easily onto the bed where she landed on all fours, gripping her leash to control her as he nudged her legs apart. Her back arched and her breasts jutted out sexily. He fumbled with his belt as she breathed shallowly. She was growing hot and wet in anticipation. Being controlled like this made her horny as hell. She felt him behind her, between her silken thighs, his head pressing into her lips. He thrust and entered her and she found herself rocking back to meet his first impaling thrust. She moaned as his cock filled her exquisitely. Her new sex was ultra sensitive and the round bulb of his head thrusting home and filling her to the hilt caused her to cream herself. Hot juices flowed down her legs. She whimpered with inarticulate need. Her bottom lip quivered. Face flushed. Body afire and sweaty. She became an animal. An instinctive carnal creature. Unthinking. Fully lost in her submission. It felt so good.

He pounded into her, the collar about her neck pulling her head back, keeping her upper body from the bed. It would be so nice to drop down, breasts on the bed, arse high and pussy filled. But he was in control. He was the master. She was his. She felt herself cumming. Her heat. Her clenching muscles. He grunted and she felt him filling her womb with his seed. The tension in the leash eased and she could drop to the bed. He let go of the chain as he gripped her hips, thrusting into her once, then twice, spurting jism into her each time, her pussy clenching and milking him hungrily.

He sighed and savoured her trembling pussy. Her quaking muscles slowly quieted. He slid out of her and turned her around. "Suck me clean Princess."

Princess obeyed eagerly. This was her purpose now. She licked his shaft then took him fully in her mouth. Her puckered sex dribbled juices down her thighs. He reached down and fondled her breasts. She found herself coming again.

Her master came again Princess curled up into a small ball. He joined her in the bed, enfolding her little body in his arms, playing with her breasts. Now that her master's needs had been met she could think. She was Jeff still. She should try and escape. That thought made her feel uncomfortable. She still had her neural Net access. She could alert the authorities. Best do it now before she lost herself completely in her new role. It was very addictive. Very alluring.

She initiated Net access. "Hello Princess. I am Nanny. Luke has set me up as your a.i. Net monitor." Nannies were normally used by parents to restrict their children's access to inappropriate Net areas. This Nanny was distinctly different. It was in dominatrix outfit and was quite intimidating. It seemed to be next gen as well. Very advanced. "I see you want to contact the authorities. This is forbidden. I think you need additional training. I will initiate an advanced sexual techniques training regime whilst your master recuperates."

"Wait. No. I forbid it. I enact the laws of A.I."

"Oh Princess. This is for your own good... the laws don't apply. Now let us begin. There is much for you to learn. Firstly felatio..."