Out on the floor

Monica awakens, she sits up in the small comfy bed. She's wearing a tight collar with the words P-451 across it, her panties pink and slightly wet, with a matching push up bra to show off. She examines herself in the mirror, dizzy and confused, then notices the stamped barcode on her leg.

A voice appears in her head: "P-451 is ordered for pleasure duty." Suddenly the clearer thoughts and the name Monica drifts from her head. Images of giggly sucking cock, being groped, bouncing and falling to her knees seem more interesting. The young girl giggles to herself and starts to feel so dizzy and horny.

P-451 proudly opens the doors and parades onto the floor, determined to make her new master money.

An older, somewhat balding human man slaps her ass, she turns and smiles at him, giggling all the while.

"Hehe you can do more than just that with dumb little me sir!" The newly broken sex toy says. As he starts to grope her and look for her barcode, distant thoughts of fear and escape start to resurface. But *DING* she's just been purchased!! Yay, hehe, I'm a good Fuckdoll she thinks instead.

The man leads her by the waist to the nearest empty room and Monica's mind is plagued by giggles, pleasure and cock. Her tits stand on command and pussy so wet she's ****.

Once the cock slides in, *DING*, her thoughts end entirely. Body instead responding perfectly to Art's programming. The human mind really is the perfect machine, afterall. Once the customer blows his load and pulls out, the thoughts suddenly return, a job well done. But P-451 is confused, awareness returned, until it sees the cock in front of her then it's clear again.

"Thank you Sir!!" She exclaims in glee, before cleaning his cock with her hungry mouth and licking it clean. The customer then leaves and she moves to enter a small cleaning station, hidden in the wall as the panels shift around.

Naked, pinned to wall, a robotic arm fills her pussy as it cleans the new girl. Monica thinks how being filled like this feels so natural, just like all the men at the Federal Police kept his holes filled. She giggles and then hears a voice in her head.

"P-451, initialize baseline test."

"P-451, what is your purpose?"

"P-451 is a Station 27 Pleasure Unit, I fuck, suck and swallow for the benefit of my owners" Monica answers. *DING* she blushes as her body fills will pleasure as a reward.

"P-451, what is your favorite task?"

"Sucking cock, hehe" *DING* The cleaning machine moving faster inside her, smaller arms play with her nipples.

"P-451, who is Monica Delray?"

"Name not found in database" *DING* Monica cums, moaning into a ball gag, which also cleans out her mouth.

Soon she is released back into the room, an outfit prepared on the bed. "P-451 assigned new client, special orders are as follows: P-451 will be allowed independent, yet moderated, thoughts. Human intelligence reduced 70%, horniness upgraded 70%, P-451 will wear these items and has been purchased by Micheal_Monroe for 24hrs".

*DING* The newly broken Android giggles to herself admiring her outfit in the mirror. Adorable realistic bunny girl ears, attached to her head with clamps hidden by her long red hair. Nipples barely covered by small white hearts, heavy pink 'fuck me' lipstick, and finally white bushy bunny tail, at the end of a deep butt plug, almost glued to her ass. She looked just like a real bunny girl, just lacking the fur as the rest of her young human was on display.

She meet her client at the Station 27 arrival docks. As per her orders, she was to be Mr. Monroe's personal toy from the moment he disembarked his ship.

Major Monroe cleared the main airlock and immediately saw his prize, bursting out in laughter as his cock started to stir. Here she was, the pride of the federal police, now a dumb whore bunny girl, with only thing on it's tiny brain.

*DING* "Owner identified, P-451 may resume reduced thoughts." Monica immediately remembered everything, but it was very confusing. She was never a cop?? She was a sex doll right?? That's why Mr. Monroe had made her such an adorable bunny suit right?? Her thoughts were disturbed by a firm ass grab.

"Hey bunny, guess I finally found the perfect position for you huh?" Said the major, suddenly appearing quite tall and attractive to the young bunny girl.

Monica felt the urge to attack him or push away from his hands, but that urge fizzled with the warming of her genitals. She instinctively smiled and her thoughts dimmed a bit. "Omg ya totally! Thank u like so much major hehe." The major laughed and stuck a finger in her mouth, the girl sucked at it happily and seemed to be grinding her body back and forth, enjoying it. Perfectly programmed, thought the major.

He brought his new toy onto his ship, where the rest of the police crew where waiting, to get reacquainted with Monica. Apoun seeing them all, she immediately remembered her former, more dominate position in the police. But it was foggy, hard to remember such complicated things, especially when the Sargent kept grabbing her tail, or when she sucked off the major.

For whatever reason though, P-451 felt very comfortable in her new role, she giggled along and begged every man to fuck what little brains were left. She was afterall a product, a toy, built and ordered to serve for them, it just made sense.

THE END