Knocked out

She slapped him really hard, and he hit the side of the elevator, knocking him out cold. When he wakes up, he finds his wrists are restrained on a hospital bed. He had always had a lot of body hair, but when he looks down, he is completely hairless below the neck. To make matters worse, there is a secure harness attached to his cock with a leash.

A blonde nurse removes the harness; while he isn't even erect, it is huge. One of the nurses applies a specialized cream to his penis and his perineum. He sees another nurse checking his vitals, and when she notices that he is awake, she quickly places a call to a Dr. Renoir.

He begs to be released, but they ignore his pleas, leaving the room and letting the heavy locks click shut behind them. About thirty minutes later, Laly shows up wearing a lab coat over a short skirt and blouse that accentuates her breasts. But she is visibly transformed: her style is sharper, her movements more predatory, and she addresses him with teasing, possessive pet names.

As she steps closer, her eyes linger on him, and a subtle shiver runs through her. The closer she is to him now, the more intense her attraction grows—not quite full yandere yet, but burning with a tight, obsessive fascination. She trails her petite hands along his thick, resting length.

"Welcome back to the living, my sweet pet," Laly purrs, a hungry smile playing on her lips.

Laly says, "Please be quiet, and let me explain everything. I wanted revenge, and getting involved with you was the easiest way to hurt Gertrude and Madison. But when you managed to knock yourself out during our little encounter, it changed things. Honestly, I wasn't initially attracted to you—far from it. But I realized that with my clinic's technology, I could completely fix that and mold you into exactly what I want."

She paces slowly around the bed, running a hand over his chest. "This particular clinic specializes in behavioral conditioning, manipulating men, and turning women into obsessed yanderes. Most of my clients are wealthy, older couples where the husbands need an edge. By the end of our treatment, the wives become intensely jealous, wildly needy, and develop an overwhelming desire for their husbands. We take a man's essence, amplify it, and use it to reprogram the woman so she becomes addicted to him."

She leans in closer, breathing in his scent. "The husbands undergo biological changes as well—massive increases in stamina, physical enhancements, and sweat that acts as a potent aphrodisiac for their wives. But we also engineer the treatment to make the men far more submissive and devoted to their wives, which conveniently makes it much easier to convince those wealthy spouses to heavily invest their fortunes back into the clinic. I have clients of all kinds here—lesbians exploring bisexuality, younger couples looking to spark desire, and men undergoing complete psychological softening."

He grits his teeth, glaring up at her. "Why didn't you just bring Gertrude here if you run this place?"

Laly lets out a soft, amused laugh, brushing her fingers against his jaw. "You may find it hard to believe that I'm not a total monster. Gertrude actually brought me to this clinic and tried to make me her slave, but it didn't work. For a few reasons: first, the core serum requires a strict male-female dynamic to properly trigger the biochemical reaction. When she realized it wouldn't work on two women and her own plot fell apart, she begged for my forgiveness. I forgave her, but I wanted absolute control of this clinic, so she had to hand over her legal stake to me. She wanted to kill the previous director, but he took a quiet retirement down by the beach, happily fighting off twenty-something nurses."

She kisses his forehead, watching his body instinctively respond to her proximity as her obsessive fixation deepens.

"I know you're upset, babe, but don't you want revenge on the people who used you?" Laly whispers softly in his ear, her voice dripping with mock sweetness. "I've only made a few adjustments to you so far—mostly cosmetic and stamina enhancements so you can satisfy anyone I put you with. I haven't messed with your mind yet, because personality restructuring is harsh on the patient. You are still basically the same guy, but I can easily make you compliant and completely wrapped around my finger if you fight me."

He scowls, furious that she took such liberties with his body without his consent. "You experimented on me? Without asking?"

Laly smiles softly, her hands sliding lower over his frame. "I knew you would be upset, babe, but don't worry—we don't have to use mind manipulation yet. You'll naturally become far more compliant the more times we engage in sex."