New notifications

The next morning when Naomi woke up she was naked in her bed, safe for the dog collar around her neck. She yawned and picked up her phone. She had new notifications from the collar app and she was pleased to see that her new YouTube video was doing better than normal. But of course, it got age restricted almost instantly. Most of her videos did because of her gigantic milkers, so she didn't think much of it. Much more interesting to her were the notifications from the collar app. They prompted her to create a public social media page that displayed the stats of the collar.

She agreed on a popup and got redirected to her finished stats page. At the top was a name in bold pink letters: "SluttyCyborg".

Naomi cringed, that must have been preset by the developer of the alpha firmware on her collar and apparently, they got her name wrong. She didn't find a way to change the name however so the made a mental note to let the dev know to change that. In the meantime, she got up, greeted Momo on the cooling dog bed and went into the kitchen. She didn't bother to put on any clothing which was not that typical for her. Also, she noticed that her legs felt kind of weird today. In the fridge, she found leftover chicken from the day before and sat down to eat that. While scrolling through her phone she noticed that the first few of her fans had found her collar stats page on the internet. The dev of the collar must have tweeted a promotion after the YouTube video went live.

Some followers in the comments seemed concerned about the change in IQ but others argued that she already recovered 20 points after losing 30 points the day before. She also noticed some screenshots she got tagged on. It displayed her with her massive melons exposed in the video. She chuckled and shrugged it off as a very good deep fake attempt.

After that, she went about her day in a regular fashion, except for her lack of clothing. She brainstormed new maker projects she could be created to feature on her YouTube channel and sat down to work. The only thing distracting her was the increasing wetness between her legs.

After a short while working on actual creations, she could be making she was looking at 3D printable dildos. She picked a few shapes, scaled them up and sent them to her printers. While she waited for the prints to finish she looked for something to dress so she could take Momo for a walk.