A muddled mess.

Dan-Bimbo blinked. Still a woman but standing in another room. She looked down and realised that she was in the room she had just left. She was Kat! Dan-Kat to be precise!

She blinked in shock as she realised that her thinking was normal. She could remember everything. Her mind was no longer controlled by the Gynoid mental strictures. No longer a bimbo in mind but, judging by her bodies very clear arousal, still very much a bimbo nymphomaniac in body. She felt a rush of emotions and shock that threatened to overwhelm her but pushed it down with a precarious **** of will. She needed to think clearly. Focus. She wasn’t free yet! No time to think about what had happened. What she had done… focus!

“Well this isn’t so bad…” she observed in wry anxiety as she looked down at an **** male Gynoid. “What happened to you…” then she remembered. Kyra had swapped into that male body. But… who was in it now?! Before she could review the exchange logs there was a sudden claxon wailing of a siren as the facilities alarms went off and the lighting went red.

“Security protocols engaged! Lockdown in effect!” There was the deep ratcheting sound of reinforced locks sliding into place as the room she was in was sealed shut - due to Kat-Jack’s failure to log in. Dan-Kat didn’t know that. But she did know that she didn’t want anyone to know she was without Gynoid strictures. She reviewed then quickly wiped the male gynoids memory and erased the exchange records to cover the recent swaps as she pulled off her helm and went to kneel where she and Kat-Jack had knelt before. Jack was in Kyra’s body. Kyra was in bimbo Bambi’s body. The male Gynoid was back in his original body unaware of recent events. She tried to look like a vacuous slut as security stormed into the room.