Let her out

It's hard to think with Kate… you suppose ou should start thinking of him as Mark now, as she's taking over that bastard's life… shoving it into Bitch, and Bitch silently screaming and convulsions over and over as …Mark… sticks a meat rod into its prior owner.

You do your best to focus on the panel in front of you… and it has a big red warning: “Fertilized egg detected. Physical alterations disabled.”

You nod slowly and look through the menus. Anything related to Jo's physical body is grayed out. There's a lot of stuff about hormones and neurotransmitters and nervous system responses and things that are still available, all with little help icons. You read a few of them, along with a few short ‘how to…’ guides within the actual help menu. Apparently it's a straightforward matter to put someone in a highly suggestible state, but they take time to fully rewire a mind. They're absolute while suggestable, but if the state is removed before it's had a couple of days for them to ‘set’, they won't be very strong after the suggestibility is removed - how strong depending on how long they had, and what reinforcement was present.

Logs say you were under the influence for about ten hours… you think back and consider the ones you were given… and immediately have an urge to give Jo a dick so she can rail you… but it's not overwhelming, and you can't right now anyway. You glance at Mark and Bitch going at it doggy style, and feel a twinge of jealousy that Bitch is getting what you crave. You look at the meat rod as it pistons in and out, and can't help thinking that it looks tasty and would go well in your mouth. You consider getting dressed, and find the idea distasteful. You consider the reason Jo gave about not being able to make you male again… and find the idea of a baby growing in you palatable. Getting married naked… piercings… dressing up… giving a titfuck… all feel nice. Kinky, exciting, but not compulsive: Fantasies for alone time. You find you're not particularly subby… you kind of want to be in control, actually… and checking the log, it seems Jo turned your dominance up a bunch as a counter: She did what she could.

You can still recognize you're a mess, and bear little resemblance to who you were a few days ago… but at least you're not a plaything. And Jo just gave you the opportunity to make her yours, after turning to your dominance.

You just sit there for a long, long time, then shake your head, purge the nanites and open the infernal machine, having made no changes at

[all.

Jo](http://all.Jo) gets up, “So not a guy, huh?” She considers, “I can live with it. Umm…” she examines herself carefully, “I was in there for an age. What did you change?”

“Nothing,” you answer honestly, “Check the logs. I spent most of the time reading up on what I could do… and decided against it.”

“Seriously?” Jo widens her eyes as she does exactly that, “So why didn't you…” she trails off.

The warning made the logs, clearly, “Yeah. You're my friend. I'm quite angry with you, but you're still my friend. I'm not about to change WHO you are, and I'm locked out of doing something for cheap laughs, like turning you into a guy with a micropenis for a day. But frankly, the reason I can't do such things is probably punishment enough.”

“I don't deserve a friend as good as you,” Jo starts crying, sitting down and holding her knees.

“Yeah, well,” you kneel down and wrap an arm around her, “‘Bros before hos’, right?”

That makes her laugh.

You hear Bitch collapse, and look over and see she's drooling in a puddle of her own juices, Kate's… Mark, you need to remember that so as to prevent a slip-up that could make Bitch's parents dig into things… Mark gives a satisfied smirk, and kicks the toy on the floor… who just curls up and whimpers.

“So how do we explain her?” You ask.

“That was Kate,” Mark shrugs, “I'll play with her for a few days, and get some help from my parents on disposing of her discreetly. It's far from the first time I've gotten tired of a girl who only wanted my money, turned her into a toy, and gotten bored of her.”

“You're scary calm when discussing…” you begin, and trail off.

“She was blackmailing me, so I couldn't leave her,” Mark shakes his head, “he was getting bored, I had no way out, and I knew what was waiting for me. Jo's plan, as cockamanie and unlikely to work as it was, was my only lifeline. And hey… looks like it worked for me.”

“Ah… after the kids are born…” you begin.

“I'll cheerfully show you how to do pre-programmed changes, show you how to work the bar on the door, and let you at it one at a time,” the new Mark laughs, “I was trapped and ****, I'm not evil… unlike her.” She kicks the woman on the ground again, and Bitch just curls up and whimpers.

“Thank you,” Jo sighs, and turns to you, “...and do you still want this body back? It's… technically yours, still.”

You consider that….