Crystal panics!

Crystal began moving towards Bill and Georgia. Looking around she picked up an empty vase sitting by the kitchen doorway.

"Crystal, no!" Bill yelled.

As Georgia turned around Crystal smashed the case into her head.

"Mom!"

Crystal stood in shock, "I couldn't let her see me, master."

Bill checked her pulse, still good, but he needed to make sure nothing else may be wrong.

"Help me get her to the Lab," Bill said, "I need to scan her brain to make sure she doesn't have a concussion. Then maybe I can fix this situation."

Crystal grabbed Georgia's legs while Bill grabbed her torso.

They plopped her down on the same dentist chair that Bill had placed his father before turning him into Crystal.

Bill turned on the brain scanner of the modified hair dryer to make sure no damage was done. According to the machine she had a minor concussion, but it would heal on its own. He was about to remove the device when the doorbell rang.

"Shall I get the door?" Crystal asked.

"No! You've done quite enough," Bill said, he pointed at her cum covered body, "Clean up this mess and I'll be right back."

Bill walked out of the lab and towards the front door. Who could it be this time, he thought. Opening the door he was created by a delivery guy.

"Are you Bill?" The man asked.

"Yes."

"I've got the parts you ordered," he said shoving an electronic signature pad at Bill.

"I didn't place any order," Bill said signing the pad.

"You will have. Amazon's predictive technology knows when you need to make an order before you have time to make it."

"Isn't that a little bit like Minority Report?"

"Hey if you don't like it don't sign up for Amazon Optimum Prime."

The man handed the box to Bill and went back to his van.

Bill examined the box. They were the teleporter parts he needed. Taking several minutes he unpacked the materials and began working on fixing the teleport pad. He could have waited, but his own stubbornness didn't let him leave an assignment unfinished.

When he was done he returned to the lab to find Crystal standing over his computer, the mind cone around his mom's head flashing.

"What happened?!" Bill yelled.

"You told me to clean up this mess, master," Crystal said cheerily, "So I thought I would activate the same program you used on me. That way your mother would be just like me and serve you."

Bill facepalmed, "You idiot you didn't back up or erase her mind before inserting the Sex **** program. Anything could happen to her."

There was a soft moan from Georgia's lips as the machine slowed to a finish.