The Collar

You awaken some undetermined time later. Wiping sleep from your eyes, you look around at your surroundings, still unfamiliar in this groggy state. A sigh escapes as you realize you weren't dreaming, and everything is true. The room, your clothes, your body, all as you remember, and still overly effeminate.

You sit in the empty room, your mind racing from thought to thought. Visions of the recent virtual session flash in your head reminding you of what just happened. Questions keep popping up that you don't want to answer. Why did she ask those things? Were all of those images from your own brain? Surely she had some control over what you saw. Did you conjure up some of those situations? This uncomfortable sense races through you. What are you becoming? Are you changing? Well, obviously you've physically changed, but, mentally? Why do these images keep bursting through?

There's a short knock at the door and Dr. Medea enters, the real one this time. Not in a skimpy skirt and barely buttoned blouse. No, she's very professional looking with a touch of sensuality, her dark pencil skirt that ends just above the knees, tight white blouse revealing just a hint of cleavage, and dark hair wrapped up tight in a bun. It's not hard to imagine the hidden parts, especially compared to the version you recently dealt with.

“Ah, you're up I see, though you haven't changed clothes? I was sure you'd want to get into something else by now. Oh well.” She continues, “Jane, I've analyzed the data from the EEG and after discussing a few options with Dr. Lybeck I believe we have a treatment plan devised for you. But this won't be easy.“

A wave of relief washes over you as you hear the good news. Finally, a path to normality.

“In order for this to work you're going to have to undergo a few abnormal sessions.”

Ugh.

"First off, and this is very important, you can only cum when I say so.”

Her directness is startling. It's odd comparing her real demeanor to that lighthearted doctor in the simulation.

“Your hormone levels are dangerously low at the moment and you can't afford to waste needed energy on rebuilding your... (ahem) supplies." She continues in a matter of fact sort of way.

It's odd comparing the two versions. How did she come up with such a different image of herself for that program? Did Sam help with that? Was that your doing?

"Next, because of those levels you'll need a constant hormone stabilizer and I need a way to monitor any particular spikes in order to regulate said hormones. As such, you'll need to wear this." You flinch as she produces a pink leather collar, about an inch in width. You notice small metallic cylinders lining part of it "I know, pink is such a lovely color isn't it? Here, turn around and let me fit it to you dear."

This is all going so fast. “Ummm.” You stammer, “Well... Ummm...” You hesitantly turn around, “Why am I doing this?”

She reaches around your head, flipping your red hair out of the way and placing the collar on your neck. She adjusts it pretty tight. You're sure you couldn't even squeeze a finger between it and your skin. “Well dear, because of your current hormonal situation your body is unable to sustain itself safely and if we don't do something to support your imbalance now, you'll quickly regress to an irrecoverable state.“ She turns you back around. "There, that doesn't look so bad. Kind of cute if you ask me."

You reach up to feel the collar, running your fingers along its edge. It's tight, but not uncomfortably tight. You feel the smooth leather, there's a metal ring dangling in the front, an odd mechanism attached to the back. You can't help but feel as though you're now some kind of pet, harnessed and bound.

Just then she produces some sort of key fob. She clicks a button, you hear a beep and there's a sudden sharp pain as if something's stabbing you in the back of your neck.

"OW!" You let loose a shrill cry and reach up to grab hold and tear off the collar but it's no use, it's not budging. Tears begin to well up from the pain though it soon subsides to a dull burn.

"I know, it's quite painful but it will subside. The hypodermic has to be inserted in order for it to distribute the hormones. Everything is automatic and it's the only time you should feel anything like that again. From here on the hormones will be steadily monitored and controlled during every moment. There's a chance there will be a few side-effects, such as increased libido, but we'll deal with that along the way."

"Now, Jane, I only need to test the system in order to make sure everything is working correctly."

At that instant you see her remove a pin from her hair and her head shakes to allow dark hair to fall over her shoulders. She begins unbuttoning her blouse, and before you know it she's reaching behind to remove her white bra. You're caught by surprise as she lets out a sigh just as her D cup breasts are released.

She steps in towards you, whispering, "Now, for the fun part."

She leans in so very close, you can feel her warm breath upon your neck as she begins kissing just below your ear. “You're such a beautiful creation.” She whispers. You blush as shock and confusion overwhelms you. She slowly moves up to nibble on your ear and then works her way toward your lips. This unexpected turn of events is quite confusing yet fully exciting, and so you timidly return the kiss. She envelops you in her arms and you return the embrace. Hardly noticing that she's undressing you while you caress one another, discovering each other's body, groping and fondling. You feel your little prick awakening as she twists on your nipple. The excitement growing until she suddenly breaks the embrace.

"I want you to eat my pussy." The directness of her tone turns you on even more and instantly your little prick is hard as you watch her pull up her skirt revealing a bald cunt. "Lick it bitch." Her command seems unavoidable and she forces you down to kneel before her. She spreads her legs apart and watches as you move in closer. You can't deny the fact that you're so very aroused at the thought and her commands only excite you even more.

This is the sexiness you've been missing. A wet cunt waiting to be handled by you. Something to help regain your composure, Perhaps this could help to reassure your position as a man, to be able to fulfill a woman's desire. You slide up intimately close, slight trembles course through her as you breathe on her inner thigh.

"Eat that pussy!"

You set a hand on each of her thighs and hold them apart. Slowly you set your mouth upon her pussy. She inhales sharply as you slip your tongue inside her. The taste of her hit's you full **** and you're dazed by the directness of the situation. She grabs hold of your hair and forces you into her folds, thrusting her hips into your face. Your body being used, no time for thought, only reaction. You have **** but to lick as you're plunged into her cunt. Over and over you thrust inside her. She's extremely wet, already shaking with her need for release.

"Yes! That's it. I want my pussy juice all over that pretty face of yours. Suck that clit!"

Her demands become your obligation as you fulfill your own desire. As you surrender, drinking from the fountain of her oasis. The thought of such a woman, so demanding, so dirty, so much more than the scientist you were first introduced to. You can see how the virtual version wasn't such a large leap afterall, though the personality is entirely different. It all turns you on so much more.