Working on MARCI

Kyle ran into Sam’s room, his bare feet slapping on the floor. “Tell me you’ve got this thing worked out!”

Sam was hunched over his laptop, looking at a command prompt. Lines of code were on the screen.

“Well, not exactly,” Sam said, not really looking up. “MARCI’s subroutines are pretty well protected. And it looks like there are a lot of traps in place that could really screw things up if they’re not dealt with correctly. But...”

Kyle smiled widely. “But? That’s a good but, right?”

“I don’t know yet. I mean, I found out that MARCI is a lot more advanced than I originally thought. It’s got a lot of subroutines. She.... it has an adaptive AI. And there seems to be some pretty advanced things going on behind the scenes. She... it,” he corrected himself again, “It seems like it has some fabrication technology. This house is a lot bigger than it looks. There’s a fair amount of space carved out below ground.”

Kyle slumped. “So I’m stuck like this?”

Sam sighed. “At least till the 29 days are up it seems. I’m sorry!”

Acting much like the teenage girl he appeared to be, Kyle threw his towel down on the floor and stormed off to his room. He flopped onto the bed.

“Do you wish to get ready for bed, mistress?” MARCI asked.

“No. I wish you would stop bothering me on my phone though its super creepy.” He said.

"Very well." Said MARCI as she turned off notifications on Bambi's profile updates.

"Really? Great." said Kyle believing he had gotten he had gotten MARCI to stop eavesdropping and not realizing he had just managed to stop the notifications not stop her listening.

He thought for a bit, and asked, very slowly, “MARCI?”

“Yes, mistress?”

“Earlier when I was with the girls I started to feel weird. Really hot down bellow. It kinda freaked me out. Is there something wrong with the vagina you gave me?” asked Kyle nervously.

"Scanning for possible issues." Said MARCI "Please remain calm." As the room scanned Kyle’s body.

MARCI was silent for a second. The scan showed everything was in working order. Looking deeper she saw the chemical signs of arousal in her body. Drawing the conclusion that this caused the discomfort she connected the dots as only a computer would. Her Mistress had clearly stated she only preferred male sexual partners and yet her body was reacting to female stimulus. This must be what discomforted her. Coming to this conclusion MARCI began working on a solution

“I have identified the problem Mistress and will work to correct it while you rest tonight” said MARCI.

Kyle sighed with relief at that. Things finally seemed to be going his way for a change.

“Would you like to be prepared for bed now mistress?” Asked MARCI.

Kyle suddenly realized he really was exhausted. And sleep sounded pretty good.

Not relishing what he knew was going to happen, he cringed as he said, “Yes.”

Arms came out and carried him into the bedroom. His hair was brushed out and put into a high pony tail. His makeup was removed. A pink nightie was put on, and matching panties were pulled up his legs. He was dropped gently back into the bedroom, where he walked over to the vanity and looked at himself in the mirror. He looked like a girl, without makeup, getting ready for bed.

He flopped back onto the bed, sighing deeply. He wasn’t looking forward to the gym tomorrow.

MARCI interrupted his thoughts. “Goodnight, mistress.” And the lights went out, leaving Kyle to drift off to a fitful night’s sleep.

PS. I'M ABOUT TO WORK ON DREAM NUMBER 2 IF ANYONE HAS ANY REQUESTS OR THOUGHTS ON HOW THINGS ARE GOING PLEASE LEAVE A COMMENT OR SEND ME A MESSEGE.