The secret 'sub'marine

Jenny scowled in a rather cute fashion as she crossed her arms. "Hummm.... I re-remember somethins." I sat down in front of her. "What is it Jen?" She suddenly shaped her fingers and gave a shout. "Shesh a secret sub!" Rachel slapped her in the back of the head shouting in anger. "You idiotsh! Shesh not a submarine!!" Jenny reared back and walloped Rachel on the top of the head with her fist. "Nots a Submarine ya shtupid bitch! She's a SUB! Like she gets ofs on being spanked!" Rachel rubbed her head for a moment before rearing back with a closed fist. I couldn't have the two of them fighting, so I gently grasped her wrist. Rachel pouted slightly but she reneged to my silent request. "You two said I started some kind of mating right, could her instincts be messing around with her sexual desires?"

Jenny clapped her hands in realization. "YEAH!! Thash....thash what's wrong! Her hornymoans is messing wit her brain!" Somehow, through her garbled explanation, Jenny managed to explain that Kim's basic programming was of a dominant submissive, but she was ALSO programmed with a type of situational programming. The 'mating ritual' would, if followed through totally would make me her dominant mate, but I made the unintentional mistake of starting her submissive programming as well. In other words I fucked up royally. "Is there anything I can do to help her?" Jenny and Rachel both yelped in alarm at the very idea for some reason. "NOO!! Thash the worst thing ya could do nows!!"

I sat back in alarm at their sudden and tandem shout of alarm. "W-What's wrong?! Why shouldn't I talk to her?" Jenny and Rachel booth looked at each other with a strangely apprehensive tone.