Try To Take Him Down

"Fuck you." Kylie hissed at him and ran forward in an attempt to disarm him of the remote. She wasn't about to be some mindless milk-making cow, especially for Crawford, and she wasn't going to give in easily. Unfortunately, she overestimated her ability to change the situation.

"Well, so much for making this easy." Rog sighed and pressed a button.

Kylie immediately dropped to her knees and grunted as she felt her mind melt once more. She held her head, but her arms felt too heavy and weak to stay up and they flopped by her sides. "Fuuuuuuck, wh-whaaa..."

"I'm really sorry, #451. We're done here. I'm not gonna give you time to recover your thoughts this time." Rog spoke as he adjusted a dial on the remote and used it.

"Now we're going to do it the hard way, the way that'll make you into a proper cow. No more thinking, just making milk..."

Kylie slowly moaned as she felt her head emptying. The inhibitor chip sweetly buzzing and making any focus impossible. All she could think of was the sweet, wonderful buzz it made in her brain, and the words the man had said to her, "cow". Was that what she was? A cow? The idea was so foreign, but she found herself nodding.

"...Yes, I'm a cow."

"Cows need names, and this will be yours, #451. Your real name doesn't matter anymore. In a minute, you won't even remember it, only the number matters." Rog explained as the inhibitor continued to hum in the back of her mind.

"I'm....A....Number...4...5...1" She repeated, nodding, and felt like a huge weight had been lifted as her brain grew lighter with every passing second, the inhibitor chip removing every thought that isn't a command.

"That's right and your life is about producing milk." Rog continued and walked over to her, putting a collar on her neck.

"Millllllk...... Moooo." The former CEO drooled a little, and her eyes were becoming glassy, all semblance of her previous life was fizzled out.

"Right....Now this'll go a lot smoother." Rog half-heartedly smirked as he attached a chain to her new collar and led her out of the cell.