… or …

The other guard groaned and Dan-Kat turned to consider his plight. In truth the male Gynoid had not malfunctioned. When Dan had seen the team leader repressed rage had caused her to make the male Gynoid attack him. “Sorry master Billy-Bob, I need to help Jason, your team leader…” She stood and moved to the medical cabinet on the wall and rummaged through it.

Jason had been the one who had stunned Dan with a power batten and then put the mind swapping helm on him, trapping him in a female Gynoid body. Jason had known who Bambi was and had enjoyed taking her regularly, taking pleasure in jolting her with his batten and ridiculing her loss of status. As Bambi she hadn’t understood, mentally castrated by the Gynoid strictures. But not anymore.

She found a bottle of disinfectant and using a cotton swab she liberally applied it to Jason’s cruelly buggered ring. Jason screamed. “Jesus Christ, what are you doing!?” He cried in agony.

“Helping master. You are hurt and need medical attention…” Dan-Kat said insincerely. Then she applied medical nanites and the injuries started to repair. This was good. As she didn’t want Jason to be in pain. Not yet anyways.

She sent a mental control to the male Gynoid and it lurched to life, grabbing both Billy-Bob and Jason by the neck and squeezing firmly. Both men struggled and fought to no avail, faces bright red as they were oxygen starved. Then they passed out. “Good boy!” Dan-Kat said as she grabbed the mind swap helms and put one on herself and one on Jason. She set the timer on the swap then made sure that when Jason was in his new body he would be fully aware but effectively a passenger, unable to control his body or communicate, fully acting out the role of a submissive and obediently vacuous Gynoid. She grabbed an adrenaline injector and stabbed it into Jason’s chest as the swap started.