Let's talk about it.

Matt stared at Megan for a second. She noticed him staring and grinned, but didn't say anything. The doctor was staring at the wall with a dopey grin on his face, oblivious to his surroundings. Matt snapped his fingers in front of Megan's face. Her eyes briefly crossed trying to focus on his fingers, then went unfocused again.

"Yeah?" she asked Matt dreamily. The doctor snickered. "I think he wants something from you. Like your pussy."

Megan frowned and looked down. "It's right here. You want it?"

"You seriously don't have a problem becoming one of these things?" Matt asked Penny. She shrugged.

"Before I took the anesthetic, I would have been horrified. Now I just think about how happy and carefree they are."

"Yeah, but you're already happy and carefree!" Matt said. "These people are morons! You'd sacrifice your intellect for a little more happiness? You've already got more than you know what to do with!"

Megan was now idly playing with her genitals, having gotten distracted by them. The doctor was watching her, his mouth wide open. Penny gestured to them.

"Look at them! They don't have to think or put any effort in to anything! They drift through life without any trouble at all. Besides, wasn't this your idea? Don't you want my ghost to smell my rotting flesh or whatever crazy thing you said back at the house?"

"I do," Matt replied. "I just don't understand why you're so eager for it, but I guess I never will."

"You want my pussssssy?" Megan asked again, putting a hand on Matt's knee. "You wanna feel it?"

The doctor nodded in mock-seriousness. "I bet he does."

"Oh for God's sake, Matt, just diddle the poor thing," Penny said. "She's **** for it and you know I don't care."

Matt rolled his eyes and directed the woman to move her chair alongside his. She did so and reacted with a small squeak when he unsubtly thrust his middle finger into her.

"So you're ok doing this today? Like, right now?" he asked as he slowly stroked Megan's interior.

"I mean, why not?" Penny replied. "It's not like I'm gonna change my mind. Are you gonna change yours?"

Matt sighed. He was starting to rethink his plan. "I don't know, Pen. Seeing these two just makes the whole thing feel so ****."

"She's the worst case," the doctor chimed in. He stretched languidly and yawned before continuing. "I'm still a good doctor when I wanna be, and even when I'm not trying I'm pretty good at talking and thinking."

Megan was now moaning loudly, her eyes closed and one hand over Matt's. He picked up the pace as he continued. "Still, the doc seems like the best case. Do you really wanna be a moron for the rest of your life?"

Penny took Matt's free hand and held it to her chest. "Matt, babe, ever since I told you what I did you've been calling me braindead, lobotomized, a moron, and a corpse. You clearly think I'm already most of the way there. So why not seal the deal? I'm more than happy to get the booster, and since you don't seem to think I'm human anymore, what difference would it make to you? Besides, imagine having access to someone like Megan here anytime you want!"

Megan was now grunting with effort, sweat standing out on her skin. She was holding Matt's hand against her and pinching her right nipple with the other hand. "Yah," she said thickly. "I'll fuck you anytime you want."

"Not you, dumbass," Penny said with a roll of her eyes. "Me. Penny. The same old Penny, just a little dimmer, a little happier, and a lot more compliant. Imagine telling me to walk into walls or letting strangers ogle me. The best part is, I won't even know anything's wrong! I'll be your dimwitted, happy little companion."

She was squirming a little now, clearly getting turned on. Megan, for her part, finally reached climax and let out a series of shuddering gasps before melting back into the chair, her hand still over Matt's. He withdrew it and wiped it off on her face. She didn't react at all.

"So what do you think, Matt? Still up for it?"