Programmed

Rocketgirl must have eventually somehow fallen asleep. She knew that because she woke up when her head smacked the floor and her body slammed down awkwardly behind it. Ms Kyoto had returned and used the hand controller to release the electromagnetic fields holding Rocketgirl to the wall.

"Nmmmmmm," Rocketgirl groaned with pain and discomfort.

"All right, you boyfriend-stealing bitch," Ms Kyoto said. "Let's get to work." The electromagnetic fields kicked in and sent Rocketgirl somersaulting to the center of an iron ring embedded in the floor. Once she was inside it, the iron ring rose up, revealing itself to be a seven-foot tall iron cage with many more iron rings around it spaced about two feet apart. They were embedded on rails that ran vertically to cover the space between them.

"Caged like a pet canary," Ms Kyoto remarked. "And like the proverbial bird, ready to be the subject of an experiment."

Rocketgirl wearily tried to rise to her feet, but her arms shook under the significant weight of the ball bearings lining the inside of her skin. "I'm not...as helpless...as you think," she panted heavily with the exertion of making her lungs work, the ball bearings making it hard to move her chest.

"Well, I don't know about that, you seem pretty helpless to me," Ms Kyoto said. "But lucky for you, Phase Two is going to help you regain some of your mobility. Here, let me help you up." She used the hand controller to lift Rocketgirl to a standing position within the iron cage.

"Much better," she said, "Now we can talk woman to woman. As you know, I'm in the process of completely transforming you from the superheroine you once were into something unrecognizable to yourself. In Phase One, I gave you those wonderful little ball bearings that now line your entire body. They weigh you down enough to nullify your superspeed. They also look rather fetching, and as Lexie can attest, they feel fucking fantastic when they're wrapped around a hard, hot cock."

"Screw you," Rocketgirl spat.

"Says the wanton superslut!" Ms Kyoto replied. "Your ball bearings allow me to control your body as long as you're in this electromagnetic room. But what about outside this room?"

"Outside this room I'm going to kick your ass!"

"Oh, I think not, Rocketgirl," Ms Kyoto smiled. "Not after Phase Two. You see the real advantage to your having a magnetized body isn't that I can control you using magnetic fields. It's that I can program you. You're standing inside a machine that's going to write detailed programming onto all those little ball bearings inside your body. And when it's done, your body will be completely under my control. Not just in this room. Everywhere. Forever."

"That's impossible," Rocketgirl said. "If you could control me, you'd have done it by now."

"Shows what you know about the pleasures of being a supervillainess. No, Rocketgirl. My fun is only just beginning." She tapped on a tablet computer and the iron rings began sliding up and down on their railings. With a few more taps on the tablet, the rings began to spin around Rocketgirl's body with a soft whirrrrr.

Rocketgirl watched the rapidly spinning iron rings slide up and down, further obscuring her view of Ms Kyoto and the surrounding bedchamber. She could see nothing emanating from the iron cage but could feel that something was happening. Her skin tingled; her hairs stood on end; she developed goosebumps.

Occasionally, involuntarily, some part of her body would move. It started with little quivers, a trembling lip, a tapping toe, even a fluttering ear. But soon the involuntary movements became more exaggerated, more alarming. Her right arm rose above her head, her knees bent to raise her feet up behind her butt. At one point she did jumping jacks while singing a chromatic scale.

After a few hours of this, things got worse. The cage began targeting individual ball bearings, causing those to rotate excruciatingly slowly within Rocketgirl's skin while everything else stood still. "Nnnnyyyyyaaaaaaaaaahhh!" she wailed with discomfort every time this happened.

Eventually the iron bars on the cage stopped spinning, stopped sliding up and down on their rails. The entire cage contraption receded into the floor. Rocketgirl remained standing motionless in the center of the circle, her body held up by the electromagnetic fields in the room.

"Let's see if it worked, shall we?" Ms Kyoto said. She flicked a switch on the hand controller, releasing Rocketgirl's body from its electromagnetic hold.