The object still hasn’t been tested for 100% functionality.

You can tell that your bimbo sister still doesn’t understand what it means to be an object. At least not in the way you need her to be.

So a lesson is in order.

You grab your phone and hold it up “Now listen, slut,” You say. Emily gives you her attention. “This is my object, is it not?”

Carrie nods in agreement while your sister just nervously looks at you.

“I am free to install and unstall applications, change the wallpaper on it, in fact, there isn't a piece of functionality in this object that is locked to me, and it doesn't ask any from me when I utilize that functionality .”

Emily, her body heaving up and down with excitement blurts out “I am your object!”

You smile “is that so well you allow me to customize your wallpaper.”

“Yes you can tattoo whatever you want.”

“Can I install things?”

“implants, piercings, whatever you want. Make me a bigger bimbo!”

“And what about functionality?” You ask feeling smug

Emily smiles at you “your free to use whatever hole you want.”

You laugh and trace your still hard cock around her pussy lips ”I still feel that there is some functionality that is locked from me.” You place your hand on Emily’s lower abdomen, where you know your sperms are swimming.

Carrie walks up, wraps her arms around your back and whispers into your ear “you can't be serious?”

And you know you’re doing well if you’re scandalizing Carrie.

Carrie smiles and adds, “kinky. I like.”

You look back towards your sister who has just caught on. “Oh…” she looks towards her stomach “I don't know… Ah … What about our parents. What would they say?”

“This phone doesn't limit me from using any of its features nor does it ask me to take any responsibility for using those features. Are you my object or not?” You ask sternly

Emily looks up at you “Y...yes, but that’s a little … Well permanent.” Despite her words, she doesn't pull away or moves, In fact, you feel her pussy inching forward against your cock again.

“That's a good object. Think less with your head more with your body.” You command

“But we.... shouldn’t” she cries as her pussy presses against your cock

“An object doesn't decide what I can or can't do.” You peer at her.

Despite your words, you pull your cock away prompting a look of disappointment from Carrie.

Emily quietly lets out a sigh and whispers “thank you” as she slowly regains control over her body.

“Don't thank me yet. If any object doesn’t do what I need it to, it gets thrown in the trash, doesn’t it?”

Emily gives you a worried look “I... um... what does that mean.?”

Carrie moans to herself, **** melt turned on by what you might mean by such a thing.