The Big Bang Theory: The Mind Control Chip

Chapter One Howard’s Mind Control Chip and an opportunity arrives

Howard Wolowitz sat in the dimly lit engineering lab, surrounded by a maze of wires and electronic components that sprawled across the cluttered desk.

His eyes gleamed with a mix of pride and mischief as he stared through a microscope at a minuscule metallic square between his thumb and forefinger.

This was the culmination of months of secret research, a mind control chip so advanced it could turn anyone into a mind controlled ****.

The device was a masterstroke of his genius, a tool that could rewrite the very fabric of human free will.

Just then a voice broke out interrupting his thoughts……

"Hey, Howard, what's cooking in your lab of horrors today?"

Howard looked up from his microscope, his eyes gleaming with mischief.

"Oh, Hey Penny you know, just the usual," he said, not bothering to hide his excitement. “What you doing here” he asked

“I came to visit Leonard for a while but he got called away by President Sibert, “what you working on?” Penny Asked

"I've got something you might want to see." Howard replied

He waved her in, and she stepped tentatively into the room, her curiosity piqued.

Penny, dressed in a casual t-shirt and jeans, strolled into the lab, her curiosity piqued.

She had known Howard for years, and while he could be a bit of a creep at times,

She had never seen him this giddy about something he'd created

Howard's heart raced as he pocketed the chip.

Howard had longed to bend to his will.

He motioned to a chair and offered her a seat with an air of confidence he didn't usually possess.

“So go on tell me what this project is all about” Penny asked her curiosity piqued as she sat down.

"Just finished a little... side project," he said, his eyes glinting with excitement.

"It's nothing big, just something that might change the course of, well, everything."

Penny eyed him suspiciously, but curiosity got the better of her as she crossed her legs.

"Okay, Howard, you've got five minutes. Make it quick."

Howard's smile grew wider.

"Five minutes is all I need," he thought to himself.

He leaned in close, his voice dropping to a whisper.

"Penny, I've discovered something that can change your life.”

“Something that will make all your dreams come true."

Penny's eyebrows arched in skepticism.

"Really?" she drawled, trying to hide her doubt.

Howard nodded fervently, his hand still in his pocket, fingering the cold tiny metallic chip as he stood up and turned her back to her gathering a syringe of blue liquid and putting the tiny mind control chip inside of it.

"What's that?" Penny asked, her curiosity now genuine.

"Absolutely. It's a new invention, something I've been working on in secret," he said.

"It's designed slow down the aging process ," Howard lied smoothly, his hand trembling slightly as he brought the syringe closer to her.

"It's like Botox but far less harmful, but with a little... extra."

Penny's expression was a mix of intrigue and wariness. "How does it work?" she questioned, leaning in closer to inspect the the syringe.

Howard took a deep breath, his pulse racing. This was the moment of truth.

"It's simple," he said, his voice steady.

"Just a little injection, and you'll see the results almost immediately."

He paused for a beat, watching the wheels turn in her mind.

"But you've got to trust me, Penny. This is top-secret stuff."

Her eyes searched his, looking for any sign of deceit, but all she found was earnest enthusiasm.

"Alright," she said finally, swallowing hard. "But be careful ."

Howard's hand was steady as he pulled the cap off the needle.

He leaned in closer, his breath hot against her ear.

"Don't worry," he murmured, his voice low and seductive.

"You're going to love this."

Penny felt a sharp prick as the needle pierced her skin, she flinched, but Howard's grip was firm, and the sensation was over almost as quickly as it began.

She felt a strange warmth spreading through her body, like a warm blanket on a cold night.

It started in her fingertips and toes, slowly enveloping her entire being, making her feel lightheaded.

"Just relax," Howard whispered, his voice now strangely soothing. "Let it take over."

The warmth grew stronger, and Penny's eyelids grew heavy.

Her body felt as if it were floating, detached from the chair beneath her.

She was aware of Howard's hand gently guiding her head to rest on his desk, and she couldn't find the will to resist.

The world around her started to blur, the noises of the lab fading into a distant hum.

"Good girl," Howard crooned, his voice echoing through the fog in her mind.

"Now, let me introduce you to your new reality."

Penny's thoughts swam in a sea of oblivion, but Howard's words seemed to cut through the haze.

She felt a strange compulsion to obey, to submit to his will without question as the chip had travelled up her body and latched onto her brain taking control of her mind and body.

It was a feeling she had never experienced before, both terrifying and exhilarating.

"Penny," Howard's voice grew firm, yet still gentle.

"You're going to be my good little toy, aren't you?"

The world around her grew darker, and Penny's thoughts grew fuzzier.

The warmth was now a pulsing beat in her veins, syncing with Howard's words.

"Yes, Howard, I’ll be your good little toy" she murmured, her voice barely audible.

Howard's grin grew wider, his eyes gleaming with triumph.

"From now on," he began, his voice taking on a commanding tone, "you will address me as 'Master'. Understood?"

"Yes, Master," Penny responded automatically, the word rolling off her tongue with an ease that surprised even her.

Howard felt a surge of power as the reality of his newfound control washed over him.

He had fantasized about this moment for years, about the day he would finally be able to bend the will of the woman who had once seemed so untouchable.

He leaned over her, his hand on the back of her neck, his breath hot in her ear.

"From this moment forward”

“you will obey every command I give you, without hesitation or question”

“you are now my devoted servant."

Penny's eyes remained closed, her breathing shallow and even.

"I will obey, Master," she whispered, her voice a soft purr of submission.

Howard's excitement grew as he took in the sight of Penny's limp form, now fully under his control.

He had dreamt of this day, of having her at his beck and call, and the reality was even more intoxicating than he could have imagined.

His heart raced as he began to issue his first commands.

"Open your eyes, Penny," he ordered, his voice firm but not unkind.

Her eyes fluttered open, revealing a new emptiness in their depths.

The spark of independent thought was gone, replaced by a vacant stare that sent a shiver down Howard's spine.

She was his now, a living, breathing doll to do with as he pleased.

"Stand up," he said, his voice calm and authoritative.

Penny rose from the chair, her movements mechanical and unnatural.

She stood before him, her posture straight, her expression a mask of obedience.

Howard stepped around her, examining his new creation with a mix of fascination and arousal.

He reached out and traced a finger along her jaw, feeling the softness of her skin.

"You're going to be perfect," he murmured, his eyes traveling down her body.

He began to issue commands, simple at first.

"Take off your clothes," he said,

“Yes Master” Penny replied

Howard watched as she moved with precision, unbuttoning her blouse and sliding off her skirt without a hint of modesty.

Her eyes remained unfocused, her expression blank as she revealed her lingerie.

"Good," Howard said, his voice thick with desire.

"Now, come closer to me."

“Yes Master” Penny complied taking a step forward, her body moving on autopilot.

She was acutely aware of Howard's eyes on her, but she couldn't feel embarrassed or self-conscious.

The chip had erased those feelings, leaving only the need to serve her new master.

Howard's eyes raked over her, drinking in every inch of her exposed flesh.

He reached out and traced the lace of her bra with his finger, watching the goosebumps rise on her skin.

"You are so beautiful," he said, his voice a low rumble.

"Thank you, Master," Penny responded automatically, her voice a soft whisper.

The sound sent a jolt of electricity through Howard's body, and he felt his own arousal growing.

He stepped closer, his hands moving to unclasp her bra.

As the fabric fell away, he could see her nipples harden in response to the cool air of the lab. He took a deep breath, savoring the moment.

"Now, Penny, tell me what you are," he said, his voice a mix of excitement and control.

"I am your mindless sex ****," she replied, her voice devoid of any emotion the chip having finally taking control of mind programming her to obey her Master Howard Wolowitz.

Howard felt a surge of power and lust as he took in her naked form.

"Kneel," he ordered, and Penny gracefully lowered herself to the floor, her eyes never leaving his. He stepped closer, his pants straining against his growing erection.

"Now," he said, his voice a low growl,

"You will show me just how much you want to please me."

“Yes Master I want to please you”

Without missing a beat, Penny leaned in, her eyes fixed on Howard's crotch.

She unbuckled his belt with deft hands, her movements quick and efficient, as if she had done this countless times before.

Howard felt his heart racing as she pulled down his zipper, revealing his swollen manhood.

He stepped out of his pants, and she took him in her warm, soft mouth, her eyes never leaving his.

The sensation was unlike anything Howard had ever felt before.

It was as if she had been programmed to bring him the ultimate pleasure, and she was executing her programming flawlessly.

He groaned in ecstasy, his hands tangling in her hair as he guided her movements.

She took him deeper, her eyes glazed with obedience and desire, her own arousal a byproduct of the mind control chip's programming.

The sight of her, kneeling before him, her mouth moving rhythmically as she serviced him, was more erotic than any fantasy he had ever concocted.

Howard's grip tightened in her hair, his hips bucking slightly as he fought to maintain his composure.

"Good girl," he murmured, his voice strained. "Just like that."

Penny's eyes remained unfocused, her mind a blank slate ready to receive his next command.

Her lips moved in a silent mantra of "yes, Master," her tongue working him with the precision of a well-oiled machine.

The warmth of her mouth was heavenly, and Howard knew that this was just the beginning of his new world.

He withdrew from her and she sat back on her heels, her eyes still locked on his.

"Stand up," he said, and she obeyed immediately, her naked body rising gracefully from the floor.

"You will now perform for me," Howard instructed, gesturing to the cleared space in the middle of the room.

“Yes Master I will Obey” Penny nodded, and without missing a beat, she began to sway her hips and move her hands over her body in a slow, sensual dance.

Her eyes remained vacant, but the way she moved was mesmerizing, her body responding to Howard's silent commands as if he were a maestro and she the most devoted of instruments.

Howard sat back in his chair, his eyes never leaving her.

He felt a sense of power and excitement that was unrivaled by anything he had ever experienced.

His heart raced as he watched her, his mind racing with all the things he could make her do.

"Penny," he said, his voice a gentle command. "Come here."

Her movements were fluid as she approached him, stopping just inches away from his chair.

Her bare skin was flushed with arousal, her breath coming in shallow gasps.

Howard could feel his heart pounding in his chest as he reached out and cupped her breasts, his thumbs teasing her erect nipples.

She leaned into his touch, her eyes still blank, her body responding only to his commands.

"Now, Penny," Howard's voice was thick with desire, "I want you to tell me what you want."

"I want whatever you want, Master," she whispered, her eyes still vacant but her voice dripping with a newfound need.

Howard leaned back in his chair, stroking her cheek with his free hand.

"You will crave only my pleasure," he murmured, watching as her pupils dilated.

"But for now, I want you to tell me what you want."

Penny's voice was a sultry whisper.

"I want to serve you, Master. To give you everything you desire."

Howard's breath hitched, his pulse racing.

"Good," he said, his voice a low growl. "Now, climb onto this desk."

“Yes Master as you command” as Penny obeyed without question, her movements graceful and obedient as she positioned herself spread-eagled on the cold metal surface.

The light from the lab cast shadows across her skin, highlighting the curves that Howard had so often admired from afar.

"Open your legs wider," Howard ordered, his voice a mix of excitement and control.

“Yes Master” Penny complied, exposing herself to his hungry gaze.

He leaned in, his breath warm against her skin as he took in the sight of her pink folds, glistening with arousal.

He slid his hand down her body, teasing her wetness with his fingertips.

She gasped, her body arching in response.

"Does that feel good, Penny?" he asked, his voice a purr of satisfaction.

"Yes, Master," she breathed, her voice a moan of pleasure. "It feels so good."

Howard's cock throbbed with anticipation as he watched her, his fingers sliding through her wetness.

He could feel her quivering beneath his touch, her body begging for more.

He leaned in closer, his tongue tracing a line along her inner thigh.

She tasted sweet and salty, and he knew he could spend hours worshipping her like this. But he had other plans.

"Tell me, Penny," he murmured against her skin, "do you like it when I touch you like this?"

"Oh, yes, Master," she gasped, her hips rolling in response to his touch.

The pleasure was intense, a stark contrast to the emptiness in her eyes.

Howard's cock was now painfully hard, demanding attention.

He positioned himself between her legs, his cock poised at her entrance.

"Look at me, Penny," he ordered, and her gaze snapped to his, her pupils wide with anticipation.

"This is what you've always wanted, isn't it?"

"Yes, Master," she replied, her voice a breathless whisper.

"I've always wanted to be yours, to be controlled, to be a plaything,

Howard felt a thrill of triumph run through him. He had her, completely and utterly.

He pushed into her, her body yielding to his as if it had been made just for him.

Her legs wrapped around his waist, pulling him deeper, her hands gripping the edge of the desk as she moaned in pleasure.

The mind control chip had done its work perfectly; she was his willing and eager servant.

He began to move, his hips sliding in and out of her with a rhythm that was both agonizing and exhilarating.

Penny's moans grew louder, her body tightening around him.

"Good girl," Howard whispered, his voice filled with lust. "That's it, take all of me."

Her nails dug into the metal of the desk, leaving tiny dents as she tried to anchor herself against the onslaught of pleasure.

The warmth of her pussy enveloped him, and Howard felt his own climax building.

He reached up and gripped her hips, pulling her closer as he pounded into her with all the pent-up desire he had held for so long.

Penny’s eyes were now fully glazed over, a look of pure ecstasy on her face as she moaned,

"Oh, Master, I'm going to cum for you."

"Good," Howard grunted, feeling his own orgasm approaching.

"Come for me, my little slut."

Penny's moans grew more frantic as she climaxed, her body shaking beneath him.

Howard watched with a mix of fascination and triumph as the pleasure washed over her, his own release following closely behind.

He collapsed onto her, his chest heaving with exertion. For a moment, they stayed like that, Howard's mind racing with the reality of what he had just done.

He had taken the woman he had lusted after for years and made her his mindless servant.

"You're mine now," he murmured into her ear, his voice still thick with lust. "You'll do anything I say, won't you?"

"Yes, Master," Penny replied, her voice still that of a robotic shell of herself.

The emptiness in her eyes was haunting, yet Howard felt a strange thrill at the thought of having such power over her.

He withdrew from her, taking a moment to admire her spent form, the sweat glistening on her skin.

"You may rest now," he said, his voice still authoritative. "But remember, you are always at my beck and call."

Penny nodded, her eyes still glazed over.

"I will always be ready to serve you, Master," she murmured, her voice a soft echo of her former self.

Howard took a moment to collect himself, his heart racing with the heady mix of power and lust.

He looked around the lab, his thoughts already racing to the other women he knew. The possibilities were endless, and he couldn't wait to explore them all.

He turned back to Penny, who lay on the desk, her body still trembling from the aftershocks of her climax.

He reached down and helped her to her feet, his mind racing with the next steps.

He had to be careful; he didn't want to arouse suspicion. But the thrill of having her under his control was too much to resist.

"Thank you, Master," she said, her eyes still vacant. "How may I serve you now?"

Howard's mind raced with possibilities. "Dress yourself," he ordered, watching with a twisted sense of satisfaction as she robotically complied.

"Then go back to your apartment and carry on with your day as usual and tell no one of this and act like normal”

"Yes, Master," Penny murmured, her voice devoid of any emotion other than obedience.

She slipped back into her clothes and exited the lab, leaving Howard to revel in the aftermath of his conquest.

The thrill of control was intoxicating, and he knew he had to be cautious not to let it consume him entirely.