mr-h-m-bo: twistherpink:She makes a nice bimboslave I know what you’re thinking. She’s g
mr-h-m-bo: twistherpink:She makes a nice bimboslave I know what you’re thinking. She’s got that blank, vapid stare. Like her head is empty, her brain somewhere else. Well you’d be right. Last I checked, her brain was leaving the solar system.Meet Doctor Katherine Niven. Or at least her body. A brilliant scientist and engineer, Dr. Niven was part of the team designing the first manned interstellar probe. Well, ‘manned’ is a bit of a stretch. Part of Katherine’s work was creating a way to upload a copy of the human brain to the probe’s massive computer. From there the brain could control the probe, piloting it, sending it to points of interest. And of course, the mind in the probe might well live centuries exploring uncharted space.You can see why she jumped at the chance to be the pilot. A sort of immortality, and the opportunity to be the first human in the beyond.Well, as you can guess, the transfer kind of worked. Dr. Niven was successfully uploaded into the probe, but some sort of feedback fried her brain and the transfer device. In the chaos, I managed to slip away with her body.Who am I? Wouldn’t you and a half dozen governmental agencies want to know. Let’s just say I was involved in the project. Maybe I was an unappreciated grad student. Maybe a colleague the doctor stole from. Maybe I’m a secret sadist. Hell, I could be the janitor.None of that matters. As you can see, I’ve made a few improvements to the good doctor. She was pretty before, of course, but this is more to my tastes. It was hard work training her of course, fortunately she could eat and drink and (thank god) go to the bathroom on her own, but other than that she was a blank slate. It took weeks to train her to give a proper blowjob, and months to train her to dance.Speaking of which, it’s almost time for Kitty’s first shift at Vixen’s. Wish her luck! -- source link
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