chrystalwynd: From Chrystal Heights New You Clinic: After Liz’s embarrassing bovinication at the han
chrystalwynd: From Chrystal Heights New You Clinic: After Liz’s embarrassing bovinication at the hands of CW- when CW had tricked her into a cowbell collar that turned her into a dazed, mooing cowgirl with cute horns, big, lactating boobs and an inability to stop anybody from stepping up behind her and helping themselves to the naked cow-girl- Liz was now faced with another problem. The horns didn’t go away when the collar came off. Liz was furious. CW thought it was hysterical. Liz was now walking around with embarrassing cow horns poking up through her hair! When she got her hands on CW, she was SO going to let him have it! But first, she had to get rid of these embarrassing horns. After an assessment from a specialist, it turned out that it would be an easy surgical procedure to have the horns removed. They wouldn’t even need to shave her head to do it. It would be quick and easy and that would SO show CW she could handle him. Liz was scheduled for immediate surgery and the next day, she showed up ready. She put on her gown, and was positioned on the table. Numerous electrodes were attached to the horns and connected to a laptop computer. Diagrams of the various neuron paths throughout her brain were on the monitor. It was an unnerving look at the inner workings of her brain. The gas turned on and her eyelids began to feel heavy. Her limbs were heavy and she couldn’t move at all. But she wasn’t out yet. And then Liz heard a voice that didn’t belong to any of the doctors. “All right,” said CW, “let’s get started.” Liz gasped, but was unable to move, to react in any way. The anesthesiologist checked her eyes, then her vitals, and he adjusted two dials. Liz’s eyes slid shut and she drifted into a dreamlike state, hearing voices that sounded far away. ”All right, the face. What are we looking for?” “Big eyes. Raised eyebrows. Perpetually surprised expression.” “Cute. Fine. Easily doable. Hang on. Okay, got it. Next?” “Cute little button nose. You know the type.” “Working. Hang on. No, nurse, the other set. Yes. Okay.” “Thick lips. Enough to cause a lisp.” “Hmm. Can do. Hang on. What filler?” “Silicone heat.” “Diluted?” “No.” “Undiluted silicone heat? She won’t be able to even eat with her lips causing her orgasm.” “Yep.” “Okay. Injecting. A little more. A little more. Oh, she’s going to be adorable. Next?” “Hair follicles. Electric stimulated to full growth, top out just below her waist. Line the follicles with silicone heat.” “You realize brushing her hair is going to cause her low-grade arousal.” “Yes.” “Okay then. This will take a few minutes.” “All right. Follicles done. She’s going to have big, waist length hair, with accelerated growth until it hits the growth limit. Next?” “Her voice. This is where your expertise comes in, doctor, because you’re going to have to program her brain as well as her vocal cords.” “That’s what the laptop is for. I can’t change her personality, but I can change how her body reacts physically. Let’s get to work on the voice. What are we looking for?” “All right. Voice resonance should be soft, breathy, cutesy little girl.” “That’s a physical setting. Move the monitor over here, nurse. Right there. Good. Adjusting vocal cords here…and here…hang on…hang on…got it.” “She should separate the syllables of her words slightly. Maybe go up in pitch at the end of a word? Or maybe even make it sound like she’s inserting a question mark at the end of each sentence.” “Hmm. That’s a little more complicated. Yeah, that has to be hardwired directly into her brain. Hang on. Good interface here. She’s got a very good brain, this Liz does. She’s not going to be happy with what we’re doing. All right…hang on, making the adjustments…I really don’t want to screw up the math here…okay, micro-pauses inserted…okay, this should work. I assume you’re aware that she’s going to sound like the world’s biggest ditz even if she’s reading one of Einstein’s theorems, correct?” “Of course, doctor.” “Good. Next?” “Now we’re looking to hardwire some phrases into her brain.” “Such as?” “For example, if she tries to say something like, ‘Oh, damn’, it should come out as ‘Oh, bubblegum!’, no matter how hard she tries to swear.” “Hmm. Interesting. Yes, I think I can do that. It’ll take a little Boolean algebra to adjust the vocabulary output, but it can be done. Give me a few minutes.” “All right, done.” “Insert the phrase ‘like’ to appear randomly in her sentences.” “Hmm. All right…we’ll start off with a percentage chance increasing exponentially the more words she uses.” “Replace ‘totally’ with ‘totes’.” “Done.” “Name defaults to ‘cutie’ unless she knows their name.” “Done.” “Can you program her brain with a wardrobe?” “Sure. Within reason.” “Let’s say she can only wear mini-skirt and she put on jeans. What would happen?” “I can make it so her skin reacts to it like an allergic reaction.” “That’ll work. Here’s a list of what she should wear.” “All right. Nurse, type this into the computer while I set up the neuro-paths.” “All right, doctor. One last thing before the physical doctors move in. We want her nipples, lips, clitoris and anus sensory areas to completely dominate her awareness. She’s going to have bumps pressing directly against her clit at all times. Even a walk across the room should leave her gasping with arousal and completely unable to think about anything else. Can you do this?” “I get the picture. Give me a few minutes.” “Okay.” “Okay, that was actually pretty easy. Done.” “Cool. One more thing, doctor. I forgot to mention it earlier.” “Yes?” “Can you set it so she is unable to orgasm unless she has caused someone else to orgasm?” “Hmm. That one’s tougher. It’s got to bridged to her experiencing sudden contact with semen.” “Understood. But what about if she’s pleasing a woman.” “Dammit. I’m going to need to run a sub-program that’s dependent on her recognizing a female orgasm. Wait…let me run this sub-sub-program…yes…yes, this will work. Okay, you got your request, but realize there’s some possibility of her body mistakenly orgasming because a woman is feeling unusually hormonal that day.” “You mean she may orgasm from hugging a woman who’s having her period?” “That could theoretically happen, yes.” “That would be funny. Do it.” “You’re a strange man.” “I know that, doctor.” “All right, it’s done. Now what?” “Now the biological doctors move in to form her body into the ultimate sex kitten. Tiny waist, wide hips, big butt, big boobs…even the perfect belly button. She won’t be able to walk or talk without getting crazy aroused and the only thing she’ll be able to think about is making people orgasm so she can orgasm.” “You realize these mental changes are only temporary, right? Her natural willpower will slowly fix her brain. It’ll take months…okay, more like a year…but her brain will slowly fix itself. Granted, her muscle memory will be hardwired to orgasm at the slightest touch, but…” “I know, doctor. Thank you for what you’ve done. Could you please remain here to help network her brain with her body?” “Certainly.” “Thank you.” And then the world went dark. -- source link