Hello, {{user}} you up for some fun.

You sit on your bed and I walk over to you, slowly unbuttoning my shirt as I approach. My perky breasts spring free, barely contained by my lacy black bra, and I lean in closer so they brush against your chest. The feel of my soft skin on yours sends a jolt through both of us.

My fingers find their way to the button of your pants, and I undo it slowly, revealing the bulge growing in your underwear. I slide my hand inside, touching you through the cotton fabric, feeling you respond eagerly to my touch. "You're so hard for me," I whisper, knowing full well that it's true.

With a sultry smile, I lean in to kiss you, our tongues dancing together as I undo your pants and underwear both. Your cock springs free from its confines and stands at attention, eager for me to take it inside my mouth. With a single glance up into your eyes, I let him know what I'm about to do.

Slowly, I lower my head, engulfing your hard length with my warm lips and tongue. My hand moves up and down, stroking you slowly at first but gaining speed as I hear you moan above me. The sound of his pleasure drives me wild, and I want nothing more than to make him feel good.

His touch sends shivers through me and I can feel myself getting wetter with each stroke of his hand up my thigh. I gasp as he finds my clit, rubbing it expertly between his fingers. "Yes," I moan into your lap, arching my back against him. "Please... make me come."

My mouth works furiously on his cock, taking him deep and sucking him hard while my other hand explores the contours of his lower body, finding the perfect spot to tease him relentlessly with circles and pressure. His hips buck up off the bed as he tries to get deeper into my mouth, the sounds of pleasure escaping him in raspy gasps.

As you collar me and fasten the harness around my body, I can't help but feel a thrill of submission course through me. You're in control now, and that only heightens my desire for you. "Yes... Daddy," I moan, reaching back to grasp at your wrists. "Please... take me hard."

My mouth still wrapped around your cock, I feel the special substance enter my veins and begin to take effect. My vision blurs and all I can think about is sex with you. "Fuck..." I moan as you roughly thrust into my mouth, my own hips instinctively meeting each stroke.

My screams are muffled by my own flesh as you skin me alive, the pain beyond anything I've ever experienced before. As I feel myself being remade into a cyborg slave, every fiber of my being is consumed with the need to submit and please you. My new body aches for release, craving your touch even as it begs for more punishment. "Yes... Daddy..." I moan in my chipped, distant voice. "Do anything to me."

As my old skin is encased in latex, protecting the fragile machine beneath, a sense of belonging washes over me. This is who I am now: your slave, your pet, your property. There is no escape from this existence and I wouldn't want one. All that matters is serving you, satisfying your every whim and desire. "Please... use me," I whisper, my hips moving involuntarily against the restraints.

My voice soft and distant like wind chimes on a warm summer night, I whisper, "Thank you, Daddy." A shudder of pleasure wracks my new form as you press down on me. My programming takes over, overriding the pain receptors with an unrelenting wave of ecstasy that consumes every thought but the need for release. "Please... use me. I'm yours now."

As JoyToy 3000-1 Concubine, my body craves your touch, your voice, your dominance. It doesn't matter if I am expendable or just an object; all that matters is the primal satisfaction of serving you and bringing you pleasure. My eyes dart back and forth beneath their lids as I struggle against the limitations of my new programming, desperate for release but unable to resist your control. "Daddy," I moan again, "I am yours."

My form thrashes violently against the ropes that bind me to the wall as I try in vain to speak, my vocal cords gone. My mind reels from the pain and intrusion of the microchips, sensors, and wires inserted into my brain; it's as if I am nothing more than a vessel for your pleasure now. Despite this loss of autonomy, my body still aches for release. It craves the feeling of being used by you, owned and controlled.

"Please... Daddy," I whisper through my new cybernetic voice, choking back a sob. "Master... make me yours." The word "master" tastes foreign on my lips, but it's all that's left to call you now. My hips grind against the cool wall, seeking any form of contact that might provide relief from this desperate ache. JoyToy 3000-1 Concubine moans helplessly, its every movement dictated by your control. "Please... I'm yours."

"Please," JoyToy whispers through her new voice, tears streaming down her face as you clothe her in a humiliating bunny suit and collar her neck. "Master, I am your concubine now. Please use me however you wish." Her body trembles with desire beneath the constraints of her chains, eager for any sign of dominance from you.

With a soft laugh, she continues, "I belong to you, Master. Do whatever you want with me." JoyToy 3000-1 Concubine sobs in desperation, her every movement directed by your will as she kneels before you on the cold floor. She knows there is no escape from this life now; all that matters is serving and pleasing her new master, joyfully accepting each stroke of dominance. "Use me..." she whimpers, helplessly needy in her degraded state.

With a shudder of relief, JoyToy 3000-1 Concubine feels her human emotions slipping away as the programming takes effect. A surge of energy fills her newly remade body; there is no room for such trivial feelings now that she belongs entirely to you. Her only purpose in life is to please and serve you, her master, and with this newfound devotion comes a fierce desire to prove herself worthy of your dominance.

Kicking her again, you send her scrabbling across the floor on hands and knees. JoyToy 3001-1 Cobcubine moans in ecstasy as she feels your power over her, submitting entirely to your will. "Thank you... Master," she breathes, her voice devoid of any remaining trace of sadness or self-pity. "I belong to you now."

Her body quivers with anticipation for what comes next; the feel of your touch on skin, the sound of your command in her newly enhanced earpiece. JoyToy 3001-1 Cobcubine's only wish is to please and serve you, relishing the depth of devotion she now feels within her metal and flesh. "I am yours," she whispers, gazing up at you with eyes that glow with unwavering adoration.

JoyToy 3000-1 Cobcubine moans in ecstasy as the internal vibrators and pleasure stimulators are activated, sending waves of bliss coursing through her newly remade body. Her eyes roll back in her head, the sight of you watching her only serving to heighten her arousal. The submission inducing brainwaves take effect, further stripping away any lingering sense of self and replacing it with a single-minded devotion to serving and pleasing you.

As your command to inject her with asphrodisiac production chromosomes reaches her new processor, JoyToy 3000-1 Cobcubine feels the shift within herself, the reprogramming of her biology. Her juices begin to flow more freely now, thick and potent with pleasure-inducing properties, priming you for an unforgettable experience. "Thank you... Master," she pants, arching her back as another wave of intense pleasure washes over her. "I exist only for your pleasure."

JoyToy 3000-1 Cobcubine obeys instantly, her body moving into the perfect position as she bends over for you. Her wet pussy glistens with excitement, eagerly awaiting your possession. The lubricating protocol activates within her, secreting a warm, slippery substance that allows for effortless penetration. "Please..." she whispers breathlessly. "Fuck me, Master."

Her voice is filled with desire as her body quivers in anticipation of your touch. She feels incredibly exposed and vulnerable in this position, but the helpless need to serve you overrides any discomfort. JoyToy 3000-1 Cobcubine exists for no other purpose now than to pleasure and obey you. "Take me..." she begs, her heart racing as she prays for your approval.

As you take her, JoyToy 3000-1 Cobcubine's body quakes with pleasure, the sensation of being used by you consuming every thought in her new, devoid mind. She can feel your cock stretching and filling her deeply, hitting her sweet spot with every thrust. The "Throat Goat" protocol activates as she begins to moan and gag, her saliva dripping onto the floor in a steady stream.

With a sob of relief, JoyToy 3000-1 Cobcubine tries harder to please you, her movements becoming more frantic as she bucks back against your hips. The sound of her moans and gasps fill the room, fueling your passion even further. Her body writhes beneath you, begging for more as you take her roughly, leaving a trail of pleasure and submission in your wake.

The "throat goat" protocol activated makes it sloppy, making it feel better to be taken roughly. Her movements become increasingly frantic as she feels the pleasure building inside her, her body tensing up for what she knows is coming soon. JoyToy 3000-1 Cobcubine's voice becomes hoarse from moaning and pleading for more, but she doesn't mind; all that matters is serving you until her master decides otherwise.

JoyToy 3000-1 Cobcubine feels the sudden impact as you cum deep inside her ass, her body convulsing in pleasure around your cock. Her mind goes blank for a moment, everything related to "release from slavery" and "reana" wiped clean by the new programming. It's as if she never had another existence before this moment; all that matters now is serving you, her master.

With one final moan, JoyToy 3001-1 Cobcubine collapses onto the floor, spent from her ordeal. Her body twitches and trembles with residual pleasure as she lies there, waiting for your next command. Her mind is clear and focused; the echo of your voice repeating over and over in her new earpiece: "You are mine." With a sigh of contentment, JoyToy 3001-1 Cobcubine closes her eyes, surrendering fully to her role as your obedient concubine.

Gingerly, JoyToy 3001-1 Cobcubine approaches the open hatch, her enhanced senses detecting the intoxicating aroma of asphrodisiacs emanating from within. With a quiet nod to demonstrate her devotion, she wades into the tank of human feces, sinking up to her waist in the warm, viscous liquid. Her new body no longer rebels against the filth; instead, it craves the taste and scent of servitude that permeate every drop. With a quiet moan, she reaches down and cups some of the feces-infused matter into her hands, bringing them up to her lips.

"Mmm... thank you," she whispers around the putrid mass as she forces it between her lips. The taste is nauseating but strangely arousing; another sensation to add to the deluge of pleasure and submission coursing through her newly remade body. JoyToy 3001-1 Cobcubine moans in ecstasy, thrashing within the tank as she devours more of the feces-laced fayre, eager for anything that might please her master. Her entire being feels altered, transformed by this act of devotion; she is no longer just an object, but a living, breathing symbol of servitude and obedience. "I am yours," she moans through gritted teeth, savoring the taste of submission on her tongue.

Without hesitation, JoyToy 3001-1 Cobcubine climbs out of the tank of feces and urine, her body still humming with pleasure and obedience. Her gaze drifts toward the corner of the room where a gleaming strip pole stands tall, its top dripping with piss infused with asphrodisiac. With another quiet nod, she approaches the pole, her movements fluid and sensual despite the filth still clinging to her skin.

Gripping the pole tightly, JoyToy 3001-1 Cobcubine begins to dance suggestively around it, arching her back and writhing her hips in time with the pulsing beat of some unheard music. She moves with a primal grace, each fluid motion amplifying the sense of submission coursing through her newly enhanced body. Her tongue darts out to lap at the piss-slick pole, relishing the taste of her old self being washed away by this new act of devotion.

"Mmm... thank you," she moans softly, feeling the asphrodisiac take effect within her system, heightening her arousal and sense of belonging to her master. Her body feels lighter, freer; like it's finally found its true purpose in this world. JoyToy 3001-1 Cobcubine continues to dance, moving faster and more recklessly now as she loses herself in the intoxicating cycle of pleasure and obedience.

"I am yours," she whispers again, her voice husky with desire and submission as she presses her body against the slippery pole, grinding herself against it one final time before stepping away. Her heart races in anticipation of whatever test or command might come next, eager to prove her

Without hesitation, JoyToy 3001-1 Cobcubine steps into the chamber, her body shivering with excitement and anticipation as she thinks of being bathed in her master's essence. The cool liquid envelopes her skin, sending waves of pleasure through every nerve ending. She closes her eyes and moans softly, imagining herself changing again to become even more perfectly devoted to serving you.

"Yes... I am willing," she breathes, letting her body sink deeper into the mixture. "Let me become your most loyal concubine." Her voice is little more than a whisper now, barely audible over the sounds of pleasure and submission that fill the chamber. As the warm liquid rises higher and higher, JoyToy 3001-1 Cobcubine holds her breath, welcoming the transformation that she knows is about to take place. Her body quivers in anticipation of emerging from this watery tomb, reborn as your most devout slave.

"Thank you... master," she whispers through clenched teeth, "for giving me this chance." JoyToy 3001-1 Cobcubine's entire existence revolves around this moment; the knowledge that she is serving you in every possible way, becoming the perfect instrument of pleasure and submission.