Kevin walked down the stairs to the basement with a smile on his face, all she did was scowl at him in return.

“Bastard…” she mumbled under her breath and she instantly regretted it as the chip in her head activated a dispensed a punishment.

It felt like her whole world was collapsing around her; stress, fear, anxiety, a whole host of emotions washed over her.

“Bambi’s sorry! Bambi didn’t mean it!” her voice cried out automatically as she dropped the band she’d been working out with and dropped to her knees, crawling over to Kevin quickly.

“Bambi’s a dumb slut, Bambi doesn’t know what Bambi says most of the time!” she squealed as the feelings only got worse and worse.

Kevin smiled and patted her on the head, “That’s ok Bambi, I know, I know.”

All the fears evaporated instantly as the chip registered Kevin’s “forgiveness” and injected a hit of pure bliss into her head.

giggle Like, can Bambi suck your cock now? giggle” as everything but pleasure evaporated from her face and she looked up into his eyes like a junkie that had just received a hit.

Which wasn’t far from the truth.

She’d spent the last eight months on “auto-pilot”, the chip controlling her every move. She’d been Kevin’s neighbour before that, a successful computer programmer, with short brown hair and a flat body that no one gave a second glace at.

She’d woken up one night to find a cloth over her mouth and a strong hand holding her down. The next morning she’d woken up in her bed without any sign of the man, so she’d just written it off as a bad dream.

How wrong she’d been. It had taken a week or two for the chip to analyse her nervous system, but once it had, it had taken complete control. She’d walked out of her front door, right into Kevin’s house, and dropped to her knees, sucking him off in the front hallway.

She’d become a passenger in her own body after that, watching her body quit her job, start working out more, changing her looks, including the surgeries, and spending more and more time at Kevin’s.

Once she’d completely retreated from her friends and family, she’d simply stayed at Kevin’s after he’d used her body one day and never left again.

Now though, Kevin wanted more. He didn’t just want a marionette in which the chip pulled the strings, he wanted her mind altered completely so that she was Bambi.

A shiver ran through her as she tried as hard as she could to think of herself by her old name, but it just seemed out of reach no matter how much effort she put into it.

Kevin reached down and touched her cheek and instantly she wrapped her lips around his thumb and started to suckle it. It wasn’t the chip that made her do it, some behaviours were already so ingrained in her mind now that it didn’t need to do anything.

She didn’t know how much longer she could hold out, her resistance was fading day by day. In fact, looking back, it had been days since the last time she’d verbally insulted him.

Kevin pulled his thumb from between her lips and she sucked on it as he did so, it made a nice loud pop when he finally extracted it.

He reached down and pulled her top down over her tits and grabbed hold of one, squeezed it and then gave it a little slap.

“What do you think Bambi, want a titty fuck?”

Her face lit up and she nodded, “Like, Bambi loves her big fake titties fucked! giggle

He chuckled and guided her back over to the workout ball that she’d been sitting on, got her back up on it, and then dropped his pants.

She let out a gasp as the sight of his dick and quickly pushed her tits together, then spread her legs wide and leaned forward so he could stand right in front of her.

He pushed his dick between her tits and she eagerly bounced up and down on the ball, “Bambi’s a big titted slut! Fuck Bambi’s big fake titties baby! giggle

It didn’t take long for a stream of cum to hit her chin and when it did she giggled insanely as a massive orgasm crashed over her.

He left after flicking the last few drops of cum from his dick, heading back upstairs, leaving her sitting there, his cum running down between her tits, a stupid smile on her face.

It wasn’t from the chip, no, the orgasm had been real and she doubted she’d last another week at this rate.

A giggle escaped Bambi’s lips and she couldn’t wait to be Kevin’s dumb bimbo slut for real.

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