Julie walked out of the house and slowly down to the pool, each step was carefully placed as she entered the water and the chip in her head confirmed she had thirty minutes of swimming scheduled for this exercise session.
If she’d been able too she would have fought it, but the technology was too advanced, and she should know since she’d invented it.
There were only two problems with her invention; first she had foolishly experimented on herself with the first human implant, second was that her lab assistant Robert had been the one to find the flaw in it before she did.
She had to admit that she wasn’t entire surprised at what he’d done with that knowledge, she’d treated him like a dog for years. Assigning him the grunt work while she took all the credit, and even refusing to put his name on many of the papers she published with critical data that he’d provided.
So, when he’d found the security flaw, hacked into the implant, and overridden her free will… well, she could understand why.
The next year had been a slow transition of power in the lab, with Robert slowly but surely taking on more and more public responsibilities while she stepped farther and farther back, until she finally quit and left everything in his capable hands. Or at least that was what she’d said in her retirement speech.
A year after that Robert had announced the breakthrough “he’d” had and showed the world the implant technology that would change everything.
Robert still liked to rewatch the announcement once in a while with her sucking his dick as he did so. Which was better than the first few months after it when he preferred to fuck her and let her tell him how smart he was and how dumb she was.
She got to swimming and after about twenty minutes the implant brought up her next reminder, it was glut day and everything she needed was in the private gym in the basement.
Robert, of course, had become very rich after the announcement, and the house they now lived in had everything she might need to keep herself in top form.
Of course, there were something she still had to leave the house for. Like her upcoming appointment with the plastic surgeon for her next set of implants, but those were far and few between.
Just as she was getting out of the pool the implant brought up a notification, “Alert! Robert is ten minutes away from the house.”
A shiver ran through her, Robert was coming home early, which meant she wouldn’t be getting her glut workout in after all.
Or at least not the kind she had expected, when Robert came home early like this she often got a completely different kind of workout on her ass.
