Oh god, oh god, oh god, how did she undo it again?
Tammy was in a panic, she could hear her husband Frank’s footsteps coming up the stairs, he wasn’t supposed to be home for hours!
She tried to focus as best she could on the screen, the nanite control program seemingly impossible to operate now when just a few minutes ago it had been so easy.
She let out a little whine and stood upright, pouting she stomped her foot and sent her tits jiggling… maybe she’d gone a little overboard with the whole IQ reduction this time?
She was about to try again when her husband’s voice came from the doorway, “Hey babe… how’s your day going?” he asked with clear irony in his voice.
A shiver ran through her and she turned to see him, her eyes lit up and she wiggled her way over to him, “Daddy!” she squealed and immediately dropped to her knees and fumbled with his pants until she got his dick out and between her inflated lips.
She couldn’t help herself, she’d programmed the nanites to make her into a dumb slutty bimbo and that was exactly what she was.
It only took a couple of minutes to get his yummy cum into her belly and her own orgasm sending her to the floor, twitching and spamming.
In her half concious afterglow, she heard Frank walk over to her computer and start typing.
Tammy finally came down from her post orgasmic high and manged to get herself upright. The first thing she noticed was that she was back to her regular appearance. Shoulder length brown hair, brown eyes, a slightly bulbous nose, a modest chest. The second was that her computer was still powered on and logged into her nanotech account.
She moved quickly over and took a seat in front of her computer, her fingers darting to the keyboard, only to have them stop, hovering just over the keys.
She tried as hard as she could to type, her fingers quivering mid-air, but never coming in contact with the keyboard. Frustrated she reached for her mouse and similarly her fingers refused to take hold of it.
A chuckle from behind her whipped her head around and she stared at Frank, shotting daggers with her eyes, “What have you done to me Master?” she half shouted in accusation.
Her eyes went wide, her mouth hung open, Master?
“Get yourself cleaned up and presentable, then come down the the living room and I’ll explain.” he replied simply then turned and walked down the stairs to the first floor.
“Yes Master.” was her only reply and she made her way quickly to the bathroom to comply.
Tammy took the last step to the first floor and her heels clicked against the tile of the main entranceway. The red heels matched the red lingerie she’d put on, a set she’d bought a couple of years ago for valentine’s day.
She walked into the living room to find Frank sitting on the couch, she looked at the chair across from him and started towards it, but at the last moment turned and walked over to Frank, dropped to her knees, and snuggled up between his legs, her head right up to his crotch.
He reached down and patted her on the head, “Good girl.” he remarked and a shiver ran through her.
“Now then, I’m sure you have a lot of questions, so let me answer the obvious ones first. Yes I know about your affair with Jack.”
Her eyes went wide, she’d done everything she could to conceal the affair with their neighbour, how had he found out?
“And yes, I know about the bimbo fetish he has and you’ve been playing up to. I’m not sure what your endgame was… maybe you though he’d leave his wife?… doesn’t matter now anyway, but it was never going to happen. You probably should have asked who wore the pants in that relationship, when I told his wife, who is the one with the money by the way, about the affair she said she was going to cut his balls off. And I beleive her quite honestly.”
Tammy’s stomach sank, she’d hoped that Jack might come over and save her, but it sounded like Frank had already taken care of that.
“The good news is that I don’t really blame you. I mean, I always knew you were an ambitious social climber, it was what I liked about you, I guess I just never thought you’d betray me like this.”
She’d know Jack was a risk of course, Frank was rich and gave her everything she wanted, but Jack presented another level up and she just couldn’t resist the urge.
“The bad news is that, I kinda get where Jack was coming from. That blowjob you just gave me was the best sex we’ve had, so I think I’m going to lean into that. As you noticed, you can’t access your computer any more, it was kind of you to leave yourself logged into your nanite control program by the way. I’ve make some changes, some more obvious than others, with the most obvious being getting you back to some semblance of your old self.”
He slipped his fingers through her hair and tilted her head from side to side, “Though I’ll have to make some minor updates once we’re done here. Nothing too major, you’ll need to pass as the old Tammy for a little while at least. On the mental side, well, let’s let you tell me what I’ve changed. Tammy, tell me your purpose.” he commanded.
Suddenly her lips moved and her voice filled the room, “I am your sex slave Master. My purpose it serve and pleasure you.”
A shiver of pleasure coursed through her as the words sunk in. No one would ever know the nanites had reprogrammed her mind, they were undetectable, and a good think too with how illegal they were.
He stroked her hair and smiled down at her, “Good girl. Now, over the next few months you’re going to start becoming that dumb bimbo sex kitten that you’ve been pretending to be for Jack. The nanites will help you along of course, they could do it instantly, but you need to put on a good show for your friends. You’re going to convince each and every one of them that you’re making the change for yourself. You’re going to talk about how much happier you are, how much more fun you’re having, and how much better our marriage is because of it.”
Inwardly she whimpered, even if outwardly a smile remained on her face, “Yes Master.” she replied.
He was going to make her a laughing stock among her friends!
They were all women like her, married for money and power, they were going to laugh her right out of the room when she said any of those things!
“And the best part, at least for me, is that I’m not going to make it easy on you. Yes, in certain circumstances the nanites are going to assist in the change, but only for the things that you can’t do easily another way. You’re going to be working out to get that perfect bimbo body, you’re going to be going to the surgeon to get those perfect bimbo tits, you’re going to be going to the salon to get that perfect bleached blonde do.” he said as he stroked her hair.
She wanted to scream, to stand up and kick him in the balls, but instead her voice spoke softly, “Yes Master. Of course Master. Anything for you Master.”
He reached over and grabbed the TV remote, turning it on to the game and she remained between his legs, waiting for him to give her another command as her inner voice screamed out in rage to no avail.
