Stacy just looked at the two men, her head mostly empty, and her pussy completely so.
“How is she coming along?” the first man asked.
His name was Jim and technically her husband, but that thought wasn’t in her head at the moment.
“Quite well. As you can see she’s already wearing latex all the time and has gone blonde and pumped up her lips.” the second man replied, technically her spa attendant Tony.
“How much longer before she can come back home do you think?” Jim asked.
Tony rubbed his chin and smiled, “Maybe two weeks, three at tops. I expect her to be wearing the full cat suite by the end of the week and the hood soon after that.”
A shiver ran through Stacy at the mention of a hood and that thought did stick in her head. She’d been having wicked, nasty dreams about being completely covered in latex, from head to toe, so that she was little more than a plastic doll.
Her eyes fluttered and she let out a soft moan as the thought swirled around her head.
“See…” Tony said, “She’s already captivated by the though. The programming had buried it deep inside her head so that she can’t help but want it now.”
Jim nodded as Stacy’s head emptied once more.
“And the rest?” Jim asked.
“She’s scheduled for her tits next week, we’ll wait until she puts the hood on herself to shave her head and remove all her hair follicles with the laser. After that well bleach out her iris, apply the permanent makeup, and, ah, I think you had some piercings specified as well didn’t you?” Tony asked.
Jim nodded, “Yeah, clit and tongue.” he replied.
Tony nodded, “Anything additions you want to make? Quite a few of our clients like a tattoo or 10.” he said with a chuckle.
Jim smiled and shook his head, “No, I want her clean.”
Stacy’s pussy was going wild with all of the talk between the two men and she desperately wanted to ask one of them to fuck her, but of course she didn’t. She’d been told to pose on the back of the love seat and stay quiet, so she did.
“Have you considered picking up one of our accessory packages for when we deliver her?” Tony asked, turning on the salesman voice.
“Nah, I’ve got a closet full of latex outfits for her, I’m good.”
“And what about wigs?” Tony asked.
Jim looked confused for a moment, “Uh… why would I need wigs?”
“Oh, well, don’t get me wrong, you can send her back her for major updates and all, but she’ll still have to go out in public sometimes. You might want to take her to your vacation home, or overseas for some reason, etc. Along with more trivial day to day things like renewing her ID or getting called for Jury duty.”
“Shit… I hadn’t thought of those.” Jim replied, his face deep in thought.
“Not a problem, come on, I’ll take you over to the accessories shop. They’ve got everything you could possibly need.”
The two men left, leaving Stacy there, her pussy needing a cock and her head as empty as her cunt.
Empty except one thought swirling around and around. Maybe, just maybe, if she begged Tony to make her into Jim’s perfect living fuck doll when he returned, she might get a cock in her pussy sooner rather than later.
Her whole body shivered and her over inflated lips curled up just a little into a smile and she hoped it wouldn’t be too long before Tony returned.
