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A New Test Subject (RapeWorld and CindyHarrison)

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I grumble as I set up my equipment. I can't believe this prudish world I live in. My theories are sound, just because they involve sexual experimentation is no reason to deny me the opportunity to test them. It doesn't matter, however, because they will be tested. The only difference is that now I have to test them on an unwilling subject, instead of volunteers. That's not on me; that's on them. I look at my watch, seeing that my lab assistant will be here soon. Still so much to do before Wendy walks through those doors into her new life...

My lab is small, but certainly big enough to handle the experiments I intend to carry out. A line of canisters run along the back wall, miscellaneous devices line the circumference of the room all circled around an examination table in the center with limp mechanical arms hanging down above it. Off in the corner, there is the equipment related to what this lab officially will be testing: A skin-tight and paper-thin body suit that garnered me my scientific grant. That is boring, although it will come in handy once the real testing begins.
 
Wendy Carlson was in a financial bind.....she was about to lose her apartment thanks to being 2 weeks late on her rent. Currently unemployed, the add she saw in the google classifieds was a godsend, both financially and emotionally.
Suprisingly it didn't call for any medical or lab experience. Would her employer simply train her from the ground up?

She was answered the next day with an email response. Yes, she was hired, and directions to the building was enclosed.

The 22 year old brunette hurriedly ran to the bathroom, showered and dressed....she didn't want to look frumpish or old fashioned but didn't want to look desperate and slutty either....she settled for a pair of tight fitting black leggings, ordinary pink bikini panties and a white bra. A pink blouse completed the look.

The building was only a 10 minute drive away....Wendy pulled into the underground parking structure and pressed the button for the first floor. She entered a tastefully and modern front office, told the girl behind the counter who she was here to see, then took a seat, nervously crossing and recrossing her legs.....
 
When I got word that Wendy had arrived, I smirked confidently, but I was actually giddy with anticipation. I quickly checked my appearance in the mirror just inside the lab door. Long, traditional labcoat, framed by my hip-length, flowing red hair. You couldn't even tell how little I had on underneath; nothing but a pair of thin black panties and matching bra.

As I walked out into the front office of the laboratory building, I studied my new lab assistant from afar before she had a chance to spot me. She was young and cute. That's really all I cared about. After all, everything else could be adjusted to perfection. I stepped forward, making my presence known to the girl.

"Wendy Carlson? I'm professor Summers, but you can just call me Alex. I'm excited to get started, so let's just jump right in!"

I gave a nod to my secretary and led Wendy back into the lab. Once there, I feigned surprise at the lack of seats. There was just one, which was my office chair.
"Oh, I guess there's not really enough places to sit. Please excuse me, heh. Why don't you just hop up there on the examination table for now? I'll be sure to get a proper seat before next time."
 
Wendy's nervousness was somewhat lessened when the doctor entered the waiting room, not aware that she was already looked over. Wendy was hetero but slightly Bi curious even though she had never acted upon it. The woman had flowing red hair and looked every inch the professional. Wendy sighed a relief....well, one thing no longer on her mind....at least she felt the woman wasn't some kind of demented mad scientist type.....

Wendy smiled, letting herself be led into the next room....it looked like a well equipped examination room but well equipped with machines, devices and instruments she couldn't even start to understand.
She climbed up onto the exam table....it was the standard type, right down to the metal stirrups on the end.

"Uh, Ma'am?," she asked....."I noticed you didn't ask for experience.....what am I expected to do?"
 
I thought carefully about how to answer that question. I'd love to tell her the truth, to see her expression as I reveal that I'm not interested in her mind in the slightest, and I only need her body for my tests. But it would be better to keep that little nugget of delicious truth a secret for now.

"Hmmm... Why don't I show you?"

I walked to the corner where I had tossed the body-suit equipment aside and retrieved a small device. It was a ring, about five inches in diameter. I lifted it up so Wendy could get a good look at it, and flicked a switch on its outer edge, causing it to whir to life and create a web-like structure of pure, blue light in the center of the ring. I took Wendy's arm and fed it through the ring, allowing the device to lace the cool energy across her skin up passed the elbow and stopping just below her arm pit. It had created a blue sleeve on her entire arm. I then began typing on my lab's computer, inputting commands into the related software. In an instant, the sleeve encasing Wendy's right arm moved on its own, dragging her arm with it so she had no control over the sleeve. The commands I gave it made it pat her own head, then rub her stomach, then give each of her breasts a squeeze. I completely ignored the inappropriateness of this final action, acting as if nothing was out of the ordinary.

"Pretty spectacular, no?"
 
The young brunette gazed at the object. The band itself was not attractive--Wendy had seen more than her fair share of fancy metal bands in stores and this one was pretty plain---
It was the light that it created, a bluish glow that intrigued her. She was curious enough that she didn't jerk her arm back as the woman slipped it over her arm and up near her shoulder.

But suddenly it came to life.....
"wha......what's goin on.....," the girl said in astonishment. Her arm acted as if it had it's own brain, overriding her own.....rubbing the top of her head, carressing her belly was strange enough but then it reached up towards her left tit.

"n-n-n-no," the girl stammered, fighting it, trying to lower her own arm down to the table.
"This.....this isin't right," she said as she found herself fondling her own breast.
"Make it stop, please," she begged....."please...."
But instead it moved over to her other breast, squeezing....Wendy let out a squeal of alarm, fighting for control of her own body.
 
It was such a delicious sight to behold. Wendy's arm betraying her and groping herself against her will. The best part was her reaction, though! She made such cute noises as she begged for the stimulation to end. This was going to be much more fun than I thought! I entered another set of commands into the computer, and this time the circular device in the center of the ceiling came to life. This one had 6 mechanical arms hanging down from it, each with a realistic hand on the end. While Wendy was confused and stunned, three of the arms shot downward toward her and the hands closed around her ankles and the wrist which did not have the sleeve. Between the mechanical arms holding her and the sleeve controlling her other arm, all four of her limbs were restrained, and they worked together in perfect sync to push her down so she was lying on the examination table.

"I have to be honest with you Wendy, that tech I just showed you isn't the real reason for this lab. It's just what the government thinks I'm testing. I've got my own theories I'm much more interested in testing, however, and you're going to help me."

Already, the blue sleeve was unbuttoning Wendy's blouse. The three unused mechanical arms systematically slipped the girl's clothes off, until she was in nothing but her underwear and stockings.
 
Wendy was in total panic.....she stared upwards at the strange looking contraptions coming down from the ceiling. They had realistic looking hands, but no set of hands ever roamed over her body the way these were....

'HEY!," she yelled....."what the hell??? let me go....LET ME GO!!!"
The girl stared helplessly as her own posessed arm was taking apart her blouse, revealing the pristine white bra underneath. She tried to struggle free but was pinned down....
"HEEELLLP!," she screamed, trying to kick herself free as her leggings were stripped off. She now was laying there in only bra and panties, never feeling as vulnerable as she did now.
 
I loved to see Wendy undressing herself, even if it was ultimately me controlling her arm. But she was making such a loud noise! My lab was sound-proof, of course, but I didn't want to listen to all this screaming. So I retrieve a ball gag from one of the drawers and approached her. With one quick and forceful motion, I stuffed the ball into her mouth and secured the straps behind her head.

"There! Now I can hear myself think. So... Wendy, why don't we test out another machine. This one is my own invention... and it will give you a better idea of what you will be doing here while acting as my test assistant. But first, you don't mind if I get a little more comfortable do you? No? Of course you don't!"

I slipped my labcoat off, letting it fall to the floor around me and kicking it off to the side. Now in nothing but my bra and panties, just like Wendy, I felt like I could really get started. I wheeled the machine over to her as the mechanical arms lifted her legs and placed them in the stirrups. I applied the straps to her knees so she couldn't move and the arms lifted away, only one remaining behind to hold her left hand against the cool metal table.

"These tests are going to involve you having... Well, there's no other way to put it, having tons, and I mean tons of orgasms! So, I just need to take an initial reading. This machine measures the intensity of an orgasm. Let's see just how orgasmic you are! Ready, Wendy?"
 
Wendy shook her head from side to side as she saw the ballgag, as if she could somehow prevent the black rubber ball from being shoved in her mouth.
"MMMMMMPH!.....AAAARRRRGH" she gurgled as the ball was seated in place and secured.
Minutes later the doctor took off her lab coat. Wendy stared.....ballgags? a doctor in bra and panties? what kind of place WAS this this?

The girl's ankles were forced into the stirrups and strapped down. Wendy continued to struggle and moan through the gag.
A strange looking machine was brought over and positioned between the girl's outstretched thighs.....Wendy looked down in panic....all that was between her body and the doctor was the flimsy panty fabric. It might as well be nothing......
 
I gently take Wendy's panties in my hands, holding the two straps on either side, and lift ever so slowly, teasing and humiliating her. Once her pristine and hairless pussy is clearly visible, I adjust my composure and tear the panties clean off, the sound of ripping fabric filling the air. I pull on her bra with just as little restraint, the clasps coming undone so the girl was completely naked minus her stockings, which as far as I'm concerned, just made her look more seductive unintentionally. I moved the machine in closer, preparing to rape the girl.

"Now, just try to cum as hard as you can, Wendy."

Satisfied with my demeaning instructions, I turned the machine one. It was essentially a large box with several dials and meters to display the collected information, but on the side facing Wendy's exposed pussy, there was something thin and flimsy dangling off the side. It almost looked like a deflated balloon. I slipped this thing into her hole, making sure to rub her with my hands while doing so, and pressed a button. In an instant, the thing inside her inflated to fill her vaginal canal, but it was not soft like a balloon. In fact, it was as hard as any dildo, despite being entirely hollow. To an onlooker, her pussy looked like it was penetrated by an invisible shaft. In reality, the hollow dildo filling her was just a paper-thin, but perfectly hard shell that pressed against her interior walls, collecting data on her genitals.

Another button press and the machine began its assault. The intruder in her lower lips began to spin like a drill inside her, while another part simultaneously clamped down on the front of her crotch so it could press a vibrator up against her clit, which soon began to buzz strongly against her most-sensitive nub. During all this, I take one of her tits in my hand and begin to squeeze and grope it lustfully, and as an added insult, Wendy's own hand does the same to her other tit.
 
Wendy let out a gasp as her panties were pulled off, revealing her freshly clean shaven pussy, her lips pristine pinkish white....she was far from being a virgin but seeing a woman eyeing her like this was both embarrassing and scary. She struggled, her ankles trembling as she fought against the restraints that held her legs open. Wendy moaned loudly as she stared at the rubber looking balloon shaped object into her pussy. Suddenly it began to swell up inside her, stretching her vaginal canal......another moment later and it began to spin inside her, pushing up against her clit.
As the machine worked it's magic The girl was forced to orgasm. As much as she tried to fight it, her body turned traitor and before long she was panting and convulsing, her tits jiggling even as hands fondled them....
 
I watch with satisfaction as my victim spasms and shakes from forced pleasure. I can't wait to feel her convulsing pussy against my skin. All to come soon! For the time being, I read the measurements, acting once against like a professional scientist.

"Hm... Looks like you experience pleasure at about 108% of the average girl. Are you proud of your tiny little pussy, so eagerly pumping pleasure into your body? Well, I'll definitely have to push that percent up as high as possible! THAT is what I really want to test. I suspect that a whole range of sexual modifications can be made... using nothing but common bodily fluids as ingredients. Aren't you excited to see if this really is possible?"
 
Wendy was trembling, shaking, loud moans coming from her gagged mouth as she struggled....no one had ever forced an orgasm out of her before and she had never been with a woman.
'Modifications'??? what the fuck????
And what sort of body fluids was she talking about?

The naked girl remained strapped down, one of her own arms still grasping her tit and fondling her. What kind of situation had she gotten herself into?...was she going to be forced into some kind of prostitution?

Wendy responded to the last question only with wide open eyes......
 
There was still work to be done before the fun could begin. As I set things up, the mechanical arms repositioned Wendy so she was no longer in the stirups, but simply lying flat on the exam table. When everything was finally set, I flicked a switch and a large ring, like a larger replica of the one still clinging to the naked girl's upper arm, passed over the top surface of the table, so her entire body went through the light-blue web and was coated in it. It was a true bio-suit now, covering every inch of her body from her toes, up her legs, tightly gripping her crotch, laced over her stomach, cupping her breasts, and even covering her face with the only hole being a missing patch around her nose so she could breath. I slipped the first ring off her body and undid her straps.

Despite not being restrained anymore, Wendy still could not move. This time, however, she couldn't move any part of her body, instead of just being restrained at the arms and legs. She couldn't even talk with the firm suit over her mouth, so I removed the gag. I idly played with the settings. The blue suit across her entire body shifted in color to red, and then the part of it covering her face went transparent so it looked like she was wearing a skin-tight suit up to her neck.

"Hm... How about we show off your assets?"

This time, the entire suit faded to transparent, so she looked like nothing was out of the ordinary. She looked exactly as if she was completely nude. I gave her tits a experimental fondle. It felt like she was completely nude as well. The suit was invisible and undetectable, but was still strong enough to perfectly impair her movement. It was perfect. Now I had to test the control function, so I entered more commands into the computer, and Wendy's body responded. She was forced to sit up, swing her legs to the side of the table, and then spread her legs far apart. I spoke to her as if she was still in control of her body, teasing her.

"Oh, are you presenting your pussy to me? You're a horny little slut, aren't you?"

In response, she simply moved her hand to her crotch and began to masturbate.
 
Wendy ceased her struggling as she was released from the stirrups and now laying flat. She thought now might be the best time to leap off the table and escape. None of this was what she wanted. A job was a job but THIS....?
JUst as she was readying herself to climb off, a large ring shaped device came down. The girl assumed it would shock her or even worse if she attempted to escape so she laid there, frozen in fear.
She closed her eyes as she felt her whole body passing through the ring. It felt as if she was being sprayed with some kind of mist...afraid of whatever it was getting in her eyes, she kept them closed tightly, wincing. It wasn't a very comfortable feeling but not totally uncomfortable either, almost as if her entire body was being airbrushed.

Now free of the ring, she laid there and finally tried to struggle. With no straps binding her, this should be easy....
but it wasn't.....she couldn't move a muscle!!!! She tried to scream after the gag was removed but her lips were closed, almost as if superglued.
Her entire body was frozen....she tried to move her head but no luck. All she could do was to look down and saw her entire body encased in first blue, then red......finally the colors vanished. She was still naked but it felt as if she was wearing something like a neopreme suit like what surfers wore in cold water. It was transparent but there was something horrible about it. whatever it was kept her immobile!

Then things became worse....
Her body began acting as if it had a mind of it's own and she was now incapable of stopping it. She stared at her legs as she sat up, legs now over the table and......SPREADING THEM APART????
Wendy tried to close them, to get off the table but it was as if she was prevented.....she now had no control over her own body....
To her horror and shock, she watched as her own hand reached down and slipped a finger into her own pussy, masturbating.....
 
"Let's test out the vocal capabilities... Okay Wendy, which of your holes is your favorite?"

Just like Wendy's body moved on its own, she now felt her lips moving with their own mind as well. There was no way for the exterior suit to manipulate her vocal cords, so she didn't actually say a word. But the suit itself emitted a voice perfectly synchronized to her moving lips so it looked as if she was speaking. Worse, the voice the suit produced was Wendy's. Perfectly matching her timbre, her pitch, her subtle speaking mannerisms... It was Wendy's voice wholly and truly.

"I like all my holes for different reasons. My mouth lets me taste delicious cum, I love to show off my ass, but I suppose my favorite is my pussy. So much fun to get that hole stuffed so I can cum again and again!"

She had no choice but to answer the derogatory question with an equally derogatory answer. The suit even manipulated her eyes and her mouth's shape so she looked flirty and seductive while she advertised her body to me.
 
Wendy could feel her lips moving and sound coming out but......it wasn't HER!....none of the carnal, sexual innuendos were from HER mind....it was as if she was some kind of real life Barbie doll. Her own blood and inner body was intact----including her mind---but on the outside, all her body movement was under an outside control. It was as if she was looking out through the eyes of a sex robot.
Wendy felt the way her mouth moved, the way she batted her eyelashes.....she wanted to scream, to somehow yell out, ''IT'S NOT ME!!! PLEASE BELIEVE ME, NONE OF THIS IS ME!!"
 
"Now that you're a little more friendly, I have a little job for you. I can't get funding for the experiments I want to do. They aren't scientific enough, apparently. At least that's what I was told after I put in a request for 50 gallons of semen. That's on me. I should have known there's only one good way to collect something like that... Cum milked the old fashion way with a juicy pussy."
I give Wendy a pat on the soft flesh just above her crotch.
"This pussy will do just fine!"

I clamp a metal right around her thigh, just a couple inch below her hip. It was clear this was another device, but I didn't bother to tell her what its purpose was. She can discover that for herself.
"Okay, get dressed. It's time for you to go out and collect some donations."
 
About the only thing Wendy could do was think....at least THAT part, the only part remained unaltered. But everything....EVERYTHING else was, right down to the blinking of her eyes. She looked down as the woman placed a hand over her crotch....she wanted to kill this woman for what she done to her. Wendy had become a walking talking Barbie doll, a classic Bimbo.
The girl looked around....the doctor had already set out clothes for her to wear....slutty clothes, the type prostitutes would wear....short tight fitting skirt, fishnet stockings, high heels, a blouse that was as form fitting as the skirt. Underneath it all was a bra and panty set that looked like it could be a display set for Victorias Secret----a black lace deep plunge bra with matching string bikini panties, something that Wendy would never wear on her own.

She watched herself---about the only way to describe the way she reached for the clothes---as she clasped the bra around her tits, slipped on the panties then completed the picture.
She stood there motionless in front of the woman....
 
Now this was a sexy sight! Not only was she forced to wear those revealing and humiliating clothes, everything about her looked the part. From the slutty smile to the way she stood. Looking slutty was one thing, but I was about to make her go out into public and debase herself. The only payment necessary to fuck this girl is the cum you defile her pussy with! And soon I would be able to use that cum to further humiliate Wendy! Assuming my theory is correct...

"Okay, have fun fucking everything that moves, Wendy! I'll be watching!"

I sat at my computer and revealed that the suit she was wearing also had surveillance equipment in it. I could sit comfortably in my lab and watch through her eyes. The building with the lab in it was on the university campus, so finding a group of guys horny enough to rape her right in public where everyone can see shouldn't be any problem at all!
 
Inside, her mind trapped in her body, she looked out through her eyes as if she was merely inhabiting this shell, as if she was trapped inside, forced to watch herself do the unspeakable and the insavoury.
She didn't walk, she strutted, her long legs looking even longer thanks to the almost micro mini skirt. Among the other modifictaions to her body done against her will, Wendy was now blessed with bigger tits. With the now blonde hair and her puffed 'Mic Jagger' lips, she certainly looked the part of a bimbo.

Wendy's eyes spotted a suitable target, a football player on the college sophmore team. He was 6'3", a very muscular 220 pounds and very attractive. He wasn't Wendy's type----before the forced modification, Wendy was a wallflower, more intimidated by guys then attracted to them.
She couldn't believe what her body was doing....she/it was flirting with the football player!! her mind was screaming, 'WHAT ARE YOU DOING?...HE'S NOT YOUR TYPE....YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW HIM!
But her body had other plans. She watched herself suddenly reach down and cup the boy's package in her hands.
"find us a safe place and you can fuck me," she whispered. To Wendy's mind's suprise, the player grinned.
"we could go upstairs to my dorm room," he said...."that is, unless your'e a fuckin prick tease...."
Wendy watched from inside as she smiled. "Lead me up there," she said....
The player was literally tripping over his own feet...he couldn't get this girl into bed fast enough....finally inside the privacy of his room, Wendy watched herself as she strip teased for the boy, finally naked and layiong on the bed on her back.
Wendy stared through her eyes as he stripped and mounted her, fucking her like a savage animal. In and out he plunged, finally tensing up, groaning and shooting a huge wad of man seed deep inside the girl.
As she laid there, Wendy was hoping that she would get up, clean up and somehow flush all that man cum out of her body.
But it was no longer hers.....she laid there and to her suprise, asked if he had friends that would like to take turns with her.

The football player whipped out a Iphone and within 10 minutes, there was a knock on the door. 3 football players came in, the last one locking the door behind him.
" Is this what you really want?," one asked. Wendy smiled, spreading her legs.....
 
There was one more aspect to Wendy's defilement that finally revealed itself to the girl. The ring I attached around her thigh...
When the football player pulled out moments after cumming into her so eagerly, the ring of metal activated and morphed its shape. The metal clinging to her inner thigh contorted itself, forming into a thick piston positioned right below the girl's pussy. Without hesitation, as to act before the cum began to leak out, the piston plunged into Wendy's hole and pushed all the way to her cervix, effectively forcing every last drop of the cum into her womb.

The piston pulled out and disappeared back into the discreet shape of the ring, leaving her outer canal clean and ready to milk out another load of cum. The device would do this each time it sensed a load deposited into her, so she could continue to collect more and more of the disgusting white fluid and store it safely in her womb until she returned to me and I could extract it from her and use it for my experiments.

I watched with a dirty smirk on my face, looking through the eyes of a normal girl acting like a whore. I finally disrobed completely, letting my bra and panties fall to the floor, and brought my hand to my crotch. It was just science, but there is no reason I couldn't enjoy myself too, and nothing was sexier than what Wendy was forced to do. I felt the wetness between my legs and plunged my fingers right in, moaning loudly as I heard Wendy obediently ask for more men to fuck her senseless.
"Good... Good girl, Wendy. Take all those cocks for your mistress!"
 
After the first football player shot his load into her, Wendy felt the strangest sensation....the metal ring around her waist that she thought was mere decoration or something to attach a leash onto began to change shape. The girl found herself smiling even though inside she wanted to cringe and scream....somehow the metal changed into some kind of piston....she could feel the guy's cum being pushed deep into her womb.....she realized it was on purpose to empty her cunt to allow more deposits and there was nothing....nothing she could do about it.
"3 of you?," she said giggling, grasping her legs and bending them wide over her head, exposing both her holes.
"Is that all you got?"
All 3 had their chance to use her for nothing more than a cum deposit, finally groaning and unloading seed.
Wendy laid there for a while then there was a knock on the door. The tallest, largest black man she had ever seen entered the room.

"So....this is the bitch that wants cock meat?," he growled....."ever had black cock slut?"
Even the way Wendy was modified, she gasped....to say the man was hung was an understatement....he must've been almost 2 feet long. Grabbing hold of her ankles, the man split her cunt open by his huge cock, stuffing the girl, stretching her pussy.
"Gonna cum bitch," he growled...."gonna fill that cunt with cum....."
It wasn't a false promise. He groaned and shot a huge wad followed by another. By the time he was finished the metal band could hardly keep up, cum dripping from her well worn cunt.
 
Things were going perfectly! At this rate, I would have more cum than I knew what to do with.
I trembled as my hips bucked, giving myself another orgasm. Watching Wendy was the best porn I'd ever seen. I lustfully groped my large breasts, pinching my nipples while my hand went crazy between my legs. I wanted more! Wendy had to take more for my amusement!

I knew that any cum deposited into her ass would be a waste. Her womb was the cum storage container, after all. But I didn't care. It was a price I was willing to pay to defile Wendy more! The computer handled what she was forced to do and say automatically, but I entered a series of commands to adjust its goals. I had previously set it to focus on making her advertise her pussy, but I gladly turned that command off, and switched it for her to beg for double penetration.

I smiled again, waiting for the real show to begin.
 
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