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It took a while to realize that nothing was going on. I was just lying on a bed in the middle of a room. No wires or tubes were connected to, or inserted into my body. No ice bath or showers. No headphones playing moaning sounds while machines were poking and prodding me. No VR googles that made it look like I participated in endless encounters with man after man after man. No gynecological chair that locked me in place while a robotic arm fucks my ass in all directions, while I gyrate my lower body and squeeze my buttocks like a slutty fuckboy should. Squeeze. Squeeze. SNAP OUT OF IT!

Woha! They really did mess with me. Just thinking about it triggered me to start squeezing my ass and wanting a long, veiny dick going in and out and in and out. Stop it!

I shifted my body, and was surprised to find that I was almost unrestrained. No shackles or helmet or gag or anything, except for my ankles that were locked in place to the bed. I was wearing a black full body compression suite, but nothing else. I consciously avoided to think about how and when I changed into it, to avoid another attack. My hands ran over the fabric, feeling my body for the first time in what felt like weeks. It didn’t feel different than before. Not the muscle monster that was promised. If anything I had lost a few pounds.

A door opened and a handsome African man entered. He wore flip flops and board shorts, but nothing to hide his well defined, muscular upper body. Abs like a chocolate bar melting in the sun, making the squares rounded, just waiting for someone to start licking them and doing circles around the belly button and NO, I’M DOING IT AGAIN!

“Good morning, I will be performing phase 6 quality assurance”, he interrupted matter of fact with his sexy voice, “How are you feeling?”

“I’m good”, I said, speaking for the first time in a week. In fact I felt great, I realized.

“So this is really simple. All you have to do is tell me what you want to do next. After this checkup you can just say you want to leave, and you’ll walk out of here as you are. The rewrite is now complete and more than 80% of your cells have the updated DNA in them, with thousands of changes. As you know the microbial contents of your intestines has been replaced. In addition many of the substructures in your body have been altered or rebuilt as well, affecting both biomechanics and biochemistry in the body.”

“You’ll have no problems gaining and keeping muscles, while maintaining great stamina and agility. You’ll likely not get sick, are hard to injure and mostly don’t have to consider your diet, at least as long as you eat a lot. And the sex… The sex will be amazing. While the sex drive is perhaps larger than convenient, the payoff is outstanding, whichever way you want to do it.”

I was confused. This sounded almost too good to be true. “That sounds awesome. I want that!”

He flashed a smile and continued. “The other alternative is that we keep you here for a while and push you to your limits. You’ll be working harder than you have ever done before in your life. You’ll be soaked in sweat every day from all manners of exercises. Starting out with specialized equipment to build muscles incredibly fast, you’ll then move to standard weights, gym equipment, cardio and sports exercises. All rest time, when you are not sleeping or getting medical treatment, will be spent doing degrading sexual conditioning. You’ll suck more dicks than you’ve even seen in your life. You have more stuff shoved up your ass than you have ever shat out.”. He was getting increasingly hostile with each sentence, as if he was anti-selling it.

“Before that, as you know, we will completely fuck up your brain. You’ll still be you, but a shitty version of you. We’ll go with a melon scooper in your brain, not giving you a simple brain damage, but specifically targeting memories and abilities that will make you obviously stupid to anyone and a social loser. We’ll then fill the blanks with whatever we want you to know, burpees, power sets, pole dancing, beach volley, disco grinding. You’ll know soccer rules by heart, but have a hard time even learning the names of people you meet. You’ll still know you are stupid though. We’ll leave that bit in, so that when you watch a new Marvel movie you’ll know that you used to be able to follow the plot. When you lose focus while counting both reps AND sets, you’ll know that it used to be simple. You’ll serve no purpose to anyone except as a fuck toy or gym buddy. ”

He had moved ever closer to the bed, while describing this process with more and more disdain. He was now standing just next to the bed where I was sitting. Staring into his smooth abs I felt the heat radiate from his body, and I could feel a hard on building. He was getting one as well.

“We’ll do that, and so much more to you, if you just suck my dick.”, and he pulled down his shorts, revealing his semi-erect, thick, long, beautiful dick. I really needed it in me. I reached out with both my arms to his hips, leaned down and forced him closer. In one swift motion I had his dick in my mouth, working it as hard as I could. I really wanted this beautiful man to shoot his load into me and tell me what to do as soon as possible.

“QC6 complete”, he said to whomever listened.

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