You enter a large ballroom filled with gorgeous women

Still unable to control your movements, you step into a pair of black G-string panties. Then, you walk away from the closet and into some sort of large ballroom. The room is filled with dozens of gorgeous women . . . and some horny men gazing at them. Many of the women there are scantily clad and serving drinks to the men. You look over at one table and notice a woman over there acting very strange, yet the men seemed to be entertained by her behavior. The woman's arms, legs, and head are making odd jerky movements. What kind of place is this?

You walk up to a young, short, unattractive man with dark hair and brown eyes sitting alone at a table. You see the man shift in his seat, and you assume that he is probably adjusting his erection. In the man's hand is some sort of high tech device.

"Hello," he says. "You must be my fembot for the evening."

"Excuse me?!" you ask, not believing that you heard him correctly. You are shocked as you realize your voice pitch has become much higher. You sound just like a beautiful young woman. And why should you not, since that is, in fact, what you now are?

"My fembot," the man repeats, seeming puzzled by your reaction. "Aren't you happy about that?"

You sigh in your pretty new voice. "Okay, look, I'm a woman . . . a REAL woman. I'm NOT a fembot."

"Yes, you ARE," the man insists.

"I'm NOT!" you shout, drawing stares from some nearby tables.

The man hits a button on his device, and suddenly you find that you are unable to speak! As you reach for your mouth, not understanding how you have suddenly lost your voice, the man presses another button. A tiny panel opens on your arm, revealing circuitry underneath your skin instead of flesh and bones! Cold reality hits you; you HAVE been turned into a fembot.

"Convinced?" the man sneers.

You nod your head meekly.

"Good," he says with an evil grin. He begins pressing more buttons, sending more commands into your sexy fembot body. What will you be forced to do next?

Written by an anonymous author

Remote control is overridden - you need to be repaired

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