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Mr. Fink frowned as one of his best lab technicians in the BTI called him up.
"Sir, the Black Widow's gotten the full body treatment and we're draining her containment pod now. Mindfuck's conditioning seems to have held but with a mind like hers, we'd all feel a bit more comfortable giving her the BTI Conditioning as well."
"She's got tits the size of watermelons now and all those tight muscles of hers are pillowy soft, just like her cocksucker lips. Even if she somehow overrode Mindfuck's commands, I doubt little Miss Superspy will be able to kill anyone with the wet dream of
a body we've just given her. One squeeze of her pleasure pillows and she'll be desperate to get fucked, not to mention what a good spank on that plump rear of her will do to her self-control. Anything else?"
There was an embarrassed pause before the technician continued.
"We've hit, well, kind of a snag with the other Avenger. Ms. Marvel's been strapped into a BTI Conditioning chair but the DNA markers we've gotten from her saliva- well, they're like nothing we've ever seen before."
"Oh, is that all?" Fink replied, his mood immediately brightening. "Luckily, we've just gained a genius in DNA. Call up Dr. Kinky Now from the R&D Labs. She'll sort this Ms. Marvel situation out."
"I- "she", Sir?" asked the confused technician.
"You being a man of science and all, you might know her better by her old name - Dr. Kavita Rao. She was that scientist who created the "mutant cure", a brilliant geneticist and a resource BTI needs if we plan on altering superhuman sluts. She'll be right up.
Don't forget to 'reward' her for helping you after she's done."
He pressed a button on a console on his desk, carrying his voice to the speakers on the R&D floor.
"Dr. Kinky Now, you're needed for a consult on the Body Mod Floor - some naughty blonde Avenger slut's little body won't behave itself and we need you to fix it."
A breathless, India-accented voice replied almost immediately, panting.
"Ah- Mister Fink, Sir! Ooh! I was just- entertaining myself with my new pet. Sex-23's modifications seem to have taken like a duck to water. She's still a bit- ooh! down girl! - ah, FERAL in many ways but she's oh-so-very enthusiastic and great at using her
tongue like the bitch in heat she is. Mmmm, down, girl! HEEL!"
Fink smiled. Between BTI and Mindfuck, they'd been able to make Dr. Kavita Rao into their very own slutty mad scientist. She had the custom Bimbotech bod, making her into a brown-skinned knockout whose lush curves were only covered by a lab coat and sexy librarian
glasses, but all of her brains still intact with one vital difference - she was an addict now. An addict to making perfectly brainless bimbos out of uniquely genetical altered women and getting fucked by them . . . but more importantly getting fucked by all
the hot studs who rewarded her for a job well done. Preferably both at the same time, if possible.
"Just a little more obedience training and- oh, but I do go oooonnnnnnnnaaaahhhhh! Sorry, the cheeky little bitch just brought me to orgasm! HEEL, I said, you disobedient little slut!"
A whip crack sounded followed by a whine and the sound of a locking door and harsh language from the good Doctor.
"There! Now that Sex-23's back in her kennel, I'll be right up to play with our NEW toy, Sir! I can't WAIT to make her the perfect BTI Bimbo!"
"I have no doubt of that, Doc. Make us proud! I want to see Ms. Marvel on her hands and knees by tomorrow - hmm. Preferably as "Maid Marvel", so let the BTI Mental Conversion techs know that before they program her scenario, won't you? I could use someone to
clean up around here and I'd love to see that famous ass of hers peeking out from under an frilly skirt in all it's glory."
"Mmmm, right away, Sir!" purred Dr. Kinky Now her her faint Indian accented tones, clearly turned on. "I can't wait!"
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