A Family for Dr. Gizmo

While investigating the appearance of zombies near a city power station, Witchgirl and Flexi have been captured by the mysterious Dr. Gizmo. Using a strange robotic creation named Digitron 5000, Dr. Gizmo has converted the two women into digital information. Witchgirl and Flexi now stand in a strange, featureless void, facing each other and wondering what will happen next.

"Witchgirl?" Flexi asked. "Are you all right?"

"Yes. I think so," she answers, looking herself over. "And you?"

"I... I... I think so."

"This is certainly strange. I have to admit I'm out of my element, technology actually gives me the willies sometimes, but we've beaten Gizmo before. We'll find a way out of this." She squeezes her hands into fists, testing the reality of her body. "I feel... solid... but different too."

"I am SO sorry... I should have just had you run away. Now you've been caught and it's my fault," Flexi says.

Witchgirl looks back at Flexi. "It's not your fault."

"Yes it is! Dr. Gizmo was MY master... I should have stayed where I was."

"It's okay, Flexi. Remember how easily we defeated him before. "I'd say that in two hours we'll be laughing about this whole thing." Witchgirl points her finger at her. "And don't ever let me hear you say that you should have stayed where you were. You're place is with us." Witchgirl smiles and winks.

From inside the robot, Flexi is dimly aware that they are moving She looks around the blackness, frightened and confused. "You don't know him like I do, Witchgirl. He's smart... way smarter than I am. "He... did things to me. I'm scared."

"We have to concentrate on getting out of here."

Flexi nods. "R... right. Get out of here."

"Does this technology remind you of anything he's used in the past?"

Her brow furrows. "I remember... something... a machine...."

"Yes..?"

"He'd... change my thoughts. Make me... be... different people. Reprogrammed me."

Witchgirl takes her candles out. "Really? That sounds dangerous." She begins to set down her Candles of Teleportation in a circle. "Let's teleport out of here. Back to the house." She steps into the circle. "C'mon."

Flexi hurries into the candle circle. Witchgirl holds Flexi's hand.

But nothing happens. Flexi bites her lip anxiously. Suddenly, a booming voice fills the black void. It's Dr. Gizmo, speaking from everywhere and nowhere all at once, as if he were some kind of God. "Nice try, ladies. But you'll find that all your powers have been disabled." A hideous laugh echoes through the void.

Witchgirl turns to Flexi. "Oh no."

Flexi screams into the blackness. "She has nothing to do with what happened, Doctor. Leave her out of this!"

"She knows too much," the voice replies, "and anyway, don't you want to be together with your friend? Digitron... upload Flexi!"

Once again, Flexi feels herself being converted into digital format. Her body begins to break apart into tiny particles. Witchgirl reaches for her. "Flexi! What's happening to you?"

Chapter 2: Photomanipulation

Flexi finds herself pasted to a computer screen, her body flat, immobile-- two-dimensional. Her powers still do not work, and she can't even move, except she finds that she can speak. "Why are you doing this, Doctor?" she yells.

"Because I can," Dr Gizmo laughs

Suddenly, Witchgirl appears beside Flexi, pasted flat against the screen, her hands on her hips and her legs slightly spread apart. "I... feel... so... flat," she says.

"What a shame," Gizmo says, "but I can correct that forthwith. And then I'll never be alone again."

Witchgirl and Flexi look out from the computer screen at Gizmo, who towers above them, staring down at them ominously. He holds a light pen in his hand. He points the pen at Flexi. "The first thing to go is that silly costume," he says.

Flexi's costume immediately vanishes. The pen causes her body to tingle with pleasure and despite herself, Flexi can't help but feel a little aroused. The arousal passes as soon as the pen is removed, however, replaced by shame and fear. She pants a bit, partially from the fear, partially from the arousal.

Dr. Gizmo points the pen again. "I never liked the plastic skin, felt like being with a blow-up doll. Time for the real thing." Once again, the pen touches her two-dimensional body, replacing plastic with human flesh and hair.

Witchgirl stands like a paper-doll, completely motionless, her hands on her hips, as Flexi is transformed on the computer screen. "Flexi... are you okay..?"

"Yes... yes...."

Gizmo smiles. "Now some bigger breasts, a slimmer waist..."

Flexi moans as her figure changes, tapering in at the waist and inflating cartoonishly at the chest. "That should do it," Gizmo says. "42E. Perfect."

"Gizmo, you lunatic! Leave her alone!" Witchgirl yells, as Flexi's waist becomes more and more wasp-like.

Dr Gizmo laughs. "Now, now, your turn is coming soon enough." He turns back to Flexi. "Now, if you're going to be my wife, you'll need some proper clothing"

"Please, Doctor.... please... don't," Flexi moans. Her eyes widen in alarm as his words sink in. His wife. No, she thinks. Rufus is my husband. He's the man I love. Not Dr. Gizmo. She gasps as her waist continues to taper inward.

"She's married to another man," Witchgirl yells, "and if he finds out about this, you're going to be sorry. You can count on that! He's twice the man you are. Ten times. One hundred times."

Dr. Gizmo runs the pen along the screen. "Doubtful."

The pen is slowly turning Flexi into a sexed-up version of a 50's television housewife. She is now moaning softly to herself, her mind lost in the pleasure the pen is sending coursing through her new body.

"That'll do for now," Gizmo says eventually. He turns to Witchgirl. "Your turn, daughter." In an instant, she is naked as well.

"Doctor... wait..." she moans.

Gizmo pauses, amused and arrogant. "Yes?"

"Don't do this," she gasps. "There must be some shred of decency in you."

"Wrong," Gizmo says nonchalantly. He touches the pen to her again and she gasps. "Such a lovely body, but still not good enough."

Witchgirl's body becomes taught and more athletic Her breasts swell to a 38D as her legs lengthen. Her hair becomes long, growing lighter until it is blond. Witchgirl closes her eyes and moans. Even her face is different. She looks like a completely new person. Gizmo smiles. "Much better. Now for some clothes..."

With a few taps of the pen, Gizmo places a pink and white cheerleaders uniform on her. He taps her lips and they grow more pink and shiny. He taps her feet and white sneakers appear on them. She moans again.

"Now that's what the daughter of Dr. Gizmo should look like," he says.

Witchgirl gasps. "Please... I'm not your... daughter. I'm the daughter of Magnus Mysterious."

Dr Gizmo smiles. "Not anymore" He pushes a button on the console, and suddenly Witchgirl and Flexi feel their minds being attacked, their thoughts draining away like water going down the sink. It doesn't feel unpleasant. In fact, it feels wonderful, as if their brains, their very souls were being scrubbed clean.

Gizmo laughs. "Your memories and personalities are slowly being replaced with new programming," he says.

Witchgirl speaks as if she is talking in her sleep, slowly and awkwardly. "Flexi, hold on. Hold on to your personality." Her voice grows more and more quiet, less and less forceful, as the programming begins to take a stronger hold on her mind. "Oh," she says. "It... it... feels... so good."

"Yes," Flexi says. "So wonderful. Mmmmm."

Witchgirl is now smiling. She is no longer fighting the programming. She is embracing it. "Soooo nice," she says. Even her voice sounds different. There is almost nothing less of what she once was. Her old memories are popping like little soap bubbles in her head. "Oh yes, sooooo good," she says.

Flexi is smiling too. She no longer even thinks of herself as Flexi. She is Mommy Gizmo now, loving wife of Dr. Gizmo and mother of Cheerleader Gizmo.

She smiles over at the now transformed Witchgirl. When she speaks, her voice is soft and syrupy. "I'm glad you're happy, sweetie-kins. I'm very happy too. Happier than I've ever been in my entire life. I feel SO much better now that your father got rid of that nasty Flexi."

Cheerleader Gizmo stands with her hands on her hips, dressed in her pink and white cheerleaders uniform. When she speaks, her voice is high and bubbly. "Me too! Gosh, I feel so happy! Thanks, Daddy!"

Mommy Gizmo gushes with joy and tranquility. "Goodness me... look at the time! I need to start fixing dinner!:

Chapter 3: A Family Affair

Dr. Gizmo checks the data on his instruments. All the readings are perfect. Flexi and Witchgirl have completely embraced their programming. Their bodies have stabilized. They are now no longer who they once were; they are now Trudy, otherwise known as Mommy Gizmo, and Jenny, otherwise known as Cheerleader Gizmo. "Digitron," he says. "Download my family."

Mommy Gizmo and Jenny Gizmo appear in the center of the room, Mommy Gizmo teetering on her 5 inch heels. Jenny Gizmo smiles and sighs deeply. Her new body feels absolutely great!

"Thank you, dear." Mommy Gizmo says to her husband. "It's so nice to have our family back together again!"

Jenny Gizmo looks down at herself. "Thanks for the great redesign, dad! I especially like what you did with my tits."

"Jenny!" Mommy Gizmo says. "Nice girls don't use the word 'tits'!"

Dr. Gizmo grins. Jenny Gizmo smiles slyly. "Sorry, mom." She turns back to Dr. Gizmo. "My breasts. I like what you did with my breasts."

Mommy Gizmo nods approvingly. "That's better, dear."

Jenny Gizmo pushes out her chest a little more. She's so proud.

Dr. Gizmo takes a step forward, leering at his daughter's chest. "Let me get a better look at them." Mommy Gizmo feels a bit jealous and thrusts her own mammoth chest out a bit.

"Of course, they're not as big as mommy's," Jenny says.

Dr. Gizmo smiles rudely, staring down at her. "No. But you're still a growing girl."

Jenny Gizmo is so excited she's almost hopping up and down.

Dr Gizmo says, "I like both sets." Then he looks at Mommy Gizmo and back at Jenny. "Why don't you show each other how nice they really are?"

"Sure, dad!" Jenny Gizmo says.

"Of course," Mommy Gizmo says. She turns to Jenny and removes her blouse. Jenny begins to pull her top off over her head, wiggling out of it. Dr. Gizmo smiles.

Jenny looks her mother over. "Gosh, mom. You sure are a knock-out."

Mommy Gizmo drops her top on the ground, revealing a lacy bra that definitely doesn't come from the 50's. Daughter Gizmo is wearing a white sports bra.

Mommy Gizmo moves over and embraces her daughter, giving her a motherly kiss on the forehead. Jenny smiles and accepts the kiss on her forehead. "Gosh, mom," Jenny says. "Everything is just so... fucktastic!"

Mommy Gizmo pulls back, a bit of dark disapproval on her face. "What did you say, young lady? I've warned you before about using that sort of language."

Jenny rolls her eyes. "Oh, mom."

"Perhaps you need a little punishment to learn to behave like a proper lady."

"...but Mom."

"Don't 'But Mom' me, young lady!"

Jenny looks down at her sneakers in shame. Mommy Gizmo moves over to a convenient chair and sits. "Take off your skirt. Right now!"

Jenny takes off her skirt and drops it around her feet, revealing little white panties. Mommy Gizmo gestures to her lap. "Bend over."

As Dr. Gizmo watches, a bulge forming in his pants, Jenny walks over to Mommy Gizmo and bends down over her lap, her ass jutting up in the air. Mommy Gizmo spanks Jenny, making the experience as erotic as the Doctor could possibly want.

Jenny gasps and moans as the hand comes down on her bottom. "Oh." Slap. "Mommy." Slap. "I'm." Slap. "So." Slap. "So." Slap. "Very." Slap. "Sorry." Slap. "I'll be." Slap. "A good." Slap. "Girl."

Mommy Gizmo pauses, her hand hovering over Jenny's bottom. "How good will you be?"

"Soooooooo good, mommy. "I'll be the best girl ever. I promise."

Dr. Gizmo slowly strokes his dick. "What do you think dear?" he asks Mommy Gizmo. "Has she learned her lesson?" He walks over and places her hand beneath her chin, tilting her head up she he can look down into her face. "Your daddy's little girl, aren't you?"

Jenny's eyes are big and contrite, her voice girlish and high. "Oh, yes. Yes."

Mommy Gizmo nods. "She sounds like she's sorry."

"Good," he says. "Jenny, get up." She immediately stands, rubbing her ass and looking down at her sneakers, still somewhat ashamed. Then she smiles slightly as she notices Dr. Gizmo's erect cock. Gosh, he's so awesome. So big and manly. She wishes that HE'D spank her a little.

Mommy Gizmo stands as well. "Would you like me to make dinner now, or would you like me to suck your cock, dear?" she asks. "Or would you just like to fuck me in the ass."

Dr. Gizmo smiles. "Well...... that little scene did get me all worked up" He looks down at his pants. Mommy Gizmo moves over and kneels at his feet.

Jenny narrows her eyes at her mother. "Mom, how come when I say stuff like that I get spanked, but it's okay for you!?!"

Mommy Gizmo feels her cheeks burn as the dirty words come out of her mouth. She's so embarrassed that her husband makes her feel like such a whore. She opens her mouth to say something else, to speak more of those wonderful, shameful dirty words, but when she does he slides his cock between her lips. She begins to suck it enthusiastically.

"Good point Jenny," Mommy Gizmo sucks Dr. Gizmo's cock enthusiastically.

"Good point, Jenny," Dr. Gizmo announces. "Jenny, pull your mother's panties down."

Jenny rolls her eyes again. Her mom is SUCH a whore. But that's only natural when it comes to Dad. He is their lord and master, after all. "Okay, dad," she says, and she walks over and pulls Mommy Gizmo's panties down her thighs to her knees.

Dr. Gizmo nods his approval. "Good. Now spank her while she pleasures me"

Jenny begins to spank Mommy Gizmo, reluctantly and lightly at first, then harder with each swing. Without removing her mouth from his organ, Mommy gets up off the floor and bends at the waist, continuing to pleasure her husband. She whimpers around the massive cock between her lips as Jenny counts off the slaps. "One. Two. Three. Four. Five. Six. Seven. Eight." She pauses for a second. "Bet you feel pretty Fucktastic right now, huh mom?" she says.

"Mmmmmmph," Mommy Gizmo replies.

"Nine. Ten. Eleven." Another pause. "God, mom, what a great ass you have. Twelve. Thirteen. Fourteen."

On slap eighteen, Dr. Gizmo blows a load down Mommy Gizmo's throat He leans back and sighs, his pot belly bulging out slightly from his clothing.

"Aaaaah," he says. "Much better. Thank you, dear." He pats Mommy Gizmo on the head and pulls his pants up, immediately walking away, disinterested now that he's satisfied. "Now clean up the mess and start dinner."

Chapter 4: Dinner at the Gizmos

"You were AWESOME, dad," Jenny says to her father as they enter the dining room. She comes up behind him and gives him a little hug. "The way you fucked mom's mouth like that, and then it was like, pow, bam, you just came right into her mouth and zap, she was all like...."

"Silence, Jenny," Dr. Gizmo says, as he sits down at the head table.

"Okay, Dad!" she says happily. She shuts her mouth immediately.

"Go help your mother in the kitchen," she says.

Jenny enters the kitchen where he mother is fixing dinner, clad only in her heels and the string of pearls around her neck. "Hello, Jenny," she says. "Can you set the table for me? Use the good china."

"Okay, mom!" She begins to get down the dishes. Then she turns to her mother and says, "God, I feel peppy. I just want to jump up and down and do a cheer right here in the middle of the room." She shrugs and gets out the utensils. "Guess that's how he programmed me, huh?"

Mommy Gizmo smiles. "Isn't it wonderful? We don't even have to worry about making mistakes. He's so thoughtful."

"He's the BEST!" She leaves the room and sets the table, then returns.

Mommy Gizmo smiles at Jenny. "Why don't you practice some of your cheers for me, Jenny, while I finish up dinner? You know how I love your routines."

"Sure, mom!" Mommy Gizmo continues to make dinner as Jenny Gizmo practices her cheers.

Jenny jumps up and down in place, waving her arms. "Who's the best dad there is? A scientist named Dr. Giz!"

"Pretty good, huh, mom?"

Mommy Gizmo smiles. "VERY good, Jenny!"

Jenny begins to do stretching exercises. "Some people don't think of cheerleaders as athletes, but that's what I am. An athlete. I have to stay in absolutely PERFECT SHAPE or I can't do my job."

Mommy Gizmo arranges food in a delicate pattern on a plate. "Yes, dear. You're very athletic. Your father wanted it that way."

Jenny does a leg split. "Mmmmm. Feel that burn."

"What kind of vegetable would you like, dear?"

"Some carrots, please. Raw." Mommy Gizmo goes to the refrigerator, gets some carrots, and peels them with blinding accuracy and speed. In a matter of moments, there's a garnish plate full of delicately carved and fluted carrot sticks.

Jenny looks thoughtfully at her mother. "It's funny. My memories of drab little Witchgirl seem so distant right now. They're getting smaller and smaller. Fading away." She smiles wider. "Good riddance to them. I'm Jenny now."

Mommy Gizmo nods in agreement has she finishes up the meal. "I know. That Flexi... whoever she was... I don't think I would have ever wanted to be her. She was so lonely and confused. She doesn't have a family to love her like I do."

"She didn't have someone to TELL her what to do, the way Dad does with us. God. Just THINKING about him telling me what to do makes me feel SOOOO hot."

Mommy Gizmo picks up some of the food and walks across the kitchen to Jenny. "I wonder if we'll ever see those people again."

Jenny smiles. I'm beginning to wonder if they ever existed at all."

"Me too," Mommy Gizmo says. "They seem so... unreal."

"Who were we just talking about?" Jenny asks.

Mommy Gizmo thinks for a second, then smiles. "I have no idea," she says. The last vestige of the memories has vanished. She opens the door and they both go out to the dining room, where Dr. Gizmo is waiting at the table.

"Fried chicken," he says. "My favorite." She sets the food on the table and immediately begins to dig in, using his fingers, wiping his mouth with his sleeve. The two women watch adoringly.

"And save some room," Mommy Gizmo says. "There's apple pie a la mode for dessert!"

Jenny sits down, hands folded on her lap. "So dad. What kind of plans do you have for us? I'm just ITCHING to help you in whatever way I can, although I'm sure you know that already, since that's how you designed me." Jenny laughs a little. Dr Gizmo consumes a truly heroic amount of friend chicken, almost completely skipping the veggies

"Can't talk," he says. "Eating......."

Dr. Gizmo finishes his meal, leans back, and burps loudly. He turns to Jenny. "You had a question Jenny?" he asks. Jenny squirms happily at the sound of his burp.

Dr. Gizmo picks his teeth with a matchbook. Jenny leans forward, both her hands under her chin. "I was wondering about your plans for us, the family, in terms of your crime career. I'm just so EAGER to..." She leans forward. "...help you in any way I can."

Dr. Gizmo grins. "Understood." He throws the matchbook over his shoulder. "We strike tonight. I'm going to rob the Chase Manhattan bank, and you're going to help me."

"Tonight?"

"Yes. In a minute, I'd like you to join me in the lab. You too, Mrs. Gizmo." He stands up, throwing his napkin onto his plate, and leaves the room without saying good-bye.

Mommy Gizmo turns to Jenny, smiling, barely containing herself. "Oh... oh God... we're going to help him rob a bank!" She stands up and begins to clear the dishes off the table.

Jenny nods eagerly. "Isn't it exciting?" She can see how turned on her mother is. She touches her mother's thigh, moving closer to her.

Mommy Gizmo nods, carrying the dirty dishes into the kitchen. "Oh yes. I've wanted to help your father for so long...."

Jenny follows her. "Me too. Me too. "And you. I want to help you." Jenny leans closer. They're both at the sink now, Mommy Gizmo running water over the plates.

Mommy Gizmo whimpers a bit and parts her legs. "I'm sorry dear. It's the way he made me, you know."

"I know." Jenny speaks more quietly. "You're a slut."

Mommy Gizmo's cheeks burn red. "Yes... I'm a slut."

Jenny leans forward, her lips almost touching her Mommy's. "Oh, you sure are. We both are."

Their lips almost come together in a kiss, but then Mommy Gizmo notices the dirty dinner in the sink and she pulls back reluctantly. "I've got to clean up here," she tells Jenny, as she gathers the dishes in her hands. "It makes me very, very uncomfortable to leave dirty dishes around." She turns to her daughter and smiles. "Why don't you go down to your father's laboratory now? I'll catch up with you in a minute."

She begins to scrub away at the dishes in the sink, her hands immersed in the sudsy water. She smiles and rubs her pelvis against the sink. It makes her so happy to clean things. There's only one thing that makes her happier.

Chapter 5: Gizmo's Laboratory

Jenny Gizmo enters the laboratory to see her father leaning over his workbench, putting the finishing touches on several devices. There is a new cheerleader uniform there, as well as a few other objects. Jenny looks them over. "Oh, dad!" she says. "For me?"

"Yes. Take your clothes off dear."

Jenny quickly gets out of her clothes and stands in front of Dr. Gizmo.

"Good. Now lie down on the table." Jenny immediately lies down on the table. She imagines Dr. Gizmo climbing on top of her. She sighs slightly, and tries to stay absolutely still on the table, even though it is a little cold. Dr. Gizmo begins to rudely poke and prod Jenny's body. Despite the analytical look on his face, she can't help but notice the bulge in his pants.

"Do you like the body, dad? I sure do."

"Yes, I'm very proud of it."

"Yes. You sure did design it... me... well."

Dr. Gizmo looks down at his crotch. "Perhaps a little too well. You did this, you know." He pokes her left tit, then her belly.

Jenny looks at the bulge in his pants and giggles. "Really? Me? I'm so proud of myself." Jenny reaches out and touches the bulge gently. Dr. Gizmo groans. Jenny slides her hand down his pants, then up again.

Jenny begins to fiddle with the zipper. She pushes her hand inside. "That's right," Dr. Gizmo says. "That's right. You know what I want."

"Yes. You programmed me to know EXACTLY what you want."

"Then do it."

Jenny swings her legs around so she is facing him. She gets him started by giving him a slow hand job. Then she slides off the table and presses her naked chest against him. "Mmmmm. You're so huge." She drops down and pushes her face into his pants, finding his cock with her lips. ""I'll try to do it as good as mom does."

She slides her lips up his cock and Dr. Gizmo groans, stroking her hair. Then she reaches around behind him, holding his ass with both hands, her breasts pressed against his legs.

"Good girl," Dr. Gizmo says.

Jenny comes up for air for a second. "Thank you, daddy." She goes down on him again, sliding slowly, her lips moist, her tongue massaging him, tickling him.

Mommy Gizmo enters the room. "Wh... what's going on here!?! Darling, what are you doing? That's our daughter!" Mommy Gizmo looks shocked and horrified, but Jenny is so intent on Dr. Gizmo's cock that she doesn't stop even for a second.

Dr. Gizmo grins and waves her over. "Why don't you join us, dear?"

Jenny playfully twirls her tongue around the tip of his cock, then separates from him long enough to say, "You're so AWESOME."

The look of anguish fades from Mommy's face as his command takes hold. Jenny looks briefly up at her mother and smiles. "Hi, mom!"

"She's very good," Dr. Gizmo says, patting Jenny on the head.

Mommy Gizmo says, "Yes... she is quite a little cocksucker. I tried to teach her everything I knew!" She smiles at Jenny. "Hello Jenny," she says, and then she leans down and kisses the young girl on the cheek.

Dr. Gizmo laughs. "You did a fine job"

"Thank you, dear... it's so nice when your children grow up to be just what they'd always hoped they'd be...."

Jenny greedily sucks at Gizmo's cock, moving faster and faster. Mommy Gizmo beams with pride at the excellent job Jenny is doing. Jenny sucks even faster.

Dr. Gizmo starts to buck wildly, the shoots a load into Jenny's mouth. Jenny swallows eagerly. greedily, holding on as if for dear life. She feels Dr. Gizmo getting smaller inside her mouth. She runs her tongue around him again, tickling his cock lightly. Then she moves away from him. "Oh, dad. You were WONDERFUL."

Mommy Gizmo smiles. "Of course he was, dear. He's your FATHER."

Jenny nods. Dr. Gizmo smiles proudly

Dr. Gizmo smiles proudly. "Why don't you entertain each other while I prepare our equipment for tonight's bank job."

"Yes, daddy." Jenny stands and walks over to Mommy Gizmo, kissing her on the lips lightly, then more deeply. Mommy Gizmo kisses back, tasting the salty tang on Jenny's lips. Jenny sticks the tip of her tongue between her mother's lips.

Mommy Gizmo pulls back a bit and lets her own tongue dance around her daughter's mouth. Jenny reaches out and cups Mommy Gizmo's right breast. Then her left. Mommy Gizmo whimpers. "Oh.... oh...." The nipples immediately stiffen.

Jenny squeezes harder. "Mom, you are just so... fucktastic." She squeezes still harder, pushing her down onto the medical table and straddling her. Mommy Gizmo lets her daughter take her down, completely unresisting. After all, that's HER job in the family... to not resist.

Jenny pushes herself down on top of her. "Tell me a dirty word, mom. Tell me, please." Jenny squeezes a little more, the point of her pelvis sliding up the other woman's body.

Mommy Gizmo turns bright red. "C... cock. I like cocks."

Jenny kisses her slowly, lovingly. "I love that word too. "I think dad programmed us both that way, huh? To love that word?"

Mommy Gizmo moans. "Yes. But I feel so ashamed when I say it.... like I'm so dirty, so cheap."

Jenny snickers. "Oh, mom. You are cheap. That's how dad wants you to be." She kisses her hard on the lips, her mouth wide open.

Dr. Gizmo work in the background, preparing something at his worktable. Jenny slides a finger into her mother's pussy, while Mommy Gizmo kisses her back hard, reveling in her own embarrassment.

"I don't have a cock for you, mom. But I do have this." Jenny drives the finger a little more deep. Mommy Gizmo gushes like a fountain. "It's not the same as dad's cock, I know, but it's still soooo nice, isn't it?" Mommy Gizmo writhes like she's had a baseball bat shoved up her. Jenny uses a second finger and kisses her at the same time.

Mommy Gizmo says, "Please... don't...."

"Mmmmmmm. Why not? This is what we're both for now."

"I don't want to... to feel dirty any more. I know I'm nothing but a cheap tramp. But I can't help but be ashamed about it."

"Oh, mom. What we want is besides the point. It's what DAD wants." She uses a third finger. Mommy Gizmo bucks. "Don't you think?" Jenny says.

"Yes... whatever your father wants!"

Jenny kisses her again. "Think about dad's cock. Just for a second. Bet that'll make you cum." Jenny smiles and giggles a little.

Mommy Gizmo can't help but do as her daughter bids her. Another torrent of cum flows from between her legs, and then she gives a low warble from deep in her ample chest. Jenny smiles and slides her fingers slowly out. She leans back into a kneeling position and watches Mommy Gizmo's face intently and happily.

"Oh. That did the trick," she says. She stands up onto the table, then gracefully jumps off it onto the floor, turning to face her father, standing at attention, chest out, back arched, legs together.

Dr. Gizmo looks over his shoulder at her. "All done?"

Jenny nods.

"Good. Go in there and take a quick shower, then come out and put on the uniforms I've laid out for you both."

Mommy Gizmo gets up and moves to the showers. "Yes... dear...."

They take a quick shower together, rubbing soap over each other's bodies. Then they leave, water still drying on their bodies, and return to the laboratory. Jenny towels herself off and begins to put on her new uniform.

Jenny slides on the bobby socks of her uniform first: little white socks. She stands naked in just her socks. Then she puts on white bottom and top, and a very short white and pink cheerleading skirt. Jenny then pulls on an extremely tight white shirt with a big pink "G" on it. Jenny ties pink ribbons in her hair, making two blond tails that bob up and down when she gets excited. Finally she puts on her shoes, white sneakers with pink laces.

Mommy Gizmo takes off her shoes and puts on a silky pair of hose, attaching them to a garter belt. She quickly slides on a pair of crotchless panties and a lacy bra, which are then hidden beneath a smartly styled knee length skirt-blouse combo. Then she puts her 5' heels on and fastens the string of pearls around her neck.

Jenny smiles and poses for Dr. Gizmo. Dr. Gizmo smiles at her. She turns with her back to him and bends over, touching her toes and revealing a hint of her white panties to him. "Very good, Jenny," Dr. Gizmo says. "Now try out your equipment in the testing range over there." He looks at Mommy Gizmo. "You too, dear."

Jenny goes to the table and picks up a pink lip gloss and applies it to her lips. Mommy Gizmo grabs her own purse and makes up her face.

Jenny then picks up a set of pink pom-poms and a small stick of gum. She goes to the testing range, where she pauses, awaiting more specific orders from "Dad?"

Dr. Gizmo points out some target dummies on the far wall. "Try your weapons on those target dummies" Mommy Gizmo picks up an apple pie in a self heating pan and carries it to the testing range.

Jenny looks at the target dummies, pops a stick of gum in her mouth and chews. She takes the gum out and throws it at the dummy. It strikes the dummy, instantly covering it in a mass of sticky pink goo. Jenny turns and looks to her father for approval. Dr. Gizmo nods "Very good, Jenny"

Jenny puckers her now pink lips and blows him a kiss. Then she turns and looks at her mom to see what she's going to do.

Mommy Gizmo pulls a pearl off of her necklace and tosses it at the pink goo covered dummy. The pearl explodes into a ball of flame, destroying the dummy and goo. Dr. Gizmo smiles. "Very good."

Jenny jumps in the air. "Wow, mom! That was awesome!"

Mommy Gizmo reaches over for the pie. "All righty, let's see how this works..."

In a few moments, the aroma of warm apple pie wafts through the air. Jenny sniffs the wonderful smell of pie in the air. Jenny begins to feel very calm and relaxed.

"That's it," Mommy Gizmo says. "it's so good, isn't it? It makes you feel all warm and gooey inside." Jenny sighs as she takes another whiff of the warm apples. Mommy Gizmo smiles. "Now, Jenny... get on your hands and knees. Bark like a dog for me."

Jenny gets on her hands and knees. "Like this?"

Mommy Gizmo nods. "And?"

Jenny barks like a dog, wiggling her ass like a tail.

"Good girl!" says Dr Gizmo, as Jenny barks again. Dr. Gizmo claps his hands.

Mommy Gizmo dips her finger into a hole in the pie and takes out a goo covered finger. "Here's your reward dear. Have a taste." Jenny smiles, still on all fours on the ground. Mommy Gizmo holds the finger near Jenny's mouth and Jenny walks over, still on all fours and slides her lips over the finger, tasting the delicious pie.

"Mmmmmmm. Mom, you make the BEST pie."

She begins to feel a little sleepy. Jenny rests her head against Mommy Gizmo's thigh, her eyes half-closed. "Mmmmmmm."

Mommy Gizmo puts her hand on Jenny's head. "All right... that's enough. You can act like yourself again now, Jenny."

Jenny opens her eyes. "Oh. Okay."

"You are SUCH a good girl."

"Really?"

Mommy Gizmo strokes her hair. "Really."

"Thanks, mom. You know I TRY to be a good girl."

Jenny stands and faces her father, popping another stick of gum in her mouth. "I'm ready, dad."

"And so am I, darling," Mommy Gizmo says.

Dr. Gizmo grins. "Ok, everyone onto the flying platform. We're going to go on a little trip."

Chapter 6: The Family That Steals Together

The flying platform takes off and the Gizmo family soon finds itself at the bank. Dr. Gizmo sets the platform down in an alley behind the building; it settles slowly and soundlessly out of sight. Jenny and Mommy Gizmo both step off the platform, looking at the bank, anticipating the pleasure of committing the crime.

"Step back every one." Dr. Gizmo places a device against the wall of the bank The section of the wall where the device was attached silently collapses in on itself

Dr. Gizmo turns to the two women. "Follow me." They instantly do as they have been commanded. As they enter, Dr. Gizmo points out several cameras in the corners of the lobby. "Trudy, take care of those security cameras, okay?"

Mommy Gizmo disables the cameras with a couple of fire pearls as Dr. Gizmo walks towards the vault. Jenny follows him obediently, her manner nonchalant, as if he were taking her shopping and not on a crime spree.

Suddenly, a security guard enters from the front of the bank, gun drawn, a look of alarm on his face. "What's going on here?" he yells.

Dr. Gizmo points at him. "Jenny get him"

Jenny spits her gum at him. The gum hits him the chest and immediately expands around him, enveloping in a mass of pink goo.

Dr. Gizmo returns to his work. He takes out a blowtorch-like device and cuts through the vault door

Jenny walks over to the security guard who is now completely trapped by the sticky gum and touches him on the tip of the nose. "Don't worry. I'm not going to hurt you." She puckers her lips. "Not at all." She leans forward and kisses the security guard on the lips, holding him by the back of the head.

When they part, the security guard has a glazed look in his eyes. "You love me," Jenny says, "and you'll do whatever I say."

The guard smiles with a puppy dog look on his face, his eyes wide and spellbound. "I love you and will do what ever you say."

"Of course you will. You have such a BIG crush on me, don't you?"

He nods and Jenny peels the gum away from him, releasing him. "Give me one more kiss. Just for good luck." She opens her arms and they embrace. Then she points at the vault, which Dr. Gizmo has already climbed inside. "Now go help my daddy in the vault."

Dr. Gizmo smiles at Mommy Gizmo. "Take these bags," he commands her. She takes the bags of money from him. He hands other bags to the guard, and they both take the bags out to the flying platform. Within minutes, the vault is completely emptied of money. Dr. Gizmo looks around the now empty vault, smiling villainously. "Well," he says. "It looks like our business is concluded here"

Mommy Gizmo is busily cleaning up the bank, polishing surfaces and making sure there is no clutter on the ground: stray dollar bills or scrap from the exploded cameras. "Yes, dear," she says. She looks over at the hypnotized guard. "What should we do with him?"

Jenny touches the guard on the chin. "Can you do me a favor?" she asks him. "Can you tell the police that someone else robbed the bank?" She turns back to Dr. Gizmo. "Who should he say robbed the bank, dad? Somebody like... Captain Virtue?"

Dr. Gizmo grins. "Tinkerman, my arch rival."

Jenny turns back to the guard. "Tell them Tinkerman robbed you." She gives him one last peck on the cheek. "Bye now."

They all leave and climb onto the platform, ascending silently into the sky. Jenny looks at her daddy, the man she loves so much. "Did I do okay?" she asks him.

Dr. Gizmo nods. "You did great. You both did. I couldn't be more proud of you."

Chapter 7: Perfect End to a Perfect Day

The Gizmo family gets back to the Gizmo Lair right on schedule. Dr. Gizmo turns off the flying platform and turns to his family. "I think we have good reason to celebrate tonight," he says. He takes his wife by the hand and leads her to the bedroom. "Care to join us, Jenny?" he says.

"Would I?!?" she says excitedly. "I sure would!"

"Good. Go to your room. I put some special clothes in your closet. Put them on and join us in the master bedroom."

As Jenny heads off to her room, Mommy Gizmo follows Dr. Gizmo into the bedroom, barely able to contain her lust for him. He plops down on the bed. "Why don't you do a strip tease for me, Trudy?" he asks.

With a smile, Trudy begins to dance sexily, taking off her garments one by one, until she ends up nude on the bed, writhing like a bitch in heat. Dr. Gizmo takes his clothes off as well, although not in any manner that could be considered erotic.

"Get on your hands and knees," he commands.

Mommy Gizmo moans passionately at the sight of his awesome physique.

"I'm going to take your ass tonight," he says dramatically.

"Yes... yes.... take me!" She falls to all fours and rolls her ass

Meanwhile, Jenny is opening her closet door and looking inside, where she finds a yellow costume. It consists of two suspender-like strips of yellow that stretch between her legs and up over her breasts. Two yellow "smile face" buttons position themselves over her nipples. The bottom has a small slit right where her pussy is, and the material barely covers the crack in her ass. She quickly gets out of her old costume and puts the new one on, gazing at herself in the mirror for a second before heading of, back to her parents' room.

Jenny enters the door to her parent's bedroom. Mommy Gizmo is screaming and writhing on the bed as Dr. Gizmo humps her from behind. "Fuck me! I'm your whore!" she is yelling.

Dr. Gizmo looks over at Jenny when she enters. "Jenny, suck your mother's cunt," he commands her.

Jenny jumps down immediately and pushes her face between Mommy Gizmo's legs. Dr. Gizmo smiles. "Good girl," he tells her.

Dr. Gizmo pounds into his wife until she passes out in orgasmic bliss. Mommy Gizmo finally collapses after several dozen orgasms. Jenny sits up and, delighted, taps her mom on the forehead. "Wow, dad! Totally awesome! You like knocked her out with your throbbing manliness!"

He places a hand on her shoulder. "Your turn, Jenny"

"Yes! My turn!"

Dr. Gizmo place her on top of Mommy Gizmo's body, then places his cock at her pussy. Jenny moans, delighted, and wiggles a little on her mommy's sleeping body. "Ready?" Dr. Gizmo asks.

"Yes. Ready!" Jenny braces herself. Dr. Gizmo thrusts deeply into her cunt

"Ooooooooooh!" Jenny moans.

"You're nice and tight," Dr. Gizmo says, as he bucks his hips. He is not thrusting that hard, but due to her mental programming and physical changes he is thrusting like a bull. She already feels herself moving to the height of climax. She cums twice quickly, small explosions of fireworks in her head that make her eyes roll back and her body quiver. She smiles.

"Oh, wow," she says. "You're the master! And this... this... this is my reward..." She gasps. "...for... for...." Mommy wakes up as the pair on her back keep knocking her head against the backboard. Jenny gasps again.

"Here it comes," Dr. Gizmo says. He feels himself about to cum. He's right on the verge. He closes his eyes.

"...for being a good girl," Jenny says. She arches her back as Dr. Gizmo pounds a load of sperm into her tight pussy. Jenny cums again, the way she has been programmed to and then settles onto her mother. Dr. Gizmo rolls off of onto the other side of the bed. After a few seconds, she hears his breath growing shallow. Then he begins to snore.

Jenny and Mommy Gizmo nestle together on the bed, their arms wrapped around each other. "I think he liked me. Did I do good?" Jenny asks.

Mommy coos contentedly and offers the young girl a nipple. "Oh yes. You were VERY good."

Jenny finds the nipple. "Thank you SO much. I wanted to be a good girl."

Mommy gasps, her head rolls back as Jenny suckles. "I... I know, dear. We both want to be our best for your father. I think he's VERY happy with what he's done to us." Jenny sucks at her nipple and Mommy Gizmo strokes the girl's hair. "Oh yes," she says. "You are SUCH a good girl...."

"Really?"

"Really. I wouldn't lie to you. Your father made it so I can't."

Jenny is now sucking steadily. She separates from her nipple for a second. "Mommy?" she asks, and then she goes back to her sucking.

"Yes sweetie?" Mommy Gizmo looks down lovingly at the child at her bosom.

"Can you tell me a little story. A happy little story?"

"Of course." She smiles, continuing to smooth Jenny's hair. "Once upon a time in a far off land, there lived a beautiful princess in a magic castle."

Jenny sucks a little more slowly and more deeply.

"She was the most beautiful woman in the land, with LONG golden hair and a tight little body just made for screwing. But a mean old witch... a japanese whore who was jealous of the blonde's beauty... wanted the princess for her very own."

Jenny nuzzles even more tightly against the other woman's body.

"She cast an evil spell on her, making the princess' tits become huge like watermelons... and turning her into a ravenous slut. The princess was still beautiful, but could not come without the touch of the evil witch. Men (and women) came from far and wide to try and ease the Princess' suffering because her mother the Queen, turned to stone by another spell of the witch's had used a last little bit of magic in her to cast a spell that would free the princess if she met the man of her dreams."

Jenny is now sucking very steadily and slowly, as if she were a baby. The words are having a soothing, almost hypnotic effect on her. She smiles. "...the man... of her... dreams."

"The poor princess fucked and fucked, taking lovers by the dozen, by the score. She fucked thousands of men, each one with some new position or technique to make her cum and break the evil spell."

Jenny repositions slightly and makes a small, contented noise.

"The princess had given up hope, screwing each man who came up to her. The love had died in her... and the witch cackled gleefully, thinking she had won. But one day, a handsome stranger came to the beleaguered kingdom."

Jenny hugs a little more tightly, sucking slowly and deeply.

"It was good prince Gizmar, beloved by all the peoples of the world. The princess gasped as she saw him, the fires igniting in her loins once again."

Jenny begins to suck a little faster.

"'Take me, my lord!' she cried. But the prince raised his hand." Mommy Gizmo pauses dramatically, then moves onto the next part of the story, lowering her voice to imitate the voice of a man. "'It is true that the one who did this to you is evil,' he said, 'but I can turn her to the side of good. Come with me and we shall turn the tables on your tormentor."

"Oh yes." Jenny nuzzles and sucks. "Come with him."

"And so they went off together on an epic quest. The princess grew to love him more and more each day... but still he would not take her. Finally they stood at the heart of the Dark Mountain... the very center of her evil power."

Jenny is sucking more slowly now, in time with Mommy Gizmo's heartbeat.

"The evil sorceress cast spell after spell, but none of them could affect the pure hearted warrior. They stood before the witch, cold and sterile in her beauty. She used the last of her power and summoned a ferocious cat demon. But the cat saw the love in the prince's heart and turned back into an ordinary house pet."

Jenny is sucking more slowly. The story is weaving its way into her dreams.

"The prince strode up to her throne and she trembled in fear, knowing she was nothing before his power. She knelt before him, pleading for her life... and he just smiled, picked her up, and kissed her full on the lips!"

"At that moment, the ice in her heart melted. The spell that was cast in anger rebounded on her, so the witch was now hugely overendowed. But that was all right, because SHE now loved the prince as well with all her heart. She forswore her magic and became his devoted tittygirl."

Jenny is no longer sucking anymore. Her lips are still pressed tightly against Mommy Gizmo's breast and her eyes are almost completely closed. "A good girl. Like me," she says, and then she closes her eyes the rest of the way.

"The spell broken, Prince Gizmar took his rightful place on the throne of the kingdom. The Queen, the Princess, and even the bad witch lived long and happy lives devoting their days to pleasuring their new master."

Jenny is still. She is almost asleep. She nuzzles her mother's breast. Mommy Gizmo strokes her hair and smiles, finishing the story with one last line, the line that ends all fairy tales. "And they all lived happily ever after."

The End