Fantasy & Sci-Fi
The Institute Part 4
"Hello, Master. How may I serve you?" Susie sat
apprehensively on the bench, smiling at her Master.
"She's not of the Institute," Carmody said. "She's had the
new treatment. Susie iswas--my daughter's friend from college. Now she's
a New Girl." To Susie, he said, "Stand up and face us." She did. "Do you know
what's happened to you?" Howard asked her.
"Yes, Master. You chose me to be a New Girl."
"How do you feel about it?"
"It's wonderful!" she bubbled. "I love love being a New
Girl! It's so much nicer than being just a girl..."
"Why is that?"
"I feel so...good...so feminine," she said. "I love my
body--the way it feels when I move. And I love being Mastered, having a Master
to love and serve, a Master to tell me what to do! My old life was
so...uncertain. Now I know just what I must do to serve my Lord. My life has a
Purpose; serving and obeying my Master. "
"The body is full of endorphins," commented Carmody. "She
does love the way her body feels...it's like a full-time, low-level, whole-body
orgasm. She's been this way since yesterday; I gave her the implant two days
"And no other training?"
"None, beyond a very thorough workout in my bed." Susie
giggled and blushed at this.
"I was born to serve my Master's body, and minister to all
his needs," she murmured.
"Does she have the physical changes you mentioned?"
"Yeah. Did I mention the genetic changes breed true? Her
daughters will all have the same mods."
"Yes; remember what I said about the male-to-female
"Oh, yeah. What's the point of that?"
Carmody smiled obliquely. Instead of answering directly, he
said, "I was thinking of dumping it in the reservoir."
"It'd infect every female in the area. Did I mention this
one's infectious? Anyone who ingests it becomes a virulent carrier. Vectored on
the air and by any form of contact. Males won't be affected, but become
carriers. The machines say the whole planet will be transformed in a
"Jesus. Howard, I can't allow it. Do you understand what
you're talking about? It would mean the end of the human race!"
"No. Just human females. And their replacements would
be...better...than human females. No need for an Institute to train them; their
obedience would be programmed in by genetics and evolution. Joyously happy in
serving their owners, just like Susie. They'd be...perfect...And the sex ratio,
well, don't you see it's critical? I envision a new race, with a small number
of males controlling loving herds of females. A hundred to one sounded about
right. So every male will have dominion over one hundred or so of these New
Girls, females who will live to obey his every command."
"And I suppose you and I would each have our hundred girls,
"Did I mention the over-ride?"
"Yeah. Once bound, a female is bound for life...but there is
a single Master capable of over-riding this binding and taking that female.
That, of course, would be me."
"What about me?"
"Yes, well, I was getting to that. It's difficult for me,
James, after all the hard work and your support and all...but I believe it's
for the best. I can't have you interfering in my work, you know."
"What are you talking about?"
"It was in the wine you just drank. A special implant, just
for you. It'll take all night to work, but the preliminary effects are quite
rapid. One moment."
He nodded to Susie, and she picked something up from the lab
bench. It was a triangle, a musical instrument. Smiling sweetly, she tapped it
once with a stirring rod. "Ting!"
"There. Sorry about that. But hearing that particular note,
well, as you are probably discovering, you cannot speak or move. Unless at my
command. In a few moments, I'll drive you home. Please don't look at me that
way; it is really quite distressing. I imagine you're wondering what the
implant will do to you. I suppose I should let you know. Tomorrow, when you
awaken, you'll be the second of the New Girls; Susie and you will be the first
of the evolution-optimized females we discussed. The nano's can do a sex change
easily; that should be obvious. And they'll reset your age to around 16. I
could have wiped your memory. But I decided not to. You'll remember your past
life--including being male. You'll even remember your last meal as a male...and
our little talk here. But you'll be my bound servant, and you'll serve just as
eagerly as the others. I've combined the genetics of both Lisa and Jenny;
you'll be sort of a combination of the two delightful women. I'll be there in
the morning to bind you. And you'll grow up, all over again, this time under my
my firm-- but loving--control."
Carmody stood. "All right, James. You can move but only to
follow my commands. You still can't talk. We're going to walk to my car now. By
the time we reach your place, I imagine you'll be feeling the headache and
other symptoms. You'll sleep, James--and when you wake up, it'll be to a new
life in a new world. You can thank me then--and you will, won't you,
being a grateful and loving little slave?"