Chapter 2

"Unnnggggghhhhhh." Veronica cried out while she rode a tidal wave of ecstasy.

She blushed when she recovered and then quickly withdrew her sticky fingers from her cum filled pussy. She couldn't recall ever coming this much and was too exhausted to move from the wet spot that formed beneath her.

If it weren't for her larger boobs she'd swear it was all a dream. She remembered the time she spent in VR and still found it hard to swallow. She remembered the man that ran the VR booth and blushed to think that he was now her Master. She remembered talking to him on the phone last night. He called her Barbie... she called him 'Master'. The thought made her horny again, prompting her to masturbate again.

Veronica leisurely fingered herself while her other hand massaged her new boobs... they appeared to be a full cup size bigger now... maybe more... and they felt incredible. She also noticed how tighter and shapelier her ass looked. Definitely more curvaceous... Harder and harder she fingered herself... So close to coming... whimpering with every thrust of her fingers. It amazed her that VR had done this to her.

"Ohhhhhh GGGGGGooooooddddddddddd." She cried at the top of her lungs... while she came again. Never had she been loud before... and then she heard her roommate scream. "Rachel".

Veronica quickly swung her legs around to get up but fell back down giggling when she found how wobbly her legs felt. Evidently, Rachel had woken up the same way she had... this elicited a new heat... a new desire... and a new vivid image of her roommate naked and spread eagle before her.

Veronica recalled how much they wanted to make love last night... but didn't. Their Master had instructed them to read their Manual and then go directly to sleep... now, however, they weren't under this constraint and free to indulge. She hesitated outside Rachel's bedroom in anticipation. Hard to believe she stood here, stark naked, sporting new boobs and needing a fuck from her... all because of a VR program. When she opened the door, she saw Rachel on the bed playing with her self. Her new tits were as large as hers were and she looked sexy... not to mention smelled delicious.

"Good Morning Bambi... want some company?" Veronica asked in a sweet sexy voice... noting how much sexier her voice sounded... then it 'hit' her that she called Rachel, 'Bambi'. Veronica then made a conscious effort to call Rachel by her name again but all that came out was 'Bambi'.

"Barbie! Oh God, this really happened!" Rachel responded with a mixture of fear and excitement.

'Barbie?' Veronica thought with a blush... Master had called her this name last night and it looked like it was her new name. Just like it looked like Rachel's new name was 'Bambi'.

Veronica quickly joined her naked friend on the bed, quickly going down on her. "You smell heavenly." She said in a muffled voice... and then giggled while her face was buried deep in pussy. It didn't take but a few seconds before Rachel was screaming out and bucking her pelvis up against her mouth... and then she came, gushing, quickly filling her mouth.

"Oh God... That was incredible." Rachel whispered while recovering. Veronica was busily lapping up the overflow... cum dripped off of her chin. "You're not kidding!" she exclaimed.

Rachel quickly twisted around on the bed to return the favor... and it wasn't too long before Veronica felt herself on the verge of an orgasm... thrashing and squirming around until she her self cried out in climax.

Then they fell asleep, exhausted... both smiling... both spent... both satisfied. Rachel's head nestled comfortably between Veronica's thighs.

When they woke again, they began discussing their new lives... the first discussion was about their new names. They both made efforts at calling each other by their real names but again failed. It was as if their mind said one thing but their tongues said another.

"I still can't believe this is for real." Rachel whispered.

"I know what you mean Bambi... our new names, new bodies... even our new... cravings. We even have a Master now! It's like we're still in VR!"

"We have to stop him... we have to break this hold he has on us." Rachel declared in a defiant tone.

"I don't know if it's possible... we have to call him at Noon, which gives us three hours to come up with a plan." Veronica replied.

Rachel stared at her... then smiled.

"What?" Veronica asked.

"Nothing... I just can't get over how much I love you." Rachel responded.

"It's part of the program... I love you too... we don't have a choice." Veronica replied.

"It feels so real... maybe it is... maybe I really did fall in love with you."

"It's artificial. But it does feel real." Veronica replied.

"This whole thing is so weird... it seems that the only time we can think about things is when we haven't been given a specific task." Rachel commented.

"Yeah... and when we are told what to do, it's like we're compelled to do it. It's the strangest feeling. Have you noticed that rush of pleasure every time you complete a task?" Veronica asked.

"Oh God... how do we fight something that feels so good? What are we going to do? We need to stop acting this way or we're going to become addicted to it." Rachel whined.

Veronica looked Rachel in the eyes and could see her tears forming. Why didn't she feel as sad about this as Rachel? She remembered how 'hot' she'd become at the thought of being someone's sex slave. Did she really want this? "We'll figure something out."

"He's going to fuck us today... remember? Remember what he told us in VR? Why fuck us in VR when he could have us in real life. That's what he said. Barbie... I wanted to wait until I was married before... before losing my virginity."

Veronica leaned over and kissed Rachel's forehead. "I'm sorry Bambi... maybe if you tell him you're a virgin he'll be easy on you."

"He'll probably make me love it." Rachel replied, starting to cry.

Veronica wrapped her arms around Rachel and they hugged... "We'll fight this... you'll see. We'll fight this and win." Veronica declared, but deep down she didn't believe it... nor felt any real desire to resist.

They sat quietly in the Limousine... they were dressed in their most provocative clothes. The driver was a girl who looked about their age. She introduced herself as Arial and then focused back to her task on hand.

"We're nothing more than bimbos now." Rachel commented, breaking the silence.

Veronica remembered how they acted around the two Security Guards last night at the Fair. She remembered how they couldn't stop giggling and twirling their hair. She still felt the tingling of pleasure from the memory.

"I couldn't believe how much I wanted to fuck those guys last night... I was so 'hot' for them that by the time we got back to our apartment my panties were soaked. I felt strange... so weak and helpless." Rachel again commented.

"I know what you mean." Veronica responded. "Intellectually, I know this isn't me but it doesn't matter. Knowing doesn't seem to have any affect on changing it. I get so damn aroused every time I'm made to comply... have you noticed that?"

"Yes... but I'm suppressing it. At least trying to anyway." Rachel replied. Then her face lit up in alarm. "What are we going to do about college?"

"I'm not sure... he didn't mention this in that Instruction Manual we read."

"That damn instruction booklet... I knew when I was reading it that I'd have to do everything it said, but I couldn't stop reading it." Rachel snapped.

"I know." Veronica responded.

"That's why we... you know... why we had to..." Rachel replied.

"I know." Veronica responded, reflecting on what Rachel was having trouble saying. The way they acted in the bathroom was the most embarrassing thing she'd ever done in the real word. Rachel had turned beat red... obviously she couldn't stop thinking about it.

It happened in the bathroom after their lovemaking. Veronica had just turned the shower on when Rachel walked in... they smiled at one another and then Veronica went back to fiddling around with the water temperature. Then the next thing she knew, Rachel had moved up behind her and slipped three fingers inside of her very wet pussy. Veronica groaned while Rachel moved her fingers in and out of her and then cried out with an orgasm. Rachel had to hold her up so she wouldn't collapse and when Veronica finally did recover, Rachel went over to the toilet and sat down... then giggled while she licked her fingers dry.

That was when she felt one of those automatic compulsions and walked over to her, then kneeled down in front of her. Veronica blushed at the realization of what she was about to do. "I... I need to clean you."

Rachel blushed too; somehow understanding... and then slowly opened her legs to allow her access. Veronica licked and licked and licked and made sure she did a thorough job of cleaning her... but instead of stopping when she was clean, she continued to lick and this time nibbled at her clit. Soon Rachel was groaning from her ministrations and then like a damn breaking, she felt incredible pleasure flooding her mouth.

Veronica swallowed every last drop of cum and didn't stop licking until she thoroughly cleaned her.

"How did it taste?" Rachel asked, blushing.

"I... I enjoyed it." Veronica blushed in response... knowing that Rachel was referring to her initial cleaning and not her cum.

"Do you have to pee?" Rachel asked.

"Yes." Veronica replied.

"I love you." Rachel whispered as they switched places.

"I love you, too." Veronica replied... squirting. When she was done, she opened her legs. Rachel was beat red as she descended down on her.

Albert Edwards sat on the edge of his desk grinning. He looked down at his two new slaves with pleasure. Barbie, formerly known as Veronica Doll, and Bambi, formerly known as Rachel Stevens, kneeled submissively in their subservient position before him. "So, how do you feel?" he asked.

"Very good Master... I never felt happier in my life." Bambi replied with a beaming smile.

"That's so true Master... We're here to please and to pleasure you." Barbie added.

Albert smiled at the girls... they not only looked incredibly sexy, but they sounded incredibly sexy, too. "You're still in slave mode... let me turn that little part of you off in order to talk to the real you... now, how do you truly feel?"

"You bastard!" Bambi cried.

Barbie turned to Bambi with alarm.

Albert grinned in response... then stated. "Now, I'm allowing you freedom of speech because I really care as to how you're truly coping."

"It's more difficult when we're idle... we start thinking for ourselves... much easier when we're automatically compelled to do something." Barbie responded with a quiet submissive voice.

"Thank you Barbie." Albert responded... then turned to Bambi. "And you Bambi?"

"I hate you! I hate everything about you! I... I don't want this life." Bambi stated with venom.

"Hmmm. I can see that you are having more of a difficult time with this than Barbie... maybe I should make it easier for you where you'll never have to think for yourself again... would you like that?" Albert asked.

"No!" Bambi fearfully responded.

Albert smiled at her. "Okay... I'll leave you alone... at least for the time being anyway. Do you have any questions?"

"Why the new names, Master?" Barbie asked.

"Are you saying you don't like being called Barbie Doll?"

Barbie blushed.

"Of course you do." Albert beamed. "I think it's kind of cute." He added.

"Why do we have to call you Master, Master." Bambi asked, blushing despite her anger.

"Until I choose a different life for you, you're my slaves... and with that being the case, what does that make me?" Albert asked with a smile.

"Master." Barbie replied, looking down at the floor. Bambi remained quiet.

"Stand-up." Albert commanded. He could see that the girls were in a high state of arousal. He loved fucking his girls when they were in this condition.

The girls stood up and came to attention.

Albert smiled when he noted that they were dripping down the insides of their thighs... even the rebellious Bambi. He loved the pitching of their heavy breasts and their labored breathing. "Now girls, would you like to fuck?"

Barbie blushed and shook her head 'yes'.

Despite Bambi's arousal, she maintained defiance, fighting his control, so she remained quiet.

"I'm in the mood for a 'menage a trios'." Albert declared.

Barbie squealed out with joy.

"Then after we fuck, I need to send you two out for some new clothes. I'll have Arial take you to the Mall."

The girls remained silent. Barbie smiled... Bambi looked angry.

"Are you sure there isn't any questions?"

"What about college?" Bambi asked.

"What about it?" Albert responded.

"Our classes start in a few days." Bambi replied.

"Drop out... you won't be needing college anymore."

"But we have scholarships." Bambi whined.

"Let me give you a demonstration... it'll help you understand. Tell me Bambi, what's ten multiplied by ten?"

Albert watched the strain appear on Bambi's face... "Is the question too hard?" he asked.

"What did you do to me?" Bambi asked, sounding defeated.

"And you Barbie... Do you know the answer?"

"No Master." Barbie replied, embarrassed.

"What I've done is taken away your ability to write and do math. I'll partially restore it someday down the road but even then it'll be dampened down to that of a child. This means college is no longer an option."

"But Master... what will we do?" Barbie asked in a fearful tone.

"Once you drop out of college, you'll come live with me..."

"But my best friend is coming out in a few months." Barbie replied.

"Rose?"

"Yes Master." Barbie replied.

"Well... if you're real good I'll give her to you as a present... would you like that?"

"No Master... please don't." Barbie replied.

Albert laughed. "Don't be concerned about it... now, Arial will escort you to my bedroom... where you'll assume my favorite position.

"Yes Master." Both girls replied in unison, responding to the command.

Veronica couldn't get over how incredibly hungry she was for him... she quickly assumed his favorite position, remembering the training she received in VR and when he entered the room, she was suddenly overcome with a need so powerful she could feel herself leaking. Her Master took his time and inspected them... gliding his hand up along their flanks, lightly caressing every crevice. She wanted to beg him to fuck her but couldn't in her subservience.

When he finally did enter her, she cried out... and then he proceeded to ram himself in and out of her. She whimpered and groaned while he alternated between a fast and slow rhythm, plummeting in and out of her like a jackhammer... she, in the meantime, screamed out with one orgasm after another. Never in her life had she cum so hard and for so long and when he finally shot his load deep down into her womb, she passed out totally spent.

Veronica opened her eyes when she heard Rachel groaning beside her... apparently, she was undergoing the same sexual experience as she had just received. If Rachel had been feeling bad about losing her virginity, she certainly didn't sound like it now. "Harder... harder." She heard her roommate whimper.

(Three months later)

The banquet hall was packed... men and women... all rich. Barbie and Bambi were dressed identical in their French Maid outfits... as like every other pleasure slave in attendance... and given many of the guests possessed their own slave, there sure were plenty in attendance.

Although Barbie knew that Bambi didn't like wearing this outfit, she blushed at her own realization that she did. Just the thought of being seen like this had elicited a dampness inside her thong pink panties and she wondered if anyone could smell her.

They all wore pink velvet French maid outfits... with big pink bows tied in the back. Normally, their hair would hang down loose and wild but tonight they wore it up and off their shoulders. The reason their hair was up was due to the pink chokers they all wore around their necks... and the single gold charm that hung down from it. The charm had their names inscribed... hers read 'Barbie Doll'.

In addition they all wore pink garters and ballet-style 7" heeled stilettos. Some of the slaves were assigned domestic chores and those slaves wore pink lace trimmed aprons while Barbie and Bambi were assigned pleasure chores, and wore plugs in each of their holes. One dildo plug completely filled their wet juicy pussy... another dildo plugged fit snuggly inside their twitching backsides and they sucked on 'binky' gags preventing them from talking.

Barbie felt slightly saddened at the way Bambi was being used as the moment. A man had her kneeled down in front of him and used her like a footstool. She wondered how she was coping. This whole experience was really taking a toll on her. 'Why can't Bambi be more like me?' she asked herself.

Initially, Barbie thought her pleasure was derived from her conditioning but the more she witnessed Bambi struggle, the more she realized that these subservient feelings came from deep within. Bambi, on the other hand, told her the pleasure she received was temporary, but when she regained her faculties later on, she would cry. The only time she truly loved what she was being forced to do was when they were allowed to make love. Simply put, Bambi hated every aspect of her slavery while Barbie basked in it.