Subroutine Manager Ch. 05

Once she had my clit out Kay began brushing it with the feather as well. I cried out with both laughter and arousal, a combination I had no idea was possible until today. "It sounds like someone's having a good time," Kay said in a mocking tone. I must've looked ridiculous to anyone who could see, locked in place as if petrified while tears of laughter streaked down my face.

After what felt like ages, Kay pulled the feather back. She examined the bags on my arms and ensured that they weren't swaying in place. "Fascinating," she commented, examining her handiwork. "You really are completely unable to move."

I did my best to give her a death glare. "Yeah, no fucking duh. Did it really take you that long to figure it out?" My face was still twitching from the overstimulation, so I doubted I actually looked that intimidating. Kay pulled the heavy bags from my wrists, moving them off to the side, and gently pulled me down until I was laying on the floor.

"Aww, did the poor little baby have a rough time? Was that too scary for you?" As much as I wanted to give a snarky response, being talked down to in such a way only sent a wave of arousal up my spine. Kay snickered as she saw my cheeks begin to blush. "I think you enjoyed that more than you let on."

I wanted to bury my face in shame, but I still couldn't move. "Fuck you and shut up. Can you let me move again already?"

Kay exhaled an over dramatic sigh. "Fine, fine. We've collected all the information we need for now. I've got a special surprise to try out as well, but we can save that for later." I shot her a curious glance, but Kay had returned to the laptop. Soon afterwards I was able to move freely again. I stood up, shook my arms around, and jumped in place. It was nice to have control over my limbs again.

Although I was still a bit curious about the 'surprise' Kay had in store, I decided to drop it for now. She was busy recording her findings and setting up whatever was next. I walked up behind her and tried to look at the clipboard. "Got any useful information so far, Mistress?"

Rather than hiding her work from my sight, she pushed it into my hands. "Plenty of good stuff so far. Go ahead and take a look for yourself, I'm going to set up the next test." I was a little surprised at her reaction. After how hard she'd tried to keep everything secret, now she was just letting me read through her checklist. But as I started examining it, her motives became clear.

The clipboard was illegible. Not from messy writing, and not because of any sort of formatting. I literally couldn't make out any of the words. I stared at it, with everything either in plain text or clear handwriting, but it just wasn't registering. "To keep things simple, I've made you illiterate for now," Kay explained. "Wouldn't want you spoiling anything for yourself. Especially with what we're doing next."

I set down the clipboard and looked at her. "What exactly are we doing next then? Do I get any hints?"

"So far, we've done a lot of stuff with the physical. Now we're going to test a few mental changes. Be a dear and try to stay aware of anything strange, okay? I want to see if you can change without knowing it, even as you're trying to fight it." She hit the enter key and then watched me with rapt attention.

My body was tense, still not fully recovered from the prior onslaught. Now I had to be on full guard. I thought about myself, about Kay, and everything I had strong opinions on. Focusing on them was the best way to tip myself off if something started to change. I was so focused on it that I didn't notice the actual change until it was finished. The gels beneath my skin were active again, this time contracting and growing smaller. By the time I realized my chest was shrunken down, now barely a set of A-cups and reminiscent of a pair of pancakes.

"Are you serious? You shrank my tits? I thought you were going to do something mental, not physical."

Kay raised an eyebrow at my protest. "What makes you think that was it? And what do you mean 'I shrank your tits?' There's nothing different about you."

There was a strange fuzziness in my mind, as if it was filled with static. But it didn't last long. Soon my head was clear, and I was able to focus again. Why had I accused Kay of changing me? My breasts were the same small size as always. "I don't know, I just... I thought something was different." I remembered the app, and how she said she was going to change something. "Hey, you did twist my mind! I don't know how, but I'm going to figure it out."

Kay patted me on the head. "If you say so dear. Just don't let it get in the way of your normal duties." Her words confused me for a moment. It sounded unfamiliar, but then it snapped into place. My duties to a woman with a larger bust.

Sometimes I wished I'd been built with a bigger chest. Not because I wanted them for myself, but to get out of the extra work. All women had to be subservient and follow the orders of any other women with a larger cup size. And since I was as flat as it gets, that meant I was at the bottom of the totem pole. "Yeah yeah, I know how it is," I said in a consigned tone. "What did you want me to do first?"

There was a blink of surprise from Kay, but her shocked look vanished as quickly as it had arrived. "Well, I think I know what we can start out with." She picked up her laptop and headed to the couch, plopping down on it with a thud. She then stretched her legs out, making a point to wiggle her toes in the process. "I could use a good foot rub at the moment. Mind helping me out?"

"Not like I have a choice in the matter," I grumbled as I followed her. Kay was pretty good about her hygiene, so it wasn't like her feet were sweaty and disgusting, but it was still degrading to have to tend to her. But that was just how things worked. She had a medium-sized chest, with her breasts being around C cups, so I had to obey her.

I took her left foot in my hands and began rubbing it, massaging her tender soles. "Oh, that's the spot," she called out as I serviced her. She cleared her throat before speaking again. "So, while you're down there, do you mind telling me about why you have to do your duties?"

The question threw me off guard. I stared at her like she'd grown a second head. "What sort of question is that? You know damn well how the hierarchy works. The bigger the boobs, the more their authority. Yeah it sucks but we have to follow the orders of anyone with a larger cup size."

Kay thought for a moment before responding. "And what about me? Would you still be with me if you didn't have to?"

I paused my massaging and stared at her in bewilderment. "Mistress, what the fuck is wrong with you today? Obviously I still would. That's never been in question." I resumed my work, making sure to run my fingers between each of her toes. "I do wish you wouldn't be so smug about it all the damn time though."

My response appeared to ease her mood. "It's fine, I just like hearing it from you directly." She pulled her foot back, holding the other one up in its place. "Although a flat chested slut like you should know better than to complain. So for this one, make sure to use your tongue as well."

I rolled my eyes at her, but I followed her command nonetheless. Giving her a footbath was one of the more annoying things she commanded of me, but overall I couldn't complain. With boobs as tiny as mine I was lucky this was all she made me do.

"So, I know this is going to sound weird, but humour me no matter how strange it sounds. Tell me about the ruling system and our political leaders." Kay's question was another obvious one, it was... the strange fuzz from earlier filled my head. It was like my brain went static for a brief moment.

"Um, the political leaders are all the people with the biggest tits. They command others, so it makes sense for them to be on top, right?" I didn't know why I was asking. This was basic information that everyone should know, including Kay and myself. I went back to her feet and hoped she would drop the subject.

Unfortunately she only pressed further. "Right, but do those standards apply around the world, or is it only here? And what about augmentations? Do people get surgeries or implants for the sole purpose of raising their status in the world?"

Once again, her questions caused me to short out. My focus was broken as the circuits in my mind struggled to find their proper connection. "I... I don't know. People just don't change their boob size, it's all natural. And around the world... some places do? But others don't?" My head was starting to hurt. Things weren't making sense anymore. I did my best to focus on her feet, since at least massaging them made sense.

Kay only got more eager as I struggled to focus. "You're doing great sweetie, but just one more question. Do you remember the app, and how I can change your cup size at will?"

Of course I remembered. The whole point of this was testing out the Subroutine Manager. And that let her change my body, which was built in with the ability to adjust itself. But that didn't make sense with how I'd always been the same size. She could make me bigger or smaller, but she never had. And other people could as well. And the hierarchy of boob size was more a social thing, but it was also a political thing, and it all had to make sense but it didn't and-

"Aaargh!" A shock went through my head and I recoiled from Kay. I knelt on the ground, holding my head in my palm, unable to think clearly. After a brief moment the static began to clear. Everything went back to normal, and most importantly, I remembered.

The world we lived in was not some strange fetish place where bust size determined your status. Kay had made me smaller with the app. And she had used the app to mess with my mind as well.

"Wow, that was... that was one hell of a trip." I was still reeling from the experience, but things were making sense again. The memories were still vivid, but I was able to separate the fictional ones from reality. It was like after getting overly engrossed in a book and it takes a bit to adjust to your own world again.

Kay ran a gentle hand through my hair. "Are you feeling alright? That got more intense than I thought it would." I enjoyed the sensation of her body on mine. It helped ground me in the present again.

I grabbed her head and pulled her in for a sloppy kiss. At first she leaned into it and got her tongue involved, but after a brief moment she pulled back, evidently recalling where my mouth had just been. I laughed as she held her tongue out and tried to spit out the taste of her own feet. "That's what you get for messing with me like that," I said in a jovial tone. "But wow, what an experience. I totally believed the world was a completely different place."

After a light smack on the head, Kay got back to her clipboard. "It was highly informative as well. All I did was set your memories to a world where smaller boobs obeyed bigger boobs, and your mind filled in the rest. It's remarkable how little information was needed for you to get a completely new set of memories." She tapped the pen on her paper. "Although I suppose we can't push it too hard. You were fine until I started asking questions, and once the holes were poked it got dangerous. So in general, when we do this again, it'll be under an 'it's best if we don't think about it' approach."

The fact that she said when and not if didn't go unnoticed. "I wonder if I would've realized on my own? Sure you pointed out the inconsistencies, but they would've crossed my mind eventually. And of course interacting with other people would be a direct discrepancy."

"All good questions, all to be answered another time. We'll have to put an asterisk here for further testing at a later time. This time I pulled you out with the app, setting your memories back to normal, but who knows what would've happened if I'd left you there?" Her playful expression was replaced with a more concerned one. "Although we'll need to be careful. You looked like you were in a lot of pain, and I don't want to hurt you. At least not too badly." I shook my head. Some things would never change with her. "In any case," she continued, "get yourself ready. This next one might be a real doozy for you."

Considering how intense the last one had been, I was more than a little wary of what was coming next. But the prior experience had taught me that fighting against the program was a fool's errand. For now, I was content to brace myself and be swept away with whatever crazy idea was running through Kay's mind. I closed my eyes, steadied myself, and prepared to have my mind blown, potentially literally. "I'm ready."

Kay chuckled at my eagerness. "I'm glad to hear it, but there's no need. I just finished."

That certainly wasn't what I'd expected. "Wait, you mean you already made the changes?" I did a quick mental inventory, but nothing appeared out of the ordinary. Not that my own checks were worth much.

But my confusion was dismissed with a hand-wave gesture. "No, I mean the test is done. I did what I wanted and set you back to how you were beforehand." She finished writing her notes and looked up at me. "Although, to be more specific, this part here is the real test. The results are the interesting part of this experiment. Do you truly not remember anything?"

I shook my head. "Essentially I just blinked. We were just talking about getting ready. And now you're saying we did something else entirely?" I wracked my mind, but nothing came up, no matter how much I focused on the moment that was allegedly gone. "I think you're fucking with me. You've gotta admit, this sounds like a prank."

Kay huffed at my remark. "I guess you're not wrong, that does sound like something I would do. This experiment was to see if I could take you through selective experiences without realizing it, and then have you remember afterwards. So let's see if that part works." She hit the enter key, and it was like a switch went off inside me.

I remembered what we had done. I remembered her turning me into a mindless drone, incapable of resisting orders or speaking out of turn. I hadn't been protesting either. I was a drone, both inside and out. My mind had been thoroughly warped. Kay didn't do too much with me this time, but she had me bend over and crouch on the ground, enough for me to use my back as a stool. I had crystal clear memories of her grabbing a crossword puzzle and sitting on me, using me as a chair while she filled it out.

She hadn't kept it up for long. After around five minutes she had set it down, instructing me to return to my exact prior position. I'd done just that, sitting properly with my eyes closed, when everything returned to normal. There was an entire gap in my memory that had been completely erased and perfectly refilled.

"Wow." It was a simple comment, but it was all I could make. "You can really just make me forget something ever happened."

Kay looked a bit nervous for once. "It was just a trial run for now. I wanted to make sure we can get your memories back before escalating this idea. Tell me, what all do you recall now that the test is finished?"

I relayed to her my experience. She nodded as I described what happened, checking off a few boxes along the way. "Everything sounds good to me. We'll have to try some long-term experiments as well, to see if you ever remember something on your own. Further testing is definitely required on this topic."

Her clinical response was met with an eye roll. "Whatever you say, Doctor Mistress." In truth, I was starting to get overwhelmed with everything that had happened. We'd been through so much in such a short amount of time, and I didn't know how much more I'd be able to take. "How many more of these tests do you have planned?"

Kay had a sympathetic smile for once. "There's only one more. You've done great so far, and I think it's time for a little reward. Follow me." I perked up as she grabbed the laptop and walked into the bedroom, humming quietly as she always did when she was excited. When I got to the bedroom with her, she was already taking off her clothes. The laptop was resting on our nightstand. "I've been so fucking hard watching you, and according to your readouts you're just as horny as I am, if not more."

She wasn't wrong here, on either count. All of our playing had gotten me worked up, and seeing her brown cock spring into action when she pulled her panties off was plenty of encouragement. I was ready to jump on her then and there, but this was technically still an experiment, and she was in charge. For the time being at least. "Any position you especially want me in?"

She shook her head. "I'll let you pick this time. As annoying as you've been, you've earned at least that much."

I weighed my options carefully. Kay hadn't specified which hole she wanted to use, so that meant it was up to me. Anal would be a fun option to see if she still had the ruleset that messed with my intelligence when anything was up my butt. And I did want to taste her juicy cock in my mouth. But neither of those were my top priority. Above all else, today I wanted to get fucked HARD.

Even though we hadn't unequipped my vagina since discovering the app, we hadn't done any typical penetration with it yet. I figured it was time that changed. I hopped up on the bed, on all fours, presenting my back end to her like a bitch in heat. With one hand I reached down between my legs to part my labia for her. "Don't be gentle."

Kay didn't need to be told twice. She was already fully erect, and with my lubrication systems at full capacity, there was no need to prepare further. She thrust into me, her cock filling up my tight cunt. I didn't bother with the pretence of preserving my dignity. Instead, I began to moan, shaking my hips and grinding back into her.

We fell into a steady rhythm. Kay was doing most of the work, but I was helping her in my own way. One advantage that came with having a synthetica vagina was that I had complete control over my body down there, far beyond what would be humanly possible. So in addition to her movements I clenched down on her cock, stroking it inside of me in tandem with her thrusts. A series of grunts came from behind me, and I knew I was doing well. She was getting close. And truthfully, so was I. I didn't know if she had my sensitivity increased, but everything felt more erotic than our usual sex. Maybe it was everything leading up to that point. Maybe it was a placebo effect.

My climax was swiftly approaching, and I knew Kay was close as well. She leaned down on top of me, her tits pressing into my back, still thrusting her hips at about the same pace. I was sandwiched between her body and the bed, her arms on top of mine, her head just behind me. I felt her deep kisses along my neck, playing my body like an instrument. She then moved forwards and whispered something directly into my ear.

"Remember the little surprise I mentioned earlier? I think it's time you learned what it was. It's time to complete the final experiment." Her hand darted over to the laptop on our nightstand, pressing the enter key like she had so many times before. "Make sure to tell me everything you feel."

At first, nothing happened. Everything was the same as before. Both Kay and I had slowed our pace, now moving our hips at a moderate pace rather than the frantic thrusting of before. I almost believed that nothing would actually happen. Almost. But then, to my absolute dismay, I felt it again. The motherfucking feather from earlier.

"I've discovered a little function that lets me record feedback and replay it to you," Kay explained. I was having a hard time listening. I was busy squirming about beneath her, feeling the sensation of her tickling my sides despite being pressed against the bed. "Essentially, your sense of touch is receiving the exact same signals as before. But I guess you don't need me to tell you that when you're feeling it firsthand."