**This short is inspired by, and adapted from a story I read off the EMCSA some time ago. I will continuously update it as I come up with newer ideas. Feel free to suggest a continuation or other ideas to dumb down the girl as much as possible!**
Christina spent the next few weeks undergoing a rigorous training program aimed to transform her into a brainless bimbo sex slave. Max recommended the other instructors to start her off with simple orders and commands like “Stand!” “Sit!” and “Suck!”
Christina first shown some internal mental resistance. However, her mind had been so thoroughly trained at this point that such thoughts were suppressed before they could fully form, and often before the neural chip implanted in her brain could detect it and react accordingly with a jolt of exceeding unpleasantness. Just as she was on the verge of protesting, there would be a characteristic blinking in her eyes as her mind rushed to stop herself from thinking the prohibited thoughts. And then finally, after a brief pause, there would be desired conditioned response.
As she accepted the directions, her subtle outbursts were progressively replaced with doe-eyed passivity. Later on, she was trained to permanently affix a continuous ditzy smile by means of a facial recognition camera, to indicate that she enjoyed her submission.
Over the course of many months, a significant amount of time was spent using stairmasters, treadmills, and a variety of other specialized equipment to attain the aim of growing greater muscle. Christina used to be quite proud of her physical fitness, but she soon realized that her once-weekly trips to the neighborhood gym were nothing compared to the rigorous training she was getting from the facility’s professors.
Christina is currently satisfied with her physical condition.
She worked herself up to the point where she was completely out of breath and soaked in perspiration as she went through these exercises.
Her black hair had grown back considerably at this point, which went down to the top of her shoulders and was soaked with sweat. She was ecstatic at how effectively the macrobiotic diet accentuated her attractive natural curves, and molded her body into its most sexually appealing shape.
Christina was introduced to a new kind of fitness equipment that was meant to enhance Christina’s sex-play potential. She was instructed to sit upon dildo-like tubes that could expand or contract with her internal pussy contractions.
She had never squeezed a dildo before up to this point, but despite her lack of expertise, she picked up the technique quickly.
The next phase in the process was for her to learn the art of stroking it with her pussy muscles, in order to maximize both her own pleasure and the pleasure of any prospective man who would be fucking her.
It was a truly incredible sight to see her grip the training cock and then release it while she bit her lip in concentration.
She felt an unbelievable surge of pleasure when her trainer at this station finally informed her that her vagina was being “precision-engineered.” She tried to remember when she first heard the term, but she was unable to do so.
In addition to her regular conditioning sessions, Christina also engaged in conditioning exercises that involved reducing her intelligence and think with simple words. First, she was trained to stop all thought in less than two seconds if it wasn’t related to sex. To help with this, she was taught to substitute vapid babble in place of intelligent conversation at every instance, and to twirl her hair with her index finger while in the process of simplifying her thoughts.
This was not as hard as it sounded, because as soon as she started to think of a complex thought or a big word, the conditioning began and she would feel excruciating pain in her head. On the other hand, whenever she had a simple thought, or even just a simple emotion like arousal or happiness, she was rewarded with pleasurable sensations in her head and deep within her pussy by means of a vibrator, indicating to her that she was thinking the correct thoughts. Both her neural chip implant and the webcam carefully monitored her thoughts and facial expressions, which relayed the data to the computer. Through machine learning algorithms, the computer was better able to make adjustments to her ongoing mental simplification.
later, she learned how to reduce her vocabulary to smaller and simpler words, and to make her speech less coherent. The conditioning specialists started by rewarding Christina for both speaking and thinking in simple sentences no more than five words in length. Going even further, she was trained to mentally parse every word she heard into 1-2 syllable chunks. Anything longer than two syllables was to be dismissed as too long and confusing to understand. For example, whenever she heard a word that had multiple syllables, such as the word ”Avocado” (four syllables), she was to mentally chunk it into the following parts: “Av”, “Oca”, and “Do”, which was then further transmuted into “Av”, “Okay”, and “Do”. The neural chip implant monitored this mental process very closely to ensure that she did it without fail. Likewise, when she was shown a picture of an avocado, she was required to describe it using only filler words (an example of which would be “Fruit…thingy” or “Green stuff”).
Max did not want to proceed with her physical enhancements until her mind was sufficiently controlled. He knew that day had come when he saw her leaving her daily massage. These preliminary rubdowns were designed to work into her body the specially designed bonding polymer oils that gave her skin a smooth texture and glossy finish, gradually replacing her skin cells with a synthetic coating that removed all blemishes and carried a permanent scent of fragrance.
“What’s wrong Christina?” Max asks.
“I need to contact someone…Someone I know…ummmmmm…about something…”
Christina blinked her eyes in that characteristic fashion as she once again suppresses her thoughts, and then she glanced at the camera that was continually capturing her facial expressions as she trailed off. She didn’t say much else, but she did express a feeling of helpless confusion.
“You don’t need to call anyone, Christina. You’re quite happy here, aren’t you?” said Max.
“Oh, yes, Sir,” she said. She smiled gratefully at him and hurried off to her next workout…
Source: reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/v9qkc5/ultimate_bimbofication_traininglovedoll