"Before sentence is passed, do you have anything to say to this court?", asked the judge. The woman standing at the defense table had hatred in her eyes as she spat at the foot of the judge's bench. He took no notice of it.
"Very well. You have been found guilty of the following charges: willful disobedience of the state, causing pain and suffering for many citizens, and defying the injunctions of this court. This is your third conviction of harming the welfare of the state, and so I have no choice but to sentence you to the State facility of Correction and Modification where your punishment will fit your crimes and will negate their effects. Bailiff, take her away."
The guards pulled her out towards the door as she yelled, "You haven't heard the last of me!" The judge noted her defiance, but knew it was only desparate words, Correction and Modification were always very through.
A few hours later the lithe young woman with short cropped hair found herself locked in a very dim and small cell in the dreaded C and M stronghold. She had heard tales of what went on in this place. It was rumoured no-one ever left here the same, the old person forever lost. She wondered what they had in store for her. The judge had said her punishment would "fit your crimes". She had defied the state. She did not want their policies on crime, or their laws which restricted every freedom and lifestyle choice. She had led many protests against the order, and many had led to violent clashes with security forces. But who were they to say who could be with who and how they lived. She supposed they were going to torture her and make her obedient. But she would show them, she would never break.
The door to her cell rattled open and a voice in the hall called out, "Prisoner 21A79B, step forward."
"You'll have to come in here and get me!", she yelled out to them as she pressed herself into the corner readying herself for a struggle. She gasped when a dart suddenly hit her in the arm, she only had a moment to look at it before she blacked out and fell to the floor.
When she awoke, she could still feel a sting in her arm. Several stings. She tried to get up but found she was tied down with restraints from head to foot.
"Your struggles are useless. The restraints are secure. Your initial administration of correction and modification has begun.", said the voice she had earlier heard in the hall. As she watched a mechanical arm swung over her and rotated round and angled so that the needle it was carrying was in a position to be injected in her throat. She struggled harder and cried out but she could not escape as she felt the burning sting as the needle was pressed into her throat. The arm pushed the contents into her and then retracted the needle.
"Phase one complete. All bio-agents administered subcutaneously.", continued the voice. It was cold, unemotional, inhuman. She understood now. The cowards! They used machines to do their dirty work, it was a programmed robot doing these things.
Suddenly the table tilted down until she was almost standing on the ground. Then it was wheeled down a corridor past several closed windowless doors until it reached an open one on the end. The table was then put in the doorway and the restraints were released and she slide off onto the floor. The drugs that it had administered had left her weak. The door was then closed and locked behind her. She crawled over to the bed in this new larger cell and tried to sleep off the effects of the drugs.
She awoke later to a tingling itching feeling on various parts of her body. It was annoying, but not unbearable. She unconsciously rubbed one of the spots, and was relieved by the warm feeling that replaced the other. She stopped when she realized where she had been rubbing, it was her breast. After she stopped, the itchy tingling resumed and she felt it get stronger all over. She took inventory of the affected spots: both breasts, four other spots down her front, her sexual organs, and her throat, and her anus. The feeling was slowly building, and the only relief she got was when she rubbed those areas. The warm feeling which replaced the itchy tingling, felt more and more pleasant each time she rubbed. After a few minutes it was obvious what she was being forced to do, but stopping now was far from her mind as her body began feeling a very familiar build-up. When the wave of her orgasm flooded over her, the itchy tingling vanished. She lay there catching her breath! It had been very intense. In fact she could never remember having one that strong ever before. She started to drift off in the afterglow, but she started to feel the itchy tingling start again.
The bastards were using her own body against her. She was trapped now. Whatever they had injected into her was unrelenting. She found herself in a constant cycle of masturbation to relieve the irritation. She soon lost count of how many she had or how long she had been doing this. The cell had no clock, no windows, and the light was always on. She had no sense of day or night, days could have gone by but she doubted it because her stomach didn't feel overly hungry. Eventually the itchy tingling began to fade away, and she was able to stop. She felt totally drained. Her body was throbbing and the sheets on the bed were soaked. Her clothes were all rumpled up in a pile on the floor beside the bed, but she felt too tired to get dressed. She lay there and fell into a deep sleep.
She awoke to the smell of food. Beside her bed was a small table with a tray of food on it. She checked the tray and found a very healthy serving of food. It looked to be twice what she would normally eat. She used the plastic utensils that were provided and began to eat. She looked about as she ate and could not find her clothes. They must have taken them while she had slept. She panicked for a moment and checked herself. She sighed in relief when she could find no sign of being abused while she had been out. Her nipples and vagina were still throbbing from the workout she had given them earlier. She quickly finished the whole tray and still felt a little hungry. She lay back on the bed and let the meal settle. She looked down at herself, and noticed something odd. Her breasts which had always been small, giving her what was called a boyish figure, seemed somehow larger. She examined them carefully, and figured she had gone from AA to B-cup. The examination made her nipples begin to throb harder, and she could see them erect. They had grown too. She gently touched them and gasped as a jolt of sensation went from the top of her head to the tip of her toes. Her vagina began to throb harder too. They had never been this sensitive, and it wasn't the rubbing, the sensation had been far too pleasurable. In fact it was so very tempting to touch them again that she couldn't resist, she began to fondle them lovingly and moaned as she felt an orgasm build, she continued to caress them as she brought herself off over and over. She moved one hand down and began to finger her clitoris until she received more and more. She suddenly was seized by a monstrous multiple orgasm which caused her to flail about and scream her ecstasy. She collapsed, drained once more.
Her body had fully betrayed her now. It couldn't be controlled, she had been swept along as powerful carnal urges took her away. Each time she slept, more food would be brought. She would then have uncontrollable urges to pleasure herself which would always end with her drifting into a very deep sleep. She tried to keep track by counting the meals. She tried to observe how her body was changing. She was filling out her boyish figure into a voluptuous knockout. Wide flaring hips, tight rounded firm bottom, large firm breasts, and her hair was growing in thick and wavy on her head, her eyelashes were thick and full, her eyebrows thin and light, and everywhere else her hair was thinning and falling out. She was becoming an ideal centrefold for a men's magazine. However, there were four spots down her front in two rows of two, which were turning dark and forming small lumps. When her body went into one of its carnal sessions, she found that rubbing these spots was just as pleasurable as rubbing her nipples. It then came as no surprise to her when she saw them clearly forming into extra breasts.
After waking for her twenty-third meal, the overpowering carnal urges had stopped. She now looked like some over-sexed male's fantasy. She had six firm D-cups filling her front that bounced and juggled as she moved. The first set were high up on her chest the second just below where a normal single set would lie, and the third was just below the edge of her ribcage. Her bald womanhood sported vaginal lips that were large and slightly distended, exposing them to view from behind as well as from in front. They also puckered slightly showing the glistening pinkness within. When aroused, her clit erected to a length of close to an inch and stuck proudly out like a man's cock. Her hair now fell about her shoulders and halfway down her back in curly golden tresses.
Her throat felt a little odd, and when she spoke she had a slight throaty lisp. She looked into her reflection in a the stainless steel cover of the food tray. Her face had softened and her skin was fresh and bright. She looked younger and healthier. She opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue. She was shocked to find that she could stick her tongue out six inches without straining and it was long and thick with a finely tapered end. Her uvula, that little lump of flesh which dangles in the back of the throat, looked broader, flatter and redder than she remembered. She stuck her fingers in down her throat and braced to resist the gag reflex so she could check things out, and was surprised to find she didn't gag in the least and that touching the thing back there was pleasurable. The response seemed to be suppressed when she ate her food.
All right. They had modified her body, but she still had her mind and her will. She could still defy them. That seemed to cheer her up. She thought about all the ways she was going to get her revenge as she lay back and tried to get her first normal sleep in a long time. She was just starting to drift off when the door to her cell opened again and the voice called.
"Prisoner 21A79B, step forward.", this time she knew they would just knock her out if she disobeyed, and she wanted to be aware and watching this time to see what if any prospects for escape there were. She stepped out of the cell and the machine was there waiting with the table. "Lay down on the table.", it ordered and she did. Restraints then clasped down and held her as it started to head down the hall. From the other room she could here muffled cries and moans of pleasure. There were more prisoners going through what she had. She made note of this, they would all have a common ground of hatred if they could get together. It would make it easier to escape if they could pool resources.
The machine wheeled her into the same room she had received the injections in. It tilted the table up to an angle of forty-five degrees and pointed her towards a monitor which switched on and showed a stern looking woman sitting behind the desk of a Correction and Modification officer.
"Greetings Prisoner. Up till now you have not been told what your punishment and restitution will be for your crimes. You are beginning to have some ideas after your physical modifications, but you do not know exactly what is going to happen. Your second crime was 'causing pain and suffering for many citizens'. For this reason you have been modified to bring pleasure and enjoyment to your fellow citizens. Your first crime was 'willful disobedience of the state'. It is for this reason the next phase of your treatment is to proceed. When complete, you will instinctually obey the state and all its citizens. I know that even now you harbor thoughts of rebellion and defiance. As part of your punishment, you will notice bit by bit as your will is subducted for the common good of the state. Begin Phase Two."
The monitor switched off and the table tilted back. "Initiating Phase Two. Application of behaviour modification appliances and cerebral-cortical realignment.", announced the machine. Cerebral-cortical realignment was such a cold clinical description of rewiring her brain. As before she tried to struggle free, but the restraints held her fast. She felt a section of the table removed behind her buttocks, and felt the sections below holding her legs swing apart holding her open. She felt a sting in her arm as the machine injected her with drugs that left her sluggish and calm. She watched with drug induced detachment as the machine brought a triangle of thin leather-like material with thin straps hanging from each corner. In the centre was a cylindrical object with a tapered end. It held it by the base of the cylinder, and she watched as tiny needle projections and flanges and knobs moved in and out of the body of it. Then they all retracted, and the arm moved toward her. If she hadn't been drugged, she would have screamed as she saw where this thing was heading for. It proceeded to place the tapered end at the entrance of her womanhood, and began to slowly insert it. Her modified body readily accepted the object as it slid easily into her without resistance. She tried to ignore the warm glow down there as her body began to be aroused by its presence within her. Then the arm pulled the straps tight in behind her and secured them. She now had this skin tight G-string holding that thing within her. Then she felt the section of the table behind her neck and shoulders drop away. She felt a sharp pain at the base of her neck and one behind her ear. Her vision blurred and she felt nauseated, then it went away. Next it attached suction cups to each of her six nipples and attached wires to them as well as the base of the object held by the G-string.
The table was then tilted back up so that she could see the monitor again. Images began to fly past quickly. She barely recognized one before another was replaced.
"Establishing baseline.", announced the machine, as apparently random images of common things and places and people danced before her. She tried to close her eyes, but they would not obey.
"Beginning negative conditioning of undesirable responses." The images changed. They were dark, ugly things. Violence, destruction, mayhem. She found the images vile. Then they changed to milder forms of crime and civil disobedience. She saw a protest against the state and suddenly she was on fire, every part of her was in pain, it crushed her, but left her conscious and aware. "Incorporating positive conditioning of desirable responses." The picture changed showing a security man smiling as he received a flower from a little girl. Wave upon wave of pleasure surged through every part of her. Back and forth the pictures changed, and with it her pain and pleasure. Soon her reactions began to be molded to fit the pattern, and when they did, she received more pleasure. On and on it went, she had no idea of time, but she slowly saw her old self melting away, and a new self forming. She couldn't even think about resisting as it immediately brought pain, and the more she thought of cooperating and obeying, the more pleasure she felt.
She knew what they were doing, but she was helpless to stop it. Soon she found she was actually happy they were doing it. She looked at her old self and saw how foolish and rebellious she had been. Here the state was fulfilling her wildest dreams. She had been protesting because the new morality laws kept her from being with whoever she wanted and doing whatever she wanted. Now, she was being given the ability to be anyone's lover. Her old body was unattractive and limited. Her new body was beautiful and full of sexual vitality.
The table tilted back and the restraints were released.
"Phase Two complete. Initiating Phase Three. Follow.", it commanded. She happily got off the table and walked behind the machine. She saw that all the wires that were connected to the points on her body led to a small box attached to the base of her neck. It led her out a different door into a hallway. As they walked down the hallway she saw several doorways all open with no doors. She was led to one near the end of the hall.
"Enter and sit on the bed. A trainer will come. Obey.", it commanded.
"Yes, with pleasure.", she replied and went and sat down. Another wave of pleasure went through her. She looked about her new room. It was warm and pleasant. There was a roomy comfortable bed, a dresser with a mirror, and a separate bathroom stall. She longed to go over and look at herself in the mirror, but a twinge of pain reminded her that her orders were to sit and wait.
A few minutes later a woman came in to the room. She was dressed in a skintight bodysuit adorned with the crest of Correction and Modification.
"Stand up, go over to the mirror and look. I'm going to explain all about your new body and how we are going to help you use it more effectively.", ordered the woman gently. "First you are now a GAL. That stands for Government Approved Lovemaker. You will refer to yourself as a GAL and others will refer to you as one, do you understand GAL?"
"Yes, with pleasure, mistress. I am a GAL.", she said as she looked at herself in the mirror. The wires and connections made her look like some sort of cyber-slut. A wave of pleasure hit her as she thought how good she looked.
"Now, the behaviour modification unit you are wearing will be removed in a few hours. In the meantime, the vaginal unit will begin training your muscles and mucus glands to respond to penetration.", explained the woman. The GAL felt it working away inside her, she felt her vaginal muscles responding to its internal caresses. It felt very good, and she could feel her body matching a rhythm and it becoming second nature.
"Your reproductive organs have been modified to produce large quantities of sexual hormones. You will no longer ovulate or menstruate. No more periods. Your cervix and uterus have been altered. Your vaginal cavity is now much deeper and well lubricated. A new pleasure point has been formed at the end of the cavity. It will receive stimulation during deep penetration. As you well know, you now have multiple breasts. Your response to stimulation of your nipples has been enhanced and within a few days, you will begin secreting a sweet fluid known as colostrim. Suckling on your nipples will cause this fluid to be released. Your throat has been modified to allow penetration without a gag reflex and a new pleasure point rests at the back which will be stimulated during deep fellatio. Your tongue has been made long and flexible to allow deep penetration and stimulation of a female." The GAL stuck her tongue out and thought about what it would be like to use this on a woman, and she was rewarded with another wave of pleasure. "Lastly, your rectum has been altered to be double chambered. A special bypass valve will stay closed until you pass stools. The rest of the time your anus will act as the entrance to a secondary chamber which will act similar to a vagina. Anal sex will be clean, comfortable, and pleasurable. Do you have any questions?"
"Yes, mistress. When will I have an opportunity to use this new body?"
"Soon, but first I want you to lay down and concentrate on learning what the vaginal unit is teaching you. Concentrate on your sensations and learn the rhythmic contractions until they become second nature. I will return in a few hours. Obey and be happy.", she commanded.
"Yes, with pleasure mistress.", she said as the woman left and she lay down on the bed. Waves of pleasure went through her as she centred her attention on the device inside her. She could feel every knob and flange, every contour. Her body adjusted to the rhythm and soon she no longer had to think about it, her body was now naturally in tune with its pulsing. She allowed herself several orgasms all the while never letting the contractions stop. She was tired and fell asleep, her vagina continued even while she slept. Her dreams were filled with visions of making love to dozens of men, fulfilling all of their wishes and desires. A strong orgasm awoke her.
Standing there was the woman again. "Good GAL, instrument readings show your vagina is well trained now. Stand up and turn around." She did as ordered, and felt a warm rush that left quickly as the woman removed the thing attached to her neck. She then disconnected the wires and removed the suction cups. She untied the G-string and slowly eased the device out of her. It was wet and glistening with her vaginal secretions. The scent of her sex filled the air. The GAL breathed it deeply in and felt a wave of pleasure. She was surprised. "You no longer need the device, your own mind and body know what is good for you, trust it and you will do well. Now bend over the bed and part your legs and spread your cheeks." A shiver of delight went through the GAL as the woman placed the vaginal unit up against her anus and gently pressed it in. Her juices allowed the thing to slip right in. The woman then retied the straps in front. The front strap kept a gentle pressure on her clitoris. The device began to whir away inside and the GAL concentrated on these new and pleasurable sensations. "Learn as you did before. Also I will leave you this book. Look carefully through it, read and study it whenever you are not being trained. It is your rules and guidelines. You will follow these after you leave us and enter service to the state."
"Yes, mistress, with pleasure.", she answered as she took it from her hands and lay on the bed face down with her bottom in the air.
"Good GAL, your anal cavity will take longer to train, so I will leave you here. A meal will be brought, eat and get some sleep, and we'll continue tomorrow."
That night was spent drifting on a cloud of pleasure as her body learned all about this new sexual cavity. When she awoke the next day she felt confident her bottom could match her vagina stroke for stroke. Her trainer came in and removed the device. "You've done well GAL. Now comes your oral training. I have a treat for you. You'll be learning on real subjects. It is part of their training as well. Come with me." The trainer led her out into the hall and she could see other women had moved into the rooms near her, they had been modified into GALs as well. At the far end of the hall, the trainer opened the door and led her in. Strapped to slanted tables were twelve men. They were all different sizes, shapes, skin colours, and looks. But they all were nude. And when they noticed her, they began to stir.
"GAL, pleasure this first man's cock with your mouth. Be sure to prolong his pleasure and yours.", ordered the trainer as she indicated the man nearest the door.
"Yes, mistress, with pleasure." The GAL hungrily dove down on the hardening flesh. It tasted so good and as he stiffened, it went further and further down her throat as she moved up and down stroking him with her throat, tongue, and lips. It finally reached her pleasure point and she moaned with delight as it sent shivers down her body. The man began to moan too. She was careful to ease off her pressure and pace trying to keep him on the edge. She snaked out her tongue under the shaft and fondled his scrotum. His balls tightened up at her touch and he shivered. Then he grunted as he came. She savoured his jism in her mouth, it's taste sent waves of pleasure through her. She then licked the last drop out of the tip of his softening member.
"Very good GAL. But with practice you should be able to make him last at least five times longer. Each man likes it a little different. You will have to learn what they like before they climax, give it to them, but help them to make the experience last.", advised the trainer. "Now I want you to go from man to man, and practice. When you have finished the last man, start over and improve your results. Understand?"
"Oh yes, mistress, with pleasure and more pleasure!", she happily moved her attentions to the next man, who was already erect in anticipation. The next few hours were filled as was her mouth with male flesh. She began to appreciate the finer qualities of the male organ. The little variances in shape, colour, and texture. Sperm became a subtle delicacy which she now savoured with relish. When she did her second round, as advised by her trainer, she was able to make the pleasure last many times longer. Their second loads were smaller, but had a richer taste. She found her mouth wasn't the least bit sore or tired. If asked, she would happily go a third round.
"Excellent GAL. You have mastered the art of fellatio. Now comes a special treat, follow me." The GAL followed quivering in delight. They went back into the hall and through another door. This time it was a room full of women strapped down with their legs held open. The GAL licked her lips. "Now, GAL, practice with your tongue on these women. As before, learn what pleases them and extend their pleasure as far as you can. Go around twice, and apply what you learn."
"Yes, mistress, with boundless pleasure!" She gently licked her first sweet pussy in what seemed years, and breathed in the delicate scent. Then she gently massaged the woman's clitoris with the tip of her tongue until she began to writhe. Then she slowly snaked her tongue deeper and deeper until her lips met with the woman's vaginal lips, and she moved her tongue in and out like a cock while pressing her upper lip on the woman's love button. The woman's screams and moans lasted for minutes until she was spent and collapsed. Here she learned the folds and crevices of the female, the gentle tastes of her vaginal secretions, and the awe inspiring G-spot ejaculations.
"GAL you have mastered the fine art of cunilingus. You have earned the right to a name. You shall be called Gold. Come with me, you sweet obedient creature." The trainer led out of the room and into a room beyond. A dentist type chair awaited her as well as a few men and women. "Sit down and Obey.", commanded the trainer. "These people are here to give you your final touches. Stay calm and relax, they will work quickly." The GAL enjoyed a sweet wave of pleasure as she lay back in the chair fully obedient to her trainer. "This one is Gold. Give her proper colouration and pigments." They injected her in various parts of her body with different drugs. She felt them paint something on her lips and eyelids. When they were done, her trainer led her back to her room and ordered her to sleep. She lay down, happier than she had ever known in her life.
The next morning she woke up fresh and alert and went to the mirror. She suddered in ecstasy as she saw her new reflection. Her lips and eyelids were coloured metallic gold. It wasn't makeup as she could not smear it or rub it off. Her eyes were gold too, as was her beautiful hair. Her skin had a golden tanned hue. "I am Gold, I am a GAL, let me please you.", she begged into the mirror. It was her first chance to practice her introduction as set out in the guidelines. Her sexy voice and bedroom subservient eyes were perfect.
"Good morning, Gold", said her trainer from the doorway.
"Sweet, mistress, how may I please you?", she asked as she turned her full sexual attention to the woman.
"Its time for your final test, are you ready?"
"For pleasure, always, mistress.", she replied.
"Good. Follow and Obey.", she savoured the wave of pleasure those words brought her as she eagerly followed. She was led into one of the other rooms. In it were four men and two women. They were dressed in light loose clothing.
"These people are in need of pleasure. Give them all they need and want."
"Yes, mistress, with pleasure. Masters, mistresses, I am Gold. I am a GAL, how may I please you?"
"Are those real or are they implants?", asked one man as he pointed to her chest.
"They are real, master.", she replied and began to fondle her upper set, "Touch them if it pleases you. They are warm and soft and yours." The man came forward and fondled her left upper breast and let out a little moan as he saw the nipple harden. He lowered his mouth and licked then suckled on it. Gold gently cradled his head with her one arm as she held her other out in invitation to the others. "I have one for each of you, come let me please you." The others gathered round and soon every nipple had a mouth suckling on it. She felt her body release fluid into their mouths and they all moaned with delight as they tasted the sweet product of her nipples. One of the men who was kneeling in front of her slid his hand up between her legs and into her wet opening and began to rub his moistened fingers over her clitoris.
The man removed his lips from her lower breast and commented, "She's so wet and open."
"Yes, master, my body is here for your pleasure. Explore within me if you desire.", she suggested. The man delved his fingers deep within her. She felt her body react as trained and begin to contract and draw his fingers in deeper. The man watched in fascination as his whole hand was soon drawn into her. He felt a soft warm spot at the tip of his fingers and he brushed it. Gold shuddered with an orgasm. "Thank you, master! Oh please let me reward you in kind." She stared down at the lump in his pants. The man removed his hand which was now covered in her juices. He licked them off and Gold was pleased to see he savoured the taste. The group of them then moved over to the bed and laid her back with her legs dangling off the end. The man who had just been inside her with his hand dropped his pants and held his erection in that same hand and stroked it with her juices as lubricant. Then he moved up and thrust it deep inside her. She wrapped her legs around him and let her vagina milk his hardness. "Yes, master, let me take you deep and reward you."
Between moans the man commented, "Her snatch is alive! This is so good!" Gold orgasmed again when she heard how she was pleasing him. But she never let up. Soon he came and she came with him. The man stayed within her and she continued to vaginally massage him and soon he was erect again. "They really did an excellent job, I'm ready to take her again!"
"Please, master, take me all you want. I'll help you to reach new levels of pleasure, new limits of endurance. Let me please you more!", Gold pleaded. The man needed no more invitation as he began to slowly buck his hips against her and closed his eyes and concentrated on the sensations her vagina was giving to his penis.
The others switched around nipples as one of the women moved up and gave Gold a deep kiss. Gold responded with a deep French kiss of her own. The woman moved back and stared at the long tongue which Gold slowly rolled back into her mouth. Gold then looked pleadingly into her eyes and asked, "Please, mistress, let me pleasure your pussy." The woman accepted the invitation as she pulled down the skirt and panties she was wearing and kneeled down over Gold's face. Gold practiced her new knowledge of female pleasuring with her trained tongue. Soon the woman was drifting on a cloud of ecstasy. "Oh! Her tongue is so, mmmm, gooood!", the woman cried as she shuddered with an orgasm. But Gold didn't let it end there as she grabbed her ass and held her tight to her mouth as she continued to work her towards more climaxes.
Meanwhile the man climaxed in her, and Gold could feel his exhaustion. She let him go, but was pleased to feel another man move in to replace him. She went straight to work massaging this new erection with her trained snatch, and locked her legs around his waist.
Meanwhile the woman riding the pleasures of Gold's tongue had pulled the rest of her clothes off and was fondling and pinching her own nipples. Gold moved her hands up to replace the woman's and the woman then moved her arms down behind to support herself as she leaned back and began to buck her hips into Gold's face. Gold pushed her tongue in deeper and moved it about until she found the woman's G-spot and began to stimulate it as her upper lip plucked at the woman's engorged clitoris. The woman went stiff and her whole body quivered as she went into a sustained multiple orgasm. Female fluids gushed out and drenched Gold's face and the bed. The woman then collapsed onto the bed beside the exhausted man.
This display sent the second man over the edge and he came deep within Gold. As before, Gold kept him inside and worked at bringing him up again. Meanwhile the other woman stripped naked and quickly replaced the first woman and Gold started giving her the same exquisite oral treatment. The other two men undressed and one stood on the bed over the two women and fed his erection into the woman's mouth who happily gave it attention. The other went over to the first woman and mounted her as she spread her legs wide for him.
Gold was now the centre of a wild orgy. A least two of the group would be enjoying her while the others rested or sampled what each other had to offer. At one point, Gold had a cock in her mouth, her vagina, and her anus. She took all three at once and when they came, she had them switch around so that each had a taste of all she could offer. The women even returned her favours by sucking on her large clitoris, and doing their best with their fingers and tongues to pleasure her. And all maintained their strength and vigor as they suckled on the sweet nectar that dripped from the engorged nipples of her six mounds of plenty.
After a few hours, the group became exhausted and they drifted off to sleep. Gold was not as tired and gently covered them with blankets and provided pillows for their heads. Her trainer then came in.
"Excellent, Gold. You have surpassed all expectations. Come with me back to your room.", she ordered.
"Yes, mistress, with pleasure.", replied. She was covered in sweat and sexual fluids from all her recent partners. She smelled like sex itself, and left a pungent trail of drops as she walked along.
When they got to her room the trainer ordered her to wait there. Gold waited patiently. A few minutes later, her trainer ushered in two other GALs. One was brownish skinned and her lips, hair, and eyes were bronze. The other was very pale and had silver colouration. "Gold, this is Bronze and Silver. Bronze and Silver, lick her clean inside and out, and give her pleasure.", commanded the trainer.
"Yes, mistress, with pleasure.", they both replied as they set about tonguing Gold's body.
"Gold, this is your reward. Until I return, you are to command Silver and Bronze to pleasure you, and Silver and Bronze you are to obey."
"Yes, mistress, with pleasure!", all three responded.
"Bronze, lie down so I can tongue you while you tongue me. Silver tongue my ass. Later we'll switch around till we'd tasted both ends of each other.", ordered Gold. The three GALs then engaged in a torrid orgy of tonguing. Gold exhausted lay back on the bed and had Bronze and Silver suckle on her breasts while fingering her. Gold slowly fell asleep thinking that she could never in the world be more content, happy, and satisfied as she felt now.
Suddenly she was awake and lying restrained on a table. Her arm stung, and her eyes were blinking in the brightness of the room. Something was wrong. She looked down and her beautiful sexual body was gone. She had her old ugly two-breasted body back. She felt tired and ached all over.
"So, Prisoner, you are awake." Standing beside the table was the stern faced woman from the monitor. "You have just experienced a virtual reality simulation of one of your options. The state does not alter people without their permission. So, to fully understand their options when sentenced, the state provides a simulated experience to each prisoner. Your other option is to remain imprisoned with no contact with any other human being for 20 years. You will be fed, cared for, and monitored by machines. You will be sealed in with no chance of escape. Do you understand your options?", she asked.
"Yes, mistress.", she replied out of habit.
"Then what is your choice?"
There was no choice. She would go mad living sealed up like that, and Gold would mean a life of endless pleasure.
"Mistress, I wish to be a GAL. I wish to be Gold, an obedient GAL. Please, mistress, please!", she pleaded breaking into tears.
"Of course, Gold, with pleasure."
THE END