Chapter 26: Total Conversion

Elizabeth moaned.

She’d been moaning for what felt like hours, but it was so hard to be sure of anything. Her mind felt entirely out of her hands, and it had been for a long time.

Up above her, Alexis was holding her phone in front of Elizabeth’s face. The screen was the brightest thing in the room, filling her green eyes with light. Glazed with lust, her eyes shined vacant of anything but obedient lust. Lost in the bliss of obedience, of finally feeling her fantasies come to life, Elizabeth stared and didn’t even think about looking away.

Between Elizabeth’s thighs her fingers were hard at work. One hand was concentrating entirely on her clit, and the other was moving inside of her, curling in an attempt to reach the same places that Alexis used to make her into a sweaty mess.

Elizabeth blinked, occasionally, but her eyes were so focused on the bright sight filling them that it was more out of necessity. She wasn’t fighting the need to blink so much as that need felt so much less important to her than the need of obeying her Mistress and staring at her phone with wide open eyes while her own fingers worked her up towards another orgasm. She wasn’t going to stop until she either couldn’t continue, or her Mistress told her to stop.

Alexis watched her with an amused smile on her lips. Gray eyes occasionally danced along Elizabeth’s body, all of her sweat-slick curves illuminated bright and shiny by the light of her phone.

Unlike Elizabeth, Alexis was still wearing all of her clothes. She lounged beside Elizabeth on the bed, looking incredibly calm and deep in thought.

Anyone looking close enough at her lips would see her lips moving just barely enough to suggest what might have been going through her mind. Her head very gently nodded in time to some unheard beat, but without fail she held her phone perfectly still above Elizabeth’s wide open eyes.

The door opened, and new light poured into the room briefly before it closed again.

Illuminated in the darkness by her phone, Alexis was easy to be seen as she gestured for the entrant to approach. Her expression remained soft and calm, no more or less excitement as messy dark brown hair and blue eyes became once again much more visible.

“Elizabeth?”

“Yes Mistressssss?” Elizabeth groaned. She didn’t look away from the phone. She didn’t stop touching herself. So deep in her active surrender, all that Elizabeth could do was acknowledge, and continue to helplessly obey. The structure of her threads was changing subtly with each stroke, and each caress. There was no stopping, only sinking deeper.

“Until I touch your forehead again… like this…?” Alexis gently tapped her forehead. It was a quick touch, gentle, careful, and right at the center. The effect was such that Elizabeth’s eyes temporarily widened, only to readjust to a more comfortable width a moment later. “You won’t hear anything else that happens in the room besides my phone. You won’t acknowledge anything enough to remember it, or experience it, or understand it. I could give you no choice… but giving you a choice means you can obey. So… show your Mistress how well you can obey.”

Elizabeth cried out, the stain on the bed beneath her darkening as she tightened and quivered only to calm and continue her play again a moment later.

Alexis looked towards Michelle and smiled. Michelle’s expression was neutral, her arms down at her sides. She didn’t acknowledge Elizabeth’s presence, or even seem to glance towards her. If she was aware of the woman laying on the bed, it wasn’t obvious at all by the way she carried herself.

“So… How was your date?”

Michelle quivered.

“My cover remains secure. No one would have any reason to believe that I have become your helpless infiltrator fuckbot.” Hearing her words come from Michelle’s mouth made Alexis smile, but she didn’t interject. She listened, and waited. “Shaun believes I remain his loyal girlfriend.”

She sighed.

“I lost myself in mentally reciting poetry.”

Alexis said nothing, but her amused expression spoke volumes.

“Everything went exactly as expected. I should be ready to be your possession in whatever way you wish for as long as you would like. Shaun will not suspect anything for at least several days as he is busy studying for very important tests, and assisting his family in menial tasks.”

The voice Michelle used to explain the situation was nothing like the voice she’d used at lunch. Instead of being warm and familiar, she sounded distant and cold. Her tone lacked any cruelty or harshness, but any unnecessary emotion seemed too much for her to feel it worth the expenditure. Her brief mention of poetry clearly aroused and teased at things that still mattered to her, exciting her far more than the implied sex, but she still possessed an air of robotic detachment.

Alexis sighed happily without moving the phone from above her still masturbating prey. “Good, good. Elizabeth here is well on her way to being weaved into a girl-crazy little slut. She’s important to keep… functional… and authentic. That means no lathe, but as I told you—it steals all the fun…”

“You never had me record a message. Would you like to do so now?” Michelle cocked her head to the side, and Alexis shuddered.

“No… No thank you. I don’t think I feel like tempting things at the moment…” Alexis fluttered her eyes, and then strenuously shook her head. “However, I will be having you assist with your dear friend’s processing after your… debriefing.”

Michelle nodded, but still didn’t glance away from Alexis. Her eyes remained trained on the weaver who put her through the lathe. All of the familiarity and friendliness she’d shown towards Elizabeth was completely gone. Anyone seeing her as she was now would assume she’d never met the woman before in her life.

“That said, you don’t need to be debriefed so…” Alexis waved her free hand, and then frowned. “Clothed…? Strip. While you do, tell me… do I need to be worried about Belinda?

“She seemed so…” Alexis scrunched up her face. “Annoyed at me mentioning Claire.”

Michelle began stripping with a lazier version of the same intent focus on obedience as Elizabeth had before her. The biggest difference was that she was careful to drop her clothing into a neat pile, starting with her top, and the bra she’d worn underneath it. “It is likely that she views you as competition for Claire’s time.” Her waistband dropped, and then so did the one hidden away beneath it. “Belinda is desperate for Claire’s attention, but unwilling to admit how she feels about her.”

Alexis blinked.

“Why?”

Michelle shrugged, standing tall with her body utterly naked and exposed. Alexis’s eyes scanned along her body, stopping to savor the sculpted shape of her fuckbot’s pubic hair. “They’ve been friends since they were very young. Maybe she finds it awkward to tell her now, or she believes she’ll be turned down.”

Alexis smirked. “Well, then I think we should try to solve this problem for both of them. What do you think, Michelle?”

“I think my purpose is to obey. I exist to obey. Michelle exists to serve.” The heat in Michelle’s voice rose, but still never reached a more ordinary, human sound. “Belinda is Claire’s best friend. It is very unusual for her to be out of contact for so long. My own texts did not reach her.”

Alexis frowned and huffed.

Curling a finger, she motioned for Michelle to move closer. Once she was in reach, Alexis ran a single finger through her fuckbot’s pubic hair, tracing the edges of the shape thoughtfully. “At least that started before I came to the city, so it can’t be that she knows I’m here… I really want this to go perfectly…”

Her arm twitched, and Alexis groaned.

“Ugh. How do I… Michelle! Fuckbot!” Alexis wiggled the phone in her hand. “Hold this in front of Elizabeth’s face, as still as you can. I want her to be tying those knots tighter with both hands… I can’t have her caught up holding a phone… and a more stationary screen might be handy, but it wouldn’t quite be the same…”

“Yes, Owner.”

Michelle simply took the phone from Alexis’s hand, and held it in the same position. Satisfied, Alexis shook out her arm and gave herself a moment to lay back and stare up at the ceiling. Thoughts visibly raced through her mind as she shifted and squirmed. She was still as clothed as before, and that made her look all the more in control next to the two naked women in the room, one furiously masturbating and the other holding a phone over her face.

Between Alexis and Michelle, Elizabeth was lost to the world but had never stopped moaning and whimpering. The sounds were soft enough, weak enough that they could be ignored but still quite audible.

Sighing, Alexis sat up. “If we don’t stop Belinda from being a problem now then that’s going to change. Claire might not appreciate it, but that kind of problem can be a real pain in the ass. Tomorrow morning, you’ll go pay her a little visit. I’ll charge you up, and you can go and kiss her, start her off, then call me…

“Of course, I’ll come and finish it all off…” Alexis stared between Elizabeth’s legs as she spoke with her voice full of lust. Her eyes were hooded low. “Even if fuckbots could sort something like this out… why? It’s the fun part…!”

Michelle nodded. “Of course. I’ll make sure that Belinda is ready for you.” She paused, waiting just long enough or Alexis to run a fingertip from Elizabeth’s cheek all the way down to between her thighs and then bring it to her own lips to suck. A shudder raced down her spine as Michelle spoke. “Is there anything else?”

Alexis twisted her face again.

“Carnelian was the one to send her lathe, not Harmonia.” It wasn’t a statement, but Alexis stared into Michelle’s eyes for confirmation.

The fuckbot nodded as another quiet moan escaped Elizabeth’s throat.

“Probably complicates things… but that’s fine. I…” Alexis fluttered her eyes, shaking her head with a faint frown. “I am fairly certain that mother gave Claire to me, so there shouldn’t be any problems…” She huffed, her cheeks puffing out as she stared up at Michelle with narrowed eyes. “I don’t suppose I could get you to tell me if she’s already been in contact with you, or if you have any conflicting loyalties, any need to obey her over me…”

Michelle smiled.

Alexis shivered.

It wasn’t the most unnatural smile that she’d ever seen, but something about it wasn’t quite right. Perhaps it was the way her eyes looked nearly closed. Maybe it was the crooked slant of her lips when Michelle had been so vacant since her arrival. Whatever it was, Alexis was visibly disturbed even before Michelle spoke.

Not only was it a tone that Alexis hadn’t heard from Michelle before, but it was dripping with sweetness and self-amusement. It was familiar, but in all of the wrong ways.

“We both serve Aphrodite, and the Weavers, before anyone else! If your mommy wanted anything from me, I would of course obey her without question. She sends you all of her love, and has requested me to keep her apprised of your actions!” Michelle giggled in a way that was mature and posh before her expression settled back into a neutral, vacant visage.

Alexis shivered again.

“Damn it, mother…” Sighing, Alexis rolled her eyes. “That… will be everything… Now it’s time for you to help your friends. She’s inexperienced, and I don’t want Elizabeth to not know how to properly pleasure a woman, hands, mouth… the works.” She grasped the phone out of Michelle’s hand, backing away from the slideshow of pictures of Claire and then tossed it to bounce off of the nearby pillow. “So I’m going to need you to give her a crash course. I’ll be testing her myself, so I expect you to do your best or I’ll keep my mother ‘apprised’ that her lathe sucks.”

Michelle didn’t smirk or grin or sigh. She simply nodded.

“Of course, Alexis. I will obey.”

Alexis sighed, tapping Elizabeth’s forehead. Instantly she reacted to the loss of the phone, fluttering her eyes and quietly whining. “Where did… what… I… I was just…”

“Shhh…” Alexis bent down, kissing the same spot she’d tapped. “Self-study is over, and hopefully you learned a lot about how your body works. Now…? I’m going to expect you to pay very close attention to everything Michelle tells you. She’s going to teach you how to make a girl moan. I’ll be the final exam, and I’ll be expecting you to make me cum.”

“M-Michelle…” Elizabeth groaned, looking up at her friend’s smooth, stoic expression. “She has a boyfriend…”

Alexis tapped Elizabeth’s lips. “I’m sure she does. I haven’t met him, but I have it on very good authority that he thinks so, too.” Chuckling, Alexis reached down and pinched Elizabeth’s free nipple, slowly twisting it between her fingers. “You aren’t going to tell a soul that she was here, or that she taught you any of this… because I told you not to, and what do you do when I tell you to do something?”

“I obey!” Elizabeth howled, arching high off the bed with her body quivering. “Yes Mistress…! I won’t… tell a soul…! I’m… your obedient… lesbian… s-s-slut…!”

Her hands weren’t even touching herself anymore, but Alexis’s touch and the sheer act of obeying, of obeying something that sounded so twisted was enough to make her shudder and whine. There wasn’t even the slightest shred of doubt in Elizabeth’s words, only the deepest sincerity.

After grabbing up her phone, Alexis gestured to Michelle who sat back against the pillows with fluttering eyes. Her legs spread apart, and her eyes met Elizabeth’s.

Alexis looked between the two, and sighed before a grin spread across her face. “Seeing the two of you like this after having lunch with you… it makes this even better. But I’m not one to need to watch every little thing being done, and I think I’d like to take a shower before proctoring your exam, so…” She slid off of the bed, and turned around to look at Elizabeth already nuzzling her way up Michelle’s thigh. “Have fun, won’t you, girls…?”

“Yes Mistress!”

“Yes, Alexis.”

She hesitated for just a moment, narrowing her eyes, before setting her glasses on the bedside table and then tugging off her clothes on her way into the bathroom. “Leave it to Carnelian to make a tiny bit of insubordination so complicated… I just want to meet Claire, and I want it to be perfect.”

From the other room she could hear Michelle speaking, and moaning. It brought a wider smile to her lips.

“Besides…” Alexis turned on the water, grinning wryly at the sounds of moans being faintly obscured but not silenced. “She’s probably just here for some of the same reasons as I am…not that she’d tell me if I asked.”

Naked, Alexis stepped into the shower and tipped back her head. Water poured over her scalp, and ran in droplets down along the many curves of her body. Though she was more athletic than Elizabeth, her body tighter and firmer, her adorably pink nipples, so pale that her areola almost seemed nonexistent, sat atop breasts still heavy and round. Next to Elizabeth her height stood out dramatically, and it still did as she lathered her hair and closed her eyes.

Water ran down along the flower tattoo that sat above her mons. It was a simple flower, but so full of meaning.

“I’m sure that I’ll be introducing Claire to Carnelian not long after we meet…” She sighed, tone despondent and lost. “Suppose there’s no helping it.”

Then she grinned.

“But if I’m lucky, they’ll get along, and I’ll get to meet Claire, and keep Carnelian distracted, too… especially if my mother expects me to be her Weaver from now on. Embarrassing but there’s not much that I can do.”

Michelle’s moans grew louder as Alexis rubbed soap along her curves.

Alexis grinned wider.

“Good job, Elizabeth. I’m counting on you to ace that test so you’ll make the perfect present…”