Jessica walked into the shop in a neat white blouse and trim skirt. She was a college student looking for part time work to bolster her tenuous finances and came in response to just such a job posting online. She would be stacking shelves at a local toy shop. At least, that is what she had understood. However, as she entered the establishment she gawked in shock at the assorted sexual paraphernalia which surrounded her. These were not the type of toys she had expected to be stacking.
Just as she was considering turning around and leaving, the owner stepped out from behind the front counter and approached her.
"You must be Jessica right? You were interested in the part time position." He observed her rather thoroughly, eyes drifting downwards and lingering in all the wrong places.
"Um, yes but I'm not sure about that position...I mean, I wasn't expecting it to be that kind of shop!"
"Oh, come now. You came all the way here so you may as well at least hear me out. I know you will enjoy this position." he argued firmly.
"I just...I'm kind of shy around this stuff and honestly I don't see myself working here..." she began, but the owner didn't look convinced.
"Hear me out, that's all I ask. Just come to the back room and we will have a brief discussion. Then, if you don't find anything else, this can be your backup option."
Jessica reluctantly nodded and followed him to the back room.
"So, its a shelf stacking position right? Will I actually have to touch all those...toys and all that? I know they haven't been used or anything but its still kinda gross..." she shifted in spot as she pictured it.
"Oh no dear. You are a little mistaken here." He turned and reached for something, though Jessica couldn't quite see what it was. "You aren't going to be an employee at all. You will be the one stacked on a shelf."
Jessica squinted in confusion "Um, what does that mean? Look I came here for-"
Before she could finish, the man had grabbed some piece of damp cloth and rushed forward, pressing it up against her face and covering her airways.
"mmmmpphh!!" she let out a muffled cry.
As she inhaled from the soggy fabric, its chemical stench assaulted her nostril. She tried to get away, but the man was holding her by the back of her head and forcing the cloth into her nose and mouth even more. After a second breath, the dizziness hit her. Soon her struggles died down and her arms went limp. Her legs wobbled as her eyelids fluttered and after several more shallow gasps, fell closed.
Jessica blacked out.
When she next awoke, something immediately felt off. Her eyes flickered open and she saw that she was still in the back room, though now she was tied to a chair and gagged. Her head was still spinning from the knockout drug she had been dosed with, but there was more to worry about for poor Jessica. There was now a distinct dull pain and mild numbness radiating from two points on the top of her head. To top it off, she looked down at her body and saw that she wasn't wearing the same blouse and skirt she had entered here in. The bastard had stripped her down and redressed her in some skimpy new outfit.
She was now wearing a bright pink miniskirt which didn't even properly cover her frilly white panties. Those too were replacements of course. Her top wasn't any better, with her bra being replaced with something to match her underwear, it looked like something out of a sexy lingerie catalog. The fact that she could see her bra so well was also disturbing since she was also wearing a t-shirt. Well, calling it that was way too generous. It was a thin piece of fabric which didn't even manage to cover her tits, let alone the rest of her torso. The absurd garment was also bright pink and had the phrase 'Bunni-Bot' plastered across it in large, glittery letters.
So this mad man had bond her and dressed her up in some ridiculously revealing outfit. Jessica could guess where this was going and she didn't like it. When the man came into the room, she immediately screamed into her gag and thrashed about, rocking the chair slightly but ultimately failing to do anything but tire herself out.
"Ah, awake and raring to go are we? I haven't even explained the situation yet. Calm down for a second and let me tell you what is going to happen to you"
He walked over to a full size mirror that was tucked away at the back of the room and wheeled it over slowly. As he pushed it into place, Jessica's eyes widened in shock.
"So, you probably already noticed your new costume, but I don't think you got the full picture." he said with a sinister chuckle.
As Jessica looked at herself, she saw the rest of the changes. Her face had been done up in a heavy coat of makeup. Glossy peach colored lipstick accentuated her mouth, her skin tone was much lighter than usual and there were several lines emanating outwards from her nose along her cheeks resembling whiskers. They clearly went with the other accessory she had been given, a pair of fuzzy bunny ears. She shook her violently, as if to throw them off, but they wouldn't budge. They were actually more rigid than she thought and she couldn't seem to see a headband or anything holding them in place.
"Oh no dear those won't come off. Ever. They're implanted into your skull. Its a permanent feature, just like that makeup. It won't come off, not that you would get the chance to remove it." he chuckled again. Jessica was really starting to hate that chuckle.
"You see, you're going to be a Bunni-Bot. Our newest product. There is still some programming to do, but it won't take long I'm sure. Then we can package you up neatly in a box and display you proudly on the shelf for the right horny guy to come along and buy you. Or lady, a customer's a customer after all. And everyone will want their very own beautiful Bunni-Bot!"
Jessica stared in terror as she listened to the madman ramble. What the fuck was a Bunni-Bot? Did this lunatic plan on sealing her in a box dressed like this? What did he mean by 'programming'?
It wouldn't take long for her to find out. The store owner pulled out his phone from his pocket and began to fiddle around on the screen. Jessica could only watch, confusion giving way to dread as his face twisted into an evil smile and he looked back up at her.
Something started to feel off. She couldn't describe it, maybe a pressure? In her head. Coming from where these ears were...implanted. Like something burrowing into her mind. Everything was slightly blurry...no it was shaking slightly. She was shaking slightly! The ears were vibrating gently. Suddenly she heard an odd tone, like a low beep. Yet, it didn't sound natural. Didn't sound like it came from anywhere...like it came from inside her head!
Her eyes widened and she stared at the man in fear.
"Ah, you felt it activating. I just started the Bunni-Bot programming. Basically, the ears act as antennas, and you are one big remote controlled Sextoy. The nodes of the ears are implanted inside your brain and begin to reshape your thoughts into those of an obedient Bunni-Bot. They also take over control of your body and senses to ensure that you perform perfectly as an all-purpose fuckpet." he explained.
Jessica couldn't believe what he was saying, and yet she did indeed feel the ears pressing into her brain. Soon she began to feel a tingle down her spine, followed by a strange shiver.
"It also gives me helpful indications as to how far along your programming process is. Looks like it just took control of your nervous system. No more thrashing about then, that's good. Time to untie you I suppose."
With that, he leaned over and fumbled around the knots for a few seconds before undoing the rope around her wrists. As he was bending down to untie her ankles, Jessica contemplated taking the rope and strangling the vile man. Though, as much as she tried to, her hands wouldn't move. They remained stationary. Still. Lifeless and limp. The more effort she put in, the greater the pressure in her head, until she felt faint and gave up entirely. He finished untying her ankles and stepped back to ogle her body once more as whatever fucked up bullshit he was doing to her continued.
Next, the immobilized Jessica felt her body become flush. Heat spread through her and the familiar sensation of arousal swirled inside her mind as her thighs grew rapidly damp with her excitement. The heat just kept increasing and her breathing was ragged as she soon felt more turned on than she had ever been in her life. Her nipples, now rock hard, had little trouble poking through the thin bran and near non-existent t-shirt. Her pussy quivered and she moaned softly into the gag. The arousal was so intense she was losing her mind. She was so fucking horny all of a sudden, even the disgusting man glaring at her protruding nipples looked sexy to her now.
After a few minutes of mind numbing arousal, she felt like her brain short circuited for a moment. Then, thankfully, things began to die down. She remained hot and flustered, but at least now it had dropped back to a manageable level. She cursed herself for even thinking about her abductor in a sexual way, though the lingering slickness between her legs wouldn't let up. One area still seemed eager for his attention.
"Oh, it says it has finished calibrating your sexual response. Isn't that exciting?"
Jessica did not find it exciting. She found it excruciating that she was stuck here, dripping and groaning into her gag while some sick fuck watched. Moreover, she was terrified pf what was coming next.
"Ah, the next part requires full use of your body. Let me just remove that gag now, should have taken it off earlier." He commented as he tugged the gag away from her mouth.
Jessica was finally able to breath freely, but it was little solace. Her head began to swirl and her lips and tongue twitched slightly.
"I see. So this next part is the main programming course. Its just finalizing the calibration by performing delicate movements with the lips and tongue."
Jessica didn't like where this was going. She felt herself silently mouthing letters at the command of this sick program. Then, just as she completed her silent alphabet, sparks flew inside her mind. Her eyes were drawn to her reflection as she watched in horror as her mouth now formed a stream of audible words.
"I am Bunni-bot." were her first words since this ordeal began.
Jessica was astounded. How could it even make her say thing? She had watched, with complete focus, her own lips moving and her own mortified stare. The ears were compelling her to watch herself as they made her say this.
"I am a horny Bunni-Bot!" she cooed seductively, staring at herself as she did.
To her utter shock, she saw her hand move downwards towards her crotch and tenderly begin to grind several fingers against her damp white panties as she continued.
