Maybe I should just leave...
' when underneath one of the doors he saw an eerie blue glow emanate from the thin gap underneath.
His curiosity getting the better of him, he tried this door only to find it unlocked. It looked like a relatively ordinary powder-blue office-type door this time, far tamer than some of the others he'd passed already. Pushing it open with only a faint groan of the hinges, Tony found himself in an ordinary-looking conference room. There were a few chairs, a table, a large mirror, and a bin of what might've been maid collars.
The blue light, it seemed was coming from a pair of hexagons on the floor in front of the mirror. Around their perimeter the blue light gleamed bright from what Tony recognized as some of the greatest holoprojectors money could buy! A green LED blinked from a tablet on the table, '
Yo! Some dumb bitch left it connected!
' Tony couldn't believe his luck as he tapped the tablet screen twice and it came to life. '
It's not even locked!
'
The app seemed to be designed to allow you to customize your ideal maid '
Nifty!..
' he tapped the 'Let's Get Started!' button and their default maid seemed to sprout out of the hexagon on the floor. He gasped, the lifelike nature was striking. Apart from a slight blue-ish hue, you could swear the maid was about to walk off the platform and curtsy for you.
A sinister thought came to his mind. '
You know... Fucking with their defaults is
exactly
the level of mischief I came here to do. It'll be embarrassing, it'll be awkward, it'll take time to fix... but ultimately fixable. It's perfect.
' He quickly went through the poorly-secured settings and found the default settings. He might not have been a cybersecurity expert, but navigating computers had always come more naturally to him than others. '
Not my fault I'm smart.
'
Just before he hit the 'Edit Default' button, he was struck with a strange sense that he should leave it alone, that MaidSlaves deserved his respect, but he shook it off and tapped the touch screen. A series of sliders appeared on his screen next to a cartoon depiction of the projection that was in front of him. '
OK, now, what's going to shock a customer that comes in here?...
' he asked himself as he set about first adjusting the wardrobe.
He got rid of the satins and traditional uniforms and went deep into the settings to configure a whole new getup. On her torso was a halter-top hoodie in charcoal grey, exposing her toned midriff; the hoodie was finished with black and pink striped piping and there was a large black 'M' on the front with a small pink kitten clinging to one side. The hood itself had its own cat ears, but for now the hood hung back. Next, he changed her hair colour from the platinum blonde and wavy to a punky electric purple in a sort of pixie cut that was deliberately messy. He added a skull & crossbones in plastic riveted around the perimeter of the typical MaidSlaves collar.
Taking another look at the face, he added pale foundation, dark purple lipstick, black eyeshadow, but he felt there was a missing touch. Delving deep into the code structure again he found the base structure he needed to code a simple tattoo on her face, a hollow five-pointed rocker star appeared on her cheek. Smiling, he quickly found the coding for a pair of ear plugs in lieu of the diamond studs she'd been sporting. It didn't take him much longer to add a belly piercing with a cute diamond and a black enamelled-steel bunny dangling down, visible on her exposed belly.
Looking to the hands, he frowned at the white satin gloves she still bore and changed them to a pair of fingerless mesh gloves closing at the wrists with a spiked leather band, to them he added a slew of rings and bangles to bling-out the look. He made the belt a riveted rocker pink leather belt as well to match. He changed the fingernails to a collection of white and black block colours in a variety of patterns: checkered, black with white skull, and solid colours with garish pink lightning bolts going through the middle. It made her hands look busy and asymmetrical, but clearly decorated with exquisite care.
The skirt he changed from it's default black satin to a washed-out black denim wrap skirt with frayed edges pinned with oversize safety pins. A pair of chains looped around the back of her skirt giving her hips a punky jingle to their sway. He swapped out the standard satin apron for a comically mini one wrapped around the skirt only in white cotton. The legs he changed from their delicate white silk stockings to a pink fishnet pattern leading down into a pair of black boot heels that were artfully loose.
As for underwear... He quickly selected black PVC undergarments. Push-up bra, crotchless panties, but he hesitated on the garter belt. Deciding it ruined the lines he'd been looking for, he decided to cancel the garter belt altogether and added a lace stay-up detail to the fishnet stockings instead. He added a black washed-out denim tiny handbag with oversized expansive cargo pouches on the outside to complete the outfit, punk rock band pin-on buttons bedazzled the outside as the projection shifted and shimmered.
Looking the maid up and down, he was satisfied with the wardrobe choices he'd picked. No way a customer was coming in for
this
as the standard model... Yet there were so many options other than just clothing! He could change her breasts, her attitude, even her intelligence! '
Let's see here...
' He turned the intelligence down to a ditzy below-average level and turned up the bratty-ness. He turned down the independence part of the willpower setting but turned up the sex drive before he was done. Obedience he turned down to its minimum level, and then turned to the physical characteristics.
He was having fun sliding the breast sizes up and down when he bottomed out the slider and was prompted with a message.
"You have bottomed out a secondary sexual characteristic, would user like to investigate other gender modes? YES/NO"
Curious, Tony pushed "YES" and smiled at the dropdown menu. Laughing, he selected what he thought was the funniest choice and hit confirm on "Enter FEMMEBOI Mode?" He giggled to himself as the projection shimmered. The changes were subtle, but obvious to anyone looking, and of course he turned to customize the genitals down to something cute, petite, and... '
Ahh there it is!
'...caged in a little pink plastic cage too. He went back to the breast slider and put on pert B-cups on the slightly wider chest and tightened up the butt into an athletic tone.
Pushing the screen button that said "ANIMATE?" he watched amused as the holographic projection seemed to wake up. Looking around the room, it found where Tony was standing and shifted in its heels to face him. It stuck its tongue out and made a silly face before blowing him a kiss and passing into a quick curtsy. Tony sat back on the table in the room for a moment, watching his creation.
If he had been truly strong of mind, he might've been able to leave right there. Entering through the open side door wasn't breaking and entering, it was barely trespassing. Monkeying with the default settings could hardly be described as a crime. If he just turned around and walked away, he'd probably go back to an
almost
normal life.
But Tony
wasn't
that strong of mind, nor of will. He'd stayed far too long already. His first wave of doubt over whether he should be touching their machines without permission would have been his first sign, had he been paying attention. Instead, he barely noticed as he turned the projector off, locked and turned off the tablet, and tucked in all the chairs. He was subconsciously leaving the room more orderly than he'd found it.
He looked once around the room he'd just straightened up and smiled at the wave of satisfaction he'd already been programmed to feel at the sight of a nice clean room. Closing the door gently behind him, he decided to keep wandering to see if there was anything else he could manipulate.
[...]
Almost all the other doors were locked, but he finally found one that opened when he twisted the knob. This door was white plastic, shiny, and smelled slightly of hospital-grade antiseptic. Swinging the door wide, he saw a gleaming stainless steel-on-white medical facility, complete with gurneys, monitors, and medical equipment Tony could only guess at the use of.
There were a few 'patients' seemingly sedated behind blue curtains at one end of the room. '
No need to bother them, not like they've done anything wrong.
' But, medical supplies didn't come cheap these days, he remembered, there might be something around here worth taking to ease his own burdens at home.
