Carl was at work one day when his attention suddenly went towards a photo of him and his lovely wife, Selena. He picked it up and was suddenly flooded with great happiness. All the things he loved about his wife came rushing back to him: her beautiful face, her attentiveness and affectionate ways, her devotion to him even after a brief affair with his former secretary Karen, the kindness and generosity she had shown to her brother Ben and his wife Amy when they needed a surrogate, and especially the beauty of her sexy body that had bounced back after the birth.
He reached into his pocket and began mindlessly fondling her keyfob, altering between a 1 and 4. This went on the rest of the afternoon.
That evening, when Carl arrived home, he was pleasantly surprised as Selena crashed into him with a passionate kiss. His heat and mad desire for her was reciprocated. Carl pushed one hand up through her thick hair to the back of her head and pulled her in, deepening their kiss. At the same time, his other hand found her breasts and began groping them roughly. Their shared lust escalated. Carl impatiently took a fist full of her shirt and ripped it away as he began kissing her neck and breasts eagerly.
"Please!" Selena screamed, "I need you!" Her hands found his belt and she quickly opened his pants. Carl's hard penis sprang from its enclosure.
The passionate couple quickly fumbled their way to the living room. Carl fell into the big chair and Selena dropped to her knees between her husband's legs. Taking firm hold of his penis, Selena hungrily took it into her mouth. She skillfully alternated between giving the head detailed attention with her tongue and deep thrusts of his member into her throat. Selena held the base of his penis in one hand and his testicles in the other while encouraging his pleasure with caresses and gentle loving squeezes.
In all his bliss, it was a true miracle that Carl was able to retrieve his wife's keyfob from his shirt pocket and slide the dial to a 5, but he was eager to please her. Selena's enthusiasm immediately doubled. Carl was amazed that his wife's attention could feel any better. He tried to restrain himself, to make the euphoria last, but he couldn't. During his eruption, he unintentionally bumped the keyfob to a 6. Selena's frenzy became more than he could bear, but she wouldn't stop.
In a dazed moment of understanding, Carl courageously pushed the keyfob to an 8. Selena immediately released him. Her spine straightened and her head fell back. Her agape mouth showed traces of unswallowed semen. She whimpered a long low cry and convulsed stiffly.
Carl opened his eyes and lifted his head. He took in the display before him, the slight pulses of his wife's beautiful body, the quiver of her full breast, the gratification he had provided her. Robert felt pleased with himself and content with his happy life.
*****
It was afternoon. The last class had just ended. Cindy was surrounded by a dozen of her closest friends and her boyfriend, Brent. The door to The Implant Mobile opened and a man in a white lab coat appeared, happily surprised by the size of the group.
"My! Look at all these eager young faces!" the man says. "Who's first?"
"I am," Cindy says, holding up her completed consent form. She turned to Brent.
"I can't be late for football practice. I won't be here when you get out," he said. She just looked at him. He paused, recognizing a glimmer of doubt. Brent knew her like no one else. "You're doing the right thing," he reassured her. She nodded. They shared a quick peck before Cindy turned to step into the traveling doctor's office. "I'll call you tonight," Brent called out as the door closed.
A few minutes later, Cindy waited nervously in the inner exam room dressed in a paper gown. The doctor entered reviewing her paperwork. "Hi, Cindy. It's nice to meet you. I'm always happy to see young women volunteering for The Implant."
"It's nice to meet you too, doctor," she replied politely.
"I am required to remind you this procedure will permanently take away your ability to sexually gratify yourself and will put that control into the hands of your future spouse," he explained.
"I understand," Cindy said.
Well, then, let's get this Implant installed, shall we?"
She nodded.
He helped her into position on the table, putting her feet into the stirrups and binding her thighs open with velcro straps while continuing to make conversation. "That's a very wise young man you were with. Your boyfriend, I assume?"
"Yes. We've been together for almost two years. He's always told me as soon as I turn 18, I'd have to get The Implant, or his parents wouldn't let us date anymore." she said scooting down and laying back.
The doctor opened her labia and inserted a speculum. Cindy tensed. "Relax sweetheart," he said pushing it deep into her innocent body. "Two years?! My! Your paperwork says you're a virgin?" he asked, opening the cold metal device.
"I am." she cringed at the foreign sensation but tried to distract herself by continuing with polite conversation. "As the captain of the cheerleading squad, it's very important that I always remain a positive role model."
"Absolutely." the doctor replied, opening the speculum as wide as it would go. The doctor used a concave tool to push the surrounding flesh back away from Cindy's youthful pearl. Then, he pressed a syringe against the top of her clitoris, aiming for the flesh behind it. "Here comes a little pinch," he said as he triggered the button with a startling SNAP, like that of a stapler.
Cindy jumped while her thighs tried in vain to close. A moment later, the white-hot pain coursed through her whole body. She sucked in a shocked breath. "It hurts. It hurts. It hurts. It hurts." she repeated quickly.
"Shhhh... You need to put on a brave face for the other girls waiting outside. They look up to you!" the doctor said. He proceeded to test her clitoris for sensitivity using a small vibrating object. Once he confirmed it was dead, he turned the keyfob to a six. Cindy moaned lustfully and the doctor quickly shut it off again. He closed and removed the speculum and helped Cindy to a painful sitting position while she wiped her wet eyes.
"I'll write you a note excusing you from cheerleading practice for a few days." the doctor said, reaching for his pad.
"No," Cindy replied abruptly. "I'm the captain. I have to be strong and push through it," she said resolutely.
"Alright Cindy," he said, returning the pad to the drawer. "Your keyfob will be sent to the Federal Security office where it will be stored until your Authorized Male files a claim for it." He said, handing her a receipt. "He'll need the identification number from this, so don't lose it, ok sweetheart?"
"Yes, doctor. Thank you!" she said.
A few minutes later, Cindy stepped out of The Implant Mobile with a certain glow about her.
"Cindy, you look so grown up!" Marissa observed.
"Cindy, did it hurt like they say?" another girl asked. All the girls waited anxiously for her reply.
"It's only a little pinch." she smiled. "A small price to pay to secure my future happiness," Cindy said, quoting the phrase used on all the public service announcements.
"Are you going to be able to teach us how to do the splits today, as you said?"
"Of course," Cindy replied with some hesitation. She forced herself to smile at the girl. "Thank you for the reminder."
The doctor poked his head out with a huge smile. "Who's next?"
Cindy turned away so the rest of the girls didn't see her trauma. She was in luck: the other girls turned toward the doctor and then to each other as they began to argue about who got to be next.
