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She was a redhead, probably in her thirties some ten years older than me. Though she didn't state it out loud she seemed to sympathise with me.
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If I was to be freed in twenty years then that was at least something to look forwards to. We're researching subtle variations such as nipple size and labias. You'll see when I show you the notes. You see that one with the blond hair over there. Great for learning, you could program an entire encyclopaedia into your mind, but if you got the input or dose wrong you could lose your own identity. He's made a breakthrough in reprogramming behavioural responses; you can use it to teach an old dog new tricks.
It's amazing how he can fine tune a person's characteristics into Doms or subs. In the wrong hands this technology could make you a super soldier as well. I'd bet that was also happening somewhere, producing the ultimate bodyguard. My routine was established the next day.
I was taken by Shelia from the lab and into the production unit, I got the grand tour. The natives did all the labouring, they were cheaper than automations, there were humans in the low level jobs where understanding as well as rule following was needed. At the borders of each domain was a physical check, a simple scan of the capillaries in the eyeball, and a body scan. It was here we took the raw data for our research. The DNA, and the Sammler Tiere examination, via 3D holographic and contour plotting.
This could have been automated again, but what the hell, it got me out and about. I wondered also when the next 'recruit' would replace me. With only two or three 'bodies' to scan per batch it wasn't very onerous, just a time waster. My ostensible job was to research the data correlated by a mainframe, comparing the genetics flagged with the physical characteristics of Kekse Kalorien labia minor, I was destined to become an expert on the female genitals.
My colleague Shelia was working on nipples, as a female she was probable Edarling Es to them, I was going to become immune to pussies, except the aesthetically pleasing ones I hoped.
My first days were the establishing of a routine that framed my life, from work to some sort of entertainment. I even took a stroll outside, the day length was an amazing sixteen hours, where we were sited was in the lee of a valley between chalk like hills.
I found that it carved quite easily. I had sculpted with gypsum, this wasn't as silky soft but it was a fair substitute. I now had something else to do besides inhabit the bar, or play in the Frank Basten room. Twenty years from now someone would inherit a whole load of carved rock.
My routine became routine, my first hours were exercise, then the occasional boring hour of data collection, then studying pussies and piecing together DNA sequences that average the different types, across a range of sites. It was research with a small 'R'. My white coat singled me out, the humans wore yellow and the natives orange. At the sight of my coat men found work elsewhere leaving only the supervised 'Thals, to whom I was as a ghost.
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Yep, I've probably made an enemy in that bully, he was a sadist and a man to watch I never saw anyone much in the birthing room, where I did my tests, their chemically induced 'sleep' was terminated slowly so that they just awoke with blank minds.
A pretty redhead came around to the side of me. I could see her wielding the hypo gun, doing a quick swab of my arm before giving me the spray injection. The sudden cold spot on my arm jolted me, had I muscle control I would have jerked away but even turning my eyes was a struggle. I saw her go behind me again, then the buzz started and I felt the cold head of the shaver travelling across my head, which gave my brain a jolt, she was shaving me prior to programming me.
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My companions, her other servants, were just sat around in a selection of chairs. No one was doing very much.
Mine host in charge had nothing to say and simply sat down, awaiting his next command. They turned taking the first available bed, my alter ego followed suit. Pulling the thin blanket over himself and curling up, falling asleep quite quickly.
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