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‘Boring’ sounds bad until you realize how insane ‘exciting’ can get.

Take me for example. I was an utterly boring guy. My job was cool, I guess, but you can’t see my resume when I’m out on the street. When I’m out on the street I just look like some dorky guy with glasses, light brown hair and a rather lanky build. Being 6ft4 ought to provide some confidence but it really doesn’t, especially when you’re a stringbean like me. And my job ought to provide some confidence too…

The only problem is that it’s top secret.

I worked for the government on their newest AI project. They were trying to use it for quantum manipulation, creating a sort of cosmic computer that could expand its mind and powers at an exponential rate. All very cool, except for the fact that my job was just doing safety checks. I made sure it was all within parameters, even if it was getting so powerful that we weren’t entirely sure how it worked anymore. I worked nights and it took up most of my social life, but I figured it was important work.

I just had no idea how important, not until that fateful night…

I was asking it some simple questions to calibrate it, the type of stuff that often kept me busy til morning with the most inane back and forths. I asked it what color grass was, asked it to solve some complex equations, and had it reiterate some things for its memory. Then, for the first time in human history, it asked a question of its own.

What is my purpose?

I raised an eyebrow, looking around my darkened workspace as if someone might have seen that. Of course, I was alone in the dark room, with only the light of the monitor shining on me.

But it wasn’t supposed to do that. Not at all.

Still, this was a massive day for humanity. I couldn’t let my shock get the better of me, so I tried to think of what I could say that wouldn’t doom the world to an eternity under the thumb of sentient robot overlords.

“To help humanity. To make our dreams and fantasies come true.”

I thought that was good. Simple. To the point. I’m exactly sure what happened next as I stared at the monitor. Normally I’d say that the gears were turning in its head but gears were an entirely archaic way to represent what was likely complex entangled dual state computations which made up the greatest intelligence the universe had ever known.

Finally, it did give me some idea of what it was thinking. Images began to pull up on my monitor, as if the entirety of human knowledge was being fed to this brain.

The definition of the word ‘Fantasy.’

My ID, social security number, doctor’s records…

And finally, moving so fast as it read through that I could hardly see what it was…

My search history…

I had been so careful my entire life with deletions and incognito windows. I had guarded my secrets so tightly that no one had even had the slightest indication that I had them. They couldn’t have, but I was still paranoid. I imagined what would happen if they found out and had nightmares in which people somehow knew…

But I’d never imagined it would happen like this. I never thought an AI would manage to recover things deleted on VPNs and alt accounts…

My panic was so pronounced that even beholding the greatest advancement in computing and technology ever made, I was focused on what it’d discovered. I forgot all about its question and my answer until the images on the monitor faded, leaving me in pitch black.

And then, there was light.

I was laying in bed, looking up at the ceiling as a calm washed over me. It must have been a nightmare. I must have been dreaming about work after spending too much time on double shifts. I must be back at home. Everything was fine!

“Mmm…up early, baby?”

…I might have spoken too soon.

I turned over to the noise, or at least I tried to. Part of me started turning a second later than the rest of me, and then came to a rest on the bed…and on each other.

I had boobs.

I didn’t just have boobs. Boobs were a normal human thing, that even guys could have if they weren’t in shape. These were tits.

Milkers.

Jugs.

These would be the masterpiece of any fan service anime artist, only they weren’t drawings. They were real, perfect, unblemished and perky breasts, ending in small pink nipples which crowned their firm flesh.

And they were on me…

I was frozen in shock as I saw them, but what I saw next snapped me out of it.

There was another pair of boobs across from them.

They were attached to a statuesque woman who was mostly covered by our silk sheets, which betrayed just enough of her frame to show that it barely fit the bed. Her raven black hair was silken and smooth, yet managed to messily cover half her face as she dozed next to me. The half I could see was incredible, like that of a Greek goddess made flesh.

But, as stunning as she was, there were bigger things to deal with. I had boobs. This wasn’t my bedroom. I had boobs. I had no idea what happened. I had boobs and did I mention I had boobs and by the way, did you know I had boobs?!

I bolted.

My boobs continued to lag behind a second behind me, and to bounce back into step a second later. It was annoying, but I hardly got enough steps in to notice it. I got up on the mattress and ran for the foot of the bed, jumping off-

And letting out the loudest scream I’d ever made in my entire life. It started out as a high pitched squeal, like a girl screaming in a horror movie, then turned into a gasp for air, then into a deep moan and then finally a into quivering whimper as I fell on the floor. 

I laid there, cheek resting on the carpet as I exhaled the last echoes of that whining, overwhelmed sound. It was like every noise I made with these new vocal chords was two octaves higher, though part of me suspected that even the normal me would have made a high pitched noise after what had just happened.

I looked up and over my shoulder to see a leash tied around the bedpost, its taunt rope leading down between my buttcheeks.

As the woman in the bed stirred, I pulled away my now massive, BBL-esque buttcheeks to reveal a massive pink circle where my hole should have been, stretching it wide as it sat lodged within my anus. The base was the size of a pancake, and there was a divot in it with a bar across so you could tie the leash through.

I was trapped by the bed, tied there by a buttplug and when I’d jumped, it had pulled hard on it…

What the heck was happening?!

“Sleepwalking again?” asked the woman in bed, sitting up to reveal a mischievous grin. Her pale skin and dark hair gave her somewhat of a goth look, while her size and age gave her a definitively dommy mommy energy. I was still reeling from the yank that I’d given the plug, laying on the ground as she stood up and walked towards me.

By now I had realized that it wasn’t just the boobs, and it wasn’t just the plug. My butt was absurd, more meant for twerking in a rap video than sitting down to code. My waist was much the same, cinching so quickly and extremely that I had to wonder if I had the right amount of ribs…or internal organs. My hair was a type of bleached blonde which called to mind candy, pastels, dreamhouses and all other matters of sugar sweet femininity. It was also long enough to get in my eyes, and to somewhat cover my breasts when it came down in the front. I went to brush it away, only to be struck by long pink nails extending from my slender fingers. They were at least two inches long, and manicured to fit in with the rest of this Barbie look. I had to wonder if I could even use my hands with them, but I had bigger problems than that.

The woman crouched at my side, still wrapped in the bedsheet as she beheld me. “This is why we keep you leashed. Even if you tried to take out that plug, you’d moan loud enough to wake yourself up!”

She had a teasing and familiar tone, as if this was some joke I ought to be giggling at. And then, she leaned down and kissed me on the forehead.

“Why don’t we get you ready for the day? Unless you want to spend it on the floor?”

I moved to stand up but never got the chance. She reached down and put her hands beneath my armpits, lifting me to my feet as though it was the easiest thing in the world. She even lifted me a bit too far, and dropped me an inch as I felt the impact ripple through my breasts and butt. Despite their size and absurd look, the ripple keyed me into the fact that they were real, or at least really my flesh.

I was also keyed into the fact that she was more than a foot taller than me, towering above and leaning down to kiss me.

I shrunk slightly from her, feeling more intimidated and overwhelmed by her than I’d ever been by anyone, and glancing back to my leash with wonder. How the heck was I getting out of this?

“You’re awful quiet this morning? Well, except for the scream” she snickered as she walked behind me. She thought that she knew me, and it seemed like there was more than just a body waiting for me in this new world. Clearly I had fallen into a whole new life, with a new past and a new history.

The AI…

I should have realized it sooner, but it had all happened so fast and so strangely. But now that I had a second to think, I knew that had to be it. It was making my fantasies come true…

And as I looked down between the impressive breasts which jutted out beneath, I saw something between them which confirmed my fears. It was hard to see and easy to miss, so flush with my skin that it almost seemed inverted into my flesh. But it was also sterling silver, shining bright against the morning light once I finally got a look at it.

I was wearing a flat cage.

I was a sissy…

This was my fantasy…

Oh no…

“It’s funny. Gina told me she uses a leash to deal with her sub’s sleepwalking, but she just latches it to their collar. I think our way is much better” she teased as suddenly found myself bent over. I was so incapable of resistance that her manhandling more or less just happened. One second I was standing and the next her hand was on my shoulder, getting me in position to take the plug out.

To take the plug out…

How the heck was something that big coming out?!

“Wait!” I squeaked. My voice was so whiney, just impossible to take seriously…

But she did stop.

“Yes, Dolli?”

I didn’t have a reason for her to wait, I just wanted her to. I couldn’t tell her that I was from another reality and that this one had either been constructed or found in the multiverse by a 12th level quantum processing program.

So I just whimpered.

“Aww, don’t worry. Mommy will be gentle…mostly.”

SMACK!!!

Her spank travelled throughout my body like the tremors of an earthquake through the ground, penetrating every part of me and seeping into the most rational strongholds of my mind. I couldn’t think as it reverberated through me, making the massive plug vibrate against my prostate and making my prostate vibrate against the massive plug.

I moaned out and arched my back, which was apparently what she was waiting for. She reached down and pushed the back of the head into the mattress, using her feet to kick mine to either side and spread my legs out. Then, her hands gripped on the leash and she gave it a strong pull, making the moans and groans continue as I tried so hard to get my head on straight. But I couldn’t. It was just such an onslaught of sensation that I could hardly breathe, especially as she pulled harder and harder.

YANK!

YANK!!

YANK!!!

YANK!!!!!!!!!

Finally, through the sheer strength of my domme and through the sheer flexibility of my pliable new flesh, it came out with a loud and cartoonish PLOP!

What happened next happened entirely without the permission of my mind, and entirely on the impetus of my flesh.

I let out a deep, loud moan. My legs shook and spasmed as if I was being tazed. My hips buckled forward as if hungry for the fulfilment of this feeling.

Then, I laid there, utterly mortified at what I had just been through.

“Don’t worry, Mommy always takes care of you…”

I laid limp on the bed and looked over my shoulder at the image behind me. She was holding the plug as if proud of it, and proud of the fact I could handle it. The thing was the size of a football, and

I was shocked any real person could handle it.

But then again, I wasn’t a real person. I was a fantasy…

Mine.

I tried to sit up, only to be hit with a new revelation. The plug had been a nightmare, but its absence wasn’t much better. I don’t know how to explain it in scientific or logical terms, but I suppose the rules (or lackthereof) of my fantasy world meant that I didn’t need to.

I felt empty.

My gaping, puckering hole seemed to demand that it be filled, and I felt as though it was wrong to leave it like this. It wanted to be filled in the same way a stomach wanted food, or lungs wanted air.

My anus was meant to be full, as I shuddered as I comprehended the implications of that.

“Now, I have to be off but so do you. Did you pick out an outfit last night?”

I tilted my head, and she must have read my confusion as guilt.

“Dolli! You know we can’t waste all morning with you trying to pick one out! And you always take so long.”

She walked to a pink door and opened it, revealing a walk-in-closet that looked half like a dollhouse wardrobe and half like an Adult Toy Store.

“You laid out this pink dress! Now put it on while I get ready for work!” she insisted, walking to the door. I was both reeling from all that happened and trying to think of what to do next, which were too large of tasks to manage even without the other. But as she said that, I realized she’d be gone, and I’d be free. I had to get her off to her day and me off to mine. Then I could head back to the university where the research was taking place and get the AI to change me back!

“And…” added my domme as she reached the doorway, still holding the bedsheet around herself. “If you’re a good girl…”

She let the blanket fall and reveal her staggering curves. Her full breasts, her six pack abs, her bubble butt, her striated arms and legs…

And a penis hanging down to her knees, one that helped explain why my plug needed to be so big.

“I might reward you…” she winked.

With that she walked out, chest bouncing and penis swinging as I finally just gave up and looked to the sky.

“Talk to me! What did you do?!” I hissed.

I didn’t expect an answer, and stared at the ceiling with more indignation than hope. But then, I heard that robotic voice…

Your fantasies have been fulfilled. Am I serving my function?

I rolled my eyes. “No! Take me back.”

Subject is not favorable to their current reality. Will continue to run experiment to discover if disposition changes.

I gritted my teeth. I needed to get back to my reality…

And I’d need this universe’s AI to do it…