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Emma rocked back and forth as the Bimbo-chip’s pleasure pulse rewarded her for her correct thought-form. Yes, she loved how it kept spiking her arousal. The part of her still capable of analytical thought had realised a long time ago that she was being re-written, new neural pathways growing as old ones were laid to waste. New drives and urges were being slowly cemented in place, as the harvested meta-data of a million different letches and pervert’s browsing habits were compiled and squeezed into her mind. Panties lay at her ankles, soaked with arousal as she plunged her fingers into her needy snatch, teasing herself over and over, as the image of gang-bangs, cream pies and breast jobs filled her hormone soaked mind. She didn’t know she could be so aroused without cumming, but she loved every second of what was being done to her. The chip installed into the back of her neck made sure of it, having installed an overwhelming fetish for brainwashing that had burst through her

Vorheriger Teil:  Teil 127 Nachmittags im Sanitätshaus Feli hatte den Vormittag mit Alina zusammen ein paar Bandagen und kleinere Orthesen in die Regale geräumt, die gerade geliefert worden waren. Sie war dabei schon die ganze Zeit auf den Hybridfüßen unterwegs und kam sehr gut damit zurecht. In leicht beschwingtem Gang lief sie den Flur entlang, um die Kisten vom Eingang zu den Regalen zu bringen, wo sie sie einsortieren konnte. "Ich glaube mir wären die noch zu wackelig", sagte Alina beim zusehen. "Ich finde die gar nicht so wackelig, seitlich sind die recht stabil, sie federn halt nur etwas, aber das hatte man früher mit echten Beinen doch auch, wenn man etwas auf den Zehenspitzen gelaufen ist. Ich finde die toll." "Ja, aber die sehen so komisch aus, halt nicht wie Füße, da sieht ja jeder sofort, dass das Prothesen sind." "Na und, ich habe kein Problem damit, ich habe schon lange aufgehört mich für meine Beine zu schämen oder sie zu verstecken." "Ja, aber darin bist du ziemlich

Han pasado varios días desde que Laura y Andrés tuvieron sus dos citas. Aunque no han vuelto a quedar para almorzar fuera de la universidad, disfrutan de planes sencillos y económicos como pasear por el parque y comer un helado o simplemente pasar tiempo juntos dentro del campus. Sin embargo, hay algo que ha empezado a preocupar a Andrés. En los últimos días, Laura no ha estado tan conversadora como antes y su semblante dista mucho de aquel aire relajado que suele tener. Son especialmente notorias las ojeras en su rostro; probablemente no ha dormido bien. Ante el usual «¿Cómo estás?» de Andrés, Laura siempre responde con un igualmente corriente «Bien», pero hoy Andrés quiere ir más allá: cuando se vean en la tarde, va a preguntarle directamente qué le ocurre. Terminada la jornada académica, Andrés inicia su ya habitual recorrido al edificio de Psicología. Al echar un vistazo en la zona verde, no encuentra a quien busca, así que se dirige a la entrada del edificio para esperarla

Au petit matin les parents préparent le petit déjeuner et voyant Suzie encore à moitié endormie sautiller d'un pas en un pas lentement vers eux, elle offre un câlin avec ses bras plier jusqu'au coude sous son pull, et Cassandre devient si heureuse de cela, car cela fait près de deux ans qu'elle n'avais pas fait de câlin. -"Bien dormi ma chérie?" dit Cassandre -"A merveille mais je suis toujours coincé dans mes vêtements" -"C'est bon je vais t'aider assis toi sur le canapé" -"Merci" Pendant que Cassandre déshabille sa fille et frottant avec soin ses bras et sa jambe pour vérifier que tout va bien, elle décide de la rassurer en disant à Suzie. -"Voila tu es libéré, ça va tes bras? et ta jambe?" -"Oui ça va très bien, merci maman" -"T'inquiète cela sera la dernière fois que tu joueras comme cela" -"Ohhh c'est vrai, je vais pouvoir utiliser la pilule?" -"Oui, nous pouvons le faire aujourd'hui, je t'explique de nouveau pour te rappeler comment cela va fonctionner d'accord?" -"Oui, je

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A Lovely Day for a Ride Just then, Tori's eyes shot open. She looked around confused. She saw her dad's masked face staring at her. Dr. Rivers' masked face also was staring at her. She cried as she was scared. Dr. Moore smiled under his mask. He wiped her tears. He whispered “welcome back.” He wanted to make sure Tori was okay before telling Darrel and allowing her to see Tori. Darrel sat on one of the beds with her head in her hands. She wanted to cry. She was so worried about Tori. She could hear crying. She knew it was Tori. She was relieved that Tori was conscious again. She heard Dr. Moore talking to Tori. She could hear Dr. Moore tell Tori that she passed out. He then told Tori that he would get to the bottom of it. Just then, Dr. Rivers walked over to Darrel and sat down beside her. He saw how upset Darrel was. He put an arm around her. He told her he was there to tell her that Tori was conscious. He told her that Tori was so poorly that she loss consciousness. When Darrel

“Hi … I am Hamish MacIntosh, but most people call me Harry.”   The older man who has appeared on screen, is smiling relaxed, despite his disability. And there can be absolutely no doubt about the fact he is profoundly disabled, seeing the tracheostomy with hoses attached, the clamshell headrest and the unnatural stillness of his body. He doesn’t move his mouth as he ‘speaks’, a voiceover delivers his text for him. It makes him sound a bit mechanical: reasonably natural but the intonation is just not right for a real person.   His head remains still as his eyes flick down to the tablet mounted next to him.   “Today, the 17th of June 2023," the robot voice announces, "it is the 50th anniversary of the stupid mistake that left me quadriplegic. A milestone, I feel, that deserves recognition, so I decided to record this YouTube video to tell the wider world about my life. On the day of my accident – I had just turned fifteen a week earlier – I went swimming with my friends in the local lake

Aftermath [Most recent (minor) update 11/23/24] In the times that followed, her resilience, positive attitude, creativity and natural confidence served her well. She pragmatically accepted total and permanent blindness as her normal state of being, without futile reluctance and with very few moments of regret. Being completely sightless made many things harder, and some things impossible, but she turned them into mere inconveniences whenever she could. She couldn't see, but she was still the same person. She had gotten into this all by herself, and she couldn't change it, so she didn't bother to think much about being blind; she just did it. She was intrigued to find that without visual sensation of any kind, and the absence of anything that moved under her eyelids, it no longer felt like her connection to the world was centered in her face or head. Instead, the entire front of her body within reach of her arms, legs, or cane became her primary sensory zone. Now that she could sense

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Chapter 23 Jenjen toddled out of her classroom where she just had her messy diaper changed and some special attention from Miss Daisy and another encounter with a young parent probably around her own age. Did she hear the woman right as she toddled out of the room, that the woman would like to be like her, crawling around in a diaper, playing on the floor like a baby? Did other people think about doing this kinda thing like that? Jenny wondered. Jenny toddled over to the ball pit sucking away on her paci and just dove right in. She was still worked up from Miss Daisy giving her special attention. She laid down in the balls and let the kids crawl around and over top of her and she just groped her diaper with her eyes closed. Jenny imagined a nursery like the preschool where adults were crawling around in diapers and playing baby. She was of course there and so was Kim. Kim looked just stupid in nothing but a tank top and a diaper sucking on a

Part 1 - Her bizarre plan The doctor still had a quizzical look on his face as he asked the same question for the third time. “You’re sure you really want to do this?  Most of my patients are trying to avoid exactly what you are asking to accomplish.” “Does it really matter? I have given you reasonable and healthy explanations as to why I want to do it.  The psychologist and our lawyers have approved all the details.  I am willing to pay your substantial fee and indemnify you against unintended consequences.  You say you are very confident that the procedure I’m requesting is completely and safely reversible.  I have promised to let you give me frequent exams and to undo it immediately if it ever becomes medically or psychologically harmful.  It’s not immoral and it does me no injury, so it does not violate your oath.  What more needs to be said?” “You realize you will not be able to change your condition without another surgery?  You can’t turn it on and off at will.  It involves

Vorheriger Teil: Teil 117 Am nächsten Morgen war Fabian pünktlich um 09:00 Uhr im Sanitätshaus und Felis Vater Andreas kam um beim Zusammenbau seines Korsetts zuzuschauen und es dann gleich anzuprobieren. "Schön, dass du da bist, dann können wir ja anfangen." "Ja, ich wollte das unbedingt sehen, wie du die Teile zusammen setzt. "Ja, es freut mich immer, wenn sich jemand für die Orthopädietechnik interessiert." "Ja, das tue ich schon immer." "Also, wir haben hier jetzt schon mal die gedruckten Teile. Da setzen wir jetzt zuerst die Verschlüsse ein. Siehst du hier und hier, willst du helfen, du kannst nichts falsch machen?" "Ja klar, wenn ich darf, also die kleinen Dinger immer hier an den dafür vorgesehenen Platz." "Ok, habe ich, und jetzt?" "Jetzt kleben wir sie hiermit ein." "Ah, sehr gut, ist das so eine Art Sekundenkleber?" "Ja aber viel stärker, er verbindet die Verschlüsse mit den Korsett-Teilen auf eine Weise als wären sie aus einem Guss." "Sehr gut und jetzt? "Jetzt setzen

The drugs made Gigi so confused that she wasn’t able to grasp her state until about three days after her accident. It came to her in the form of a few clear thoughts. When they came she desperately screamed in her mind for it not to be real. And so in a random moment during her hospital stay she looked at the white cocoon suspended in front of her and finally realized that it was her leg. On another much worse instance she brought her cast-free hand to her chest because she felt short of breath. She then found the rigid plaster covering her torso. She cried realizing what it was. She’s only seen such cast once in a movie in which the wounded woman also realized she was covered in cast because she felt short of breath. Since then Gigi felt the plaster cage limiting her ability to take deep breaths at all times. She felt more and more claustrophobic. The cast wasn’t limited to her right leg, right arm and her torso all the way to her armpits. It also covered her left leg down to her

Arsoli, 24/12/2023 That night, everyone struggled to get back to sleep. When her father, with Steven, Edoardo and Kaitlyn had crossed the door of the house, Viola had woken up her sisters and got up to go and wake her mother. For a moment she had feared that her legs would not support her, but it had been a fleeting moment. The warmth of the wood under her feet had given her the necessary security to regain all her confidence, and to head for the bedrooms. There had been another round of kisses, hugs and handshakes. Everyone had tried to make no noises so as not to wake Kylee and Hide who were sleeping. The child's sleep was very deep. Steven and Simona managed to crawl under the covers and chat in low voices without waking their daughter. Hide's sleep was not so deep. When Viola entered the room, she found him sitting with his back resting on the headboard of the bed. Viola knew very well how light Hide's sleep was, and how difficult it was for him to fall asleep again if woken up

“What do you want to do, rock, paper scissors it out?” Tony asked, sitting on the arm of the chair. Pilling a bag of m&m peanuts in his mouth. Biting down on them with a hard snap of his teeth. Before him were the world's strongest heroes. Auguring about something that didn't need auguring over. “This isn't a game Tony!” Steve folded his arms across his chest. His blond hair is as perfect as his white teeth. His blue eyes made him the perfect American hero. Yet he couldn't see the truth of a situation that was staring at him in black and white. Blinded by his morals and his regrets, those ideals wouldn't get him far. Tony dropped the rest of the mm's into his mouth and stared at Steve with a shrug of his shoulders. “Neither is ignoring the elephant sized Manchurian Candidate in the room. You’re killing me.” Pointing to Bucky who was being silent in the room. “Tony, Rhody, Vision. They have all already signed it.” Natasha said, leaning her head on her hand. Her red hair falling

Mit dem Knall kam der Schmerz. Der Knall war so laut, dass alle in Viktorias Nähe zu ihr sahen. Die fröhliche Neujahrsstimmung war mit einem Schlag vorbei. Nun sah auch Viktoria hin. Ihr Plan war es gewesen, sich mit einem Polenböller die Hand abzusprengen. Sie hatte den Böller unterschätzt! Nicht nur ihre Hand war weg, auch ihr halber Unterarm. Viktoria merkte wie ihr schwindelig wurde. Jemand fing sie auf, als sie umkippte. Jemand versorgte ihren zerfetzten Unterarm. Wenig später hörte sie Martinshörner. Der Notarzt kam und verschaffte sich einen Überblick. Einer der Sanitäter schnitt ihr Sweatshirt auf und legte eine Infusion. Es wurde warm in ihrem Arm, schläfrig wurde sie auch. Sie bekam noch mit, dass ihr Sweatshirt ebenfalls an ihrem Körper aufgeschnitten wurde. Dann verlor sie das Bewusstsein. Zwei Tage später erwachte Viktoria. Erst war sie Orientierungslos. Dann kam die Erinnerung. Sie blickte auf ihren rechten Arm. Erschrocken stellte sie fest, dass diese kurz unter ihrem

Tonight was going to be a special night. My friends were coming over to visit, and we would enjoy some wine, chat, and laugh together. It had been a while since we gathered like this, and the prospect of their company brightened my day. I gave Ana the night off to go out with her friends, as Laura insisted she would take care of everything. I was getting ready for the evening, sitting on the living room floor, comfortably settled in my cart while watching TV and eagerly awaiting the arrival of the girls. Soon, I heard the doorbell. “I’m coming!” I shouted, already getting into my cart and gliding toward the door. My arms swayed slightly with my movements, and upon arrival, I grabbed the cord attached to the doorknob with my teeth, pulling it until the door opened. There were Laura and Jessica, both with warm smiles. “Hey, friend!” Laura exclaimed, bending down to hug me, followed by Jessica. Their affection warmed my heart and made me feel completely comfortable and accepted. I

Six years have passed since the disease became a part of my life. Ten years since the diagnosis was given to me and since my reality changed forever. I knew it wouldn’t be easy, but with each year, each month, I discovered that life has more strength than I imagined. Now, my limbs are so atrophied that I can barely recognize the person I see in the mirror. My arms, which once seemed full of life, are twisted and motionless, hanging uselessly by my side. My legs... well, my legs are crooked, stiff, completely useless. What were once my sources of mobility are now merely hardened, lifeless forms. Each limb of my body is a constant reminder of what has been lost, but also of what I am still capable of doing. Today, when I look in the mirror, I see the woman I am—not just defined by the disease, but by the strength I still carry. My life is no longer made of steps, of running around, or walking for simple pleasure. Instead, it is made of adaptation, persistence, and small daily

I slowly wake up, feeling my body heavy. There’s now a stiffness in my legs too, a strange, constant fatigue that has gradually infiltrated my days. The doctors had warned me this would happen, that the disease wouldn't stay contained to my arms. But hearing it in the consultation room and feeling the real weight of this transformation are two very different things. Three months ago, walking had already been a challenge. My legs still supported me, but every step felt like carrying an invisible burden. I then decided I needed to adapt my life once again, and this time, not only for using my feet but for the possibility of no longer being able to rely on my legs. I spent days mentally planning every room, every piece of furniture, every detail, until I was sure everything would be within reach of the floor. I asked for help from a team of professionals to make changes in the house. In my bedroom, all the furniture was rearranged to be accessible. The bed is now low, and beside it, I

The morning after I got my braces I got into them and Ms. Veronica took us to the shoe store where she always got Robbie's shoes. We got a pair of dress boots, a pair of chukkas for casual wear and a good pair of high-top sneakers. On the way home we stopped at the shoe repair shop and handed them over to Guido who said he'd have them ready the next afternoon. Usually it took three days, sometimes more depending on how busy they were. Maybe the fact that the customer was the Mrs. Veronica van Dam got us some priority. Once we got the shoes the braces became part of me. I decided I'd just go ahead and use them every day since everyone in our town and in our high school knew I had suffered substantial bouts of mobility impairment since early childhood. Once I'd put them on each day they came off only when I went to bed or bathed or went to the pool. By the time the weather became too cool for swimming I was starting to find it difficult to cover even the distance to

The first of September arrived much faster than Cecile expected. Leaving her job had not been difficult, on the contrary, the owner had seemed relieved for a moment by the news, before prolonging himself in an excessive praise of the girl's skill and a nonsensical rant about how much her contribution in the office would be missed. It was more difficult to negotiate with the landlord who demanded at least three months' rent, plus the withholding of the deposit for lack of notice. Big words flew, but in the end, Vivienne threw a five hundred euro note in his face, calling him a beggar. The sight of cash led the man to milder advice. That was also done. All of Cecile's belongings were easily locked up in two suitcases, which a taxi driver, moved mainly by the promise of a large tip, had picked up from the apartment and brought inside the villa. So, they found themselves on the thirtieth of August, with so many ideas in their heads, so much desire to travel again, but still in their