Blossom Brainwashed
Blossom was brainwashed and became a slut.
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Blossom Brainwashed
The sky was a negative image of its daytime beauty, midnight blue with clouds swirling like spilled black ink in water.
"Girls, this is not good," said Utonium, shocked. "Three banks are being robbed at the same time now."
Three girls rushed into the meeting room to watch the TV screen.
"Obviously they want us to be separated," commented Blossom.
Utonium nodded his agreement.
Bubbles sat forward in her chair. "Are we going to get them together or individually?"
This was followed by a short silence.
"From the screen, they are not using heavy weapons," Utonium remarked. "Each of you is powerful enough to disarm each of them individually and then let the policemen finish their jobs."
Blossom flew to the East Bank, paused in the mid-air and waited for the robbers to reload their weapons, not knowing that an invisible jet was above the sky. When she tried to ambush the robbers, a light engulfed her and teleported her into a transparent cylinder. She blinked in surprise. "Where am I?"
"I got her," Robert was saying in a high-pitched, excited voice, "injecting now."
Before the ten-year-old heroine could do anything, a tiny mechanical hand injected Antidote X into her left arm. At the same time, sleeping gas filled the small cylinder. The serum disabled her powers and the gas made her sleepy. Her voice faltered, and then she lost consciousness.
** "Latest report, the other two girls are also under arrest," said Melvin with a proud smile.**
The crowd burst into cheers.
** "After three years of planning and waiting, finally we got them," said George as he was flying the jet.**
** Ten minutes later, the invisible jet landed inside a cave.**
** Robert rocked slightly in his high-backed swivel chair. "Hip hip hooray! Let's start working."**
** Melvin began to release the cylinder after Robert flipped a few switches. "Luckily she is not so heavy," he declared with a wink.**
** Lindsey hopped out of the car, her round face beaming. "Hi, fellows, the room is ready."**
** After Robert and Melvin carried the sleeping Blossom into the Operation Room, some doctors and nurses began to extract the Chemical X from the little girl's body. And then, they injected more Antidote X into her body. Finally, they made sure that the Chemical X was permanently disabled.**
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** When Blossom woke up the next morning, she realised that she lost her powers. "What are you?" she asked softly when saw some half-human half-animals.**
** "We are the Hero/Heroine Killers," returned George, he was a calico cat.**
** "OMG! You can speak human language! What do you want from me?" asked Blossom in a shaking voice.**
** Robert began to giggle. "You'll find out now," answered the dotted hyena.**
George and Robert carried Blossom to the Brainwash Room for the second phase. She kicked and struggled for all she was worth. They managed to force her onto the chair, put on the helmet and finally chained her hands and legs to the chair.
"She is yours now. Money is no object. Spend whatever it takes," said George with a grin. He looked at eighteen-year-old, brown-fur Lindsey and then at blond, seventeen-year-old Sam.
"We'll give it all we've got," Lindsey vowed.
"We are going to check the other girls now, cya," Robert said, his lips curling into a slow smile.
Lindsey stood before the helpless human, she stretched out her lion arms and adjusted the helmet. Some wires were wrapped around Blossom's head to read the contents inside her brain.
Sam laughed mirthlessly. "Alright, all systems are ready to go!" she exclaimed.
Blossom clenched her fists tightly, until her nails dug into the palm of her hand, but she barely notices. The only thing she was really aware of, was the sound of her heart throbbing against the cage of her chest.
"Wonderful," said Lindsey in her loud, cheerful voice. "Let's start scanning her brain!"
Sam and Lindsey began to manipulate the control panel, the memories of Blossom were displayed on the screen. Blossom did not know what was going on, she felt like someone was tickling her brain, she was praying silently that her friends would come to rescue her.
"What to delete first?" asked Lindsey cheerfully.
** Sam looked at the screen in delight. "Families, then her friends," the duck suggested.**
** The furs grouped the memories of families and then pressed the DELETE button, the screen displayed '20 minutes, final countdown'.**
Lindsey got up and paced around. "20 minutes, tea time?"
"Why not?" Sam agreed. "Let's go."
The young furs reached a large, glass-door refrigerator containing dairy products.** Each took a bottle of wine out of the fridge.**
"Luckily we are not humans," Lindsey began. Slipping her paw inside her jacket, she slid out a pipe and a small satchel of tobacco. Clamping the pipe between her teeth, she then struck a wooden match on the deck giving it time to burn back on the wood.
"Yup, we won't get cancer or any side effects from smoking and drinking wines," agreed Sam. She was puffing on her cigarette cramming as much nicotine into his system as she could before the process ends.
When the female furs returned to the room, the screen showed '100% Completed'. Lindsey sat back, fingers locked behind her head, while her partner examined Blossom.** Then a quick look of enlightment crossed Sam's face. "She is still alive although she is weak."**
** Who am I? Blossom thought. Her thoughts were in a whirl.** Her palms were sweaty and the adrenaline coursing through her system was shutting down her ability to think logically.
** After feeding Blossom, Sam and Lindsey left the room for lunch. When they returned again, they grouped together the memories of friends and then pressed the DELETE button. After the screen showed '100% Completed' again, they examined the other memories and deleted unwanted memories.**
Blossom stared stonily in front of her, her eyes had become dull and remote. Within a few moments, everything that she knew - her personality, her memories and who she was - was simply washed away. Her brain was like a newly formatted hard disk.
** Sam checked the condition of Blossom again. "Let's take a toilet break, and then give her new memories."**
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A few days later, Robert was puffing with excitement as he entered the dining room. He sat down and consumed a stack of pancakes at an alarming rate. He also drank two glasses of milk. Then he leaned back with a pleased expression. "That was just great," he said as a maid cleared the table.
George rolled his eyes. "Let's visit our new slave now."
Blossom knelt with her thighs spread wide, resting her bottom on ankles, her back was arched, chest forward, her head held high and her eyes lowered, she laid her hands palms up on thighs. The dress left her shoulders uncovered, instead it's supported around her neck and flows down into a delicate draped neckline.
** "So, how is the re-programming result?" asked Melvin as he pointed at Blossom.**
** "100% completed," Sam answered Melvin's question. "She is a multi-purpose slave now."**
** "Beautiful, how many techniques does she have?" George wanted to know.**
** "Some basic techniques such as 69, Reverse Cowgirl,** The Lotus, Angled Missionary and Doggie Style. Since there are so many ways to pleasure men, we can't input all techniques into her brain - that will burn her nerves," explained Lindsey.
** "She is a blank drawing paper now, waiting for you to paint," added Sam.**
"Let's start training this little slut now," announced Robert with a grin.
Melvin gave a low whistle. "Lindsey, Sam, go and brainwash Buttercup now."
"Will do!" Sam exulted.
The end.