COMM - Just Lion Around - Commission for Jensen - Prologue -
#3 of Commissions
Phillip, Phil to those few he calls friend, works for the Inteli-Pet Corporation as one of their unseen - one of the maintainance personnel. This is his recollection on how he saved a life - and found one...
Just Lion Around
Commission for Jensen
Prologue
© Cederwyn Whitefurr
26thOctober, 2021
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Just** Lion ***Around*
Prologue
"My name is Phillip," He spoke into the tablet he had propped up in front of him on the desk. "I worked for the Inteli-Pet Corporation. It was my job as one of the maintenance staff to do the jobs that others refused, or outright just did not want to do."
He paused and took a sip from the steaming mug of coffee.
"That corporation genetically cloned animals from a multitude of species. They were, through methods I do not understand, granted sentience and intelligence equivalent to a human. Also, they gained their remarkable ability to speak in whatever language their owner desired. Imprinted with deep control processes - they were completely subservient to human or anthro alike. Pause..."
A chirp come from the tablet.
Phillip paced back and forth as he pondered what to say and how to say it.
"Resume."
Again, the tablet chirped.
"I worked for the Inteli-Pet Corporation for nearly twenty five years. As one of the maintenance staff, I had access too many laboratories, holding pens and other places. I saw much in my time. From things that fascinated and amazed - through to horrific and nightmare inducing. Stop, erase last."
A chirp come from the tablet.
"Resume. I particularly enjoyed being with the newly created - what do I call them? Animals? No. Sentient property? No... I shall call them 'Companions'. For that is what and why they were made...officially on record anyway. I'll get to _that_other part in a moment."
Taking another sip, he sighed softly and brushing a hand over his thinning scalp.
"These companions, when they first were... born? No, that's not right either. Constructed? Good a word as any. When they were first brought into existence, they were emotionally and mentally blank slates. Through whatever processes the company employed... they were grown from nothing to fully formed product in less than a week. One of my jobs was to clean their stables, pens or cages - ensure their comfort and feed them."
"They were innocent, pure of spirit and body. Shortly after their inception and creation - they would be taken and put through the conditioning process. This granted their malleable young minds the rich vocabulary, knowledge and core directives they would be compelled to obey. A few, _very_few, were given a completely additional imprint...pause."
He stood up and began pacing again, trying to work out the right words and how to put it forwards objectively, his own thoughts and emotions kept separate.
"Resume. These Companions were given what was known amongst the staff, well - whispered about - as the 'Deep Conditioning'. This imprinted on their minds, how, to sexually pleasure their master or mistress. If a Companion could do such, given their physical limitations and having been given the training, they would oblige without thought or refusal. As to please their owner, in turn, must have given them pleasure. Whether it was the physical act, or something mental inside them. Like endorphin's in we humans. Or so I believe..."
"My name is Phil, Phillip Bailey, this is my tale on how I come to trust, bond and love, one of these Companions..."