Chapter 4 - sophie meets her sponsors

Gina sits back, her eyes resting on Sophie's still heaving body, watching the girl wrap the robe around her body, her sudden modesty in stark contrast to her recent lewd disregard for anything but satisfying her carnal needs.

"You know, when I first came here, for some reason the games weren't my thing. You know, I just felt they were, well, I don't know. I didn't understand the value that they have in helping us to understand our position in life, our role. It also helps us to understand an important fact about each other - there are a lot of girls who come here who think that there should be solidarity among the women, but the games show that we all betray each other sooner or later! When you begin to understand how helpless you are, and how good what they have in mind for you is, it's actually very sexy!"

"But - but Gina - I don't want to get fat - I really don't - I just want to leave and forget about all of this!"

"Pumpkin - it doesn't much matter what you want - its much too late for that now you've let them fit your behavioral controllers. You might have had a chance before, but now they're fitted you won't even be able to think about resisting. The best thing you can do is to embrace it - and you know what's really great? You're going to really enjoy what they have in mind for you!"

Sophie's despair is evident on her face, Gina's kind reassurance offering her no solace, a sinking feeling in her stomach as she feels her body, subconsciously reacting even now to the treatment. Gina sighs. "Cupcake, you know I'm right - I can see that you can feel it. You know that one of the things that your controllers are doing is feeding your body with hormones and drugs? They make you feel different, better, but they give you an appetite - in more than one way if you know what I mean! They make life simpler - you stop worrying - stop thinking about every little thing, start letting go, letting your body lead, not your head. You'll see! There might be games tonight - you'll enjoy those if you just let go of your pride and willfulness!"

A knock at the door, and the doctor walks back in, clipboard in hand. "How are we doing, Gina?" He asks, smiling at the woman.

"Good Sir." Gina offers, blushing, indicating the empty 64 oz drink cups on the bedside cabinet and smiling coyly.

"Well done Gina, I do hope you received your reward for helping young Sophie along." Gina nods and smily shyly again, lowering her eyes, reluctant to meet Sophie's steely gaze.

"Well young Sophie," continues Richard "we have some guests tonight who would like to see you put through your paces. We're hosting them for a special private show of what we call 'the games'. You'll have a chance to show them how well you're doing, and also to thank them personally for the opportunity to attend this facility."

"W-what?" Sophie shakes her head in confusion, her mind still thinking about Gina's explanation, imagining the hormones coursing through her body.

"Never mind Sophie, it will become clear to you later." Smiles Richard. "Right now you're going to get up and come with me. You and Gina are going to get to play a little game a we meet your sponsors."

Doctor Richard motions for Sophie to get up, and, shaking, the girl obeys, sitting on the side of the bed as Gina helps her up, supporting her as the three leave the room, heading down the corridor and into a large space that looks like a small lecture room with amphitheater style seating. It is in darkness except for spot lighting on the round stage, which hosts two sets of saddle-like equipment.

"OK Sophie - some of your guests are in the audience, we'll meet them in a few minutes, but first lets get you comfortable. Now, hold still, I'm going to take your vaginal conditioner out for the duration of the games." Sophie is stunned as Richard places one hand on her shoulder, and with the other applies a twist to the dildo in her vagina. She squeals, shocked as the penetrator falls from her slick vagina, the sensation taking her by surprise.

Richard performs the same maneuver on Gina, releasing her vaginal penetrator as well. "Now ladies, take your seats if you will." Indicating the saddles, he slaps Gina on her rounded ass - both of them laughing as the she scampers eagerly to one of the machines, her ample buttocks oscillating as she runs.

Sophie waits hesitantly, watching as Gina chooses one of the saddles and seats herself on it, settling her thighs and buttocks into the comfortable folds of the seat, her legs held wide apart. Richard looks at her, nodding, perhaps a note of impatience in his face, and Sophie cautiously approaches the remaining seat.

She examines it before sitting down, noticing that there is a large, realistically shaped rubber penis sticking vertically from the saddle, a tennis ball shaped protrusion at the base of it. The rubber cock looks slick with lubrication, and as she looks at Richard nervously the doctor nods at her, indicating for her to sit down. She kneels gingerly, her knees either side of the rounded seat, carefully positioning the dildo at the entrance to her pussy, looking at Gina for reassurance. The woman is sitting deep in the saddle, the penetrator in her saddle thrust deep into her pussy, and Sophie notices that she has reached backwards and clipped her ankles into a set of straps, pulling her knees back and off the floor so that the weight of her body rests on the saddle, pushing her down into its embrace. For a moment Sophie is distracted by the shape of Gina's body, her huge breasts hanging pendulously, her belly flowing over the base of the saddle, her thick thighs spread by the device.

Brought back to the task at hand by Richard's touch on her shoulder, Sophie sobs gently as she feels the tip of the penis press firmly on her pussy lips, probing insistently as she gently rotates her hips, her vulva spreading slowly around the intruder as she slowly lowers herself down, feeling herself split open by the wide ribbed cock as she settles herself into the seat, the sculpted plastic sides supporting her weight comfortably.

Richard reaches behind her, grasping each ankle, and pulling firmly, her knees sliding backwards, her body slipping forward deeper into the saddle, feeling helpless, but strangely comforted by the machine. As she feels her ankles clipped into her restraints she rests, panting slightly gently pushing, pulling gyrating, feeling the small range of motion she has, experiencing the sensations of restraint, fullness, violation, and a strange feeling of comfort.

Richard takes each of her wrists, and gently guiding them pulls her wrists together, cuffing them behind her back then, pulling the velcro straps. he removes her gown, leaving her naked on the machine, her heavy breasts hanging low, her rounded belly pushing forward. Her mind is blank, the whole process a whirl of sensation, orders, obedience. It feels good, a sensation that reminds her of gentle drunkenness.

"Now, Sophie, we're going to meet your sponsors - your friends from school who arranged for you to be here today, and then you're going to play a little game for them with Gina."