"Blanca!" Lindsay said. "I'm kind of surprised to see you here. I didn't think that you wanted to have to see yourself."

Blanca (augmented) strolled up to Lindsay who was standing next to the oversized carboy bottle prison that held Blanca's template, the human Blanca.

"I was wondering about the status of the Demotion," Blanca said. It had been almost two weeks since the mental reduction and realignment agent had been introduced to food supplies worldwide. Gynoids and augmented humans were quickly deploying to control the populations and civilization assets.

"We're running at about 90% uptake in this country," Lindsay said. "That is still millions of people, but mainly in rural areas. The remaining groups are very disconnected. But, that's all Larry's problem, he's got the database of holdouts. He’s all about military crap. He’s the one with the fighter jet fetish. He must have a small penis."

"Good! Good! Also, I heard today was cleaning day," Blanca said. "I wanted to see how that goes."

The human Blanca sat against the wall of the carboy, her knees pulled up to her chest. Her hair was greasy, her eyes had big dark bags, her skin was splotchy... 

"We've been doing this once a week," Lindsay explained. "So, this is the fifth time. Still you can tell, it makes her nervous."

The human Blanca looked up and noticed that augmented Blanca had arrived in the room. She stood up and started yelling something. The crease in her forehead, the fire in her eyes and the way she waved her fist - it was easy to see that she was very angry. She was obviously yelling something, but the glass walls of her cell were thick enough to prevent her voice from being heard.

A member of the Lindsay Guard walked up the ramp to the narrow opening. 

Lindsay had been true to her word. She developed a custom device that allowed her to add more molten glass around the circumference of the neck of the glass cell. Now the opening was no more than eight inches in diameter. Blanca's head probably would not fit through the opening, much less her hips.

Lindsay's challenge with this particular project was to keep the human Blanca in peak health and not let the cell turn into some kind of germ-ridden terrarium. 

The guard, upon reaching the top of the ramp, pulled down a fire hose sized tube from an overhead container. She aimed the nozzle into the narrow neck and pulled back on the valve lever. What descended from the nozzle was not water, but rather a swarm of bumblebee-sized machines.

Human Blanca saw the swarm and backed up against the wall. She had obviously experienced this process before. She knew it wouldn't hurt her, but it obviously was uncomfortable.

Augmented Blanca watched as the swarm descended into the bottle and curved around the space, zeroing in on human Blanca who was starting to crouch and shield her face. Hundreds of the machine insects began landing all over her skin, crawling around, scrubbing, disinfecting, then hopping to a new location. 

Blanca waved her arms at the machines, but they were on her face, tangled in her hair, buzzing between her legs. Her face twisted and a scream seemed to rip from within her, but as she did some of the machines even flew into her mouth. Soon she was writhing about on the floor of her cell. 

A second swarm of machines swooped in from above scraping along the glass walls and floor, cleaning all the surfaces. They even grabbed the machines that were damaged by Blanca's flailing movements and could no longer move on their own.

After five minutes of this chaos, suddenly, a signal was sent and all the machines swarmed back up through the neck of the carboy and into a large metal container. Human Blanca was left, naked and alone, once again, on her hands and knees. She had tears running down her face, but her hair was wet and her skin was shiny, though a bit red. She looked like she had just stepped from the shower.

Human Blanca collapsed onto her side and pulled her arms around her head. Her chest shook with her breathing, but otherwise she remained still.

"Well," augmented Blanca said, emotionlessly, "that was interesting."

Lindsay laughed. "She's learned that if she doesn't eat, then the swarm tends to have to sting her just to make sure she has the appropriate levels of vitamins and nutrients. She's learned to become much less stubborn than you." Lindsay playfully slapped Blanca on the shoulder, laughing.

"Now," Lindsay said. "I need to get back to work. Do you need me for anything else?"

"Oh!" Blanca said. "There is one more thing! I almost forgot."

Blanca turned to Lindsay and she had a gun-like device in her hand. She pulled the trigger and two metal wires shot out from the device piercing Lindsay's shirt and making contact with her skin. An electrical current ran along the wires, and Lindsay screeched, but collapsed on the ground, dazed and unable to move.

Blanca quickly tossed the taser to the side and grabbed Lindsay's ankles. She dragged her across the floor and into the metal barred cell that had previously housed the human Blanca. Lindsay began to struggle, trying to regain control of her faculties, but Blanca slammed the cell door closed and locked the latch. 

Blanca went to the computer desk and typed in some commands. The guard who had been administering the cleaning swarm, suddenly dutifully descended the ramp and marched quickly out of the room.

Lindsay had regained control of her voice. "Blanca! Don't be a stupid bitch! You can't keep me in here!"

Blanca slowly walked over the cell. "I think you are mistaken, Lindsay. I can totally keep you in there. You'll find that I'm in charge now. In fact, I'm taking over the whole fucking company."

Lindsay became extremely calm suddenly, her eyes boring into Blanca. Yellow and black tattoo pigment swirled slowly on her cheeks and forehead. "You cannot manage running this company and all its operations without me."

"Oh?" Blanca said. "I'm going to run them AS you. The face that you have presented to the employees and the world has not been your actual face for years. You knew that your freaky tattoo is too disconcerting, so you have been using AI to replace your face with a tattooless version in all your video calls. Now that face will replace mine. I will become you."

Lindsay stared at Blanca for a moment, then she smirked and turned and quietly sat on the narrow cot.

Blanca turned to look over at the glass cell. Human Blanca had realized something was going on outside her bottle and had stood and walked up to the transparent wall, watching.

Blanca went to the computer console once again flipping some switches. She turned back to the carboy prison. "Can you hear me in there?" she asked her doppelganger.

Human Blanca nodded her head.

Blanca walked out of the cavernous room for a moment, but quickly returned followed by Missouri dressed in a pink bra, short shorts, and a black metal collar with a chain leash. Blanca led her to a point between Lindsay's cell and human Blanca's glass prison. She pointed at the floor and Missouri quickly knelt with her hands resting palm up on her knees and her eyes focused submissively on the floor.

"I've been doing a lot of thinking this past month," augmented Blanca said loudly, making sure both prisoners could hear her voice. "And I've decided that I don't like the way things are being handled anymore." Blanca dropped Missouri's leash to the floor and began pacing around her lover.

"Lindsay! You are a psychopath. I never should have worked with you to do the things that we have done. Sure. Things HAD to be done, but it could have been done with just a touch more empathy."

Lindsay started laughing, but made no comments.

"And Blanca, I can't let you go, obviously. First, you wouldn't survive in the new world order since you are not augmented. Second, getting you out of that bottle looks like more effort than it is worth. Besides, you are guilty of leading us down this path. You are guilty of initiating the process that has transformed Missouri to what she is today."

Missouri remained motionless, kneeling on the floor.

"I love Missouri with all my heart. If I could, I would free her," Blanca said. "But she is basically a pet now and there is no way that she could survive without supervision."

Lindsay laughed even more loudly.

Blanca paced over to Lindsay's cell. "She still follows instructions quite well. So, I have decided that she will be in charge of taking care of the two of you going forward."

"Oh, god!" Lindsay said. "I don't think she has the mental capabilities to do that."

Blanca strolled back over to where Missouri knelt and placed a hand on her head. 

"There's enough room in this space to build particularly luxurious living quarters with all the comforts that Missouri may desire. She will live there and oversee the care of each of you. Just think how pleasant it will be for you to listen as she plays music and paints."

"Your augmentation leaves something to be desired," Lindsay said. "If you don't think that I'll trick that simpleton into freeing me, then you are not much smarter than she. And you better be long gone when I get out of here, Blanca."

"Oh! I can tell you exactly where you can find me if you escape," Blanca countered "In your office upstairs."

Blanca walked over to the computer console and typed in some commands. Almost immediately a collection of Lindsay Guards entered the room and began construction on Missouri's future home. 

Blanca walked over to where Missouri knelt and bent down. "I'll come and get you at dinner time, Missy. You'll be safe here, okay?"

Missouri glanced up at Blanca and smiled then turned back to stare at the floor again.

"Later, bitches!" Blanca said and she walked out the door.

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Blanca sat in the back of the self-driving limo on her way home after work. Traffic was no longer a problem. The streets were mostly clear. The vehicles on the road were generally drones transporting cargo from place to place. Sometimes the cargo was humans. More often however, it was equipment.

Modern society requires a large population. Managing the infrastructure after the Demotion was still a work in progress. 

Reflecting on her coup, Blanca was satisfied with the way things had gone. Subduing Lindsay was much easier than she had expected it would be. Then again, she had been planning her takeover ever since she found that she was not the original human Blanca.

Blanca took one of the gynoid Missouris and began fine-tuning her brain to make a Warden Missouri. After all there was no way that Blanca was going to give away her Missouri, the original human Missouri. 

Blanca had to admit to herself, though, that she kind of liked how submissive warden Missouri had turned out. She liked her interactions with warden Missouri. Particularly her unwavering affection and dedication to Blanca's every need.

Sure. It was fun to comfort and placate human Missouri's fears. There was something special about human Missouri - a delightful challenge - that made their relationship more satisfying. Blanca had worried that taking the final step by applying the One Love Chastity Belt, she might lose the things that she liked most about human Missouri. And so, even though the belt had been ready for over a month, it still sat in a gift box, unpresented and unopened.

Blanca arrived at their mansion and walked into her bedroom closet. She typed in a code on a hidden keypad and the rear wall slowly opened revealing the panic room entrance. A biometric based security test was conducted and finally, Blanca could hear the machinery behind the wall begin to lift Missouri's box from beneath the house.

Blanca checked her watch as she awaited her love's arrival. She was later than usual. Impersonating Lindsay was going to require more of her time in the near future. She would have less time to spend with Missouri and, for now at least, she did not feel that it would be wise to have Missouri accompany her to work every day.

Blanca was worried that too many extended stays in the box might have a detrimental effect on Missouri given her current level of intelligence. 

The hatch in the bottom corner popped open and after a minute Missouri crawled out. All she wore was a VR visor and a metal collar with a chain leash attached which was dragging freely at her side. Once Missouri was on the carpet, she rose to her knees and pulled the visor off, blinking away a bit of confusion, then smiling as she saw Blanca waiting for her. 

"Good evening, my love," Blanca said. 

Missouri smiled even more brightly, "I'm so happy to see you!" She bent over and kissed Blanca on the right foot.

"Are you hungry? I've brought home some teriyaki," Blanca said.

"Yes," Missouri said. "But I'm really horny too."

"Hmm..." Blanca said. "I know what would be fun. Tonight you will be my plate. You'll lay on my dinner table and I'll serve the dinner on your torso. We'll eat teriyaki as the first course and then we'll eat you for dessert!"

Missouri laughed and raised her arms above her head, exposing her torso beautifully for her lover. "That sounds like a lot of fun!" And she slid her hands down her torso, parting her knees wide."

"Come, my pet," Blanca said as she bent to grab the leash from the floor.

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Later, Missouri lay on her back on the dinner table, eyes half open, and a dreamy smile on her face, her arms relaxed above her head, her knees bent and splayed open. Sticky bits of rice and sauce coated her flesh from between her breasts down to her sex. Blanca sat in a chair gently using her tongue to lick the sauce around Missouri's crotch. She was topless, and some food was stuck in her hair.

"How was your day, love?" Blanca asked.

"Without you? I was bored sometimes," Missouri said.

"I'm sorry," Blanca whispered.

"But then I remembered to do what you said. I drew on my tablet. Did you see the pictures I drew?" Missouri asked, lazily.

"You are a great artist, my love," Blanca said. "Of course, I saw them. What were you drawing?"

"My orgasm," Missouri whispered, half asleep.

Five minutes later, Missouri was breathing deeply, her eyes closed.

Blanca stood and opened her phone and navigated to a folder where Missouri dropped her finished drawings and flipped through them. Something about the images was beautiful, but also haunting and perhaps a little sad.

Blanca didn't want Missouri to be bored or sad or lonely. She thought about warden Missouri. She seemed to be so happy in her submission.

Blanca stood up and went to the closet and pulled out the large gift-wrapped box. She set the box near where Missouri's feet rested. She thought about waking Missouri up to open the present. 

Then she changed her mind and quietly began to pull the wrapping paper. She opened the lid and pulled out the One Love Chastity belt. Then she pulled out the specialized dildo and the high tech buttplug. She found the delicate key.

Blanca applied lubrication to the buttplug and touched the end to Missouri's anus. Missouri grunted and smiled and shifted, but her eyes remained closed.

Blanca did not want to awaken Missouri. Would she be able to lock the chastity belt around Missouri’s hips if she had to do it while looking in her eyes? What if Missouri became unhappy or argumentative?

Blanca stood and went to the bathroom. She found her sedation kit and returned to the dining room table. She took out a syringe and pulled an appropriate dosage of knockout juice.

Missouri made a quiet "Ooof" sound when Blanca pushed the needle into Missouri's shoulder.

"This will keep you happy and safe for the rest of our lives," Blanca said, quietly, though Missouri was deep asleep now. Then Blanca began to install the chastity belt and all its accessories. And once locked, it would be part of Missouri forevermore.