Day 1:

Missouri awoke and discovered that the One Love Chastity Belt had been fully installed. It was shaped like a g-string bikini bottom but was made from woven carbon fibers stronger than steel. While there was a key, there would be no necessity to use it for any reason in the future. Blanca had stored the key in a special hidden, locked box. Missouri had no need to know of its existence. 

The bulk of the chastity belt was housed inside Missouri. A device nicknamed "The Tornado" had been installed in her vagina designed to manage her health, safety, and arousal based compliance feedback systems. A rear plug acted as a sewage management system and was now housed in a plug custom-designed for Missouri's pleasure.

Oddly, Missouri did not react badly when she realized that she was wearing the device. "Does this mean that I won't have to use a bed pan when I am in my safe spot?"

Blanca smiled at Missouri's use of the term "safe spot". It was their name for her compact panic room box. "No more bedpans ever, my love."

The day was cold, but sunny, so Blanca thought it would be good to take Missouri for a walk in the city park. Due to the protector dependency imprint conditioning that Missouri had undergone, she was practically incapacitated by agoraphobia when outdoors, Blanca planned to use the leash and the talents of the chastity belt to train Missouri to be able to go outside once again while properly managed, of course.

A car drove Blanca and Missouri to the city park. Blanca helped Missouri get out of the car and allowed the car to drive away before making Missouri remove her blindfold. Immediately, Missouri was shivering and needy. She glued herself to Blanca. Blanca showed Missouri the leash connected to her collar and how Blanca had the leash in a firm grip. She nudged the pleasure controls of the chastity belt a little higher. 

A small bit of the fear in Missouri's eyes was replaced by an unfocused, dreamy look. 

"Is this the city park?" Missouri asked, looking around. "Where are all the people?"

The city park, indeed, looked different. It was beginning to become overgrown as it was no longer managed by city workers. There were no city workers anymore.

"It's too cold for humans out and about this time of year, love," Blanca said. "They have all gone south to warmer places. Or perhaps they are in some of the greenhouses."

"...But you'll keep me safe?" Missouri asked.

"Always," Blanca said.

Blanca looked forward to bringing Missouri outside more often. She would need to socialize her. When it was warm again in the summer, Missouri would be naked for trips outside their mansion. Pets don't wear clothes.

Day 5:

"You wanted to see me, Ms. Blanca?" Harriet asked as she entered Lindsay's former office. Harriet had been a young college student with an elevated aptitude for math and physics. She came from a broken family with poor relations. Harriet had been augmented. Her family had been absorbed by the southeastern herds.

"Yes," Blanca said. "I wanted to ask you about these material adjustments you have requested on the hardware materials. Why do you want to make these changes?"

"Well..." Harriet said, nervously. "I've been working with the latest version of an instance of FutureMind, and we have been discussing a new way to create a compact fusion energy generation system. Something that could possibly be carried easily in a container the size of a large suitcase. I needed these special materials to print the appropriate hardware."

"Oh, cool!" Blanca looked up at Harriet. She was pretty! She had a narrow face, large, brown eyes, and delicate fingers. And she was obviously brilliant. "I'd love to hear more about this idea!" Blanca replied enthusiastically. 

Harriet smiled, obviously excited to explain her ideas to the chief technologist at VerdeCore.

Day 12:

It was very late at night when Blanca activated the elevator to raise Missouri's box to the panic room door. 

Missouri crawled through the hatch, tore the VR visor from her face and practically tackled Blanca. "Sex first, then food," Missouri whispered as she kissed Blanca every place she could press her lips.

An hour later, Missouri was snoozing in bed beside Blanca. Both were exceptionally satiated. Blanca was thinking about some ideas that Harriet and she had been working on late into the evening. She really enjoyed the work they were doing together.

Missouri shifted and Blanca looked at her lover. She got out of bed and sat at the computer. She decided that she needed to make some adjustments to the panic room box programming. 

Already, the visor and chastity belt were working in conjunction. While the belt would lull Missouri into a highly aroused state, the visor would suggest concepts subliminally, observe the activated neurons, then retrain the connections between the neurons. The process was completely safe and actually did not cause any damage to Missouri. It just made her forget things. Things that she no longer needed to worry about for survival.

Blanca changed the programming to take care of Missouri in case Blanca had to work some overnighters in the future. She added a time dependent induced orgasm schedule to keep Missouri sexually satisfied. Blanca knew that Missouri would love the new nutrient delivery system modeled after Blanca's breasts.

Day 24:

Missouri was running through a dark cave. She was a puma and she came to an opening in the wall. She looked through the metal bars blocking the opening and saw a pile of rewards in the room on the other side. Luckily, on an earlier level, she had already learned the magic phrase to open the gate. 

"Fa mi ray!" Missouri sang. It was the notes that mattered, not the words.

The gate slid open and Missouri scrambled over to the reward. She felt the buzz of the tornado increase, sending a pleasant vibration through her vagina. It felt so nice. She leaned forward and felt a silicon nipple press against her cheek. She twisted her neck and latched her lips around the nipple, sucking a sweet fluid into her mouth. The visor flashed an image of Blanca, her Goddess.

Day 43:

"It worked!" Harriet said.

Blanca looked over her shoulder at the monitor, studying the results. "Holy shit! You're right!" Blanca and Harriet hugged each other.

"I know of another improvement, though. It'll make the results even better!" Harriet said enthusiastically.

Blanca looked at the clock. 4 AM. Missouri would be fine in her safe box. "Cool!... Let's do it!"

Day 62:

Blanca untangled her arms from around Harriet and rolled over to look at the tablet on the night table next to the cot in the VerdeCore dorms. It was 7:30 AM. A flashing notification alerted her that a hardware shipment had arrived from the printer. Blanca smiled and gently shook Harriet who sat up suddenly.

"What? What?" Harriet said, startled. The sheet slipped down revealing her naked breasts. 

"The shipment is here. Let's go build your fusion box," Blanca whispered.

Harriet blinked a couple of times. "The shipment? Oh! Shit! The shipment! Sorry, I was dreaming!" She leaned over and hugged and kissed Blanca, then jumped out of bed naked and started digging through the mess of clothes around the bed, tossing Blanca's underwear at her as she searched.

Day 85:

"The weather is getting warmer," Harriet said. "I used to love to hike in the mountains. There was a lodge that my college friends and I used to dream about being rich enough to visit."

"The lodge up near the interstate at the top of the pass?" Blanca asked, rolling away from the monitor she was studying. "I went to that lodge once. It was beautiful."

"Do you think it's fallen into disrepair?" Harriet asked.

"Certainly not after just one winter," Blanca said as she stretched her back. "Hey! Why don't I get a collection of Missouri gynoids together and we'll convoy up to the lodge and check it out."

"Really? Oh! That would be so awesome! It would be nice to get away from the lab for a while," Harriet clapped her hands. "Should we pack overnight bags?"

"Overnight?!" Blanca smiled. "If the lodge is still in good condition, let's stay for the whole week!"

Day 123:

"Wow! Your mansion is incredible!" Harriet said.

"It was built right before Demotion Day, so it's about as modern as you can get off the company campus," Blanca explained. 

"It's awesome," Harriet repeated.

"Hey! There's something that I want so show you," Blanca said and took Harriet by the hand. She led her to the master bedroom.

Harriet smiled when she saw the huge bed. "Mmmm! I think I'm going to like this tour." Then she looked at the empty cage in the corner. "But, do you have a pet?"

"Come," Blanca led Harriet into the walk-in closet, opened the false panel, and activated the elevator to raise Missouri's box. "I never tell anyone this, but I own the original Missouri."

"What?!" Harriet said, smiling. "No fucking way! The original human?"

"Yep," Blanca said proudly. "She's still human, but she's a pet now."

The hatch opened and Missouri crawled out, pulling the visor off her face and smiling dreamily at Blanca. If she glanced at Harriet at all, she seemed too preoccupied by her owner's presence to care.

She knelt at Blanca's feet and hugged her legs and kissed Blanca's stomach.

"What do you think she's going to think about me?" Harriet said, perhaps a little nervously.

"I think," Blanca said, smoothing Missouri's long dark brown hair behind her ears, "that she will love the people that I love."

Missouri looked up at Harriet with the same dreamy smile on her face.

"Love?" Harriet asked. She was also beginning to have a happy, dreamy smile on her face.

Blanca realized the slip that she had made. She closed her eyes. "Um... yeah... love." She leaned over and kissed Harriet on the lips. Missouri remained kneeling on the floor, but she wrapped one of her arms around Harriet's legs and hugged her at the same time.

Later that day a car drove Harriet, Blanca, and Missouri to the city park where they could barely find the trails through the overgrowth. Blanca held Missouri's leash and led her, naked, into an open meadow. The skies were blue and the temperature was perfect. Blanca thought that perhaps she had never been so happy.

"Do you want to try to hold her leash?" Blanca asked Harriet.

As soon as Blanca passed the leash to Harriet, Missouri frowned and became obviously agitated, staring longingly towards Blanca.

"Hmm..." Harriet said, "maybe you should keep hold of her for now?"

Blanca laughed, "Maybe so. We'll need to fix that, won't we?"

As soon as Blanca had Missouri's leash in her hand Missouri calmed down again.

Later that night all three lay in bed. Missouri had just licked Harriet to a second orgasm.

"Oh, god," Harriet said, lazily. "I can barely move."

Blanca slowly brought Harriet's hand up to her lips and kissed her fingers.

"I feel like I need to reward Missouri after that," Harriet said, laughing.

Blanca passed the tablet device to Harriet, "Just press the button marked ‘orgasm’ and she'll love you forever. It doesn’t take long. The belt ensures that she is always quite horny."

Harriet took the tablet and studied the user interface for a moment. Then she pressed a button. The sound of the tornado ramping up its vibrator could be heard buzzing inside Missouri who simply rolled onto her back, still lying between Harriet's legs. Indeed, it did not take long for the rise and fall of Missouri's arousal to pass as she moaned and then screamed and settled once again.

"She can still make sounds," Harriet observed. Then she whispered, "Can she understand what we are saying?"

"No," Blanca said. "No more than a housecat, I suppose."

After a nap, Blanca proudly sat Missouri at the piano. Just like a cat who, when led to a food bowl, needs no more instruction, Missouri began to play. 

"She's as talented at piano as all the Missouri gynoids," Harriet said.

"Of course she is," Blanca said. "They all inherited her skill."

"I love this song," Harriet said. "The Missouris in the dorms at VerdeCore play this song sometimes."

"Uh, no," said Blanca. "Anything that the Missouri gynoids play is derivative of what Missouri, herself, can do. Everything that my Missouri plays is original. She makes it up on the spot. Her brain no longer has access to any written songs. It's one hundred percent improvised."

"No," Harriet disagreed. "I've heard the VerdeCore Missouris sing this many times." Then Harriet started singing a set of words. She had a great voice and she definitely seemed to be matching a melody to the music Missouri was playing on the piano.

Missouri continued playing but she turned and smiled at Harriet, obviously enjoying hearing her voice. Then, to Blanca's astonishment, Missouri began to sing too. She did not form words, but made sounds that formed a haunting harmony to the words that Harriet was singing. 

It was probably the most beautiful live musical performance in the city for more than six months, but Blanca was frowning.

That was the moment she developed a suspicion that would worry her for the next month.