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Aqueous Essence01
"Unit 11-A, status report."
"Physiological Enhancement: Fourth phase of daily exercise regimen completed. Unit has reached exhaustion point. Recharging energy stores. Will commence phase five once recharge completed.
"Sexually Related Modification: REAS remained in place through all phase. Expansion of rectal channel within expected parameters. Stimulation occurred through entire regimen course.
"Comment: Unit 11-A has not had any form of sexual release in five days. Question: Does Unit 11-A have permission from Prime Unit to rectify?"
"Negative. Prime Unit does not grant permission. Finish daily regimen, then engage standard personality module. Secrecy paramount. Alteration in behavior must not be evident to non-units. Prime Unit will reconnect tomorrow for regular progress update. Ending communication in ten seconds."
"Instructions understood and will comply, as the Prime Unit dictates. Contact has been terminated."
The swimmer lay by the pool, recovering from his grueling workout. Once he had done so, he swam another twenty laps, and then went to the locker room and showered.
As he headed for the library, the swimmer's slack face became more animated. Soon he looked no different than any of the other students at Orlando Community College preparing to study for midterms.
Physically, he was the same. But when he joined the swim team, he had no idea that he would undergo a radical mental metamorphosis.
To the outside world, nothing had changed. But inside, he thought of himself as Unit 11-A, willing automaton to the mysterious Prime Unit. He had never met the Prime Unit, only heard their voice over the phone or through the earpieces in the headcover he wore while swimming. He was unable to comprehend disobedience to the Prime Unit.
One day, the swimmer hoped, he would meet the Prime Unit so he could proffer his thanks for his transformation. Until then, he would improve the performance off his mind and body as the Prime Unit dictated.
Aqueous Essence02
"What is your purpose, Unit 3-A?"
"To increase my mental aptitude and physical condition to their peak, as the Prime Unit dictates."
"Why?"
"Because the Prime Unit dictates it."
"Why does the Prime Unit dictate this?"
"Prime Unit has not explained. Question is irrelevant. Reason is irrelevant. Prime Unit dictates thoughts and actions of Unit 3-A."
"Response of Unit 3-A is satisfactory. Go to nearest exercise location where Unit 3-A will not be disturbed. Do 200 sit-ups, and then 10 one-armed pull-ups with each arm. When completed, shower and resume normal daily activities. That is all."
Unit 3-A wanted to be allowed sexual release, as he had only gratified himself three times since the culmination of his conversion a month ago. But the Prime Unit had ended communication before he could make his request. So he would have to continue wearing the Rectal Expander And Stimulator, accentuating his horniness even more. What the Prime Unit dictated, he had to do, until the Prime Unit dictated otherwise.
Aqueous Essence03
"Unit 12-A must report failure in winning the final competition in which they were entered."
"But Unit 12-A did win the other 5 competitions they were in, so the disappointment of the Prime Unit is not severe. However, the Prime Unit still expects perfection. Return to the team clubhouse, where your punishment will be issued."
"Understood and will comply, as the Prime Unit dictates."
Aqueous Essence04
"Unit 4-A is ready to commence their daily exercise regimen."
"Once completed, Unit 4-A will contact the Prime Unit with a status report. Unit 4-A may now commence."
"Understood and will comply, as the Prime Unit dictates."
Aqueous Essence05
"God, I'm so horny."
"Unit 5-A has not been given permission for self-gratification! The Prime Unit will initiate a shutdown of sexual functioning."
"What the, Prime Unit, who is� the� Prime Unit. Unit 5-A understands. Unit 5-A is now incapable of sexual function, as the Prime Unit dictates."
"The programming of Unit 5-A is experiencing destabilization. Listen and relax."
The young swimmer's ears filled with a roaring like waves crashing against a rocky seashore. Then the sounds became more soothing, like the advance and retreat of the tides over sand.
"Status report, Unit 5-A."
"Relaxed, floating, mellow."
"Continue to listen, Unit 5-A. When the sounds end, come to the college swimming pool, so programming can be readjusted."
"I un�der�stand and com�ply, as the Prime Unit dic-dictates."
Aqueous Essence06
"Unit 2-A could only replace the headcovers of three members of the opposing team without causing suspicion."
"The performance of Unit 2-A was above satisfactory levels. The Prime Unit can now convert those three, and utilize them to obtain the other team members. The reward will be the Prime Unit granting permission for Unit 2-A to have sexual release twice per week."
"Unit 2-A wishes to obtain permission for the first release of this week."
"The Prime Unit will allow it, once Unit 2-A has returned to the team clubhouse, so the Prime Unit may judge its performance."
"Understood and will comply, as the Prime Unit dictates."
Aqueous Essence07
Ever since the last meet, Pete had been practicing in the big pool at Florida Central University for an extra hour a day, sometimes two. Their team had won, and he had planned to slack off a little, since the next competition was in two weeks. But instead he had been working harder than he ever had. It was like there was a voice in his ears telling him to push on, strive more.
Pete also took his swimcap home and slept with it on. He did not let his roommates see this, since he knew they would think it was weird. The fact that it was weird did not even occur to him. The cap should have been uncomfortable, but he was out like a log every night.
Pete's girlfriend began complaining about how little time they spent together. But he hardly heard her. His mind was more and more focused on practicing, on becoming the best swimming machine possible.
To be a machine, Pete thought. Not having to worry about anything, doing only what one was programmed to do. Life would be so much simpler. It was what he told the voice when he first consciously heard it.
It was three days after the last meet, when he was practicing late. "Report status on conversion process." Pete was startled, then lapsed into a trance. "Unit conversion in progress, not completed." The voice said, "Maintain training regimen. Be available for status report at this time each day. Initiate short-term memory erasure." Pete returned to normal, oblivious to what he had just happened.
Each day, the voice requested a status report. Each day, Pete reported his conversion had not finished. That is, until later in the following week.
"Report status on conversion process."
"Unit conversion completed. Awaiting designation and instructions."
"The Prime Unit designation for this unit is 8. Repeat: this is Unit 8-B. Instructions follow. The Prime Unit will send a package to Unit 8-B. It will contain headcovers like the one used by Unit 8-B. Two of Unit 8-B's teammates are currently undergoing conversion. When completed, the three units will meet. Each will receive one-third of the headcovers. Units will replace all teammates' headcovers with the ones received. Proceed with extreme caution, so that replacements are unnoticed.
"The package will include another small piece of equipment. Unit 8-B will install the equipment in the office radio of the team coach. Schematics will be in the package on how to do so. All of the team must be under the control of the Prime Unit. Requesting response."
"Understood and will comply, as the Prime Unit dictates."
Aqueous Essence08
"Report status on conversion process."
"Who's that, what, I, I can't think, what's going�"
"This unit is still resistant to conversion. Initiating level 4 restructuring loop."
The swimmer's ears were filled with a high-pitched screech. He struggled to move, but his muscles were locked, his sports drink still clutched in his hand.
"Filling my, my head, over and over. I, am, Unit 6-B. No, I'm a person. I, I, I serve the, the Prime Unit? Don't, serve anyone. The Prime Unit? What's the� I have no other purpose. No, purpose? I am Unit, Unit, ahhh, 6-B. I serve the, the Prime Unit. I have no, other, purpose. No, free, I'm, I'm free, I am, slipping, so, so relaxed. Can't think, don't want to, think, just, just obey. Obey. I am Unit 6-B. I serve the Prime Unit. I have, I have no other purpose. I am Unit 6-B. I serve the Prime Unit. I have no other purpose. I am Unit 6-B. I serve the Prime Unit. I have no other purpose."
The loop continued for a half hour. Resistance melted away, until the swimmer willing accepted conversion. Two days later, when the voice spoke to him again, he reported his status.
"Conversion complete. Unit 6-B will comply with all instructions, as the Prime Unit dictates."
Aqueous Essence09
"Unit 9-B reporting to Prime Unit as instructed. This unit is ready to service the Prime Unit, as dictated."
"Training results for Unit 9-B have exceeded requirements. Physiological improvements are," the Prime Unit touched the shoulder of the kneeling swimmer, "more than satisfactory. Unit 9-B, prepare to provide maximum oral gratification to the Prime Unit."
"Unit 9-B will comply, as the Prime Unit dic- mmff, mmm, mmmmm."
"The oral skill level of Unit 9-B is, is very, very, continue, Unit 9-B. You are providing extreme satisfaction to, to, the Prime, uhhh, Unit."
Aqueous Essence10
"The camera is in place to record this training session for Unit 7-B, Prime Unit."
"Engage recording, Unit 9-B. For every twenty situps Unit 7-B completes, they will receive a ten percent increase in pleasurable sexual stimuli. Commence training."
"As the Prime Unit dictates," responded the swimmer now known as Unit 7-B.
Twenty-three minutes later, the swimmer was still going, but slowing.
"Four hundred and ninety-seven, four hundred and ninety, ninety-eight, four hundred aaand ninety-nine, fuh, fuh, five hundred, ahh huhhh. Limit, limit reached, combination of abdominal burn and, and sexual stimulation too, too much."
"Performance of Unit 7-B above predicted level. Recharging of energy stores permitted."
"Unit 7-B will, will comply."
"Gluteal development of Unit 7-B has reached optimal levels. When recharging has completed, the Prime Unit will observe Unit 9-B sexually testing that development. Prolonged testing is preferred. When Unit 9-B achieves release, so will Unit 7-B. Instructions understood?"
"Understood and will comply, as the Prime Unit dictates," said the two young men as one.
Aqueous Essence11
"Unit 10-B must attain maximum flexibility. Unit 10-B must be able to provide optimal gratification to the Prime Unit, so Prime Unit can operate at peak efficiency. Training continues."
Aqueous Essence12
"What is up with everybody?" wondered Justin aloud.
He was alone in the locker room because the rest of the team was still practicing in the pool. Ever since they had gotten back from their last match, more and more of the guys had pretty much ended their social lives. Now every member of the team but him was at the pool incessantly. Justin loved playing water polo, and was very good at it, which was why he was the goalkeeper. But he did not want to devote every spare waking moment to it.
When he was younger, though, it was a different story. After the accident that made him lose over 50 percent of the hearing in his left ear, he had felt lesser than everyone else. Just because the handicap was not visible did not change that. So he spent hours in the pool, getting leaner and stronger. Once a friend turned him on to water polo, eh found he had a knack for it. Now he was the star of the best team in the region.
Yet success had not gone to his head. Not too much. He enjoyed the attention, especially from the ladies. Life was meant to be enjoyed, and you had to take a break from practice to enjoy it.
So he had left the pool so he could change and go out. The rest of the team, even the coaches, seemed oblivious to his departure. "Weird."
"Justin, you should rejoin the team." The head coach's voice startled him. So his leaving had been noticed. What the hell, though. "Look, coach, I've got to get out of here. I'm worn out and need a break."
"That is not acceptable." He turned to see the team captain and some of the other players with him. "We must continue practice," said the captain.
"Guys, look, I'm beat. I'm no good like this. Frankly, I don't know how you all can keep going. Come on, coach." Justin turned back, and the other coaches and the rest of the team were with the head coach. They were not smiling, or frowning. Their eyes looked almost dead.
"It is as the Prime Unit predicted. Auditory damage in this individual has impaired the modification process. This individual must be brought to the Prime Unit, so integration with all team units may be properly completed."
Justin did not understand what he was hearing. Prime Unit, modification, team units? "Look, guys, you're creeping me out. I'm leaving."
"Negative. Unit 1-B, system override, full shutdown of mental functioning."
"Guys, I'm�" Justin suddenly felt dizzy. He staggered toward the exit, but was caught by two of the team members. He tried twisting away from them, but it was difficult to even move.
"Again as the Prime Unit predicted. Partial reprogramming has occurred. Shutdown limited, but individual is incapacitated. Utilize soporific to finish."
A cloth covered Justin's face, and he could not help but breath in the sickly sweet aroma. His eyes fluttered, his struggles grew less, until finally he collapsed into the arms of the players holding him.
"Instituting Prime Unit Contingency Plan Alpha3. Units 5-B and 7-B, dress Unit 1-B in street clothes. Unit 9-B, bring the team van around to the back of the building. Place Unit 1-B in van. All other units will accompany Unit 1-B, should Unit 1-B regain consciousness and need to be restrained. Unit 9-B will transport team to the Prime Unit, who will complete unit integration. This coaching unit will contact the Prime Unit to apprise about current situation. Carry out Contingency Plan Alpha3 now."
"Understood and will comply, as the Prime Unit dictates," said everyone in the locker room except the comatose goalkeeper.
The head coach placed a call on his cellphone. "Purpose of contact," said the voice of the Prime Unit.
"Prime Unit prediction confirmed. Incomplete modification occurred with Unit 1-B. Able to shutdown mental functioning with combination of partial programming which was in place, with chemical aid. Contingency Plan Alpha3 has been instituted, and all team units will arrive at Prime Unit's location within proscribed time period."
"The head coaching unit has dealt with this potentially problematic situation with exceptional competence. The reward will be the Prime Unit granting permission for the head coaching unit to have sexual release with the assistant coaching units. The reward may commence immediately. Good work."
"I, you, thank, gratitude expressed. Instructions understood and will comply, as the Prime Unit dictates."
As the head coach ushered the other coaches to his office, the team members carried out the contingency plan. Soon, the team was on its way to the Prime Unit. Before long, Justin would no longer be the only unconverted player.
Aqueous Essence13
Most of the students at Orlando Community College and Florida Central University had gotten over their shock by the beginning of the new school year. But many still could not understand how such a tragedy could have happened.
The long-standing friendly rivalry between the water polo teams of both schools had ended, for another year. The University had won the regional championships. By tradition, the two schools normally celebrated the end of the season with a big party. However, the University team decided something special should be done to commemorate their amazing victory.
Thus they chartered a large yacht and most of the members of both teams went on a weeklong trip to the Bahamas. Everything was fine until the fourth day. The plan was to visit Eleuthera. In the afternoon, the boat radioed that they had encountered a large squall that had come out of nowhere. Contact was lost shortly thereafter.
Search and rescue arrived by nightfall, but the boat could not be found. The next day, additional personnel joined in the search, which now covered an expanded area. Bits of wreckage were eventually found, and were ID'd as part of the yacht. No trace of the rest of the yacht, or life rafts, or the rest of the team, was ever found.
The members of both teams who had not gone on the trip displayed little emotion during and after the search. Many commended them for their stoicism. Others worried that they were more traumatized then they let on. In any case, they quietly supported each other the whole time.
Before the new school year started, there was debate as to whether to get new players and have active water polo teams. At least, said some, take this year off.
But both teams said it would dishonor the memory of those who had been lost. So new players were recruited and both teams started practicing for the new season.
Keith had lost friends from both schools. He joined the FCU team, wanting to keep alive the memory of how good the team was, and could be. He felt it was what they would have wanted.
And the more he practiced, the less the loss hurt. Getting better, getting stronger was all that mattered. He let go of the pain, he let go of the worry. His focus narrowed until swimming and working out were the only things he thought of. Every night, he would go to bed exhausted, wearing his swimcap. Exhausted, but satisfied. When he finally heard the voice in the ear coverings of his swimcap say, "Unit 2-D, status report," it all clicked into place.
"Conversion of Unit 2-D completed. Ready for instruction by Prime Unit."
"Continue exercise regimen. Conversion of C-series and D-series units at 73%. Once total conversion is achieved, integration with A-series and B-series units will commence. Comprehension?"
"Instructions understood and will comply, as the Prime Unit dictates. Contact has been terminated."
Aqueous Essence14
The self-designated Prime Unit was laying on his stomach by a extremely large pool. Two of the missing water polo players were massaging his back. Five more were having sex upstairs, which was being recorded for the Prime Unit's later viewing. The rest were horsing around in the pool. All were naked.
It had taken considerable effort to arrange the 'tragedy'. But the Prime Unit was nothing if not persistent, and clever. Case in point, the mind control apparatus and programming it had taken years for him to create. Now he could mentally roboticize anyone he wished.
The first conversions were strategic. A few people on the board of directors of various banks, some wealthy and well-connected individuals. All now his patrons, willing to finance anything he wanted.
And what he wanted was men. Young men. Young healthy men in the peak of physical condition. So many options to choose from. But there was something about water polo players. The kind of bodies that were the result of playing that sport were the kind of bodies he found the most appealing.
The Prime Unit was part security, part fetish. Referrring to himself as the Prime Unit gave him anonymity. And the idea of living male mannikins or androids, mindlessly obedient, had excited him since childhood. Being able to act out that fantasy, again and again, was better than he had dreamed possible.
But the players all still had lives. He wanted to have them anytime, day or night, at a moment's notice. Thus, the 'tragedy'. He had picked his favorites from both teams to be on the yacht. Faking the disappearance had cost much, in several ways. He would also not do it again, at least not the same scenario. Once was risky, more was foolhardy.
The results, though, had been worth it. Now he had over a dozen hot young athletes at his beck and call, with no one the wiser.
This also opened up space on both teams for new subjects for him to play with. Almost all the players who had joined were converted. When it was all, the entire roster from both teams, old and new, would be integrated at his secret hideaway.
"Yes, they're going to 'integrate' each other so hard, they'll walk funny for days. Ahh. Units 1-B and 11-A, you are performing manual relaxation protocols above satisfactory levels. Continue protocols until further instruction."
The two players massaging him said in unison, "Instructions understood and will comply, as the Prime Unit dictates."
Indeed, thought the Prime Unit. And I'm looking forward to having more units to whom I can dictate.
Aqueous Essence15
"Unit 4-C. Report to the head coach unit."
"Understood and will comply, as the Prime Unit dictates."
Once in the coach's office, the head coach said, "Unit 4-C, your upper body development exceeds that of all other units. The Prime Unit wishes to examine this development. The Prime Unit will also conduct extensive probes of Unit 4-C. If results are primarily positive, Plan Alpha7 will commence, with eventual goal of permanent untraceable repositioning of Unit 4-C to the Prime Unit's location. Two days will be required for examination. State availability."
"Unit 4-C can rearrange schedule to be available for test period by Friday."
"The head coach unit will notify the Prime Unit. Report here on Friday so you may be brought to the Prime Unit."
"Understood and will comply, as the Prime Unit dictates."
Aqueous Essence16
"Unit 2-C, your body configuration is no longer optimal for water polo."
"Unit 2-C will modify exercise regimen to restore body configuration to optimal parameters."
"Negative. Though no longer optimal for current sporting activity, other options are available. This may allow Prime Unit to integrate units from other disciplines. Unit 2-C, attempt incorporation with football and wrestling teams. Results will determine if additional incorporation attempts will be made.
"Now report to head coach unit. Arrangements will be made to bring Unit 2-C to the Prime Unit. The Prime Unit wishes to conduct unrestricted analysis of new body configuration. Invasive procedures may be required. Comprehension?
"Understood and will comply, as the Prime Unit dictates."
Aqueous Essence17
Jake couldn't remember the last time he'd seen his girlfriend. It must've been weeks. But all the practicing he'd done lately took up so much time.
He was horny all the time too. Which would have been solved easily with a night with this girlfriend. She loved his big fat cock inside her, screaming as he pounded her. Sometimes she would pass out when she came, which always made Jake feel like a superstud. But every time he thought about seeing her, he felt an overwhelming need to practice more. Then he heard the voice in his earphones. He'd heard it so many times before, but forgotten each time afterwards. As always, it said, "Status report."
"This unit requires sexual release. Request permission to obtain it."
"Unit knows how to obtain permission. Admission of complete submission to Prime Unit."
"I, I, want to� Unit 3-C submits to Prime Unit. Unit will obey all directives from Prime Unit. Unit will aid in obtaining other units for Prime Unit. Awaiting instructions."
"Response satisfactory. Permission for sexual release granted. Report to Prime Unit tomorrow evening for further training."
"Unit 3-C complies." Jake gestured to get his coach's attention. "Can I take a restroom break, coach?"
"Sure, Jake." As Jake ran to the restroom to masturbate, the coach smiled. He knew that Jake, like him and an increasing portion of the team, now belonged to the Prime Unit.
Aqueous Essence18
"Unit 10-C, your performance and obedience to the Prime Unit has exceeded standard parameters. The unit may obtain sexual release immediately. Starting tomorrow, Unit 10-C may obtain sexual release with the unit or units of their choice until further notice. However, sexual release sessions must not interfere with normal training or other team activities."
"Gratitude from Unit 10-C. Will comply, as the Prime Unit dictates."
Aqueous Essence19
"Attention, all units, attention, all units. Unit 10-C has been granted permission to engage in sexual release sessions with any unit, or combination of units. All units will accede to requests for such sessions from Unit 10-C and provide maximum gratification until further notice. Such sessions must not interfere with normal activities. Identify and respond, all units.
"This is Unit 8-C. Will provide maximum sexual gratification to Unit 10-C on request, as the Prime Unit dictates."
Aqueous Essence20
"I am fucking exhausted!" said Brad, lugging a sack of water polo balls over his shoulder. "After I get these to the clubhouse, I am heading home and collapsing."
"Me, too," said Tyler, absently reaching into his speedos and adjusting his dick, his friends not even noticing. "Collapse, that is. This week!"
"Yeah," added Eric, "I've never practiced this hard, ever. I know we've got a big game coming up but, man! How long have we been here?"
Tyler looked over at a clock on a wall near the pool. "It's� almost 7 PM. It� is� now� 7."
The faces of the three young men went slack. In a dull voice, Brad said, "Unit 7-C will return balls to clubhouse. Must then go to residence of Unit 10-C, who has requested this unit provide maximum sexual gratification."
Tyler said, "Unit-10-C has requested this Unit 6-C provide maximum sexual gratification this evening as well."
Eric said, "Unit 5-C is also to provide maximum sexual gratification to Unit 10-C this evening."
Brad said, "After this unit is finished at clubhouse, will meet other units in parking lot. We can then proceed to residence of Unit 10-C and provide maximum sexual gratification. Such is the will of the Prime Unit."
"We will comply," said Eric and Tyler, "as the Prime Unit dictates."
Aqueous Essence21
The assistant coach walked over to three of the water polo players by the pool. He said, "Instructions from Prime Unit."
The faces of the three young men went slack and they replied in a monotone unison, "As the Prime Unit dictates."
"Unit 9-C," the assistant coach said to the hairy-chested player, "and Unit 12-C", directed to the one sitting with legs dangling in the pool, "Unit 10-C has requested that you engage in a sexual gratification session this evening. That unit will meet you after practice to provide further details."
"Understood," the entranced men said, "Will provide sexual gratification for Unit 10-C this evening." Turning to the third player, the assistant coach said, "Unit 11-C, you will provide the Prime Unit with sexual gratification this evening. After practice, proceed to the residence of the Prime Unit."
The idea of having sex with the Prime Unit instantly aroused the three men, Unit 11-C most of all. His speedo bulged, showing how excited he was. But there was no evidence of that in his robotic reply. "Unit 11-C will provide sexual gratification for the Prime Unit. Maximum gratification of paramount importance. This unit understands and complies, as the Prime Unit dictates."
The assistant coach left, satisfied that he had delivered the Prime Unit's instructions efficiently. Perhaps he would be rewarded with a session with one of the players. Or even with the Prime Unit. Though not as young as the players, he had been exercising even more strenuously than them. He was verging on bodybuilder proportions. If he made his body muscular enough, he knew the Prime Unit would request a session with him.
He headed back to his office, so he could send the Prime Unit a naked picture of himself, to show his progress. Like the players, he grew aroused, but with the thought of displaying himself for the Prime Unit's pleasure. He could no longer conceive of what life was like before integrating with the Prime Unit. His pace quickened, eager to show the Prime Unit the result of all the effort he had made to improve himself. He was the Prime Unit's, to do with as the Prime Unit chose. How could it be any other way?
Aqueous Essence22
"Hello."
"Uh, hi. Have we met? You seem� familiar." The young man had just gotten out of the pool, and rivulets were still running down his lean tight body. Though shorter than his teammates, he was still strong and agile. They called him 'shrimp', but not in a mean way. More like friendly teasing.
It was also in part due to what the others had seen in the shower. But what they did not know was that he was a 'grower'. When aroused, he was at least as big as his teammates.
"We have not had that pleasure. Or rather, you have not. I am the Prime Unit."
Deep conditioning kicked in, and an image appeared in the young man's mind unbidden. An image of the individual he knew was the Prime Unit. It was identical to the person standing before him. "Unit 14-C recognizes Prime Unit," he said dully, the mere presence of the man immediately causing the front of his speedos to puff out. He absently stuck a finger in the back, to lower them and show off his ass. Or at least as much as he could in public.
The man known as the Prime Unit laughed. "I have been monitoring you. You are my most recent addition, aren't you?"
"Affirmative. Programming of this unit was completed two days ago. This unit awaits instructions."
"I wished to see you up close, and I must say, I approve. Your body is quite� optimal. All of it."
The words of praise caused Unit 14-C to become more aroused.
"Much as I like what I see, you can't walk around like that all day. Initiate shutdown of sexual functioning."
The speedos of Unit 14-C promptly deflated, leaving only a minimal bulge in front. "Unit 14-C is now incapable of sexual function, as the Prime Unit dictates."
"Good. Sexual function will remain disabled until we conduct a sexual gratification session. The session will occur in five days, at my residence." The Prime Unit wanted the young man to be filled to bursting. After nearly a week with no sex, he knew Unit 14-C would be erupting again and again when they met later that week. Smiling, he added, "Do you understand?"
"Unit 14-C understands and complies, as the Prime Unit dictates."
"Then return to your normal routine, and we shall see each other in five days."
Leaving, the Prime Unit mused on his newest acquisition. He might have him bulk up some, but not much. He had enough muscular minions. A twink or two would make a nice change.
Aqueous Essence23
"One hundred and forty-nine, one hundred and fifty. Push-ups done. Unit 5-D has completed their exercise regimen."
"Report to Prime Unit for physical examination. If progress satisfactory, sexual release will be permitted for Unit 5-D."
The unit had not met the Prime Unit's standards at his last examination, and had not had sexual release in over two weeks. The bulge in his speedos had become almost constant. He had put in extra training so he would be allowed to relieve his ever-increasing arousal. Tonight, he knew that goal would be achieved.
"Unit will report as the Prime Unit dictates."
Aqueous Essence24
"Todd, what are you doing?" said Ken.
"Man, I am so fucking horny! With all this training, I've been too exhausted to even jack off for I can't remember how long."
"You can't do it in public. Get a grip."
"I have. Feels so good."
Ken walked a few feet away and tapped the earpiece on the side of his head. "Alert, alert," he said in a low voice, "Unit 8-D is attempting public self-gratification. Please advise."
The voice of the Prime Unit replied, "Alert received." Then Todd heard that same voice, a voice he only dimly remembered.
"Unit 8-D, your self-control programming is faulty. You have not been given permission for self-gratification."
Todd's face went slack. "Unit cannot disengage."
"Override. Cease self-gratification and initiate shutdown of sexual functioning."
"Unit 8-D complies. Ceasing and now incapable of sexual function, as the Prime Unit dictates."
"How long ago was unit's last sexual release?"
"Unit has not had release in 23 days."
"So many of you boys," the Prime Unit mumbled, "it's getting a bit difficult to keep track of all of you." He returned to his standard voice, but made himself be heard by Ken as well.
"Units 8-D and 9-D, report to team clubhouse. Once there, Unit 9-D will provide sexual release for Unit 8-D. Also, until further notice, you will provide each other sexual release on a weekly basis. Are instructions understood."
"Understood and will comply," said both young men, "as the Prime Unit dictates.
Todd's face became animated again, with a big smile on his face. He stood up, went over to Ken and slapped his speedo-clad ass, then put an arm around his shoulder. "We must obey," said Todd as they walked to the clubhouse. "Yes, it is our duty to the Prime Unit," agreed Ken with a grin.
Aqueous Essence25
"Attention, all units, attention, all units. Until further notice, sexual release is permissible once a week. Release may be obtained by self-gratification or interaction with one other unit. Indicate understanding and compliance."
Unit 4-D, known to the non-converted as Alex, was about to enter the pool to swim some laps, bowed his head. "Unit 4-D understands and complies, as the Prime Unit dictates." He hoped Unit 7-D was available, as he had the biggest meatiest rear port on the team. He had wanted to have sexual release in it ever since the conversion for the two of them had completed.
But first Alex had to swim. Training was paramount. The Prime Unit dictated it, and he had no choice but to comply. Though since his conversion, he was satisfied that he no longer had choice. To serve the Prime Unit for the rest of his life was now his paramount priority.
Aqueous Essence26
"Chris, did you hear the Prime Unit's announcement?" asked Alex.
"Yes. Have you complied yet?"
"I was hoping I could with you, but you're probably already committed."
"No, I'm not. I would be happy to comply with you. What forms of release were you contemplating?"
"I was contemplating releasing in that spectacular ass of yours."
"If I can do the same in yours, then it's a deal. Your ass is pretty fine too."
"Deal." Alex shook Chris' hand. "My place this evening, if you're availabe."
"I'll make myself available. It is, after all, what the Prime Unit dictates.
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"Unit 10-D, your current measurements have been relayed to the Prime Unit. It has been determined that you have achieved optimal symmetry. You will undergo physical examination tomorrow night by the Prime Unit. Should your inspection be deemed satisfactory or above, you will provide maximum sexual gratification as the Prime Unit determines. Acknowledge receipt and comprehension of data"
"This unit understands and will comply, as the Prime Unit dictates."
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Rick had just finished his daily training. He had been doing so much of it lately he couldn't remember the last time he had seen his boyfriend.
Girlfriend. Why did he think boyfriend? He had been with Sandra for months. He loved her outgoing personality. But he also loved her big breasts, her round ass, that gorgeous cock in his mouth.
"Stop it! Why do I keep thinking of guys?" He looked around, but no one was there to hear his outburst about guys. Guys naked. Like my teammates. Muscular and hung and wet and�
"Unit 22-D," a voice said through his earpieces. Rick immediately relaxed. "Report status to Prime Unit."
"Remnants of resistance remaining. Dichotomous sexual orientation impulses still being experienced by this unit."
"Estimate amount of conversion."
"Approximately 89 per cent."
"Close enough," said the Prime Unit, almost too softly for Rick to hear. Speaking as he had before, he said, "Remain in current personality state. Report to assistant coach. He will bring you to the Prime Unit to complete your programming. Unit will then undergo physical examination. If progress satisfactory, you will provide maximum sexual gratification to the Prime Unit. Otherwise, you will continue training until you have achieved parameters to meet Prime Unit's standards. Does Unit 22-D understand and comply?"
"This unit understands and will comply, as the Prime Unit dictates."
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Unit 12-D was content.
He barely thought of himself as Nathan anymore. Since he was gay before he even enrolled at FCU, his conversion took less time than his teammates. He enjoyed providing sexual gratification to as many of them as possible.
The only problem was that he had yet to meet the Prime Unit. But he knew his time would come. And when it did, his experience on the team would let him provide maximum sexual gratification, he just knew it.
"Unit 12-D." The voice. The Prime Unit's voice. It had been so long since he had last heard it. "Reports have been provided of your training and sexual gratification of your teammates. Both have exceeded standard parameters. The Prime Unit will examine you. Go to the assistant coach to arrange optimal time."
"This unit understands and, and, and will comply, as, as the Prime Unit dictates," Nathan stuttered. He was so excited he could barely speak. His speedos could also barely conceal his excitement. He rushed to the assistant coach's office. Finally, his time with the Prime Unit had arrived.
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Tom was many girls' wet dream, and some guys as well. But soon after joining the water polo team, he only dreamed of the Prime Unit.
His prior experience as a gymnast had led him to be examined and probed by the Prime Unit on three separate occasions. Another session was scheduled for next week.
Unit 15-D, as Tom now thought of himself, was perpetually horny. He had provided sexual gratification to all his teammates, and most of the members of the other water polo team controlled by the Prime Unit. Even with all that, just thinking of what he had done made his speedo bulge. His cock was insatiable.
But for the Prime Unit only, he was the receptor. The feeling of the Prime Unit probing him made him even hornier. He needed to finish his training so he could give sexual gratification. He hoped Unit 12-D was available. That unit was Tom's favorite. He could barely contain himself until then.
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"Can I take a break, coach?" Adam pleaded.
"Yeah, you've earned it. Fifteen minutes."
Adam leaned on the side of the pool. He was exhausted. Did he do anything but train? He was in the water so much he thought he might turn into a fish."
"Unit 2-D, report."
Adam robotically replied, "This unit is sublimating sexual gratification to increase time and energy for training. Also to aid in completing conversion. Estimate that will occur in two more days."
"Information satisfactory. Initial examination by Prime Unit will be in two weeks. Further instructions will be relayed to you after conversion done."
"This unit understands and will comply, as the Prime Unit dictates."
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Archie was a string bean.
He had always been slender, but between water polo and track and field, he had become almost painfully thin.
Though not as physically strong as many of his other teammates, his stamina was far greater. This was demonstrated frequently as he had sex with everyone on the water polo team any chance he could. His lubricator, which was far from thin, contributed to his popularity. He could deepthroat better than any of his teammates as well.
"Unit 1-D, progress report."
Archie's expression went blank. His speedos swelled slightly as he spoke. "Body fat percentage at 5. Stamina levels exceeding predicted values. Flexibility above norm. Providing periodic maximum sexual gratification to all units."
"Report received. The Prime Unit will conduct inspection. Results will determine if maximum sexual gratification to Prime Unit will be provided. An assistant coach unit will provide additional data."
"This unit understands and will comply, as the Prime Unit dictates." Archie's face lit up. Finally, he would meet the Prime Unit. He adjusted himself, and then saw an assistant coach approaching. Archie hoped his progress would be enough to allow him to service the Prime Unit.
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It was getting worse; Mark was starting to enjoy the nightmares.
They had started after the memorial service. Justin had been his best friend since grade school. Mark could not believe he was gone, and that so many of Justin's teammates were gone as well. That night he dreamt of them, saw them screaming for help while they drowned.
The nightmare recurred on and off for a couple of weeks. Days after his training started on the water polo team, however, there was a change. Now he dreamt of his new teammates. A voice told them to do things to each other. Things he could barely remembered later. Things with fingers, tracing the apollos belt down and down. Things with tongues, tongues and mouths Things he did not want to remember.
Then he began dreaming of Justin. He was doing those things with him. Doing them and getting excited doing them. In the dream, they were more than friends. When he woke up after those dreams, he had more serious morning wood then he had ever had since puberty.
What was happening to him? Mark wondered. He did not know what to do, so he decided to confide his fears to the head coach of the water polo team. It seemed like the right thing to do, for some reason.
"It's ok, Mark. Everybody deals with trauma differently. You need to relax. Put on these headphones and listen to the soothing music. It will help."
Of course it would help, Mark thought. He knew the coach would know what to do. As the music played, Mark relaxed and became oblivious to his surroundings.
Once he saw Mark was out of it, he made a phone call. "Unit 20-D's programming has reached stage 3. Introduction of Unit 1-B into dream cycle altering emotional balance as predicted. Administering preliminary stage 4 conditioning. Estimate total conversion in five days."
"Report received. Continue monitoring and advise of any change in status. When conversion is complete, commence sexual gratification training regimen. Advise when completed so arrangements can be made for inspection."
"This unit understands instructions and will comply, as the Prime Unit dictates. "
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Wes had the tiniest speedo on the team.
It was the highest honor. It meant the Prime Unit approved of his body and wanted as much of it on display as possible. It also meant that he was the easiest to have sex with, since he only had to pull down his speedo a little to make his lubricator or rear port available.
He was looking for someone to service his cock, as he was extremely horny. All the team was that way now, but Wes was even more so than the others. What he wanted right now was to find at least three other guys. One to suck, one to suck him and one to fuck him. He wanted, no, needed, to be totally used. Next to satisfying the Prime Unit, it was the most gratifying sex he could have.
Wes saw two of his teammates on the other side of the pool. He hoped they knew of an available third. As he trotted over, the other two watched his bouncing bulge and smiled. They knew what he wanted. They wanted it too.
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It was time for Unit 3-D to recharge.
In this mode, he did not think of himself as Jason. The 6' 7" athlete was merely a unit in service to the Prime Unit. That was his purpose; that was what he and his fellow units had been programmed to do.
He closed his eyes, feeling the sun beating down on his naked chest. As the warmth filled him, the front of his spandex bike shorts expanded. He moaned as he touched one nipple, and then the other.
"Can this unit provide internal lubrication and obtain sexual gratification?" It was Unit 8-D. Unit 3-D smiled, reaching behind and opened the flap on the back of the shorts. "Yes. Allowing rear port access."
As Unit 8-D's lubricator was inserted, Unit 3-D sighed. Receiving internal lubrication during a recharge cycle was extremely pleasurable.
"Uhhhhh," both units said when lubricant emission occurred. "Appreciation expressed," Unit 8-D stated. "Appreciation received," Unit 3-D replied.
Unit 3-D's rear port had barely been vacated when another voice asked, "Can this unit provide internal lubrication and obtain sexual gratification?"
"Are there other units that will be requesting as well, Unit 4-D?"
"Affirmative. Four additional units."
Unit 3-D's smile widened. This would be an exceptionally productive recharge cycle."
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Dominic had joined the water polo team to find out why his brother Tom had become so distant. However, lately he had been thinking about his brother in ways that disturbed him.
The two had always been close, and they talked several times a week. When that changed to once a week or less, Dominic asked what was going on. Tom said he had to devote all his spare time to the water polo team. Training had to take precedence.
There was something about Tom's voice when he talked about the team, though. Something almost mechanical.
So he tried out for the water polo team. He was almost surprised that he was accepted, since he had no experience in the sport. However, since the team had lost so many members only a few months ago, the coach told him they needed all the people they could get.
He noticed that the team members were devoted to training to the exclusion of nearly anything else. Sometimes two or three would disappear for a while and return disheveled. He followed one time and saw they were having sex, but doing it oddly, robotically. What was going on, he wondered? He could not believe the whole team was gay. There was something else going on.
Tom still did not talk to him much. However, when he did he looked at Dominic the way he used to look at girls. He knew Tom was not gay, or even bi. Stranger and stranger.
Then Dominic began to feel aroused by his teammates. He would get hard when he showered with them. Even his brother. Especially his brother.
He had to tell someone what was happening, even though he was not sure what that was. He had to save his brother. He had to save himself.
He was getting dressed in the locker room after practice when the room went silent. He looked up and saw everyone looking behind him. The expressions on their faces were beatific, like they were seeing something holy.
Dominic turned around and saw the coach and a man standing next to him. Despite himself, he was aroused more than he had been for a while.
"So you're Tom's brother. Almost as cute."
"Who the hell are you? What have you done to my brother and everyone else?"
"Not only them, dear boy. For you as for them, I am the Prime Unit."
"Unit 11-D recognizes Prime Unit," Dominic said impassively, though his face mirrored the expression of the others.
"Status?"
"Verbal recognition of Prime Unit has completed conversion. Unit planned to relay suspicions to others, including official authorities. Such plans will now be terminated. Awaiting instructions."
"So you were going to tell people that something was up with the team. You didn't even consider that what was happening to them could happen to you. Now you are mine. What will you do now?"
"Anything the Prime Unit dictates."
"Will you provide sexual gratification to anyone on the team?"
"If the Prime Unit dictates."
"Even Unit 15-D, your brother?"
A pause, and then Dominic said with a hint of lust, "If the Prime Unit dictates."
"Good. Very good. Your new training will commence. Provide sexual gratification to the entire team now. After completion, provide sexual gratification via internal lubrication for your brother, then have him provide the same for you. Tomorrow begin arrangements to cohabitate with your brother and provide each other sexual gratification. When he deems your training complete, I will conduct detailed inspection. Are these instructions understood?"
"Instructions understood and will comply, as the Prime Unit dictates."
The team members disrobed, and Dominic (or as he thought of himself now, Unit 11-D) got on all fours. He was prepared to receive internal lubrication in both front and rear ports. But it was Unit 15-D that was most anticipated. "Appreciation for conversion expressed."
"Appreciation for conversion received." He laughed. It was good to be the Prime Unit.
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Joe was the homeliest member of the team, and had the smallest dick. However, he had earned the privilege recently to wear the tiniest speedo.
His undersized endowment meant he was regularly used to initiate new converts to gay sex. Unit 13-D, as he mostly thought of himself now, used a Rectal Expander And Stimulator so frequently that even the largest lubricator could enter him with ease.
Like Wes, the prior wearer of the tiniest speedo. They often provided each other sexual gratification. Joe lived to have his big meaty ass filled as much as possible. The more experience he had, the better he could please the Prime Unit.
That was his purpose, after all. The purpose of the team. To please the Prime Unit and do as the Prime Unit dictated.
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"Unit 14-D, status report."
Francisco's identity vanished when he heard the voice of the Prime Unit. "Exercise regimen completed. Preparing to recharge and then obtain sexual gratification. Awaiting alternate instructions."
"Continue with current strategy. Engage Unit 17-D for sexual gratification. That is all."
"This unit understands and will comply, as the Prime Unit dictates."
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When people outside the team asked Ed what the SC on his cap stood for, he gave different answers. That was because the true meaning was only to be known to the team.
Sucks Cock.
It was the function for which the Prime Unit had designated Unit 17-D. For the team, he never fucked or was fucked, and never was sucked. The only sexual gratification he received was when he masturbated while sucking. Therefore, he did as much sucking as he could.
There was one exception. The Prime Unit. Unit 17-D could be fucked by him. It was always the best sexual gratification he could experience, and he hungered for it.
However, the Prime Unit had so many other units from which to choose. He was lucky if he got to be with the Prime Unit more than once a month.
So between those rare occasions, he would suck cock. It was as the Prime Unit dictated.
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"Xavier, you're putting on weight, and not in a good way."
He hung his head in shame. Any deviation from perfection was unacceptable.
"You will update your exercise regimen and dietary protocols. Focus on redefinition of abdominal region."
"Unit 18-D understands and will comply, as the Prime Unit dictates."
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Ryan was worn out.
For weeks he had been training every spare moment. He had could not remember the last time he had been with a woman.
Yet every time he started to worry or question his actions, the apprehension would slip away. Training was all that mattered.
Even though he had not had sex since training started, he did not feel horny. The half-recalled dreams seemed to somehow satisfy him. He thought he was doing it with guys in the dreams, but that could not be right. He was not gay.
Still, he found his teammates more and more attractive. Sometimes they would all get hardons in the shower, and they would just smile at each other.
His anxiety, though, kept recurring. Finally, he went to the head coach with his misgivings.
"There's someone you need to talk to," he told Ryan, handing him a cellphone after he had dialed a number and talked to someone.
"Status report."
Ryan's mind cleared. "Unit 21-D experiencing emotional conflict and reprogramming resistance. Conversion progress stalled at approximately 82 percent, sexual reorientation at 63 percent."
"Understood. Programming alterations will be made to allow completion of conversion. Reduce frequency of sexual gratification to increase pleasure level intensity. Greater association of satiation will reduce resistance to reorientation. Continue reporting concerns to coach during interim period."
"This unit understands and will comply, as the Prime Unit dictates."
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He was here. The Prime Unit was here.
Jordan had just finished swimming laps and was going to change when he happened to look up at the observation tower. There was someone in it. At first Jordan was not sure whom.
And then he realized. It was the Prime Unit. With that realization, he was no longer Jordan. He was Unit 17-C, subject of the Prime Unit�s will.
�Identify,� said a voice in his earphones. The voice of the Prime Unit.
�Unit 17-C�
�When did you last obtain sexual gratification?�
�Two days ago.�
�You see where I am?�
�Affirmative.�
�Proceed to my location. Notify no one else of my presence. Further instructions upon arrival.�
"This unit understands and will comply, as the Prime Unit dictates."
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Adrian�s lean body cut through the water like a knife. Back and forth, it seemed like he was made to swim. This was in part why he was the team captain.
At poolside, he pushed himself out and stood. Rivulets coursed down his body. His speedo, larger than anyone else on the team, was smooth and flat.
"Unit 1-C, progress report."
Adrian�s face went slack and his speedos bulged. "Body fat percentage at 7. Physical performance levels optimal. Sexual gratification provided to team at above norm.�
"Report received. Maximum sexual gratification to the Prime Unit by this unit approved. An assistant coach unit will provide additional data."
"This unit understands and will comply, as the Prime Unit dictates."
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Gabriel felt like he had been waiting in the dark room forever.
He only wore a small blue speedo and had no watch on. He could see no clock. Perhaps he had not been here long, but there was no way to tell.
Finally, a door opened. As his eyes adjusted to the light, he saw a figure gesturing him forward.
He left the room. He now saw that the gesturer was Adrian, the team captain.
�I�m glad you�re here,� said Adrian. �I�ve wanted to get with you for ages. Hopefully that will be allowed.�
�I hope so too.�
A voice from an overhead speaker said, �Proceed to the end of the hall and enter the room at the end.�
The two water polo players walked as instructed. They entered a large room with a bed that was at least ten feet by ten feet. In the middle was a man, naked.
�You have arrived.�
The two recognized the voice. It was the Prime Unit. They knew the voice, having heard it in the earphones they wore since they joined the team. However, this was their first time meeting him.
Their identities vanished as soon as they heard him.
Adrian said, �Unit 1-C present and ready to provide sexual gratification.�
�Unit 22-C present and ready to provide sexual gratification,� added Gabriel.
�Join me.� The two young men crawled on the bed toward him, their speedos bulging with excitement.
Adrian was lean and lovely. Gabriel, like his holy namesake, looked like an angel. The Prime Unit had been looking forward to using both of them.
�Awaiting instructions,� the two said.
Indeed. What instructions will I give them to start? And what after, and after? But there was no hurry. He was the Prime Unit, and they would wait as long as he wanted.
But he really did not want to wait. He smiled. He knew what his first instruction would be. The ones after that, he would figure out.
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Unit 15-C required sexual gratification as soon as possible.
Caleb had always been extraordinarily horny. Sometimes he used to masturbate two to three times a day if he could not get a girl to have sex with him.
Then came his conversion to the service of the Prime Unit. Afterward, he was usually able to satisfy his sexual needs easily.
But lately, it seemed like all the team members were busy or gratifying someone else already. Masturbation was no longer sufficient. His speedo bulged more and more obscenely.
This led to him being less horny Caleb and more Unit 15-C seeking sexual gratification. He was not sure how long it would be before he completely lost the Caleb part of himself.
�Unit 15-C, report.�
The Prime Unit. The voice he had been longing to hear.
�Unit 15-C in extreme need of sexual gratification. Unit has not had release in three days.�
�Proceed to locker room. Three units will be present to provide total systemic sexual gratification. Instructions understood?�
�Understood and will comply immediately, as the Prime Unit dictates.� Finally. Caleb resurfaced and walked quickly to the locker room. Total systemic gratification. That meant he would be fucking one teammate, sucking another�s cock while being fucked by a third. He had not had this level of gratification in a very long time.
The Prime Unit sat back after issuing his commands. His experiment had proved interesting. He had new data to consider about how sexual chemistry interacted with his programming. There would be more experiments, but with other units. He had learned all he wanted from Unit 15-C. Now he would receive his well-earned reward.
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Craig was the newest recipient of the tiniest speedo.
His long lanky frame made the speedo look even tinier. The narrowness of his waist compared to the wideness of his shoulders made him look almost cartoonish, like his body had been created by some computer morphing program.
As Unit 19-C, he had been popular since he was always happy to provide almost any kind of sexual gratification. He had just finished practice and was going to meet two other units. One would be providing him internal lubrication of his rear port while he would be the provider for the other.
If he was truly fortunate, the Prime Unit would request a personal maintenance session. This usually happened soon after the wearing of the tiniest speedo had commenced.
�Unit 19-C, the Prime Unit has instructions for you.�
Could it be? Was his hope coming true?
�Unit 19-C prepared for instructions.�
�The Prime Unit will conduct an inspection of this unit. Personal maintenance session will follow if unit meets or exceeds operational parameters. Sexual gratification of the Prime Unit may be allocated as well. Time frame will be provided by assistant coach unit tomorrow. Are the instructions understood?�
�Understood and will comply, as the Prime Unit dictates.�
It was true! He would be with the Prime Unit. He was sure he would surpass any inspection parameters. He jogged to the locker room to change and meet the other units. Sharing the news with them while providing gratification for each other, it was a good day. It was a very good day.
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"What is the purpose of these units?"
"To serve the Prime Unit?"
"How do these units serve?"
"By carrying out the instructions of the Prime Unit."
"What are instructions for these units?"
"To maintain optimal physical condition, provide sexual gratification to other units, and whatever else the Prime Unit dictates."
"What is the highest function of a unit?"
"To provide maximum sexual gratification for the Prime Unit."
"How long shall these units serve the Prime Unit?"
"Invalid question. These units will always serve the Prime Unit. To serve is the purpose. Without serving the Prime Unit, these units have no function."
"Daily reaffirmation completed. Units may resume normal activities or sexual gratification, as the Prime Unit dictates."