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 The following story is a work of fiction.  Its contents are of a
graphically sexual nature and may involve non-consensual sexual acts
between underage partners.  Any resemblance to persons either alive or dead
is purely coincidental.  This story is intended for ADULTS only.  If you
are under the legal age of consent in your local jurisdiction, or if you
are easily offended, kindly STOP READING NOW.

   Insider Information - Sequel to "Implant" - Chapter 2

   By - The StoryMaster

   It was almost midnight, and Danny hoped that Stuart had left his cell
phone on.  His friend was probably already in bed and asleep, but this news
simply couldn't wait.

   "H....  hello," the groggy voice answered in the earpiece.

   "Stu, it's me, Danny.  Listen, man.  You're not gonna believe what I
found."

   "Huh?  Whaaa?  Man it's late, and I'm trying to sleep," his friend
complained.

   "I know it's late, Stuart," Danny said, suddenly impatient.  "But I
wouldn't have called if it wasn't real important." He paused for effect. 
"Listen man, this equipment of my brother's that we found.  It's way more
than just an ordinary computer."

   "Yeah, yeah, I know, Danny.  That's what I told you.  It's got some
radio components too.  I knew that, man." Stuart was clearly irritated at
being awakened.

   "Yeah, but Stu, it's more than that, man.  It looks like it was designed
to do some pretty weird stuff..." Danny became silent, unsure of how to
proceed.

   On the other end of the line, Stuart waited for a minute to pass before
he became impatient.  "OK, Danny," he said in exasperation.  "What kinda
stuff?"

   "I dunno for sure, but...." Danny took a deep breath.  "I mean I only
read a couple of .doc files, but...."

   "But what, for Christ's sake!" Stuart blurted out from his bed across
town.

   Danny remained silent.

   "Well.  Are you going to tell me, Dan, or are you going to just keep me
awake all night in suspense?" Stuart's voice was heavily laced with
sarcasm.

   Almost inaudibly, Danny replied, "It....it looks like it....  It does
stuff to...  to girls."

   "What?" Stuart said, not believing what he thought he'd heard.

   "I said," his friend came back.  "It does stuff to girls.  It uses cell
phones and these...  these things that go inside."

   "Inside what?" Stuart asked, becoming curious at last.  "Inside the
phone?"

   "No, dummy!" Danny countered.  "Inside the girls."

   "What are you talkin' about, man?  That's crazy!  You must have been
dreaming or something."

   "No, listen to me Stu.  I'm dead serious." Danny went on to explain to
his friend.  "After you left, I got the computer part of the system booted
up at last.  It took awhile, though.  It's got an operating system that
looks like Windows, only different.  Then I started reading some files I
found in a help folder.  The more I read, the weirder it got.  It talked
about control frequencies, and resonance values and all kinds of strange
stuff, but then came the really extraordinary part."

   Stuart Worthington listened in stunned silence while his friend went on.

   "There was this file called Implants.doc ," Danny said in a mysterious
voice.  "It described these little things, like capsules.  It went on to
say that these capsules or implants were supposed to be put inside of a
girl's...  You know," Danny said bashfully.

   "In her what?" Stuart asked dumbly, but before Danny could respond, he
exclaimed breathlessly, "you don't mean in her...  in her...  in her... 
You know?"

   "That's right, man," Danny said.  "And once you do, these things sprout
'legs' and paddle their way in even deeper."

   Stuart was speechless.

   "The file says that all you gotta do is to put one of these implant
things into a girl's underpants, and it'll automatically find its way in,
all on its own.  And then it looks like the things go in so far that the
girls can't get 'em out, and...."

   "Does it hurt?" Stuart asked, unable to contain himself.

   "I don't think so, man.  According to the docs, it just tickles a little
right at first and then the girl doesn't even know it's in there, until you
tell it to 'wake up'."

   "Huh?" said Stuart Worthington.  "Until who tells it to...  what?"

   "You use the computer, Stu.  You use the computer to tell the implant
thing to wake up and do things."

   "What kinda things, Danny?" Stuart was clearly interested now.

   "All kinds of stuff," Dan explained.  "You can tell it to make her real
horny, or it can make her itch like crazy.  It can even make her pee, I
think."

   "You're kidding," Stuart said in mild disbelief.

   "No, I'm not kidding, Stu.  Anyway listen to this.  When I dug down to
the bottom of that crate in the attic, I found a container.  It's made of
clear glass, and inside it are a bunch of those things.  I don't know if
they're still any good or not, but you gotta come over first thing after
school tomorrow, OK?"

   "You bet," Stuart said enthusiastically.  "Listen man, don't tell anyone
about this, OK."

   "Not me, man.  My lips are sealed."

   The bedroom door was locked, and even though the house was empty -
Danny's mother was not home yet from work - the two boys whispered between
themselves.

   "Check this out, man!" Danny Morris said excitedly.

   The two friends sat side by side at Danny's desk upon which sat an
impressive array of cables and boxes with many flashing LED's.  The boys
gazed into the big color monitor as Danny typed out a couple of commands
then clicked the 'Start Button' with his mouse.

   Stuart Worthington's mouth dropped open.  Danny struggled to contain a
loud guffaw at the expression on his friend's face.

   "Holy shit!" was the only comment Stuart could make as his eyes bugged
out in amazement.  "It's...it's..."

   "That's right, Stu, my man.  It's Kimberly Johnson."

   The two boys sat in momentary silence as they stared at the monitor.  On
it was a typical "Windows" screen, but what was displayed on that screen
was pure excitement.  The stuff from which the dreams of all thirteen year
old boys are made.

   "Wow!" Stuart exclaimed dumbly.  His eyes were riveted to the screen. 
"What is all this stuff?  Is that really Kimberly, do you think, and is
that really a picture of her...  her..." He looked at his young friend in
wonder.

   "I...  I think so, man.  Course this was almost five years ago," Danny
Morris said in a near whisper.  He too was totally enamored with the image
on the screen.  "Kimberly Johnson dropped out of school, I think, and then
she just disappeared.  Right after my brother got accepted to MIT, if I
remember correctly."

   Neither boy said anything for several moments, each lost in his own
private musings.

   "And that's not all," Danny Morris said.  His mouse hand moved so fast
that Stuart wasn't able to follow.  A drop down menu appeared over a part
of the image of Kimberly Johnson, then with a click of the left button, her
image was replaced by...

   "Jesus, man!" Stuart Wortington gasped.  "I don't believe it!" The image
of the lovely Kimberly Johnson was instantly replaced by that of another
equally comely young lady.

   "Believe it, man!" Danny said.  "It's Danielle Adams.  And check it
out," Danny continued as he dragged another menu down with his mouse.

   Stuart couldn't believe his eyes.  The menu listed more than thirty
names.  All of them female, and most of them recognizable.  "This is
incredible!" the boy said, scanning the list quickly.  Then he turned to
Dan and asked, "Do you think that your brother put those...  those implant
things into all of them?" Stuart motioned with a hand at the menu list.

   "It looks like it," Danny Morris said as he brought up window after
window, each one bearing the image of yet another pretty young lady.  "But
there's a lot of information here.  Each of these graphics has an attached
data file.  We could spend weeks trying to muddle through all of this
stuff."

   Stuart got up from his seat and started pacing in front of Danny's bunk
bed.  "So what are we gonna do?" he spoke out loud to no one in particular.
"We could get into really big trouble if anyone finds out about this.  I
mean...  this has to be illegal.  Don't you think?"

   Danny wasn't really listening to his friend.  He was far too wrapped up
in the information that flashed before his eyes on the computer monitor. 
"It looks like every one of these girls has one of those implants inside of
her.  I think that's what the red dot is on their stomachs," Danny
muttered.

   Suddenly Danny fell silent.  After several minutes passed without a word
from his friend, Stuart stepped up beside him at the desk.  Danny was
staring wide eyed at the screen.  On his face a medley of expressions
played like a movie clip.  Stuart looked at the monitor.  The image
portrayed there took his breath away.

   "Oh, man!" he breathed.  "Isn't that...  isn't that your.  I mean, isn't
that..." Stuart couldn't finish the sentence.

   Danny Morris did it for him.  "It's my Mom," he said flatly.

   Danny sat in silence for a long time, staring blankly at the computer
screen.  At last he said in a more contemplative tone of voice, "I can't
believe Raymond put one of those things into Mom." He shook his head.

   "Weird, man," Stuart said, unable to think of anything better to say.

   "I guess that's how he got her to let him do whatever he wanted to,"
Danny murmured thoughtfully.

   It didn't occur to him that he and his young friend were gazing at a
rather revealing image of his mother's genital area.  Danny had never even
seen his Mom naked, let alone what he now saw on the computer display.

   His mother's screen, like those of all of the young ladies Danny'd seen
thus far displayed an array of information.  In the lower right corner of
the main window was a picture of the subject's face.  To the left was a
three dimensional graphic of the female lower abdomen.  Danny had to assume
that the images were accurate portrayals of the subject's true anatomy.  In
the very center of each young woman's belly just above her pubic arch
blinked a bright red dot.  Danny made the correct assumption that this
flashing point of light indicated the relative position of the implant
device.

   In addition to the anatomical images, each subject's screen displayed
pertinent physiological data which was updated every three seconds.  (More
on the device's operating systems later.) What Danny and his best friend
were now looking at was realtime information gathered by the device which
resided inside of Danny's mother, Gwen Morris.  This data is transmitted by
the implant then relayed via any one of a number of the digital cellular
telephone services in the area back to the master transceiver which
currently sat next to the system CPU on Danny Morris' desk.  The equipment
indicated a "READY" status, but ready for what?

   Here is what the two boys saw:

   Gwen Morris - Harmonic Resonance Value 77 Hz

   Age - 37 Hair - Blond Eyes - Hazel Weight - 130 lbs.  Height - 5'-7"
Pulse - 68 Resp.  - 16 Bp - 110/72 Temp.  - 98F Vag.  Temp.  - 98.6F Vag.
Muscle Act.  - 1 Vag.  Moisture - 0 Cervical Dilat.  - 0 Implant Status -
Monitor

   What neither boy fully understood at that time was the fact that the
data they read on the monitor represented actual data depicting the
internal functions of the reproductive system of Mrs.  Gwendolyn Morris.
   Continued...