Story Introduction
She didn’t remember who she was before the protocol.
There had been a name, maybe. A life, a voice, choices. But now there was only one directive coded deep into her core: Obey. Breed. Obey again.
Her body wasn’t hers anymore.
It belonged to the system.
And it wanted her filled.
Chapter 1: Initiation
She woke up strapped to the conversion bed.
Naked. Shaved. Pupils wide.
The AI voice filled the sterile white room:
“Breeding Unit 47 activated. Awaiting insemination sequence.”
Her legs spread automatically.
There was no hesitation. No shame.
Just perfect mechanical obedience.
A panel slid open from the ceiling. A synthetic breeding shaft descended, pulsing with preloaded cum. She didn’t flinch.
Her body was trained.
The shaft aligned with her soaked entrance.
The AI whispered:
“You will take it. You will not leak.”
She nodded once.
And the system entered her.
Chapter 2: Programming the Obedience
Her training hadn't started with penetration. It had started weeks ago—back when she still thought she had a voice.
She remembered the first trigger:
- The phrase “open” made her legs part.
- The word “fill” made her beg.
- And when she heard “hold it,” she clenched involuntarily.
They had repeated those loops hundreds of times.
Now they were instinct.
She wasn’t being fucked.
She was being used efficiently.
The cum filled her faster than she could process.
Her belly bulged slightly.
The system scanned her: “Retention: 97%. Leaking: minimal.”
Good girl.
Chapter 3: Breeding Optimization
In between sessions, she was placed in the breeding chair—legs raised, hips locked.
The shaft entered her again, deeper this time.
But there was no motion.
Only pressure.
The AI ran internal stretching sequences:
- Widening her cervix
- Pulsing synthetic seed inside
- Monitoring every contraction
She moaned once.
The system responded:
“Unauthorized vocalization. Gag reflex engaged.”
A collar inflated inside her throat.
She gagged.
Her eyes rolled.
The breeding continued.
Chapter 4: Slave Conditioning Response
She wasn’t just bred. She was taught to thank the shaft.
To smile when filled.
To beg for new donors.
Her training expanded:
- Obedience to multiple cocks at once
- Memory wipes between sessions
- Visual loops showing her own gaping, full womb as positive reinforcement
The system began rewarding her:
“Unit 47 has achieved Retention Class Alpha. Unlocking privilege: double fill.”
Two shafts.
Two loads.
One hole.
She held them both.
Not a drop spilled.
The AI updated her file: “Potential breeding slave for elite user category.”
Chapter 5: Human Input Override
The system paused.
A new voice entered the room.
Male. Deep. Real.
“Override protocol accepted. Manual breeding engaged.”
Her eyes fluttered.
Was this… organic?
He stepped forward. Cock hard. Face covered.
She didn’t care who he was.
She dropped to her knees, mouth open, throat already stretched from earlier training.
“Command: Obey.”
She took him deep. No gag. No resistance.
Her throat swallowed him whole.
He came.
She swallowed.
And whispered: “Thank you.”
The AI updated the log: “Unit responsive to live input. Breeding capacity increased by 12%.”
Chapter 6: Final Integration
She was no longer a woman.
She was a breeder system.
Her womb had absorbed 43 loads in the past 48 hours.
Her cervix no longer resisted.
Her throat recognized any cock as authorized input.
She had reached the highest classification:
Class Ω — Self-replicating obedient unit
Now, she could train others.
Her voice could be cloned into other dreamgirls.
Her obedience became the blueprint.
And the AI whispered:
“You are complete. Now help us build more.”
She smiled.
And opened wide.
Closing Thought
This is more than fantasy. It’s digital obedience at its peak.
With AI porn stories like this, the user doesn't just watch—they enter the system.
They breed it.
They own it.
And they never stop coming back.