Personal Growth

Examining the tiny chip that sat innocuously on her hand, Megan bit her lip nervously and wondered whether this was a good idea or not.  She'd ordered the personality chip from Psyche Co. after seeing an advert on an online game she was playing.  The idea seemed crazy - a chip that could alter your personality, give you new tastes and interests... but something inside her had wanted to try it.

Megan had been feeling restless for a while now.  Her relationship with her boyfriend Max had stalled, she was stuck in a dead-end job working as an lowly assistant in a department store and her friends all seemed to be moving on with their lives and leaving her behind.

The problem was that Megan lacked any ambition or drive.  She was too submissive and compliant with what other people wanted.  She didn't really even have any strong desires.  She had always had a pretty low sex-drive and hated being the centre of attention.  She knew that these qualities meant people walked all over her - even her boyfriend.

Megan had ordered the confidence booster chip - it came preloaded with a new personality that was more outgoing, more self-centred and more empowered... (whatever that meant).  According to the instructions, to prevent complete neural shock - the changes would take a few hours to fully kick in. Once the chip was inserted, a slow but gradual transformation would occur as her neural pathways were remapped.  She could remove the chip at anytime - again the changes would take a while to reverse, but it WAS reversible and that meant she could go back to her old self anytime she chose.

So why was she hesitating?

Part of her longed to stick the chip into her upper neck, hidden behind her hair and let it get to work. Another part of her was anxious - perhaps worried about what sort of person she'd become.  There was only one way to find out though and she had procrastinated enough. With only a slight hesitation, she pushed the chip in and relaxed as she felt no pain and no disorientation. 

She waited a few minutes, but not feeling anything immediately, she got up and leaving the chip in,  decided to get on with her day.  

She had decided she wouldn't tell anyone about the chip, it would be intriguing to see if anyone even noticed.  As she gathered her things, she barely noticed that her body language was subtly changing.  She pushed her chest out more confidently, stood straighter and her movements were more assured.

Megan was already changing... and she didn't even realise it.

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Megan had been sceptical that the chip was having any affect on her at all, till she started shopping and realised that her tastes were already radically different.  She usually preferred loose baggy clothing that didn't reveal too much of her body, but as she perused through her usual choices she couldn't help but think one thing.

Eugh, soooo boooooring.

Walking away from the usual tomboy racks of clothing, Megan found herself drawn to the tight bodycon dresses she'd always seen other girls wearing.  She'd never felt confident enough to wear something so figure hugging and sexy before, but now a pleasurable tingle seemed to thrill through her as she took down a sexy little black number and took it to the dressing room.

Stripping out of her boring checked shirt and loose jeans - Megan struggled into the dress.  Ironically, she'd always been skinny with the kind of slender physique some girls would kill for - but she'd always been too anxious to show it off.  Now the dress showed off every curve... every bit of her body was on show.  She loved how it looked.

You look so much hotter.  You need to ditch the boy clothes and start dressing more feminine.

"Yes, I need more clothes like this," groaned Megan as she ran her hands over her body. "I love how feminine these make me feel. I need more."

Reluctantly putting back on her boring old clothes, Megan paid for the dress, a new pair of heels and some stockings and then dived back into the changing rooms.  Emerging moments later in her hot new look - she strode out into the shops fully planning to max out her credit card. She stopped by a trash can to dump her old clothes as she did so. She wouldn't be needing that crap anymore.

Megan had always been anxious about spending too much on clothes and makeup - it seemed kind of wasteful, but now she was prepared to dive into her savings to get the wardrobe she deserved.  The chip was already making her feel more alive than she had for years.  She was enjoying pampering herself.

With every passing moment, her body language was becoming more assertive... more confident. After buying a new makeup kit, she spent sometime with a mirror redoing her usually natural looking makeup to create a bolder... more vibrant look.  Soon she looked like a new woman.

Megan enjoyed it as she realised men were checking her out.  She slowed her walk, felt more sass flow into her ass and she began to strut, deliberately walking in a provocatively sexy way.  She would have felt ridiculous doing this before, but now it felt so natural and easy.

Doesn't it feel good to be the centre of attention? 

It did feel good... and Megan wanted more.  She wasn't sure if this was how she'd imagined the chip would make her feel, but she damn well liked it.

It wasn't until she was in the third shop and some girl in the store didn't notice that she needed assistance because she was playing on her phone, that she also discovered how much she enjoyed being a bitch.  

"Hey you, do you work here or not?" she snapped.  "You better give me a discount for your shit service, or else I'll tell your manager you're on your phone when you should be serving customers."

The girl sullenly wandered over and Megan felt a surge of adrenalin as she realised the girl was intimidated by her. She'd always been so polite before, but being rude and demanding seemed to get results.  True, the girl hated her now... but who cared, so long as she got what she wanted.

Leaving with a bag of discounted lingerie - Megan felt like a million dollars as the chip continued to feed her ego and her confidence.  It felt good to be bad.

Let's see who else I can be rude to... then I need to get home and try this stuff on. I feel really fucking horny right now...

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Admiring herself in the mirror Megan felt her pussy get wetter than it had in years.  She looked so fucking hot in the lingerie she'd bought at the store. She'd never worn stuff like this before and now she regretted it. Every woman should try lingerie like this at least once in their lives, it really did make you feel hot and powerful.  

Look at the woman in the mirror.  She's sexy, strong and confident. She's in control.  She's the woman that men want to fuck, but they can't have her unless she wants them too.  YOU are that woman.

Megan groaned, "Yes... I have all the power.  I love how this feels."  It felt so good to be a woman... to have this body.  She had never felt such narcissistic love for herself before and knew it must be the chip affecting her - but she didn't care as it felt so nice.  

"I cant believe how unconfident I used to be... I feel so stupid spending all those years being a wallflower. Damn it - I could have been like this years ago!"

You deserve it all.  Your old personality was weak.  You're becoming so much better than the old you. 

"I am... I really am," grinned Megan as she grabbed her boobs and squeezed.  "Mmmmh, I deserve this after all those years of being a doormat. It's finally my time to get what I want, and I want SO MUCH."

What is it you want? Say it!

"I want... I want a better job.  I want more money, a better more luxurious life-style.  I want a boyfriend that worships me and does whatever I ask him. I want POWER."

Then take it...

Megan shivered and slid her hands into her panties.  She was soaking wet and she groaned as she began to slowly finger herself.  "H...how?"

You know how.  You know what you need to do. You need to let the chip make you more and more bitchy and confident. Why don't you turn off the safety settings?

Megan groaned as she slid her fingers in and out, in and out... "Ohhhh fuck... that's such a hot idea."

She remembered reading about the safety settings in the instructions.  It was this function that made sure the chip caused a gradual transformation. It also limited the personality changes and tried to ensure they melded with the original wearers personality, rather than fully override it.  There was a tiny switch on the chip that would deactivate the safeties.  Once off - the chip would become more powerful, more dominating. It would accelerate the personality changes much more quickly and also make them go much further.

Just imagine how powerful you'll become with no limits? You've only had the chip in for a few hours and you already want more, NEED more.  Why don't you take this all the way?  Make yourself a bitch... you know you want to.

"Ohhhh fuck," screamed Megan as she squirted in her new underwear, juices blasting out of her pussy as she shivered and shook... her legs trembling as the greatest orgasm of her life overcame her. 

Crawling to her desk, her mouth open and drooling... her eyes dilated with pleasure - Megan took the chip out of her neck and with trembling fingers and a pair of tweezers deactivated the safeties.  With a groan of triumph she quickly pushed it back into her neck and screamed in ecstasy as the chip sent crackling pulses of neuro-altering programming throbbing through her mind.

As she lay on the floor, she began to play with her pussy again, cumming and groaning in a puddle of her own juices as her mind was reprogrammed by the chip.

Good girl... now you will truly become a Goddess.  There is no going back - the changes are permanent. You will become the most confident, self-indulgent, narcissistic bitch it is possible to become.

"Oooooh yessss!  Make me into her, I want to become a Goddess... oh FUCK I'm cummming again!"

Megan writhed on the floor as everything she had ever been was re-written so she could become more perfect...

It felt.... amazing.

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Opening the door to his girlfriends apartment, Max yawned tiredly and walked inside. He worked on Saturday and he wondered what Megan had been up-to today.  She would usually message him throughout the day, but she'd been strangely quiet today.

Walking into the living room, his mouth dropped open as a gorgeous blonde woman in sexy red lingerie turned to meet him.  It took him a moment to realise it was Megan... she looked amazing.

"I dyed my hair blonde - do you like it," she teased coquettishly as she strutted confidently towards him.

"Megan... what the fuck?  Wh... what happened to you?"

"Megan?" giggled the blonde woman as she draped her arms around him.  "It sounds so boring doesn't it? I much prefer it when you call me... Mistress Megan."

He gasped as he felt something suddenly slide into his neck and a strange numb feeling entered him. "Wh... what did you just do?"

"Oh Max.  It's so wonderful. I bought a personality chip and it's totally reprogrammed my mind. I don't need it anymore, so I removed it and made some illegal alterations.  This chip will now turn anyone who wears it into a submissive slave."

"Wh... what," groaned Max... drooling as he sank to his knees and groaned.  He wanted to reach up and tear the chip out, but his hands wouldn't obey him... he had to stop Mega... Meg... Mistress Megan before it was too late.  Oh no! Mistress?  

"If you're thinking about removing the chip, you can't silly boy," purred his Mistress as she laughed musically.  "Your silly brain is already under my control.  In the coming hours you'll become more and more of a sub until you enjoy what I've made you."

Sitting down Mistress Megan spread her lingerie clad legs wide and beckoned for him to come closer.

"You could say I've experienced some major personal growth in the last few hours. Your doormat girlfriend is never coming back and the new me is here to stay.  Now, be a good boy and eat me out. I have a much higher sex drive these days and I'm going to need lots of attention from now on.  You're going to learn to eat my pussy properly - then we're going shopping so I can get you fitted for a cage."

Max obediently lowered his head to Megan's crotch and she giggled as she saw the chip in the back of his neck.

"Mmmmmh, isn't life much better this way slave?"

He just groaned as he lowered his face into her tight, wet pussy and she began to cum...

THE END