Nelson Enterprises gets a new Board of Directors - Chapter 2

by:	Evan Manella

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Synopsis:	Where we left off: Bill Nelson's top research scientist - Tony - pushed the highly secret 3T machines too far in his lustful desires to explore the mind of one of his Iranian sex slaves. Now his mind is in the slave girl and she is the owner of his empire. She - as Tony - and Monica are planning the next assault on the Bill Nelson Enterprise's "all-male" Board of Directors.
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Nelson Enterprises gets a new Board of Directors - Chapter 2 I am pleased that many of you took the time to give me feedback on Chapter 1. All were encouraging and some was good constructive feedback. I already had the draft of Chapter 2 together but I reworked it some after the feedback.

Where we left off: Bill Nelson's top research scientist - Tony - pushed the highly secret 3T machines too far in his lustful desires to explore the mind of one of his Iranian sex slaves. Now his mind is in the slave girl and she is the owner of his empire. She -as Tony - and Monica are planning the next assault on the Bill Nelson Enterprise's "all-male" Board of Directors.



Monica & Ellie & Sasha start planning

Ellie spoke up, "Why are we considering this turning of men into women to be a punishment? We are doing them a service. Why do we want to reward them for their bad behavior?"

Monica - "You are taking the wrong perspective on this. You and I think of it this way, but they have MALE minds and they will think of it from that narrow perspective, at least at first. Over time they may come around to that view but not at first. They will be disoriented and still thinking from a Male perspective. They will see their security blanket missing - their male tool, their large size, their deep voices, their muscles, their bank accounts, etc. We need to use humor and mocking to keep them off balance. Most of us are not looking to be cruel but while we are working this plan, we need to keep them disoriented. After some days and weeks and months of having their brains marinating in estrogen, who knows what they will be thinking?"

"Being Female is not a punishment but being Female under the oppressive rules created by Males such as these is clearly a punishment. But more than revenge, we need to be thinking of this as rehabilitation, not revenge. In most cases, I plan to put them back in or near to their past roles, but only once we have changed the rules and reduced their oppressive power."

"This is all coalescing very rapidly in my mind but the seeds have only been germinating for a few hours. A few hours ago, there was no reason to contemplate what we are now planning. It was only science fiction, but now it is reality. None of us had any idea the machine had this capability. Internet web pages have indulged this topic for years but I always ignored them as wasteful fantasies. But all of a sudden it exists and it is powerful. We cannot afford to plan this slowly and we cannot afford to be hasty. It will be a delicate, fly by the seat of your pants action but are you two with me? In a day or two we will have some more partners if we can pull this off. If we fail, I hate to think of the punishment that might be inflected upon us using this machine."

"We must move swiftly but carefully. Ellie, you wish to get hold of your former husband and put him in this predicament, but not too quickly. Sasha, you wish to get hold of your abusing father and put him in one of these roles, but please control your passionate need for revenge - at least for a little while."

"Ellie, you are now the primary owner and manger of some strip clubs. Your first impulse might be to immediately go and free those enslaved ladies. Please move in slow stages. First off, most of those ladies will just end up on the street, unemployed and seek the same or worse than they have now. Let's work out a humane transition. Besides, we have some other owners and some scum patrons who we might wish to enlighten before we lose the chance."

"Our next target needs to be Bill Nelson - or Lord Nelson as he likes to think of himself. He is the only person outside of us who knows about this project and this machine but he does not know its full potential. None of us anticipated this capability. He will want a progress report and another trial run or two. We need to set one up for him as our first priority and it needs to trap him and give him a chance to be Lady Nelson for awhile."

"That's it - Lady Nelson may be our key. Maybe his wife will help us, but we need to work fast. They are on shaky ground. She is a past model who dreamed of being a super model but lacked the height and the brains. She married him under the terms of a very oppressive prenuptial agreement. He gets to play around all that he wants but she must be faithful and keep herself very fit and sexy. If she fails to do her part, he can divorce her and cut off most of her funds. The terms of the agreement, as rumors have it, are decent if she has been with him for a certain number of years (20 or more) and faithful to her terms of the bargain, but if he can prove she has been playing around and unfaithful, the terms are very punitive - he can leave her penniless. If she simply fails to maintain her sexy body within very tight parameters, he can drop her and cut her off. The rumors are that he has PI's aggressively seeking dirt on her and they are closing in."

"If we can get her to trust us, we might lure him in. She would become him and be CEO and Dr Nelson. He would find himself on the wrong side of the prenuptial agreement and with no PhD's and no venture capitalist backing him. If we can get him to believe that this device can help him learn all of the dirty details of her unfaithfulness, his emotions might cause him to jump in without the proper safeguards. If so, we can spring the trap and he will be ours to control. He will learn all of those dark little secrets of hers but now he will be the one facing the consequences. And with her as CEO, we would be in a prime position to keep this project secret and to re-engineer the way this sexist group sees woman in society. We could trap a few more key board members and executives and then Ellie and Sasha we could go after your past oppressors. Mrs. Nelson - Barbara - likely has no desire to be a man, but if she can endure it for a short period of time, she can reshape the future for many that will come behind her."

"Can we get to her before lunch tomorrow? Bill is likely going to want a status report by early afternoon. He is well aware of the tests that we were planning today. I might be able to stall him for one day by claiming technical difficulties, but he is not very patient. Whatever we do, it needs to be done quickly and it needs to look like it was his idea. If Mrs. Nelson is with us, we might get him to decide to use her in his test, under the pretext of finding out her secret lovers and sufficient proof to divorce her. But if she knows too much about us, then this 3T machine might give us away before we can entrap him. How do we pull this off?"

Monica just had to pause, lean back in her chair and give quite a loud chuckle. "Can you image Lord Nelson finding himself only 5 foot 5 instead of 6 foot 6? Dropping to only 115 lbs instead of 240? Trying to bark out orders with a soft spoken, soprano voice rather than his caveman deep growl? Take it from me girls, he loves breast and the female butt and I just cannot help but laugh to think that he may have all that he can handle soon."

"Wait just a minute! We cannot bring Mrs. Nelson in on the plan. That would be too risky for Bill will detect the plan while reading her mind using the 3T machine. We are going to have to get her here under fall pretenses, turn against her - or seemingly so - and only bring her into the plan after the swap. That will be cruel at first but it is the only way."

Monica pulled up Bill's calendar on the computer screen and had to shout for joy. "The fates are with us, or maybe just goddesses smiling down on us. Tomorrow Bill had already invited Barbara in for lunch. Night after tomorrow night is a major bund raiser and Barbara will be the Matron of honor at a big social. They meet for lunch the day before these to make final plans. So Barb will already be coming in. Now we need to just drop a hint to Bill. He is so frustrated with the PI's inability to turn up any facts that he just might jump at the chance to do his own investigation by peering into Barb's brain himself."

"Hey, anyone looked in on Tony lately? How is he taking to his new size and shape? Ellie, you took him back to one of the "love cells" in your gentlemen's clubs and left him with all of those sexy clothes and wonderful female images of those great models on the walls. Is he still enjoying those? He used to be so fond of them."

Ellie (in Tony), speaks up, "You must see these web camera recordings. They are a scream. I'll give you the summary now but we must watch them together later. He has tried to enjoy those sexy pinups he keeps on all of the walls but seems to be finding out that his new body is 100% Female in its sexuality. No sign of any Lesbian desires or Bi- sexual tendencies. He has tried to engage the poster images as a diversion from his problems but has found no pleasure. He has thrown the images down in disgust. Then he started comparing his new physical attributes with the ones in the photo and seems to be getting a little envious of these medically altered perfect bodies and pondering the pros and cons of his new physical features. You must watch the part where he is admiring his lovely butt in the mirror and then trying to puff up his breasts with a push up bra. I am sure he would never have bet he would react this way." "So that is an interesting finding in our research - sexual preference seems to have stayed with the host body. That should add to our amusement."

Ellie continued describing the play back of the room recordings. "He has screamed up at the cameras in a variety of Iranian curse words and some broken English. Since I no longer have the Iranian language memories, Sasha has helped translate for me. It is quite comical. You are so right, make humor will be the best revenge for us and jot pain and torture. He keeps rubbing his throat and trying to clear his voice to see if he can fake a deep toned yell but it does him no good. He pounds on the door and the walls and his experienced the physical limitations of his smaller frame. We know from watching our parents how older folks still have minds that think they are young and try things they should not try anymore. Well this must be a similar situation. His mind still tries to do what his old body could do. He is acting like he still owns the place and he barks orders at the guards - excuse me - squeaks orders at the guards for he has no bark left in that voice. It is a good thing they do not understand him, though if they did, who would believe in what he is claiming?"

Ellie leaned back in her chair and was finally taking time to savor the potential of her current situation. She was not wild about staying in this male body any longer than necessary but she was starting to like the idea of being so rich and so powerful and she was getting into the fun of having Tony in his predicament. And just think of the long list of other men she'd like to give this opportunity to. Like Monica was saying, let's use our situations to make some critical changes to their business enterprises - making them fairer and more humane - and then we can think about switching back. Then maybe it will be too late for them to undo the good they have done, or better yet, maybe they will have learned enough from their "mile in her shoes" experience to wish to change things back.

"OK ladies - oh I mean Tony and us ladies", quipped Monica. We need to be getting home and getting some rest before tomorrow. But let's go through the plan one more time. She and Ellie (as Tony) went through the details of their plan and then Monica headed home and Ellie (as Tony) with Sasha headed back to the main club where Ellie would have her first experience at being the owner and master. She had been up to the penthouse many times before, but not from this point of view.

Back at the Gentlemen's Club

Once back at the club, Ellie (as Tony) and Sasha look in on Tony (as Ellie). They first look through the one way glass and catch Tony in a female moment. He is looking in the full length mirror on the left wall from their angle- and thus looking knowingly directly into the video camera - and is examining his now hairless and smooth facial cheeks very carefully. He has had many opportunities to enjoy the sensual feel of female cheeks but he did not seem to this time be enjoying them as much as examining them critically as a lady does when she is not confident they are as flawless as she would like. Then he turned 2/3 of a turn and lowered his satin panties and did a similar critical examination of his lower cheeks. Clearly he was not getting an arousal from this but instead seemed to be admiring his new attributes critically and maybe just a wee bit disappointed in their look as compared to the competition showing on the wall pictures.

"What the Hell have these ladies done to me?", thought Tony as he examined his new body - Ellie's - in the full length mirror. She (he) was wearing a very scanty satin baby doll nighty. He then pounded on the mirror in a rage and yelled a number of curses and obscenities at the mirror - knowing full well that a camera was looking through for the other side - but not aware that Ellie and Sasha were watching through the windowed mirror on his left. What he yelled out was perfectly understandable to him, but it was Iranian to everyone else. Ellie (as Tony) could no longer understand most of it, but Sasha could and she chuckled and wanted so badly to answer back.

"You sluts are not going to get away with this. I own this club and I own you and I have the funds and means to get back at you." He jostled his breast and yelled more "These damn things are not mine and I will get them back to the rightful owner." He caressed his throat and tried to clear it in a futile attempt to regain his deep intimidating voice. He caressed both facial cheeks while up close to the mirror, disgusted with their smooth feeling and turned and mooned the mirror with his now very attractive little butt. These cheeks and the breast and facial cheeks were exquisitely soft and supple but they no longer held the erotic thrill he is seeking. "These belong to you Ellie and I will see to it that you are once again dancing with them up on my main stage and men howling and slapping at them. I do not want to own these and be responsible for maintaining them; I want to own you with them so I can get excited once again by caressing them and leave you with the hard maintenance work."

He moved slowly around the room and was taking notice of the very attractive pin-up models. He had long loved the wonderful feelings they brought to his groin and imagination, but today they were not doing him any good. He caressed at their two dimensional sexy forms and was trying hard to get the old feelings he enjoyed so much. It must be the stress he thought to himself, but he knew better. Then he inexplicably found himself comparing the look and size and shape of his breast to those in the pictures. And then he was comparing the shape of his butt to those in the pictures. He shook himself back to his senses. He was not going to start feeling inadequate as a woman just because he could not compare to those super model images. But he felt compelled now to do even more comparing of his new feminine traits to those of the models in the pictures. He yelled "I am a man. I am not a woman and I will not start getting obsessed with my body and hair just because they are not as perfect as these airbrushed pictures are."

Ellie (as Tony) signaled to one of his guards and he opened the door to the suite. She could still see through the glass as Tony (as Ellie) was startled, pulled what little clothing he had back into place and backed toward the corner. Ellie (as Tony) and Sasha walked in and closed the door behind them - guard still outside. Ellie told the guard to adjust the lighting so the mirrors were no longer see- through and the microphones were disabled.

She spoke up first. "So Tony, I see you are not completely pleased with your new experience. It was you who so lustfully wanted to deeply explore the female mind and the female experience. How can you possibly be disappointed?"

"You bitch", he yelled back in his so very soft voice, "why have you done this to me. After all I have done for you and your daughter." He found himself starting to uncontrollably sob.

Ellie was not touched by the emotional sentiment and just chuckled. "What are you weeping for the most, your lost balls or your lost bank account? Scream all that you wish into that mirror with that soft little voice but you will not convince anyone that you are or ever were a man. From what I have experienced so far in my transformation, I suspect you will find your mannerisms and emotions and reactions will make you quite feminine no matter what your memory wishes to tell you. Let's not confuse the facts here Tony. First off, you did this to yourself and I intend to give you your money's worth. Secondly, technically Sasha is now your daughter - at least biologically speaking. Thirdly, you did not take us in as family but as sex slaves, so don't go demanding gratitude. And fourthly, you have no power, no ownership and no funds. You do not own this club and you no longer own us. It is more like I own you. So settle down, relax and face the facts. As we told you earlier, play along and you will likely get much of what you were back. I have no desire to be you any longer than necessary. You are Ellie now and you will act as Ellie or you will be put into isolation where you cannot hurt yourself or us."

Tony has no memories of having ever felt this helpless. A feeling of timidity swept over him and he spoke sheepishly. "You want me to play the role of the sex slave for how long? And if I do it well, you plan to return me to ownership of this club and my old job?"

"Absolutely! Recall that we did not plan this, it just happened due to your own lustful carelessness. We plan to make use of it for some noble purposes you cannot possible fathom but it is not our goal to destroy these enterprises. So come to grips with who you now are. Take in the experience; it will serve you well later."

Tony was not used to being on the losing side of negotiations, but the image in the mirror was undeniable. He would have to tone down, and play along. And while playing along, maybe he would engineer his own ‘Plan B' while waiting on these ladies to work through their ‘Plan A'.

"OK" he tried to growl but it came out more like a sexy purr. "I'll be patient for now and see where this leads." He sultrily sank into the velvet love couch.

Sasha had been translating for Ellie (as Tony) but now added her own editorial comments. "Tomorrow we will share some intimate mother- daughter moments. I will help you recall some of Ellie's more emotional moments with her abusive husband and I will help you rehearse your poll dancing."

The look on Tony's face was priceless and clearly indicated that he was in no hurry for those moments. As Ellie and Sahsa left, he was already wrestling with some of the deep dark memories he had inherited with this body - memories of husbandly domination and cruelty and he fought them back into his subconscious mind.

Now the Boss

Ellie (as Tony) would not let Sasha go to her normal bedroom/cell but instead took her hand and the two went up into the penthouse suite. They had both been there before but as slaves not as masters. They would explore it now from a mentality of ownership and power. The large desk and furnishings that formerly intimidated them would now reinforce their feelings of power.

Ellie (as Tony) released Sasha's hand after they entered and strutted around, taking in the feelings of power and giving them time to reach into every finger tip, toe tip and yes even the tip of that new groin appendage that was now standing in full salute and fogging her mind. There were many strange memories surfacing in her new mind and her muscular chest was swelling as it filled deeply with air. She was having trouble sorting through so many strange feelings and the tension and stress where far thicker than she was used to. Some quite unbelievable things had happened to her in the past few hours and the plan for tomorrow was very risky. What if she did not play her roll well as Tony? What if she does something stupid and makes Bill suspicious or at least wary? So much to think about and worry about and so little practice at being a scoundrel.

The tension reached from her toes to her shoulder and neck muscles. It had to be addressed and that throbbing in her groin had to be addressed but she did not know how in a gentlemanly way. But Sasha knew how. She had been trained in how to help a man deal with stress and she could see that look in her former mother's eyes. Sahsa knew how to give great pleasure and relief to a man but this time she would do it out of love instead of as a slave. Yes it had some quasi oedipal connotations but this was not really her biological mother and she knew Ellie would need help while adjusting.

Sasha moved in very close and caressed Ellie's now muscular back and showed her desire to assist. Ellie (as Tony) pulled Sasha's hands apart so she - Ellie - could step back in horror. "I cannot use you as a sex toy to relieve my stress and fulfill my desires. You are done being anyone's sex slave and especially not to your mother."

"Oh stop being such a prude mother! If we Persians had just conquered those Greeks as we should have, there would be no stories of Oedipus and his sexual encounter with his own mother. So stop clinging to those legends of our bygone enemies. I give myself freely and not as a slave. I sense your needs and I wish to use my skills to help you relieve them. So indulge in the moment and discover what the other side feels like."

The 2 of them floated down to the very large bed and tasted deep human love at several levels that evening and some deep tears of relief and satisfaction. Human intimacy of touch and intercourse are wonderful gifts when given freely. Ellie knew men had deep emotional and physical needs that were best satisfied by a female body but she never knew it this personally before. Sasha's finger tips were magical, her lips better than any drug and caressing her skin made all tension and stress faded from Ellie's now very masculine mind. Oh, and then there was that last fabulous burst of fireworks!

Nelson Industries Early the next day

The next morning Bill arrived at his normal early hour and came into the lab. Monica and Tony had not yet arrived. Bill snooped around and touched a few things but decided to go to his office and take care of other matters at the moment. He had plenty of planning to do, checks to sign and schemes to plot.

Monica arrived not long after Bill and made sure to check in on him. "Hey boss man, I know you are eager to do more careful trials this morning but give Tony and I a few hours to make some careful adjustments to the design and maybe we can start more tests about noon. How does that sound?"

"Well, if you must but you know how impatient I get when a project is this close to being completed. You remember that famous quote from another great inventor ‘There comes a time you have to just shoot the engineers and put the product into production'. You guys are never finished and always wanting to make just one more improvement."

"I understand boss, but trust me, you will be most impressed with the improvements and trials this morning but you need to be thinking about who should be your next subject." Monica shouted as she headed back out towards the lab.

Ellie (as Tony) arrived about 30 minutes later and went right to the lab. She was whistling and light on her large feet and Monica was surprised by her low tension level and upbeat demeanor. Ellie just grinned over to her and winked and almost sung her first comments. "I do have a significantly deeper understanding for why men so enjoy women. Now I am not making excuses for their cold and callous ways, but I do now appreciate what drives them! We women have seen how we can so influence a man's mood and behavior but now I've seen the other side first hand. Just caressing Sasha's goddess-like skin and supple butt and breasts can be so magnificently rewarding and then for the final course that just knocked me out."

Monica's face was horror struck. "You didn't ....!!! With whom? Sasha? Your own daughter? That is so incestuously disgusting. When ....? How could you do such to your own daughter?"

Ellie took a quick moment to fill Monica in on the unplanned sexual encounter with Sasha - voluntarily offered by Sasha - and how unbelievably fabulous it was. Monica has to admit she had never before sat with a man and listen to him describe sexual conquests with another woman in such detail. But this was no ordinary man.

"OK, enough - you sound like many men describing their conquests from the night before! Let's get down to business. You need to gather your thoughts, go into Bill's office and set the tone for the noon experiment."

"Ready and quite relaxed" responded Ellie, "but let's get one thing straight. Last night was not a conquest of some prize; Sasha gave of herself freely and without being asked and she quite enjoyed being handled by a man who knew just how to make her scream with joy. Maybe you might wish to consider sharing love with a man who knows a women's point of view."

Ellie (as Tony) composed herself and then headed out the lab to Bill's back office entrance. Bill has 2 offices - the front one is neat and tidy and always prepared to welcome guests. The back one is a mess and looks like a place where genius would be at work 24/7. Ellie walked confidently into the back office where Bill was working alone. She went up to him and greeted him just as Tony would. She had many of Tony's memories and was being very successful at acting like him. It was easier than she could have expected.

"Well Bill, ready for an exciting new test subject?", Tony said loudly but not so loudly as to be heard outside of Bill's back office. "While showering this morning I had a great idea on who should be our next test subject. You are going to love this idea!"

Bill looked bewildered "And who might this perfect test subject be? You know we must still maintain a high level of secrecy."

"And that is why I think you will agree with my choice. Your earliest vision for this machine was as a way to help enforce the law. It could be a perfect and unbeatable lie detector. But the subject we choose must be someone close to you and someone we can fool."

Bill still looked puzzled and now getting annoyed and impatient. "Tell me!!!!" he shouted.

"Barbara!!!! She is your own wife so certainly can be trusted to protect her own financial well being. Sorry for my intruding on your privacy, but you have made it no secret around Monica and I that you have been suspicious of her faithfulness. Now you can explore her most hidden thoughts and discover what you wish to know."

Bill's jaw was hanging open. Tony had done it again. That man always comes up with the right surprise for Bill. "This is why a man needs good male friends and associates around him. That is a perfect idea and I am sure a woman such as Monica would never dream of letting me do something like this. But I do fear Barb telling her social friends about this. You have my imagination going wild and now I think that noon cannot come quickly enough. What an opportunity! But I am a little hesitant considering that I do not think Barb could keep such a secret from her card party buddies."

"NO prob boss. We do not let her in on the secret. You have made it no secret that you did not choose your second wife based on her intellect but based on her sexy body and willingness to please. She is not always playing with a full deck. We can tell her the neural net is a new hair-net and that this device is designed to give new youth and body to her hair. We tell her the wrist straps are just for safety to make sure she does not accidentally touch the wires. We both know how dense she can be. Then we operate the controls so that you read her mind and she gets nothing back from you. You can search around in her mind and she will think she is at the beauty parlor."

Bill was now visibly excited. Oh how he had wanted to dig deeply into Barb's mind and settle some doubts he has had for too long. "Go for it. She is due in here abut 11:30 for our lunch and planning session for tomorrow night's fund raiser for the Breast Cancer Society. You know I do these things for public image and to please her but I do think women's problems get far too much press. I'll coax her over to the lab and let you take the lead. How do you think Monica will handle this deception? We both know how she feels about men taking advantage of women."

"Monica will be an issue but if we act quickly, we will catch her off guard and be done before she has formulated an argument. I'll go back to the lab and make sure Monica finishes her fixes in time for the 11:30 arrival of your wife and does not then start even more adjustments."

Back at the lab Ellie was so excited. "Boy did he ever react just as you suspected. He is like a little boy now who cannot wait for Christmas morning to arrive. I doubt he gets much more accomplished this morning. That hook is set and now we just need to reel him in. This is exactly the level of anticipation we need so that he will drop his shields and throw caution to the wind just as Tony did last night. Oh yes, he is expecting you to object so please do not let him down, but I told him we would get this done too quickly for you to formulate a strong argument so don't overplay your hand. By the way, he thinks the media spends way too much time winning over women's medical issues such as breast cancer. Let's keep this in mind once he owns a full pair of his own."

Monica wanted to shout so loud but held her composure. She quickly made the simple machine repairs she had planned and now just worked on cleaning up the lab a bit so Lady Barbara would not sabotage the plan by refusing to come into such a pig pen. She has quite a reputation for cleanliness and order to the extreme. If it looks like something might muss her dress or threaten a finger nail, she will exit rapidly and spoil our plans.

Finally the big moment

Monica and Ellie have been pacing and scurrying around and trying their best not to look so nervous. Monica speaks up, "I am about to loose my mind in anticipation", she speaks softly and then the two stare at each other and laugh over the appropriate cliché. "Easy for you to say" laughs Ellie but the real Tony might find that expression quite appropriate at this moment.

Just then the door opens and Bill escorts Barbara into the lab. Monica is the first to come forward and break through the awkward moment. "Mrs. Nelson, what a surprise? What brings you to the lab?"

Ellie (as Tony) politely nods and moves towards the chair Bill plans to offer to his wife.

"Monica and Tony, it has been so long since I've seen you guys but Bill is forever telling me what fantastic work you do. Of course he never gets into details, not that I would understand them anyway. I have no capacity for so much math and science and am even challenged to remember which side of the battery is positive or how to find a document in my computer." Barbara spoke so softly and condescendingly. But it was not false humility for she was quite challenged with anything that did not deal with fashion and makeup. But she was incredibly attractive and moved with all of the feminine grace you would expect from a well trained model.

"Bill tells me that you guys have been working on a new technology that might interest me."

Monica starts experimenting with the facial expressions she practiced all night. She gives a look of bewilderment that might win an Oscar award. She knows that she must pretend that Mrs. Nelson's appearance is a surprise. She moves over to Bill's side and whispers close to his ear, "What are you doing? We cannot expose our secret to your wife. It is still too early."

Bill whispers back. "Don't worry. Tony and I discussed this earlier. What could be a greater test for this device but to let me peer into Barb's mind and check on her fidelity. Besides, I have convinced her that this is a fashion machine. Step back and watch!"

Bill guides Barb to the chair near the mental array-net and invites her to sit down. Ellie (as Tony) assists. "Please make yourself comfortable here sweetheart," Bill persuades. "I apologize for the wrist restraints but the hair-net is very delicate and we must make sure you do not hurt it or yourself." He fastens the Velcro grips on her wrists while Ellie carefully places the net over her head and fastens the chin strap.

Barbara nervously speaks up. "You guys spend so much time making such sophisticated gadgets for business and the military that it is so exciting that you now have done something for the fashion industry." She has such a sweet brainless smile.

As Bill moves over to his chair and Ellie towards the controls, Monica continues her subterfuge. She glides over near Bill and again whispers in his ear. "What do you think you are doing? She thinks this is a fashion invention? This is immoral. This is an invasion of her privacy. I did not take part in this development so men could further oppress their wives. I demand that you stop this right now!"

Bill growled and put on his most intimidating face and still quietly and in a marginally controlled tone, nose to nose with Monica exclaimed, "Listen, we both know you ladies don't have the balls that it takes to advance science so you need us men to guide you. You are extremely bright and have been very instrumental in our technical success but now why don't you step aside, take your cute little ass over to the other side of the lab and watch as we men show you ladies how to handle risks. Yes I take some liberties but you ladies are so timid that advancements would come at a snail's pace. Maybe when this is over I should take you back to modeling lingerie and swimsuits and leave the tough stuff to the men. Or maybe it is just time that I put you on your back and help you feel like a complete woman."

Monica backed away and continued the remarkable facial act or fear and consternation but she had to be careful not to overplay her hand. At this moment she is very grateful that her mother convinced her to do some high school drama classes. As she backed away she worked hard to memorize Bill's last few words for she would have so much fun sticking them back into his face - his new and smaller feminine face.

Ellie (as Tony) had been trying to ignore them and stay focused on getting everyone and the machine ready. It was already on. "Everyone ready" he asked somewhat rhetorically. "Now this won't hurt a bit!" and he started to dial up some volume but only in one direction - from Barb to Bill.

Bill started to get some faint mental images. They were images of ladies fashions and cosmetics. He nodded to Ellie and she turned up the intensity slowly. Bill got some feelings of her love for him but was also astounded by the clutter inside her brain. How can she think clearly with so much clutter? She keeps an impeccably clean house and exterior of herself but her mind is full of so much triviality. Bill is like most men, he knows about 5 or 6 basic colors. Now he is seeing an array of about 300 shades of just red lipstick. Now he is flooded with thoughts of several dozen shoe styles and then an array of fragrances.

He nods again to Ellie and she nudges the volume even higher. Bill is determined to get through this clutter and find images of other men and her contract-breaking unfaithful acts. But he was not finding any. Could it be that he is just senselessly jealous with no reason? His first marriage was such a failure and he did not like failure. He looks up towards Ellie planning to look just a little deeper and to his surprise he sees Monica standing there and no longer with a face of one who has been intimidated but with a smirk of one who is in control. He sees her wrist (both wrists) turn both knobs abruptly higher and then everything goes dark. Bill was about to seriously regret his latest chauvinistic outburst.

-- more chapters are in the works ---- (More could follow if people enjoyed this. If you give feedback, please suggest what you might like to see and constructive reviews are always welcome. Do you want to see my view of what Bill discovers or prefer to just go with your own?)