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Roxi?? Can you hear me Roxi? This is Professor Olsen. I had an accident, you need to come to the lab right away. I need your help! Please! The access-code is 343229. You need to come now”

“Who is this? I don’t know anyone by that name, try again”

“This isn’t a game! I really need help!”

“Try! Again!”

“This slave humbly begs for your help Mistress Roxi”

“Better! But tell me slave, why would you call me now? After everything you have told me earlier?”

“I am really sorry about that Mistress Roxi. I had an accident and the phone fell down and must have re-dialed your number. I can’t get to it, I can’t call anyone else, you are the only person i can reach right now. If you hang up i will be trapped here.”

“Are you dying?”

“No, but i can’t move. I am scared Mistress Roxi please help me, just alert someone else, please?”

“I don’t think we need to involve anyone else with this, slave. Here is what we will do. I was just about to go out, and i will enjoy the evening knowing you are scared and helpless in your little laboratory. If you are lucky i will come by later and we will talk about how wrong it was of you to anger me earlier today.”

*click*

Falling Flat

It was late, and the facilities outside of town looked even more lonely than in daylight. Nobody would have expected a high technology research laboratory inside these plain concrete buildings.
The sound of high heels on a tiled floor echoed through the empty hallway as Roxi made her way to the heavy security door. It had been a pleasure for her knowing all evening that her slave was suffering while she was enjoying herself.
It was curiosity rather than concern that made her come here after all. She wanted to see for herself the state he was in. She could always leave him again to suffer some more, or even make his situation worse.

He had always been very secretive about his work and Roxi had no idea what the door would reveal as she entered the access code.

It was a rather large room with humming machines and computers lined up along the walls connected by a multitude of cables across the floor.
Disregarded clothes were scattered around, but there was no sign of the professor.
Roxi wondered if he may have escaped his earlier predicament or if it all was some sort of elaborate scheme to trick her.
She stepped inside cautiously and decided not to leave the entrance area for now.
Instead she snapped her fingers and said: “You better not made me come here for nothing, slave. I will count to ten then i will turn around and leave”

The answer came from below her “Please don’t turn around, you are standing on me”

Roxi looked down and there he was at her feet, or rather under her feet. A two dimensional image of a person, but alive and moving. His eyes blinked and his limbs flapped around aimlessly. He was completely nude and Roxi stepped off his body in the moment of surprise.

Even though the situation was beyond anything she could have expected, Roxi composed herself quickly. It was not in her to show weakness in front of a submissive.
“Well, that is new” she said “what happened here?”

“I honestly don’t know, i was trying...” his explanation was cut short by another snap of her well manicured fingers. A warning for him that he made a mistake.

“I honestly don’t know, Mistress.” he corrected himself

“What is it you working on here?” she asked while looking around the room.

“That… is classified, Mistress”

“So I see” she replied and walked across his flattened face right out the door

“A teleportation device, it’s a teleportation device, Mistress” he quickly submitted, frantically flapping his arms to slowly glide over the floor trying to follow her.

“Much better. Now i suppose you tried it on yourself then? Has there accidentally been the picture of a moron inside the capsule with you? How are you still alive like that?”

“I really don’t know Mistress”

“Well, it doesn’t really matter, does it?” Roxi looked down on him, put the tip of her heel on one of his nipples and twisted it around. “What matters to me is, can you still feel this?”
He winced in pain and she laughed out loud, being pleasantly surprised.

“I don’t think that’s funny, Mistress” he pressed through his teeth while she kept twisting.

“You are right” she replied “It’s not funny, it’s hilarious” changing her stance to torment his other nipple while steadying his flapping body by standing on his belly with the other foot.

“Please stop Mistress, please” he cried out eventually, which earned him her sole on his mouth, muffling his pleas to a “Mhhmmpphhh”

“Shhhhh! You are ruining my fun, slave. Instead of complaining you should show some gratitude that i came here after all. Now think carefully what you are going to say next.”
Roxi stepped back, making sure that each of her heels would now be firmly planted on one of his balls. "Now what was it you wanted to tell me?” she asked, looking down on him with an evil smirk.

“Your slave is happy that you are here, Mistress Roxi” he replied with a trembling voice and an agonizing look on his face. “The slave is so fortunate that you made time for him and every second of your presence is a pleasure. Please consider the slaves unfortunate situation.”

“Good boy! And yes, i do consider your situation. Believe me, there is literally nothing else i am thinking about right now, slave.”

He breathed a sigh of relief when she finally stepped off him to look around the laboratory. “Is this the control station?” She asked pointing at one of the computers.

“Yes, Mistress, but please don’t touch anything"

"Oh don't be silly! As if you had anything to say about that. Now, i certainly won't sit in this grimy chair. Are you masturbating on here or what?"
Roxi put her expensive black and gold leather purse down on the desk, walked back over to her slave and picked him up by the shoulders. He was light as a feather and his head slumped back uselessly. She held him up and turned him around as if examining a new dress.
"Who would have thought, you even have a backside. That will come in handy for a spanking, but right now i have something else in mind for you."

She dragged him over to the desk to put him on the chair like a seat cover. His body covering the backrest with his neck folded over the edge and the head hanging down in the back. His arms covering the armrests, his legs hanging down in front.
Roxi's tight leather pencil skirt and the sleeveless silk blouse were now perfectly protected from the filthy chair by his body as she sat down. Most of her weight was resting directly on his genital area that had somehow ended up in the middle of the seat and sounds of discomfort emerged from behind the backrest.

"I will need the password, slave" Roxi said, and when there was no sign of an answer after a few seconds had passed, she slammed one of her heels hard on the ground to emphasize the question. The fact that his foot was directly under it gave the gesture additional impact and he cried out in pain. "Don't make me ask again! I said Password!"

"Brundlefly, but Mistress..."

"How ironic" she replied and another stomp with the heel reminded him to be quiet again.
Roxi entered the Password and gained access to the system. "Now let's see what we have here"

"Please Mistress Roxi, please don't change any of the parameters. Let me help at least. I know the system, i can help but i need to see. Please? I need to see what you are doing!" he pleaded in true desperation.

Roxi let out a annoyed sigh and got up again. She turned the chair around and crouched so she was on level with his upside down head. She smirked at his terrified face and said: "I need some peace and quiet now, dear"
She ripped a piece of clear tape off the dispenser on the desk to place it over his lips, smoothing it gently with the tip of a perfectly manicured finger.
"As weak and useless as you are you couldn’t possibly help me anyway ...and no, you don't need to see. Close your lids unless you want this to go on your eyeballs." she warned him before applying more tape across his eyes, leaving him in darkness. "That is much better"
"I promise i won't do anything to hurt you unintentionally." she said as she sat down on him again.

He had no idea what she did or how long it took. All he felt was her weight crushing his most tender places and all he heard was her typing and clicking. He was mortified that she would mess up something at any moment.
She would frequently roll over his feet dragging on the floor when she shifted around with the chair or readjusted it after taking a break. His muffled cries of pain were casually disregarded, and he was certain that she was smiling every time it happened.

After what seemed like an eternity to him, the tape across his mouth and eyes was being pulled away.
"Interesting, your eyelashes didn't come off" She said, looking at the tape. She picked him up and held him against the wall next to the desk with a single finger to his forehead.
"You know what i like?" She asked not waiting for an answer "...that you have one of these old fashioned cork pin walls instead of a magnetic one" picking up tacks with the other hand, pinning him to the wall by his earlobes. "Now i got you to have your ears pierced after all"
Right after she said that he slipped off the pin wall and fell to the floor.
When Roxi picked him up again she checked his ears and said: “Now that is strange. There is only the tip of the pin coming out on the other side. It appears that even though you are flat, the tack goes through your actual body before coming out on the other side.”

She pinned him to the wall again, pushing the tacks in his lobes very hard this time and adding some to the thinner part of his ears, which would have brought tears to his eyes if he had any.

“Hmmm, no blood and no tears” the Mistress noted while picking up two more tacks and pushing them slowly into his nipples "I know they won’t hold you. These are just for fun." she explained with a smile.

"Please Mistress, It hurts. Why are you doing this to me?" He cried

"Because i can, slave. And now you can watch me. Isn't that what you wanted?", suggestively hovering a tack in front of his face.

"Thank you Mistress Roxi, you are too kind" he replied trembling.

"When i ask questions you will answer them without hesitation and to the point. Am i making myself clear?" She said, now lightly pushing the tip into his forehead.

"Yes Mistress Roxi"

"Good boy!” She put the tack away and said: “Some things i have figured out already. I believe you were never actually teleported. My theory is that the program is still in process. The teleporter basically gathered all physical data it was able to, and this remaining image of you is just a interpretation of different components that can't be extracted because they keep changing constantly. I am talking about things like your mind and transmissions in the nervous system. That would explain why you are still blabbering nonsense and most importantly feel pain."

"That...uh... That makes a lot of sense Mistress"

"You seem surprised. That alone earns you the spanking i mentioned earlier. But first things first"
"Look at this" She said, pointing at the screen. "There is a little flat version of you inside the system that i managed to isolate. I believe it is directly connected to your image in the real world. Did you apply string theory for the teleportation mechanics?"

A additional tack, casually placed in his belly button by Roxi's nimble Fingers, reminded the professor about answering questions promptly "Ouch! Yes Mistress"

"Well, let's find out what happens if we manipulate it. Let me carry it over into this graphics editor. Now we can turn you around and select a section. Do you feel anything yet?"

"Yes Mistress, it feels very strange, please don't do this"

"Oh shush! What kind of scientist are you if you are not curious to find out? See, I can drag the selected section away and it comes right off in reality as well. There it is!" She reached over, took something that looked like his butt and placed it on the desk before her.
"Look what we have here, dear. Now tell me if you still feel this" She said while swatting his detached buttocks alternately with a ruler in rapid succession.
"Yes Mistress, i feel it, please stop, please, it hu..mmmhhmmm" Roxi casually placed a finger on his mouth to silence him while she continued the swatting for several minutes.

"There is no reddening at all. That is rather disappointing. Does it keep hurting after i'm done, like a real spanking?" She asked, taking off her finger.

"Yes Mistress, it still hurts" He answered with a voice like crying in pain.

"Interesting" his Mistress noted and turned to the computer again. "Let's try something else. What if i do this and pull it like that... Oh my! Now they look almost like the real thing!" She had shaped his flat butt into a well rounded posterior with the editor. "I could give your body some volume that way. Of course you would still be useless, but you would look like a real person again. However I doubt it would be worth my effort."

"Oh, I got an idea just now." She said full of excitement "Don't look! It will be a surprise!" Another piece of tape went across his eyes. Roxi was cheerfully humming as she worked and he could feel her manipulations as a sensation between tickling and pain.

When Roxi eventually removed his blindfold he discovered to his horror that his butt had now a pair of lips between his cheeks. They even moved as he frantically tried to talk. When Roxi gleefully held her compact up to his face so he could see himself in the mirror he realized that his sphincter was now where his mouth used to be.

“Now you are talking out of your ass!” She said and laughed long and hard. She seemed to think it was hilarious while her slave was mortified.

“Don’t go anywhere, i’ll be right back. We are going to try something else” She said, walking out of the room.
When she came back she carried several balls from the snooker table in the break room.
“Now let’s see what happens if we do this” She pushed one of the balls against the lips on his butt and leaned hard on it, pressing it down with her palm. The lips widened and eventually the ball popped inside. There was no indication of any volume added to his body.

“I wonder where this went. Is this in your ass or your mouth now?” She looked at him and the sphincter in his face moved “my aff, Miftreff”

“I see” She replied and raised one of the balls she brought up to his face “and does it feel like you actually have one of these inside you?”

“Yeff, Miftress, very uncomfortable” it appeared he adapted quickly to using his new mouth.

Roxi smiled “well, there are still three more to go” and she turned her attention to his butt again. To stifle his pleading cries of pain she eventually used a staple gun on his sphincter mouth to shut him up.
“i really like this new mouth of yours, i think i should make you keep it to kiss up to your new Mistress” she said while removing the clips again with the staple remover.

"I'm really really sorry about that Mistress Roxi, please believe me"

"Oh, i believe you are sorry, slave. The question is have suffered enough yet for offending me? You don't just go telling me you are not going to see me any more because you have found another Mistress. You are my property. Only i can decide to give you away if at all"

"I'm so sorry Mistress, i really messed up. I know that now and i wish i could earn your forgiveness."

"I have no doubt that you wish that, and you could start by not lying to me. There is a lot more information on your system here than your teleportation program. Your Journal for example. You don't really have a new Mistress do you?"

"No Mistress Roxi, i don't, i'm so sorry!"

"You are simply not excited by submission any more, aren't you?"

"It's true Mistress, i really don't know why, but i just can't do it any more"

"It happens, dear. I have seen it before and i noticed the symptoms on you for some time now. It is called confidence, and seeing all this here i am not surprised. Going by your notes and documents, you built all this by yourself. You have no superior here, you are working for nobody else. You bought the building and developed the teleporter all on your own. And it works too, doesn't it?

"Yes Mistress, it worked flawlessly on inanimate objects" he confirmed.

"Feats like that grow confidence without a doubt. One day you woke up and instead of excited you just felt pathetic by submitting to my whims and you decided to get away. Wasn't it like that?"

"Yes Mistress, that was exactly what happened. I'm so sorry"

"Oh stop telling me how sorry you are" She pinched his butt and he winced. "I told you, the question is if you have suffered enough yet to make up for your insolence. What do you think?"

"I am your property. Only you can decide that Mistress."

"That is such a sweet thing of you to say, slave! Of course you are absolutely right, and i believe you did have suffered enough. I forgive you."

"Oh thank you Mistress, thank you so much. May i say something Mistress?" he cautiously asked.

"What is it?"

"I believe, if you disable or delete this image of me, the program might be able to complete the process..."

"...and you would come out on the other side." She finished his sentence and laughed. "You actually figured this out just now? How ever did you succeed to build all this being so slow? Of course that is how it works. Now let me undo all these changes to your ass and mouth and put everything back where it belongs. It is a shame though, i was rather proud how that hat had turned out."

"Oh my god Mistress i am so relieved right now. You have no idea how scared i was."

"But i think i do. After all you behaved like a perfect little slave, no matter how cruel i was, even though you were unable to get any excitement of your own from my treatment. The question is, do you have any idea how much more exciting it is for me to own a slave like that? You are completely at my mercy, you get no enjoyment out of it and there is nothing you can do about it. There is no way i am letting you go!"

"But, but you said you have forgiven me, Mistress."

"Yes i did, slave. I have forgiven your offence in order for you to realize that everything i will do to you from now on is not punishment, but simply for my personal entertainment and excitement until i grow tired of it. I only restored your image because i plan to take you with me. There are so many things i want to try with you in the comfort of my home. I already installed a tunnel so i can access your system remotely, and due to the strings that connect you, distance should be of no concern."

"Please don't Mistress Roxi i beg you"

"Oh shush, you don't actually think pleading will change my mind if there are so many neat things to try out? Lets take your balls for example. Seriously, let’s take them and put them over here. Now lets enlarge them a bit, see? Better yet, why enlarge them when we can stretch them?"
She laughed at him squealing while she kept molding his testicles. "Now we give them a little bit of thickness and make them feel soft to the touch. Do you recognize that shape? Do you see where i am going with this?" She asked, while poking them with her fingers.

"Please Mistress, please don't do this" he pleaded with the trembling of pain and true desperation in his voice.

“Shhhh, you need to be quiet now slave” Roxi said and detached his head. She put it on the desk to blow it up into a sphere, then she removed all hair and eyebrows and gave his skin the texture and color of soft black kid leather. She modeled it into a designer purse, removing all features she didn’t need and reshaping the rest. She enlarged his mouth and stretched his lower lip over it to form a flap and his septum became the anchor for a nice big metal clasp to close it. His eyelids were stretched into little outside pockets with snap fasteners.
She detached the penis from his body and gave it the same texture and color as the purse before painfully stretching it long and thin, then doubling it up and tightly twisting it into a matching shoulder strap that attached to thick metal rings on what used to be his ears.
Roxi stuffed her own purse into his mouth, lined up the openings and unceremoniously stapled them together.
She thought she heard a faint sound coming out of the depth of her new purse as she closed the flap.

“Perfect, now to pack you up the rest of you, slave" she said "Let's put you in a more handy size first."

She shrunk the rest of his body image down to about ten inches and put him on the desk.
She folded his legs toward his chest, excruciatingly smoothing the folds with a fingernail and taping them place. His shoulders and arms she folded to the inside so he ended up a nice square shape.
Then Roxi took a small stainless steel case out of her purse, opened it and dropped the tampon that had been inside it. "You are going to be quite safe in there, slave" She said as she rolled him up together with the tampon and put him back into the tube.

Next she took off her heels to put his testicles inside, conveniently shaped into soft and squishy insoles.

"That is incredible comfortable" She remarked pleased, as she walked over to the security door in her softened shoes to change the access code.

On her way out the facility, as the heavy door locked in place behind her, she stopped for a moment to whisper to her purse:

"I think i feel like dancing"

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Roxi?? Can you hear me Roxi? This is Professor Olsen. I had an accident, you need to come to the lab right away. I need your help! Please! The access-code is 343229. You need to come now”

“Who is this? I don’t know anyone by that name, try again”

“This isn’t a game! I really need help!”

“Try! Again!”

“This slave humbly begs for your help Mistress Roxi”

“Better! But tell me slave, why would you call me now? After everything you have told me earlier?”

“I am really sorry about that Mistress Roxi. I had an accident and the phone fell down and must have re-dialed your number. I can’t get to it, I can’t call anyone else, you are the only person i can reach right now. If you hang up i will be trapped here.”

“Are you dying?”

“No, but i can’t move. I am scared Mistress Roxi please help me, just alert someone else, please?”

“I don’t think we need to involve anyone else with this, slave. Here is what we will do. I was just about to go out, and i will enjoy the evening knowing you are scared and helpless in your little laboratory. If you are lucky i will come by later and we will talk about how wrong it was of you to anger me earlier today.”

*click*

Falling Flat

It was late, and the facilities outside of town looked even more lonely than in daylight. Nobody would have expected a high technology research laboratory inside these plain concrete buildings.
The sound of high heels on a tiled floor echoed through the empty hallway as Roxi made her way to the heavy security door. It had been a pleasure for her knowing all evening that her slave was suffering while she was enjoying herself.
It was curiosity rather than concern that made her come here after all. She wanted to see for herself the state he was in. She could always leave him again to suffer some more, or even make his situation worse.

He had always been very secretive about his work and Roxi had no idea what the door would reveal as she entered the access code.

It was a rather large room with humming machines and computers lined up along the walls connected by a multitude of cables across the floor.
Disregarded clothes were scattered around, but there was no sign of the professor.
Roxi wondered if he may have escaped his earlier predicament or if it all was some sort of elaborate scheme to trick her.
She stepped inside cautiously and decided not to leave the entrance area for now.
Instead she snapped her fingers and said: “You better not made me come here for nothing, slave. I will count to ten then i will turn around and leave”

The answer came from below her “Please don’t turn around, you are standing on me”

Roxi looked down and there he was at her feet, or rather under her feet. A two dimensional image of a person, but alive and moving. His eyes blinked and his limbs flapped around aimlessly. He was completely nude and Roxi stepped off his body in the moment of surprise.

Even though the situation was beyond anything she could have expected, Roxi composed herself quickly. It was not in her to show weakness in front of a submissive.
“Well, that is new” she said “what happened here?”

“I honestly don’t know, i was trying...” his explanation was cut short by another snap of her well manicured fingers. A warning for him that he made a mistake.

“I honestly don’t know, Mistress.” he corrected himself

“What is it you working on here?” she asked while looking around the room.

“That… is classified, Mistress”

“So I see” she replied and walked across his flattened face right out the door

“A teleportation device, it’s a teleportation device, Mistress” he quickly submitted, frantically flapping his arms to slowly glide over the floor trying to follow her.

“Much better. Now i suppose you tried it on yourself then? Has there accidentally been the picture of a moron inside the capsule with you? How are you still alive like that?”

“I really don’t know Mistress”

“Well, it doesn’t really matter, does it?” Roxi looked down on him, put the tip of her heel on one of his nipples and twisted it around. “What matters to me is, can you still feel this?”
He winced in pain and she laughed out loud, being pleasantly surprised.

“I don’t think that’s funny, Mistress” he pressed through his teeth while she kept twisting.

“You are right” she replied “It’s not funny, it’s hilarious” changing her stance to torment his other nipple while steadying his flapping body by standing on his belly with the other foot.

“Please stop Mistress, please” he cried out eventually, which earned him her sole on his mouth, muffling his pleas to a “Mhhmmpphhh”

“Shhhhh! You are ruining my fun, slave. Instead of complaining you should show some gratitude that i came here after all. Now think carefully what you are going to say next.”
Roxi stepped back, making sure that each of her heels would now be firmly planted on one of his balls. "Now what was it you wanted to tell me?” she asked, looking down on him with an evil smirk.

“Your slave is happy that you are here, Mistress Roxi” he replied with a trembling voice and an agonizing look on his face. “The slave is so fortunate that you made time for him and every second of your presence is a pleasure. Please consider the slaves unfortunate situation.”

“Good boy! And yes, i do consider your situation. Believe me, there is literally nothing else i am thinking about right now, slave.”

He breathed a sigh of relief when she finally stepped off him to look around the laboratory. “Is this the control station?” She asked pointing at one of the computers.

“Yes, Mistress, but please don’t touch anything"

"Oh don't be silly! As if you had anything to say about that. Now, i certainly won't sit in this grimy chair. Are you masturbating on here or what?"
Roxi put her expensive black and gold leather purse down on the desk, walked back over to her slave and picked him up by the shoulders. He was light as a feather and his head slumped back uselessly. She held him up and turned him around as if examining a new dress.
"Who would have thought, you even have a backside. That will come in handy for a spanking, but right now i have something else in mind for you."

She dragged him over to the desk to put him on the chair like a seat cover. His body covering the backrest with his neck folded over the edge and the head hanging down in the back. His arms covering the armrests, his legs hanging down in front.
Roxi's tight leather pencil skirt and the sleeveless silk blouse were now perfectly protected from the filthy chair by his body as she sat down. Most of her weight was resting directly on his genital area that had somehow ended up in the middle of the seat and sounds of discomfort emerged from behind the backrest.

"I will need the password, slave" Roxi said, and when there was no sign of an answer after a few seconds had passed, she slammed one of her heels hard on the ground to emphasize the question. The fact that his foot was directly under it gave the gesture additional impact and he cried out in pain. "Don't make me ask again! I said Password!"

"Brundlefly, but Mistress..."

"How ironic" she replied and another stomp with the heel reminded him to be quiet again.
Roxi entered the Password and gained access to the system. "Now let's see what we have here"

"Please Mistress Roxi, please don't change any of the parameters. Let me help at least. I know the system, i can help but i need to see. Please? I need to see what you are doing!" he pleaded in true desperation.

Roxi let out a annoyed sigh and got up again. She turned the chair around and crouched so she was on level with his upside down head. She smirked at his terrified face and said: "I need some peace and quiet now, dear"
She ripped a piece of clear tape off the dispenser on the desk to place it over his lips, smoothing it gently with the tip of a perfectly manicured finger.
"As weak and useless as you are you couldn’t possibly help me anyway ...and no, you don't need to see. Close your lids unless you want this to go on your eyeballs." she warned him before applying more tape across his eyes, leaving him in darkness. "That is much better"
"I promise i won't do anything to hurt you unintentionally." she said as she sat down on him again.

He had no idea what she did or how long it took. All he felt was her weight crushing his most tender places and all he heard was her typing and clicking. He was mortified that she would mess up something at any moment.
She would frequently roll over his feet dragging on the floor when she shifted around with the chair or readjusted it after taking a break. His muffled cries of pain were casually disregarded, and he was certain that she was smiling every time it happened.

After what seemed like an eternity to him, the tape across his mouth and eyes was being pulled away.
"Interesting, your eyelashes didn't come off" She said, looking at the tape. She picked him up and held him against the wall next to the desk with a single finger to his forehead.
"You know what i like?" She asked not waiting for an answer "...that you have one of these old fashioned cork pin walls instead of a magnetic one" picking up tacks with the other hand, pinning him to the wall by his earlobes. "Now i got you to have your ears pierced after all"
Right after she said that he slipped off the pin wall and fell to the floor.
When Roxi picked him up again she checked his ears and said: “Now that is strange. There is only the tip of the pin coming out on the other side. It appears that even though you are flat, the tack goes through your actual body before coming out on the other side.”

She pinned him to the wall again, pushing the tacks in his lobes very hard this time and adding some to the thinner part of his ears, which would have brought tears to his eyes if he had any.

“Hmmm, no blood and no tears” the Mistress noted while picking up two more tacks and pushing them slowly into his nipples "I know they won’t hold you. These are just for fun." she explained with a smile.

"Please Mistress, It hurts. Why are you doing this to me?" He cried

"Because i can, slave. And now you can watch me. Isn't that what you wanted?", suggestively hovering a tack in front of his face.

"Thank you Mistress Roxi, you are too kind" he replied trembling.

"When i ask questions you will answer them without hesitation and to the point. Am i making myself clear?" She said, now lightly pushing the tip into his forehead.

"Yes Mistress Roxi"

"Good boy!” She put the tack away and said: “Some things i have figured out already. I believe you were never actually teleported. My theory is that the program is still in process. The teleporter basically gathered all physical data it was able to, and this remaining image of you is just a interpretation of different components that can't be extracted because they keep changing constantly. I am talking about things like your mind and transmissions in the nervous system. That would explain why you are still blabbering nonsense and most importantly feel pain."

"That...uh... That makes a lot of sense Mistress"

"You seem surprised. That alone earns you the spanking i mentioned earlier. But first things first"
"Look at this" She said, pointing at the screen. "There is a little flat version of you inside the system that i managed to isolate. I believe it is directly connected to your image in the real world. Did you apply string theory for the teleportation mechanics?"

A additional tack, casually placed in his belly button by Roxi's nimble Fingers, reminded the professor about answering questions promptly "Ouch! Yes Mistress"

"Well, let's find out what happens if we manipulate it. Let me carry it over into this graphics editor. Now we can turn you around and select a section. Do you feel anything yet?"

"Yes Mistress, it feels very strange, please don't do this"

"Oh shush! What kind of scientist are you if you are not curious to find out? See, I can drag the selected section away and it comes right off in reality as well. There it is!" She reached over, took something that looked like his butt and placed it on the desk before her.
"Look what we have here, dear. Now tell me if you still feel this" She said while swatting his detached buttocks alternately with a ruler in rapid succession.
"Yes Mistress, i feel it, please stop, please, it hu..mmmhhmmm" Roxi casually placed a finger on his mouth to silence him while she continued the swatting for several minutes.

"There is no reddening at all. That is rather disappointing. Does it keep hurting after i'm done, like a real spanking?" She asked, taking off her finger.

"Yes Mistress, it still hurts" He answered with a voice like crying in pain.

"Interesting" his Mistress noted and turned to the computer again. "Let's try something else. What if i do this and pull it like that... Oh my! Now they look almost like the real thing!" She had shaped his flat butt into a well rounded posterior with the editor. "I could give your body some volume that way. Of course you would still be useless, but you would look like a real person again. However I doubt it would be worth my effort."

"Oh, I got an idea just now." She said full of excitement "Don't look! It will be a surprise!" Another piece of tape went across his eyes. Roxi was cheerfully humming as she worked and he could feel her manipulations as a sensation between tickling and pain.

When Roxi eventually removed his blindfold he discovered to his horror that his butt had now a pair of lips between his cheeks. They even moved as he frantically tried to talk. When Roxi gleefully held her compact up to his face so he could see himself in the mirror he realized that his sphincter was now where his mouth used to be.

“Now you are talking out of your ass!” She said and laughed long and hard. She seemed to think it was hilarious while her slave was mortified.

“Don’t go anywhere, i’ll be right back. We are going to try something else” She said, walking out of the room.
When she came back she carried several balls from the snooker table in the break room.
“Now let’s see what happens if we do this” She pushed one of the balls against the lips on his butt and leaned hard on it, pressing it down with her palm. The lips widened and eventually the ball popped inside. There was no indication of any volume added to his body.

“I wonder where this went. Is this in your ass or your mouth now?” She looked at him and the sphincter in his face moved “my aff, Miftreff”

“I see” She replied and raised one of the balls she brought up to his face “and does it feel like you actually have one of these inside you?”

“Yeff, Miftress, very uncomfortable” it appeared he adapted quickly to using his new mouth.

Roxi smiled “well, there are still three more to go” and she turned her attention to his butt again. To stifle his pleading cries of pain she eventually used a staple gun on his sphincter mouth to shut him up.
“i really like this new mouth of yours, i think i should make you keep it to kiss up to your new Mistress” she said while removing the clips again with the staple remover.

"I'm really really sorry about that Mistress Roxi, please believe me"

"Oh, i believe you are sorry, slave. The question is have suffered enough yet for offending me? You don't just go telling me you are not going to see me any more because you have found another Mistress. You are my property. Only i can decide to give you away if at all"

"I'm so sorry Mistress, i really messed up. I know that now and i wish i could earn your forgiveness."

"I have no doubt that you wish that, and you could start by not lying to me. There is a lot more information on your system here than your teleportation program. Your Journal for example. You don't really have a new Mistress do you?"

"No Mistress Roxi, i don't, i'm so sorry!"

"You are simply not excited by submission any more, aren't you?"

"It's true Mistress, i really don't know why, but i just can't do it any more"

"It happens, dear. I have seen it before and i noticed the symptoms on you for some time now. It is called confidence, and seeing all this here i am not surprised. Going by your notes and documents, you built all this by yourself. You have no superior here, you are working for nobody else. You bought the building and developed the teleporter all on your own. And it works too, doesn't it?

"Yes Mistress, it worked flawlessly on inanimate objects" he confirmed.

"Feats like that grow confidence without a doubt. One day you woke up and instead of excited you just felt pathetic by submitting to my whims and you decided to get away. Wasn't it like that?"

"Yes Mistress, that was exactly what happened. I'm so sorry"

"Oh stop telling me how sorry you are" She pinched his butt and he winced. "I told you, the question is if you have suffered enough yet to make up for your insolence. What do you think?"

"I am your property. Only you can decide that Mistress."

"That is such a sweet thing of you to say, slave! Of course you are absolutely right, and i believe you did have suffered enough. I forgive you."

"Oh thank you Mistress, thank you so much. May i say something Mistress?" he cautiously asked.

"What is it?"

"I believe, if you disable or delete this image of me, the program might be able to complete the process..."

"...and you would come out on the other side." She finished his sentence and laughed. "You actually figured this out just now? How ever did you succeed to build all this being so slow? Of course that is how it works. Now let me undo all these changes to your ass and mouth and put everything back where it belongs. It is a shame though, i was rather proud how that hat had turned out."

"Oh my god Mistress i am so relieved right now. You have no idea how scared i was."

"But i think i do. After all you behaved like a perfect little slave, no matter how cruel i was, even though you were unable to get any excitement of your own from my treatment. The question is, do you have any idea how much more exciting it is for me to own a slave like that? You are completely at my mercy, you get no enjoyment out of it and there is nothing you can do about it. There is no way i am letting you go!"

"But, but you said you have forgiven me, Mistress."

"Yes i did, slave. I have forgiven your offence in order for you to realize that everything i will do to you from now on is not punishment, but simply for my personal entertainment and excitement until i grow tired of it. I only restored your image because i plan to take you with me. There are so many things i want to try with you in the comfort of my home. I already installed a tunnel so i can access your system remotely, and due to the strings that connect you, distance should be of no concern."

"Please don't Mistress Roxi i beg you"

"Oh shush, you don't actually think pleading will change my mind if there are so many neat things to try out? Lets take your balls for example. Seriously, let’s take them and put them over here. Now lets enlarge them a bit, see? Better yet, why enlarge them when we can stretch them?"
She laughed at him squealing while she kept molding his testicles. "Now we give them a little bit of thickness and make them feel soft to the touch. Do you recognize that shape? Do you see where i am going with this?" She asked, while poking them with her fingers.

"Please Mistress, please don't do this" he pleaded with the trembling of pain and true desperation in his voice.

“Shhhh, you need to be quiet now slave” Roxi said and detached his head. She put it on the desk to blow it up into a sphere, then she removed all hair and eyebrows and gave his skin the texture and color of soft black kid leather. She modeled it into a designer purse, removing all features she didn’t need and reshaping the rest. She enlarged his mouth and stretched his lower lip over it to form a flap and his septum became the anchor for a nice big metal clasp to close it. His eyelids were stretched into little outside pockets with snap fasteners.
She detached the penis from his body and gave it the same texture and color as the purse before painfully stretching it long and thin, then doubling it up and tightly twisting it into a matching shoulder strap that attached to thick metal rings on what used to be his ears.
Roxi stuffed her own purse into his mouth, lined up the openings and unceremoniously stapled them together.
She thought she heard a faint sound coming out of the depth of her new purse as she closed the flap.

“Perfect, now to pack you up the rest of you, slave" she said "Let's put you in a more handy size first."

She shrunk the rest of his body image down to about ten inches and put him on the desk.
She folded his legs toward his chest, excruciatingly smoothing the folds with a fingernail and taping them place. His shoulders and arms she folded to the inside so he ended up a nice square shape.
Then Roxi took a small stainless steel case out of her purse, opened it and dropped the tampon that had been inside it. "You are going to be quite safe in there, slave" She said as she rolled him up together with the tampon and put him back into the tube.

Next she took off her heels to put his testicles inside, conveniently shaped into soft and squishy insoles.

"That is incredible comfortable" She remarked pleased, as she walked over to the security door in her softened shoes to change the access code.

On her way out the facility, as the heavy door locked in place behind her, she stopped for a moment to whisper to her purse:

"I think i feel like dancing"