When Anne arrived in her old farm buggy with buckets of eggs and her black pasteboard folder of documents and copies, he rose to greet her enthusiasti...ally. She stopped and stared at him, blinking and surprised by the grin on his face. "Mr. Maguire is over at Chesterfield, taking an affidavit I think. Some sort of land dispute of course. I'm glad to see you. Isn't it a fine day?" Indeed, it is that," she said, taken aback by his exuberance and soapyness. "Here's my work. Fourteen copies, most. He read in the program he received at the front gate that there was a female band that would perform at 4pm. Almost time for the show to start Zack chose a seat on a small bleacher stand in the shade. He had an excellent view of the stage where the girls where to perform. While he faced the stage a young lady climbed up and seated herself somewhere behind him. She was an attractive young lady he noticed that she wore a blouse and short skirt as she passed by. As he scanned the stands Zack. When he hugged me he grabbed my ass and then lifted my dress off me. I was naked exept for my slut collar and he attached a leash to it. Leading me to his basement I was placed inside a cage. "Don't worry April you won't be there for long." he told me as he went back up stairs to help unload the van. They left me there for the rest of the day and into the night with nothing to eat and only a bowl to drink out of. When they did come and get me it was to put me in a bikini and to head. And, just as a mechanic might have experimented with various things to make his car run more powerfully, so these machines tinkered with the humans and their artificial universe, seeing what effect their tinkering had on the fleshy power sources.This is the story of one of those tinkerings. Your story.As is their wont, the machines grew babies. Simple enough... the human species needed to continue, to ensure the machines' continuing power source. The manner of growth was quite hideous, a parody.