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Lauren opened her eyes and sat up. She stretched her arms out and yawned, which caused her very large breasts to bounce up and down. Lauren looked down at them and sighed. She still wasn’t used to having them.
It’s been about two months since she was given them by someone calling herself The Surgeon. Along with massive breasts, Lauren’s hair was rapidly grown out, her hips, thighs, and butt sizes were all increased, her waist was slimmed and her height was reduced by a ton.
Even stranger than that, they removed her eyes and replaced them with a pair of bright blue ones. All of those changes and she’s still not entirely sure why they did it, or why she’d been forced to live in some sort of weird underground neighborhood with other girls like herself.
What she did now by now was what The Warden and her minions expected of her. They wanted an obedient little bimbo, one who had no problem following orders and doing anything sexual that may be asked of her.
Luckily for Lauren, the hypnosis sessions and constant mental conditioning they’ve been using on her aren't affecting her that much. She does find it easier now to be obedient and not fight back, but she’s far from a bubbly airhead like some of the other girls who showed up the same day she did.
She did have to pretend to be though since the people here keep a very close watch on the resident's progress and Lauren learned after the first week that they have no problem putting her through twice as much hypnosis daily.
There is a plus side to pretending to be a bimbo though. It caused the people running this place to underestimate her, which meant not only could she make an actual plan to get out of there, but she could put it into action.
Lauren got up like she always did and stood by her door and waited for it to open. Once it opened a guard would come over and inspect her, then once she was cleared, she’d be free to walk around and wait to be called for the testing and training.
Now this part has nearly gotten her caught a few times in the first month. See Lauren had lost her clothing privileges before even moving in here, and the entire time she’d been here, she was not only a sexy thick woman, but she was also completely naked.
Because of that, it was incredibly embarrassing to be checked out daily by some guy who was visibly erect just from being next to her, but after doing it every day for two months, it now barely phases her, though she still prefers to be dressed.
Now Lauren was naked, but she technically was wearing something, that being the pair of diamond earrings they had locked onto her ears, the same one they used to control her by sending shocks through her body.
The shocks could be minor, or severe enough to leave her paralyzed for a bit, and the worst part was Lauren couldn't remove them herself, so she decided it was in her best interest to be good and worry about getting them off after she escaped.
Lauren let the guard inspect her, and she even pretended to flirt with him. He seemed pleased and allowed her to enter the public areas and wait for today's training, which they didn’t bother telling the residents what it would be since they’re all supposed to be brainless bimbos.
Lauren went around and greeted her friends, even hugging them, which was always a bit awkward since all the women here were as thick as her if not thicker, so she was always squishing her breasts into someone else's.
After that Lauren just goes around pretending to be a good girl, all while she scopes the place out and looks for some method of escape. She already managed to steal a set of clothes, which she had stashed in a place where the guards never looked.
The clothes weren't anything fancy, a pair of skinny jeans which seemed to be the right fit, a black turtleneck shirt, and a blue jacket that looked cute, but was definitely too small for her body, but it was not like she needed to zip it up.
Along with the clothes, she also managed to get a day's worth of food. Of course, it wasn’t anything great, mostly nonperishables like crackers and bottled water. It wasn’t much, so she hoped that she couldn’t find someone to help her quickly or else she could end up in a worse situation.
She shook her head and put the thought out of her mind. She couldn’t let thoughts like that get to her, she had to get out of here. Lauren continued to walk around until she found something that she could use to escape.
Lauren ended up finding a large vent that wasn’t padlocked like the rest. It was hidden behind some crates that were strangely never moved. Lauren pulled them forward a bit and clawed inside. She went down a bit until she reached a map of the ventilation system.
Lauren read the map, and she learned that the facility was huge and that the vents ran throughout it. It also had a marked spot for where it vented outside. Lauren knew she could use that to get outside and flee from this place.
Lauren was excited she’d finally get out of there, find help, contact the authorities, and come back for all the other poor women here in the facility. Lauren made her way out of the vent and then covered it back up with the crates and then made her way to her stash to grab it.
Over the next few days, she moved item after item to the vent, one at a time so no one would notice she had anything. She had managed to get everything inside, including some small tools she managed to swipe the day before from some workers.
She wasn’t sure if they’d help her get out, but better to have them and not need them, than to not have them at all. Lauren then stuffed the latch of her door with paper towels so it wouldn't be able to lock tonight.
She’d be able to slide the door open, and since it didn’t lock the alarm wouldn't be set either. Now all she had to do was wait until night when all the guards leave and make her great escape through the vents.
Lauren entered her room, lay on the bed, and pretended to masturbate like she and all the other girls were suddenly required to do every night. The guards came to check on her, watched her a bit too long, then hit the button to close her door.
Just as Lauren had hoped, the door didn’t make the latching noise, which meant it was still unlocked. Lauren waited an hour before sliding the door open a bit to make sure it was dark. Once she knew it was, she opened it enough to get out and then quickly closed it.
She tipped-toed down the stairs and into the main area. Then in the dark, she slowly moved towards where the vent was supposed to be. She went slow so as to not bump into anything and make unnecessary noise.
It took her about fifteen minutes to get to the vent, but she knew she got to it when her hand landed on the crate she’d been moving to access and hide the vent. Lauren was about to pull the crate out of the way and make her escape, but suddenly she felt her body being shocked.
The shocks were stronger than any she’d felt so far, and her body was paralyzed in seconds. Lauren fell down, landing on her back. Once she landed the lights to the room turned on blinding her a bit. When Lauren’s sight came back, she saw The Warden and several of her goons.
The Warden was holding a remote that controls her earrings and she looked super mad. She walked over to Lauren and crouched down. She told Lauren she was impressed she managed to resist so well, but disappointed because that meant she had to be more forceful with her mental conditioning.
The Warden stood up and ordered her guards to take Lauren to the intensive care block. The guards then ran around The Warden, grabbed Lauren by her arms and legs, and lifted her up. As they dragged Lauren out, The Warden said a couple of months in intensive care would break her.
Lauren would have spit in her face had she had the ability to do so, but instead, she was just silently carried off. Lauren was so close to freedom, and this setback wasn’t going to stop her. She wouldn't let them break her, and she’d stay strong and get back here to escape no matter what.