The four women, Claire Dawkins, Denise Curia, Margo Lane, and Khia Gladstone found themselves in some sort of mad-science nightmare. Trapped in pods encircling a large throbbing machine, the girls were paralyzed a thick coating of some unknown slime being pumped into each of their chambers. The numbing pins and needless when one's foot is asleep was the common sensation washing over every inch of each of their bodies. They couldn't scream or fight back. They could barely move save for the uncontrolled shuddered and convulsions to which they were subject. With such sensory overload, the women had no idea when the congealing mist stopped spraying or that it was now thickening into a clear rubbery shell over their bodies. Nor did they even notice the machine lowering a metal cap bristling with leads and electrodes onto their heads. A clear oval face shield came down and clamped onto the cap and as it did so the cap contracted onto each of the women, the needlelike electrodes sinking into scalp and neck. Each girl gave a quick jerk as the connection was made and then they were all rock-steady and unfeeling, their eyes staring without seeing, the expression on each lovely face neutral and without emotion.
With a hiss, the canopy doors opened as one around the machine. A moment later as one, each of the girls stepped out of their chamber. Denise stood there in front of her pod as Khia, Margo, and Claire walked around to join her where all four stood in a line as if at attention. The men who had forced them into the machine now checked the connections on each woman's control cap and made sure certain settings were verified and engaged.
"Wrapping process complete, and all interfaces are engaged." confirmed one of the men to the others as he checked a readout on the main machine. Like living dolls in shiny plastic, the four beauties stood there oblivious to their own enslavement. One of the men turned to them and spoke."
"Miss Black is waiting for you outside. Exit the building using the door to the right and go to her. Now." he commanded. Denise, Claire, Margo and Khia with thoughts only of compliance turned as one and did as they were told....