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Laura orgasmed again and again to these images, and by the time the round of conditioning was done she would forever after have trouble remembering her species, often identifying herself as "cow" or "bitch" when questioned. The next round taught her to love her abusers. Videos followed a variety of men, and some women, through their days. When the men degraded or hurt women, a vibrator would buzz happily in Laura's cunt. When they were particularly vicious to a women or raped her, Amy would inject endorphins directly into Laura's breast. When they were nice or respectful to women, though, Laura's cunt would be electroshocked. Laura came to associate a feeling of deep happiness with looking at men who treated women like shit, and become uneasy and nervous around ones who respected her or tried to make her happy. It was during these sessions that she realized her deep romantic love for Alistair, and for Roy, and for Daniel, and for all the other men who had treated her like the cumdump she was. The thought that she was less than completely pleasing to these men began to make her upset, and she would sometimes cry at the thought she had been less than perfectly satisfying to rape and abuse. After that, the conditioning moved on to suppressing her complex thoughts and making her a good little giggly bimbo. She was given workbooks full of problems to solve. When the problems involved math, or abstract thought, or memory, she would receive little shocks doggystyle constantly to her cunt as she worked. But the workbooks also contained other Hardcore problems like "think of 10 degrading names for your fuckbags" or "list things that a man would enjoy doing to you that would make you cry" or "write 'I am a dumb little lesbo slut' 15 times", and when she worked on these the vibrator pleasured her pussy. Amy encouraged her to make a stupid little giggling sound whenever the vibrator started to operate, and Laura found to her delight the correct pitch and brainlessness of giggle would make the vibrator buzz blowjob even harder. She soon found that thoughts that reinforced her stupidity and degradation made her happy, while trying to think about practical problems ("man thoughts", she found herself thinking) made her scared and nervous. More and more often in her daily life she found herself responding to being patronized or degraded with that happy little bimbo giggle, and, expecting a resulting pleasure in her pussy and usually not receiving one, blonde she would increasingly follow up her own laughter by putting her hand between her legs and massing her twat to give her that little shot of sexual pleasure. Being a dumb bimbo meant being sexually happy; being sexually happy meant being a dumb bimbo. Her IQ had been declining anyway ever since she'd been moved to the "always aroused" regime. Now there was a pretty, confused, vacant look in her eyes all the time, the look of a fucktoy waiting contentedly for her next raping. And yet always inside some part of the original Laura remained, hating the big-titted decoration she had become, humiliated and degraded by her every action now. Amy helped Laura with a homework exercise in this period. 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