Day 1 – My Sister
I’m at the top of my class. Surely there must be some way to train someone’s brain the way we want.
I called for my sister, and when she walked in, rang the bell (unconditioned stimulus). After an embarrassing, failed attempt, she started calling for my mom, and I panicked.
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A Robot Family
Growing up, I had trouble fitting in with my family. Of course, there were some things that were different. I took out my remote control and hit the cleaning mode, “Cleaning mode activated.” Mombot grabbed the swiffer to mop, and I told Sisterbot to grab the rags.
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Programming Perfection: My StepSon Deserves The Best
BellaBot was obedient, replying, “Yes, Master” after every command. I continued to instruct and supervise her, but saw something my StepSon might question. Her slow, jagged movements were obvious, and I didn’t want my StepSon to suspect a thing. I had a new task for her; I wanted her to mimic my human-like movements. The way I moved my arms, my legs, even my hips–she needed to really sell herself to my boy.
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Training My Stepmom and Stepsister
Their heads stayed down, eyes closed, and they remained lifeless until I activated them. Once I did, they lifted their heads, opened their eyes, stared straight ahead, and waited for my command. I made Stepmom face me, and get down on her knees, and then called for my stepsister. She responded with a “Yes, Master,” and proceeded to do the same.