Lottery
Chapter 2
By Mark J. Silva Jr
Vicky lay on the table. Well, it wasn't really a table. It was a framework that held her still. After one of the techs helped her out of her clothing; Vicky stood still, as the framework was painstakingly built around her, and she was bolted into it. Then, afterward, she was laid flat, and the first injections started.
“Miss, these injections are the new wetware you will need. Shortly, you will see and feel things differently,” the tech said as she started shaving the fine hairs off of Vicky's body.
“Has he decided what will happen to me yet?”
“I don't know all the details, but I hear he's leaning towards bunny girls, for both of you,”
Vicky smiled. Mark had always liked the bio-engineered bunny girls. She expected he had chosen it to be their new bodies. Then there was another prick, and her mind buzzed. The first piece of wetware was coming online. Suddenly an icon appeared. It was a pointer and now it marked where Mark stood, some fifty feet away from her. From now on she always know how to find him.
* * * *
Tina opened her eyes and found she was gagged and bolted into a framework, while someone was shaving her public hair off. She tried to move.
“Easy! We need to remove all of the hair,” someone said.
Then the tech's face appeared above hers.
“If you'd just stopped fighting, it would be so much easier.”
A door opened and closed and the tech turned around.
“Madam General,”
“Is she awake yet?” Lisa said.
“Yes, Madam General. She just woke a few moments ago,” the tech said as Lisa came into Tina's view.
“You have been a handful. Listen carefully! You can keep fighting and be lobotomized; or give in, and enjoy what you will become. This is going to happen, no matter what,” Lisa said.
Tina couldn't answer, she couldn't even move her head to nod yes or no. then she felt a hand on her breast as it squeezed her nipple. “I'm going to remove the gag for your answer, but think carefully before giving it.”
The gag was unstrapped, and Lisa smiled as a foot long dildo slid out of Tina's mouth and throat. Tina coughed for a few minutes. God only knew how long she would be breathing through her mouth, once more.
Lisa held the gag in Tina's view and laughed.
“I have to say you impressed me when you took this in one swallow. I know Mark will be surprised to learn you been practicing, just for him. Now, how about your answer?”
Tina looked at Lisa as best she could. Lisa took the dildo and rubbed it on Tina's nipples.
Lisa waited but Tina did nothing but inhale when Lisa rubbed the dildo across Tina's clit and pussy.
“You see, little girl, I have watched as you teased my blue eyed boy this past year. You would leave him frustrated, and then go skipping off. I was surprised when you ordered a dildo similar to this one,” Lisa pushed the head into Tina.
Tina gasped, “Please, don't,”
“Oh, you do speak? What is your answer, then?” Lisa asked as she felt the dildo hit some resistance, “Nice, you're still a virgin.”
“Why?” Tina asked as the dildo slid out of her.
“It's really simple. You see, I want my blue eyed boy to be happy. If that means he is screwing you every night, then that is what it shall be.”
Tina relaxed as the dildo left her body and Lisa returned to her view. “Mark will be in here in a few minutes, should I tell him we have to fix you?”
'Fixed!'
Tina was going to lose, no matter what. She had teased Mark because she knew he would never touch her. But, at the end of this, he would have her no matter what.
“How can a slave own a pet,” she asked curiously.
Lisa smiled, she had been waiting for one of the girls to asked that question.
“Mark is owned, but he is not a slave. What I tell you you can share with the other girl, but with no one else. When I first met Mark, he was being held by this heiress who wanted to dig out his eyes for her own daughter. Mark didn't really do anything wrong besides being born with his eyes. His father had been an old friend of mine, and when his mother called begging for help, I could not stand by. So I did the one thing that could be done to protect him. I bought him,” Lisa said as Tina listened.
“To my surprise, I received his first placement test. His mom knew he was special, but when I read it over, I was shocked. You see, Mark has no wetware. Not one bit at all. He is pure, untouched human. Yet he scored big time in wetware design, wetware programming, and bio-issues solving. So I started grooming him: classes, instructors and even a lover. But then along comes you to upset the balance, teasing my poor boy, and then running off to play with your toys. But that’s not what you need to know. You see, I own the rights to Mark. I own him, but I will not be making him into a slave. No. He will work for me and make me even richer. If anyone disturbs him, and makes my boy unhappy, they will pay the price!”
Tina remembered a bully who had been beating the crap out of Mark. He had threatened to make Mark his bitch, if Mark didn't give him what he wanted, by the next day. That boy vanished. Now Tina suspected she knew why.
* * * *
Vicky giggled, “That tickles!”
Mark smiled, “I do hope you keep enjoying this,” Mark said as he drew on her body with a marker.
Mark was outlining her new fur pattern and Vicky giggled more as she watched him in the mirrors placed around her. As he drew a laser corrected and burned in the line properly. It didn't hurt because of the wetware simply turned off her pain sensors. As he rounded over her left breast Mark finished the outline and she smiled, she made a heart shape the went from between her breasts to her now baby smooth vagina. Then he drew four circles under her breasts.
“What are those for Mark?” Vicky asked as Mark placed dots in the circles.
“Sub-breasts, and nipples. They will be really sensitive, but hidden most of the time.”
“Oh, that sounds like fun,” Vicky said.
Then Mark placed his hand on her pussy, and wiggled a finger inside of her gently, making Vicky moan.
“For two years you told me 'no.' You didn't want to risk having kids, yet. But, soon, I will enjoy all of you!”
“There were many times I had wished you had forced me, but you never did. Soon I will be begging you to screw me, and make me have your kids.”
“Vicky, I'm not having you 'mind fucked.' You will be 'you,' no matter what skin you wear.”
“Mark?” Vicky said.
“What?”
“Do it proper! Let me keep my memories, but make me a proper pet, just like we talked about. I really do want all of that.”
Mark stared at her, “But that was only play,”
Vicky smiled and said, “I love you, too, lug head; but, I really want it all. I want to remember how much I really love you, and I want that feeling a pet has for her owner. I want to cum just from you telling me to. I want to look at you and feel the warmth of your love. And, when you want me to, I want to be that little bitch forced to have your kids.”
Mark leaned down and kissed Vicky on the lips.
“Then you will have all of that, and more,”
Mark stepped away, and the frame work rotated so Vicky was facing the ground and her large tits hung even lower. Mark reached under and cupped each one feeling their weight.
“Just think, you're going from a size 'D' to a triple 'F', then!”
Vicky giggled from the thought of her tits being so big they created their own gravity.
The she felt the marker as Mark drew more outlines.
“Are you doing another heart, back there?”
Mark pinched her ass as he replied, “You bet! And I can't wait till you have a real tail to tickle!”
* * * *
Tina opened her eyes when she felt a hand on her face, gently stroking her. She couldn't say anything when she looked at Mark, as Lisa had shoved that dildo back down her throat. She wanted Mark to remove it, but she also didn't want him to know what was really in her mouth.
“I'm sorry, Tina. I wish there was a choice, but you just wouldn't listen and leave me alone. Since we are now here, I need to know a few things,” Mark said as he reached for the gag and undid the strap.
The dildo slid out, and Mark stared at it. It wasn't new and Tina'd had all of it down her throat like someone who regularly stuck it down there. Mark then looked at Tina.
“I bought it six months ago. It was as close to what I felt was your size,” she said, blushing.
Mark looked at her. “They already planted the wetware, didn't they?”
“Yes,” Tina said.
She was compelled, by the wetware, to tell Mark the truth no matter what it was.
Mark studied her face and his expressions softened.
“I have dreamed of the day I could enjoy your teases. Madam has expressed that you wish to keep your memories. Now, tell me, do you want to or would you rather lose them in your sleep? The life of a pet is supposed to be a happy one, and the memories of these days may make that difficult.”
“I don't want to lose who I was. I loved teasing you, and had imagined that dildo as your cock when I swallowed it, even after it was up my own ass after a long day at school.”
“You had this in you, at school?” Mark asked.
“Yes. I would sit there, pretending I was sitting on your cock, all day long.”
“Now that's a surprise, Tina. I would have never thought you'd do anything like that. But I need to know, do you want to remember?”
Tina looked right into Mark's eyes and smiled as she said, “Yes. I want to remember.”
Mark stood there holding the dildo. Mark placed the dildo on a nearby table, and then pressed a few buttons on the framework around Tina. It shifted to about forty five degrees.
“What are you going to do to me?” Tina asked.
Mark held up a tracking marker. “I am going to outline a fur patten on you and the computer will track and make the mirror image on your left side as I work on the right,”
“Will it hurt?”
“Yes, but your wetware will keep you from noticing the laser as it burns in,” Mark started the outline and Tina could smell the flesh burning but as Mark had said, she didn't feel a thing.
The drawing went on for some time and when Mark flipped her upside down he felt her breast as it held firm to her body. “Tina, I have a choice for you to make, so think before answering. Would you like to keep these perky titties, or have larger ones?”
Then Tina felt Mark draw more on her.
“Mark, what are you planing to do with me?”
“A bunny girl, with a cute heart shape fur patten on your belly and rump,” Mark said as he rubbed her ass cheek.
Tina thought about it, then smiled and said, “I'd like to keep them as they are.”
The frame flipped upward, and Tina found herself looking up at Mark.
“Then you shall. Now, I am done, here. Do you know what happens next?”
“I get switched off while my body changes. When I wake, next, I will be what ever you have decided for me to be.”
* * * *
Mark stepped out of the processing lab and stopped when he notice General Bradly watching him. Mark bowed his head and waited for her. Lisa walked over to Mark and placed her hand under his chin raising his head so his eyes meant hers.
“I told you that you don't have to do that, any more. Are you finished with her?”
“Yes, Madam,”
“It's 'Lisa', Mark, call me Lisa. We have to leave in a few hours. Are you ready for stasis?”
Mark didn't like the idea of cold sleep. But he was being moved to a lab to work. Lisa explained that it had been built, just for him. A full staff, and nine Class seven AI's were all at his beck and call. He was to fix the unfixable, and build the next generation of synthetic AI's.
“Why can't I stay awake for the trip?”
Lisa looked into his eyes and said, “You are not ready for slip-travel, and I am not risking that wonderful mind of yours to make you ready for it. I promise you that one day you can travel, awake, among the stars. Now go strip, so the techs can make you ready.”
Mark paused, and waited for Lisa to let go of his face. Unlike Tina and Vicky, Mark had free will. He could argue and rant and rave. He could say 'no', and fight what Lisa wanted. But, in the end, he would still be drugged and placed in stasis. Lisa would not risk harming his mind, but she wouldn't allow him to be disrespectful, either.
Mark walked down the halls to the room she had pointed out earlier, and entered it. Waiting inside were a few enlisted staff members, and a stasis tech. All four girls smiled at him.
“Mark, please come over here, and we can begin.”
Mark felt like he was lying in a coffin, with the top off, when one of the enlisted girls smiled at him.
“It will be some time until General Bradly can come here and tell you good night; but, if you like, I would be happy to entertain you until then.”
They all knew Mark was General Bradly property. But they also knew she was not interested in males. If Mark had been born a female, Lisa would most likely have had him sleeping in her bed, every night. She wouldn't even let them prepare him for stasis alone. But he was male, and she cared less if he was screwed by every female on the base, as long as his mind was sharp and he was working for her.
The Corporal smiled down at him.
“You won't get in trouble, you know. General Bradly made it very clear that you are to be happy and comfortable.”
Mark liked her eyes as they sparkled. It was 'tech' in her eyes. She'd had some type of enhancement done to her eyes.
“You know I can't feel anything with the neural blockers you drugged me with.”
She smiled at him, “The blockers won't stop you from feeling pleasure. Just from pain and moving while your body freezes solid.”
* * * *
A hand touched Mark's face.
“Time to wake up, blue eyes,” Lisa said.
The bed was warm. Mark could feel two other bodies, one lying on each side of him, but he couldn't see anything.
“What wrong? I can't see!”
“It's okay. It will be a little while before your eyes recover. You've been blindfolded, for now.”
“Did something go wrong?” Mark asked.
“No, no, Mark. It is just that eyes take longer to recover. Your wonderful blue eyes are just fine. When you are ready, I have uniforms for you, on the dresser. I will be up on the bridge, waiting for you.”
“Bridge? I thought I was going to awaken on Onyx?” Mark asked.
“I thought you might like to see your new home, before we landed.”
Mark smiled and replied, “Thank you, Madam,”
“Shush, you! You call me: Lisa,”
“What about Tina and Vicky?” Mark asked.
“Who do you think is keeping you warm? They're just fine, and they are all finished. I have to say, they look so lovely I could eat them up,” Lisa said with a small laugh.
Mark smiled. He knew that could never happen. True, the action could occur; but pets were hardwired to feel pleasure from their owners, only, no matter what. Lisa would be very disappointed in their lack of reaction to her. Besides, Lisa knew all that, herself.
“Miss, these injections are the new wetware you will need. Shortly, you will see and feel things differently,” the tech said as she started shaving the fine hairs off of Vicky's body.
“Has he decided what will happen to me yet?”
“I don't know all the details, but I hear he's leaning towards bunny girls, for both of you,”
Vicky smiled. Mark had always liked the bio-engineered bunny girls. She expected he had chosen it to be their new bodies. Then there was another prick, and her mind buzzed. The first piece of wetware was coming online. Suddenly an icon appeared. It was a pointer and now it marked where Mark stood, some fifty feet away from her. From now on she always know how to find him.
* * * *
Tina opened her eyes and found she was gagged and bolted into a framework, while someone was shaving her public hair off. She tried to move.
“Easy! We need to remove all of the hair,” someone said.
Then the tech's face appeared above hers.
“If you'd just stopped fighting, it would be so much easier.”
A door opened and closed and the tech turned around.
“Madam General,”
“Is she awake yet?” Lisa said.
“Yes, Madam General. She just woke a few moments ago,” the tech said as Lisa came into Tina's view.
“You have been a handful. Listen carefully! You can keep fighting and be lobotomized; or give in, and enjoy what you will become. This is going to happen, no matter what,” Lisa said.
Tina couldn't answer, she couldn't even move her head to nod yes or no. then she felt a hand on her breast as it squeezed her nipple. “I'm going to remove the gag for your answer, but think carefully before giving it.”
The gag was unstrapped, and Lisa smiled as a foot long dildo slid out of Tina's mouth and throat. Tina coughed for a few minutes. God only knew how long she would be breathing through her mouth, once more.
Lisa held the gag in Tina's view and laughed.
“I have to say you impressed me when you took this in one swallow. I know Mark will be surprised to learn you been practicing, just for him. Now, how about your answer?”
Tina looked at Lisa as best she could. Lisa took the dildo and rubbed it on Tina's nipples.
Lisa waited but Tina did nothing but inhale when Lisa rubbed the dildo across Tina's clit and pussy.
“You see, little girl, I have watched as you teased my blue eyed boy this past year. You would leave him frustrated, and then go skipping off. I was surprised when you ordered a dildo similar to this one,” Lisa pushed the head into Tina.
Tina gasped, “Please, don't,”
“Oh, you do speak? What is your answer, then?” Lisa asked as she felt the dildo hit some resistance, “Nice, you're still a virgin.”
“Why?” Tina asked as the dildo slid out of her.
“It's really simple. You see, I want my blue eyed boy to be happy. If that means he is screwing you every night, then that is what it shall be.”
Tina relaxed as the dildo left her body and Lisa returned to her view. “Mark will be in here in a few minutes, should I tell him we have to fix you?”
'Fixed!'
Tina was going to lose, no matter what. She had teased Mark because she knew he would never touch her. But, at the end of this, he would have her no matter what.
“How can a slave own a pet,” she asked curiously.
Lisa smiled, she had been waiting for one of the girls to asked that question.
“Mark is owned, but he is not a slave. What I tell you you can share with the other girl, but with no one else. When I first met Mark, he was being held by this heiress who wanted to dig out his eyes for her own daughter. Mark didn't really do anything wrong besides being born with his eyes. His father had been an old friend of mine, and when his mother called begging for help, I could not stand by. So I did the one thing that could be done to protect him. I bought him,” Lisa said as Tina listened.
“To my surprise, I received his first placement test. His mom knew he was special, but when I read it over, I was shocked. You see, Mark has no wetware. Not one bit at all. He is pure, untouched human. Yet he scored big time in wetware design, wetware programming, and bio-issues solving. So I started grooming him: classes, instructors and even a lover. But then along comes you to upset the balance, teasing my poor boy, and then running off to play with your toys. But that’s not what you need to know. You see, I own the rights to Mark. I own him, but I will not be making him into a slave. No. He will work for me and make me even richer. If anyone disturbs him, and makes my boy unhappy, they will pay the price!”
Tina remembered a bully who had been beating the crap out of Mark. He had threatened to make Mark his bitch, if Mark didn't give him what he wanted, by the next day. That boy vanished. Now Tina suspected she knew why.
* * * *
Vicky giggled, “That tickles!”
Mark smiled, “I do hope you keep enjoying this,” Mark said as he drew on her body with a marker.
Mark was outlining her new fur pattern and Vicky giggled more as she watched him in the mirrors placed around her. As he drew a laser corrected and burned in the line properly. It didn't hurt because of the wetware simply turned off her pain sensors. As he rounded over her left breast Mark finished the outline and she smiled, she made a heart shape the went from between her breasts to her now baby smooth vagina. Then he drew four circles under her breasts.
“What are those for Mark?” Vicky asked as Mark placed dots in the circles.
“Sub-breasts, and nipples. They will be really sensitive, but hidden most of the time.”
“Oh, that sounds like fun,” Vicky said.
Then Mark placed his hand on her pussy, and wiggled a finger inside of her gently, making Vicky moan.
“For two years you told me 'no.' You didn't want to risk having kids, yet. But, soon, I will enjoy all of you!”
“There were many times I had wished you had forced me, but you never did. Soon I will be begging you to screw me, and make me have your kids.”
“Vicky, I'm not having you 'mind fucked.' You will be 'you,' no matter what skin you wear.”
“Mark?” Vicky said.
“What?”
“Do it proper! Let me keep my memories, but make me a proper pet, just like we talked about. I really do want all of that.”
Mark stared at her, “But that was only play,”
Vicky smiled and said, “I love you, too, lug head; but, I really want it all. I want to remember how much I really love you, and I want that feeling a pet has for her owner. I want to cum just from you telling me to. I want to look at you and feel the warmth of your love. And, when you want me to, I want to be that little bitch forced to have your kids.”
Mark leaned down and kissed Vicky on the lips.
“Then you will have all of that, and more,”
Mark stepped away, and the frame work rotated so Vicky was facing the ground and her large tits hung even lower. Mark reached under and cupped each one feeling their weight.
“Just think, you're going from a size 'D' to a triple 'F', then!”
Vicky giggled from the thought of her tits being so big they created their own gravity.
The she felt the marker as Mark drew more outlines.
“Are you doing another heart, back there?”
Mark pinched her ass as he replied, “You bet! And I can't wait till you have a real tail to tickle!”
* * * *
Tina opened her eyes when she felt a hand on her face, gently stroking her. She couldn't say anything when she looked at Mark, as Lisa had shoved that dildo back down her throat. She wanted Mark to remove it, but she also didn't want him to know what was really in her mouth.
“I'm sorry, Tina. I wish there was a choice, but you just wouldn't listen and leave me alone. Since we are now here, I need to know a few things,” Mark said as he reached for the gag and undid the strap.
The dildo slid out, and Mark stared at it. It wasn't new and Tina'd had all of it down her throat like someone who regularly stuck it down there. Mark then looked at Tina.
“I bought it six months ago. It was as close to what I felt was your size,” she said, blushing.
Mark looked at her. “They already planted the wetware, didn't they?”
“Yes,” Tina said.
She was compelled, by the wetware, to tell Mark the truth no matter what it was.
Mark studied her face and his expressions softened.
“I have dreamed of the day I could enjoy your teases. Madam has expressed that you wish to keep your memories. Now, tell me, do you want to or would you rather lose them in your sleep? The life of a pet is supposed to be a happy one, and the memories of these days may make that difficult.”
“I don't want to lose who I was. I loved teasing you, and had imagined that dildo as your cock when I swallowed it, even after it was up my own ass after a long day at school.”
“You had this in you, at school?” Mark asked.
“Yes. I would sit there, pretending I was sitting on your cock, all day long.”
“Now that's a surprise, Tina. I would have never thought you'd do anything like that. But I need to know, do you want to remember?”
Tina looked right into Mark's eyes and smiled as she said, “Yes. I want to remember.”
Mark stood there holding the dildo. Mark placed the dildo on a nearby table, and then pressed a few buttons on the framework around Tina. It shifted to about forty five degrees.
“What are you going to do to me?” Tina asked.
Mark held up a tracking marker. “I am going to outline a fur patten on you and the computer will track and make the mirror image on your left side as I work on the right,”
“Will it hurt?”
“Yes, but your wetware will keep you from noticing the laser as it burns in,” Mark started the outline and Tina could smell the flesh burning but as Mark had said, she didn't feel a thing.
The drawing went on for some time and when Mark flipped her upside down he felt her breast as it held firm to her body. “Tina, I have a choice for you to make, so think before answering. Would you like to keep these perky titties, or have larger ones?”
Then Tina felt Mark draw more on her.
“Mark, what are you planing to do with me?”
“A bunny girl, with a cute heart shape fur patten on your belly and rump,” Mark said as he rubbed her ass cheek.
Tina thought about it, then smiled and said, “I'd like to keep them as they are.”
The frame flipped upward, and Tina found herself looking up at Mark.
“Then you shall. Now, I am done, here. Do you know what happens next?”
“I get switched off while my body changes. When I wake, next, I will be what ever you have decided for me to be.”
* * * *
Mark stepped out of the processing lab and stopped when he notice General Bradly watching him. Mark bowed his head and waited for her. Lisa walked over to Mark and placed her hand under his chin raising his head so his eyes meant hers.
“I told you that you don't have to do that, any more. Are you finished with her?”
“Yes, Madam,”
“It's 'Lisa', Mark, call me Lisa. We have to leave in a few hours. Are you ready for stasis?”
Mark didn't like the idea of cold sleep. But he was being moved to a lab to work. Lisa explained that it had been built, just for him. A full staff, and nine Class seven AI's were all at his beck and call. He was to fix the unfixable, and build the next generation of synthetic AI's.
“Why can't I stay awake for the trip?”
Lisa looked into his eyes and said, “You are not ready for slip-travel, and I am not risking that wonderful mind of yours to make you ready for it. I promise you that one day you can travel, awake, among the stars. Now go strip, so the techs can make you ready.”
Mark paused, and waited for Lisa to let go of his face. Unlike Tina and Vicky, Mark had free will. He could argue and rant and rave. He could say 'no', and fight what Lisa wanted. But, in the end, he would still be drugged and placed in stasis. Lisa would not risk harming his mind, but she wouldn't allow him to be disrespectful, either.
Mark walked down the halls to the room she had pointed out earlier, and entered it. Waiting inside were a few enlisted staff members, and a stasis tech. All four girls smiled at him.
“Mark, please come over here, and we can begin.”
Mark felt like he was lying in a coffin, with the top off, when one of the enlisted girls smiled at him.
“It will be some time until General Bradly can come here and tell you good night; but, if you like, I would be happy to entertain you until then.”
They all knew Mark was General Bradly property. But they also knew she was not interested in males. If Mark had been born a female, Lisa would most likely have had him sleeping in her bed, every night. She wouldn't even let them prepare him for stasis alone. But he was male, and she cared less if he was screwed by every female on the base, as long as his mind was sharp and he was working for her.
The Corporal smiled down at him.
“You won't get in trouble, you know. General Bradly made it very clear that you are to be happy and comfortable.”
Mark liked her eyes as they sparkled. It was 'tech' in her eyes. She'd had some type of enhancement done to her eyes.
“You know I can't feel anything with the neural blockers you drugged me with.”
She smiled at him, “The blockers won't stop you from feeling pleasure. Just from pain and moving while your body freezes solid.”
* * * *
A hand touched Mark's face.
“Time to wake up, blue eyes,” Lisa said.
The bed was warm. Mark could feel two other bodies, one lying on each side of him, but he couldn't see anything.
“What wrong? I can't see!”
“It's okay. It will be a little while before your eyes recover. You've been blindfolded, for now.”
“Did something go wrong?” Mark asked.
“No, no, Mark. It is just that eyes take longer to recover. Your wonderful blue eyes are just fine. When you are ready, I have uniforms for you, on the dresser. I will be up on the bridge, waiting for you.”
“Bridge? I thought I was going to awaken on Onyx?” Mark asked.
“I thought you might like to see your new home, before we landed.”
Mark smiled and replied, “Thank you, Madam,”
“Shush, you! You call me: Lisa,”
“What about Tina and Vicky?” Mark asked.
“Who do you think is keeping you warm? They're just fine, and they are all finished. I have to say, they look so lovely I could eat them up,” Lisa said with a small laugh.
Mark smiled. He knew that could never happen. True, the action could occur; but pets were hardwired to feel pleasure from their owners, only, no matter what. Lisa would be very disappointed in their lack of reaction to her. Besides, Lisa knew all that, herself.