Christi Snell tapped her chin in contemplation. There were plenty of ways to permanently install Carl into her office.
By permanent she did mean permanent. She had the science department wrapped around her little finger. They had done things for her in the past and they would do more things for her in the future. She could turn Carl into a human punching bag. It would involve removing his arms and then pouring his legs up to knee's in cement. She could install a catheter and a secondary tube for solid wastes. He would be fed intravenously and be there for her 24/7. Anytime she was stressed she would go into the back room and punch, kick and slap him to her hearts content. Though with Christi's temper he probably wouldn't even last a year...
Of course that was only one option. She could install him as her chair. Curl his body into a ball, install the plumping and only leave his head exposed. His body would carry her full weight and she would rest on top of his face while doing paperwork or talking on the phone. That was nice since she could make him get her off at times too.
Yet another option was to seal him into the floor itself. There she could use his face as a foot rest. Make him lick her feet each and every day.
And then finally she could just install him as her human toilet. Having to take her piss and shit. On that kind of diet he would waste away but... that was half the fun, seeing her victim slowly starve.
Yes Christi Snell was a sick monster. What was she going to do to Carl?
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