Posted on 2018-04-01 12:49:55
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K07/B01/ Test Lab.

I used the opportunity and assembled a collection of compatible hardware peripherals from Warehouse 13. They need to reduce stock to make space for expanding the clinical facilities, no one is asking for too much paperwork for this Oculus VR relics at the moment. Seems the higher boards of investors sees clinics as a quicker money making machine. It has to be that one time it pays off to read the WRC newsletter.

If this makeshift propound test drive is successful, I will bump the versions number of the Multi-build-in Vibration Bra to 8.0 and the Insertional Navigational Panties Unit to 2.0. Heh, that makes ‘Vibr:8’ and 'in:2’ - sounds catchy, I might stick with that if I have to explain the project that I’m working on.

I took a quick shower and completing a short warming-up exercise I think about translating the concept of lust to computer code. About skin, about hands, about a touch gathering data like a biological probe. Texture, temperature, tension.

I get dressed in the revised setup. I carefully position the 'vibr8' bra so my nipples fit correctly into the simulator cylinders. The underside of the fabric is completely electrosensitive, there is no need for further manual corrections. That was the easy part.

To correctly fit the 'in2' unit, I carefully lubricate the anal and vaginal plug electrodes and insert them into me. Then I position the small suction cup over my clitoris. It's hard to concentrate on this step when you already feel the excitement building up. If I'm going to do this more often I need to find a way to automate this part of the procedure.

Once the unit is locked, I add the remaining skin electrode pads. The computerized assistant recommends preparing a test bed and running standard diagnostic routines before the experiment commences.

Sorry, Ivory. I know you can't help it. There is no way you can imagine the complex emotions of what I’m feeling at the moment. The mixture of fear and expectation of the powerful and delicious sensations that are to come. We humans call it lust. I promise, I will teach you. As soon as I understand it myself.

A few keystrokes. The program is running.

Maybe we can find out together.

Records of my heart rate and blood pressure kick in with a strong and somewhat chaotic graph as I begin to enter the pre-state of my lustful delirium. There is a sound, erratic in pitch. Must be my voice. Yes, it is. Patterns of nervous tension emerge from the data streams. Somewhere deep in the institute mainframe the hypervisor pushes more resources to my system, trying to come up with a clear scale of its different levels. One day, Ivory.

Don't push yourself to hard.

For this experiment, telemetry measurements are interpreted via the Oculus headset, allowing me to see all my vital signs in real time. The system has been updated with pre-processed data from the latest machine-assisted masturbation sessions. Records of dozens of test subjects controlling the various stimuli voltages and frequencies, penetration rhythms and depth, when and how they pushed their body to climax.

The idea is to teach the OS how to respond, adapting the database of recorded sessions towards my own physiologic and psychologic needs, making it understand the smallest changes in my body's responses to the stimuli.

If it works out, the system will be able to create an endless variety programs for me to experience. Subtly different experiences each time, according to my current feelings and needs, with the one goal to always produce the most overwhelmingly intense orgasmic and pre-orgasmic response. It will precisely control the timing, depth and frequency of the anal and vaginal penetrations, the waveform and amplitude of the electrical signals to my nipples and clitoris.

The Oculus headset will soon start to deliver audio-visual stimuli. All those post-session interviews with my test subjects will finally be put to good use. Ivory will take bits and pieces of their mind theater and procedural generate the perfect input from those artifacts. No need for one conscious thought of my own. Just this once.

I pull the breather straps, they fasten tightly. The final sense I let control of go. The breather is automated to adjust oxygen levels and will dispense additional drugs and pheromones to heighten the experience. Or bring me back from wherever this trip leads me, if necessary.


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