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Thread: Becoming the Perfect Toy (UseAlex and Soft Stroke)

The receptionist was perfectly cheerful, although she looked like she was barely even a freshman at the school. Smiling with blonde hair up in cute, but admittedly unprofessional pigtails. Before even responding, the girl dug out a clip board with some paperwork. Nancy had already applied online and filled in most of her information and had been told to arrive at this time, so it was a surprise to see. Sure, just sign this waver. I guess there's just one more thing to determine who will be chosen. The receptionist shugs and gestures to the side where a few chairs are sitting at the side of the lobby. Three other girls are sitting, two of which are filling out the same waver Nancy was given while the third sits with her hands crossed on her lap having apparently already signed and returned it. They all look just as organized and professional as Nancy does, eager for the same opportunities she is pursuing. Although it is a bit odd for all the subjects to be the same sex. Typically a good spread of representation is key to success in these trials. Four subjects is a pretty small number too. As Nancy read the waver, it made it clear that participation in the trial depended on a brief physical exam that was not mentioned in the online application. There were no specific details, but it wasn't unheard of in this field. A fifth girl entered behind Nancy and had a similar exchange with the receptionist. Finally, after a few minutes, A tall, red haired woman in a lab coat came entered the lobby from a door to the side of the main desk. The receptionist spoke to her, but stumbled over her words. All the volunteers have arrived, Katy- Oh, I mean, Ms. Summers. Thank you Violet. The scientist turned her attention to the five girls in the lobby. Tessa, Skylar, Amanda, Nancy, Emily? As soon as you've signed those wavers, we can begin. Do any of you have any questions?
Thread: Becoming the Perfect Toy (UseAlex and Soft Stroke)

Ms. Summers held a subtle smile on her face to appear reassuring to the young girls entering the test. She couldn't even be 30 years old yet, but she carried herself with an air of authority. It was clear to anyone that observed her closely that she had risen through the scientific ranks quickly. This was even more clear when she spoke. Yes Nancy, we are more than capable of providing this physical exam for you. In fact, because this is a government funded trial, day-of physicals are required on site. They are very routine and boring, but we just have to be certain. If there are no other questions, that is where we will be headed first. Another girl spoke up immediately, The flyer mentioned that volunteers are able to stay on for a full 6 months? That sounds like a great opportunity! I'm definitely- Katy cut her off right there. I appreciate your enthusiasm, Tessa, but why don't you wait until you see what we are researching before committing. Besides, we only need one test subject to stay on for additional testing. The scientist led Nancy and the others through the doorway into the hallways of the laboratory. After they turned a few corners, Katy opened a door into an exam room and directed Nancy to enter first. Once inside, Katy closed the door, leaving her alone with a young clean cut male doctor. He looked up at Nancy and spoke to her without standing up or even saying hello. He had a badge clipped to his white button-up shirt which read 'Visitor'. Go ahead and take off your clothes. This will only take a minute.
Thread: Becoming the Perfect Toy (UseAlex and Soft Stroke)

The doctor clears his throat and speaks to Nancy matter-of-factly. I'm sure Dr. Summers mentioned that this test was government funded and directed. I am the government representative here to ensure all participants meet expectations, hence the visitor badge. I'm sure you understand that I don't carry my credentials with me. If it would make you more comfortable, Dr. Summers may oversee the examination, as well as vouch for my authenticity and professionalism. Otherwise, I would thank you for your interest in the trail. He levels his head at Nancy, waiting for her response, although he doesn't seem particularly concerns one way or the other.
Thread: Becoming the Perfect Toy (UseAlex and Soft Stroke)

Mmhm. The doctor hardly let out more than a grunt in response, but he set to work immediately and his movements were clearly of a practiced healthcare professional. True to their word, it was a perfectly routine examination up until its conclusion. After taking the expected blood pressure readings and so forth, the doctor produced a measuring strip and without a word wrapped it around Nancy's bare stomach to measure her dimensions. Afterword, he didn't hesitate to use it again, measuring around her bust and then finally wrapping it around her thigh, precariously close to Nancy's crotch. Before she could say a word, the measuring strip was tucked away and the examination was finished. Nancy was free to redress and wait for the other girls to finish their own examinations. Another of the group returned to where Nancy was waiting every five minutes or so, until half an hour had passed and four of the five of them were present. Dr. Summers simply stated, Alright, let's go without any word about the girl who apparently didn't make the cut. Katy pushed open a set of swinging double doors and lead the four girls into a large lab room. Counters lined the outer edge of the room, and all manor of scientific measuring and testing equipment sat on them. There were five examination chairs in the room and the girls were separated and instructed to sit in one and a scientist was assigned to each of them while Dr. Summers walked through the room overseeing everything that was happening. Nancy was introduced to Alex, who would be working with her. She looked to be about 23. Probably just recently graduated, much like Nancy. Her blonde hair was tied up into a bun and she seemed a little uneasy about this, almost as if it was her first day. H-hello, Nancy. Are you ready to get started?
Thread: Becoming the Perfect Toy (UseAlex and Soft Stroke)

Okay! First...! Alex stopped and thought for a few moments, trying to remind herself what is first. Finally, she seemed to remember and she picked up a large metal band shaped into a ring. It almost looked like a bracelet, although it was a bit to wide for that. If fitted over Nancy's wrist, it would slip right off. It was incredibly thin, being no more than a quarter of an inch thick, but buttons and lights on the outside revealed that it was an incredibly complex machine. She clicked a button on the device's outer surface and the inside of the ring lit up with a light blue light criss-crossing the hole. We will be testing this nano-weave technology. It's been proven to be perfectly safe, although it has also been shown to cause numbness to the area of skin it is applied to... soooo... Alex sets the device down and lifts up a syringe filled with a light tan fluid and a simple disinfection kit to prepare the skin for the injection. Nancy's careful reading of the waiver would pay off. It stated that a few harmless injections may be necessary as part of the test and that all side effects of the injections would be stated at the time of injection. It'll counteract the numbness. Oh! Uhh, the side effects may include dry mouth, itchiness at the point of injection, and... well... sexual arousal... Alex blushes brightly when saying this final side effect. Is that okay?
Thread: Becoming the Perfect Toy (UseAlex and Soft Stroke)

Alex was genuinely surprised when Nancy demonstrated that she understood what was being tested. Her eyes lit up, realizing that she probably wouldn't have to explain every little thing to Nancy. Y-yes! That's exactly right! She fell silent as she diligently performed the injection. Her hands shook slightly when Katy passed by and lingered to ensure the injection was done correctly, but Alex took a deep breath and steadied herself. The needle slid in perfectly and Katy moved on. Alex put down the syringe, removed her gloves and prepared the device idly as she listened to Nancy and responded. Yeah, I am an intern. I'm sure you could tell. This is my second clinical trial, but the first time I'm working on my own. More responsibilities and all that, haha. She laughs nervously to herself, but she seems to be loosening up, especially in response to Nancy's friendliness. Alex asks her to hold her arm straight out, and demonstrates with her own arm. We'll be applying it just past your elbow. It won't be removed until the end of tomorrow, even after you go home tonight. But I'm sure you knew that already. Anyway, I had the same problem! I was having so much trouble finding a lab to intern with. To be honest, I don't know how I landed this amazing job. I didn't apply. Dr. Summers sought me out. I didn't think I was anything special, but well... Alex takes Nancy's wrist with her off hand, lining the nano-weave ring up like it is a needle and Nancy's arm is going to thread its eye. Hold still, now. She moves the device forward. As Nancy's straight fingers pass through wall of light in the hole, it coats her skin with a nearly unnoticeable layer. As Alex moves it further and further up her forearm, the weave tightly hugs her arm like a second skin. It is cold to the touch, but after the device passes, it warms up immediately to the point where Nancy couldn't even feel it anymore. It is impossibly thin and the only sign of its presence is that her arm is now a light blue. After a few more seconds, this blue fades to a dull grey. Alex slides the device further until it passes Nancy's elbow and then she stops. She presses one more button and the ring shrinks, creating a skin-tight band about a quarter of an inch thick. Strangely, Nancy doesn't feel the slightest bit numb from this process. The injection was less than a minute before, so it doesn't seem reasonable for the counter-numbing effect to have set in so quickly. For the first half hour, Alex just observes Nancy to see if any symptoms present themselves. She doesn't feel any dry mouth or itchiness, but sure enough, she can feel a warmth growing in her womanhood. Looking around the room, it is possible to see the other three girls have had their own nano-weaves put on. Alex seems completely warmed up to Nancy now as they chat while waiting for the next step in the process. So I take it you volunteered for this clinical test hoping to expand your network or find a job? That's a clever idea! I'd certainly be willing to put in a good word...
Thread: Becoming the Perfect Toy (UseAlex and Soft Stroke)

Yeah, I can hardly believe it either! I really wish I could have been involved with its creation, but at least I can help test the technology. It's such a privilege! Alex was absolutely beaming. She was clearly just as passionate about this as Nancy was. Her face dampened slightly. I feel a little bad for you, though, Nancy. You know this test isn't really meant for biomechanics graduates like you. You're not really going to get to experiment with the tech. In the center of the room, Katy clapped her hands to get everyone's attention. It was time for the next step in the test. Alex fetched a few small items and placed them on a tray suspended on an arm of the chair and swung it around in front of Nancy. The items just looked like odds and ends and toddlers' toys. Alongside these items, Alex also brought back what looked like a prototype of a remote control. It had a few buttons and a keyboard, but it had exposed circuitry and wires as well. She inputted some commands and Nancy felt her arm move on its own. The coating of nano-technology lifted up and moved forward, pulling Nancy's arm with it. Her movements were a bit stiff, but her fingers gripped a small wooden cube and placed it into a wooden slot. It works! What does it feel like, Nancy?
Thread: Becoming the Perfect Toy (UseAlex and Soft Stroke)

The next few hours were spent running tests with the arm. Alex diligently took notes, perhaps even more than was expected of her about things unimportant to the test, like Nancy's reactions and the way it felt to be controlled. It was now clear why Alex was apologetic to Nancy. There wasn't much for her to do at all. With Alex controlling her arm, Nancy might as well have been asleep. Alex, on the other hand, was excitedly trying out different techniques and challenges for the remotely controlled appendage. Its manual dexterity was incredible. Her fingers were able to nimbly bend to tie a short string into a knot with only one hand, something Nancy could never do on her own. As the tests went on, it was clear that they were not only testing the nano-technology, but an AI as well. It could be given commands and the suit itself would follow them out without Alex controlling it. The two girls tried out designing simple programs, entering logic puzzles, and even on one occasion Alex would control the arm directly using a joystick, which was an especially surreal feeling. Alex tried to keep Nancy engaged, but she was at work after all. She had to focus and run her assigned experiments, take notes, and run follow up experiments. Finally, as it started to roll into afternoon, the first day of the clinical test was complete. Alex unhooked all the machinery and helped Nancy to her feet. She was to go home with the second skin still on her. You shouldn't have to worry about accidentally damaging it. No more than you have to worry about damaging your arm on a daily basis, at least. Oh, and of course it's all shut down until tomorrow. You don't have to worry about that. Ooooh, Nancy, this was so exciting! Thank you so much for spending the day with me! I felt so much more comfortable with you around. I'll see you tomorrow morning!
Thread: Becoming the Perfect Toy (UseAlex and Soft Stroke)

As Nancy sat on her couch, watching TV and trying to decompress after her day, she was completely unaware of her right arm twitching on its own. Because it felt so naturally like her own arm, it was nearly impossible to notice if something was amiss. The fingers slide to her side, unseen and unfelt. They reach out and with a supernatural fidelity and pinch the fabric of her panties band at the hip. They tear the fabric easily with their strength and then the fingers go limp once again, waiting for Nancy to even notice that her panties are only being held onto her body by gravity. Even when she notices and is left to assume they simply gave out on their own, the arm doesn't do anything. But once she had gone to retrieve a new pair and recovered her modesty, her metal-coated arm came to life once again. This time, it didn't have any subtlety. Nancy watched as her own arm raised up before her eyes, wrenching control away from her. Then it darted to her crotch, slipped inside her panties, and plunged her pointer finger inside to begin stroking her front interior wall as the palm pushed against her clit and began rubbing it. She was, of course, powerless to pull her arm away, but she soon discovered that even using her other hand to try and pry it off her body was useless. The nano-infused arm was impossibly strong, so all of the strength in her body was not even half of what would be needed to stop the one finger from moving in and out against the soft and quickly moistening pink flesh of her G-spot.
Thread: Becoming the Perfect Toy (UseAlex and Soft Stroke)

For a moment, the arm stops, giving Nancy control of herself once again. She was able to achieve a little bit of relief by pulling her hand out of her dripping pussy, but after only a moment, her hand froze in the air in front of her. She was no longer able to control it. For a few agonizing moments, there was nothing she could do except look at her pointer and middle finger together, her liquid pleasure practically dripping off them. Then they moved toward her mouth. Whatever was doing this had to be out to humiliate her, because that was the only thing this accomplished. Her own fingers forced their way into Nancy's mouth, forcing her to suck on her own cum. Again, with the coating so incredibly thin, it felt exactly like sucking on her unaltered fingers. They darted back to her pussy to get coated in more of the intimate fluid and plunged back into her mouth, as if once was simply not enough defilement. With her own pussy juice staining her taste buds, Nancy was in for one more surprise. The hand flew down and then up her own shirt, tearing it open from bottom to top. Her finger gripped her bra right between the cups and pulled it clean off. A moment later, Nancy's arm was groping her left breast, squeezing it and kneading it lustfully and then her fingers came together to tweak her own nipple as it slathered the remaining pussy juice onto her soft boob. Once she had rested from her climax for a minute and been forced to endure a groping, her hand returned down to between her legs as if to finish her off one more time. Her fingers pinched her clit, tweaking it a few times and then suddenly her fingers began to vibrate in a way a human would never be able to. Her metal arm flew to her other wrist, gripping it tightly and manipulating her natural fingers with unstoppable strength. It forced her other two fingers forward and guided them into her pussy before returning to her clit once again to continue the vibrating assault. While the thumb and pointer finger held her clit tightly, the rest of her hand made sure she could not remove her other hand from fingering herself. It refused to leave that position until she had burst one more time, and then finally it dropped limp once again without any sign that it had taken control or that it would do it again.
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Thread: The Price We Pay (Amaranthine & Procyonix)

Aaron drove his car towards his favorite watering hole, he'd had a bad week at work and a fight with his girlfriend Heather. The car was modest, a Ford Fusion in deep red. Nothing special, he really didn't earn enough with supporting a girlfriend and two rents to buy something special. Besides flashy really wasn't his style these days. His college days and his many mistakes had burned the jackass out of him, for the most part at least. College had taught him far more than the common things. He had lost for good the girl he had thought he would marry one day. They had struggled through high school, broken up and yet they couldn't keep their hands off of one another. But in college he lost her for good. That forced him to reevaluate his life. And so he had put his career first, and try to something good for the world. And so he became a public defender. The pay wasn't the best, but sometimes poor people needed an attorney. And he wanted to make sure that they got a fair trial. Many of course were guilty, but not all. When he got a innocent person to avoid jail, he was happy. It made him feel good. Loosening his tie as he arrived at his favorite place, he moved to a table in the corner and ordered himself a light beer and a plate of wings. Looking up he watched the big tv.
Thread: The Price We Pay (Amaranthine & Procyonix)

Small town life - for four years Brianna Channing had left that world behind for one of cities and bright nights and the chaos that was college. She had gone through good times and bad in the end, somehow managed to actually come out the other side with a nursing degree. Considering how often she considered leaving it behind, that alone was a feat. Many times over the last few years she had debated if it was worth it but she was pretty damn pleased with herself for seeing things out no matter how tough it got. However, now she was left in the unknown. Returning to her hometown was a stark change from what she had grown used to and everything that had lured her in when she was young and green was gone. Her friends were gone, split in to several different cities and towns, doing things like pursuing a Masters or going to med school or travelling or all of the things that she wished that she could do. What remained? Bree had spent the last few days setting up a little one bedroom apartment that her father had secured for her just before she returned from school. Boxes and piles littered the place still and with clothes taking up her bed, she had been sleeping on the old couch she had fallen asleep on time and time again back when she was in high school. So much of it was familiar but at the same time everything was different - everything. The brunette drank wine straight from the bottle as Netflix played in the background and she scrolled through her phone, going through her contacts in hopes of finding someone to talk to. It was a Friday, her first one back, and to spend it alone at home would be doing herself a disservice. Not here, had a baby, moved, started doing drugs - there was one reason or another why she passed by each person, but when a familiar name came up she had to hesitate. Aaron - once upon a time the love of her life. Still was? Bree didn't know, all she knew was that things had been complicated and he seemed like a better person than he had been when they were young. She had been open to giving him another chance if the right circumstances came along but they just never did and she was left wondering what could have been still to this day. She was no mistress and wouldn't get involved with someone who already had someone. Of course, they had grown apart since then... by now it must have been six months since the last time that they even talked? For a moment she wondered if she was about to make the right call, but impulse won out and she clicked the call button.