Stimul-Dose
/For an integrated experience, the author suggests listening to: ‘Saeglopur’ by Sigur Ros whilst reading (the author claims no ownership, copyright or control of this song)
R18 + content warning:
sexually explicit scenes, graphic language, drug use.
With a coy smile she bit her bottom lip, “I’m nervous, it is my first time you know?”
Blushing a little, she went on, “Well my first time since … changing.”
Smiling, he pulled her in close, causing her hands to fall upon his bare chest. He felt strong and defined. She pulled away slightly and with one finger, traced the lines of his tattoos down towards his abdomen, rising and falling with the contours of his muscles. His smell was as intoxicating as it was subtle.
She knew he didn’t really smell like that, or, for that matter, possess that body. She knew that at some level, it was all just a beautiful illusion, conjured by the connection formed between their combined software. Something to do with neuro transmissions, projection overlays, and schema reconstruction.
But those details that seemed so important prior to the transition, the ones she agonised over, were now completely mute. The Integration specialist had told her as much.
“Once you Integrate, you will see just how irrelevant those questions are. You don’t yet know what you are capable of experiencing …”
Regardless, it went both ways. Her body was now more youthful, or at least it appeared to be, she wasn’t quite sure anymore. It was smaller in some places, and larger in others. She wasn’t ‘perfect’, but that was how it was supposed to be.
“True beauty lies in perfect imperfection”, the Integration Specialist had explained. “No matter what we try, we can’t escape the ‘uncanny valley’ phenomena. Originally, Integrates were rejecting their ocular implants and damaging their neuronal connections. The illusion was broken. That was until we programmed imperfection into the software.”
She nodded, although she didn’t quite follow.
“This is what you look like now.”
The specialist pulled up a projection of her Natural image. It stood nude in front of her, rotating slowly. Catching its eyes with her own, she noticed that they seemed to be coloured somewhere between a dull grey and a light blue. She was slightly overweight, not too much, but more than she would like. Her hair was flat and dull, but neatly styled. Her once youthful and firm breasts were starting to droop, and she noticed the beginnings of cellulite forming on her bottom and the back of her legs.
“Ok, enough!” She looked away, blushing.
He fiddled with some controls causing a new image to appear. She gasped. It was her, but not really her. The image projected was like something out of a dream.
“This is you, with no flaws. This is perfection.”
“She’s so… I’m… stunning”, she gasped. “That’s amazing. Oh my God, look at my body, I’m flawless!”
“Look a little closer.”
She did. Settling her gaze on the projection’s face, she started to feel uneasy. The eyes, a deep blue, glared with otherworldly intensity. Its cheekbones were high and pronounced, giving its face the impression of forcefulness.
“Something’s wrong. I … I’m not quite sure what, but something’s just off somehow.” She frowned, asking in a soft voice, “But she’s… I mean, I’m perfect, I can clearly see that. So what’s wrong?”
“The problem is that no real human is ever perfect. At our core, we expect a certain level of imperfection. In fact, evolution demanded it. Imperfections in a potential mate suggest that their possible offspring will acquire genetic diversity, thus optimising it for survival.”
The specialist fiddled with the display and continued. “Eventually, we will develop the technology to remove that flaw in our evolution, but we are not quite there yet. Although once we have it, we expect the upgrade will roll out globally.”
He paused, and with a knowing smile, he asked her, “Are you ready to see what you could look like once you Integrate? Remember, this is just one possible avatar that could suit your bio-structure, and you can switch between them at any time, just think and accept.”
She immediately breathed an accepting sigh. The body of the new projected image was practically unchanged, yet its face now felt warmer, more welcoming.
Its eyes were blue, speckled with gold, like sand against an ocean break. This was contrasted against the larger, heavier set eyebrows and the slight upturn of its nose at its peak. The Makeup Overlay complemented the look. Her lips were a couple of shades redder than normal, and were also slightly poutier. When the projection smiled, she noticed that its teeth, whilst straight and white, were not completely uniform.
“I love it” she whispered. “When can I begin the transformation?”
…
Despite having been Integrated for some time now, she was still nervous about taking this next step with her man.
“Can’t we just do it Naturally again? I am not sure if I am ready for this.”
He kissed her softly and placed a tablet in her hand. A Stimul-Dose. Planning ahead, he had preloaded it, selecting ‘Sensuality for Him & Her’.
“We pop them together okay?”
Her eyes popped open the instant the pill hit her tongue. Her pupils rapidly dilated. It tasted sweet. It tasted wet. It tasted like him.
This wasn’t her first Stimul-Dose, so she somewhat knew what to expect. But it was her first ‘Sensuality Dose’, and as such, its drop took her somewhat by surprise.
It dissolved quickly and acted fast. Her nervousness was instantly abated and moments later she was calm, progressing rapidly through joy and into happiness. She started giggling.
“What’s wrong?”
“Nothing … I just didn’t think it would impact me so quick … I want to … I …” Then she was gone, her body collapsing onto the bed.
Her consciousness adrift with a flow of lights, colours, tastes, textures, and sounds. Pleasure pulsated throughout her whole being. Moving through her. She couldn’t quite place where it originated from or where it ended. She felt expanded. No longer a single body but connected to something larger.
She had never felt so completely whole before.
She was both inside of herself and looking at herself, the image that the Dose projected that is. She saw multiple versions of him, kissing multiple versions of her. Thousands of hands stroking thousands of legs. All in unison, yet all acting independently. Some were kissing, others biting. Some were moving slowly, others with animalistic passion.
By focusing on a particular paring, she was able to enter that little universe.
She entered them all. She felt them all and then felt them all again.
Inside her mind, within the Stimul-Dose, her inhibitions were gone. Whatever part of her that held her back in waking life no longer had a vote.
She drew her attention onto his form now. Just watching his many hands, his many tongues, and his many muscles. She wondered what it was like for him, to be touching her, and what it was like for him to be inside of her.
She did not have to wonder for long, the Dose took her deeper. For a few moments the transition left her feeling dazed and disconnected, but these feelings quickly passed.
She felt like she was inside of his mind. Looking through his eyes, touching her body through his hands. She flexed his muscles, trying out his body as if it was her own. In that moment, it was her own. She felt himself inside of her.
Through his eyes she looked at her naked form. Rather than feeling a disconnect, she instead felt lust. His lust for her. Primal.
She took herself, however his body wanted to take her. Thousands of hands caressed thousands of her breasts. She bit, stroked, and pulled at herself. She tasted herself with his tongue. All of his tongues. It felt as if reality itself was reaching a climax.
Then the feeling of disconnect returned, but once again it was only temporary.
She was now both of them. The act of love itself. The kisser and the kissed, the giver and the receiver. She was no longer a ‘she’, she became a ‘we’. Virgin pleasure. Pure ecstasy. Unadulterated sensory experience.
Then, as quickly as it started, it was over. Awaking simultaneously, she looked over to her man, and he looked over to her. They shared a soft slow kiss.
He now appeared significantly taller than he was earlier. His body was just as chiselled but was now unblemished by the work of the tattooist’s gun. His hair and complexion had also undergone some significant changes, now appearing darker than before.
“That … that was out of this world,” she said, catching her breath. “You look great by the way.”
Smiling widely, he held out two more pills, “the best part is, it only gets better each time you Dose. You accept it more thoroughly. Less feelings of disconnect. Complete immersion.”
“You sound like one of those salespeople.”
He chuckled with mock sarcasm, “Still, they are not wrong though are they?”
Winking once more, he held his open hand up to her, revelling another small Stimul-Dose. Smiling, she grabbed the pill and swallowed.
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