- All clear, - muttered Aster. - Only one letter and that must be it.
During the last three years of his work for the government, a special courier or telephone was always used for communication. But when the letter arrived by regular mail, he realized that the three-year project ended in nothing.
"Dear Mr. Henderson!
With great regret, I have to inform you that your proposals for the refinement and improvement of the device were discussed by us and rejected. Due to budget cuts, our department does not have sufficient funds to support all projects. I will personally keep all the information about this case and if the situation changes, we can continue to work on creating a device that is certainly useful to society. I want to express my personal gratitude to you for the efforts made in this direction. An official notice will be sent to you shortly along with your fee.
Sincerely yours, General G.F."
He turned off the terminal. Doodles. Idiots. They not only failed the demonstration, but also sent a message by regular mail. Strangely, he didn't get angry. He had a good time working on the project, making good money and leading a moderately stressful personal life. His time was devoted to endless testing, modifications and experiments with the Device. It's not his fault that the government people who came for the test were so dumb that they couldn't use it. On top of that, one of the project managers received a copy of the letter and sent it to Ann for moral support.
Silly. He didn't want to be supported. Ann stood by and Astaire tried to focus on what she was saying.
- Like this. Ann wasted no time. - What does not work?
"Pretty support" - thought Astaire. He responded in such a tone as if he had just lost his best friend...
- Everything works great. The device just doesn't work for everyone. All the people in the government were so skeptical and so stupid that it didn't have the slightest opportunity to work.
Ann kept asking questions as if she had a list...
- Does it work for you?
- Yes. And for most people too.
"Oh-oh-oh," it sounded like she didn't have any questions left. - Sorry. I have never been interested in our experiments.
Astaire turned around and took the Device.
"Sit down," he said, pointing to a chair across from him. - It's just a thought amplifier. He reads your thoughts and relays them so that they become clearer and clearer. But the main difference is that these thoughts can be transmitted over a distance of several feet. Want to try?
Ann nodded silently and Astaire began his much-rehearsed pre-demonstration speech, explaining what was going to happen and introducing some precautions in case something went wrong.
"Put your fingers here," he said, pointing to the small metal ring at the top of the Device, holding it in his lap. Ann touched. - This will allow the Device to tune in to you (he hated these simplifications so much!) ... according to the long wave, so practice. You already know what the Device does, so it's easier to show you its capabilities than to explain it. All you need to know... this box cannot reproduce itself in your mind in the same color. This is a completely safe device, which I ruined for almost nine months. If I try to fool you into thinking that the demo is over, you will notice that the color of the device will turn red instead of blue and you will not be able to see it otherwise. There's a timer upstairs, so the demo will end... (he set the timer) in ten minutes. This is another precaution, in case I can't turn it off, the device will also turn off in case you feel that something is bothering you, so relax and don't be afraid. - He did not offer, as usual, to visit the rest room first. - The last nuance is the pain that you cannot feel, no matter what happens to you. Knowing that the Device is working, you can stab yourself with a knife and feel only a moment of discomfort. And of course you can't hurt yourself. It seems to me that this will prevent the use of the Torture Device. Now just relax and clear your mind of thoughts.
Astaire looked at Ann. She closed her eyes. He cast a quick furtive glance at her feet and the place where they were destined by nature to join. "And why doesn't she like techies? Oh well. Let's go." He leaned back and pressed the button to start the demonstration, then placed the Device in his lap.
He opened his eyes.
- Ann?
She silently opened her eyes. The box was red, not white. Incredible! Nothing happened yet, and she was already looking at the red sphere sitting in front of him. But no, the box is blue and her eyes are closed. It just APPEARS. She moved her hands. Move. Fingers too.
“Anyone can do it,” Aster laughed. - So far everything is going well. Do you think your fingers move? Not! They don't move in the real world. But now they are doing it.
- Incredible. And did you do it?
- Yes, - Astaire smiled, - It took three years. But you haven't seen anything yet.
They got up. As soon as they were on their feet, the walls and ceiling disappeared, revealing trees, sky, clouds. They were outside the building. Five minutes ago it was 41 degrees Fahrenheit outside, and now it was warm - somewhere around 70.
- How did it happen?
- Just. I figured the walls would disappear and they were gone before I even imagined it. The device reads my thoughts and creates the illusion that everything is happening in reality. It all became simple after I learned the basic provisions of the theory. Look, I didn't miss anything from the environment?
Ann looked around her and nodded.
"It's not really like that," Astaire continued. As far as we know, none of this really exists. But all these images are projected directly from our imagination. Most of them that we hear, see, smell, touch and taste are analogues retrieved from memory. The person participating in the experiment sees this for the first time. But the person holding the box has a huge advantage. Look, - a small metal device appeared in front of them with an indicator on it. - The indicator is still empty. The instrument will now display certain characters. But they are not yet visible, since I have not yet decided what they will be. Would you like to see what it displays?
Ann leaned over the instrument. Aster turned away. It was noon. Some birds flew very close to them. Something was clearly missing.
“9601 is the last four digits of my phone number,” Ann said in surprise. - How did it happen?
- You just wanted to see it there, or the Device decided that these are the most appropriate symbols for this case. I don't know your phone number, and I couldn't write it down there. Truth?
Ann nodded. At the same time, the number on the indicator changed to 2066 - Aster's working number.
- You can create everything directly with your imagination, - Aster explained, - but if you break the rules, the Device will turn off and we will return to the real world. The whole problem in the tests was that people did not have enough imagination (weak imagination, if that's clearer) to make the device work. They only saw how the Device changed its color, but could not concentrate on the signals from the Device, which said that even THAT was not happening. Again, how would they know? Maybe it's not all right. It will take years of research. OK. Go!
Ann turned around to find that Astaire had a pair of superb feathered wings. It was his favorite pastime, which he invented after weeks of trial and error. He approached Ann from behind and hugged her. His hands lay just below her breasts. She was very light, as he decided that it would be. She did not express displeasure. Aster jumped up.
It was too sudden for Ann, who felt a sudden surge of adrenaline in her blood. They were already fifty feet above the ground, heading toward the center of the city, flying over the trees. Aster rose up here with a few strong beats of his wings.
- Are you nervous? - he asked.
"I'm fine," came the reply. No one else he took with him on such a journey behaved so calmly.
Astaire rose a little higher, then slowly lowered himself down and again began to gain height in circles like a bird.
The view was breathtaking as was the feeling.
- Are you afraid of heights? - Astaire remembered the Device that destroys such fears, but decided to play it safe. Ann didn't answer.
With nothing to lose but Ann's opinion of himself, Astaire did what he'd wanted to try for a long time - he let her go. Ann screamed, flew down a few feet and froze in the air at his command. She couldn't stop herself because she didn't know how to do it.
Ann was neither offended nor angry. She looked down at the city below and leaned down to try what was keeping her from falling. People have always needed some time to understand that real laws do not work here.
- It's like on the rides - trembling without the danger of breaking to death.
Ann smiled. - It became a sign for Astaire to continue in the same spirit. In this fantasy world, it was boring with those who are not able to fantasize and imagine, and Ann seemed to have already begun.
“Take my hand,” he said. - I think you'll like it. She obeyed. Asta's wings are gone. In a moment, they began to fall from a thousand feet (they weren't so high just a second ago) onto the city. Astaire looked straight at Ann. She looked at him. It worked! She trusted him enough to take her eyes off the approaching ground. He couldn't stop this moment. Even here.
- I'm impressed, Ann. You are something more than I thought before. Congratulations.
He held her tightly to him. She hugged him and looked down. A moment before they hit the ground, a large pool of water appeared below them, and they plopped painlessly but noisily into the water. Ann, who had thrown Astaire as he fell into the water, swam up to him and hugged him again. He liked the feel of her body as she pressed against him.
- Can we repeat this? she asked. - Not a fall, but a flight? I want to try it myself. Aster nodded. A second later they were in the air again and Ann imagined herself a beautiful orange plumage. Astaire followed Ann as she headed towards the company building, flying low through the trees and squealing with delight.
"I want to try to land," she said. - Will you go first?
Aster nodded and moved closer to her, heading for the rooftop of the office center... In the next moment, he was sitting on a chair with a blue box on his lap.
"Timer... no, there's still time, it must be," he glanced towards the door. His superior was entering the room, and the noise caused the Device to shut down.
- Good evening. Close the lab when you leave, OK?
Astaire and Ann nodded, Operations said goodbye and headed for the door. As he closed the door, Asta turned to Ein and said...
- Something like this always happens... True, there are only 30 seconds left.
- It seemed to me that all this lasted more than 4.5 minutes! Ann muttered.
- It always seems longer, - agreed Astaire - It's impossible to check, right? Imaginary clocks go as fast as you imagine. Everything else is accelerating too... That's what people usually think.
Surprisingly, even though it was a few minutes past five, Anne was not going to leave, as he expected. Had she decided to spend the evening with him? Maybe her opinion about techies has changed a bit?
- Can we try again? Everyone has already left, and I felt so good with you ...
- Of course, I'm not in a hurry today. - Astaire was slightly dumbfounded by her words "it's good with you." He started fiddling with the timer again when Ann interrupted him.
- May I now? You already did it and...
Asta nodded and handed her the Device...
- This time we'll set the timer for a longer time, maybe ten minutes and...
Ann didn't need an explanation. She set the timer for four hours and sat down on a chair. The device immediately turned red. Aster got up and saw that the timer was set to 4...00, not 0...10.
- Are you...
- I don't want to interrupt next time. Can I stop this at any time?
- Yes. Just IMAGINE that you turn off the Device and it will happen. Maybe we'll tweak the timer a bit and...
Asta reached for the Device, but it suddenly disappeared. Ann wanted it. She could have returned it, but she didn't. He felt a little uncomfortable.
- I want to play a little. I'm SURE you didn't think about it." She ran her hand over her thighs. - Beautiful? Do you like it?
- Nuuu... uh... yes, - Astaire obediently stared at her legs. - OK, let's see what you can imagine. Do you still want to fly?
- Not now. I think that everything can be done here. Like flights. All. She looked straight into his eyes. - It must be nice when your companion gets excited, right?
At first Aster thought Ann was talking about him. This thought crossed his mind for the first time since they were immersed in virtual reality... But no. It's not his idea... Maybe she's talking purely hypothetically? But her tone said the exact opposite. He didn't know what to say.
Ann stood up and hugged him tightly.
- Do you remember? In the air? It was your thought, not mine. I don't know what it is... adrenaline, fear, or actually you. And I don't know what you felt, but this feeling makes me completely wet between my legs. Even when I'm just imagining it.
Astaire tried to distract himself from thoughts of moisture. He also felt something, but at the same time he was tormented by the thought, and if everything was too fast ... He could not just remain silent.
"Isn't that too...fast?" I like you, but two weeks ago you gave me less attention than it takes to say that line.
- May be. I never thought about you until now. I do not know why. I think I feel guilty for not paying attention to some people. So when Dan asked me to look after you today, I thought it was a good opportunity to get to know you a little better. And... (she reached for his trousers) do you know the best way to get to know each other better? Everything is so romantic.
They stood on the boat, facing the sunset. Somewhere a violin was playing.
- It's only the beginning...
The sunset disappeared, leaving the two of them in total darkness.
"Still, it's much better than meeting at the laundry." - That sounded reasonable. Intelligence was all that still allowed Ann to keep control of herself.. Astaire hugged her. He ran his hands down her body to her waist and down, feeling the soft fabric of the jeans she was wearing. She obviously liked it. But she pulled away from him a little.
Slowly, like in a striptease, Asta's clothes began to melt. First his shirt, then his trousers and, without pause, his underwear went transparent, exposing his body to Anne's gaze. He couldn't get his clothes back. In this awkward situation for him, his erection failed.
- Class! Ann exclaimed. - I just imagined that your clothes disappear and it happened by itself, without my help.
At first, Aster thought that her "class!" refers to his naked body. But then he realized that this was her opinion about the process itself. She had never seen him naked before and what she saw now consisted mostly of her own assumptions and preferences. He felt more and more like a student, although before that he was ALWAYS the teacher here. He never did anything like that in his demonstrations.
Ann's voice interrupted his thoughts. Sexual notes are back again.
- AND YOU ARE cool too, - she examined his body without embarrassment. Approaching him, still dressed, she touched his cock. He was silent. Ann looked him straight in the eyes and made her blouse melt, just as slowly as before. No bra, only two beautiful breasts opened up to him. She continued to stare into his eyes, then slowly ran her eyes over his entire body. After hesitating a little, she looked into his eyes again...
- I want it to be solid. Right now. Bigger and harder than he ever was.
Aster obeyed. He felt his cock harden right in her hand, growing, getting bigger and hotter. Her grip got tighter as he got bigger. Astaire looked at her breasts, no longer hidden by matter, trying to caress her mentally. Then he raised his hands and touched her breasts, and it turned him on more than her. Her attention was focused on his growing cock. First he stroked her nipples with his fingertips, feeling them harden, then covered her breasts with his palms and squeezed lightly.
Ann pulled away. It cooled him down a bit, but his erection didn't go away. Ann moved away and this time exposed herself to his gaze. Just as she thought, Astaire's gaze rested on a small patch of dark hair between her legs.
Astaire's thoughts were so fixated on the forthcoming act of unity that even the unnatural, or rather its complete absence, no longer seemed so strange. It wasn't imagination, it was reality, There was Ann, there was Aster and nothing else. Ann decided that ONLY they would be, and so it was. He began to lose patience, knowing that the time was up. how he reaches the goal will be akin to ETERNITY.
"Touch me." Ann's voice was the sexiest he'd ever heard in his life. - Touch me everywhere. You know what I want. You know what to do, and you know that I will get what I want.
One of Astaire's hands slid behind her back, pulling her towards him. Her breasts pressed against his and he felt the hardness of her nipples again. He wrapped his other arm around her and slid her down to her ass. It was something he had never thought of before. A minute later they were both floating in the air. Ann kissed him. Penetrating her tongue into his mouth, she explored all his nooks and crannies. Her hands also slid down. One of them penetrated between his legs, caressing the place between his scrotum and anus. Nobody had done this to him before.
Astaire's hands moved closer to her pussy. She looked wet even before he touched the hair around her. He could smell her. The smell made him lose the last vestiges of control over himself. He hesitated for no more than a second, allowing himself to continue. Then he worked his way through her hair, touching the body between her legs. He stroked there. His fingers felt her labia. It was quite wet there. He parted them and touched Ann from the inside. After a few seconds, he figured out where she had what... She squeezed him tighter as one of his fingers slid over her clit; and when at last his finger found the entrance to the vagina, she grabbed his hand and pushed it into her. He began to move his finger back and forth. His other hand caressed her breasts.
Ann came in a few seconds. She pushed his hand away. He felt her muscles contract around his finger. She held his finger for a while, then let go.
"Lick me," she demanded. - Try what I taste like.
Astaire was unfazed by this prospect. Op swam away from her. Then she began to approach him, directing her pussy right up to his head. Once he was between her legs, she wrapped her legs around his head, holding him in place. She was completely wet... His tongue immediately found its target... first slid over her clit, then went inside... He drank her moisture... She came again, squeezing her legs for a minute so that he could not breathe. Her crotch was moving towards Asta from all sides. He felt another portion of her moisture ooze out of her. When it was all over, she released him and they floated next to each other. She regained control of herself and now her pussy is clearly aimed at his previously forgotten cock. She moved towards him, closely following his movements.
Astaire showed signs of uncertainty. He did not know her well and it suddenly began to break out. Ann caught his thought and made him understand its absurdity.
- You have no choice - the distance between their pubes decreased. “Besides, I know what you want. You can't leave now. You want me as much as I want you.
She was right.
Aster made one last attempt. Not because he did not want her, but because he was afraid that she would regret it later, and would blame him for everything.
Are we in too much of a hurry? Where are you hurrying? I want to know you better.. about you...
Ann didn't listen. Asta's cock touched her crotch. He felt warmth around the tip of the head. His cock was still not hard enough. Ann pushed it inside her without waiting for it to harden completely. The warmth and moisture around him made his cock immediately grow, filling all of her inside. She wrapped her legs around him and began to move. He grabbed her by the waist, trying to stop it, knowing that this was the last chance to save what was left of his sanity and stopped her moving. He tried to focus on anything but the fact that he was in her.
Ann took this as an attempt to interrupt her pleasure, and it brought her thoughts back to control. She didn't listen to what Asta said, she was determined to continue. She could show her annoyance by not caring at all about Asta's actions, because. he still couldn't do anything. Ann knew that Asta was trying her best to keep herself in control while her vagina was working with his cock, and her breasts and body were depriving him of the remnants of his willpower.
- Shut up. It's too late. I will screw you into myself and nothing can stop me. - These words broke him, and he stopped resisting. Astaire never thought that he would be in a situation where he would have to resist the sexual advances of a beautiful woman, unless he was married or ill. But never - in a similar situation.
Her behavior and words awakened in him the spirit of contradiction ... He put his hands on her hips and began to get out of her, hoping that she would later forgive him and even be grateful that he gave her the opportunity to consider her actions. His cock was slowly but surely coming out of her... Suddenly, the head of his cock began to swell inside her at Ann's command. Astaire felt his cock grow in size. Asta didn't know how bloated he was already, but as long as the Device worked, he didn't feel any pain. Ann's hole tightened around his cock around its base. He continued to grow inside her, and the grip grew stronger. He jerked harder, but couldn't break free. He was captured inside her. Astaire moved forward to try again, but the feel of his huge cock moving inside the tight, hot flesh knocked him off the brakes. Ann was right. The last meaning of his resistance was lost, and the thought of it swept away from him along with the arrival of new sensations. He began to move back and forth without making any more attempts to stop it.
Ann laughed shortly.
- Yes, my good. Fuck me. Then maybe I'll let you go. - It was a game. Astaire and Ann both knew her rules. Every word, every emotion was just a simulated desire.
Astaire's attempts to stop Ann worked admirably. He probably knew it would only turn her on even more. And now he was here, moving within her, pulsing within her. She chuckled again as she watched Asta transform into the beast she wanted until her own thoughts returned to what was happening now. The heat within her intensified, and her arousal increased. Ann was getting closer to her next orgasm, but she was still trying to control the situation. Her words came out one at a time, interspersed with ragged breathing. One for each push of Astaire...
- I...want...everything...you...inside...deep...yes...yes...YAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!
It took Astaire a few seconds to realize that Ann's words weren't the usual phrases that women say at the moment before the peak of pleasure. With each thrust, he felt himself sinking deeper into her between her legs, feeling her more and more. But it didn't just seem like it was true. Her cunt was getting wider, her pelvis was growing, her legs were spreading, and all together it somehow accepted more than just his cock. He somehow slipped inside Ann and now most of his body felt her hot wet vagina. He used his entire body, not just a small part of it, to bring her to orgasm. Every move they made made her vagina swallow him deeper, and she wanted him even deeper. His shoulders were inside her, his hands were around her hips and he was moving back and forth like a cock. His entire body aroused her in an incredible way that would not have been possible without the Device. Astaire was a little worried, but kept reminding himself that none of this was real, thank God, because he had let go of his grip on her legs and was now completely inside her. He could even see light through her vaginal opening. She has lost control of the Device. Ann was nearing orgasm and no longer worried about Astaire's "reality" feeling. Astaire felt his orgasm approaching, not understanding where he was, and what was even going on. He came and felt his seed mix with her juices around him, but everything that happened seemed completely unreal. It was too much for his imagination. For a while, neither Aster nor Ann understood where they were or what was happening to them.
Asta suddenly felt the grip around him grow stronger, and a stream of love juices flowed around him. It was very crowded, and once Astaire returned to normal mental clarity, he told himself that he could breathe even while he was immersed in Ann's thrashing in ecstasy, if that was what was happening (and it was very similar to that). Her orgasm seemed to stop for a second, then continued for some more time and finally ended.
Astaire was out of her again, except for his cock. As if there was nothing but the usual act. Did Ann really have ALL of it inside her after she said those words, or did he just imagine it after she lost control of the Device? He wanted to ask her about it later, but he thought it would be a difficult question for her.
Aster tried to look around, to get out of her, but she still held him. Astaire pointed down. Ann nodded and released him. He got out of her. They flew down towards the soft floor. They rested for a while, lying next to each other on an indefinite black surface. Asta knew they didn't need to rest in real life, but for now it was nice.
Ann spoke first.
- That's enough black holes. - With these words, Astaire saw how Ann "decorated" the surroundings. Warm afternoon sun, blue sky with a few cumulus clouds, the sea in the distance. While Ann was doing this, Astaire "imagined" a lagoon a few feet away with a small waterfall at its opposite end. Soft grass underfoot. And no clothes. He appreciated the beauty of the naked woman next to him, who now looked a little tanned, and he did not want to change anything. In addition, he could not remember at all what he had been wearing before - everything seemed so natural now. Ann looked around, admiring her work, and Aster admired her... The faint smell of the sea, the sound of the surf, and even a few gulls circling over the lagoon.
It was just fine. Warm sun and cool breeze wonderfully complemented each other. Everything looked so beautiful that Astaire seriously thought about making this place more frequently visited during experiments. The most pleasant thing was the absence of insects and other midges.
Time passed slowly, and they didn't push it. They caressed each other, talked about themselves and about each other, learned things that they would never have known before. Everything was simple and easy. They swam a little, made love in the "normal" way, then walked to the water and, at Ann's command, they both made a long flight over the place, trying to imitate the shape and movements of seagulls as much as possible. They landed, returning to their normal form. We walked along the shore, talking.
Astaire never planned the Device for something like this. Ann created all this herself. She had enough imagination and will to make it up and seemed to enjoy sharing her fantasies with him. "Why can't you step into the same river twice?" Aster thought.
- How much time do we have left? Ann asked.
- Don't ask me stupid questions. You have the device, remember? The only way to know for sure is to get out of here and look at the timer. You cannot change settings from here. It can only be in the real world.
Anne put her hands on her knees and the red box appeared in her lap. She looked at the liquid crystal display. It showed 1 hour 17 minutes.
“Seventeen o'clock,” she said. We used most of the time.
- Already 19...44, - said Astaire. - We are hungry or we almost certainly have other physiological needs. There's not much time left, so let's have a good time. I invite you to a REAL dinner at 21...00. Good thing today is Friday. When do you usually have dinner?
- Usually early, but I can later.
- Well, - Astaire glanced at the drawer. - If you get hungry in real life, the device will turn off. Similarly, if...
- I was in the ladies' room at 4-30.
"I'm fine," was the answer to his question. “Then nothing will happen to us until nine in the evening and there is no need to talk about it anymore. Of course, we can take a break right now...
"Don't," Ann interrupted him. The box has disappeared. Why put off until later?
Astaire mentally thanked Ann for her decision to set the timer to 4 hours. He nodded.
"Aster, there's one thing I need to do while I'm here." Ann looked very serious. - You were great, fulfilling all my desires, whether you wanted it or not. Did you like it too?
- I liked it, - Astaire couldn't help but agree.
- Good. But I MUST try one more thing while I'm here. And you will participate in it, even if you don't like it. I don't think you understand what I'm talking about, and I hope you won't be too disappointed, but I'm not you. I'll never forgive myself if I don't try, even if you never talk to me after that. You understand?
Aster nodded shyly. Why doesn't she just ask for what she wants? Is he really afraid that he will say "no" and does not want to give him this chance? Why hasn't she tried it yet? And how does she know she'll like it if she's never tried it?
Ann brought them back to the lagoon where they started. The sun dropped a little towards the horizon.
- No it's not that. Too beautiful and unrealistic.
A door appeared. Just a door and nothing else. Light pink. It had a sign that said "Anne". She took Asta by the hand, went to the door and opened it. Inside was a room with a single door to the outside. "She's seen too many Pink Panther cartoons, where such anomalies look completely normal. Does she really live here?" thought Aster.
The room was Ann's bedroom. All details were in place. She led Asta inside and closed the door, severing her connection to the beach, lagoon, and waterfall. The room looked quite habitable, down to the towel on the back of the chair and the panties on the floor in the corner of the room. The bed was disassembled.
- I'm sorry, I didn't clean up this morning,
Ann. Now he understood something. Her room was LIKE her and more real to her than the scenery she had created. This place was real, and in doing so, cast aside reminders of the unreality of what was happening.
"I bet you never thought you'd end up in my bedroom, did you?" Not many were here.
Astaire looked out the window at the parking lot of the office next door. All he could say was that they were about the second floor of some building. Every bit of information was from her memory.
"No, I didn't think so," he answered confusedly. Your room is not as messy as you think. You should look at mine. I just cleaned it up today, but as soon as I get home, the entropy tends to the maximum.
Anne pulled him away from the window, reached for the curtain, but thought that there was no one outside to look inside anyway.
- I'll show you the whole apartment later. We don't have much time.
- Well, what are we going to do? Aster was a little nervous. He did not understand what was happening and it brought him out of balance.
- Just stay right there. Relax. Like this. She touched his half-stretched cock, which again began to harden under her hand. But she did not caress him - it was more like a test. She lowered herself and examined him carefully, lifted her cock, looked at the scrotum and ran her fingers over it. Then she released him and began to look at herself. She sat down on the bed and looked at her genitals, then took a quick look at her body in the mirror. Ann threw herself on the bed, bending one leg at the knee, giving Astaire a perfect view of herself.
Astaire took this as an invitation to action. He moved towards Ann, feeling his erection getting stronger. Ann stopped him.
- Not. Just stay right there. You will join me in a few minutes.
Again she stepped on the throat of his song, and he got a little angry with her. But before he could say anything, he felt the comedy of the situation. His erection is gone. Ann was still studying herself, running one hand over her thighs. She looked first at her bottom, then back at Astaire.
As Aster looked down at himself, it dawned on him. His scrotum was gone and his penis was much smaller than usual. He grabbed it and felt it shrink. Something similar happened to Ann, but all her attention was focused on him. She smiled as he anxiously tried to figure out what was going on. She didn't look right. First her breasts shrunk, then disappeared altogether. Why did she do it? Is that what she wanted? Astaire reached for his groin again, but there was nothing there. The tuft of hair was empty. It was as if his penis was inside him, but there was no "inside"!
His attention shifted to the rest of his body, which was also changing. At first, he shrunk in stature. Then in weight. His musculature, which he was so proud of, was gone. The hair on his arms, legs, chest disappeared. His forms also changed.
The changes continued. And then Astaire felt an empty space between his legs, noticed other changes, and realized with horror what Anne was doing. He looked at the bed and saw what appeared to be a penis emerging from Ann's crotch. Simply, Ann decided to try what men feel and for this she turned Asta into a woman, whether he wanted it or not, and herself into a man.
Hair began to appear on Ann's chest. She moved over and invited Astaire to lie down next to her. Astaire's fingers explored the area between his legs, trying to figure out how he had changed.
- Take it easy. You are just a little girl. Do not resist. You can explore yourself later.” Ann's voice changed a lot.
The process, like the disappearance of clothes, has begun and will continue unless Ann stops it. Astaire felt helpless and speechless. He perched on Ann's bed and stared up at the ceiling. Then he looked back at Ann. Her penis was almost a normal size, and she had grown her testicles, just like his before. Her figure has changed. Ann was no longer a woman. She was a man like him before. Astaire looked at his chest, which was now hairless and did not seem real to him. He looked at Ann, as if asking... "What's going on?"
She understood.
- I'll take you step by step. Feel how a girl turns into a woman. You will learn many new things. If you can teach me something new, then go ahead.
The word "girl" made an impression on him. It was very strange for him to think of himself as a girl, but now he was her. There is no muscle left at all. Ann matured faster, but she changed at once. Astaire's body was changing according to the plan Ann developed. Astaire touched himself in several places, refining his physique. Ann began to lead the period of puberty; everything that came to her mind... cracking voice and all that. She herself grew up quickly. She had a slightly hairy chest, developed genitals and all the other attributes of an adult man. Aster, on the other hand, was undergoing a different kind of transformation. Her long hair was mentally trimmed to a more appropriate length. Astaire thought... "How will the Device reproduce the effect of hormones? After all, the sex has been changed." The best he could do right now was to concentrate on reproducing hormones in Ann's new genitals, which were carried through her body along with the blood and increased in number. She was ready.
Aster is not here yet. His hips began to develop. The vagina is fully formed. But everything else was left unfinished. Astaire explained his hormone problem to Ann, who promised to make him crazy, including hormones.
Ann switched to Astaire.
His halo around his nipples began to grow, darken and swell a little - the next step in turning him into a woman. He clearly felt pain in his chest. First around the nipples, then more.
- Yes, your boobs are growing, baby! Ann noted. - Interesting, probably get them right away; without watching them day in and day out. That's it - once and for all!
The two of them stared at Asta's chest. The whole area around his nipples swelled up. Breasts grew. Sharp and tapered at first. His halos looked swollen. His breasts began to round out, including halos, then grew a little more and stopped. They parted slightly. They seemed to be too big for Asta, even though he was lying on his back. Anne ran her fingers lightly over them and spoke to him.
"I don't feel much of a difference." Ann's voice was deep and a little unnatural. - Truth. Except when I pay attention to my penis or missing breasts. Now I do not understand how I imagined to feel everything else. I feel like I haven't changed.
Astaire thought for a moment and answered with his new female voice, which was not much more realistic.
I don't even know if we'll ever know for sure. I... I believe most things haven't changed, only the Device has told us so. The main changes must occur in our lifestyle, not in our bodies and how they feel. I think so, but... - he touched her cock - some of this we should find right now.
The cock, contrary to Astaire's expectations, did not harden under his hand. Apparently, the tool was present, but the instinct was not, at least not yet. Undoubtedly, the Device was working on it now and the program he knew so well was trying with terrible force to interpret their thoughts and transmit to the other side to awaken the instinct.
We haven't adopted each other's instincts yet. But we still cannot accelerate this process in any way and see what will come of it. As soon as Asta said that, his fingers were on the most sensitive part of his cock he knew.
“Not yet,” she replied. - First you need to feel and awaken all this. We have just passed puberty and are in a hurry to lose our virginity, not yet knowing ourselves. You didn't even have your first period - don't be afraid, I'll spare you. You probably won't like it and we don't have much time.
Asta once again remembered the power of the Device aimed at someone. He began to think about using it in politics. Simply put, you could force someone to do your way, and even painlessly. You could rape someone in the middle of Times Square and cause no moral harm or pain to anyone ... Something will have to be reworked if the government is again interested in the Device.
Ann got out of bed and Asta followed her. She dressed them in clothes similar to the one they had on before. It happened all of a sudden and Astaire noticed the pressure around his chest as Ann decided to put a bra on it. It seemed to be a necessary part of the toilet. Everything else was also in order, except for the emptiness between the legs. Ann looked quite normal in her new clothes.
Aster looked in the mirror. It took him a while to admit that the woman in the mirror and he were one and the same. The fact that he did not hide and did not want to hide his new figure piqued his interest. Ann glanced at herself quickly, straightened her shirt, and headed for the door beside the bed.
- Where are you going?
- To the bathroom. I'll be back.
She didn't bother to close the door, but Asta didn't see what she was doing there.
Again a mystery. They will only need to go to the bathroom when they REALLY get back into the REAL world. The device can create a sense of reality, but no more. This could happen before the end of the simulation, but nothing before.
He heard the sound of a zipper being unzipped, then the sound of a toilet flushing. Pause and Ann's laughter.
I think I need to practice aiming.
Aster sat on the bed and waited. For a while there was silence, then the water rustled and again lightning.
- Class! - she said. leaving the bathroom. Sometimes this is very convenient. I wouldn't say I'd like to live with it my whole life, but it's definitely a positive thing. You can try too. Maybe this will help you get used to it faster.
- You mean instinct? Aster replied. - I do not need it. Anyway, we do not feel anything until we really feel like going to the toilet. However...
- Nonsense. Just tell yourself what you need and you will feel the need. Let's. I'll wait.
- Give me a sec. This means that you can represent the internal FEELINGS directly, without imagining the physiological processes that cause them... Thus, we can say that the Device...
He was interrupted by the urgent call of his bladder. Ann definitely decided that he needed to go to the toilet and he would have to do it. He did not finish the thought, but only sighed; "Okay" and went to the bathroom. He didn't close the door behind him either, why? Suddenly, he found that in order to pacify his bladder, he needed to take off half of the clothes that Ann put on him. He saw "his" underpants for the first time. A cold shiver ran down his spine at the thought... "What am I to do?" He sat down on the toilet and "let go" of himself. It felt like he was emptying his body.
He was surprised to find Ann standing at the door, watching him manage his, or rather her, little need.
- Can you feel the difference? Now imagine that every day of your life... It is useful to imagine.
- Yes-ah-ah ... I think I can. OK. He got up, flushed the water and got dressed. - I think I understand what you're doing. These clothes,... toilet... You need to make me feel like a woman in addition to my look and voice. So right?
- Exactly. I think I'm starting to feel like a man. I think so. I want to know if our time runs out before we're ready... Well, are you ready to party?
- I think so. The hardest thing is to admit to myself that I might want to have sex with you - with a man.
"I know," Ann answered at once. But you are now a woman. This should help you. Everything is natural now. She took his hand and led him back into the bedroom, heading towards the bed. Astaire glanced at Ann's pants, which were beginning to show a bulge.
- You're turning on, aren't you?
The bulge continued to grow.
- Nu-u-u ... - Ann looked at herself. - I think I'm starting. It's just because you...
"Hormones," Astaire interrupted her. - Instinct. This is their job. You were looking at me. I turned you on all this time.
Damn, I never thought I'd feel the way I do now. I want you so much. And the more I think about it, the harder it is for me to tear my thoughts away from you. Ann began to unbutton his jeans, which Astaire had just buttoned up.
Aster stopped her and looked into her eyes.
- I don't know if I'm ready... This body is completely new to me. I'm not sure if I want you to do this... with...
Ann hugged Astaire, who was now so small for her. Aster rested his head on her shoulder.
"It's my fault," she said. - Everything is really fast. I know how it is. Are you ready. You're just not as excited as me. What do you do to turn a woman on when you want her?
- I'm taking it step by step. First, I touch her in various places... I kiss her, touch her breasts, stroke her where she is pleased, put my hand between her legs...
It was only then that Aster noticed that he was telling Ann what to do with him. Words and images did their thing. Ann put him on the bed and started kissing him. He didn't resist. She played with him, gradually stimulating him as he had her before. She slipped her hand under his blouse and placed it over his bra. He didn't mind. It became wet between Astaire's legs. The device was even capable of reproducing the effect of his scent on Ann. This caught her attention and further increased the anticipation of their connection, which she so wanted. The bulge in her pants kept growing and she eventually took off her pants and shirt. She then shoved her hands into his underpants and quickly entered his pussy. After stroking it a little, Ann slipped her paley inside. It was very wet there.
- Wow... - all Astaire could say. Ann paused to let them undress. Then she inserted her finger all the way, feeling the softness of the vagina around it and looking at the ecstasy of Astaire that was carried away by the tide. She could no longer stand it, she lay on top of him, but she could not find the entrance to his vagina with her penis. And as a last act of consent, Astaire took her cock in his hand and directed it into himself. Her penis was completely dry and difficult to enter. Astaire's touch on his cock drove Ann completely crazy. She moved her hips frantically back and forth, and with each of her movements, her cock penetrated deeper into him. Finally, as a result of their combined efforts, her cock completely disappeared into his body. This wild outburst of passion lasted only a few minutes. Astaire perfectly felt the presence of Ann inside him, and Ann felt the sperm "boil" inside her, ready to erupt in a powerful stream. They finished a second later. Astaire felt the involuntary contractions of his vagina around Ann's cock and the waves of bliss that rolled like surf. A powerful hot wave swept through Ann's entire body. It originated somewhere deep inside and went through the thighs and cock and burst out into the body of Asta. Ann froze tiredly. Her cock was still in him. Several minutes passed before she could move. Her cock, reduced in size, easily came out of Astaire. They were silent.
Ann spoke first.
- I will never forget it. Now I know how it is with men. God! What an excellent mistress I can become! True... we forgot one thing...
- What are you talking about?
- I know we don't need it HERE, but I bet you haven't even thought about safe sex. For your information, you could have gotten pregnant from me.! Just think! I could make you PREGNANT!
- Well-u-u-u... Mmm... No. It seems to me that no. As a man, I always think about it. And I, if you noticed, took care of it last time. But anyway, you're right... Now I hit the other extreme... At least...
- You'll never know! - Anne summed up with a note of pride in her voice. - Right now, MY sperm is traveling in YOU, looking for an egg that may or may not be in place. If the sperm find it... Then you'll find a use for your boobs other than teasing me.
Aster was worried. Ann didn't say very nice things.
- Are you saying that...
- Relax. Ann had been waiting for this question. - I don't have children yet. And never was. So even if I have a desire, I don't know how to make you feel it. In any case, it takes time to find out about it.
They talked a little more, discussing mostly their new sexual experience. Made love again. This time Astaire was on top of Ann. After that, they decided to see if they could quickly recover of their own accord and start again. This time, as soon as Ann entered him, Asta stopped her.
- Let's try one more thing - get back into our bodies and do it again. I want to feel the difference after having sex in a woman's body.
Ann nodded but didn't move. She's gone too far to stop. Pushing her cock into him as far as she could, she pressed her whole body against him. And she froze. Aster was silent. She pressed her breasts against Asta's. Nipples to nipples. They literally stuck to each other. Suddenly, Aster felt himself changing again. Ann's body shuddered in his arms and he felt his strength return. She held his cock tightly inside him. It merged with his vagina, just as her breasts merged with Ann's. He felt the empty feeling between his legs give way to something more familiar.
She began to come out of him, her whole body pushing against his body. As soon as she began to do so, Asta felt his own flesh inside Ann. She grew and became slippery. Now he was moving inside her. She moved away from Asta again. Now the breasts were already where nature had placed them - hers. All other changes with the bodies have also already taken place, but they did not notice this, being entirely occupied with their own sensations. Without interruption, Astaire continued to move HIS cock inside Ann, bringing her and his orgasm closer. Now he realized that what he felt now was no better or worse than what he felt as a woman. Everything was just different. But he liked both ways. The contractions of his vagina were now the pulsations of his cock...
Aster nearly fell off his chair. The device has turned off. Ann opened her eyes and set the blue box down on the table, trying to catch her breath. For a minute they sat motionless. Astaire could tell with complete certainty that Ann was wet. He himself felt that his erection did not go away, and even, if it was possible, became even stronger. It took about two minutes before she began to subside.
- It turned out badly, - Aster broke the silence. - It always happens at the most inopportune moment... Okay, I promised to treat you to dinner, and you must be hungry too. It's ten o'clock already.
- I would not say that it turned out "badly," Ann sighed. - Fu-u-u-u... I really don't know what to say... Thank you very much! Listen, what if we postpone dinner for another day? All I want now is pizza or something like that.
Astaire tried to hide his disappointment. He got up and turned off the device.
- Everything is fine. We can have dinner sometime later, - he continued to turn off the working equipment. Then he followed Ann to the door.
- Good. We'll have dinner later, because I don't want to waste time on such a trifle now... If you don't mind spending the night together, of course. Or several nights. Just don't forget contraception this time, OK?
Astaire laughed and gave her a long kiss. And they went together to buy pizza.