A World Of Our Own

"Okay."

~ Do you want me to start?

Zoe hesitated, and she tested her restraints again. The world blurred and she pitched headlong into the riot of colour.

~ Whoa girl

"What happened?"

~ You can move through the universe, just flex your body as if you're walking. The suit translates it

"But what was that?"

~ You went too hard. That was a hundred metre dash. Okay?

"Okay."

~ Ready? Do you want me to start the program?

Zoe floated in space, her senses assaulted by the colourful vista, her heart pounding in her ears. She felt light-headed, and realised she was sucking in huge lungfuls of air. With an effort, she steadied herself, letting her pulse rate drop.

"You're gonna stay with me, Minh?"

~ All the way, babe

"Okay. Let's go."

There was a pause, and then she saw it, way off in the distance: a discontinuity against the rainbow cascade of the universe's sky. It was darker, like tinted glass, approaching her steadily. Zoe found herself holding very still, aware that any movement of her limbs could send her rushing towards it.

The shape came closer until she felt like she could almost reach out and touch it, refracting the riot of colours behind it, tinting the cavalcade of reds and purples. All at once, it shattered into a thousand shards and for a moment Zoe was afraid that she would be stabbed, torn to pieces by the maelstrom of hard edges whirling in front of her. All thought of this being a simulation had vanished from her mind.

The shards began to dance closer, and Zoe looked down at herself, seeing her body at last. She was clad in seamless silver from head to toe, her body impossibly full-breasted but featureless, her crotch smooth and empty like a doll. She wiggled her fingers experimentally, seeing the silver digits dance, reflecting the colours all around her. The shards seemed to take it as an invitation, moving in, the sharp edges glinting in the polychromatic light.

Zoe braced herself for contact. A shard dipped forward, the point making contact with her stomach, right where her belly button should be. Instead of pain, Zoe felt a burst of pleasure across her skin, making her shudder in response. The shard pulled back, waiting, as if assessing her response.

Other shards advanced towards her, their razor-sharp tips grazing the silvered surface of her inner thighs, her forearms, her chest. Each contact was blissful, rippling through her. Zoe sighed as the shards began to work in tandem, dipping in, caressing her upper and lower body, working their way over her silver surface, never touching the same position twice. She closed her eyes, feeling the points against her ribs, her feet, her calves, then the back of her neck, cascading down her spine to her buttocks and then withdrawing.

Zoe opened her eyes in surprise at the withdrawal of the delicious sensation.

~ Calibration complete

Zoe wanted to ask what Minh meant, but then the shards began to swarm around her, and the question died in her throat. She felt the ephemeral thrill, watching the sharp gleaming points spinning around her, surrounding her now, shifting in complex patterns, her adrenaline spiking like the moment at the top of the roller coaster, the point of no return before the headlong plunge.

The shards came in all at once, stippling over her shiny surface, everywhere she looked, moving in waves over her body. The swept down her back, across her buttocks and across her thighs, bifurcating to coil around each of her legs, down her calves to the balls of her feet. The shards were merciless, tickling, shivering, sending spasms of delight over her skin. The assault on her body worked its way up her legs again, running along the inside of her thighs, higher, and then away over her hips, around her waist, leaving her crotch untouched. Zoe groaned in frustration.

There was something else, beyond the shards: a sphere, pulsing red. Her eyes locked onto it. Somehow, she understood that it was in charge, directing the shards, teasing her. Its surface rippled and throbbed in time with the pulse in her ears, and she realised that it was tapped directly into her, monitoring her responses, feeling the way her body reacted to each tantalising pass of the swarm over her body. She pulled at her restraints and the scene shifted, but the sphere tracked her movements effortlessly, directing the shards around her back, over her shoulder blades and around the base of her neck.

It was too much, and Zoe cried out, her back arching, and the silver rendering of her body arched to, the chrome globes of her breasts rising. It was as if the sphere had been waiting for this. The shards swept across her chest, dancing over her breasts, showering her with an intensity that made her gasp, then they were gone.

Zoe panted, still constrained, struggling, every move she made tracked effortlessly. The sphere had coloured up through orange to a rich gold, pulsing faster, matching her heartrate. Zoe needed the shards to continue their progress, confessing the desire to herself, and the sphere seemed again to understand, unleashing the shards in little clusters, dipping over her body in long passes from toe to groin or from finger to shoulder, until she was writhing in anticipation, her movements forcing her to tumble uncontrollably through space, the colours whirling.

All at once, the shards swept inwards, peppering her torso, still avoiding her nipples, pricking her stomach, her chest, her bottom, until she was shivering uncontrollably in the bliss of the sphere's touch, watching it scale up from yellow to green.

~ Enjoying it?

"Uh, oh... fuck... Minh, please."

Her words shimmered in the air before her, but the shards ignored them, circling over her breasts and causing them to begin to inflate much larger than in real life, ballooning comically, every square inch of the taut silver flesh hypersensitive to the nicks and scrapes of the merciless points as the available surface area for their caresses increased. She felt her flesh tingle, unable to bear the pleasure without crying out again, her eyes lidded as she was forced to surrender to the merciless sphere.

Two shards emerged from the pack, tips pointed at the thick nubs of her nipples. Zoe watched helplessly as they advanced towards her, keeping station even as she squirmed and bucked. Impossibly swollen, huge, her sliver breasts ached from the onslaught, sitting high and proud on her chest. The sphere had somehow been able to take over her body, reshaping her into a better target for its ministrations, contorting her like a balloon animal for its own nefarious ends. As the twin shards approached, it seemed to be shivering itself, matching the hammering pulse in Zoe's neck, slipping into aquamarine.

The twin point pricked her nipples. The effect was immediate and profound, shockwaves radiating out from her breasts, cascading through her core and into the featureless space between her legs. She pulled her knees together, reflexively, unable to control her responses anymore.

It felt like a kiss, like a tease with just the hint of teeth at the moment of high arousal, but the shards sustained it, their glittering points pressing against the silvered nubs. Zoe's breath came in little panting gasps, rocked by this contact and by the remainder of the shards still dancing over the rest of her skin. Struggling, she tried to accept the waves of pleasure, reining her body in, trying to cope.

The sphere coloured to blue.

Zoe's eyes were fixed on her nipples, unable to look away as the needle-thin tips of the shards began to push into them, pricking her, then penetrating her skin and sliding into her chest. Zoe's body locked, her breathing arrested, as the tidal wave of ecstasy coursed through her figure. The only part of her still free to move were her eyes, wide and shocked as the shards slid into her body, burying themselves deep in her breasts, vibrating in endless, powerful rhythms that seemed to pulse directly into her core.

Horrified, she watched another shard still itself, hovering in front of the dark blue sphere. She knew its purpose and she knew she was powerless to stop it, a meat puppet helpless in the clutches of an entity without humanity or consideration, built by her best friend for a single purpose.

The shard slid between her legs, penetrating the featureless expanse where her pussy should have been. She buckled, all at once overwhelmed, her core convulsing around the single, devastating thrust. The sphere, shading towards purple now, its surface shimmering to match the frantic beating of her heart, embedded the shard inside her completely. Zoe cried out in wordless ecstasy and then she came, brutally.

The orgasm was bright and violent, a sea of colour and pain and pleasure, her body spinning endlessly in the void, begging the sphere to extract its intrusions but desperately longing for it to prolong her agony, her ecstasy. It seemed to go on forever, unseating her reason until her mind was drifting, unmoored like her body, lost in the vast swirling maelstrom.

She didn't know how long. She didn't know how. All she felt was the awful crawl of oxygen deprivation in her limbs, and then she started breathing again, her body relaxing at last. She opened her eyes to find that the shards were gone, leaving behind the sphere, coloured now to black.

A new sensation enveloped her, shimmering over her skin, all encompassing, like sliding into warm bathwater. Her breasts returned to their normal size, her body becoming hers again, feeling softness against her lips, feather-soft kisses across her body, her breasts, and down into that space between her legs, a sensation of exquisite aftercare that left her yearning but replenished. She curled her limbs, pulling the sensation to her, against her, into her, letting it pass through her silver skin in the same way the shards had done, penetrating her to her core.

Gradually, as she floated, content, the universe around her began to fade and darken, spiralling down into a soft, cosy blackness. Her mind followed it into the welcoming dark.

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Minh slid the helmet off, blinking at the sudden glare of the bedroom light. She was stretched out on Minh's bed, her naked body tight in the harness of the prototype, her chest rising and falling as she allowed the world back in. She slipped off the headphones and began to peel off the little pads, extricating herself from the wires and the control pack until just the harness remained.

Minh got up, padding in her bare feet across the carpet to the doorway, and stepped out into the hall. She turned towards the tall mirror at the end, reaching out to activate the striplights, revealing the still, glossy, black shape behind the glass. Zoe's body was standing to attention, frozen. The unit by her feet was silent now, powered down.

It had also powered Zoe down, shutting down her senses, removing stimuli, allowing her to drop into a contented doze. Minh surveyed the beautiful figure displayed before her and reached out to touch the glass. Her hand stopped there, unwilling to open the mirror and free her friend, to bring the moment to an end. Just a minute more. That wasn't too much to ask, was it?

"I love you babe," Minh whispered, "I wish, more than you'll ever know, I wish I could have given you what you wanted. I would have made it so perfect for you, I would have tried to make you so happy."

Minh stepped back from the glass, her eyes wide and moist.

"I wish you wanted what I wanted, Zoe. I wish we were together, just you and me babe, exploring on endless adventures."

She blinked and the tears splashed down her face.

"Just us, together, in a world of our own."

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