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Maximillian Mazan's Marvellous Machine free porn video
Author's Note:
Feel free to create your own fantasies with whomever you wish. Please do not continue someone else's specific stories. However, you may start a story with the same character(s) someone else already has a story for. The POV (you) can be male or female. The default POV in the intro is male, but the machine can change that.
You don't have to follow this, but I am categorizing my stories into two sections. They are:
Virtual sex simulator - basic set-up but no story
Sex scene - a little little story/extended set-up
Have fun!!!
The Multiverse Exhibition of Bent Reality is a place out of time where inventors and entrepreneurs can display their wares of virtual reality, altered perception and immersive multimedia to those lucky enough to visit the faire. It is always open and its ever changing and expanding compliment of vendors ensures you will never see the same exhibit twice; unless you want to.
In your travels, you've never come across such well organized mayhem. The place is always extremely busy with hundreds of sentient beings coming and going, but no one ever seems to have to wait in line and no one ever seems to get lost or run into any sort of criminal activity (unless said activity is within the agreed parameters of any particular invention or experience).
You've enjoyed your day at the Exhibition, trying your hand at various stalls and showcases, including becoming a virtual hyper-hockey star, traveling back in time to observe the battle of Shiloh in ancient Earth history, and even organizing the creation of life from atop Mount Rossan. You have a bag full of brochures and samples and are about to call it a day (relatively speaking of course, since time doesn't function normally at the Exhibition), when a voice in your ear causes you to turn.
"It's wonderful and all, but you feel slightly unsatisfied," the voice says.
You turn and see a man standing before you. He looks human (though your experience (and your mother) taught you to never judge a book by its cover). He's wearing a fancy, bright blue suit with red shirt and tie, and a purple top hat with a multi-colored band. He is very handsome, yet at the same time looks as though he could disappear into a crowd; an interesting combination especially considering his choice of clothing. He smiles at you and tips the brim of his hat.
"Isn't that so?" he asks.
You think about it for a moment. He's obviously just another exhibitor trying to pawn his invention off on you, you've certainly heard your share of sales pitches today, but something about his voice and his manner of speaking begged you to listen.
"I suppose," you reply. "A little bit."
"Of course you have," the man says. "Oh, there are many fantastic sights to be seen for certain, but deep down..." the man's cheerful banter drops to a low whisper and he points at your chest. "...in the deepest places where fantasy is born... you feel unfulfilled."
You start to understand where the showman was going with all this.
"I've already tried my fair share of sexual simulators, but thanks..." you say.
"Of course you have. That's my point," the man says. "That's why you feel unsatisfied. No ill will towards my co-inventors, but I'm afraid their inventions are so... how shall I put it? So... now."
The man takes you by the elbow and leads you past a couple of stalls to a small door set against a back wall. A wall that you are sure wasn't there a few moments ago.
"Whereas," the man continues. "My machine is not only now, but also before and everything to come!"
He flings open the door and you find yourself in a large room adorned with artifacts, relics and memorabilia from a wide variety of civilizations past, present and future. The man leads you past the items to the far end of the room where there stands an archway with a star field showing from within. You look around the arch to see the few feet of floor and the wall of the room. Looking back through the arch from behind shows the same field of stars.
"My name is Maxillian Mazan, and this is my Marvellous Machine of Sexual Delights!"
There is something magical about this man, and he manages to make the hokey sounding name sing around the room like it was the greatest thing you have ever heard in your life. With a flourish, he flips his top hat off which somehow lands perfectly on the hook of a nearby hat stand, spins around on his heel and wheels a podium console in front of you.
"Forget robotics and old virtual technology," he says. "My machine can create any fantasy you wish to experience with any woman, man or being you wish to experience it with. Your thoughts program the scenario; there are no preset conditions as with normal immersive multimedia. Absolutely everything is in your control. Can't think of someone to add to the program? Simply peruse the database and pick and choose as you will. Your scenario can be as detailed as you wish, or as simple as a virtual sex simulator."
"Want to make out with Princess Diana?" he asks. "As easy as pie. But where? And how should she react? On her wedding day? And you've cornered her in a back room? Or maybe she's pulled you into a broom closet on her honeymoon. Perhaps you've both been transported to the fifth moon of Agris Minor and you have to kill your robotic jailor after which she gives you your 'reward'? It doesn't have to make sense."
"Maybe you want to have sex with your babysitter from your childhood? Travel back in time and take her on a date. Or have her now with or without preamble."
"Are you a fan of the Holo-vid series 'Too Much Work'? Well, imagine fulfilling the dream of men everywhere and bedding Carlotta! Maybe you are a character in the series, or maybe you meet the actress who portrays Carlotta at a local dance club and slip a little something into her drink?"
He stops his over-the-top showmanship and steps close to you with a wink.
"Put simply, your sexual encounter can be anything... with anyone... Realistic or unrealistic. Down to earth, or utterly ridiculous. Now," he steps back behind the podium and lifts a small hand scanner which he holds before you. "What's your pleasure, sir?"
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