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Realignment
By AlterEg0
A nerve impulse travels with the speed of thought from your
eyes. That jolt of pain that is not pain when you are
awoken by someone turning on all of the lights at once.
Involuntarily you squint. Eyelids slamming shut as tears
form at their corners. Only for a moment and then they
begin to adjust. You don't know this room.
"You have been chosen," says the voice. The voice is being
altered says your mind. Lowered in pitch by some electronic
device you think to yourself.
"You have been chosen," the voice comes again.
The words seem to come from no direction; or maybe every
direction at once. You're consciousness struggles to throw
off the mantle of sleep that clouds your understanding but
you can't recall where you where before you were here.
Small amounts of fear and panic cause adrenalin to start
pumping into your blood and you become more alert.
The room is round and not very large. Only about twenty
feet across and rather plain, it looks like an old
operating theater with windows looking down from the floor
level above. The windows are reflective like one way glass
so that you can't see the watchers. Goose bumps appear as a
shiver dances lightly across your skin. Your perspective is
skewed. The fear and panic try to jump again as your mind
connects the dots, you're strapped to a platform or table
of some sort. Then the kicker, there is no door. The panic
doesn't seem to build any further as your mind takes a
somewhat detached view of the situation.
'I've been drugged', you think as you realize that although
you should be screaming, you can't muster a whimper.
The surface of the table feels cool against your skin. Your
perspective is odd because the table is slanted downward
toward your feet at about a fifteen degree angle. The end
of the table is turned up to form a platform for your feet
and straps of some soft but solid material wrap around your
unclothed body. One wraps around each thigh holding your
legs slightly apart. One around each arm above the elbow
holds your arms slightly askew and a somewhat wider strap
across your torso just above your waist keeps you from
sliding on the table.
"You have been chosen for Realignment," comes the voice
again. "Your sponsor has arrived, so we will begin now."
Smoothly but without great pace, the table begins to
rotate. As it approaches one hundred eighty degrees, you
can see the portion of the room that was behind you before.
Up at the second level, the mirrored windows continue
around. Below them but still above your head is a section
of wall covered with large plasma display screens.
The table stops turning, leaving you facing the monitors as
the lights in the room dim to near darkness and the screens
come on. The images on all of the screens are integrated to
form a whole. Computer graphics like a high resolution
screen saver are displayed. The animation seems to spin
slowly while moving toward you giving the sensation that
you are falling forward through space. The metal of the
table begins to glow very softly with a reddish purple
light, giving the seemingly impossible appearance that the
metal has become translucent without giving off any
noticeable heat.
"Phase One..." says the voice, "you are being prepared."
That voice, too low to be a woman, or is that the
electronic distortion? The enunciation doesn't seem male.
The way the words are spoken doesn't seem harsh or chopped.
Could this be a woman? Who could be doing this? The
thoughts trail off, as your awareness is pulled deeper into
the spiraling animation in front of you.
The subtly changing patterns have lulled your mind to
absolute complacency. Somehow you know that you couldn't
move if you tried but you simply can't make yourself care.
"Phase One is complete," the voice tells you. "Your Sponsor
wants you to know that you are to be realigned to fit your
views. You will not be told why, or by whom you were
sponsored."
The voice pauses for a moment. A slight hum begins to
resonate from below you,
"Mental probe system online, Phase Two beginning now."
Out of the corner of your eye your detached perception
notices a pair of small paddle like arms that had been set
flush into the surface of the table on either side of your
head pivot up so that the rather spoon shaped ends press
firmly against your temples. At the same time you feel what
might be a clamp of some sort gently grasp your neck right
the base of your skull. As this happens, the hypnotic
animation fades from the screens in front of you and the
screen is divided into a set of boxes draw by a computer.
In the center is a large vertical rectangle with two rows
of four smaller rectangles on either side.
There is a momentary buzz of sensation from the probes and
then a strange tickling that seems to be in the middle of
your brain. An image that looks like a featureless body
forms in the large center rectangle and the intensity of
the tickle increases mildly. Without warning, all of the
other smaller rectangles are filled in with pictures of
women. They vary in description and dress. Different hair
color, skin tone, size, body shape are presented, as is
clothing from fully dressed to lingerie to naked. Your eyes
flit from one image to the next taking note of aspects that
you find attractive. As soon as you look away from one
image, it is replaced with a new one. Your eyes are moving
faster and faster and the images keep changing just as
quickly. After a few minutes, the smaller rectangles seem
to be blinking because the images update so fast. While
your eyes dart around, the featureless body in the large
center rectangle starts to morph. Bit by bit it takes on
the characteristics that your eyes and mind pull from the
other images.
From an androgynous faceless shape it begins to look human.
From human it begins to look female. From female it becomes
attractive. Attractive becomes fantasy - your fantasy. Now
in the center rectangle is a woman who suddenly you can't
take your eyes off. The other rectangles fade from view as
the image - the image you created grows to fill the screen.
The probes that had been pressed to your head silently
withdraw leaving you lying on the table staring out at this
vision of erotic loveliness.
"Phase Three, commencing realignment" the voice speaks but
doesn't seem to interrupt your reverie.
Your every thought seems drawn to the woman shown in front
of you and begin to get turned on just from staring at her.
Desire grows so strong that it almost seems that you might
start to drool. You become erect, your penis sticking out
from your crotch and growing harder by the moment. Just
when your excitement is reaching levels you have previously
only dreamed of, the dim light coming from the table pulses
momentarily brighter and a deep low pitched sound pushes a
wave of energy through your body. It seems to take minutes
to go from the surface of the table to a point just in
front of your body before it dissipates into nothingness.
All the cells in your body seem to come alive at once and
it only serves to stimulate your erection even more.
You are consumed with erotic sensations and hardly notice
that your perspective changes again. The straps on the
table adjust with you as your body shifts in size to match
the fantasy on the screen. You feel a caress race gently
across your body as the hair on your skin withdraws and the
skin grows soft and supple. Erotic sensations spread from
your crotch to your chest as your nipples grow hard and
begin to enlarge. Your passion builds as breasts bud on
your chest and press your nipples forward as they grow. The
shape of your chest is further accentuated, as your waist
pulls in on itself growing trim and sexy. You feel a wave
of pleasure as your hips spread wider when your pelvis
shifts into a new configuration.
The pleasure doesn't decrease as your engorged penis begins
to shrink and pull back into your crotch. As the folds of
your vagina form where your testicles pulled up inside, you
start to feel moist warmth that grows as your excitement
continues to build. Your hips begin to buck and suddenly
you are overcome with a climax like nothing you have ever
felt before. You feel it through your entire body instead
of just your crotch. Your eyes slam shut and your face and
neck seem to twitch briefly before you cry out in a voice
that was never yours. Fluid drips down your legs from your
now complete vagina. You lay still for a moment as the
aftershocks of the orgasm reverberate through you.
Looking up, you notice that the woman in the picture is
still there but now she is somewhat disheveled and sweaty.
She also now appears to be strapped to a table and looking
back at you. Her mouth opens in to a surprised 'O' as you
realize that the image on the screen has been replaced by a
camera view of you on the table.
"Your realignment is complete," the voice says "you are now
your chosen fantasy."
Before you realize what is happening, your awareness fades
to black as you pass back into unconsciousness.
A nerve impulse travels with the speed of thought from your
eyes. The golden glow of early morning sunlight shines on
your closed but relaxed eyes. Involuntarily you squint.
Eyelids slamming shut as tears form at their corners. Only
for a moment and then they begin to adjust. You recognize
your room and try to recall the details of the dream you
were having. Hair tickles your shoulders and suddenly you
are very awake. Quickly you sit up and the motion sends
breasts you shouldn't have jiggling uncontrollably. Looking
over at the mirror on your closet door, you see the fantasy
from your dream staring back at you.
At note taped to the glass has but one word... 'Realigned'.
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