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Forced Perspective One
I sat in the back of my robo-cab answering a few last minute work
emails, anticipating the long weekend ahead with great relief. I had no
plans, that was the plan. Work had been so all consuming for the past
two months that I'd barely had time to take a breath.
Just as I sent away my last email, the robo-cab smoothly pulled up to
my apartment building. The cab door slowly slid open as the A.I. gave
me its canned farewell in a slightly robotic voice. "Thank you for
riding with Artemis Cab Company, Thomas Wilson, we hope you enjoy your
evening." I ignored it, slipped my phone into my pocket and stepped out
onto the sidewalk.
Straightening out my wrinkled pant-legs, I walked up to the main entry
of my apartment building and sauntered up to the ocular recognition
scanner. A grid of tiny lasers locked onto my blue eyes, then the
automated doors slid open. "Welcome home Tom, would you like a whiskey
sour prepared?" The voice of my personal digital concierge Marcella
spoke. Her refined British accent was much smoother than the robotic
auto-cab A.I.
"That would be lovely Marcella, thank you," I said as I stepped into
the foyer and headed towards the elevators. As I walked I heard a
"ding" sound, and the elevator doors opened in front of me. "Thank you
again Marcella," I commented as I entered the lift. "Not a bother at
all Tom," she said blithely.
I pulled out my phone again and looked into my stocks, perused the news
a bit and checked to see if any new movies were streaming tonight as
the elevator made its way up to the 32nd floor. There didn't seem to be
any interesting new movie releases this weekend. Oh well.
The elevator doors opened once again, so I slipped my phone back into
my jacket pocket and strode down the hallway to my apartment. As I
approached my apartment the doors slid open, the lights inside turned
on automatically and classical music began to play softly. This was my
preferred "welcome home" setup.
I walked into the kitchen and went directly to the bartending station,
grabbing the whiskey sour Marcella had prepared for me. I took a small
sip, placed the drink on the kitchen counter, then removed my jacket
and tossed it onto the nearest bar stool. I stood for a moment, running
my hands through my hair. "Marcella, is my calendar clear for the long
weekend?"
There was a brief pause, then Marcella replied, "You need to perform a
mandatory ID update later this evening, and your friend Kirk has left
two messages today."
I groaned. Most people had an ID chip these days. It not only served as
a synapse backup, an extra copy of your consciousness so to speak, but
it also served as digital personal identification and allowed you to
plug into fully immersive VR experiences and other such entertainment.
Periodically, Ultradine Systems, the creators of the chip, required a
security software updates. I was a bit perturbed that they had chosen
tonight to push out a new update.
I put my free hand behind my head and rubbed the base of of my skull
where the chip was embedded. I then took another sip of my whiskey
sour. "What did Kirk want Marcella?"
Again, there was a brief pause. "He was enquiring whether or not you
would like to go... 'bar hopping'... tomorrow evening. He said to
assure you that there would be... 'a lot of premium tail'... to be
found."
I smirked and shook my head, taking another sip of my drink. "Still the
same old Kirk," I mused. We were both almost 50 years old, but thanks
to stem cell cloning and other medical advancements, we appeared to be
in our early 30's. Kirk still acted like a horny twenty something frat
boy.
I sat down on my round sectional couch, drink in hand, and put my feet
up on the coffee table as I exhaled deeply. The sun had gone down and I
was ready to relax. "Marcella, engage WiFi incognito mode and login
into The Cathouse."
My big screen television lowered from the ceiling, turned itself on and
navigated to The Cathouse, a live cam sex site. It then logged me in as
"Ace in the Hole," my comedic attempt at a sexy screen name. Finally, a
menu of cam girls opened.
I had wasted a lot of time and money on this cam site, but damn it was
relaxing. I had been in many failed relationships, probably because I
was a workaholic, so after a couple of years of bachelorhood I settled
into this weekend routine. It entailed logging into The Cathouse,
having some unrepentant VR sex, then logging off feeling satisfied but
slightly guilty. It worked for me, at least for right now.
My eyes casually skimmed over the available models, most were quite
familiar to me... Sasha, Carmen, Alexa... but as I scanned further
downward I spotted Zoe!
Zoe was, by far, my favorite cam model on the site. She had sandy
blonde hair, was very petite and looked to be in her early twenties,
though it's hard to say these days, she may have been almost as old as
me. She gyrated her lithe little body in a serpentine motion that
mesmerized me.
"Private, Zoe," my voice commanded as I took the last sip of my drink
and sat up on the edge of the couch. Zoe's camera zoomed in larger and
filled the entire screen. "Ace is entering Zoe's private room," the
Cathouse A.I. voice said playfully.
Zoe stopped gyrating and looked into the camera as if she was looking
directly into my eyes. "Hey Ace, nice to see you again, how's life?"
Her bubbly voice and mischievous smile always got me, not to mention
the tiny black thong and white belly cut t-shirt she wore.
"It's all aces here sweetie!" I tried to sound cool, but probably
failed. All aces... ugh... why did I say that?
Zoe giggled and leaned closer to the screen, giving me a nice view of
her small but very pert cleavage. "What game are we going to play
tonight Ace?" She then reached off screen and her hand returned
twirling a black choker. "Want a lil VR nookie?" Her grin made me want
to growl.
Her choker was actually a micro filament device that acted as a VR
interface. There were tons of different devices that, when coupled with
your ID chip, allowed you to be fully immersed in highly realistic,
mind blowing VR experiences. My VR interface was the classic headband.
It didn't look fancy, or sexy like Zoe's, but it was top if the line.
"Yeah... let's play!" I said with a deep growl as I reached under my
coffee table and grabbed my headband. Zoe clapped her hands joyfully
and put on her choker, making her look even sexier than she had before.
God this was going to be good!
.............
Much later... I'd just had my third virtual orgasm of the evening when
I came up for a breath. The virtual reality sex simulator this site
used was spectacular. It felt as if Zoe and I were both there in her
room, touching and groping each other, every sensation perfectly
manufactured in our brains. I had felt myself grip onto her tiny body
as my cock penetrated her over and over again. The feeling of her
squirming beneath me, her soft moans and the grip of her pussy... all
simulated to perfection.
The truth is, I was actually just a ghost. She was completely naked and
alone in her room, but the simulation made it feel as if I was there.
She could feel me and even see me partially, but it was all just a very
realistic mirage created within both of our brains.
As we lay side by side, virtually, on her white furry bedding, I gently
kissed her neck. "I'm going to log off for a minute and make a drink,
ok love?"
"Sure, make one for me too Ace," she tittered as she plopped her head
onto her white furry pillow, looking quite satisfied.
"Exit!" I stated. Then Zoe's room blinked out of existence and I was
once again sitting on my couch. I shot a quick glance at my watch. I
had been in VR with Zoe for almost two and a half hours, wow!
Time outside of VR moved a bit more quickly than it did inside VR. The
simulation literally slowed your perception of time to allow for the
processing speed of the massively complex simulations it immersed you
in. All and all, I had no regrets on how I'd spent my time so far this
evening.
"Marcella, make me another whiskey sour," I commanded as I got up from
the couch and removed my headband, gently placing it on the coffee
table. I checked my pants to see if I had a actually cum, but as usual,
there was nothing. That always amazed me, it had felt so real, so raw,
but it was all just phantom synapses firing in my brain.
I walked to the kitchen and observed as the automated bartending
station made me a whiskey sour exactly how I liked it. I grabbed the
drink, took a good sized gulp and shook my head thinking about the VR
sex I just had with Zoe. "No harm in diving in for another hour or so,
right?" I queried myself as I walked back to the couch and sat down.
I looked up at the big screen television to see Zoe's tiny little body
splayed out on her white fluffy bed, smiling with her eyes closed.
"Nah, no harm at all... Ace!" I smiled as I answered my own question.
I placed my drink on the coffee table and adorned my headband once
again. Within a few seconds, I was linked back into VR and seemed to be
standing at the foot of Zoe's bed looking down upon her glorious minx-
like form. "The Ace has returned my sweet... are you ready for round
two?"
Zoe sat up on her elbows and purred, "You know it big fella, I am
always ready!" She grinned and rolled onto her side revealing her taut
little backside. "Hey Ace, wanna try the new shared sensual DLC from
the site? It's only 50 credits and I haven't tried it yet." Zoe
motioned with her hand and a red button with yellow text saying "Shared
Sensual" appeared in front of me.
I scratched my scruffy virtual chin, "what's it supposed to do?" I had
tried a few downloadable content drops on the site, some were really
great but most were less than stellar.
"Supposedly, it allows us to feel what the other person is feeling,
while still letting us feel our own sensations. It's supposed to be a
kinda, double sex double orgasm hit. Some of the others girls said that
it can be a pretty wild ride!" Zoe crawled up onto all four and looked
pleadingly into my eyes, "I'm sooo curious what it's like Ace... come
on, let's try it!"
I wasn't sure if she was really curious, or if this was just an
elaborate sales pitch. If it was a sales pitch, consider me sold... how
could I refuse those big brown eyes! I reached out and clicked the
large red button. "What the hell, let's try it out." Then I crawled up
the foot of the bed towards Zoe, once again stalking my prey.
What followed was one of the most erotically intense series of
sensations that I had ever felt in my entire lifetime. As my hand
gently squeezed Zoe's delightful little breasts, I could not only feel
them in my hands, but I could also feel my hands as they squeezed them.
I felt what she felt!
Every sensation was shared. My lips on her lips, my large fingers
teasing her tiny clit, my rock hard cock penetrating her tight little
pussy... all of it was reflected back into my own brain.
She felt my sensations as well, moaning as she felt her own tiny hand
grip my throbbing cock, growling a cute little growl as I penetrated
her. It was simply amazing, all consuming... it was an orgy of
sensations that pulled us both into each other's sensations and refused
to let us go.
I had no idea how much time passed as we wrestled, groped and gripped
each other on the fluffy white bedding. We were both too enthralled to
comprehend anything outside of the torrent of sensations that flooded
our synapses...
... then I froze, and I was abruptly pulled out of our shared ecstasy
by a buzzing at the base of my skull, followed by the sound of a
simulated robotic voice:
"THOMAS WILSON, Welcome to Ultradine Systems update 238A-770. Thank you
for logging into the cerebral link system and for choosing automatic
updates in your terms if service agreement."
"We have ascertained that you may be out-linked to a virtual reality
entertainment simulation. We are required to end your simulation and
reset your ID chip data immediately in order maintain your security
encryption. This process should take no longer than 45 minutes. We
appreciate your patience, and thank you for choosing Ultradine Systems
as your ID service provider."
At this point, my entire body twitched and I couldn't feel any
sensations at all... then everything went black.
.............
I don't know how long I was unconscious, but I felt my eyes blink
several times, then open. This was typical of a synaptic ID chip
reboot, there was always a few seconds that passed before your motor
functions returned completely.
My eyes darted from side to side, and I could tell that I was still in
Zoe's room. My brain tried to process this. Did the update not log me
out of the simulation? How long had I been out? Did Zoe leave?
As my mind raced, I began to feel physical sensations return to my
body. Everything felt soft, I felt like I was laying on a layer of
clouds. I tried to move my fingers, and I could feel them clench and
unclench. Ok, that was a good sign.
After a few seconds I was able to sit up on my elbows, and as I did, a
curtain of sandy brown hair fell over my face. "What the fuck?" I
sputtered the words, but it didn't sound like my voice, so I tried to
clear my throat as I moved the hair from my face.
As I moved the hair away, I noticed that my hand seemed very small and
thin. I turned my hand over and saw that my nails were quite long and
they were painted pink with white tips. "What the fuuuck?" I said again
in my new, higher pitched voice.
I frantically looked down at my body, but it wasn't my body... I had
pert little breasts, a toned thin tummy, a completely shaved and cock-
less crotch and two long thin and very hairless legs!
I immediately grabbed my crotch, desperately looking for my missing
manhood, but all I found was a pair of moist pink pussy lips. "What the
fuck is going on?" I gasped in shock as I scrambled into a kneeling
position, still panicking as I felt my new tits wobble on my chest.
As my dainty hands wandered over my new tiny soft body, I heard a male
voice speak. "Hey Ace, you're finally awake huh?"
My eyes still wide with shock looked towards the laptop screen at the
foot of the bed. I crawled towards it and looked more closely. There on
the screen was my own smirking face! He was sitting on my couch, in my
living room!
I looked around the room I was in again. My naked little body was on
all fours, on top of white fluffy sheets, with white fluffy pillows.
There was a small nightstand with a pink lamp, a small chair with a
pink teddy bear on it... this was Zoe's room, but why was I here and
who was that on the monitor?
My doppelg?nger leaned in closer to the screen and took a swig of the
whiskey sour I had left on my coffee table. "Calm down Ace... I assume
it is Ace I'm talking to right?"
I crouched down in front of the screen and nodded my head. "Yeah, it's
me... Ace... bbbut, my name is Tom... Tom Wilson." My tiny new voice
was shaking with fear and confusion.
"Well Tommy boy, it's me Zoe. Somehow your ID update caused us to
switch bodies... I figure." He took another drink from his glass and
sat back on the couch. "Nice pad you have here, by the way," He spun
his glass slightly, making the ice inside rattle.
Reality dropped on me like a ton of bricks. I sat up on my knees,
looked at my dainty hands again, then ran my hands down my new body,
then back up to my little pert tits. I was Zoe... I am in Zoe's fucking
body! "This isn't possible, right? This is just part of that
simulation?" I looked back at the laptop screen.
My duplicate pointed to his head. "I took your headband off over a half
hour ago, this is cam to cam sweetie. I am here, and you are there...
in my little body... nice view by the way." He smirked as he polished
off my drink.
It suddenly dawned on my as my hair fell in my face once again. Not
only was I in Zoe's body, but I was also totally naked on cam... in
Zoe's body!
I grabbed the fluffy white blanket and pulled it protectively around
me, feeling my lithe little body shift underneath. I saw my old body
lean closer to the laptop again and laugh. "No need to be shy sweetie,
I've seen that body naked a million times." He seemed to delight in my
discomfort.
I shuddered as I tried to collect my thoughts. "How did this happen?
Are you sure this isn't part of some simulation?" Underneath the
blanket, my free hand explored the soft sexy prison I now seemed to be
trapped in.
The new Tom leaned back on the couch and crossed his legs. "Well, I
checked your ID backup history, and as far as I can tell, the new
software you downloaded confused the backup program." He took another
drink, then said "Marcella, make me another whiskey sour," I could hear
the slight whirr of my automated bar making the drink in the
background.
My hand wandered up to my neck and I could feel that the choker Zoe's
had been wearing was snugly affixed around my neck. "Confused how? What
the fuck happened?" This all felt way too real right now.
"From what I can tell, the sensual simulator kinda, blended the data on
each of our ID chips... or at least that's how the update program saw
it." I watched as my body got up and casually walked into my kitchen,
fetching another drink. "So, it basically took my ID data and wrote it
onto your ID chip, and it seems like it took your data and overwrote
you onto mine." He then walked back into the living room, drink in
hand, and plunked back onto the couch.
I let this sink in. I knew an ID chip was essentially a back up copy of
your brain functions. It was created so that, even if someone went
totally brain dead their "consciousness" was backed up, and they could
be revived after their body had been repaired or rejuvenated. That
said, I had never read anything like this... I didn't know you could
accidentally switch fucking bodies!
I began to regain my mental footing. "Ok, so... so how do we download
back again, to each other, or whatever the fuck." I sounded like an
impatient little girl, god I hated that!
The new me scratched the stubble on his chin, then sipped his drink
again. "To be honest, I have no fucking idea sweetie... but we'll need
to figure that out, unless you wanna be sexy little cam girl Zoe from
now on?" He smirked, as if he was nonplussed by this entire insane
situation.
"Goddammit!" I ineffectively slammed my fist down on the fluffy soft
bedding in an inconsequential huff. This situation was fifty shades of
fucked up. "Why are you so goddamn flippant about this? Aren't you
freaked out?" I knew my show of rage probably looked more adorable than
intimidating, damn it made me feel powerless.
New Tom put his drink down and held up his hands. "Look honey, I'm as
freaked about this as you are, but panicking won't help anything right
now, ok?" Then he grabbed his drink again... my damn drink dammit!
"Ok ok ok.... let's just calm down." I recited this like a new mantra
as I held the soft blanket over my naked little body. "Did you try to
contact the help desk at Ultradine Systems?" My mind flailed for any
option to reverse the crazy scenario I was trapped in.
"Well, we could try that Ace... or Tom I mean, but they'd find out that
you linked into pirate software from a porn site, so... I just figured
you wouldn't want that." He then stretched up his arms and clasped them
behind his head.
He had a point. Most of the software from porn sites like The Cathouse
was considered copyright infringement by Ultradine, they actively
prosecuted anyone who created or used the code. Bringing a situation
like this to their attention might land both of us in jail for a very
very long time. Not to mention the fact that it would utterly destroy
the career I'd worked so hard to build!
I tossed aside the fluffy blanket that covered my nakedness, stomped
over to the pink teddy bear on the chair and petulantly tossed it
across the room. "Fuuuuck!" I squealed in my squeaky high pitched
voice. "Fuck, fuck, fuck!"
"Hey now, calm down there hulkster..." my former body seemed very
entertained by my pitiful show of force. "... collar command, vibrator
level three," he stated.
Suddenly I felt my new pussy vibrate uncontrollably. My entire body
shuddered as I fell onto the bed, my fingers desperately probing my
soft wet pussy for the phantom device that penetrated me. "Uhhhh....
fuhhhhh..." I moaned.
Finally the sensation subsided, and I managed to mumble a few words.
"Wha was that...?" I tried to regain my composure, but I was still
basking in the glow of the pleasure I had just felt.
"That my dear was a virtual toy, one of the many delightful features
programmed into that collar you have on." My former body had a cheshire
cat grin on his face.
My hands shot up to to the collar around my neck as I searched for a
clasp or hook to remove it. "How do I get this damned thing off?" The
collar seemed to be continuously smooth... no clasp. I tried to rip it
off, but the micro-filaments were too strong.
"It's password protected... Zoe." My former body smiled as he
unbuttoned his shirt and leaned back on the couch again.
"Well... what the fuck is the password? And my name is Thomas Wilson
goddammit, not Zoe!" My not so fearsome voiced squealed again as I
crawled up closer to the laptop screen.
My former body idly rubbed his new cock as it strained against his
pants. "Look Zoe... if you want to find a way to reverse this then
you'll need my help. At the moment, you are Zoe Anderson... you barely
have any credits banked, which is why you work as a cam girl," He tried
to take a sip from his drink, but his glass was empty, so he set it
down. "Whereas, I on the other hand am Thomas Wilson. From what
Marcella has told me, I have a SHITLOAD of credits banked, and you'll
need me to get out of this situation."
He then set his glass on my coffee table and stared directly into the
camera. "Do you understand the situation now... Zoe?" His grin was gone
and he now seemed deadly serious.
"Yes..." I said, feeling trapped and defeated.
"Yes what?" he asked.
"Yes... sir?" I questioned.
"Good girl Zoe... you are a quick learner." He smiled and sat back on
my couch again, then barked at Marcella to make him another drink.
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