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George sighed as he glanced at the clock on his screen..

Why does the last half hour of the day seem like the longest?

His fingers danced across his keyboard. He worked as a programmer at Intraverse. He was just one of thousands of megacorp employees who spent his days toiling away at a keyboard. He wasn’t even working on any of the interesting projects at the company. George was an invisible corporate cog, and that was the way he wanted the world to think about him.

No one expected a necktie wearing cubicle warmer to moonlight as a rouge runner. His long time friend and partner, Wirerat, thought it was the perfect cover. On top of that, for many jobs having a completely ordinary and boring guy was just what they needed. George had normal hair, no glowing tattoos, and no cybernetic implants, but those who knew him knew he had the skills and brains to be an effective rogue runner. For George the questionable, and sometimes illegal, missions were a quicker and less annoying path to get out of the lower levels of the city than trying to get promoted at Intaverse. That, and it was more fun and exciting than just plugging into VR during his free time.

As the last few minutes ran down, George closed his current project and checked his email before finally logged out. He followed the rest of his shift to the elevators to the lower levels of the city. Some of his coworkers chatted, others were already checked out into their personal devices. George just quietly waited for the elevator to descend to the lower level. Once he was out of the building then he would plug in and see if Wirerat had found anything for them that night. When the elevator doors opened on the lower gallery, George stepped off. He followed the flow out the main exit. As he stepped out into the hazy dingy light of the city’s lower level he let out a sigh.

George loosened his tie and slipped on his visor. The device did many things from enhanced vision modes to display of information feeds. Immediately he saw a message waiting in his inbox from Wirerat. The visor tracked his eye movements and opened the file.

Hey George! I think I found some interesting data, but I’ll need you to really crack it. Let me know when you’re at your place and I’ll bring it over.

Sounds like the start of a good night. George smiled as he sent a reply back to his friend.

When he got there, Wirerat was already waiting outside the door to George’s apartment block.

“Long day?” Wirerat asked as George scanned his fingerprint to unlock the door.

“I’ve had worse, no meetings at least. So, what did you find?”

Wirerat looked around the area. “I don’t want to say it out in the open.”

“It must be good then.” George chuckled as they entered the lobby.

The elevator was malfunctioning, again, so they had to climb the stairs up to George’s apartment. The apartment itself was small, not much more than a large closet with an attached bathroom. The plascrete walls were covered with posters, which at least filled the small place with color. George folded down the bench-like bed so they would both have a place to sit. Wirerat fished out a six pack of cheap beer from the plastic bag in his hand. He detached a can and handed it to George.

“So, do you remember Cybrex?”

“Shit, how could I forget? I can’t believe they actually tried to fight the Universal Licensing Board.”

“Yeah, it was crazy. The ULB actually streamed the raid on the C suite. The execution of the board was pay-per-view though.”

“I didn’t watch either, not my idea of entertainment. After that they liquidated the company I think. That was what, three years ago? Why bring it up now?”

“There were always rumors that Cybrex was up to some weird off the books shit, even by megacorp standards. I heard they had off site locations all over the lower city and the outskirts."He pulled a datacrystal out from a pocket. “Then I found this after that job we did for that Exo-Gen VP.”

“Oh yeah, I remember that one, he was embezzling and banging the VP’s husband, well, getting banged as it turned out.

“Yeah, that’s the one. It turns out the guy we raided worked for Cybrex back in the day. I found a box with a few data crystals but I didn’t get around to looking at them until now. The rest were junk, but this one has real Cybrex files on it. What I could see outside the secured bits hints at a little off the grid location in the outskirts, but no solid location, or at least not in the clear data.”

“I can take a look.” George took the data crystal and slotted it into his deck. “What’s your angle though?”

“Cybrex doesn’t exist anymore. There’s no one to come looking for us over any loot we find there. We could sell the stuff on the open market and no one would bat an eye.”

“Unless what we find is too good to be openly traded. Assuming the ULB didn’t find the place and already liquidated it.” George looked at his screen before he started to type commands. Wirerat sipped his beer as he watched, trying to be patient.

“Alright, I cracked the security protections. Just let me run some searches on the data.” George sipped his own beer as he waited for the searches to complete and compile. “Ok, I got something.”

“What is it?”

“A set of coordinates and a name, site seventy-eight.”

“I knew it! Anything else?”

“Maybe. There are several mentions of a project Azure Courtesan. Whatever is stored here has something to do with that.”

“Ooo, a secret project. That sounds even more profitable”

“Don’t count your credits before they’re transferred.”

“I know, but still, worst case we still get a nice road trip out of it.” Wirerat stood up. “I’ll go get the truck while you get out of the wage slave uniform.”

“I’ll meet you out front in fifteen.” George smiled as he slipped off his necktie.

***

Wirerat’s truck rumbled down an old mostly unused highway into the outskirts. The navigation system led them to an old metal building. It was rusted and weathered and looked as abandoned as anywhere else in the outskirts. Although the exterior of the building looked like it dated back to before the Collapse, the security system looked exceedingly modern. Although neither was worried about the defunct megacorp, it was not uncommon for automated defenses to be installed, especially this far out from the city proper. Working together to both hack and physically disarm the security system they managed to get inside the building fully intact.

Back-up powercells hummed to life when Wirerat connected the breaker and seconds later the overhead lights filled the inside of the hidden warehouse in cold white light. Most of the shelves were empty, but in the middle of the room there was some kind of a lab set up. Just looking at the equipment, Wirerat knew this was a huge score.

“I don’t even know what these things are, but they look expensive.” Wirerat said as she dusted off a control panel.

George chuckled. “From what I can tell, it looks like most of it is for cyberware, which makes sense. Cybrex’s main business was robotics, implants, and cyberframes.”

George wandered over to several pallets loaded with crates. The largest one was metal and had Azure Courtesan PT-001 stenciled on the side. He was curious, but the crate was sealed and it would take more than a crowbar to open the crate. “This must be what they set up this place for. Should we open it and see what’s inside?

“We can do that back at the warehouse. Better we get everything we can in the truck before someone notices we’re out here and comes to ask questions.”

“Good point. I’ll open the bay doors.”

They worked quickly to load everything of value onto the truck. Worried about being caught raiding an unlisted cache of a defunct company, they were rushing and not following the best safety procedures. As Wirerat was using the hoist to load up the mysterious metal crate when suddenly it slipped out of the cradle.

“George!” He shouted in warning but it was too late.

The heavy metal crate knocked George onto the ground and crushed his body. He tried to scream, but there was no air to fill his lungs. The last thing he saw was Wirerat running towards him before everything went black.

It was black void of nothingness that surrounded George when he started to think once again.

“Where am I? Why can’t I see or feel anything? Am I dead? Shit, is this hell?”

“Neural activity detected at conscious levels.” A calm feminine voice seemed to come from every direction at once.

“What? Who are you?”

“Initiating first boot sequence.”

Appearing in front of him, George saw the corporate logo for Cybrex fill his field of vision. This was replaced after a few seconds with plain text.

Cybrex Bio-Interface initiating….

Neural structure detected….

Scanning for implants….None detected.

Stage one uplink initiated…100%

Bio-Interface stage one complete!

Launching Azure Courtesan OS, Ver. 1.5 (BETA)

The plain text vanished and was instead replaced with a pleasant field of swirling colors. After a moment the swirling colors shifted into a view of the ocean from a beach. the sound of waves washing up along the shore filled his ears, and he could even feel a warm breeze on his skin, even though he had no body he could see.

“Please just sit back and relax as the system fully installs and integrates with your mind. This may take up to an hour depending on both your personal neural chemistry and the cyberframe hardware. Thank you for choosing Cybrex.”

In the sky above the ocean a progress bar resembling clouds formed.

“What the hell is going on? Is this some kind of VR prank? It’s not funny if it is.” George sighed, “Of course I could actually be dead and this is my own personal hell. After all, I never liked beach simulations.”

As much as he wasn’t a fan of the beach, the simulation kept his brain stimulated enough that he didn’t go crazy. He wasn’t able to nap, so all he could do was watch the simulated ocean and watch the progress bar slowly fill. As the rectangular cloud grew longer, the sun moved overhead and started to set.

“Nice touch.” George commented as the sun started to dip over the horizon and into the sea.

As the sun slipped over the horizon and the stars started to come out the progress bar completed and then faded away into the twilight.

“Thank you for your patience. System start will begin momentarily, please brace yourself.”

“Brace myself? For what?”

The scene in front of him faded back to black silence and he was in the void again. It was only for a moment, however. Suddenly it was like every nerve in his body was stimulated all at once. George violently broke back into the real world and his entire body nearly jumped off the table he was resting on. It looked and felt like the real world, but something was very wrong, and it wasn’t just the data overlay he was seeing in his field of vision.

“She, I mean, George is awake!” Wirerat shouted excitedly as he jumped up from a stool.

“I told you to be patient, it’s not like I just slapped a new pair of legs on him.” George snapped his head and saw Doc Thompson , the cyber doc who ran Adonis’ Garage. “Still, I’m glad this thing actually worked. You never know with prototype stuff.

Looking around George realized he was in Adonis’ Garage in the back room where Doc Thompson performed the more questionable cyber surgeries.

“What’s going on? What happened back in the warehouse? Why does everything feel off? What the fuck is wrong with my voice?” George’s eyes then noticed the reflection in the mirror.

All he could do was stare at the reflection of a face that wasn’t his own. Let alone the rest of his body. Slowly, George moved off of the operating table. His feet registered the rough plascrete floor but it didn’t really feel cold. Although these were his first steps in this body, he seemed to be able to walk with no difficulty. He stood in front of the mirror now. His body appeared to be that of an attractive athletic female. His body was covered in very convincing synflesh, he couldn’t even detect any seams. The only thing protecting his modesty were manufacturer stickers over his nipples and sex. They were bright red and clearly read ‘remove before use.’

“George,” Wirerat said softly as he slowly approached his friend, “let me explain. I don’t know how much you remember from the warehouse.”

“I remember you shouting my name and then pain followed by darkness.” George touched his face gently, feeling the unfamiliar face.

“You were…crushed. Everything below your neck, it, it was…” Wirerat covered his mouth as he fought back the vomit trying to leave his stomach. “I didn’t know what to do, and then I saw it.”

“Saw what?”

“He found a head preservation unit.” Doc filled in, pointing to a device with a large jar-like portion covered with blood and gore at the base. “He managed to stick your noggin in there before braindeath kicked in.”

George took a deep breath, even though it was just for show with his current body. “If you saved my head, why do I have a chick’s face?”

“I’m getting to that.” Wirerat still looked a little green around the gills, but continued. “I figured whatever kind of rig we would need for you wouldn’t be cheap, so I finished loading up everything that would fit on the truck and hauled it back here.”

“You looted the place while my head was in a jar?” He placed a hand on a curvy hip and glared at his friend. “Really?”

“Oh relax, you would be stable in that jar for like a week.” Doc pushed aside the concern.

“I wasn’t fit to drive after what I had just seen anyway. When I got to the garage, Doc opened up that big metal crate and found, well, this.” Wirerat gestured to the mostly nude body George was now in.

“It’s a far better cyberbody than someone like you would ever be allowed to buy.” Doc chimed in again. “So there’s that.”

“You’re not really helping me here, Doc! Look, we probably couldn’t sell that body, Doc thinks parts of it might be straight up banned.”

“You definitely would need a proper license for some of the features. Others I think the ULB and megacorps just wouldn’t want anyone running around with. Good thing there’s some high-end scanning dampers in there.” Doc interjected.

George raised an eyebrow. “Aren’t those illegal too?”

“The dampers hide themselves. I wouldn’t worry about it, just don’t broadcast it.”

“Look,” Wirerat tried to steer the conversation back on track. “Even if I had found a buyer, it would have taken more than a week to find and close the deal. Selling the rest of the loot fast would have barely gotten you a body of used cyberware and car parts duct taped together. Instead, I traded some of the medical equipment to Doc and had him put your brain into the body we already had.”

“The body that I would get fined into oblivion if not right out killed for running. But beyond that, just look at this thing! It’s not just a female frame,” he slapped the rather generous chest and they jiggled perfectly. “I’m almost a walking caricature!”

“From what I found in the box, it’s some kind of advanced prototype sex-doll body.” Doc offered. “Don’t look at me like that! Everyone knows Cybrex made the best bimbo-bodies credits could buy. Plenty of people are still using them today.”

“I did not need to know that!” George covered his face with his hands. He wasn't sure if he wanted to cry or not, or even if he could still cry.

Doc turned away awkwardly while Wirerat nervously approached.

“I’m sorry George, it was either this or, or…”

“Look, I need some time here, and some fucking clothes.”

“Doc placed his hand on Wirerat’s shoulder. “Let’s go find something for George to wear. Don’t worry, I have a copy of the body’s measurements.”

“If you come back with stripper clothes, I’ll kill you both.”

“There’s the spirit. While we’re gone, I suggest you go through the onboard manual. This prototype is loaded up with features, you’ll want to know how to use them.”

“Yeah sure.” At this point George just wanted to be alone.

He got his wish and was left alone in the operating room. George stood by the mirror, still not fully believing that the body in the reflection was now his body.

Why couldn’t it be an Azure Jiggilo body? He sighed then pulled away the sticker off his right nipple. It didn’t hurt but he felt tingles as it was pulled away. Even when not trying this body is built for pleasure. He removed the other stickers trying not to think about it. Doc is probably right, I should read the manual to this thing if I’m going to be stuck in it for the foreseeable future.

George went back to the operating table and sat down. He stared at the equipment on the opposite wall and tried to focus. Eventually a message popped up on the overlay.

Access User Manual?

Yes/No

“Yes.” He whispered.

The system registered the request. George had thought the information would be displayed on the overlay, perhaps with accompanying pictures and video. Instead he felt dizzy as the information was downloaded directly into his brain.

“Fuck! You could have warned me, Doc!” He gripped the edge of the table tightly and closed his eyes until with a chime the download completed.

George opened his eyes and he decided to go through what he had learned as a checklist to see if everything was working and familiarize himself with how it would feel. He started with his eyes. With a blink he could shift between vision modes. Light amplification, night vision, thermal scan, ultra violet. It was more than his visor could do. He could also zoom in with a telephoto function.

Next he tested his audio features. He could both amplify and reduce the volume, not too impressive but useful. There was also filtering and noise cancellation ability. He could also adjust his hearing above and below human range, though he quickly switched back as the high frequency whine from the equipment was annoying.

I don’t know why they would load a sex doll with enhanced senses, but I guess I can’t complain. Moving on…

George hopped down from the table and went back to the mirror. The next feature he tested was the hair. Currently it was a simple shoulder length straight black hair. He started with adjusting the length. It pulled back into his scalp becoming a pixie cut. He then reversed it and grew it long, all the way to his waist. He tried making it wavy, then curly. It was actually fun adjusting the style however he liked. Eventually he settled on long straight hair, going just past his shoulder blades.

I always wanted long hair, but had to keep it professional. Since that’s off the table, how about some color?

With a thought color instantly flickered through the fibers of his hair. It went from black, to brunette, to blond, to a rich auburn. But George didn’t need to limit himself to natural colors. Green, red, blue, he even did a full rainbow just for the hell of it. But blue was always a favorite color of his. He mimicked the bright neon blue of his favorite tie. George was smiling now as he ran his fingers through his hair.

Maybe this isn’t so bad. What else can I change?

George looked down and cupped his breasts. They started to shrink, becoming small and perky, then going almost flat. He then started to expand them back to their original size and even further. He actually felt a shift in his back and shoulders to better support the huge almost beachball sized tits now hanging off his chest. George laughed and it came out sounding like a girlish giggle. He didn’t seem to mind or even notice.

I think I’ll go back to being reasonably big. He smiled as they reduced back to their starting size. But good to know I can adjust it like an avatar with a chest slider. There’s more they can do though.

George rubbed his nipples and the nubs started to swell before a tight hole opened in the middle. He slipped a finger inside gently and shivered slightly at the sensation. Fuckable breasts were something he had heard about in passing from the bodymod community, but had never given it much thought. He found himself wondering what it would feel like to have a cock pushing into the onahole-esque passage, or perhaps even one in each.

“Woah, focus here.” he whispered to himself as he pulled his teasing finger out.

Looking down at his hands he focused his attention on his nails. Currently they looked like average red painted nails. Shifting the color was as easy and he went with neon blue to match his hair. But more than the color could be changed. He adjusted the length and the shape forming them into wicked claws.

Good if I need a weapon, or for the right kind of guy…Why do I keep thinking about men? I am still a guy, my brain hasn’t changed. Or has it?

As George pondered that he started to play with his tongue. It was flexible and could extend out to an insane length, long enough to tease his nipples without even looking down. It also seemed to have a vibration function built in for more intense stimulation. In fact all his holes had some sort of increased suction and/or vibration capability.

I guess that’s expected in a high-end sex-doll. All the bells and whistles. Speaking of whistles…

George sat on the table and spread his legs wide, wider than he thought he could.

Damn this body is flexible. I bet that could be useful in a lot of ways…anyway, let’s see if this works.

Just above his pussy, a hole opened and out of it extended what at first looked like a fleshy tentacle. It then molded itself like living clay into shape. George couldn’t help smirking a bit at the new appendage. It was a cock, because of course someone would want a futa sex-doll. But it wasn’t just any cock, he had to go for everyone’s favorite. Standing proudly out from George’s fem body was a sixty centimeter pillar of a horse cock. It was two-toned, a dark almost black at the base and a soft pink for the rest of the shaft. He gently ran a hand over it. If anything it felt better than the real thing.

He let out another giggling laugh as he stroked the massive shaft slowly. Somehow knowing that he didn’t have to give up on having a cock, made it easier to accept the rest of the changes. This frame wasn’t completely female, and there was no reason for George to be one or the other either.

_I don’t know if it’s this body or if something else was downloaded into my brain with the manual, and I really don’t care at this point. Maybe it’s time I give up on being the old George. _

They hopped down from the table. From the base of their heels long metallic spikes grew, shifting their feet as though they were wearing heels. They walked across the hard plascrete floor, enjoying the feeling. George reached for the base of their cock and with a slight twist they detached it from her body. They could still ‘feel’ the massive shaft as they hefted it in their hands. Returning to the operating table, George laid down and spread their legs wide.

Does it count as masturbation if I fuck myself with my own cock? George mused as they rubbed the flattened end of the cock turned dilldo against their slit.

George started to push it in and shivered as their body automatically adjusted to the huge shaft. There was no pain as they stretched, only the double pleasure of penetrating and being penetrated at the same time. They took their time still, wanting to fully appreciate it all. They worked the equine shaft bit by bit while their pussy vibrated and massaged what was already inside. They were moaning loudly now, their voice shifting upward in pitch.

“More!” They cried out.

George’s tongue extended from their open mouth and snaked along their chest. It pushed into their nipple adding to the pleasure. They were writhing on the table now, and all George could think about was how this would feel if all their holes were filled. The cock-turned dildo was now bottoming out fully inside their body. Slow and steady had given way to fast and desperate. When it finally hit it was like the entire world slowed down. George’s body was processing the pleasure signals at speeds that a human couldn't even grasp. The cascade of pleasure felt like it lasted hours to them, even if their screaming and twitching only lasted for a few moments from the outside.

There was no need to catch their breath, as George didn’t breathe anymore in the first place. They simply sat up, fully recovered and ready to go again. They decided against this, after all George was sure Wirerat and Doc would be back soon. They pulled their own cock back out from their pussy and reattached it. It then reversed the process and retracted back into their body until needed again. George then cleaned up the table and themself from the lubrication fluids and synthetic cum. Not long after that, They could hear them returning to the back room.

“Hey George, we found some clothes, I hope they…” Wirerat trailed off as he saw the fully naked body standing there on their built-in heels.

“What? Did you think I was going to keep the stickers on. Besides, I know you’ve seen a naked woman before.”

“Yeah but…” He shook his head, “Are you calling yourself a woman now, George?”

“Not entirely. Lets say I’m feeling more non-binary after getting to know this frame.”

“What about your name, are you keeping George?” Doc asked.

“I don’t know. Maybe, maybe not. I’ve got enough to work through first.”

“Best to change it when you set up everything else, it’s less paperwork that way.” Doc said. “You might want to take a day or two off work while you figure it all out.”

“Good point, but first thing’s first, where are those clothes you got for me.

“Right here.” Wirerat handed over a plastic bag of clothing to her, “And I promise nothing in there is too sexy.

George smirked at that. “Thank you.”

***

Officially changing their name and gender turned out to be easier than getting a driving license. They just needed to fill out a form and pay a small fee. George went back and forth on several variations of their old name before he settled on Gyn. Updating their wardrobe over the next few weeks was a bit more costly, but was at least fun to do. Not to mention Gyn got a kick out of making Wirerat blush when they were purchasing more risque outfits.

As far as Intaverse was concerned they couldn’t care any less whether it was a man, woman, or other sitting in cubicle N-666, as long as their projects were being completed in a timely manner. Intaverse probably would have cared about the unlisted prototype cyberbody if they had known, but between Gyn’s modest clothing, old hair color, and acting like a normal office drone they had no idea their body was anything other than a basic sex-change body mod.

Once they were off the corporate clock, however, Gyn would indulge in enjoying their body. They had started a new side business as an escort. Men, women, and everything in between were willing to pay good credits to spend time with them. Gyn did their best to keep it professional, but they loved the work. Gyn was still working with Wirerat, he had taken on the role of their manager, an arrangement that worked well for them both. They still did runs on the side, in fact with Gyn’s new body they were able to take on extremely well paying gigs.

Tonight, however, Gyn was taking the night off. They had ditched their corporate clothes for a long robe, so sheer it might as well be invisible. It hung open as they walked across the living room floor of their new apartment. No longer a closet on the lower levels, Gyn now had a fully furnished suite in one of the mid-range towers. They stood at the large window, not caring in the least if anyone saw them this high up. Gyn looked out on the glittering lights and holosigns of the city below. When they looked up, they could see the actual sky now. Gyn smiled as they enjoyed the view.

I wonder if I should take that promotion at work. I know Brian is offering it to me because of my body rather than my work, but still, more creds and access to a nicer washroom. I’ll worry about it in the morning, for now I just want to enjoy my new place. I wonder if any of my neighbors would enjoy a little housewarming party? Their lips curled into a wicked smile.

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Writing by Syntaxerror37

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