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"So just sign here, here, and initial here."

Laura did as directed, then poked Larry in the chest. "I already signed a million waivers when I joined the company to enroll in the Desire department in the first place. Why do I need another round for this little test?"

"Because this is super experimental tech, lady. More so than usual, even. You don't have any existing mods, but you have a full body scan, so we've got basically the best blank slate we can ask for in you. Minor surgery to get the interface in place, and synch you to the VR program, then-"

Laura felt her brain glaze right over. He started going on about words involving multiple suffixes and some she was pretty sure he'd just made up on the spot. Madame had suggested she sign up for the test, and that had been that. She knew best, as head of the Desire department, what folks would enjoy and what they wouldn't. If she thought the sabertooth was going to enjoy whatever this was, she was probably right.

Larry wound down, took a breath, then shrugged. "Basically testing some really cutting edge telepresence stuff. Imagine being able to do your thing anywhere within signal reach, instead of having to be in the same room as the clients. Low orbit, even, or deep sea. Other side of the world. As long as they've got an immersion rig and bandwidth."

"Okay, so let's test this shit, then."

Surgery was quick, recovery was similar. The interface was a tiny thing at the base of her skull that interfaced at the brainstem, and needed a ton of calibration.

"Okay, so we're on day, uh... eight of calibration now?" Laura was sipping coffee while she laid on the couch, and Larry watched a flow of data on the wall screen.

"Yeah. We're having to teach the program everything. You know how you've got five different types of sensory nerve? We have to teach the program to read what those feel like on every inch of you. Yes, inside and out. As long as we're receiving data, it's sorting out the sensation of drinking coffee. We can get it to replay sensations for you, but not build new ones, yet."

He punched a couple of buttons, and Laura stared at the empty cup in her hands as she felt that last sip replay itself.

"That felt almost flawless. Fuck, the only reason I knew it wasn't real is because I had the empty cup in my hands."

"Neat, ain't it?"

"Scary. But neat, yeah."

"We've been able to fool your brain into interpreting signals as reality. Now we're figuring out how to fool your body the same way."

Calibration had taken a month and a half. Larry was sure they could trim it to a few days on a new participant, now that they had a good framework to work from, and with a few more trials, just make it plug and play. Larry had also been very helpful in some of the calibration. He had a big dick, that had been handy for fine tuning some of the deeper internal readings.

Now they were about ready to put the next phase of testing into action. "Have a seat, Laura, lay out on the couch. We're going to try single user sync now."

She sprawled out. The couch was comfortable enough for a nap, but she was too excited for that. User synch was the dream they'd been chasing for weeks, and might work this time. There was a familiar sense of vertigo, then the five flashes. Heat, cold, pressure, pain, and vibration, every nerve in her body lighting up in sequence. It was too brief to really be painful, but the sensations were pervasive.

Then nothing, as expected. Larry pressed a few more keys. "Okay. You're fully online now, all signs are normal. I'm going to link you up with, uh... this one looks good."

The result was instant. There were hands on her. Under her clothes, even, she felt those hands on her hips, stroking her belly, her thighs. "Uh, Larry, that's more than two hands."

"There's only one feed, I'm only seeing one user connected to the lobby that's got your avatar, and we only put you in one lobby."

Which didn't change that there were many more hands on her. Very, very intimate hands. She was laying on the couch still, but felt... hands pulling her hair, hands prying her maw open, hands spreading her thighs. There was no real foreplay, but with the avatars there didn't need to be. They were far more advanced than simple VR sex toys. They played back, there was resistance and reaction. All run by Adelaide, who had observed how each of the avatar actors behaved with live clients and could replicate their nuances for anyone who had paid to access a virtual session.

She felt hands under her tail, too, moaned when fingers penetrated. It should be uncomfortable, but she wasn't getting the "we need more lube" friction, just that wonderful stretch of penetration. One finger, then two, pumping inside her. There had to be at least five users on the feed, and she could hear Larry frantically trying to figure out what was going on. She really didn't care. The hands just kept going. Rubbing and squeezing. Then a mouth on her breast. Licking, sucking, teeth nipping in good.

More teeth, at her throat, lighting off all sorts of powerful feelings of submission, fear, excitement. The hand between her thighs seemed to be working up, matching the one under her tail, then passing it. Four fingers stretched her, then another long, powerful push and she felt their whole hand curling into her, eyes wide as-

everything stopped as the connection went down, and she gasped at the sudden isolation.

"Fuck, Larry, why'd you stop it?"

"Because I don't know why you were getting so many inputs! We still don't know exactly what happens if inputs overlap and potentially frying you is on my do-not-do list."

"Shit, you have got to try that, though. It felt like getting gangbanged but even easier."

"I'll take your word for it. You, uh... appear to have made a mess."

Her jeans were soaked. Panties too. Which made sense, she'd been getting really good and fucked, even if it was virtual. Her body had been responding to sensations that were very real, even if their source was less obvious.

Larry snapped eyes to the door when it opened, and their overall boss wandered in. The one-eared black fox owned the company, directed it in a vague, hands-off way, and occasionally meddled in the workings of his minions. Usually to good ends.

"Adelaide just handed me some very peculiar data, Mister Callahan. A recommendation for utilizing this particular kind of mishap and turning it into a feature, not a bug."

Larry glanced at his screen as things started popping up, and nodded along, then started working to keep up. For a moment, then sighed as the AI overtook him. "Make it so, sweetheart. Laura, you ready to get back in?"

"FUCK. YES."

"We're going to drop you all the way, so get comfortable, you're getting all the way into VR for this one." Three seconds later she was standing bare-assed in a wire-frame box lobby. "We're going to try and keep a little more control of things this time. Introduce extra users rather than have them just show up randomly."

That left her five seconds, roughly, before the first pair of hands. It looked like they were showing up through a fog, almost. They didn't really exist until they got within about a foot of her body, then just appeared as they crossed that threshold. One took a good firm squeeze on her left boob, the other grabbed her ass. That she pushed into each of the squeezes seemed to be noticed, as the grip tightened in both cases, a little. Feline hands, the fingers on her ass had claws that dug in and made her shiver.

Larry butted in. "Everyone can see other hands, and everyone is opting-in to an experimental group session. So number two should be, ah, there she is."

Whoever she was, she had power in her grip. No claws, no fur, a base human, at least in appearance. The hand that gripped her throat was powerful, the one that took her wrist when she tried to grab at the first was just as much so. But whoever it was knew their stuff. Squeeze, don't crush. Laura wasn't at all used to being on the receiving end of that.

The first one added teeth to the mix, biting at her left shoulder, hard enough that it ought to have left marks, then down on her breast. User three appeared as a canine muzzle between her legs and a hand pushing her thigh up and aside to open her up for some deep, purposeful licks. That was the good stuff. She was able to be pretty much completely passive while three, then four, then five people had their fun with her.

She wasn't exactly sure what user two had gotten up to, aside from making her gasp and struggle multiple times, but she'd been replaced by someone who had other uses for her throat. Big boy, might be a bull or a horse, and without too much ceremony she was being spitroasted between him and the third guy, the wolf. Two mouths on her tits, sucking nipples, biting, and then some rearranging as another cock came into play. She didn't get to be made airtight all that often, the geometry for it was complicated and inconvenient, but now?

It was pretty clear that each of them knew where the others were, but that there wasn't any intersection. There was no way that the guy in her pussy and the one in her ass could be where they were, they'd have conjoined hips or something. But since each was in their own VR space, with just her in common, they could be really energetic about it.

Time irrelevant, she focused on trying to keep good tightness on the three penetrators, swallowing and squeezing and working her internal muscles as much as she could. She wasn't sure how well that was translating to them, but the first one to lose it was whoever had gotten up under her tail. Big load, it felt like, high volume and so, so hot. Then the knot caught her pussy, caught, swelled, and another unbelievably large load.

She had to swallow hard when the horse decided he was done playing around and rammed all the way in, all the way down her throat and just started pumping her full. Swallowing desperately to keep up, but there was no way that was going to work out, and he seemed to know it, pulling back a little further with every jet, until he was just filling her mouth. God, how much was he able to produce? All of them were way past normal limits, and the virtual cum was just dripping out of her mouth, ass, and even past the imperfect seal of the knot in her pussy.

And then it was done, and all of the users faded out, leaving her sprawled on the couch in Larry's workshop, lap soaked with her own wetness, feeling like she'd actually been fucked six ways from Sunday. And also like she was ready for all of it again. "Fuck, how soon can we take this to market? Just, this... I know I got worked over and I feel all the glorious endorphins and dopamine but my body ain't sore or anything! I could just go in and do it again! Can I?"

Larry and Kuroko exchanged glances. "I think we probably ought to look at possible addiction effects," the fox mused, "but at the same time, there's apparently already a request line for sessions like this from our regular users. Giving and receiving. Madame Guthrie in particular is very excited to see if there's actually a way to satisfy her appetites like this."

"I don't think addiction," Larry countered, "but the novelty of it, and we already knew Laura was into groups and getting fucked into a puddle. I think that's probably skewed data. We should have a few more tests with our eager saber-kitty here, and some more varied sample data before we start making any judgements."

Kuroko shrugged, and gestured vaguely to the couch. "Fine, slide her back into the queues. I'll ask for a few more volunteers among the staff. Maybe see about a few blind samples, too."

Laura had already shed her jeans. They were a mess anyway, and panties too. No point leaving them on, and Larry wouldn't actually touch her while she was under. Look, yes, touch, no.

Didn't matter, there was a line of people eagerly waiting for her, and she was excited to go meet them.