Contact
#1 of The Suit
Contact is the first chapter of the Suit series.
PRIVATE CHAT H_Ron / Inder
H_Ron: She didn't know of course.
Inder: You think?
H_Ron: Of course. Look I got the coords right here. The door is hidden behind a bush. I tied that ribbon you gave me to the base of the bush.
ATTACHMENT: MAP
Inder: Look man I owe you one, and your sure no one's been in that place?
H_Ron: Fairly sure the door is still sealed and I can't find any other entrances or exits. Also went to city hall and pulled any data on the site, it's not owned by anyone or anything, took some pics of the docs. Sending them now.
ATTACHMENT: ALBUM
H_Ron: You know it's actually amazing no one else has documented this place. Dad says it was a bunker for the Cold War or some shit, but that doesn't make sense. This damn place is so far out in the boonies.
Inder: Tell me about it. I'm going to have to march all the way out there. I can't leave my bike anywhere near the thing. I'll see you later H. Gonna head out now so I can reach it by night fall.
INDER IS AWAY.
I shrug and push my phone back in my pocket sure that I had read the chat right. Browsing the bushes for the third time tonight I shake my head. "Fuck, I can't find my rib- No wait there it is!" I grin and bend down scooping up the gold ribbon tied around the base of a bush. Standing back up I push the bush to the side and there behind it was a door, a seal still in place over the keypad that locked the door. Sliding into the door way I let the bush hide me again and pulled out a flashlight. The dusk was weighing heavy upon the world and it was perfect to hide me from prying eyes. Crouching I looked under the panel and found the emergency power input, pulling the panel my eyes touched upon a power plug and a dynamo generator. Reaching into my pack I pull out a power lead and plug it into the power input, I watched the keypad power up I pulled on a rubber glove and reached my hand into the power panel and up.
"Yes!" I cheered quietly. They hadn't shrouded the back of panel and the data jack was intact. Going back to my pack I pull out a device and stick it to the inside of the power input panel and use a cable to connect the device to the keypad. The little screen read 'Access Formatting... Access Keying... Keycode: 1820' I reach up and type in the code, the door beeps and the magnetic lock clunks, the door opens. I push it a way open and pull my power pack from the panel. The internal battery of the cypher would keep the door operating until I came back.
Putting everything away and putting the panel back on I quickly slide into the door and push it closed. Perfect no one would know I was in here. Pulling out my flashlight my tail twitches in anticipation, the smell in the air was stale and the dust tickled my nose. "Fuck this place hasn't been used in ages." The area I had entered was obvious security, of course everything was powered down. Pushing the door at the far end I entered into a room with only some lockers and electronics. "Room one is a security room, second room seems to be a locker room." My ears twitched and I could hear a rumble somewhere deep in the facility. "Is that a generator?" I questioned for the recording my phone was taking. "Probably an automated response to my entry. Hopefully it won't alert anyone to my presence."
As I explore the locker room the lights powered on and I put my flashlight away. "Huh, seems the generator is up and running." I look around and spot a directory, my clawed paws tapped and moved me forward I let my hands trace the directory. "Looks like there is a lab here, and an admin office, and what looks like a prototype printer, and honestly not much else." I adjust the camera on my chest to focus on map. "I'll take a look at the labs second, I'm gonna look at the admin office, there is probably some documents discussing what this place actually was."
I turned and headed down the corridor that was marked as administration. "Facility seems clean, bit dusty is all. Doesn't seem like anything violent happened here to cause this place to be shut down.." The end of the corridor was a singular door, like the type in sci-fi that slid to the side when it opened. I looked around for a second and spotted a control panel on the wall and leaned over pressing the button with the universal symbol for door open. The mechanism ground and sputtered for a second before finally releasing and the door opened. Stepping through the door into darkness I blinked a few times before the lights came on, the room was ordered chaos. Filing cabinets stood open and empty, desks had empty cardboard files in the corner a pile of hard drives and SSDs sat punched and smashed so as to be unreadable. "Damn they really didn't want anything left behind." I spent some time digging around I did find a couple untouched memos fallen behind a desk. "Ok so according to this document," I hold the document to the body cam before I take a photo of it, "this places was known as Mani and it was working on a project known as Svalinn. I'd look up what those were but I don't have a cellular connection in here! Looks like Project Svalinn was some kind of armor being built for the army. Not many details here." I photograph the second page I had found. "Seems the project ran dry on funding and they were forced to abandon it despite being days from a working prototype. They left in a hurry it seems from this second memo, they worked right up until the last possible day." I sigh.
"Ok, ok. Looks like this place doesn't have anything else for me. I'm gonna go to the labs." I stand from the desk I had sat at and turned around, for a moment I swear there had been something standing in the doorway between reception and admin but when I blinked it was gone. "Fucking weird, these places are always creepy as hell. Almost thought that was a guard." I step out of the admin office and make my way back to the lab.
The lab itself was behind a high security door the metal was thick, when I rapped my fist on it the sound that came back was defiantly solid. I looked around and spotted a security card it was stuck halfway out of the card reader by the door, it didn't look dusty in the light and neither did the reader. Grabbing the card I shoved it into the reader the remainder of the way and pulled it back out. The screen flickered for a second and there was a little beep and an automated voice. "Welcome back Doctor Tate. Your last login was eight years, thirty two days, sixteen hours, nine minutes and fifteen seconds ago." The door rumbled a little and began to slide down into the floor. "You have six hundred and twenty eight unread automated messages and four hundred eighty two intersite emails."
I grumbled a little bit as the door finally groaned to a stop and I stepped through when I was on the other side thinner security doors slid from the walls blocking rhe passage back, followed by the rumbling sound of the heavy door sliding back up into place. "Welp, that's some heavy duty security." I made my way deeper into the high security lab slipping the card into my pocket. Ahead of me through the dark of the corridor I could see a light on in an office, the door was held ajar. Making my way to it I peek in, there was a one way mirror in this room looking out into some kind of observation room. In the room itself was a computer the monitor was on and there was a sticky note on the desk, picking it up there was a couple words in the most mechanically perfect hand written print I had ever seen.
It dawned on me a couple seconds later that this was the password for the computer in front of me. I sat down and typed it in, when I hit enter the obviously customized operating system loaded in the blink of an eye. There was a few files and folders on the desktop and some widgets. Clicking around it seemed that one researcher, a Doctor Kevin Tate, had kept working even after the facility had shut down according to his entries the eight suits of armor he had built were 100% mechanically ready. The issue is the software according to Doctor Tate, it had small bugs, and the process of synchronizing the suit, which wasn't explained at all, was very taxing on the soldiers. Apparently there was also some qualm about it with the ethics board about the way the suits performed sync.
The entries in the journal had not been written in a way that you could glean a lot of information from them, obviously this Doctor Kevin Tate had never meant others to read his work. "Well that sucks." Clicking away from the journal I find a monitor program. There were eight names in the program.
SUIT MONITOR V1.82
1 Rikr: Ready - Test Bay 1
No Vitals - No Registered Host
2 Skat: Signal Lost - Maintenance Bay 2
3 Undr: Signal Lost - Cold Storage Bay 1
4 Bein: Signal Lost - Cold Storage Bay 3
5 Flakka: Signal Lost - Cold Storage Bay 2
6 Visindi: Signal Lost - Cold Storage Bay ??
7 Hvass: Signal Lost - Cold Storage Bay 8
8 Rok: Signal Lost - Maintenance Bay 1
At the bottom of the screen was two items that had gone unnoticed as of yet.
MARVIN BOT: Off Base - Disconnected | EXT COMM: DISCONNECTED!
The first wasn't interesting, I didn't know what or who a Marvin was and it seems it didn't matter, the second told me why there hadn't been any one rushing to arrest me. They didn't know. "Well fuck that's a load off." I click around a little more and find the controls for the test room and turn on the lights, there was a dip in power as the generator hum increased in volume only heart beats before the lights came on in the room beyond.
There was a beep from the computer. "External Power Restored, Backup Generator will cycle down now. External Comms are inoperable. Transceiver unresponsive." The hum of the generator began to fade away, only to be replaced with the sound of the ventilation. "Still good for me." I stood up and looked out into the observation room, there was one suit of armor sitting in a bay in the middle of the room, the back of the suit faced the observation window. "Shit I need to get in there and take a look at this suit!" I jumped up and headed out of the office taking a sudden left I barreled through an open door into a locker room.
"Welcome Candidate ERROR NO RANK ERROR NO NAME!" came an automated recording. "Please fully disrobe, there are lockers for your convenience and showers if you require one. Testing will begin shortly, you have been selected to man Suit 1 known as Rikr, the first test will be synchronization testing. You will undergo a full synchronization cycle with Suit 1. It will take four to ten hours depending on a number of factors. Thank you for your cooperation with testing, doors will not open until you have disrobed." The voice was loud enough I hadn't heard, even with my sensitive canine hearing the door closing behind me. "Fuck." I move over and tap the pad to open it only to be rewarded with a loud buzzer. "The doors will not open until the test cycle is complete. Please strip candidate ERROR ERROR." I sighed and shifted my backpack off my shoulder and set it on a bench. Of course I would be trapped by a malfunctioning computer and with no cell service to get H to come bail me out. I strip out of my jacket, shirt, pants, socks, and shoes. I walk to the other door and press the button only to be greeted by a loud buzz. "Doors will not open until all clothing is removed!" The voice came back more insistent. I sigh again and strip off my boxers.
There I stood in all my glory before a mirrored wall, about 190cm tall 90kg of muscle, my pelt was a dark gray, almost bordering on black, my belly was cream colored and there was a long truly black streak running from the tip of my muzzle up to my hairline, the head fur I kept was trimmed short and true black. My eyes were a shock of icy blue staring back at me. Sweeping down my body I had well defined muscles, nice pecs, biceps, triceps, and a decent set of abs, not a six pack or anything since I didn't work out that hard but they were respectable.
My eyes trailed further down, my legs were tight the muscles well defined and I stood digitigrade, I struck a pose for myself to admire, even in this situation I was a proud of my body of course! My eyes began their return up when I noticed my cock and balls, my fuzzy balls swung loosely under me, and the fuzzy sheath that hid my ample cock oozed a little dribble of precum, which was a bit of a curse to me. I grope the sheath for a second but sigh remembering I have something to do. I walk back to the other door after putting all my stuff together on the bench, and it just opened on its own sliding to the side to give me entry to the testing chamber.
The testing chamber was bare of everything except the racks that would hold the suits up. "Candidate. Please approach the rear of Suit 1. Rikr will open to accept you. Remember step left paw in first." I approached the back of the suit, and it opened the back panels sliding and moving in a way that defied explanation until there was an opening large enough to accept me. I sighed again and stepped left paw first into the suit when I was fully in the suit I gasped as the suit closed up behind me, and a helmet formed around my head from the same impossibly shifting panels that the rear seemed to be made of.
For a few seconds I was in the dark, then a light flashed before me and again, a screen appearing before me, it appeared to be some meters in front of me and it read.
SUIT BOOT UP... CODENAME RIKR
POWER 100%
SERVOS [OK]
ARMOR INTEGRITY [OK]
NEURAL LINK [OK]
VITAL MONITOR [OK]
BOOTING AI RIKR...
USER UNREGISTERED: BEGIN SUIT FITTING.
The suit tightened up around me becoming skin tight, and plates seemed to cover my tail armoring it from what ever the designers of this suit imagined would happen in combat.
SUIT FITTING COMPLETE
BASELINE VITALS REGISTERED
FULL BODY SCAN COMPLETE
STIMULATING COCHLEAR NERVE
For a single second there was a ringing, then a rushing sound. "Can you understand me?" Came a voice in my head it was distorted and robotic. I could tell I wasn't actually hearing it. "Yes, I can hear you." For a second there was a pause and the screen before me vanished. "Affirmative. Contact established, please state your identity as this system did not receive it from Control."
"I'm Chester Hayden." I stammered out quickly. "Recorded. Do you have a rank Chester?" I wished I could have cocked my head but the suit was keeping me stock still. "No." There was a chime. "Recorded. As of now you are Colonel Chester Hayden, and commander of this base as there is no commander or other staff registered as active. I have processed the paper work to have you inducted and will upload it when possible."
"Fuck, if I'm the commander of this base let me out." I grunted. Rikr replied in a slightly less synthetic voice. "Negative. Sync has begun and can not be aborted here. We will begin with the main portion of sync in two minutes. You may ask any questions you have before the main sequence, and during the main sequence."
"What's this main sequence?" I asked quickly. Rikr replied. "Main sequence requires a soldier to ejaculate 6 times over the course of a number of hours, each ejaculation will light up many neurons in the brain and once we have achieved 95% sync we will move from the testing chamber to your quarters for the final phase to complete. Once sync is 100% I can release you."
I groaned loudly. "How are you going to make me ejaculate?" I questioned, and the response came just as fast. "Manual stimulation of the penis." I grunted. "So you're going to jerk me off?" I saw a timer appear only 25 seconds left. "Affirmative. We will begin in just a moment."
When the timer hit 5 seconds I could feel something tracing along the sensitive opening of my sheath. "Manual stimulation activated. If you require water, there is a nipple to the left of your mouth you can suck for water, if you are hungry there is a nipple to the right that will dispense a thick nutritional paste. You may urinate or defecate if required. Suit systems will take care of all waste products." I groaned as my cock actually began to plump up, what ever was in the crotch of the suit was soft, warm, and moist. It applied some suction on my cock and that was enough, my cock began to emerge from my sheath and into a soft tube whose insides seemed to pulse and travel up and down on my sensitive canine shaft. "Ahhh fuck, who ever designed you should have went to work for the sex toy industry." I groaned.
"Noted. Your penis is fully emerged and we can begin. As we achieve sync I will be able to access the parts of your brain needed to directly communicate with you." I grunted and attempted to thrust my hips into the milking tube suckling my cock. "Pre-Ejaculate detected." The machine sped up it's efforts, the tube milking me faster and harder until with a quiet roar I came, my cum spitting into the suction of the tube, only to be whisked away to who knows where. "Ejaculation 1. Sync is 15.8%." The machine didn't stop it's efforts, milking with greater fervor now. I knew with the way it was milking me it wouldn't be long until my second load would splatter the inside of the tube, and I was right. I came, again. "Ejaculation 2 happened sooner than expected. Sync is now 31.6%. Activating anal probe." I grunted. "What! No don't do that!" I could feel something cold and smooth probing at my rear, it was slightly slimy and when it found my tail hole it slid in, I wasn't a virgin but the machine was moving faster than I expected and I groaned loudly in discomfort.
Now with the focused effort of both the milker and the probe I panted into the helmet loudly. "Third ejaculation imminent. When we reach 47% sync I can activate optic transmission." The voice sounded more like a person's voice than ever. It took less time than the second for me to cum, my seed being sucked up. "Sync is now 47.4% Ejaculate volume has decrease. Please drink and feed yourself." I grunted I had no option, the machine seemed to have slowed way down, stimulating me enough to keep me hard and thats all. So I opened my muzzle and moved it slightly left and there it was a nipple so I sucked on it and I was rewarded with cool water with a slightly metallic taste, once my thirst was slaked I shifted my muzzle and found the other nipple and sucked. This time I was rewarded with a mouthful of a warm goo that had the same metallic taste as the water, but also tasted of apples and peanut butter. I swallowed. "Blegh. That was bad." I complained about the flavor of the goo. "Noted. We will now enter a rest period." The suit stopped fully my cock still in the sheath and my hole still plugged by the probe. "Fuck. Let me out..."
The machine chimed. "I can't do that, sorry. Sync has to be achieved or the abort in the observation room must be used. One moment I'm activating optic input, I have reached a high enough sync rate I can now directly stimulate your optic nerve and produce signals your brain can understand." As the machine said this the world blinked into life around me, as my eyes roamed the room before me objects came into focus in crystal clarity, information about the object appearing around it. I focused on a chair and the suit presented me with a possible composition of the chair's materials, weak points, load bearing ability, and more. "I can I get a view of me? Us?" I asked, completely unsure if the suit was truly sentient. "One moment, accessing camera network." My view flickered and I could suddenly see myself from up high, a security camera in the corner of the room giving me the view.
I stood trapped by a framework of mechanical arms holding the suit upright, the suit appeared to be made of plates of metal over lapping each other, the seemed to have shrunk until they were tightly fitted over my whole body. Where my cock was there was an obvious bulge containing my erection. My head was covered in the same plates, but they had been twisted into the visage of a snarling wolf. "Scary huh?" I chuckled to myself. "The face of the armor is a replica of yours, enhanced for best demoralization effect on enemy combatants." I chaffed a little as the suit answered. "Who would we even fight?"
"There are many enemies out there, who you take on would be up to you, or your superiors." The AI gave me the equivalent of a vocal shrug as the probe in my tail hole began to slowly thrust against my prostate eliciting a moan from me. "The water and nutripaste you were given includes a sexual stimulant that will allow assist you in the rest of this process." In the view I was given from the security camera I could see my hips thrusting slightly against the motion of the probe in me. Once I was beginning to get hard again the suit chimed and began to stroke me again, my cock was rock hard and my knot was swollen beyond belief, I could even see the suit stroking me through the security camera. I had to admit the view was incredibly hot. Hell this whole situation would have been incredibly hot if it had just been consensual. Of course with the drugs, combined with libido and fantasy didn't let me think long on this as I quickly reached the edge of orgasm. I panted heavily as the machine sped up in it's efforts to milk me. "You have to ejaculate, do it now. Do it now." I could hear the machine whispering to me, and that's all it took. I came hard, harder than the first time. "Fourth ejaculation. Sync is now 63.2%." The machine took no breaks, moving faster pumping my cock harder and now it added in teasing my knot and squeezing it to the routine. "Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuuuuuuuu-" I trailed off as a wave of pleasure blasted me from behind, the machine apparently had used electrostimulation on my prostate because I was cumming again, my cock spraying it's load deep into the milking sleeve. "79% Sync. One more ejaculation required."
Ever the task master the suit buried the probe deep into me and I could feel the static tingles of the thing as it blasted my prostate with increasing voltages. "Ohhhhhhh gonna cuuuu-" I was cut off again as my jaw slammed shut, my sixth load painting the inside of the suit's sheath. "Sync is 95%. Withdrawing probe, and relaxing sheath. You have ejaculated an impressive 42ml. This has been noted in your profile." The suit chimed pleasantly which caused me to grit my teeth. "Releasing motive locks." My view returned to normal and I could see and feel the arms holding the suit up move away and when the suit released me I fell to the floor unable to hold myself up. "Too much... Too much..." I panted, I could feel sweat had formed on my body. "I've setup markers to your quarters so you can rest comfortably."
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