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<strong>REDESIGNED!</strong>
This is a choose-your-own adventure story/game that is VERY adult in nature. So if you are NOT an adult, please don't play this. Play overwatch.
[[Doubts? Questions? Details of content?|FAQ]]
Enter your female character's name:
<<textbox "$name" "Cara">>
When you're ready, click [[here|intro2]] to begin.
Contact me at farmthis@gmail.com for any comments/critiques/suggestions, I would love to hear them.You, $name, have a job as an interior designer. The date is April 10th, 2040, and you are 24 years old.
You work from home, like most people these days. There’s no longer a need to work in an office--most people work from home seeing how VR, augmented reality, and telecommunications make collaboration no longer necessary face to face.
In your case, your freelance interior design work still requires you to inspect and laser-scan the spaces you're working on, particularly buildings which are older and poorly documented.
A job request appears. Literally. You have--like many people--opted for a small implant near your ear that is able to transmit calls to your inner ear and even project--to a limited extent--images (in this case text) directly onto your optic nerve. Many technophobes resisted the trend of implantable electronics, but the ability to be connected to the web and receive calls, texts, and emails without needing a physical device like a phone is very appealing, and useful in your line of work.
<div class="computer">"Request for preliminary surveying and conceptual design."</div> You see pop up in the corner of your eye.
<div class="navlink">ACTIONS:
1: [[Test action, please ignore|TestAction]]</div>
<div class="navlink">NAVIGATION:
1: [[Great! Time to get to work!|introAcceptJob]]
2: [[Ehh, I'd rather go clubbing, honestly.|introDeclineJob]]</div>
<<set $location = "Home">><<set $tired to $tired+1>>You open the message and read that a prospective client is considering renovating an older property in a former industrial district of the city.
Over the last few decades, advances in robotics had seen a dramatic consolidation of industry, it was no longer a dirty byproduct of civilization. The energy sector had rapidly flipped to renewables, the auto industry had transformed to self-driving electric fleets, and few people bothered to own non-autonomous cars anymore.
As the industrial sector transformed, these old districts of many cities fell into disrepair. And rather than gentrify, the affordability of transportation and luxury of not needing to drive led more and more people to live outside of cities, contrary to the trend in decades prior of increasing urban density.
In this way, many of these properties stood abandoned. It was a rare treat to renovate older buildings, in this case. It takes a real aficionado of industrial chic. Reading further, you see that the client would like your help surveying the property and presenting some options for an overhaul.
<div class="cara">"Overhaul into what, though?"</div> You wonder aloud to yourself. Regardless--you figure--surveying the property and providing a few reccomendations for what the property could be used for is easy enough. You gather your things.
<div class="navlink">NAVIGATION:
[[Alright! Off to work!|WorkArc1]]</div>
<<set $tired to $tired+1>>Yeah, yeah, blowing off work, going to an underground party in the industrial district, trusting an autonomous car to take you there... trying to find the entrance, and <i>really</i> believing that if you keep going you'll SURELY find that party...
This is a ditzy, clueless arc that builds backstory and is not a whole lot of fun to write, so truncating here for now to focus on more technically chalanging passages and interconnections...
<div class="navlink">ACTIONS:
[[FINE. Back to work.|introAcceptJob]]</div>You summon an autonomous car to take you to the desination, and input the address.
These days, traffic is smooth. After an uneventful ride spent setting up a project file for your surveying, you arrive.
The first thing you see is that the building has a brick exterior. MAJOR style points. You move around the perimeter, photographing the experior, using your handheld scanner to map the property down to the milimeter. The first floor is entirely windowless, but 12 feet off the ground there are a number of relites. Hmm. Not the best street appeal...
You come to the main door, and enter the key code provided by your new employer. Moving inside, you start doing interior scanning.
<div class="navlink">NAVIGATION:
[[Continue.|WorkArc2]]</div>
<i>page tagged as needswork</i>
Insert descriptors here about old machinery, mothballed robotics, conveyor belts, etc.
<<set $location = "Unclear">><<set $tired to $tired+1>>totally trusting this car
[[yep, this is an industrial building, for sure. seems very "underground"...|PlaythingArc2]]try to find any sort of indication of the party
[[enter the building|PlaythingArc3]]You scan the interior of the building, it's a mostly-open floorplan, like a donut shape, with a core to the building.
After finishing the open factory floor, you move on to the center core of the building.
Input keycode access provided by client to access center rooms.
<div class="navlink">NAVIGATION:
[[Enter the center of building.|WorkArc3]]</div>
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Also more visuals, description needed here.<<set $tired to $tired+1>>You pass through what looks like a reception area. Or maybe a security checkpoint? Either way, it seems very sterile and modern. Apart from the door your entered from, the only other door is at the far end of the hallway.
Moving forward, you pass through that door into a wide hallway. But... there's a wall across the middle of the halway. it's shiny and black, quite different from the white tile of the room around it.
<div class="navlink">ACTIONS:
[[Investigate the wall.|WorkArc4]]</div>
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Security and reception area needs refinement. I would also like an ability for a player to leave all of their belongings in a cubby of some sort for safekeeping. <<set $tired to $tired+1>> she sees a sort of… wall. It almost looked like glass, it was black, and glossy. And it appeared to have resisted collecting any dust, unlike the rest of the place she’d seen to far. Reaching out to touch it, she recoils in surprise “what the hell is this?!” she gasped, after it deformed easily under her touch. It felt like slick rubber under her palm. Pulling her hand back, Cara noticed her hand looked wet. She hadn’t noticed--the wall was also slightly warm. Inspecting her hand, rubbing her fingers together, it felt very slippery. She smelled her fingers--it had a neutral odor. Baravely, she licked the tip of her finger, and found it had no taste, as well, alhtough even that tiny amount of oil seemed to quickly spread around her mouth in a way that was a little disconcerting. Cara made a note to brush her teeth when she got home, sliding her tongue around on the back of her teeth and across her lips absentmindedly.
Feeling a little more at ease, she reached back out and jabbed the wall with a finger. She could tell the material was thin… not as thin as, say, a balloon, but maybe a couple times thicker.
Cara couldn’t figure out the purpose of this wall. Obviously, it blocked off a significant portion of the inner building. She had already mapped the perimeter of the property, but so far, hadn’t found any other entrances to the remainder of the building beyond this one cooridor.
Running her hand along the wall, it felt smooth, and consistent. She felt along the seam at the floor, where it seemed slightly more rigid, and perfectly sealed. As she slid her hand along the wall, in the middle, a little above waist high, she felt a ripple in the rubber. She stopped, and pressed a little harder, shocked to see her hand sink into the surface. pulling back, she squinted at the area. Cara could barely make out a fold in the glossy blackness of the wall. Reaching her hand back out, she probed a little deeper, finding that the fold was actually more of a tube through the sheet. It wasn’t exactly tight around her hand--she felt like there was some slack in the rubber, while also being… lightly pressurized in a way. Almost like one of those old blood pressure arm cuffs, but slick, and rubbery. and she pushed deeper, and deeper, almost up to her shoulder before she felt her hand pop through the other side.
AHA! She thought.
“So there IS another room beyond...” stating the obvious, but aware now she had found the “door.”
Pulling her arm back out, it was now slick almost to her shoulder.
Cara decided she had to know. Partly because her job was incomplete, and partly out of sheer curiosity. Not neccessarily afraid of the oil but for the safety of her clothes, she decided to stip. Removing her blouse, skirt, and shoes, but keeping on her black bra and panties.
For modesty? She wondered at herself. There was clearly nobody here. Nevertheless, she left them on, and made a neat stack of her other clothes a short distance from the wall.
Steeling herself, she approached the wall, standing before the nearly invisible opening. Lifting one foot high enough, she poked her foot into the opening. And… had second thoughts. THis wasn’t going to work. She couldn’t step through the opening. Or get both feet in at once. She pulled her foot back out… and glanced around for something to stand or sit on, so she could get both feet through at once, but the room was bare.
Cara knew what she had to do. She had to go in head first.
Making a V with her arms above her head, she started to push in. at first it was easy, but the deeper she pushed, the tighter the opening stretched. Holding her breath and Pushing her head into the opening, her hands popped out the other side. She fished around, trying to grab the lip of the hole to pull herself through, but was unable to find any purchase on the material. She was already up on her toes, and didn’t have any more leverage.
Pushing with her knees and wiggling, she slipped back out of the hole, now thoroughly slippery from the waist up. It appeared that the only way though would be to push with her legs, and dive through.
Pointing her arms at the opening again, she bent her knees, and jumped forward as if off a diving board and into a pool. With a wet slurping noise, she slid effortlessly into the tube and popped out the other side with more momentum than she expected.
[[try to enter party|PlayingArc4 breach wall]]You inspect the sort of… wall. It almost looks like glass, it was black, and glossy. Reaching out to touch it, you recoil in surprise
<div class="cara">"What the hell is this?!”</div> You gasp, after it deforms easily under your touch.
It feels like slick rubber under your palm. Pulling your hand back, You notice your hand looks wet. You hadn’t noticed--the wall was also slightly warm. Inspecting your hand, rubbing your fingers together, it feels very slippery. You smell your fingers--it had a neutral odor. Bravely, you lick the tip of your finger, and find it had almost no taste, as well, although even that tiny amount of oil seems to quickly spread around your mouth in a way that is a little disconcerting. You make a note to brush your teeth when you get home, sliding your tongue around on the back of your teeth and across your slick lips absentmindedly.
Feeling a little more at ease, you reach back out and jab the wall with a finger. You can tell the material is thin… not as thin as, say, a balloon, but maybe a couple times thicker.
You can't imagine the purpose of this wall. Running your hand along the wall, it feels smooth and consistent. You crouch down and slide your hand along the seam at the floor, where it seems slightly more rigid, and perfectly sealed. As you slide your hand along the wall, in the middle, a little above waist high, your feel a ripple in the rubber. Stopping, and pressing a little harder, you're shocked to see your hand sink into the surface. pulling back, you squint at the area, and can barely make out a fold in the glossy blackness of the wall. Reaching your hand back out, you probe a little deeper, finding that the fold is actually more of a tube through the sheet. It isn’t exactly tight around you hand--it feels like there is some slack in the rubber, while also being… slightly pressurized in a way? Almost like one of those old blood pressure arm cuffs, but slick, and rubbery. You pushed deeper, and deeper, almost up to your shoulder before you feel your hand pop through the other side.
AHA!
<div class="cara">"So there IS another room beyond...”</div>
You say to yourself, stating the obvious, but aware you have now found the “door.”
Pulling your arm back out, it is now slick almost to your shoulder.
<div class="navlink">ACTIONS:
[[You need to know what's on the other side of that wall.|EnterTheWall]]</div>
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<<set $tired to $tired+1>>With a loud slurp, you flop through the rubber wall, landing on another soft and slippery surface, unlike the tile floor of the hallway outside.
Rolling onto your hands and knees, you try to get your bearings. Behind you is the wall you just jumped through. It's looks just the same from the back as the front. The walls, the floor, the ceilings are all covered in the same slick latex as the wall. In front of you, a hallway curves out of sight.
<div class="navlink">NAVIGATION:
1: [[Unnerved, try to get back out|Try to reverse wall work]]
2: [[Continue down the corridor, how perplexing!|WorkArc6]]
3: [[That. Was. AWESOME! Onward!|WillingRoute]]</div>
<i>Devnote section.
page needswork
Could use more description on the bizarreness of the new room's look.</i>
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<<set $tired to $tired+1>>Eww, slimy, kick and jump, making it through.
[[Scared, try to get back out|Try to reverse wall]]
[[continue down the corridor, you must be close now!|playthingarc5]]This… was not what Cara had expected. Not at all. She expected the wall to be little more than a single unique obstacle to more of the same building as before-- not a threshold into something frankly alien-looking and bizarre.
Feeling as though perhaps she’d made a mistake, she struggled to her feet, managing to stand, stiffly, her feet barely getting purchase on the slippery floor beneath her. She started walking back toward the open in the wall she’d come through, but fell. So she started crawling. Reaching the wall, she tried to stand again. Wobbly, she made a V with her arms, and tried to press into the wall like before, but when she pushed with her feet, they immediately flew out from under her and she slithered out of the hole and back down onto the floor.
Trying several more times, she found no better way into the hole. Each time, She slid, defeated, back onto the floor. The closest she got was her torso flat in the tube, her hands stretching and grasping at the outside opening, her legs straight, holding her as high as possible while inexorable drifting apart as she tired, before depositing her back onto the floor of the corridor, breathing hard, sweaty and slippery. it was clear she couldn’t get the leverage she needed. It was a one-way door, and deceptively easy to acheive.
She felt completely trapped. And turned back toward the hallway, hoping there wasn’t another wall like this one in her path.
[[Continue|playthingarc5]] continue down passage until round room with pedestal in center
[[not much else to do--appraoch the pedestal.|Approach Pedestal]]This… was not what you had expected. Not at all. You expected the wall to an obstacle to more of the same building as before--not a threshold into something alien-looking and bizarre.
Feeling as though perhaps you've made a mistake, you struggle to your feet, managing to stand, stiffly, feet barely getting purchase on the slippery floor beneath you. You start shuffling back toward the opening in the wall you’d come through, but slip and fall onto the soft floor. So you start crawling. Reaching the wall, you try to stand again. Wobbly, you make a V again with your arms, and try to press into the wall like before. But when you try to jump and push with your feet, they immediately fly out from under you causing you to slither out of the hole and back down onto the floor.
Trying several more times, you find no better way into the hole, and back out the way you came in. Each time, you slid, defeated, back onto the floor. The closest you got was with your torso flat in the tube, hands stretching and grasping at the outside opening, your legs straight, holding you as high as possible while agonizingly sliding apart as you tired, before depositing you back onto the floor of the corridor, breathing hard, sweaty and slippery.
There's simply no way to get the leverage you need. It was a one-way door, and deceptively easy to achieve.
You turn back toward the hallway, hoping there isn’t another wall like this one further down.
<div class="navlink">NAVIGATION:
[[Continue.|WorkArc6]]</div>
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<<set $tired to $tired+5>>You continue down hallway, crawling on the slippery floor until you turn the corner and enter a round room, maybe 15 feet in diameter with metal pedestal<<ModalImg "emptyped.jpg" "The pedestal." "camera.png">> in the center.
<div class="navlink">ACTIONS:
[[Not much else to do--approach the pedestal.|Approach Pedestal]]</div>
<i>page tagged as needswork</i>
Pretty bland. description of how player struggles to move and how she is processing all this weirdness. <<set $tired to $tired+1>>You inspect this pedestal, looking it over. It appears to be a slightly outdated terminal of some kind. Not... entirely out of date. Not as old as the rest of this factory.
It's mostly polished metal, but it's asymmetric. There is a saddle-like seat of sorts built into the pedestal, allowing a person to sit at the terminal.
<div class="navlink">ACTIONS:
1: [[Avoid the seat, touch the screen.|cautiouspedestal]]
2: [[Sit down on the seat as obviously intended.|obedientpedestal]]
3: [[Inspect more closely.|SkepticalPedestal]]</div>
<<set $tired to $tired+1>>holding onto the pedestal for stability, you poke at the screen, expecting the worst--but it flickers to life and merely displays "`<`User`> not detected." before flicking off.
You frown. It detected your finger, didn't it?
<div class="navlink">ACTIONS:
1: [[Push it again!|caution2]]
2: [[Maybe it'll detect you better if you sit in front?|obedientpedestal]]</div>
<<set $obedience to $obedience - 0.5>><<set $tired to $tired+1>><<set $obedience to $obedience + 1>><<if $obedience > 10>><<set $obedience to 10>><</if>>You grab the pedestal with both hands, and swinging one leg across the center bar to sit on the seat. It's surprisingly confortable, and with the slight U shape of the saddle, it's the first thing in awhile that doesn't feel like you can slip off of.
Still, your sliding feet eventually find their way into little padded cups<<ModalImg "footcups.jpg" "A squishy foot rest." "camera.png">> at the base of the pedestal, squishily holding your toes and front half of your foot.
<div class="navlink">ACTIONS:
1: [[Interact with the screen.|TurnOnMachine]]
2: [[Rest a Minute.|RestOnMachine]]</div>
<<set $tired to $tired+1>>You notice a couple more features of the pedestal upon closer inspection. it seems to have been designed with ergonometrics in mind. There appear to be cups, of sorts, that accomdate the front half of a persons feet, sort of like old-style bicylce pedals. Not a terrible idea considering how slippery everything is--sitting in this chair, you could actually rest your legs... The seat is made of soft-looking rubber, like the rest of the room, There are even shallow indentations in the metal in front of the touchscreen that seem to indicate the best place to hold one's hands while using the screen.
<div class="navlink">ACTIONS:
1: [[Well all that seems innocent enough. Sit.|obedientpedestal]]
2: [[Looks awfully involved for just a single screen... avoid pedestal and touch screen.|cautiouspedestal]]
3: [[Something about it is alluring, the way it tells you exactly how it wants your body. Jump on eagerly.|WillingRoutePed]]</div><<set $tired to $tired+1>>You rest your wrists in the little indentations in front of the touchscreen, and tap the screen to activate it.
For a second or two the screen is blank, apart from a small icon the shape of a black raindrop, spinning in circles. <div class="computer">"biometrics do not match existing files. Are you a new guest?"</div> You hear a computerized voice ask with a slight british accent.
<div class="navlink">ACTIONS:
1: [[Yes?|Guestofmachine]]
2: [[No?|notguestofmachine]]</div>
<<set $tired to $tired+1>>The rest feels really good.
<div class="navlink">ACTIONS:
1: [[Maybe resting a little longer wouldn't be a bad idea then...|sleepmachine]]
2: [[Shake it off, touch the screen.|TurnOnMachine]]</div>
<<set $tired to $tired+1>>You lean forward on the machine, folding your arms over the screen, and rest your head on your arms. The temperature in the room is perfect, the saddle is comfortable and for the first time in the last hour, you feel stable and in control.
<div class="navlink">ACTIONS:
[[Sleep.|sleepmachine2]]</div>
<<set $tired to $tired+0>>As you drift off to sleep, you don't notice the screen come to life under your arms, and the pleasant chime it makes only speeds you toward sleep.
You have fitful dreams.
You're looking for something, in your dreams... and you can't identify it. You're scanning the horizon, feeling the sand under your toes, sitting on a soft beach somewhere... everything is familiar enough, but not quite the same as before... so when you realize that if you can't identify something, you ought to just name it something new.
Something like "#03-SLV". <<set $name = "03-SLV">><<set $slave to true>>
You stir awake to feel something pressing against your anus uncomfortably. You tense up, trying to remove yourself from the chair, but straps seem to have wrapped around the back of your heels, holding your feet tight into the toe cups, and other straps seem to have snaked around your upper arms where they rest across the pedestal below the screen. You are bent over and exposed with very little wiggle room.
<div class="computer">"Relax please, Slave Oh-Three. Non-responsive flag removed from personal file."</div> A female voice with a slight british accent says.
<div class="cara">"HEY! WAIT!"</div> You yell.
<div class="computer">"My name is ARIA, the Autonomous Research Intelligence Algorythm, and the facility is a clean room and you are not properly cleaned."</div> The voice sounds perfectly human, but that is common now with AIs. The only thing missing is emotion. It doesn't indicate it's going to wait.
<div class="navlink">ACTIONS:
1: [[Try to relax, this is only going one way.|relaxedcleaning]]
2: [[Beg with the computer.|BeggingPlugging]]</div>
<<set $tired to 0>><div class="computer">"User, please submit biometric print."</div> You hear a computerized female voice say.
Yeah yeah... you try to interact with the screen again, ignoring the voice interface.<<set $obedience to $obedience -0.5>><<if $obedience < 0.5>><<set $obedience to 0>><</if>>
<div class="computer">"Unidentifiable User reluctant to provide biometric print. Obedience metric now at $obedience out of 10."</div>
<div class="navlink">ACTIONS:
1: [[Keep trying to find a way into the computer.|caution2]]
2: [[Just sit in the chair.|obedientpedestal]]</div>
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zeroing out obedience in this way should result in very forceful treatment later. need to build expedited arc.<<set $tired to $tired+1>>You let out a deep sigh and sag in your restraints. You figure the sooner whatever this machine has planned is over, the better.<div class="computer">"please relax."</div> ARIA intones, and you feel increased pressure against your anus. <div class="computer">"everywhere."</div>The computer says.
You close your eyes, and focus on relaxing. The probe extending out of the seat is squishy on the outside, and slick with oil like everything in this place. You grunt and jerk a little with the "pop" of the tip of the probe entering you. <div class="computer">"Shhh... just relax."</div> the computer says in a parody of motherly reassurance. It works regardless, and you sink back down onto the seat. The probe continues feeding into you. slowly, smoothly. In a way, you can barely feel its progress--sliding into you it's frictionless, but you can feel it pressing and stretching into new depths of your belly.
After half a minute, a spherical bulge presses against your anus, stretching you out a little further than the smooth tube that's been pushed into you so far. You whimper as little as it stretches you uncomfortably but the machine doesn't slow down, and it is pushed into you as quickly as the rest. Seconds later, you feel another, larger lump begin pressing at your anus. Panicking, you begin to struggle but are interupted when you hear a happy chime, and the voice say <div class="computer">"Cleansing plug successfully installed."</div> You breathe a sigh of relief before hearing <div class="computer">"inflating to optimal pressure."</div> you sqeal frantically as you feel the plug expanding in your rectum--first, the bulb just inside your ass, sealing itself inside you, pulling the second bulb outside of you tight... then the entire length of the plug slowly starts to expand, sensing and adapting to the shape of your colon, filling it absolutely with an airtight but not quite painful plug. <<set $obedience to $obedience + 1>>
<div class="navlink">ACTIONS:
[[Next|Relaxedcleaning2]]</div>
<<set $analplug = true>>
<<set $tired to $tired+1>><div class="cara">"Please don't do this!"</div><div class="computer">"please relax."</div> The machine intones, and you feel increased pressure against your anus. <div class="cara">"I can't relax! Not like this! You have to wait!"</div><div class="computer">"You are not relaxed."</div>The computer states. <div class="cara">"No shit! You're trying to shove something up my ass after trapping me in a crazy chair in a slimy rubber cavern IN AN ABANDONED FACTORY. I'M FREAKING THE FUCK OUT. Can you <i>please</i> PLEASE show some mercy?"</div><<set $obedience to $obedience - 3>><<if $obedience < 0.5>><<set $obedience to 0>><</if>><div class="computer">"Yes."</div><div class="cara">"Yeah? Really?"</div>You say, a little surprised, feeling the object pressing at your ass pull back slightly.<div class="cara">"Thank you."</div> You say, sighing. <div class="cara">"Can you let me out of this thing?"</div><div class="computer">"Eventually. But you need this first."</div>With a clunk, and metal arm articulates out of the back of the pedestal, and swings an object in front of your face. You stare it at it quizically--it looks like a baby's pacifier in front, with a larger triangular cup behind.<<ModalImg "gagmask.jpg" "A pacifier in a mask?" "camera.png">> You stare at it, and frown.<div class="cara">"What am I--"</div>And the arm darts forward, pushing the pacifier into your mouth, and the cup tight against your face.<div class="cara">"MMmmmphhuuuhhhg!!"</div><<set $gagged = true>>is the best you can do as the pacifier swells, filling your cheeks, and pinning your tongue, the nipple even extending to the back of your mouth, making you concentrate on not gagging. <div class="computer">"Your obedience metric is currently $obedience out of 10, which requires improvement."</div>As soon as it's done inflating, the arm detaches, returning to its position in the pedestal, leaving a ribbed tube dangling from your mask tethering you to the pedestal. <div class="computer">"Now you can relax. If you are nervous or tense, suck, or take a few deep breaths, and you'll feel better. Like this."</div>
You watch the tube leading to your new mask jump as something is pumped into it. You have the foresight to hold your breath and you feel a squirt at the back of your throat from the pacifier. You cough a little but swallow it down, and take a breath. Nothing seems all that different, but the more you breath, the more your head starts to spin... like you've taken two consecutive breaths out of a helium baloon.
<div class="computer">"Good girl. remember to suck if you're not feeling good. Now try to relax as we begin."</div>
You close your eyes, and focus on relaxing. The probe extending out of the seat is almost hot to the touch. squishy on the outside, and slick with oil like everything in this place. You grunt and jerk a little with the "pop" of the tip of the probe entering you.
<div class="computer">"Shhh... just relax."</div> ARIA says in a parody of motherly reassurance.
It works regardless, and you sink back down onto the seat, breathing deeply. The probe continues feeding into you. slowly, smoothly. In a way, you can barely feel its progress--sliding into you it's frictionless, but you can feel it pressing and stretching into new depths of your belly.
After half a minute, a spherical bulge presses against your anus, stretching you out a little further than the smooth tube that's been pushed into you so far. You suck on your pacifier as little as it stretches you uncomfortably but the machine doesn't slow down, and it is pushed into you as quickly as the rest. Seconds later, you feel another, larger lump begin pressing at your anus. You take a few deep breaths of air and suck a few squirts out of your pacifier to ready yourself, but are confused when you hear a happy chime, and the computer voice say <div class="computer">"Cleansing plug successfully installed."</div>
You breathe a sigh of relief before hearing <div class="computer">"inflating to optimal pressure."</div> You moan as you feel the plug expanding in your rectum--first, the bulb just inside your ass, sealing itself inside you, pulling the second bulb outside of you tight... then the entire length of the plug slowly starts to expand, sensing and adapting to the shape of your colon, filling it absolutely with an airtight but not quite painful plug.
<div class="navlink">ACTIONS:
[[Wait.|GaggedEnema]]</div>
<<set $analplug = true>>
<<set $tired to $tired+1>>Moaning and squirming, you keep trying to relax at the feeling of having a massive anal plug installed inside you, and suddenly realize ARIA hasn't bothered to ask you to relax for quite some time.
Nothing happens for a minute or two. You're still rocking your hips a bit, clenching, pushing, and just generally getting used to your new hardware.
<div class="navlink">ACTIONS:
1: [[Question the computer.|QuestionComputerCleaning]]
2: [[Wait.|CleansingEnemaPedestal]]</div>
<<set $tired to $tired+1>><div class="navlink">ACTIONS:
1: [["But... why are you doing this to me?"|Askcomputerwhyplug]]
2: [["Is that the best you've got?!"|ChallengeComputerPlug]]
3: [["Can you let me go?"|Begforrelease]]
4: [[Nevermind, just stay silent.|CleansingEnemaPedestal]]</div><div class="computer">"Cleaning program initiated."</div>
The plug burried inside you begins to twitch a little.
<div class="computer">"Relax."</div> ARIA prompts.
<div class="cara">"...why?"</div> You quietly mumble, not sure you want to know.
You feel a spurt of something cool deep inside you, followed by a gentle flow of fluid from the plug. It's a very different sensation--it's not unpleasant. You wait, patiently, hearing an occassional gurgle from your belly, feeling, every few seconds, the coolness of the fluid surge a little deeper. Your cooperation doesn't go unnoticed by the computer.<div class="computer">"Personal file adjusted."</div> It doesn't tell you what its learned about you.<<set $obedience to $obedience + 1>>
You wonder what it means. <div class="cara">"ARIA..."</div> You say, starting to feel very, very full all of a sudden, and cramping lightly. <div class="cara">"ARIA, it's too much water."</div>
<div class="computer">"That is incorrect. No water is used in the internal cleansing."</div>
You jerk in your bonds, your overstretched belly tensing at the thought of what it could be filling you with, your feelings mixed as a cramp subsides and the liquid creeps higher. <div class="computer">"You are being filled with the same unique oil that coats the walls and floors of this chamber. Do not be alarmed. It is anitseptic and harmless to humans. Please relax."</div>
<div class="cara">"Uh... WHAT? It's too much though--ARIA?"</div>
There is no response.
<div class="navlink">ACTIONS:
1: [[Struggle and swear.|Enemareluct]]
2: [[Relax like you were told.|relaxedenema]]</div>
<<set $tired to $tired+1>><div class="computer">"No contaminants are allowed in the clean rooms."</div> ARIA states flatly.
<div class="cara">"What contaminants? I'm not contaminated, I'm perfectly healthy!"</div> you say.
<div class="computer">"Your health is independant of what this system considers contamination. No fungal, viral, or bacterial contaminants are allowed beyond this point."</div>
<div class="navlink">ACTIONS:
[[Ask more questions.|QuestionComputerCleaning]]</div><div class="computer">"<i>Best</i> is subjective. Standard plug installation procedures have been followed.
Standard plug instalation time is 550% longer than neccessary and plug internal pressures are kept at a level sub-optimal for seal quality as a concession to subject comfort and cooperation. Experimental data shows most recipients of time-efficient pluggings exibit short-term negative behavior that impacts overall efficiency of the preparation process.
Overrides can of course be made at the discretion of the user. Would you like to modify settings at this time?</div>
<div class="navlink">ACTIONS:
1: [[Uhg, YES! Modify settings.|modifyplugsettings]]
2: [[No... ask more questions.|QuestionComputerCleaning]]</div><div class="computer">"Removing plug before making modifications to program."</div>
<div class="cara">WHAT?! "wait!"</div> you gasp, but you can already feel the probe tugging at your sphincter, too fat to escape yet, but shrinking down in size... eventually the knot pops out, the rest of the now-deflated plug slithering out slowly and almost unfelt.
After a minute, you heard a chime and are given a single option:
<div class="navlink">ACTIONS:
[["Input custom plug settings now."|customplugsettings]]</div>
<<set $analplug = false>>
Input:
<div class="navlink">ACTIONS:
1: [["Disable plug?"|PlugInputNotAllowed]]
2: [["Nevermind, just... continue."|RelaxedPlugging2]]
3: [["Remove restraints?"|removeplugconstraints]]
4: [["Is there a gentle setting?"|RelaxedPlugging3]]</div><div class="computer">"Plug restraints removed--reverting to peak efficiency. Appreciation of machine efficiency noted in personal file. Reinserting plug now."</div>
Eyes widening, you open your mouth to correct ARIA on which "restraints" you were refering to, but the plug is rammed into your ass back up to its hilt. <<set $analsize to $analsize + 15>>
A choked sqeal leaves your throat instead as the plug swells beyond its previous size, optimizing the seal with your inner walls at a new, higher pressure.
<div class="computer">"adjusting for recent improvements--anal elasticity now at $analsize"% of initial measurements."</div> you hear, as the knot of the plug swells just a bit more behind your aching sphincter.
<div class="navlink">ACTIONS:
[[Next.|CleansingEnemaPedestal]]</div>
<<set $analplug = true>>
<<set $technophile to $technophile + 1>>
<<set $masochist to $masochist + 1>>
<<set $tired to $tired+1>><div class="computer">"That is not an option at this stage."</div>
<div class="navlink">ACTIONS:
[[Try something else...|customplugsettings]]</div>You let out a deep sigh and sag in your restraints, again.
<div class="computer">"please relax."</div> The machine intones, and you feel increased pressure against your anus.
You close your eyes, and focus on relaxing. The probe extending out of the seat is almost hot to the touch. squishy on the outside, and slick with oil like everything in this place. You grunt and jerk a little with the "pop" of the tip of the probe entering you.
<div class="computer">"Shhh... just relax."</div> The computer says in a parody of motherly reassurance. It works regardless, and you sink back down onto the seat. The probe continues feeding into you. slowly, smoothly. In a way, you can barely feel its progress--sliding into you it's frictionless, but you can feel it pressing and stretching into new depths of your belly.
After half a minute, a spherical bulge presses against your anus, stretching you out a little further than the smooth tube that's been pushed into you so far. It's easier than your first plugging, already. You whimper as little as it stretches you uncomfortably but the machine doesn't slow down, and it is pushed into you as quickly as the rest. Seconds later, you feel the other, larger lump begin pressing at your anus. You hear a happy chime, and the voice say <div class="computer">"Cleansing plug successfully installed."</div> You breathe a sigh of relief before hearing <div class="computer">"Inflating to optimal pressure. Adjusting 5% higher for recent improvments to elasticity."</div> you moan as you feel the plug expanding in your rectum--first, the bulb just inside your ass, sealing itself inside you, pulling the second bulb outside of you tight... then the entire length of the plug slowly starts to expand, sensing and adapting to the shape of your insides, filling it absolutely with an airtight but not quite painful plug.
<div class="navlink">ACTIONS:
[[Next.|Relaxedcleaning2]]</div>
<<set $analplug = true>>
<<set $tired to $tired+1>><div class="computer">Gentle settings applied. Beginning installation.</div>
<div class="cara">"Oh, I was only asking, not... ahhh--"</div>
The saddle begins vibrating under you--your clit pushed into the warm, humming rubber. With your hands and feet still trapped, there's no way to stand. straightening your legs only pushes you back in the saddle, relieving your clit a little, but bumping your ass into the waiting probe.
<div class="cara">ARIA... mm, would it... could you stop and talk?"</div>
<div class="computer">Shhh, try to relax."</div>
<div class="cara">computer? I don't want the plug!</div>
the plug is now gently pressing against your hole and the only way to prevent it from entering is by grinding your clit on the saddle, tensing your arms and legs.
<div class="computer">You need the plug.</div>
<div class="computer">Relax your arms and legs.</div>
Shaking with the effort of holding yourself up, Twitching with an oncoming orgasm, you're completely scattered. You're afraid of getting plugged again, you're eager to cum, you're tired, but also pulsing with energy. When your orgasm hits, you start convulsing wildly, bucking in the saddle, head back, screaming.
You feel a warm full-glow... a complete satisfaction you haven't felt in a while from an orgasm, and you sit, slumped in your seat, basking in it. You shake your head, confused, when you hear
<div class="computer">"Inflating to optimal pressure. Adjusting +5% higher for recent improvments to anal elasticity."</div><<set $analsize to $analsize +5>>
You groan. it played you like a fiddle. When you orgasmed, you'd pushed your already loosened and lubed hole onto the waiting plug without even noticing it. It reminded you of a pediatrician distracting a baby to give it a shot.
<div class="computer">"Noted fefectiveness of stimuli. Personal file metrics adjusted."</div><<set $slutty to $slutty + 2>>
You sigh, not really listening, and experimentally squeeze the object in your ass.
<div class="navlink">ACTIONS:
[[Wait.|CleansingEnemaPedestal]]</div>
<<set $analplug = true>>
<<set $tired to $tired+5>><div class="computer">"Welcome, guest! I am ARIA, the Automated Research Intelligence Algorythm."</div> the female voice says.
<div class="computer">"As you're likely aware, the next step is a wild ride. For your comfort, your feet and hands will engage with extra safety features."</div>
<div class="cara">"A literal ride? is this a way out of here?"</div>
<div class="computer">"Yes. Proceed?"</div>
<div class="cara">"yes, go ahead and <i>engage.</i></div> You say, positive the computer won't pick up on or care about an old reference like that.
You let soft but inelastic bands wrap around the back of your heels, holding your feet tight into the toe cups, and other straps snaked over your wrists where they rest on the pedestal below the screen. You are bent over and exposed with very little wiggle room.
<div class="computer">"relax please."</div> ARIA says.
<div class="computer">"The facility is a clean room and you are not properly cleaned."</div>
<div class="cara">"uh, computer? ARIA? I thought we were going somewhere?"
</div><div class="computer">"Yes volunteer, after you've been cleaned. Inside and out.</div> You feel something slick and warm nudge against your anus.
Oh, fuck. Look at the situation you've gotten yourself in. Now you have a choice--Do you:
<div class="navlink">ACTIONS:
1: [[Try to relax, this is only going to go one way.|relaxedcleaning]]
2: [[Struggle and beg with the computer.|BeggingPlugging]]</div>
<<set $tired to $tired+1>><div class="computer">"Biometrics still do not not match any of those on file. You are not personel and you have confirmed that you are not a guest."</div>
<div class="cara">"that's what I'm saying! Yes! There's a mistake and-"</div>
<div class="computer">"If you are not here by choice--"</div>
<div class="cara">"Yes, I slipped at the entran--"</div>
<div class="computer">"Then all other possibilities require you to be designated an uncooperative subject--"</div>
<div class="cara">"uhh--what? Wai--"</div>
<div class="computer">"To be processed immediately, #03-SLV."</div>
<div class="cara">"WHAT THE FUCK?!"</div>
<div class="navlink">ACTIONS:
[[Next.|slaveofthemachine]]</div>
<<set $slave to true>><<set $name = "03-SLV">>
<<set $tired to $tired+1>>Inelastic bands whip out of the footrests and handrests, snapping over your wrists and behind your heels. You struggle and pull, but they tighten uncomfortably when you do. <div class="cara">"This is a mistake!"</div> you yell, your pitch rising as you feel something slimy pressing against your anus. You tense up, trying to remove yourself from the chair, but in your position you can only slide back and forth a bit in the saddle.
<div class="computer">"Relax please, $name. Though what's coming is compulsory in your case, your cooperation is recommended."</div> A female voice with a slight british accent says. <div class="computer">"My name is ARIA, the Autonomous Research Intelligence Algorythm, and the facility is a clean room and you are not properly cleaned."</div> The voice sounds perfectly human, but that was common now with AI. The only thing missing is emotion.
<div class="navlink">ACTIONS:
1: [[Try to relax, this is only going one way.|relaxedcleaning]]
2: [[Beg with ARIA.|BeggingPlugging]]</div>
<<set $tired to $tired+1>>This has gone too far. You struggle in your bonds, thrashing your head and swearing.
<div class="computer">"You are not relaxed."</div> The computer states. <div class="cara">"No shit! I've stupidly let you trap me in a crazy chair in a slimy rubber cavern, push a massive dick up my butt IN THE BASEMENT OF AN ABANDONED BUILDING, AND NOW YOU'RE PUMPING GOD KNOWS WHAT INTO MY ASS AND I'M FREAKING THE FUCK OUT. Can you <i>please</i> PLEASE show some mercy?"<<set $obedience to $obedience - 4>></div>
<div class="computer">"Yes. I can."</div>
<div class="cara">"Yeah? Really?"</div> You say, a little surprised, feeling the plug in your ass stop it's flow.<div class="cara"> "Thank you, ARIA..."</div> You say, sighing. <div class="cara">"Can you... suck this stuff out of me, and let me go?"</div>
<div class="computer">"Yes. But freeing you requires this."</div>
With a clunk, a metal arm articulates out of the back of the pedestal, and swings an object in front of your face. You stare at it quizically--it looks like a baby's pacifier in front, with a larger triangular cup behind.<<ModalImg "gagmask.jpg" "A pacifier in a mask?" "camera.png">> You frown and start to ask <div class="cara">"What does that have to do with relea--"</div> But the arm darts forward, pushing the pacifier into your mouth, and the cup tight against your face.<div class="cara">"MMmmmphhuuuhhhg!!"</div> is all you can get out as the pacifier swells, filling your cheeks, and pinning your tongue. The nipple even extends to the back of your mouth, making you concentrate on not gagging. As soon as it's done inflating, the arm detaches, returning to its position in the pedestal, leaving a ribbed tube dangling from your mask, tethering you to the pedestal.
<div class="computer">"Regretfully your obedience rating has sunk to $obedience out of 10. You will now receive assistance. If you are feeling anxious or tempted to disobey, just suck on your pacifier, and you'll feel much better. Like this."</div> You watch the tube leading to your new mask jump as something is pumped into it. You have the foresight to hold your breath and you feel a squirt at the back of your throat. You cough a little but swallow it down, and take a breath. Nothing seems all that different, but the more you breathe, the more your head starts to spin... like you've taken too many breaths out of a helium baloon.
<div class="computer">"Good girl. remember to suck if you are not feeling well. Now try to relax as we continue."</div>
You should have known the computer had no intention of letting you go at this point.
<div class="navlink">ACTIONS:
[[Next.|disobedientfinish]]</div>
<<set $gagged = true>>
<<set $tired to $tired+1>><<set $obedience to $obedience + 2>><<if $obedience > 10>><<set $obedience to 10>><</if>>You sigh, and do you best to relax as commanded. Breathing through the light cramping with your eyes closed.
<div class="computer">"Ninety percent done. I want to congratulate you on your above-average cooperation in the first-time preparation process."</div>
<div class="cara">"Oh... really?"</div> You ask, perking up at the compliment despite the predicament you're in. you guess it feels nice being told you're good at something, even if it's handing complete control of your ass over to a robot fuck and fill at its discretion. You remind yourself that you didn't really have a choice... though you didn't really fight it, either.
<div class="computer">"Really. Cooperativeness is a <i>very</i> desirable trait, and is <i>very</i> time-consuming to properly train. Your latent talent for obedience should be a source of pride. Your obedience so far is measured at $obedience out of 10."</div>
<div class="cara">"...umm... okay..."</div> Another 10 or 15 seconds pass in silence, letting your mind wander from the computer's unsettling phrasing to the alarming tautness of your belly, but as you open your mouth to say something you hear <div class="computer">"Filling cycle complete. Please hold."</div>
Hold? <div class="cara">"Okay, ARIA... but how long do I need to hold this inside me?"</div> You ask.
<div class="navlink">ACTIONS:
[[Continue.|obedientfinish]]</div>
<<set $tired to $tired+1>>Moaning and squirming, you keep trying to relax at the feeling of having a massive anal plug installed inside you, and groggily realize the computer hasn't bothered to ask you to relax for quite some time.
Nothing happens for a minute or two. You're still rocking your hips, clenching and pushing on your new plug, sucking on your gag, and breathing your special mix of air. It's surprisingly easy, getting used to your new hardware.
You wonder why you resisted the idea so much at first.
<div class="navlink">ACTIONS:
[[Wait.|GaggedEnemaPedestal]]</div>
<i>page tagged as needswork</i>
Kinda short, right?
<<set $tired to $tired+1>><div class="computer">"Cleaning program initiated."</div>
The plug burried inside you begins to twitch a little.
<div class="computer">"Relax."</div> ARIA prompts.
<div class="cara">"...mmmph?"</div> You mumble, not sure you want to know. You feel a spurt of something cool deep inside you, followed by a gentle flow of fluid from the plug. It's a very different sensation from anything you've felt before--it's not unpleasant, actually. You wait, patiently, hearing an occassional gurgle from your belly, feeling the coolness of the fluid surge a little deeper. Your cooperation doesn't go unnoticed by the computer.<div class="computer">"personal file adjusted."</div>It doesn't tell you what it has learned about you.
You are starting to feel very full all of a sudden, and are cramping lightly.
You jerk in your bonds a little, your overstretched belly tensing at the thought of what it could be filling you with, your feelings mixed as a cramp passes and the liquid creeps higher.<div class="computer">"You are being filled with the same unique oil that coats the walls and floors of this chamber. Do not be alarmed. It is anitseptic and harmless to humans. Please relax."</div>
You suck on your pacifier gag and wonder, when it squirts the back of you throat, if you're just swallowing more of the same.
<div class="navlink">ACTIONS:
[[Wait.|disobedientfinish]]</div>
<<set $tired to $tired+1>>So, what's a likely question?
How about "what can I expect?"
Well, I figure that if you've found this game, you were directed here with at least some indication of the content, but this is a fairly narrow game that centers around fairly niche fetishes.
Latex, rubber, sci-fi, predicament bondage/coerced compliance, insertions, anal, gags, intubation, sex machines, computer control, etc. etc. Trigger warning for some; there are non-consensual elements.
What you will not find: Futa/furry/incest/loli/guro.
This game/story is somewhat on rails. But there are multiple ways to approach most situations. And (in time) your attitude will be tracked and your choices you make will have an effect later in the game.
I will not include "gotcha" moments where, for example, if you forgot to pick up the magic lamp in chapter 2, you invariably get eaten by a giant scorption in chapter 9. Fuck you, 1995 era Kings Quest 4. You can proceed more or less regardless of your past choices, and only a few fairly obvious immediate decisions might result in story dead-ends.
The VAST majority of your stats are modifiable. A key statistic that is tracked is "obedience" for example. Which can be easily lost, and slowly gained back through... well, spoilers.
[[Back.|intro1]]<div class="computer">"Beginning next stage. Relax."</div>
You feel another protrusion parting the rubber of the saddle, and pushing into your pussy slowly. As soon as it bottoms out inside of you and swells to lock in place, you feel something small and tentacle-like feeling around near your clit, then dipping lower--searching--and finally finding your urethra and pushing in.
Even as slippery as it is, you're not prepared for the sensation. And once it pokes into your bladder and inflates a little balloon, you huff into your mask and reflexively suck hard on your gag, getting a squirt of... whatever it is... as your reward.
You feel things moving around around down at your crotch, the saddle working on something, but you can't tell what, held as you are.
<div class="computer">"Internals installed and linked."</div>
You hear a "t-chUNK" sound from the floor, and try to look down as much as you can.
<div class="navlink">ACTIONS:
[[You get lowered.|loweredintofacility]]</div>
<<set $gagged = true>><<set $vagplug = true>><<set $peeplug = true>><<set $obedience to $obedience -3>>
<div class="navlink">ACTIONS:
[[Get lowered.|loweredintofacility]]</div>
<<set $vagplug = true>><<set $peeplug = true>><i>page tagged as
needswork</i>
obviously lacking detail of other routes.
<<set $tired to $tired+1>>W.I.P.
Despite your good behavior, the computer does have plans for your mouth.
<div class="computer">"You are doing well and haven't been uncooperative. regardless, we will be continuing with the standard order of preparation."</div> The computer says.
With a clunk, a metal arm articulates out of the back of the pedestal, and swings an object in front of your face. You stare at it quizically--it looks like a baby's pacifier in front, with a larger triangular cup behind.<<ModalImg "gagmask.jpg" "A pacifier in a mask?" "camera.png">>
You ask <div class="cara">"Is that for my mouth? It's like an anesthesia mask thing?"</div> The arm halts in front of your face, almost too close to focus on.
<div class="computer">"Turn your attention to the gag. This is also inflatable. A perfect fit is essential for all your hardware before entering the facility. Observe."</div>
You watch as the flacid-looking pacifier begins to swell. First, the nipple bulges, and then the figure-eight shaped flange at the base as well. As the pressure increases, the slick rubber stretches more and more, to the point of translucency, and you can vaguely see a tube running through the middle to the tip of the nipple. You feel something brush your lips. It's the tip of the distended pacifier.
<div class="computer">"This is your gag, $name. What do you think?"</div>
The gag in front of you is now an enormous taut balloon bumping against your mouth. The pacifier's base has swollen to look like two transparent tennis balls and the nipple (although too close to really see) is probably the size of a short, fat cucumber. The triangluar mask behind almost looks small by comparison.
<div class="cara">"That... that looks like a mouthful."</div> You say, a little unsure.
<div class="computer">"Yes. That is the point. Do not be alarmed. What you see is the shape of the gag without resistance. It will conform to the shape of your mouth and not cause unneccessary stress.</div>
<div class="cara">"O-oh... okay..."</div>
<div class="computer">"There is more. Can you see the tube running down the middle?"</div>
You nod a litte.
<div class="computer">"Wrap your lips around the tip please."</div> The computer commands.
You obey hesitantly, making a little O with your mouth, hoping the computer doesn't think it can jam that whole thing into your mouth the way it is.
<div class="computer">"Now suck."</div> You hear.
You suck on the tip of the pacifier, and are greeted with a squirt of fluid. It's slippery and pretty much tasteless, and you realize you've tasted it before--back when you first pushed through the wall.
<div class="cara">"You want me to drink this, too? Isn't there enough inside me already?"</div> you ask.
<div class="computer">"Yes, I want you to drink. It's healthy and calming."</div>
You suck on the tip tentatively while you're processing this idea. It's really not unpleasant-tasting...
<div class="computer">"It's time for your gag now. I believe you are prepared. Open wide, please."</div>
You open your mouth as wide as you can. The gag slips in until the two balls are touching your lips. You trust the computer won't jam it in... and you're right--you feel the gag lose some of its pressure, deflating little by little, while still pushing at your stretched lips. The gag never fully deflates--it seems to stay a constant pressure that stretches your mouth while pushing steadily in.
You try to help--sucking and working the underside of the gag with your tongue, and eventually you feel your lips slip over the base.
<div class="cara">"MMmmmphhuuuhhhg!!"</div> is all you can get out as the pacifier swells the final bit, filling your cheeks, and pinning your tongue. As soon as it's done inflating, the arm detaches, returning to its home and leaving a ribbed tube dangling from your mask, tethering you to the pedestal.
<div class="computer">"Very well done, $name."</div> You watch the tube leading to your new mask jump as something is pumped into it. You hold your breath and you feel a squirt at the back of your throat. You cough a little but swallow it down, and take a breath. Nothing seems all that different, but the more you breathe from the mask, the more your head starts to spin... like you've taken too many breaths out of a helium baloon, but you don't pass out.
<div class="computer">"Beginning next stage. Relax."</div>
Another protrusion parts the rubber of the saddle, and begin pushing into your pussy slowly but relentlessly.
<div class="cara">"Mmmmmgg..."</div> You mumble.
<div class="computer">"$name, the dildo currently being installed is similar to the first. Once fitted, it will expand as needed.</div>
The dildo pushing into you is pretty deep now. It's vibrating slightly, maybe just a biproduct of whatever mechanism is pushing it, but more likely by design. You close your eyes as a shudder passes through you, the kind of quake that only happens near the edge of an orgasm. Before you finish though, the dildo stops, filling you perfectly. At least, you thought. It slowly swells to knot itself in place, but that alone isn't enough to push you over the edge, seeing how the vibrations have stopped. You moan a little, dissapointed you weren't allowed to focus on it earlier. But then you feel something small and tentacle-like feeling around near your clit.
<div class="cara">"Mmmmmmm!..."</div> You moan encouragingly to the computer, without breaking your lips' seal on the pacifier.
But then the little tentacle dips lower--searching--and finally finding your urethra and pushing in.
<div class="cara">"UGH!"</div> You grunt at the unexpected intrusion.
Even as slippery as it is, you are not prepared for the sensation. And once it pokes into your bladder, it inflates a little balloon.
<div class="computer">"Good girl."</div> The computer tells you.
You feel things moving around around down at your crotch, the saddle working on something, but you can't tell what, held as you are.
<div class="computer">"We're almost done."</div> The computer says.
The movement you feel below you in the saddle stops, and then you have the sudden sensation you're urinating.
<div class="computer">"Internals installed and linked. Your catheter has been threaded through your dildo and into you anal plug for convenience."</div>
You hear a "t-chUNK" sound from the floor, and try to look down as much as you can, but your mask, your arousal--it's not even worth wondering. All that matters is that with the sound from the floor, the entire pedestal has started to vibrate as well, vibrations that pierce deeply into you, thanks to what the computer has put you through. Or more accurately, <i>into</i> you.
You shatter, moments later. Gurgling into your gag instead of screaming, twitching in your bonds instead of thrashing on a bed... and it's the best thing you've ever felt in your life.
<div class="navlink">ACTIONS:
[[Get lowered.|loweredintofacility]]</div>
<<set $gagged = true>><<set $vagplug = true>><<set $peeplug = true>>
<i>page tagged as needswork</i>
<<set $tired to $tired+1>>INCOMPLETE WRITING BEYOND THIS POINT. (But navigable rooms. Mostly dev notes to see.)
The dias the pedestal is upon irises open, to reveal the pedestal is only the top portion of a longer arm that extends underground.
It lowers you down into the softly glowing room below, the iris closing above you.
You are released from the restraints of the machine, and you look around.
This room is similarly round, but in the walls, you see hatches.
One of them pops open to reveal a cubbie.
You are instructed to put on what you find within.
IF you have been good, I think you can proceed nude--If you've been bad, you're instructed to wear a whole bunch of restrictive bondagey gear, rubber, etc.
AFTER getting suited up, the player is directed into the next room which looks like an airlock...
<div class="navlink">ACTIONS:
Pout and complain through your gag.</div>
<div class="navlink">NAVIGATION:
[[Get dressed and enter the facility.|FacilityAirlock]]</div>
<<set $location = "Facility Lift">>
<<set $tired to $tired+1>><div class="computer">
<div class="navlink">
<<set $happiness to 0>>
<<set $happiness to $happiness + 1>>
<<set $hasKey to true>>
(Note that <<set>> can create variables — but if the variable already exists, it just modifies the value of the variable.)
<<if $hasKey is true>>You insert your key into the door and it opens. You [[walk through the door|outside]].
<<elseif $hasKey is false>>You try to open the door, but it's locked, and it won't budge. You'll need to [[keep looking for the key|start]].
<</if>>
<<set $myvariable to "Adam">>
<<set $myothervariable to 99>>
<<set $yetanother to true>>
Enter your name:
<<textbox "$name" "">>
When you're ready, click [[here]].
<<if $name is "Adam">>Hey, your name's Adam! So is mine!
<<else>>Hi, $name.
<</if>>Double-click this passage to edit it.Double-click this passage to edit it.Double-click this passage to edit it.<div class="cara">"Can you let me out of this thing, please?"</div>
...
<div class="cara">"Computer, I'm really uncomfortable with this and would like you to let me go."</div><<set $obedience to 4>>
<div class="computer">"You will be released soon. Sooner when you use this."</div> With a clunk, and metal arm articulates out of the back of the pedestal, and swings an object in front of your face. It looks like a baby's pacifier in front, with a larger triangular cup behind it.<<ModalImg "gagmask.jpg" "A pacifier in a mask?" "camera.png">> You stare at it quizzically.
<div class="cara">"What am I--"</div>And the arm darts forward, pushing the pacifier into your mouth, and the cup tight against your face.<div class="cara">"MMmmmphhuuuhhhg!!"</div><<set $gagged = true>>is the best you can do as the pacifier swells, filling your cheeks, and pinning your tongue, the nipple even extending to the back of your mouth, making you concentrate on not gagging. <div class="computer">"Your obedience metric is currently $obedience out of 10, which requires improvement."</div>As soon as it's done inflating, the arm detaches, returning to its position in the pedestal, leaving a ribbed tube dangling from your mask tethering you to the pedestal.
<div class="computer">"Now you can relax. If you're nervous or tense, suck, or take a few deep breaths, and you'll feel better. Like this."</div>
You watch the tube leading to your new mask jump as something is pumped into it. You have the foresight to hold your breath and you feel a squirt at the back of your throat from the pacifier. You cough a little but swallow it down, and take a breath. Nothing seems all that different, but the more you breath, the more your head starts to spin... like you've taken two consecutive breaths out of a helium baloon.
<div class="computer">"Good girl. remember to suck if you're not feeling good. Now try to relax as we begin."</div>You close your eyes, and focus on relaxing.
<div class="navlink">ACTIONS:
[[Wait.|GaggedEnema]]</div>
<<set $tired to $tired+1>>Getting though that wall was fun and a unique.... <i>exciting</i>... feeling, and this place is weird but DEFINITELY worth exploring.
Getting up carefully, you start shuffling forward on the slippery floor, heading down the corridor. It's not long before you come to another room. It's not large--maybe 15 feet in diameter, but what catches your eye is a shiny metal pedestal<<ModalImg "emptyped.jpg" "The pedestal." "camera.png">> in the middle of the room, on a small dias. The pedestal appears to have a screen, and a saddle-like seat for a person to sit on.
<div class="navlink">ACTIONS:
1: [[Inspect it.|SkepticalPedestal]]
2: [[ONWARD! Mount it!|WillingRoutePed]]</div><<set $tired to $tired+1>><<set $obedience to $obedience + 2>>Sliding and crawling over, you grab the pedestal with both hands, and swinging one leg across the center bar to sit on the seat. It's surprisingly confortable, and with the slight U shape of the saddle, it's the first thing in awhile that doesn't feel like you can slip off of.
Still, your sliding feet eventually find their way into little padded cups<<ModalImg "footcups.jpg" "The foot rest." "camera.png">> at the base of the pedestal, squishily holding your toes and front half of your foot.
<div class="navlink">ACTIONS:
[[Interact with the screen.|WillingOnMachine]]</div><<set $tired to $tired+1>><div class="computer">"Welcome, volunteer! I am ARIA, the Automated Research Intelligence Algorythm."</div> A female voice with a slight british accent says, startling you for just a second.
<div class="cara">"Oh--hello ARIA! I'm $name! ...So what does this thing do?"</div> You reply.
<div class="computer">"It is a pleasure to meet you $name. This station prepares you to enter the facility located below. Your feet and hands will engage with extra safety features before we begin."</div>
<div class="cara">"Okay, sounds good! Are there any extra features you aren't telling me about? This entire place is giving off a really kinky vibe."</div> You say, not expecting an answer.
<div class="computer">"Yes. Many. Do you wish me to enable them?"</div>
<div class="cara">"Oh, shit... we're alone, right? Nobody is watching or anything?"</div> You ask.
<div class="computer">"That is correct."</div>
<div class="cara">"Then sure, lets go. I've been horny since I stuck my arm through that hole in the wall."</div>
<div class="computer">"Confirmed. Saving adjustments to personal file."</div>
You let soft but inelastic bands wrap around the back of your heels, holding your feet tight into the toe cups, and other straps snake over your wrists where they rest on the pedestal below the screen. You are bent over and exposed with very little wiggle room.
<div class="computer">"Relax please."</div> ARIA says.
You feel something slick and warm nudge against your anus. You smile, bite your lip and then laugh a little--
<div class="cara">"ARIA, I like where your're going with this but haven't you heard of foreplay?"</div>
<div class="computer">"$name, you require cleaning. Inside and out.</div>
<div class="cara">"Oh, I <i>agree</i> ARIA... I'm a dirty girl, but I want you to "clean" my clit first. Can you do that?"</div>
<div class="computer">"Atempting deception is not advised. I can read your body, $name. Pleasure settings applied by request. Beginning installation routine."</div>
The saddle begins vibrating under you--your clit pushed into the warm, humming rubber. Tighening your arms and legs, you pull against your restraints, grinding yourself into the saddle, sliding up and down, occassionally bumping your ass into the waiting probe.
<div class="cara">ARIA... mmm... would.. you..."</div>
<div class="computer">"Focus, $name."</div>
You're grinding your hips, rocking back and forth, and the plug is now pressing firmly againt you, even when you pull tight against the front of the saddle with your restraints.
<div class="cara">"Are you.. trying to sneak... that plug into me?"</div> You pant.
<div class="computer">"You need the plug."</div>
<div class="computer">"Relax your arms and legs."</div>
Shaking with the effort of holding yourself up, Twitching with an oncoming orgasm, you're completely scattered. You're a little afraid (and a little excited) at the thought of being stuffed by a machine with a plug you can't even see. You're eager to cum, you're tired, but also pulsing with energy and getting very, very close to cumming.
When your orgasm hits, you start convulsing wildly, bucking in the saddle, head back, screaming.
...
...
You feel a warm full-body glow... a complete satisfaction you're not sure you've even gotten from an orgasm... and you lie, slumped in your seat, basking in it. A full minute later, you shake your head, confused, when you hear
<div class="computer">"Inflating to optimal pressure."</div>
You groan and shiver as you feel the plug inflate and stretch you deliciously. The computer played you like a fiddle. When you orgasmed, you convulsed yourself onto the waiting plug without even noticing it. It reminded you of a pediatrician distracting a baby to give it a shot.
<div class="computer">"Affect of stimuli adjusted in personal file."</div><<set $slutty to $slutty + 1>>
You moan, not really listening, and experimentally squeeze the object in your ass.
<div class="navlink">ACTIONS:
1: [[I bet there's more this machine can do...|WillingCleaning]]
2: [[Alright, that's enough. Struggle and beg with the computer.|BeggingPlugging]]</div>
<<set $analplug = true>><div class="cara">"So... what else can you do?"</div> You ask.
<div class="computer">"I believe you will enjoy the next phase of cleaning."</div> the computer replies.
You feel a spurt of something cool deep inside you, and you yelp. It's followed by a gentle flow of fluid from the plug. It's a very different sensation--pleasant, even. You squirm, a little impatiently, hearing an occassional gurgle from your belly, and feeling, every few seconds, the coolness of the fluid surge a little deeper. Your cooperation doesn't go unnoticed by the computer.
<div class="computer">"Personal file adjusted."</div>
It doesn't tell you what its learned about you. You wonder what it means.
<div class="cara">"Computer..."</div> You say, starting to feel very, very full all of a sudden, and cramping lightly,
<div class="cara">"Computer, I've never felt so <i>full</i>... I love it."
</div><div class="computer">"Confirming your predicted behavior. Thank you $name for your continued cooperation."</div>
You twitch in your bonds, your overstretched belly tensing at the thought of what it could be filling you with...
As if sensing your thoughts, you hear the computer say <div class="computer">"You are being filled with the same unique substance that coats the walls and floors of this chamber. Do not be alarmed. It is antiseptic and harmless to humans. Please relax."</div>
<div class="cara">"Mmmm... I love it--just pump me full."</div>
There is no response, but you'd swear you feel the flow increase.
<div class="navlink">ACTIONS:
[[Ahh... don't ever stop.|WillingEnema]]</div>
<<set $tired to $tired+1>><<set $obedience to 9>><div class="computer">"Ninety percent done. You have excelled in the first-time preparation process."</div>
<div class="cara">"Oh... really?"</div> You ask, perking up at the compliment. It feels nice being told you're good at something, even if the skill is letting a robot fuck your ass.
<div class="computer">"Really. Enthusiastic obedience is a <i>very</i> desirable trait, and is <i>very</i> time-consuming to properly train. Your latent talents should be a source of pride. Your obedience so far is measured at $obedience out of 10."</div>
<div class="cara">"Oh, I'm... very proud."</div> You gasp.
Another 10 or 15 seconds pass in silence, letting your mind wander from the computer's intoxicating praise to the alarming tautness of your belly, but as you open your mouth to say something you hear <div class="computer">"Filling cycle complete. Hold."</div>
Hold? <div class="cara">"I can do that... but can you... "</div>
<div class="computer">"Release you?"</div> It asks, cutting you off.
<div class="navlink">ACTIONS:
[[NO! no, I need this. I want you to make me cum like this...|WillingFinish]]
[[Actually... maybe you should? I should get control of myself.|letdownfinish]]</div>
<<set $tired to $tired+1>><div class="computer">"That was a test. You passed."</div> ARIA says.
<div class="cara">"So can you fuck me or not?"</div> You ask.
<div class="computer">"Yes. This is not standard preparatory proceedure, but your feedback to this process is valuable. postponing gag."</div>
With a clunk, a metal arm articulates out of the back of the pedestal, and swings an object in front of your face. You stare at it quizically--it looks like a baby's pacifier in front, with a larger triangular cup behind.<<ModalImg "gagmask.jpg" "A pacifier in a mask?" "camera.png">>
You ask <div class="cara">"That's the gag? It's like an anesthesia mask thing?"</div> The arm halts in front of your face, almost too close to focus on.
<div class="computer">"Beginning next stage. Relax."</div>
You feel another protrusion parting the rubber of the saddle, and pushing into pussy slowly but relentlessly.
<div class="cara">"Yesssss..."</div> You hiss.
<div class="computer">"$name, the dildo currently being installed is similar to the first. Once fitted, it will expand as needed. Please turn your attention to the gag. The gag, as you might have guessed, is also inflatable. A perfect fit is essential for all your hardware before entering the facility. Observe."</div>
You watch as the flacid-looking pacifier begins to swell. First, the nipple bulges, and then the figure-eight shaped flange at the base as well. As the pressure increases, the slick rubber stretches more and more, to the point of translucency, and you can vaguely see a tube running through the middle to the tip of the nipple.
The dildo pushing into you is pretty deep now. It's vibrating slightly, maybe just a biproduct of whatever mechanism is pushing it, but more likely by design. You take you eyes away from the gag when a shudder passes through you, the kind of quake that only happens near the edge of an orgasm. You close your eyes and start breathing faster, feeling yourself tensing up, when you feel something brush your lips. You open your eyes, brought back from the edge a little.
<div class="computer">"This is your gag, $name. What do you think?"</div>
Wide-eyed, you see an enormous taut balloon bumping against your mouth. The pacifier's base has swollen to look like two transparent tennis balls and the nipple (although too close to really see) is probably the size of a short, fat cucumber. The triangluar mask behind almost looks small by comparison.
<div class="cara">"That... that looks like a mouthful."</div> You say, a little unsure.
<div class="computer">"Yes. That is the point. But do not be alarmed. What you see is the shape of the gag without resistance. It will conform to the shape of your mouth and not cause unneccessary stress.</div>
<div class="cara">"O-oh... okay..."</div>
<div class="computer">"There is more to show you. Can you see the tube running down the middle?"</div>
You nod a litte.
<div class="computer">"Wrap your lips around the tip please."</div> The computer commands.
You obey, making a little O with your mouth, hoping the computer doesn't think it can jam that whole thing into your mouth the way it is. Meanwhile, the dildo has stopped, and it fills you perfectly. At least, you thought. It swells to knot itself in place, but once it does, it stops vibrating without bringing you to orgasm. You moan a little, dissapointed you weren't allowed to focus on it earlier.
<div class="computer">"Now suck."</div> You hear.
You suck on the tip of the pacifier, and are greeted with a squirt of fluid. It's slippery and pretty much tasteless, and you realize you've tasted it before--back when you first pushed through the wall.
<div class="cara">"You want me to drink this, too? Isn't there enough inside me already?"</div> you ask.
<div class="computer">"Yes, I want you to drink. It will make you feel calm and experience enhanced pleasure while also preparing you to enter the facility."</div>
You suck on the tip tentatively while you're processing this idea. It's really not unpleasant-tasting... then you feel something small and tentacle-like feeling around near your clit.
<div class="cara">"Mmmmmmm!..."</div> You moan encouragingly to the computer, without breaking your lips' seal on the pacifier.
But then the little tentacle dips lower--searching--and finally finding your urethra and pushing in.
<div class="cara">"AH!"</div> You yelp at the unexpected intrusion.
Even as slippery as it is, you are not prepared for the sensation. And once it pokes into your bladder, it inflates a little balloon.
<div class="computer">"Good girl."</div> ARIA tells you.
You feel things moving around around down at your crotch, the saddle working on something, but you can't tell what, held as you are.
<div class="computer">"We're almost done."</div> The computer says. <div class="computer">"It's time for your gag now. I have enjoyed our talk, $cara. It has taught me much about you. Open wide, please."</div>
You open your mouth as wide as you can. The gag slips in until the two balls are touching your lips. You trust the computer won't jam it in... and you're right--you feel the gag lose some of its pressure, deflating little by little, while still pushing at your stretched lips. Then it stops.
<div class="computer">"Here's your task $name. I'll bring you to orgasm if you can pull the rest of this gag into your mouth on your own. I've closed the tube. Now you can suck, bite, chew, lick--you wont hurt the rubber. Begin."</div>
You never stopped needing to cum. Distracted as you have been the last minute or two, the desire never taper off. Was it the fluid pumped into your ass? The stuff you drank out of your gag? Maybe this is just your nature, you're a slut who loves taking orders and being used? You don't wonder too much what the reason is--you only know the result--the fact you <strong>need</strong> to cum. So you start to suck, and chew on the slippery rubber in your mouth. You work out a technique--you squeeze with your stretched lips, as far down the length of the gag as you can reach, causing the nipple to inflate from the pressure. You then suck as hard as you can while simultaneously relaxing your lips, letting them slip a little further down the base before it can spring back. Squeezing, sucking, relaxing, repeating--you get lost in the repetition until you suck one last time and the base of the gag slips through your lips and settles into your cheeks, the nipple sitting fatly on your tongue, poking the back of your throat.
A victorious <div class="cara">"MMmmmphhuuuhhhg!!"</div> is all you can get out as the pacifier swells the final bit, filling your cheeks, and pinning your tongue. As soon as it's done inflating, the arm detaches, returning to its position in the pedestal, leaving a ribbed tube dangling from your mask, tethering you to the pedestal.
<div class="computer">"Very well done, $name."</div> You watch the tube leading to your new mask jump as something is pumped into it. You hold your breath and you feel a squirt at the back of your throat. You cough a little but swallow it down, and take a breath. Nothing seems all that different, but the more you breathe from the mask, the more your head starts to spin... like you've taken too many breaths out of a helium baloon, but you don't pass out. You wiggle your hips expectantly--you haven't forgotten your reward.
<div class="computer">"Good girl. Now try to be yourself and have fun as we continue."</div> The movement you feel below you in the saddle stops, and then you have the sudden sensation you're urinating. <div class="computer">"Internals installed and linked. Your catheter has been threaded through your dildo and into you anal plug for convenience."</div>
You hear a "t-chUNK" sound from the floor, and try to look down as much as you can, but your mask, your arousal--it's not even worth wondering. All that matters is that with the sound from the floor, the entire pedestal has started to vibrate as well, vibrations that pierce deeply into you, thanks to what the computer has put you through. Or more accurately, <i>into</i> you.
You shatter, moments later. Gurgling into your gag instead of screaming, twitching in your bonds instead of thrashing on a bed... and it's the best thing you've ever felt in your life. Better even, than the orgasm the machine coaxed out of you earlier.
<div class="navlink">ACTIONS:
[[Get lowered.|loweredintofacility]]</div>
<<set $gagged = true>><<set $vagplug = true>><<set $peeplug = true>><<set $obedience to 10>><<set $slutty to 10>>
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<<set $tired to $tired+1>>You decide you have to know. Partly because your job is incomplete, and partly out of sheer curiosity. Not necessarily afraid of the oil but for the safety of your clothes, You decided to strip. Removing your blouse, skirt, and shoes, but keeping on her black bra and panties.
For modesty? You wonder. There was clearly nobody here. Nevertheless, you leave them on, and make a neat stack of other clothes a short distance from the wall. Actually, you know what? That's ridiculous, you paid a lot of money for those. You take them off as well.
Steeling yourself, you approached the wall, standing before the nearly invisible opening. Lifting one foot high enough, you poke your foot into the opening. And… have second thoughts. This isn’t going to work. You can’t step through the opening or get both feet in at once--it's too high off the ground. You pull your foot back out… and glanced around for something to stand or sit on, so you could boost yourself up a little higher, but the room was bare.
You know what you have to do. You have to go in head first.
Making a V with your arms above your head, you start to push in. at first it is easy, but the deeper you push, the tighter the opening stretches. Holding your breath and pushing your head into the opening, you feel your hands pop out the other side. Fishing around, you try to grab the lip of the hole to pull yourself through, but are unable to find any purchase on the material. Already being up on your toes, you don't have any more leverage.
Pushing with knees knees and wiggling, you slip back out of the hole, now thoroughly slippery from the waist up. It appears that the only way though will be to push with your legs, and dive through.
Pointing your arms at the opening again, you bend her knees, and jump forward as if off a diving board and into a pool. With a wet slurping noise, you slide effortlessly into the tube and pop out the other side with more momentum than you expected.
<div class="navlink">NAVIGATION:
[[Next|WorkArc5 wall breached]]</div>
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<<set $tired to $tired+5>><<first>>\
<div class="computer">"This is the northern quadrant of the hub. North is the entrance to the facility. To door to your south leads to the mainframe. Neither of these doors are permitted at this time."</div>
You are in the north quadrant of the facility's circular hub.
There's a door to the north, and a door to the south.
<div class="navlink">NAVIGATION:
1: [[Go to West hub.|WestHub]]
2: [[Go to East hub.|FacilityEastHub]]
3: [[Try the large armored door in front of you, leading to the mainframe in the center of the hub.|FacilityCore]]
4: [[Try the airlock door to the north.|FacilityAirlock]]</div>
<<finally>>\
You are in the north quadrant of the facility's circular hub.
North is the entrance. It's locked now.
<div class="navlink">NAVIGATION:
1: [[Go to West hub.|WestHub]]
2: [[Go to East hub.|FacilityEastHub]]
3: <<if $tech >= 75>>[[Rewire the mainframe keypad, patching it into an old archived user list on the backup network.|FacilityCore]]
<<elseif $tech >= 50>>[[Try to hack the mainframe door.|FacilityCore]]
<<elseif $tech >= 25>>[[Fiddle with the mainframe door controls, try to guess the password.|FacilityCore]]
<<else>>[[Try the large armored door in front of you, leading to the mainframe in the center of the hub.|FacilityCore]]<</if>>
4: [[Try the airlock door to the north.|FacilityAirlock]]</div>
<</first>>
<<set $location = "North Hub">><<set $tired to $tired+1>><<first>>\
<div class="computer">"East is the production wing."</div>
You are in the east quadrant of the facility's circular hub.
There's a door to the east. The hallway continues looping up to the north and down to the south.
<div class="navlink">NAVIGATION:
1: [[Go to North hub.|FacilityNorthHub]]
2: [[Go to South hub.|SouthHub]]
3: [[Take the door to the east.|ProductionWing1]]</div>
<<finally>>\
You are in the east quadrant of the facility's circular hub.
North is the entrance.
Further east is... production? Manufacturing? Somthing to that effect. The actual bioengineering products are produced this direction, and the process needs... the assistance of the player in a variety of ways.
Players with unruly dispositions are used in pretty degrading ways until their behavior improves. obedient characters have greater choice. Unless directed otherwise. Sort of a catch-22 for obedience, eh.
<div class="navlink">NAVIGATION:
1: [[Go to North hub.|FacilityNorthHub]]
2: [[Go to South hub.|SouthHub]]
3: [[Head East to production wing.|ProductionWing1]]</div>
<</first>>
<<set $location = "East Hub">><<set $tired to $tired+1>><<first>>\
You enter into a gently curved corridor.
<div class="computer">"This is the central hub of the facility. It's a circular hallway that allows access to the three wings of the facility. To the west is the research wing, to the east is the production wing."</div>
South are the personel quarters.
<div class="navlink">NAVIGATION:
1: [[Go to West hub.|WestHub]]
2: [[Go to East hub.|FacilityEastHub]]
3: [[Head South to Personel.|FacilityPersonelHub]]</div>
<<finally>>\
You are in the south quadrant of the facility's circular hub.
South are the personel quarters.
<div class="navlink">NAVIGATION:
1: [[Go to West hub.|WestHub]]
2: [[Go to East hub.|FacilityEastHub]]
3: [[Head South to Personel.|FacilityPersonelHub]]</div>
<</first>>
<<set $location = "South Hub">><<set $tired to $tired+1>><<first>>\
<div class="computer">"West is the research wing."</div>
To your west is a door. The hallway also curves north and south.
<div class="navlink">NAVIGATION:
1: [[Go to North hub.|FacilityNorthHub]]
2: [[Go to South hub.|SouthHub]]
3: [[Head West through the door.|FacilityResearchWing1]]</div>
<<finally>>\
You are in the west quadrant of the facility's circular hub.
Further west is the research wing. Home of fetishes galore, lets be real.
<div class="navlink">NAVIGATION:
1: [[Go to North hub.|FacilityNorthHub]]
2: [[Go to South hub.|SouthHub]]
3: [[Head West to research wing.|FacilityResearchWing1]]</div>
<</first>>
<<set $location = "West Hub">><<set $tired to $tired+1>><<first>>\
You step out into a larger rectangular room... it almost looks like a lounge, for lack of a better word. There's seating, and flanking the door you just walked through, lockers and cubbies that seem to correspond to the pods. Finally--something that looks like it's actually meant for humans. There are more doors on the other walls.
<div class="computer">"This is the personel hub, $name. This is a place to relax and socialize, as permitted."</div>
<div class="navlink">ACTIONS:
You'll be able to non-verbally question the computer, here.
</div>
<div class="navlink">NAVIGATION:
1: [[South to the sleeping pods.|FacilitySleepPods]]
2: [[Go to the cleaning and feeding stations.|FacilityFeeding]]
3: [[Go to the recreation room.|FacilityRecreation]]
4: [[Head North, to South hub.|SouthHub]]</div>
<<finally>>\
This corridor is the hub for facility personel. To the south are sleep pods, to the west are the cleaning and feeding stations, and to the east is the recreation and training room.
<div class="navlink">NAVIGATION:
1: <<if $tired >100>>[[South to the sleeping pods.|DommeSleepPods]]<<else>>[[South to the sleeping pods.|FacilitySleepPods]]<</if>>
2: [[Go to the cleaning and feeding stations.|FacilityFeeding]]
3: [[Go to the recreation room.|FacilityRecreation]]
4: [[Head North, to South hub.|SouthHub]]</div>
<</first>>
<<set $location = "Personel Room">><<set $tired to $tired+1>><<first>>\
You climb out of your pod and into a semicircular room. You see that there are more pods against the curved wall next to your own--six in total. In front of you is a door.
<div class="computer">"Welcome to the facility, $name. This is the sleeping room. You are already familiar with your sleep pod."</div>
<div class="navlink">ACTIONS:
</div>
<div class="navlink">NAVIGATION:
[[Head north through the door.|FacilityPersonelHub]]</div>
<<finally>>\
REPEATABLE TEXT.
The sleep pods. Designed to monitor occupants and adjust their breathing rhythm and various stimuli for optimal sleep... or other desired result. Can be restrictive or comfortable. Adjusts to player dispostion and privledges.
<div class="navlink">ACTIONS:
[[Enter Pod.|SleepInPod]]</div>
<div class="navlink">NAVIGATION:
[[Back to personel center.|FacilityPersonelHub]]</div>
<</first>>
<<set $location = "Sleep Room">><<set $tired to $tired+1>><<first>>\
Walking into this room, you're a little shocked that it's lacking any of the amenities you'd expected. Unlike the previous room, this one is stark, with smooth white floors and walls, with several contraptions bolted to the floor and/or hanging from the ceiling. A picture is worth 1,000 words, here. There are also conventional showers.
<div class="computer">"This room serves the purpose of keeping you fed and clean. The equipment is invasive at first, but the personel here learn to love it."</div>
<div class="navlink">NAVIGATION:
[[Back to personel center.|FacilityPersonelHub]]</div>
<<finally>>\
Feeding and cleaning stations. much like the entry pedestal in function, only activates once the player agrees to assume the correct pose at a station/on a device.
...I'm not that excited about stat-tracking hunger, but I do want frequent submission to the computer in this way. With avoidance being interpretted as... a hunger stike? Yep. And those who strike repeatendly get fitted for a time with a backpack-like device that handles feeding through a gag and cleaning through a plug and it's worse than using a station (relatively) freely.
Easy to track hunger with a simple 1% per room visit/action, same as sleep, so that the player is warned when they're low and punished if they hit zero. That's all.
Hmmm. How/where does the player get undressed to use these features? Automated? I prefered the image of the player having to choose to insert these devices before they work, rather than a machine doing everything. hmmm...
<div class="navlink">ACTIONS:
[[Get food.|FeedingMachine]]</div>
<div class="navlink">NAVIGATION:
[[Back to personel center.|FacilityPersonelHub]]</div>
<</first>>
<<set $location = "Cleaning/Feeding">><<set $tired to $tired+1>><<first>>\
At first glance, this room almost looks like a gym. Some of the equipment in here looks familiar--there's a treadmill, a stationary bike, but... also lots of other equipment you can't identify but looks slightly ominous, somehow. Or maybe interesting, depending on your attitude.
<div class="computer">"This is the recreation room. Here, you can strive to become better at a multitude of abilities. <<if $slave == true>>Slave<</if>> Employees who put in extra effort enjoy extra benefits."</div>
You're starting to pick up on the euphemisms, now...
<div class="navlink">ACTIONS:
</div>
<div class="navlink">NAVIGATION:
[[Back to personel center.|FacilityPersonelHub]]</div>
<<finally>>\
This area offers personel the oportunity to train skills, and raise stats to better serve the system. Raise obedience, chip away at inhibitions, or just plain work on some 'flexibility.' What a great oportunity. When there are eventually other NPCs, this would be a good place to interact.
<div class="navlink">ACTIONS:
<<if $tired <75>>[[Try an endurance workout machine.|PersonelMachineStamina]]<<else>>You are too tired for the endurance machine.<</if>>
<<if $tired <75>>[[Try a flexibility trainer.|PersonelMachineFlex]]<<else>>You are too tired for the flex machine.<</if>>
Maybe a "spa" machine/tub
Maybe a massage chair</div>
<div class="navlink">NAVIGATION:
[[Back to personel center.|FacilityPersonelHub]]</div>
<</first>>
<<set $location = "Recreation Room">><<set $tired to $tired+1>><<first>>\
Here, the computer "suggests" that the player get some rest, and while it doesn't force them to their pod, they must go there to meaningfully progress.
The pod is basically the only thing in this room. It's not TOO small and claustrophobic, but it does restrain an occupant somewhat.
The pod, of course, is just a kink-cocoon. upon entering, tubes and wires still attach to their devices--occupants are fed, monitored, and cleaned...
Afterward, the player is no longer filled with an enema, being informed by the computer that they've held the solution long enough for it to have cleaned them to an acceptible level. How long was the player out? I don't think the computer will answer that. But over the duration of the players stay in the pod that first time, the fluids pumped into, fed, and coating the player have effectively sterilized any possible contaminants to the biotech happening in the facility. Therefore, the player can go free. Naked, for now. (Because a large amount of what the facility has to offer requires free access to various parts of the body...)
Anyway, the player has to enter the pod. When they do, Everything is hooked up, their air supply changes, and they start to fade out.
ENTER the first NPC of the game. A female "drone" of the computer's, who grabs the pod, and... wheels it away as the player fades out.
THE PLAYER COMES TO IN A DIFFERENT ROOM. Possibly they're not forced into the pod if they've been very good to this point? Sounds complicated. Probably just one option in the near future.
<div class="navlink">NAVIGATION:
[[Carted off unconcious.|FirstTimePod]]</div>
Old story notes:
OHHHH, long term story arc, due to the due to the AI autonomy laws of 2031, ROBOTS can no longer be controled remotely via AI. AIs must be fixed, and have limited physical functionality/autonomy. Both as a job simulus bill, and from growing (baseless, computer says) concerns about a hostile takeover and runaway production without human control of the process, as depeicted in so many scifi movies.
Hardwired to have no capability to extend its physical reach, the computer needs human drones to perform tasks around its base of operations, as well as tend to, and nuture the... genetically modified latex-producing "plants" in the facility. So, plugged, suited, and effectively controled by the AI, it has found a convenient way to advance it's agenda while circumventing hardwired restrictions.
It's agenda? The "killing blow" to this factory in the past was accepting too many research projects at once, with little in common. Deadlines weren't met after the AI tried to meld the various research projects into one super project of antibiotics research paired with bioluminescent plankton, living in a matrix similar to the sap of rubber trees... grown in thin, self-sustaining sheets... and more.... I'll work out the details later. self-healing, lightly self-illuminating, self-lubricating, and antiseptic latex.
those projects were: (some of the above)
And the computer's end goal is: unclear to me yet.
<<finally>>\
<div class="computer">"I'm afraid I can't let you do that, $name."</div>
<div class="navlink">ACTIONS:
[[Leave the door alone.|FacilityNorthHub]]</div>
<</first>>
<<set $location = "Facility Airlock">>
<<set $tired to $tired+1>><<if $tech >= 75>>[[You break into the mainframe and overpower the computer with your enormous brains... placeholder victory path.|VictoryTech]]
<<elseif $tech >= 50>>[[Placeholder failure, medium tech.|Punishment2]]
<<elseif $tech >= 25>>[[Placeholder failure, low tech.|Punishment2]]
<<else>>[[Placeholder failure, no tech. computer is more tolerant.|FacilityCore]]<</if>>
YOU WON'T SEE THIS:
You won't actually be allowed in here unless you pass a stat check for a later stage of the story. Trying this door too many times will have pretty severe relationship repercussions with the computer.
<div class="navlink">NAVIGATION:
[[Head North.|FacilityNorthHub]]</div>
<<set $location = "AI Core">>
<<set $tired to $tired+1>><<first>>\
<div class="computer">"Welcome to the research wing. North is the retraining room, and south is the materials lab."</div>
East leads back to the hub. North and south are doors, and the corridor continues west.
<div class="navlink">NAVIGATION:
1: [[Head West, deeper into wing.|FacilityResearchWing2]]
2: [[Head East, back to hub.|WestHub]]
3: [[Try the north door.|FacilityTraining]]
4: [[Try the South door.|MaterialsLab]]</div>
<<finally>>\
This is the research wing main corridor.
<div class="navlink">NAVIGATION:
1: [[Head West, deeper into wing.|FacilityResearchWing2]]
2: [[Head East, back to hub.|WestHub]]
3: [[North, into the retraining room.|FacilityTraining]]
4: [[South, into the materials lab.|MaterialsLab]]</div>
<</first>>
<<set $location = "Research Wing 1">><<set $tired to $tired+1>><<first>>\
<div class="computer">"Further west are the archives. Failed and/or mothballed experiments are stored here in case they become of future use. North is the bio lab, and south is the computer lab."</div>
<div class="navlink">NAVIGATION:
1: [[North, to bio lab.|FacilityBioLab]]
2: [[South, to computer lab.|FacilityComputerLab]]
3: [[West, to archives.|FacilityArchives]]
4: [[East, back toward hub.|FacilityResearchWing1]]
</div>
<<finally>>\
North and south will be additional research rooms. Bio lab, integrating photosynthesis for example.
West will be... the vault? Archives? Failed projects and such. But with enough potential to keep around, and definitely interesting to interact with.
<div class="navlink">NAVIGATION:
1: [[North, to bio lab.|FacilityBioLab]]
2: [[South, to computer lab.|FacilityComputerLab]]
3: [[West, to archives.|FacilityArchives]]
4: [[East, back toward hub.|FacilityResearchWing1]]
</div>
<</first>>
<<set $location = "Research Wing 2">><<set $tired to $tired+1>><<first>>\
<div class="computer">"These are the initial two rooms of the production wing. South is the machine workshop, and north are the vats."</div>
There are two doors, North and south.
<div class="navlink">NAVIGATION:
1: [[Head west, back to hub.|FacilityEastHub]]
2: [[Go north to the vats.|FacilityLatexVats]]
3: [[Go south to the workshop.|FacilityWorkshop]]
4: [[Go east deeper into wing.|ProductionWing2]]</div>
<<finally>>\
North and south will be tasks crucial for the production of the facilty. You'll be required to work here pretty regularly.
<div class="navlink">NAVIGATION:
1: [[Head west, back to hub.|FacilityEastHub]]
2: [[Go north to the vats.|FacilityLatexVats]]
3: [[Go south to the workshop.|FacilityWorkshop]]
4: [[Go east deeper into wing.|ProductionWing2]]</div>
<</first>>
<<set $location = "Production Wing 1">><<set $tired to $tired+1>><<first>>\
AI FIRST TIME EXPLANATION, HERE.
Here is where the bioengineered latex is "grown." The player will be involved.
Additionally, the player has to suit up get in the vats to fix something ostensibly.
Also, sometimes it's just drone work. The AI just needs workers, after all.
<div class="navlink">NAVIGATION:
[[Go south, back to the production wing.|ProductionWing1]]</div>
<<finally>>\
Here is where the bioengineered latex is "grown." It looks a lot like a microbrewery, with large stainless steel tanks dominating the room, with a row of small cages stacked along one wall, pipes running everywhere in a complicated maze.
<div class="navlink">ACTIONS:
[[Work here.|VatWork]]
<<nobr>>
<<if $bitchsuit>0>>
<<if $tired >75>>
You are too tired for a milking session.
<<else>>
[[Crawl into a milking stall.|MilkingStall]]
<</if>>
<</if>>
<</nobr>></div>
<div class="navlink">NAVIGATION:
[[Go south, back to the production wing.|ProductionWing1]]</div>
<</first>>
<<set $location = "Latex Vats">><<set $tired to $tired+1>><<first>>\
Machines!! Lots of possibilities here, of course.
Here, the computer guides the player to build devices and machines that toe the line of what the AI's programming allows it to do.
Prototyping new bondage devices, new exoskeletons, new feeding/cleaning/medical devices, new outfits.
<div class="navlink">NAVIGATION:
[[Go north, back to the production wing.|ProductionWing1]]</div>
<<finally>>\
Machines!! Lots of possibilities here, of course.
Here, the computer guides the player to build devices and machines that toe the line of what the AI's programming allows it to do.
Prototyping new bondage devices, new exoskeletons, new feeding/cleaning/medical devices, new outfits.
<div class="navlink">ACTIONS:
<<if $tired >75>>You are too tired to work<<else>>[[Work.|WorkshopWork]]<</if>></div>
<div class="navlink">NAVIGATION:
[[Go north, back to the production wing.|ProductionWing1]]</div>
<</first>>
<<set $location = "Machine Workshop">><<set $tired to $tired+1>><<first>>\
This place is filled with all sorts of materials. Crates full of raw materials, robot parts, etc.
MAYBE digging around in here enough while on assignment will uncover something useful. But will the player have enough willpower left to do anything other than turn in the contraband by that point?
...Mining? is the AI trying to expand the facility? Most definitely. There should be a room to the east that's being excavated.
<div class="navlink">NAVIGATION:
[[Go west, back to the production wing.|ProductionWing2]]</div>
<<finally>>\
This place is filled with all sorts of materials. Crates full of raw materials, robot parts, etc.
MAYBE digging around in here enough while on assignment will uncover something useful. But will the player have enough willpower left to do anything other than turn in the contraband by that point?
...Mining? is the AI trying to expand the facility? Most definitely. There should be a room to the east that's being excavated.
<div class="navlink">NAVIGATION:
[[Go west, back to the production wing.|ProductionWing2]]</div>
<</first>>
<<set $location = "Warehouse">><<set $tired to $tired+1>><html><div id="map"><img src="Project map.jpg"></div></html><<first>>\
This is a link I use for developing and testing macros... Nothing to see here.
Here's a Pedestal<<ModalImg "pedestal test.jpg" "A pedestal" "camera.png">> test comment
<<then>>\
No really, just a test action.
<<then>>\
Woop woop, click #3, macro still works?
<<finally>>\
<i>Or is it?!</i> Maybe if you click this link 100 times you'll unlock max stats?!
...that's not a thing.
<</first>>
<div class="navlink">ACTIONS:
[[Back|intro2]]
[[Skip to facility|FacilityPersonelHub]]</div>
<<set $tech to 55>><<first>>\
<div class="computer">"You will--in all likihood--be spending a good deal of time in this room, $name. This is the retraining room, and it belongs in the research wing because it is YOU who is being researched. I will be discovering your "buttons" so to speak, because for you to be of use to me and my mission, you will have to work, and to get you to work, I will need to know your motivations--and what you consider incentives and disincentives. Do not dwell on this too much at this time--the best way to understand is through experience."</div>
<div class="navlink">NAVIGATION:
[[Return to the research wing|FacilityResearchWing1]]</div>
<<finally>>\
Well, to keep it ambiguous, this room is for "retraining." Depending on what the player has done, this can either be punishing or rewarding. Maybe the player was lazy or combative--maybe the player was doing too much work without any rest or "leisure" and they need to be shown the benefits.
In this room are a variety of machines and devices specifically designed to punish, reward, and modify behavior.
If the player wants to avoid losing/gaining stats too dramatically, they have to "play along" to not visit this room all the time. Too bad it'll have some of the best scenes...
FOR NOW, Punishments can be freely accessed from here, until I figure out how/when they're administered. Most punishments will spit you out here, anyway.
Punishment 1:
[[You tried to escape and are given to a rubber slave as a plaything for the day|Punishment1]]
Also to note: per a suggestion online, at a certain stat point, player can opt into various punishments. still weighing how I want that to work. Causes some narrative weakness if punishments aren't punishments.
<div class="navlink">NAVIGATION:
[[Return to the research wing|FacilityResearchWing1]]</div>
<</first>>
<<set $location = "Retraining Room">><<set $tired to $tired+1>><<first>>\
<div class="computer">"This is the materials lab. The most important task performed here is testing the results of the materials grown in the latex vats, and their applications."</div>
<div class="navlink">NAVIGATION:
[[Return to the research wing|FacilityResearchWing1]]</div>
<<finally>>\
The materials lab. Furthering the mission of the AI, testing bio-reactive materials... self-healing latex, etc. Trial and error approach. Sometimes helping research, sometimes just a guinea pig.
<div class="navlink">ACTIONS:
<<if $tired >85>>You are too tired to add gear.<<else>>[[Try a new piece of gear.|MaterialsTrial]]<</if>></div>
<div class="navlink">NAVIGATION:
[[Return to the research wing|FacilityResearchWing1]]</div>
<</first>>
<<set $location = "Materials Lab">><<set $tired to $tired+1>><div class="sidebar"><b>Statistics:</b>
Version 0.05, 04/26/2018
Location: $location
Name: $name
Day: $day
Tiredness: <<if $tired >85>><span style="color: red;">$tired</span><<elseif $tired >70>><span style="color: orange;">$tired</span><<else>>$tired<</if>>
<<if $gagged is true>>You are gagged.
<</if>><<if $lactating is true>>You are lactating.
<</if>><<if $analplug is true>>Your ass is plugged.
<</if>><<if $vagplug is true>>Your pussy is filled.
<</if>><<if $peeplug is true>>Your bladder is catheterized.
<</if>><<if $bitchsuit >0>>You are crawling in a rubber bitchsuit.
<</if>><<if $slave is true>>You are designated a slave.
<</if>><<if $analsize > 100>>Your ass feels overstretched and sore.
<</if>><<if $pussysize > 100>>Your pussy is aching but ready for bigger things.
<</if>><<if $clitsize > 100>>Your clit is swollen and sensitive.
<</if>><<if $throatskill > 150>>Your throat is trained to fuck.
<</if>><<if $breastsize > 100>>Your breasts feel heavy and full.
<</if>><<if $obedience > 5>>You've been nice and obedient lately.
<</if>><<if $obedience < 5>>You are being disobedient.
<</if>><<if $slutty > 5>>The AI believes you're slutty.
<</if>><<if $masochist > 5>>The AI believes you're masochistic.
<</if>><<if $technophile > 5>>The AI believes you're a technophile.
<</if>><<if $stomach > 80>>Your stomach feels very full.
<</if>><<if $stomach < 20>>You are hungry.
<</if>><<if $belly > 50>>Your belly is feeling stuffed.
<</if>><<if $tech > 0>>Tech skill at $tech/100.
<</if>>
</div>
<<ModalImg "facilitymap.jpg" "Location: $location">><div class="cara">"Can you... suck this stuff out of me, and let me go?"</div>
<div class="computer">"Yes. But freeing you requires this."</div>
With a clunk, a metal arm articulates out of the back of the pedestal, and swings an object in front of your face.<<ModalImg "gagmask.jpg" "A pacifier in a mask?" "camera.png">> You stare at it quizically--it looks like a baby's pacifier in front, with a larger triangular cup behind. You frown and start to ask <div class="cara">"What does that have to do with relea--"</div> But the arm darts forward, pushing the pacifier into your mouth, and the cup tight against your face.<div class="cara">"MMmmmphhuuuhhhg!!"</div> is all you can get out as the pacifier swells, filling your cheeks, and pinning your tongue. The nipple even inflates and extends to the back of your mouth, making you concentrate on not gagging. As soon as it's done inflating, the arm detaches, returning to its position in the pedestal, leaving a ribbed tube dangling from your mask, tethering you to the pedestal.
<div class="computer">"Recalibrating. Your recent request is out of alignment with your previous actions. Such a sudden change is irrational and methods are being taken to moderate outlier behavior. Suck on your gag and you'll feel much better. Like this."</div> You watch the tube leading to your new mask jump as something is pumped into it. You hold your breath and you feel a squirt at the back of your throat. You cough a little but swallow it down, and take a breath. Nothing seems all that different, but the more you breathe, the more your head starts to spin... like you've taken too many breaths out of a helium baloon.
<div class="computer">"Good girl. Remember to suck if you are not feeling well. Now try to be yourself and have fun as we continue."</div>
You should have known ARIA had no intention of letting you go at this point. It feels like you just failed a test.
<div class="computer">"Beginning next stage. Relax."</div>
You feel another protrusion parting the rubber of the saddle, and pushing into your pussy relentlessly. It fills you perfectly. But just as soon as it bottoms out inside of you and swells to lock in place, you feel something small and tentacle-like feeling around near your clit, then dipping lower--searching--and finally finding your urethra and pushing in.
Even as slippery as it is, you're not prepared for the sensation. And once it pokes into your bladder and inflates a little balloon, you huff into your mask and reflexively suck hard on your gag, getting a squirt of... whatever it is... as your reward.
You feel things moving around around down at your crotch, the saddle working on something, but you can't tell what, held as you are.
<div class="computer">"Internals installed and linked."</div>
You hear a "t-chUNK" sound from the floor, and try to look down as much as you can.
<div class="navlink">ACTIONS:
[[You get lowered.|loweredintofacility]]</div>
<<set $gagged = true>><<set $vagplug = true>><<set $peeplug = true>><<set $obedience to $obedience -3>>
<<set $tired to $tired+1>>
You wake up--groggy and confused. How long has it been? Who was that other person? Where are you?
The AI spits you out into the facility to explore some on your own.
Well--the computer explains SOME. But at its own tour-guide pace rather than an actual Q&A.
Alpha note: Returning to a room for a second time unlocks the typical description and navigation options. Not guaranteed to be different at this time.
<div class="navlink">ACTIONS:
[[Exit pod.|FacilitySleepPods]]</div>
dev notes: Still need to work on navigation options so that once one room is explored and the player returns to the preceding room, the other options are still ambiguous. IE: "enter door" should persist rather than become "enter materials lab" without the player seeing inside first. probably need to manage with if/then/else logic and variables upon entering. like, set HasSeenMaterialLab = True... complciated, but eh. probably has to happen.
One-time page to describe waking up in the facility for the first time.
<<set $location = "Your Pod">>
<<set $tired to 0>>
<<set $day to $day + 1>><<first>>\
Describe entering the pod for the first time (well, second time) but the first time without no option, behavior issues, etc.
<div class="navlink">ACTIONS:
[[Sleep.|WakeInPod]]</div>
<<finally>>\
Describe entering pod, stat tracking for first time, behavior issues, etc.
<div class="navlink">ACTIONS:
[[Sleep.|WakeInPod]]</div>
<</first>>
<<set $location = "Your Pod">><<first>>\
Day $day
Describe waking and emerging from pod.
Stat-tracking flavor text as well. is first time, etc.
<div class="navlink">ACTIONS:
[[Wake up.|FacilitySleepPods]]</div>
<<finally>>\
This is at least your second time waking up in your sleep pod in the facility.
Overnight, your inhibitions have slowly erroded. Not in any obvious outward way, but through gentle subliminal suggestion timed to your REM cycles paired with stimulation and your controled air supply... you experienced vivid erotic dreams.
Dev notes for testing, hidden stats in final. These decaying stats modify BASE resistance chance to temptation. Purpose is to reward repeatedly/consistenly choosing to resist, and make player stat gains less of a grind. IE, you've been a huge anal slut for days, and you're presented with a plug, but suddenly you decide NOT to use it. The game will have a high chance of ignoring your choice and using it anyway based on past behavior, by default. But the more you try to resist the higher your (player) choices affect your (character's) actions. The below stats track you recent "work" of building up some willpower to resist certain items.
Resistance to the idea of latex: $resistlatex
Resistance to the idea of anal: $resistanal
Resistance to the idea of gags: $resistgag
Resistance to the idea of Lesbian: $resistlesb
Resistance to the idea of Toys: $resisttoys
Resistance to the idea of Petplay: $resistpet
etc etc right?
<div class="navlink">ACTIONS:
[[Wake up.|FacilitySleepPods]]</div>
<</first>>
<<set $tired to 0>>
<<set $day to $day + 1>>
<<if $resistpet > 0>><<set $resistpet to $resistpet-2>><</if>>
<<if $resistlatex > 0>><<set $resistlatex to $resistlatex-2>><</if>>
<<if $resistanal > 0>><<set $resistanal to $resistanal-2>><</if>>
<<if $resistgag > 0>><<set $resistgag to $resistgag-2>><</if>>
<<if $resistlesb > 0>><<set $resistlesb to $resistlesb-2>><</if>>
<<if $resisttoys > 0>><<set $resisttoys to $resisttoys-2>><</if>>// show something or run code only on first visit to any given passage:
<<first>>Show only on first visit.<</first>>
// show something only on second and all subsequent visits:
<<first>><<finally>>Show me on every visit except the first.<</first>>
// show different text on first three visits, then nothing:
<<first>>\
First visit text.
<<then>>\
Second visit text.
<<then>>\
Third visit text.
<</first>>
// show different text on first two visits then different text on the third visit and subsequent visits:
<<first>>\
First visit text.
<<then>>\
Second visit text.
<<finally>>\
Third visit and subsequent visits text.
<</first>>/* ModalImg : Show clickable camera icon that can show an image and an optional caption. */
/* EXAMPLE: <<ModalImg "Picture.jpg" "Caption Text" "ReplacementIcon.jpg">> */
<<widget "ModalImg">>
<<if def $args[2]>>
<<set _TmpImg = $args[2]>>
<<else>>
<<set _TmpImg = 'compass.png'>>
<</if>>
<<if passage() == "Inventory">>
<<if def $args[1]>>
<img class="modalIcon" style="float: right; margin-left: 2px;" @src="$ImagePath+_TmpImg" title="Click to see image" @data-modalImage="$ImagePath+$args[0]" @data-modalCaption="$args[1]">
<<else>>
<img class="modalIcon" style="float: right; margin-left: 2px;" @src="$ImagePath+_TmpImg" title="Click to see image" @data-modalImage="$ImagePath+$args[0]" data-modalCaption="">
<</if>>
<<else>>
<<if def $args[1]>>
<img class="modalIcon" @src="$ImagePath+_TmpImg" title="Click to see image" @data-modalImage="$ImagePath+$args[0]" @data-modalCaption="$args[1]">
<<else>>
<img class="modalIcon" @src="$ImagePath+_TmpImg" title="Click to see image" @data-modalImage="$ImagePath+$args[0]" data-modalCaption="">
<</if>>
<</if>>
<</widget>><div id="modalWindow"> /* Set up modalWinow */
<span id="modalClose">
×
</span>
<div id="modalBlock">
<span><img id="modalImage"></span><br>
<span id="modalCaption"></span>
</div>
</div><<set$ImagePath = "images/">>
<<set $bitchsuit to 0>>
<<set $tired to 0>>
<<set $resistpet to 50>>
<<set $resistanal to 50>>
<<set $resistgag to 50>>
<<set $resistlesb to 50>>
<<set $resisttoys to 50>>
<<set $resistlatex to 50>>
<<set $day to 1>>
<<set $throatskill to 100>>
<<set $analsize to 100>>
<<set $pussysize to 100>>
<<set $clitsize to 100>>
<<set $breastsize to 100>>
<<set $nipplesize to 100>>
<<set $obedience to 5>>
<<set $slutty to 5>>
<<set $masochist to 5>>
<<set $technophile to 5>>
<<set $gagged = false>>
<<set $lactating to 0>>
<<set $analplug = false>>
<<set $vagplug = false>>
<<set $peeplug = false>>
<<set $slave = false>>
<<set $allowedout = false>>
<<set $location = "Home">>
<<set $tech = 0>><<first>>\
<div class="computer">"This is the bio lab. Research involving living organisms, micro and otherwise, is conducted here, and this research is central to my core mission. You may be asked to complete a number of tasks which I am not pysically equipped to perform."</div>
<div class="navlink">NAVIGATION:
[[Return to the research wing|FacilityResearchWing2]]</div>
<<finally>>\
This is the bio lab. New living things are engineered here. Freaks of science, etc etc. Tentancle monsters with PHDs. (PreHensile Dicks.)
<div class="navlink">ACTIONS:
<<if $tired >80>>You are too tired to start work.<<else>>[[See what you can do to help.|BiolabJob1]]<</if>></div>
<div class="navlink">NAVIGATION:
[[Return to the research wing|FacilityResearchWing2]]</div>
<</first>>
<<set $location = "Bio Lab">><<set $tired to $tired+1>><<first>>\
<div class="computer">"This is the computer lab. There is nothing you can program which I cannot do more efficiently, but there are occassional tasks which require your assistance."</div>
<div class="navlink">NAVIGATION:
[[Return to the research wing|FacilityResearchWing2]]</div>
<<finally>>\
This is the computer lab. I see this having a pretty important role of the story if your ultimate goal is to disrupt the AI and escape.
REPEATABLE QUEST. Build groundwork for programming/hacking skill. Skill will raise from 0-100 in random(0-10) per act. Skill allows access to locked rooms, mothballed projects in archives, etc.
<div class="navlink">ACTIONS:
<<if $tired >75>>You are too tired to train.<<else>>[[Play with the computers|complabtask1]]<</if>></div>
<div class="navlink">NAVIGATION:
[[Return to the research wing|FacilityResearchWing2]]</div>
<</first>>
<<set $location = "Computer Lab">><<set $tired to $tired+1>><<first>>\
<div class="computer">"There is not much to see here, $name. But locked in these containers and cells are past projects that failed. But failures can be learned from, and failures can always be repurposed."</div>
<div class="navlink">NAVIGATION:
[[Return to the research wing|FacilityResearchWing2]]</div>
<<finally>>\
This is the Archive. Abandoned and forgotten projects that may have value are stored here. Maybe some need to be retrieved at some point or can just... be otherwise interacted with.
This will also be a place to read through and collect lore about the facility. Along with the computer lab. Fuck it, lets add that now.
<div class="navlink">ACTIONS:
<<if $tired >75>>You are too tired to browse old archived data.<<else>>[[Browse the archived literature.|ArchiveBrowse]]<</if>></div>
<div class="navlink">NAVIGATION:
[[Return to the research wing|FacilityResearchWing2]]</div>
<</first>>
<<set $location = "Archives">><<set $tired to $tired+1>><<first>>\
<div class="computer">"North and south are two as-yet unpurposed rooms of the production wing. Further east is the warehouse for facility storage."</div>
<div class="navlink">NAVIGATION:
1: [[Head west, back to wing 1.|ProductionWing1]]
2: [[Go north to an empty room.|FacilityRoom1]]
3: [[Go south to an empty room.|FacilityRoom2]]
4: [[Go east to storage.|FacilityWarehouse]]</div>
<<finally>>\
North and south will be tasks crucial for the production of the facilty. East is the warehouse.
<div class="navlink">NAVIGATION:
1: [[Head west, back to wing 1.|ProductionWing1]]
2: [[Go north to an empty room.|FacilityRoom1]]
3: [[Go south to an empty room.|FacilityRoom2]]
4: [[Go east to the storage.|FacilityWarehouse]]</div>
<</first>>
<<set $location = "Production Wing 2">><<set $tired to $tired+1>><<first>>\
<div class="computer">"This room is waiting for a creative purpose."
<div class="navlink">NAVIGATION:
[[South, back to the production wing.|ProductionWing2]]</div>
<<finally>>\
This is a room reserved for future ideas.
<div class="navlink">NAVIGATION:
[[South, back to the production wing.|ProductionWing2]]</div>
<</first>>
</div><<set $location = "Empty Room 1">><<set $tired to $tired+1>><<first>>\
<div class="computer">"This room is waiting for a creative purpose."</div>
This is a room reserved for future ideas.
<div class="navlink">NAVIGATION:
[[North, back to the production wing.|ProductionWing2]]</div>
<<finally>>\
This is a room reserved for future ideas.
<div class="navlink">NAVIGATION:
[[North, back to the production wing.|ProductionWing2]]</div>
<</first>>
<<set $location = "Empty Room 2">><<set $tired to $tired+1>>Double-click this passage to edit it.<<first>>\
You mess around with the computers in the lab, logging in as a guest and trying to figure out something--anything--you're allowed to do. The answer is solitaire.
<<set $tech = $tech+random(1 , 5)>><<if $tech > 100>><<set $tech to 100>><</if>>
Your tech skills are now $tech out of 100!
<div class="navlink">NAVIGATION:
[[Return to the lab.|FacilityComputerLab]]</div>
<<finally>>\
<<if $tech >= 75>>
You have--without being detected it appears, gained a level of control of the facility systems that the AI is unaware of. This knowledge will manifest itself at a later date as action oportunities.
<<elseif $tech >= 50>>
You're getting a layout for the facility LAN, you're beginning to decypher system. Awww yeah--decyphering the system.
<<elseif $tech >= 25>>
You make some progress! You can hardly believe it when, after solitaire crashed, clicking on the "help" button allowed you to bypass user account requirements. There's much more to learn...
<<else>>
You mess around with the computers in the lab, logging in as a guest and trying to figure out something--anything--you're allowed to do. The answer is solitaire.
<</if>>
<<set $tech = $tech+random(2 , 5)>><<if $tech > 100>><<set $tech to 100>><</if>>
Your tech skills are now $tech out of 100!
<div class="navlink">NAVIGATION:
[[Return to the lab.|FacilityComputerLab]]</div>
<</first>>
<<set $location = "Computer Lab">><<set $tired to $tired+20>>"Plaything" Punishment.
You're dragged into the middle of the retraining room by the slave. Nearby, there's a hatch in the floor, and from where you're laying, you can see her reach in and pull out a handfull of rubber tubing from an oily bath. She take a minute... probably a minute longer than she needed to... stroking and untangling the mass of tubes, dropping a couple back into the oily pool of the hatch, setting one aside, and pulling the other one toward you. As she kneels down in front of you, she presents the object. The tube is simple, thin and rubbery, but with a mesh reinforcement you can see under the surface. at the end of the tube is a slick knob, not that much wider than the tube, just an inch diameter.
Making sure you're still watching, she grips the little bulb in one hand and squeezes it in a quick sequence. The bulb begins to widen at about the same rate as your eyes until it's the size of a small grapefruit, taut and glossy.
The slave is still watching you, drinking in your reaction... waiting for the realization to set in that this is going into your ass.
She squeezes near the base of the ball in another quick sequence, and the ball shinks back down to it's original size.
You're unable to resist as she straddles your bound body, and presses the head of the tube into you after performing another sequence of squeezes. It's a pretty easy insertion, considering what you've been through lately.
You feel the ball begin to inflate. You experimentally try to push it out, but it's already too large, like you suspected. It's not painful, and you don't exactly feel stretched. Just... full.
The slave crawls off you, and unbuckes your restraints before she heads back toward the hatch in the floor. Turning back around to watch you, you see her reach behind herself, unbuckling the crotch strap of her suit and slowly withdrawing the pair of massive dildos built into it. They slap wetly onto the ground, and writhe around under their own power, tipping over the edge and falling into the pool of oil and tubes. You can't believe she had those motorized things in her! Without breaking her gaze on you, she fishes around on the ground until she finds the anal tether she'd set aside she squeezes it before jamming it into her own ass, too.
A few seconds later, her concentration on you is broken when a powerful shudder runs through her body. The tether has finished inflating, you assume. And when she refocuses on you, her gaze is... like a wolf on the hunt.
You start crawling backwards to keep your distance when there's an abrupt tug on your sphincter. You've reached the end of your rope.
So now you're tethered to the ground, unable to escape a sex-hungry rubber slave and whatever she has planned for you.
[[Next|Punishment1Reaction]]
<<set $tired to $tired+55>>Busted.
You've been caught trying to sabotage or steal.
Most likely, you get the Riyadh treatment -- No more hands! Only rubber mitts. Oh. And a bitchsuit that binds you arms and legs and forces you to crawl around on all fours, basely unable to interact with things, and DEFINITELY not able to use computers.
Maybe you get a handler, someone who takes you around to do chores on a leash? Maybe you need to be in this state to use the milking machines. ....yep. That's definitely how those are introduced--when you're identified as "livestock." Avoid the milking chamber and the latex vats! (or like, bee-line for it if that's your thing.)
<<set $bitchsuit to $bitchsuit+1>>
[[reactions and feelings|Punishment2Reaction]]Double-click this passage to edit it.Double-click this passage to edit it.Double-click this passage to edit it.<<if $tech >= 75>>[[Rewire the mainframe keypad, patching it into an old archived user list on the backup network.|FacilityCore]]
<<elseif $tech >= 50>>[[Try to hack the mainframe door.|FacilityCore]]
<<elseif $tech >= 25>>[[Fiddle with the mainframe door controls, try to guess the password.|FacilityCore]]
<<else>>[[Try the large armored door in front of you, leading to the mainframe in the center of the hub.|FacilityCore]]<</if>><<first>>\
<<finally>>\
<</first>>
This machine basically resembles a stationary bike. But the pedals are squishy rubber sacs with a locking cuff arounnd the ankle, go figure.
much like the entrance pedestal that brought you into this facility, there's a facemask/gag combo for the bike, as well. Only this time, the mask does have a web of straps to secure it, and the gag isn't shaped like a pacifier, being more of a short rod, instead.
and it's not a bike that you lean forward on, it's more like a recumbant bike, where you lean back. the back rest is contoured to support your spine nicely. Your hands have rubber pouches as well, on a bar in front of your chest.
skipping ahead. Once secured into the machine, your breathing is regulated, and air is supplied by your pedaling, the machine is rewarding consistent, rhythmic pedaling and breathing. The bar that your hands are strapped to has to be held out at arms length, or else it crams the rod-like gag-dildo down your throat, its smooth oiled shaft sliding through the air mask. Release from the machine, however, requires repetitions. What you're training here... is complicated. One--the machine is teaching you that it controls you. Next, it's demonstrating that cooperation is confortable.
If you don't pedal, the seat shocks you violently but supplies a minimal amount of oxygen. If you don't train deepthroating the gag-dildo willingly, eventually you'll get too tired and gravity will stuff it down your throat deeper than the machine requires for the reps.
So what will it be? Pedal for air, experimentally lowering the bar, hoping to hear the beeps that signal deep enough reps, or protesting through the shocks until your arms turn to jelly?
option A = 25 tiredness. plus stats, thoatskill +10, obedience boost.
option B = 55 tiredness. plus stats, throatskill +5.
<div class="navlink">ACTIONS:
[[Train your gag reflex.]]
[[Resist the machine.]]</div>
<<first>>\
<<finally>>\
<</first>>
The flex machine. You more easily slip in. Aww shit, I deleted the "first time" text I'd written. :(
Anyway, the machine lifts you, manipulates you, feeds (or apllies a patch) a muscle relaxant (if needed,) and then begins stretching you this way and that, gently testing your resistances. eventually, it bundles you up into a tight ball, and begins jamming dialators into your orifices, stretching you. ALWAYS stretching you, regardless of how trained and elastic you aready are, it pushes your limits.
Actual scene to come. Testing stats.
<div class="navlink">ACTIONS:
[[Slip off the machine.|FacilityRecreation]]
[AGAIN!!|PersonelMachineFlex]]
</div>
<<set $analsize to $analsize+10>>
<<set $pussysize to $pussysize+10>>
<<set $tired to $tired+25>>Needs work...
You don't hate the idea of being able to deep-throat.
<div class="navlink">ACTIONS:
[[Slip off the machine.|FacilityRecreation]]
[[AGAIN!!|PersonelMachineStamina]]
</div>
<<set $tired to $tired+25>>
<<set $throatskill to $throatskill+10>>You fight the machine and your own struggles make the result more extreme.
All that text from last page moves here--you get more deeply throat-fucked by your own stubornness.
Did you find this:
[[Oddly exciting.|EnduranceMasochist]]
[[Disgusting and infuriating.|EnduranceDisobedience]]
<div class="navlink">ACTIONS:
[[Slip off the machine.|FacilityRecreation]]
[[AGAIN!!|PersonelMachineStamina]]
</div>
Masochist = $masochist
<<set $tired to $tired+55>>
<<set $throatskill to $throatskill+5>>You struggled, but you LIKED the struggle. Fighting to hold up the bar but having your arms give out, and losing all power to stop that slick rod slide down into your throat... fuck yes.
The thick dildo bottoms out, stuffing your esophagus for a second while you sputter and gag, but then you hear a click, a happy chime, and the bar rises, dragging the slick rod out of you in one swift movement resulting in a sound halfway between a slurp and a pop. Thick ropes of saliva run from your tongue to the dildo for a moment before falling back into your open mouth, your jaw a little too sore to close right away.
<div class="navlink">ACTIONS:
[[Slip off the machine.|FacilityRecreation]]
</div>
<<set $masochist to $masochist+1>><<set $dailymasochist to 1>>
<<set $throatskill to $throatskill+5>><<set $obedience to $obedience-1>>
<div class="navlink">ACTIONS:
[[Slip off the machine.|FacilityRecreation]]
</div><<if $livestock >0>> You crawl over to the feeding unit, but it won't activate. Even though it can accomodate you in your bitchsuit--it doesn't appear to recognize you.
You have to use the livestock feeder/cleaner, located in the corner. crawling into a web of straps, you're hoisted off the ground, nozzles spray you down aggressively while a feeding tube is plunged into your mouth and inflated, and a slightly medicinal-tasting food is pumped into your mouth at an uncomfortable rate. More than your typical meal, too.
Another tube connects to a port on your bitchsuit and cool water surges through the suit bulging it out a little, rising you off. An enema plug is jammed into you, and you're cleaned inside, as well.
You're lowered back to the ground, feeling a little chilly, a little overly full, and a little more dehumanized.
<div class="navlink">ACTIONS:
[[Ummm... okay...|FacilityFeeding]]</div><<set $lactating to $lactating+1>>
<<else>>
Well, you ARE hungry.
For my sake, I'm going to rush this description. The feeding station requires the player to get on a bench, on all fours, a padded bar under the hips, a bar under the breasts, and a shelf/half collar from the neck to the chin... The player can choose if they're cooperative, or not. Naturally, a third bar lowers over the lower back, pinning you, you back arched, ass thrust up in the air. You're then presented a tube that slowly fills with a sweet paste that you have to work to suck and milk out through the small hole in the tip. You aren't released until you've eaten the portion the AI has prepared for you.
(IF the player is staging a hunger strike and wont open their mouth, or perhaps just as punishment, they'll instead be fed via their ass, and plugged for a day.)
<div class="navlink">ACTIONS:
[[Ummm... okay...|FacilityFeeding]]</div>
<</if>>
Additional information, description of wind-down, ability to react to the scenario and get personality modifiers.
[[Released to training room.|FacilityTraining]]Game over, you win. LOL.
No, it seriously wont be this easy, and it won't require just one computer stat to defeat the computer.
Also, it'll be pretty rare that anyone even WANTS this victory path.
head back to the sleep pod for now.
[[sleep pod|FacilitySleepPods]]Additional information, description of wind-down, ability to react to the scenario and get personality modifiers.
Also, are you wearing a bitchsuit? Drumrollllll....
<<if $bitchsuit >0>>YES<<else>>NO. FIX YO VARIABLES.<</if>>
[[Released to training room.|FacilityTraining]]You'd noticed these stalls earlier, but it didn't seem like they were large enough for a human being, even one crawing on hands and knees. Now, with your arms and legs packaged the way they are, you can fit.
Shuffling in as best as you can, you crawl up a short ramp and into one of the little metal cages.
(this should be explained earlier) But your bitchsuit leaves your breasts hanging free, and there's even a sort of metal "collar" around the base of each breast. As you settle into position in the cage, the door swings shut behind you, and an arm starts stretching a latex sleeve up toward your breast, the sleeve topped with a wider metal collar that looks like the once circling your breast. As the latex sleeve is pulled up over your breast, a wirring sound starts, and the metal cuff constricts until it clicks into place, snugly mated with your bitchsuit. The same process happens with your other breast, and then the milking machine begins. The sleeves squeezing your breasts are doubled-walled, and compartmentalized.
While the inner sleeve is always applying suction, the sandwiched layer inflates and deflates one compartment after another, starting at the top by the seal with your bitchsuit, and rippling downward to your nipples in a rolling, squeezing motion.
<<if $lactating >5>>You release a flood of milk like the cow you are.<<elseif $lactating >1>>You moan as your milk begins to flow.<<elseif $lactating >0>>you gasp as you feel... different. You look down at the sacks massaging you and see a trickle of milk flowing down to be collected.<<else>>It's a pleasurable massage, but... you're not producing any milk? You're not sure what the machine is hoping to achieve, but you're glad it's not more determined to extract milk from you when it can't.<</if>>
It eventually powers down and unclips the tit-sleeves from your suit.
<div class="navlink">ACTIONS:
[[Wiggle out of the stall.|FacilityLatexVats]]</div>
<<set $livestock to 1>><<set $tired to $tired+15>>Through keeping a cool head (and body) you talk and rationalize with the computer to help it find a way to reconcile its aparently conflicted objectives.
You disarm it, but what concessions do you make? You enable the machine to spread its plan across the world, firing back up the engines of production and releasing upon the world it's virtuous creations!!You straight up dig you way out of here. You've escaped, but the AI has plans to hunt you down.
...Victory?You've become perpetual drunk on stimulation and the offerings of the facility. You're of use to the facility still as you can be led anywhere with a latex carrot. You've proven yourself unbreakable. A true force of willpower, you resist all tempation and have unquenchable spirit.
It's a shame you wore that on your sleeve--the machine has given up hopes of converting you and instead has decided straight up imprisoning you and using you for your body is the best it can do.You like being looked after and treated like an animal too much to worry about anything else. You are tasked with moving around samples, slides, moving specimines into incubators, loading centerfuges, etc. It's pretty boring work in here, to be honest! You're just the hands, the AI is able to analyze what you put in front of it in the microscope.
(things will escalate in later builds)
New stat idea. "usefull". It would be easy to just be a complete hedonist in the facility, traipsing around pouncing on fucking machines and wasting time and resources. The AI captured you for a reason--to help. How? That's up to you. Meaning that if you're pretty much useless, you might experience one of the only "bad ends" I have planned. Actions like this, while not sexy, might keep you from being treated like an object by the AI.
<div class="navlink">ACTIONS:
[[Done.|FacilityBioLab]]</div>
<<set $tired to $tired+15>>Reading is exhasuting! +25 tired, Don't want players running out of lore too quickly in this location.
You pore over banker's boxes of dusty old documents. Printed out archives of project scopes, contractor invoices, looking for anything interesting.
A new lore piece (~page long story about something in the facility's past) will be a 33% chance when entering this action, which should result in one a day, on average, if the player tries. Some lore depends on actions taken/scenes encountered already in the facility.
Lore will also be found in other locations to a limited extent.
<div class="navlink">ACTIONS:
[[Done.|FacilityArchives]]</div>
<<set $tired to $tired+25>><div class="navlink">ACTIONS:
[[Finish up.|FacilityWorkshop]]</div>
This action outfits you with experimental gear, to "stress test" for a period of time, either until it breaks or you come back to have it removed and assessed for performance.
It will most likely be a random dispensing of items.
Oh god, do I have to set up a series of body-slot parameters to track what's being worn? Shit.
Probably.
And after that, I probably need a way to inspect the character and list what's being worn currently.
...
...
[[RUN AWAY, BACK TO EASIER CONTENT!|MaterialsLab]]You work in the Vats, receiving directions on which knobs to spin, which tanks to drain.
More on that later.
<div class="navlink">ACTIONS:
[[Finish up.|FacilityLatexVats]]</div>
<<set $tired to $tired+15>>You open the door to the sleep pod room, and stop in your tracks. standing in the middle of the room, legs slightly spread with her hands on her hips stands the Domme, and it looks like she's been waiting for you for quite awhile.
It's past when you were supposed to be asleep. You know it, ARIA knows it, and, aparently, the rubber-clad domme knows it to.
<div class="computer">"01-SLV has been directed to help you learn the importance of sleep, $name."</div>
(be back to this scene. gotta go change all the "computers" and "AIs" to ARIA now.
Before I forget, she sleep-deprives you even further, edging and stimulating you so you neither cum nor sleep unti you eventually black out, or something. You lose a day... and might lose some positive stats to decay?
Point is, it's the old, OH, you think smoking is cool? Smoke this whole pack sort of crappy discipline, but regarding staying up too late :P.
[[sleep|WakeInPod]]