It was a new cyber suit.
Forget Google goggles. The porn industry had this one covered.
It was basically a bodysuit made from clear latex, with sensors attached to it.
When contact was made between two people, say 2000 miles away, a blue diode would light up.
It also displayed infrared, so when you were aroused, the blue diodes would turn red while the transparent cyber suit would glow a certain color, depending on the setting.
It made physical contact possible, in the virtual sense.
Even the latex mask, made from the same material, secreted juices, as did the other erogenous zones around the suit. It was activated from, well that's a top-secret. But taste and smell were always magnified by a secretion of tangerine lube embedded in the suit.
The diodes were run off the electromagnetism of the heart so matter how much oil you applied to the suit, you would never get electrocuted.
'Put it on,' said Frank, to Megan, who was doing just that.
Meanwhile, in Tiffany's in Pattaya, Rebecca had her slut suit on and was ready for some virtual sex.
The fabric was tactile and it vibrated with stimulation, in all the right places.
All the girls had to do was insert a vibrator that activated with stimulation, then you could have sex without even being in the same room.
The software could merge the shared screens, creating a 3 D rendition of Megan and Rebecca getting off.
This was cutting technology and funded and researched by the CIA, Max suggested we test run it today.
This was going to change what we did on the internet.
Relationships were going to be a thing of the past.
Plain flesh on flesh would pale to insignificance compared to this new technology that also had scent receptors and applied heat when the erogenous zones were activated. Estrogen and Testerone were the backbones of Fuck-o-Tronics.
It was being heralded as 'Better than Sex.'
Forget Google goggles. The porn industry had this one covered.
It was basically a bodysuit made from clear latex, with sensors attached to it.
When contact was made between two people, say 2000 miles away, a blue diode would light up.
It also displayed infrared, so when you were aroused, the blue diodes would turn red while the transparent cyber suit would glow a certain color, depending on the setting.
It made physical contact possible, in the virtual sense.
Even the latex mask, made from the same material, secreted juices, as did the other erogenous zones around the suit. It was activated from, well that's a top-secret. But taste and smell were always magnified by a secretion of tangerine lube embedded in the suit.
The diodes were run off the electromagnetism of the heart so matter how much oil you applied to the suit, you would never get electrocuted.
'Put it on,' said Frank, to Megan, who was doing just that.
Meanwhile, in Tiffany's in Pattaya, Rebecca had her slut suit on and was ready for some virtual sex.
The fabric was tactile and it vibrated with stimulation, in all the right places.
All the girls had to do was insert a vibrator that activated with stimulation, then you could have sex without even being in the same room.
The software could merge the shared screens, creating a 3 D rendition of Megan and Rebecca getting off.
This was cutting technology and funded and researched by the CIA, Max suggested we test run it today.
This was going to change what we did on the internet.
Relationships were going to be a thing of the past.
Plain flesh on flesh would pale to insignificance compared to this new technology that also had scent receptors and applied heat when the erogenous zones were activated. Estrogen and Testerone were the backbones of Fuck-o-Tronics.
It was being heralded as 'Better than Sex.'
