An illuminating experience for your whole body (Bad End)

(This is a smut chapter.)

Blaire advises you to stand in a circle engraved in the center of the lab. It’s the same spot that stripped, imprisoned, and milked you during your last visit. Your concern must show on your face, since even Blaire bothers sparing a word to calm you down.

“Don’t worry,” Blaire says flippantly while tapping away at a tablet she’s holding. “You’re a natural at getting experimented on. Everything will be fine once the experiment starts. Which will happen… now!”

Before you can object any further, a repeat of the neon green light bursts from the floor and completely surrounds you. When it clears, you’re completely naked, sitting in a leaned-back chair with your legs up in stirrups. Your arms are up, your hands are next to your head, and firm straps around your wrists keep your hands stuck to the headrest. Another set of straps keeps your legs in the stirrups, guaranteeing you’re not going anywhere anytime soon.

“Ugh… does it have to be like I’m at the gynecologist’s?” you groan.

“Sorry, but this is the optimal position for the experiment. You may be grumpy now, but I promise you’ll be enjoying it soon!”

The robotic voice from your last visit plays over the speakers again. “Beginning Phase 1 of the procedure. Output starting at 10%.”

A mechanical hand stretches out of the floor holding some kind of pen with a pink light at the end. It points it at your pubic region, directly above your pussy. A laser shoots out of the pen, and you moan aloud the instant it touches your skin! Your pussy already goes wet as though expecting a cock inside, and your tunnel starts to expand and contract in order to welcome a lucky would-be partner. Your arousal is climbing rapidly and it’s showing all over your body, despite nothing happening to you except a light shining at your crotch.

“B-Blaire, what is this!? My *ohh* body’s *AH* getting hot like I’m having sex!” you complain.

“It’s an orgasm laser!” she replies. “It speeds up the process of having an orgasm by interfacing with your nervous system directly. Since you can already cum from being filmed or getting milked, it shouldn’t be strange for you to orgasm from a laser. Try to relax and enjoy cumming from the orgasm beam, okay?”

“This is *AH* stupid! I’m not gonna *AHHH* cum from some *FFFF* stupid laser!” you declare, though the growing pleasure in your pussy suggests the opposite.

The machine starts running the laser back and forth over a narrow area while slowly moving up your abdomen, almost like it’s scanning the outline of your quim. Pleasurable shocks radiate from the point of contact to your confused pussy tunnel as the laser continues to fool your body into thinking you’re getting fucked. You rattle around in an attempt to escape the chair, but you’re decisively trapped. Your pussy’s completely at the mercy of Blaire’s invention, which has it quivering and leaking on the edge of orgasm already. You try holding your breath, but it only buys you a few precious seconds to continue experiencing a befuddling beam of pleasure against your defenseless cunt. Just when you can’t resist anymore, the laser’s position and angle manages to perfectly target your g-spot from the outside.

“*FUUUUUUUUUUUCK!!!*” you scream, shaking in an unfairly intense orgasm. It’s like a lightning bolt of pleasure just struck your body all at once, forcing your shrill voice out of your throat and into the lab. Your poor pussy trembles and squirts like it’s been fucked senseless, when in reality it was conquered by a glorified laser light shining onto the delicate gap between your clit and your tummy. Fuck… this invention for making girls cum is, surprisingly, really good at making you cum…

The lab’s synthetic voice announces, “Subject orgasm recorded after [1] minutes and [37] seconds. Location of g-spot confirmed.” The laser relents, but your body is nowhere near finished orgasming yet.

Blaire peeks her head into your bleary field of vision and asks, “Did you like it? Considering the emptyheaded look on your face, I’d say you enjoyed it a lot! Even though you called the laser stupid, it seems to know how to make you cum pretty well!” Again, that innocent smile disproves any accusations of malice. She’s simply honest to a fault.

“Your invention *huff* is too intense. M-Made me *huff* cum too fast.”

Blaire puts her lab-coat-clad finger to her chin thoughtfully. “Hmm… You did climax faster than anticipated, but I think that’s because the models all assumed subjects would have normal nerve endings. If your nerves get repeated use for transmitting pleasure, it’s likely your body has built strengthened neural connections so it can become more efficient and expedite the process. That allows the laser to be transmitted through your nervous system with far less loss than predicted.”

As a dumb country bumpkin caught in a tired afterglow, you understand none of her sciencey mumbo jumbo. “What does any *huff* of that mean?”

“It means you’re a dumb slut, and dumb sluts will experience orgasm much faster with this machine than proper, respectable girls.” She giggles.

“I’m not *huff* a dumb slut! Just *huff* let me- *ah!*”

As you were distracted by Blaire, you didn’t notice a second arm come out of the floor. It presses a reflective, glass cylinder against your pussy, obviously intending to use it as a dildo. Blaire chirps up, “No rest yet, Emilia! Commence next procedure!”

The glowing pen light repositions itself directly behind the reflective dildo that eagerly awaits the command to fuck you. The pen light fires a laser into the glass dildo, causing it to begin glowing bright pink as it emits an immense light in all directions. Is that going…? Oh no.

As soon as the dildo parts your lower lips, your suspicions are confirmed. “*AHHHHH!*” you scream. Your comfy afterglow is brutally disrupted as the glowing shaft thrusts inside, exposing your undefended pussy to the full brunt of the laser’s light flooding over every nook and cranny of your most sacred, sensitive tunnel. “*OH GOD OH FUCK!*” The pink light bathes your inner walls in a euphoric pleasure and radiates deeper into your body, stimulating your womanhood in spots you didn’t even know you could feel. Not only is there the glowing light to deal with, but this thing is spinning and pistoning into you at lightspeed! It’s like this thing was specially designed to mercilessly fuck every nerve ending in your nethers, forcing your hips to spasm uncontrollably. The incredible, unfamiliar pleasure is far too much for you, and you cum loudly while pussy juices squirt from your overfucked, overstimulated cunt.

“Subject orgasm recorded after [13] seconds.”

Blaire claps her sleeved hands in amusement as she watches you orgasm in turmoil. “Yay! Another premature orgasm! Although, it might be more useful for the experiment if you try to endure as long as possible before cumming.”

“I was…” you croak, still cumming as you stare with concern at the light shining so brightly inside your pussy that you can see your skin glowing.

Blaire answers, “Oh.” After a short pause, she adds, “You did a really bad job. Better luck next time!”

The laser is removed, but the dildo stays inside, continuing to pump your pussy at a lazy pace. After forcing every nerve and muscle in your pussy to light up with ecstasy, it’s so sensitive that even a gentle fucking from the machine feels intense. You twitch and shudder through your afterglow as you try to wrap your mind around the fact that you came so fast and hard just from having a light shone in your sex. As you regain some sense, your eyes shoot open fearfully. “Wait, next time!?”

“Yup, next procedure!”

A second dildo emerges from the floor and lines itself up with your asshole while the first still slowly works over your pussy. The light is shining behind it and-

“Oh god oh please oh no OH FUCK!!!” you cry.

The glowing dildo rams itself as deep into your ass as possible. Just as before, pleasure overtakes your entire pelvis like a lightning storm, flowing in directions it’s not supposed to go and confusing your entire body. Both your holes clench down on instinct, but it doesn’t stop the steady stuffing of your pussy, or the far more brutal assfucking you’re getting from the laser-lit shaft as it thrusts into you at a breakneck pace. It feels so good you can’t even think! Even your asscheeks are radiating with the pleasure of being groped, massaged, and spanked, all without a single bit of actual contact. These lasers are cheating somehow! It’s not fair! Your ass is gonna cum already! Already…!

“*CUUUUUMMING!!!*” you squeal, cumming again as an **** of anal pleasure easily demolishes your resistance. Once again, you squirt to signify another victory for Blaire’s equipment, and another defeat for your pride as a classy, dignified woman. You ball up your fists and try to kick your legs again, but this time it’s less of an escape attempt and more of a mindless squirming to help endure the pleasure. The light is eventually removed, and the anal dildo slows down to match the same speed as the one fucking your pussy. It’s still double penetration when both your holes are now hypersensitive, though, so it’s far from a relaxing comedown.

“Subject orgasm recorded after [9] seconds.” Only nine? That mindrending pleasure and assfucking only lasted nine seconds!? It felt like forever! And why’d you cum even faster with your ass than your pussy!?

Blaire wonders thoughtfully, “You really like having your butt stimulated too, don’t you? I was so interested in your huge boobs, but maybe dumb country girls are also weak to anal?”

You don’t argue. You’ll take whatever verbal smackdowns Blaire dishes out if it gets you out of this chair. Those lasers are designed to ruin you. “Wait, I *ah* c-can’t stop cumming. I g-give up.”

“The time to give up was before the battle,” Blaire cheerfully states. “Now, be a better test subject than you are a trainer, okay? Next procedure!”

Yet another dildo appears, this one positioned in front of your lips. “Wha- *MMPH!*” The dildo makes a few cursory probes into your mouth, as though checking how deep it can fit. Then, the laser pointer positions itself behind the dildo again, and your conscious mind blips out of existence. “*MMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!*” you screech, the otherwise ear-piercing sound of your voice muffled by the glowing shaft. It’s incredible! It’s all throughout your head, overwhelming all of your senses. Your sight, your hearing, your taste, all of them are getting hijacked with nonstop signals of bliss! Your lips and cheeks are suddenly erogenous zones, lighting up with pleasure like your mouth is just another hole to get fucked senseless, and your tongue is going haywire as it suffers the same weakness and sensitivity of your clit! You shake within your chair as though you’re getting electrocuted, but none of the three dildos pumping into you are kind enough to stop. Both your holes continue shaking in a state of technologically-induced sensitivity after being conquered in mere seconds, and your mouth will soon join them. Cumming from getting facefucked by a machine… It’s ridiculous, it’s disgraceful, and yet, your eyes roll back in your head as you feel another climax fast approaching. You can’t even begin to stop it…!

“*HMMMMMMM!!!*” you cry. You cunt’s already pouring a waterfall of shameful girlcum, but it squirts yet again in an open admission of your pathetic orgasm. With three orgasms easily scored by Blaire’s invention, all three of your holes have proven their inferiority to science. As the **** on your senses continues, you can only cum helplessly while holding onto a glimmer of hope that this is finally the end of the experiment. Once the machine is done forcing a vaginal climax, an anal climax, and an oral climax out of you, surely your pitiful body will be allowed to relax. Hopefully it’ll stop sliding over your tongue and beaming unbearable pleasure all throughout your head soon! …A-Anytime now!

As the laser finally subsides and the mouth dildo slows to the same pace your pussy and ass are being fucked, you finally go limp in the chair’s plush cushions for the first time since you got chained up. Ah… Fuck… So exhausted… You’re gonna sleep for a hundred years once this is all over…

“Subject orgasm recorded after [18] seconds.” Oh, it went up. At least your mouth isn’t as pathetically sensitive as your pussy or ass.

“Blaire…” you groan, your voice muffled by the smooth dildo leisurely stuffing your mouth.

Blaire looks at you quizzically. “Everything okay, Emilia? You look a little tired. Don’t strong, rugged cowboys just randomly pick you girls up for rough sex on a regular basis?” She’s so wrong about Rifure, but somehow so right about you specifically… “Surely you’re not so fragile that you’d lose to a little machine sex, right?”

You try to object, but there’s no way your cocksucking speech is even close to intelligible.

“Hmm… You sound fine. It’s just pleasure anyway, so you probably feel so good you can’t even think straight! Not that you can think straight normally. Okay, last procedure! Start!”

Even the lazy strokes of the mechanical dildos already have you on the edge of another orgasm. Your pleasure-shot nervous system is permanently stuck on the brink of its next climax as soon as the last one subsides. But this time, instead of another dildo, the new mechanical hand has a small, glass dome on the end of it. The dome is pressed firmly over your swollen clit, and the little bit of brainpower you have left starts sounding the alarm about precisely how fucked you are. The laser points directly at the dome, and that’s the last conscious thought you have before your brain turns to mush.

A sheet of laser light washes over your pleasure buzzer with the intensity of a thousand sparklers, triggering a coordinated set of fireworks to burst across your blurry vision. Around the mechanical shaft in your mouth, you let out a gravely, animalistic howl as you cum on the spot. The moment the pink light gleams against your clit, you squirt like a sex-crazed whore getting her first lay in a year. Wide-eyed and empty-headed, your body has completely lost the ability to do anything except cum yourself stupid.

“Subject orgasm recorded after [0] seconds. Erroneous result recorded. Repeating procedure. …Error. Resetting output. Restarting experiment.”

Blaire stitches her eyebrows together. “Hmm… That doesn’t sound right…”

Your hope of getting free has never been further from reality. After the machine’s error, the pen light points straight at your g-spot and fires with precision. Oh FUCK! This thing feels ten times as strong as it did at the start of the experiment! The light-induced pleasure triggers another orgasm in an instant. You’re reduced to a mindless, droning wreck by the laser as it continues to blast your weak spot long after achieving total victory over your well-researched pussy. The three dildos give you no rest either, compelling you to squirt and guaranteeing that you remain plugged and fucked even after the laser subsides.

“Orgasm recorded after [0] seconds. Restarting…”

Blaire unhelpfully informs you, “Um, I’m trying to stop it but it’s not working.”

Another hand pops out of the ground holding a second laser light. The two lights are pointed at your chest, and the next thing you know, an unbelievable burst of sensitivity, pressure, and heat explodes from within your boobs, forcing you into a blissful climax before you even know what’s happening. It feels like an expert pair of hands has been working over your weak, sensitive tits for a week straight, and all the pleasure just hit you in an instant. You scream around the dildo in your mouth, and your lower lips voice their own distress by squirting on the dildo still fucking you, but neither response is relevant to the machine.

“Orgasm recorded after [0] seconds. Restarting…”

Blaire reports, this time with some urgency in her voice, “I-I think I have to reprogram it. H-Hang in there, Emilia!” She shuffles off to her console, leaving you to her own devices…

Between the three dildos plugging your holes and a growing number of lasers, the machine treats you to a cycle of nerve-flooding pleasure that you could never experience in your wildest dreams. If tuned a bit better, this thing might be capable of creating a paradise that most girls would never want to wake up from. But right now, you’re losing your mind, your voice, and your pride just trying to survive the onslaught of orgasms. Each time, lasers lock onto your erogenous zones and bathe you in unbearable, euphoric light. Every point of contact feels like it’s been groped, ravished, and fucked for an eternity, all in a split second of stupefying, carnal pleasure. Every girly weak spot of yours gets a catastrophic helping of unwanted stimulation, making your body twitch and buck with **** but to cum over and over as technology trivializes the act of pleasing you. Every climax adds another laser to the list until there are so many, pumping you full of lust-filled light in an attempt to gain some supposed increased understanding of the female body. But there’s no understanding. Just you, a dumb slut, cumming and squirting uselessly as the machine remains baffled that you keep failing to last even one second. It keeps fucking you and beaming you full of hazardously intense pleasure, waiting for you to learn how to resist orgasm for at least one second. But you can’t… The machine has your entire body down to a literal science… You can’t win against technology…

After an eternity in orgasm hell, the lasers finally and suddenly stop. The dildos slowly withdraw from you as well, giving you the first moment of reprieve from your role in laser target practice for the last few hours. Blaire shuffles back over to you, wiping her brow as though she’s just finished some hard labor. “Phew! I finally fixed it. I sure am lucky I had such a subject with such low sexual stamina. I don’t think anyone but you could have cum in zero seconds and uncovered that bug!”

You stare back at her vacantly. Drool runs from your mouth. “Thank… you…”

Blaire claps her hands together in delight. “Aww, is that the first time you’ve thanked me? I knew you’d come around eventually! Thank you for being such a good test subject!”

She rubs your bare shoulder affectionately, but you tense up and start spasming. Pussy juices flow onto the floor as you descend into another orgasm.

Blaire tilts her head in confusion. “Emilia? Are you alright?”

“I’m… cumming…” you confess.

“Come now, certainly you’re not that sensitive, right?”

Blaire taps her tablet, causing a green light to surround you again. You end up on all fours, bucking your hips and cumming on the floor as Blaire stands over you. She offers you her hand to help you stand up, and you take it, but simply feeling her hand against yours is enough to make you orgasm. You groan as you lose your grip on her hand and fall flat on the ground.

Blaire goes starry-eyed and squeals in delight. “You really are that sensitive! Your nervous system must be so scrambled that every touch feels like intense sexual pleasure! I had no idea this was a possible side effect of my lasers. This is an even better outcome than I could have imagined!”

“Help… Turn me back to normal…” you plead between whorish moans, humping the ground in an attempt to get some stimulation to accompany your troublesomely hands-free orgasm.

“Aww, but why? A beyond stupid country girl whose worthless body cums at the slightest touch? This is the perfect way for you to be! It’s like all of your most gorgeous qualities have been distilled down to their purest form. Now you’re only good for sounding dumb and cumming a lot!” The adorable scientist crouches down and rubs your head affectionately, triggering another climax as you look up at her with a dismally pathetic orgasm face, eyes rolling and tongue hanging. “Let’s keep you like this, okay? I love stupid girls and I absolutely love making them cum! You’re much better at cumming than thinking, anyway.”

With labored breaths, your brain barely conscious after so many orgasms, you manage only two words. “Pokemon Master…”

“Hmm? You, a Pokemon Master?” She lets out an innocent laugh. “That was never going to happen. You have to be smart to become a Pokemon Master. You were alright at battling, but you’re way better as a big-boobed test subject who has lots of orgasms. It would be a problem if you walked home like this, though. You’d probably have too many orgasms and collapse on the road or something.” She’s right. Based on past experience, you’d probably cum a hundred times for some random groper and get ****. “I know! You should stay here!”

“No… Someone… Save me…”

“I love making dumb girls cum, and I can keep you cumming constantly! Not to mention, you can be my test subject for more experiments! Don’t worry, I’ll make sure your body never gets used to the stimulation. If you start to build up the slightest tolerance, I’ll zap you right back to square one! That way, you can keep cumming over and over like it’s your very first orgasm. That’s what dumb girls with sexy bodies are for! I want to feel you up from head to toe as you squirm and sweat and have lots of orgasms. I’ll keep squeezing your majestically huge boobs as much as I want while you cum your cute, clueless heart out, Emilia! Ohhhhh, stupid girls are the best!”

She demonstrates by flipping you over onto your back and grabbing your boobs irreverently, forcing your useless body into another ridiculously premature orgasm.

You moan in distress, “It’s too good! My boobs are too weak! Have mercy on stupid girls! Blaire! Blaire…!”