Exploring

And that was how Gina found herself wandering the halls of the massive estate alone. Dressed in a white shirt tucked into fitting black pants, her heels clicked along the patterned carpet as she passed numerous doors leading who knows where. She'd been wandering the halls for several minutes before she stopped. Choosing a door at random, she tested the knob to find it unlocked. She might as well start figuring out what's in this place. She opened the door and peered inside, and what she saw surprised her.

What appeared to be ad hoc workstations were scattered across the room, and what was on each station was even more of a mystery. She wandered amongst the tables eyeing the strange projects on them. One caught her eye and she strode up to it. Five metal thermos-like canisters stood in a line, and what appeared to be several joysticks and other controllers lay on the table.

She picked up one of the canisters and tried to find some sort of label or inscriptions on it, but found nothing. It was light, like it might be empty, but she wasn't so sure. Her fingers brushed against something that might have been a button, and she heard a click. With a hiss, a small but thick cloud of gas shot out the side into the air in front of her. She yelped and dropped the canister to the table, but no more fog came out. The small cloud seemed to hover for a moment before suddenly darting down toward her midsection. Before she could react, half of the mist had flown through the interlocked teeth of her zipper and into her pants. "What the fuck!" she gasped and tried to swat it away as she felt something like air flow around her hips and down her legs, but in mere moments it had all slithered in.

She stood there for a moment in shock, trying to register what had just happened. She felt nothing now, and she gently took a few steps with no strange reactions. She She undid the button to her pants and unzipped them, peeling the fabric apart to look inside. Aside from her dark panties, nothing seemed amiss in her pants. A blinking red light on the table caught her eyes.

Looking up, one of the joysticks seemed to be turned on. She cautiously picked it up and eyed it. It seemed almost like a small aircraft throttle, with several triggers and a dozen buttons on it. She gently pulled one of the triggers, and nearly dropped the thing when the seat of her pants tightened against her ass. She looked behind her, but saw nothing but her tight pants wedged a bit more tight than usual.

Gina looked back at the stick with wide eyes. Holding the device with both hands, she gently pressed the blinking red button. She gasped as the front of her pants snapped back together and zipped themselves up. "Okay, wow." she muttered to herself.

She put the controller back on the table and studied it. Seeing a button labeled 'TEST', she figured that could be a good start, No sooner had she pressed it then it lit up green and her pants suddenly snapped her up completely straight at attention. She tried to resist as the controller's trigger and buttons moved on their own, but it was like she wasn't even trying as her pants began to walk her around the table. She completed the circuit and stopped where she began, before twirling in an almost graceful double circle. She then stuck her rear out and swirled it sensually. Her face beet red, the motions came to a stop. The controller gave one final jerk and her pants pinched her right cheek, before the green light shut off.