FUCKING AUTOPLAY

"Get the fuck out of my room" is what I was about to yell at Steve when the implant, apparently on auto-play, started in on the next video. Unfortunately for me, this was not a well-produced, full-length porn film with a plot. This was a compilation of hardcore gangbang simulations some dweeb on the internet had stitched together to the beat of some Russian Hardbass. Without warning, I was thrown back into the classroom simulation, only this time all the men from my class were standing naked in a circle around me as cocks pounded into my pussy and decimated my ass. A third cock was thrusting happily down my throat and both my hands were occupied stroking yet more cocks. Why the fuck does autoplay of full-body simulations even exist? It's bad enough on YouTube.

I found the onslaught of sensations completely overwhelming and I was unable to focus enough to turn it off. After several minutes of jarring cuts to different simulations of different ways that 5 men can simultaneously fuck 1 unsuspecting woman there was a brief pause during which I was able to regain enough focus to shut the simulation off.

Steve was still standing over me. The implant didn't care though and resumed the locked-in teasing program.

"W-why are.. youUU in my rOom" I stammered out as the implant mercilessly fucked my pussy with a virtual cock.

"I heard screaming, so I came to check on you. I realize now that they were actually um... sexual... in nature, but I still wanted to make sure you were ok. Make sure your implant hadn't been hacked or something"

I was mortified at having been caught in such a compromising position. I wasn't naked, but I had been writhing and moaning sexually in my bed. He could have filmed me and I would have no way of knowing since my senses had been replaced by the simulation.

"Yeah, I must have gotten hacked," I lied, not wanting to admit the truth. "Could I have some water?"

"Certainly," he said, handing me his glass of water. "I do have experience with this sort of thing. If you link with me, I may be able to help?"

Would he be able to unlock my program? Perhaps it was worth a shot.

I gulped down the water and said reluctantly "Ok, let's do this"

We linked out implants and I gave him access to see my currently running programs. I did my best to hide my custom one, that one was too embarrassing and he'd be able to tell it was written by me.

"Oh man, they locked you in to experience all of your earned orgasms in a row. 5 down, 6 to go. I suppose it's none of my business how you earned them."

I blushed furiously and tried to hurry him along. "Yes, yes, but can you stop it?"

"No, but I may be able to trick the implant into getting you through them faster."

"Let's try that."

He sat down next to my bed and began programming. I could do nothing but lay there and try not to embarrass myself further as the implant continued teasing me. When the cycle was drawing towards my 6th climax of the day, he said "Ok, I think I've got it. I should be able to trick the clock in your implant into running 6 times faster. Ready?

I steeled my nerves and nodded apprehensively. Then I felt all the stimulation from the implant kick into overdrive. It was playing back all the sensations at ludicrous speed. The nipple sucking and clit licking felt way more intense, and the virtual cock was now pounding at inhumanly fast speeds. If it had been real, I would surely have gotten friction burns. Within seconds, the teasing cycle reached its end and pushed me to orgasm yet again just as I blacked out from the intense stimulation.

The next cycle began immediately after the first one had ended and quickly progressed through the entire 1-hour teasing simulation over the course of the next 10 minutes. The brain simply isn't designed to handle this much input. The next 40 minutes were a blur. When I woke up I checked my phone and it was only 9. I still had time to study. But then my bleary eyes came into focus, and I saw that it was actually 9 am. I was going to be late for class! I ran out into the common area, gathered up my things, and sprinted to the elevator. Only then did I realize that because I hadn't taken off my clothes last night before I fell asleep, the opacity had decayed. They were now completely transparent.