Free the Fox.

You laugh at the dark Elf's language, the chuckle loud and rumbling. Turning your attention to the device you cannot see any obvious controls on the mechanical arm that holds the probe. Since no instruction manual seems readily available and the labcoated chick is not likely to be talkayive for an hour or two you rely on brute strength. Grabbing the mechanical arm you wrench the thing clean off. Pulling it away from the chair the probe end slithers out of the Fox's ass with an audible pop.

"There we go dollface." You say to her with a smile.

You take a good look at the Elf you have been sent to rescue. Whoever the player is controlling her, and you are fairly confident that she is a player character, they certainly maxed out their charisma stat during build. The Fox has a body to kill for and a perfect face to match. Her dusky tits are big and firm with huge hardened nipples. After the pounding that machine has been giving her both her asshole and pussy are gaping wide, the flesh inside wet and pink in contrast to her dark blue-black skin.

"Damn, that's one big motherfucking dildo!" You comment, inspecting the mechanical arm you just ripped off.

"No shit?" The Fox replies. "You think I hadn't noticed during the couple of hours I've been strapped down on this fucking chair with that thing up me?"

"A couple of hours?" You ask as you start to undo the straps holding the Elf on the chair. "If you'd had enough of it why not just log out of the game?"

"Seems you can't log out when you're interacting with other players." The Fox explains. "Plus Big and his pet Dr Frankenstein, Abi there, have hacked the game. They shot me up with some junk that means I can't log out at all for the next few days of gametime."

You undo the last of the straps holding the Fox and she gets off the chair. Her legs must be cramped and exhausted as she nearly goes down, but you grab her around the waist to prevent her falling. It sounds as though you have stumbled on something important on this mission if Mr Big and his gang have managed to hack the game itself.

"They hacked the game just to keep people prisoner?" You ask.

"That's just the start of it." Fox explains. "Big's real life girlfriend works for Magical voyages, they're building up a criminal empire and then siphoning off gameworld currency and exchanging it for real cash on the outside."

As the Fox explains what has been going on and how she got captured she recovers her motor skills and strength. When she can stand she goes over to the **** tech and strips off her labcoat and high heeled boots. She puts the boots and coat on, with the labcoat buttoned up she appears fully dressed. She looks to you and grins, for a moment her features blur and then she looks like the fallen Abigail's twin sister.

"Chameleon nanites?" You guess. "Neat."

"It should fool the low level guards long enough to get us out of here." The Fox says with a shrug.

You grab a hospital gurney that's parked in the corner of the room, it's probably how they got the Fox down here. Picking up the real Abigail you put her on the gurney and cover her up, she won't be coming round for quite a while yet by your reckoning.

"As long as we keep this bitch with us then she can't log out and raise the alarm right?" You tell the Fox.

"Good thinking." Fox agrees, searching the desktops in the room until she finds some syringes filled with some white liquid. "And this junk is what she used to stop me logging if we need to leave her. We might be able to get some information from the bitch or use her as a bargaining chip with Big."