Identification!

From the moment she slid through the hole, Jessica instantly regretted her decision. It turns out that the square hole in the wall wasn't an air vent but instead a chute, which Jessica was currently sliding down. It was pitch black in there too, meaning she couldn't see where she was gonna land. Her screams echoed as she slid further down at a rapid speed.

Suddenly, the chute pointed directly down, as Jessica suddenly fell vertically towards the ground. She glanced down in between screams, seeing a light at the bottom. She closed her eyes as the light got nearer, expecting the worst.

She suddenly came to a halt, as both her underarms had landed on two padded poles sticking out of a wall. Jessica slowly opened her eyes, relieved to have not fallen to her ****. When her eyes finally adjusted to the darkness, she took a look around. She was in an open warehouse type area, buried beneath the nursery school. It was too dark to see beyond the area she was currently in, as a spotlight was only showing her and what was below her. She was dangling above what appeared to be two similar square holes to the one she slid through, only these were directly below Jessica. The one to her right was blue while the other was pink.

"Ermm what the fuck!?" Jessica was incredibly surprised at what had just happened; this was definitely the news story she was looking for! Suddenly, a red ominous light appeared all over Jessica's body. "Identifying new subject" a female mechanical voice suddenly echoed around area. "Oh thank fuck!" Jessica thought, hoping that whatever contraption she was in would realise she's not meant to be there and release her. She could then find out exactly what she's dealing with here, and hopefully get her fame and money from the news story.

The red lights suddenly started flashing and all centred over Jessica's right breast. "Hey! Whoever's behind these lights is a real perv!" Jessica complained, though internally she was loving the attention. It turned out, the scanner wasn't being a perv but actually focusing on the ID badge Jessica had stolen. "Identification found, subject is: Rupert Morton, gender Male." The mechanical voice announced. Jessica was confused for a moment, "who the fuck is that?" She wondered. Panic instantly hit her when she glanced at her breast, realising the security guard she'd looted was called rupert. "Oh no no no wait! I'm not Rupert I'm--"

"Depositing subject for regression" the mechanical voice interrupted. Suddenly, the poles Jessica was hanging on moved so that Jessica was directly over the blue sqaure hole. "Oh fuck! Listen lady, I work for a powerful company! You do not wanna do this!" Jessica protested, as she shook and wriggled to try and escape. The machine did not listen however, as the poles retracted into the wall. Jessica was sent flying down the blue chute, toward her long awaited fate.