My body's 'endurance' is 'tested'.

"Endurance test selected at 70% majority. Test is required to predict how various clothes will fit against your curves and much your breasts and bottom will move around as you wear it."

I wasn't sure what it meant or what the endurance test would entail and had a strangely bad feeling. When the machine stopped moving, it seemed a bit like a relief... Though it also felt disappointing. That all the money that I spent was for nothing and the machine broke in less than a day.

Finally, new robotic hands came out of mirror. Ones that were moving out a bit strangely.

Unbeknownst to me, one of the people secretly watching me, was controlling the hands. They were using a new VR device, one that let him feel things as if he was in the room with me. He saw my body through the scanner of my mirror, which was starting to move around on a metallic tentacle as he looked around the room, taking peeks at my bare body from all angles.

When he reached out and grabbed my breasts, it felt real. Like he was actually there and groping me. To him, the robotic hands even looked like his own. To me though, it looked like the mirror was groping my breasts. All while it's scanner, in the shape of a robotic eye, stared down at my breasts.

Soon the stranger started pulling my nipples, hardening as I let out a moan. He pulled up his settings, making it so he can hear a bunch of jealous people in the voice chat, talking about how they wish they were the ones touching me. He started answering their questions, talking about how my breasts felt and even how they tasted as he sucked my nipples.

He wondered what I was seeing as he played with my breasts. To me, his mouth was just a robotic pair of lips attached to another metal tentacle from the machine.

It didn't take long for more tentacles to show up as another person got access to my body. He scoffed at the first guy, telling him how he was going to slow and not making the most of things. I didn't hear any of it. To me, the room was quiet and awkward as the machine groped my breasts as part of a 'endurance test'.

Then, I all of a sudden felt one of the metal tentacles with a dildo at the end of it, force its way into my mouth. Before I could fully process what was happening, I was already gagging on his metallic toy. To the person controlling it though, it felt like I was deepthroating him. He could feel my lips wrap around the end of his dick, my tongue pressed against his shaft, and my saliva covering it all.

As he thrusted back and forth inside my throat, he asked the chat, "Anyone wanna who this slut is?"