No!

I wasn't sure what the mirror meant so I quickly said no. I wasn't about to act like I knew what was going on and risk getting hurt or the machine breaking.

"N-No thank you."

"Understood. More data needed."

In less than few minutes, I already had three thousand people secretly watching me. Each of them voting on what the mirror should do and giving recommendations. The latest idea was having the dresser show off more of my body. They told the AI dresser, that they needed to see more of my bare body to get an idea of clothes that would fit me.

The robotic tentacles from the mirror quickly pulled my legs and hands behind my head. I've always been flexible and done plenty of yoga so it didn't hurt, but it did make me embarrassed. I could see my pussy, asshole, and breasts in the mirror. The pose I was in made it look like I was about to be fucked. It didn't help that the mirror used some clothes to tie my hands.

The chat was going wild, talking about my holes and how tight I must be. All while I was completely ignorant of them watching.

"Data inconclusive. Skin quality indecisive. New test must be run."

The secret audience was already making new votes deciding on what should happen next. Some wanted my body to be 'cleaned'. To have me washed up infront of the mirror and have 'lotion' put all around my body. Others wanted me to have an endurance test. To check the quality of my body and 'decide which fabric' would work best for me by having my breasts bounced, my body groped, and the robotic tentacles worked on me.

Several of them were already paying for the sensory shared experience. Letting them feel what the robotic hands feel.