Oblivious testing

"I already gave you awareness back." Jim feigned defense and confusion. "Maybe you didn't hear it because you were still unaware?" David narrowed his smoky, dazzling eyes at Jim, doubting his word while he himself was in such a **** position. "Leave it to the horny intern to not think about those kind of things." Jim attempted to appear sympathetic, if only to keep David from never trusting him again.

"I guess that makes sense." David finally admitted. "Just don't say that name anymore. You don't understand what the lack of control feels like." If it wasn't for the gruff voice, a nervous, sexy woman looking for reassurance would have made Jim jizz his pants.

"Don't worry. I won't use her name any more." Jim technically told the truth. "We can go back to testing just the physiological effects of the suit. I'll just give you some simple things to do, and you try to complete them as best as your body lets you." David gave a nervous thumbs up, still feeling helpless in his petite, busty body. "David, change voice." Jim stuck to the commands a basic Alexa device could do, hoping it would limit any chance of unawareness breaking due to cognitive dissonance.

"How would you like me to sound?" Alexa asked, while David tapped his bare foot impatiently. "Voice 1?" The voice shifted from the artificial voice to a more naturally sounding female, in a soft alto that matched the buxom body pretty well. Each voice spoke a basic, but sexually tinted sentence to demonstrate the voice, and after six, various, uniquely arousing, female voices, Jim leaned into the sexy blonde bimbo look, choosing a high-pitched, ditzy tone that made everything said sound flirty and fun. "Voice confirmed." Alexa finished as David rolled his eyes. "Come on, think of something that demonstrates this limber body." David whined, now always sounding like a bratty slut. "Don't just ask me to pretend to be this whore character the intern intended, because I'm not going to do it." David's vocal ticks and physical mannerisms were still present, even if he sounded like a call girl.

"Aright, David, Sing "Happy Birthday" one more time, but give me more Marylin." David groaned at the bit of Jim's perversion that he was able to notice, but as he heard the magic words he did what he was told, just to get the process done faster. He naturally adjusted his posture, taking on a flirty, teasing pose that showed off his chest as he leaned forward and squeezed his elbows together. Strode closer to the male scientist's desk.

"Happy birthday to youuu.." The sexy blonde started singing slowly and huskily, like every word was supposed to cause an orgasm. Jim tried to subtly adjust himself as David's sultry performance was like a professional porn star, but to him, he was just testing out the suit like he normally would. As he finished the song, he had tantalizingly minced his way to Jim's desk and had leaned forward practically kissing his male coworker, but as he finished the song, he straightened back to his full, petite stature and his masculine posture. "How did that sound?" David asked innocently.

"Incredible." Jim gulped, trying to not look like he wanted to fuck his colleague. "You sound great."

David rolled his eyes and chuckled at his friend, hearing the jubilant bells of his usual giggly laugh. "Come on, isn't there something to test the actual body?" He gestured to his curvy silhouette, unaware how flirty his word choice sounded in his new octave. "I certainly didn't have this much energy as an out of shape scientist. Let's test the limits." How could Jim possibly resist the playful piece of ass practically begging for it?

"Alright, Dave." Jim began with a smirk. "Sounds like this body is growing on you." David's cute face blushed, and he flipped off his coworker. "Ok, David, do one hundred jumping jacks."

"Of course that's what you'd pick." David groaned as he was already swinging his limbs. "Wow, this is a lot easier than it usually is." He looked down his busty body as it bounced in exercise. "I could probably do a thousand." Jim was mesmerized by the how little support David's bikini top provided as his jugs crashed into each other. "I've hardly broken a sweat! Jim are you getting this?" David looked up to his dumbstruck friend as he kept jumping.

"Yes! Of course. You've done around 60 so far. Keep it up." Jim lied, confirming the webcam had been recording since the trial started.

"No, I've completed 37. 38. 39. Were you too busy observing something else?" David's harmless joke sounded like a flirty come-on and almost made Jim drool onto the table. "Don't worry. Roughly halfway to go, then you can have me do something else to gawk at." David felt better about the skinsuit when he was in full control and was enjoying the sexual thrill of wearing a woman a bit more. Even his friend's arousal felt more like embarrassment for Jim than being objectified himself.

"Do you want to stop doing them now?" Jim inquired, curious if Alexa would let David stop a command.

David thought for a moment, though his tempo didn't slow. "No...I have to finish them." He decided with a furrowed brow. "I...might as well do them all, right? For the tests." He relaxed as his brain found justification for his inability to stop. "I'm not going to chicken out because of discomfort. What kind of scientist do I look like?" He scoffed in mock offense.

"A slutty, bimbo one." Jim almost answered aloud. This was all the assurance he needed to believe David wouldn't gain awareness on his own.