Digital Entertainment

Not really sure what any of them could be, Vanessa decides to pick the digital entertainment plan. Marking it on the contract, Vanessa hands it back to the man.

“So, what do I do now?” She asks, wanting to get out of the Zero Suit and back in her regular clothes as soon as possible.

“Ah, the Digital Entertainment plan.” The man says, placing the papers back behind the desk before looking back at Vanessa. “This one is actually pretty simple. Basically, we will create a digital copy of you, both mind and body, that we own the rights to. That copy will then be available to interact with on our website.”

“So, you are making an AI of me?” Vanessa asked, a little confused on what he was saying.

“In simple terms, yes, but it is so much more than that.” The man replies. “While an AI has a computer try and replicate how you respond, this will be an exact copy of your mind. It might a well be you. However you would react to something or answer a question, the digital copy will do the same. Then, along with the scan of your body, the copy can respond through videos, photos, and can even be interacted with in real time through virtual reality. It really is some impressive stuff. Any situation, setting, conversation, and more that someone would want to do, they can and it would react just how you would.” The man seems genuinely very proud of the system. Even Vanessa had to admit that it sounded impressive.

“So, what do I need to do?” Vanessa asks, noticing that the mall was starting to pick up and not wanting to be seen in this costume.

“You just need to get back in the machine.” The man said, gesturing to the door. “Once in there, the machine with scan your body and brain. It can be a bit intense, but I’m sure you will be fine. While there are some risks, it’s unlikely that anything bad will happen.” The mention of risks alarmed Vanessa.

“What do you mean by risks?” She said, crossing her arms in front of her chest, causing her breasts to bulge from the pressure.

“Oh, nothing you need to worry about.” He replies. “Besides, you already signed the contract. It’s not like you can back out now.” A smug look crosses the man’s face. “Just get in the machine so we can get started. This process can take a while.”

Annoyed, Vanessa reluctantly makes her way back to the doors, entering once they open. Inside the machine, Vanessa feels the familiar sensation of the robotic limbs restraining her as it prepared her for the process. The arms quickly removed the Zero Suit, peeling the tight latex off of her body, her breasts wobble as they are freed from containment. Soon enough, Vanessa was completely exposed. Looking down at herself, she couldn’t believe that she had gotten herself in this situation. She didn’t get long to think before the scan process began. The retrains placed Vanessa on her back against a metal table, keeping her arms and legs straight. The whole process looked like an MRI machine as the table she was strapped to moved into a tube like machine. Think that this was as far as it would go, she was caught by surprise when she felt a needle injected into her arm.

“What the fuck?” Was all Vanessa managed to say before a warm feeling began to flow through her body.

“Neural inhibitors injected. Ready for brain scan.” Was the last thing Vanessa heard as a helmet like scanner was place over her head, with a visor blocking her view. Not that she was able to process what she was seeing. The neural inhibitors were working perfectly. It felt like a hypnotic trance, with every thought vanishing before it could take hold. Effectively, her mind had been put to sleep, while her body was still awake, leaving her body to experience everything while her mind was on vacation. As far as Vanessa would remember mental, she fell asleep right after the injection. Yet, her body would have a very different experience. After all, how else would the machine be able to clone how her body reacted to different stimulation. Her body was put through the ringer, getting pinched, poked, frozen, burned, shocked, slapped, and of course, fucked, in all manner of ways. Even the world’s biggest masochist would tap out before the process was half way done. Her body produced a cacophony of screams and moans as it was subjected to every form of pain and pleasure imaginable, continuing for hours and hours before the process finally completed. Before the inhibitors wore off, the machine made sure to clean up Vanessa’s body, leaving it looking like nothing had happened. And finally, with the **** wearing off, all that was left was to see the results.

Did the process succeed, or did it fail? Does Vanessa walk away unchanged, or do any unforeseen changes linger?