Interrupt handler

This time you didn't hesitate. After you quickly got back on your feet, you broke into a full speed run and executed a near perfect tackle of 6T9's service routine, planting her flat on her back. Once again, you crawled onto her mid-section and straddled her torso to prevent her from getting up.

You also began to count aloud, "One...two...three..." At this point, you still had no idea how to stop the protocol from being reactivated, but knowing how long it would last before it expired might help later. "Twelve...thirteen..." you continued.

Although this version of 6T9's avatar was mostly an empty shell, the outer form looked identical to her normal avatar, so you took some time to assess what you could of it, all while continuing your count which was now up to "eighteen".

Running your fingers through your hair, you were amazed how real it felt. "Twenty-two..." Continuing downward, you lightly ran your fingers over her cheek, which seemed surprisingly life-like and even warm to the touch. Despite her expressionless, unblinking, mannequin-like appearance, her body was otherwise very real and almost natural. "Twenty-eight..."

You ran your finger across her lips, and they parted slightly in response. By pulling down gently on her lower jaw, her mouth opened, and you saw all of her teeth looked perfect. There even appeared to be a clear fluid similar to saliva coating the inside of her mouth and her tongue. "Thirty-three..."

Moving down further, you ran your hands over her shoulders and and upper arms and back across her collar. Even her underlying structure felt like normal human bones. "Thirty-seven..." you continued counting.

Soon your hands reached her breasts which were wonderful to touch. If you had to judge their size, they were probably somewhere between C and D cups which fit quite nicely into your hands. As you squeezed them slightly, you were fascinated by how real they felt in regards to their texture, firmness and how they jiggled slightly in response to your movements. Even their temperature mimicked real body heat. "Forty-six..."

You shifted focus to her nipples, squeezing them at first and then tugging at them more aggressively. While some human girls apparently liked getting their nipples tortured, you'd never tried more than playful tugs and gentle pinches. 6T9's unfeeling avatar was a perfect opportunity to see how much **** could be safely applied. You tried pulling them upward and reached a point where the lifting motion began raising her back off the floor. Letting them go caused her breasts to bounce several times before settling back in their original position. Next you tried pulling them outward in opposing directions, but soon reached a point where you couldn't pull any harder. Apparently, 6T9's avatar was impervious to any harm this way, and quite possibly her physical form was resistant as well. "Fifty-eight..."

Sliding your hands down along her sides, you continued to be impressed by how life-like 6T9's body appeared. The narrowing contour of her waist, and the feeling of her flesh was just like a real girl. "Sixty..."

Suddenly she vanished. Accounting for the time between when she had started from the far room to when you started your count, you estimated the time limit was approximately a sixty-four count. You still didn't have a plan, but whatever you tried would need to be completed in under that much time.