You want to know what she can do when not being worn by you

You tapped your fingers together, as curiosity finally got its grip on you. Nothing you'd experienced had been anything but pleasant so far, and Zoe was trying to really make an effort for finding a connection. You still didn't really know what that entailed, but it didn't really matter as something just couldn't get out of your mind.

"You, uh... there's things you can do when you're not being 'worn' by somebody, right? What does that mean?"

Zoe smiled, clapping her hands together. "Ah, wonderful! I knew you couldn't resist learning more. I knew you were a good choice." She said 'good choice' like she was choosing job candidates still, but something about the way she spoke still made it feel like she felt something more than this being a mere cooperative effort between you and her.

Zoe looked around a bit, then wandered over to a shelf, where she had a few speakers and a stereo system. Her eyes lit up, and she motioned for you to come to stand by her, which you certainly did. After all, this was still Dr. Hildebrand! It wasn't wise to say no to someone of her level in the company.

"So, when I'm worn by a person, like by you, there's a lot that goes on, but basically you take care of all my motor functionality, I don't move the body at all and I'm at your mercy for whatever we end up doing. It's a little different if I were to take in something like, say, electronic components. This is going to sound really strange, but I want you to, well, install this speaker system in me." Zoe turns around, and her back slowly opens up again. This time, she's not trying to instantly wrap around you, and you can get a better look at her on the inside. The criss-cross pattern of the adaptive-graft bandages is clearly there, though there was something more advanced about Zoe's design--the way she could stretch and move was far more flexible than any of the bandage samples you had checked.

"Anywhere you like, just press the items against me," Zoe chimed in. She made it seem like there was nothing really that special about what you were about to do to her. With a shrug, you picked up some of the speakers. There were four speakers, all connected via Bluetooth, two were fairly small for the high ranges, while two were considerably larger for a deep bass.

You picked up the smaller tweeter speakers, and put your hands into Zoe's back. You had two obvious places to put them, but as you came close to pushing them into the space for Zoe's breasts, you paused, flushing red with embarrassment by the thought of just putting your hands anywhere.

"No need to be shy! Like I said... anywhere." Zoe turned around just enough to smile at you, before turning back. "You have to realize, as a bodysuit, I'm used to the idea that I'll be touched in places normally off-limits to another person. In fact, with how I am, I love it, even crave for it if I go long enough without it... being worn and being made to do things for someone else, it really makes me happy, regardless of what those things are. So... definitely don't worry about putting speakers inside my breasts, I know that's where you're thinking. If it's what you want to see, I'm happy to show you."

With a quick motion, you pushed your hands forward, pressing the speakers into Zoe's chest as instructed. In fact, you pressed a little harder than was necessary, forcing the shape of the speakers and your hands into Zoe's body such that their shape was visible on the other side. This only seemed to amuse Zoe, however, as you let go--seeing the speakers staying put as intended--and you grabbed the larger woofer speakers. One at a time, the cylindrical speakers were lowered into her back, this time going into each hip. Once you stepped back, Zoe closed her back up again, and turned around.

Even though she was wearing the yoga pants and tank top--items you suspect were actually a part of her since they would split when she did, causing your face to turn even redder realizing that it meant Zoe was technically naked in front of you--you could see little perforations on her breasts and hips, in her cleavage and just above the hem of her yoga pants. It looked sort of like dimples from the front of a speaker.

Zoe reached over to her music player, clicking a button, and soon you heard music coming directly from Zoe's body. Her breasts and hips jiggled as the bass kicked in, and Zoe tried her best to just stand still while you watched, amazed at this new walking speaker system you'd just created. However, moments later as the rhythm picked up, Zoe began to dance, shaking her hips back and forth as her arms swung out.

"I, uh, forgot to mention!" Zoe said, as she leaned over, swinging her ass in your direction, seemingly having lost herself to the music. "My body really responds to whatever's inside me, which is why it's easy for people to control my movements. Things that aren't people, well...they still definitely inform how I move or speak." Zoe finished that sentence just in time, as suddenly the vocals came in, and she was upright, singing right along, compelled by the speakers in her body.

At first, you wouldn't have wanted to admit it, but seeing Zoe dance for you, moving her sexy body in ways she's unable to control... you were getting turned on by it. You put your hands on your hips, shifting back and forth as you started to think about what else you might be able to do with Zoe, to Zoe... as Zoe.