A light show of her own.

Mika rolls her eyes. "Of. Fucking. Course. At this rate, I'm gonna miss dinner too."

From her right palm projects a bright LED light she waves around the room. "Ay! I want in!" She pushes through the mass of semi-nude bodies until she's centered by the spotlight in search of her voice. "This party jus' started for this new blood!"

The DJ moves the spotlight over crowds of people exposing themselves for the chance to "Jack In". The LED beam of light from Mika's palm definitely catches an eye as the DJ pauses, listening to her headset, then refocuses the beam on Mika.

"Alright! The mistress has spoken this time, she sees a newbie that wants to play!!!!" The crowd all turn to focus on Mika, the nearby girls all glare towards her with seething jealousy. The rest of the crowd cheers as a couple of latex clad waitresses move in to collect Mika. Gripping her tighter than she thinks is necessary they escort her up to the glass box. As she approaches the crowd chants in unison "Jack In! Jack In!". Mika has jacked into multiple people before, but that was usually to extract information or to be interrogated on a particularly bad occasion. She ponders how she's going to complete her mission as she's pushed into the glass walled room.

The "Mistress" as the DJ addressed her approaches, Mika sees a dragon tattoo running from her chest up to her face. The woman has at least F-cup tits, dwarfing Mika's own pair. Her legs clearly defined in their musculature, they end at an heart shaped ass that makes Mika question herself.

The woman steps seductively towards Mika, reaching out her gloved hands to stroke the ripped hems and exposed skin. She speaks softly only for Mika to hear "I want to see you writhe for me, new blood..." She grips Mika's cybernetic arm, pulling out the cable jack and placing it back in Mika's own hand. "Jack In, and feel forever changed..." The music begins to pick up with the chanting of the watching crowd as Tallow moves towards Mika, his face half obscured by his cybernetics and a dozen more jacks coming from it.

"This one is pleasing to me, not the usual club slut I see..." His voice is modulated and disconcerting, Mika hopes he doesn't notice her highly modified arm.

Mika breathes slowly, studying Tallow's features, feeling yellow-bellied and dubious of her next move. She utters under her breath, "Shit", then jacks in.

Tallow receives the jack like it's a gift, guiding Mika to place it in a data port over his eye. She feels a rush of electricity pour through the connection, extremely similar to the jack interrogation she underwent in the past. The experience drops her to her knees. She's vaguely aware of hands catching her body as she drops further into a plush cushion. The electrical current from Tallow's modified cybernetics would have overwhelmed any normal persons defenses. As it is, Mika is barely holding on against the power.

Her eyes close fully and her thoughts are pulled into a vortex of data, a blast of erotic imagery follows with her at it's core. The feelings of hundreds of memories and data scans of brains in orgasm and ecstasy flow through Mika's mind. She experiences each one as if she's the subject, every orgasm and feeling is **** upon her.

Mika can practically feel her brain dumping the chemicals that cause one to feel pleasure in the ****. Only her advanced and personally modified cybernetics keep a hold on her, autoinjecting a small dose of adrenaline to counteract the effects of the data.

The swirl continues for some time as Mika feels something change. She finds herself in a white room, she realizes it's a whole dimension inside Tallows mind. And everything about this place is practically begging Mika to cum until she passes out. A voice comes in past the feelings and addresses her. "Your mind resists, let it submit. Submit to me. Let the feelings flow through you."

Mika is riding on the edge of a massive orgasm by now as her pussy pulses and throbs from the feelings of the cocks she's imagining. Her tits grow more sensitive by the second as she tries to focus and search for the data she's here for.

Mika suddenly recollects a fond childhood memory, momentarily blocking the others out. She reminisces of a simpler time. Her parents, Bork as a newborn puppy, her brother before their falling out . . .

This feeling, these visions . . . They're so vivid. The nostalgia bringing her emotional state to a teeter.

"Snap out of it Mika!" She tells herself. "You can do this!"

While it lasts, she tethers to her precious remembrances, which keep a hold on her sanity.

She delves deeper into Tallow's memory bank, searching for the data.

Mika's head begins to achingly swim.

"Just a little farther, and then I'll let go!"

But it seems so right, to be in the moment, to give in to the carnal desires surrounding her mind. They are persistent, creeping their way back into her conscious, and she can feel herself fading.

"Damnit, no . . ."

Her mental energy on the verge of giving out, she notices data that strikes a possible recognition. That's it! That must be what she's after!

She swipes for it, uncertain if she's succeed or not, as she feels an oh-so-delightful tingle fill her body, her genitalia pulsing outstandingly.

She awakens to her own moaning, her hands clenched to plush pillows and body arched to the ceiling, her fanatical orgasm to blame.

Fluids gush out from the pressure that had built within her pelvis, the final release being sensational.