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"Come on." You say grabbing Danielle by the elbow and pulling her along before she can protest.

The slate gray of the corridors rapidly fades away to the sterile white washed halls of a hospital.

The room was awash in light amplified by the walls. Machinery filled the room in various degrees of functionality. Whether working or not though it all appeared retro futuristic. Like what someone in the 1950s would imagine the year 2099 to appear.

"What.The.Actual.Fuck."

Danielle's voice snapped your head around. A girl was suspended in a large metal ring, half supported by metal hooks under her arms which made her look strangely like a marionette. Her knees rested on leather pads and were splayed wide. She was totally nude.

"That is fucking Lizzy. This place is fucking..." Danielle summarized in her always blunt manner.

But she was right. It was Liz. You had both gone to high school with her. While Danielle ran with the rich bitchy crowd and you had your freinds across all groups, Liz had been valedictorian. She had also been captain of the track team, student body president and voted most likely to become President of the United States.

She looked like anything but those things now. Her long luxurious chestnut hair was wilder than normal. Normally she had bright brown eyes wide and inquisitive but now they were sleepy and lidded, drunken. Her thick lips were parted and besides a low guttural moan a string of saliva stretched from her bottom lip. Running track had left her incredibly lean and she barely had A cup breasts to speak of. The pink caps on her pale chocolate breasts though were glass cutting hard.

As your eyes traveled down her body you gasped at what you found between her legs. A half dozen metal appendages, moving on their own accord poked and prodded her vagina. Some inserted themselves inside her, others vibrated against her clitoris. Another would slide into her ass. Even as you watch others appear out of the center console, varying in size and manner.

"Let's get her out." You say but before you can climb into the metal ring the sharp smell of ozone assails your nose and an electric arc slaps against your shoulder eliciting a screech of pain.

"Subject 228B is currently being processed and does not qualify for release. Please cease and desist." Came the robotic voice followed quickly by its owner.

A single wheeled robot rolled before the two of you. It stood about 6 ft and was vaguely humanoid in shape. It sported three insect like arms though and what looked like they may have once been female facial features had been worn almost smooth. It held some kind of iPad like device in its hand.

"What are you doing to her?" Danielle said stepping away from the robot with a disgusted sneer.

"Subject 228B is part of an ongoing experiment to test the long term effects of sustained exposure to orgasmic level events on the human brain. This subject has experienced 784 unique orgasms thanks to our proprietor equipment module. While the subject has only reached the average number of orgasms compared to other specimens. However this ones mind seems to have fractured far earlier. The brain remains intact but the psyche...." The robot clicked disapprovingly.

"More...no more...what....am I? Sabrina? Had a dream..." Liz mumbled before she began to shake wildly.

"We have to get her down." You said, but didn't move.

"Subjects cannot be released until expiration." The robot said.

"You mean she is going to orgasm to ****?" Danielle smiled and looked to you, "Thats not a bad way to go."

"Danielle are you serious? What can we do to get her out?" The robot whizzes and pops as it considers the question.