Desire (female route)

Your desire for the best fucking technology can give has gotten you this suit, and it was about to get you much deeper into trouble. You simply figured this might be exaggerated, but no matter what should be good for a deep and intense fucking. The moment you reach out to click the ‘I accept the risks’, you start to feel a mixture of excitement and regret. The suit stuffing completely up, and in this darkness you cannot move an inch.

You hear in the back of your head “scanning in progress...” and the suit starts compressing. It feels like it’s confirming every part of your body, confirmed when it starts molesting and pulling your breasts and nipples, tightly squeezing to measure the shape and size. The measuring doesn’t stop, as you feel a cool sensation at your pussy and ass next. Something presses in your holes simultaneously, and you can do nothing to stop as it slides in and starts expanding, stoping just after it becomes stingily painful. You moan, wanting an orgasm, not just a toying.

You are left like that for a moment, nipples hard and squeezed, ass and pussy plugged and inflated, while stiffly bound limbs extended. So far this is uncomfortable, maybe a little ****, but nothing meriting such warnings. That is, until the voice returns.

“Physical calibration set. Administering Phycological profile.”

And with that scenes and images flashed before you, just enough to recognize before moving on. Each was a different sexual act, men sucking cocks, locking a woman’s boots, seeing pretty dresses, and more. Every kink and fetish imaginable flashed by in moments, causing you to try and grind against your plugs, but sadly unable to move enough to do anything. It flashed by so many images, so quickly, you had no idea what it was doing. That is, until it started to focus the images down on what your pussy and ass were most reacting to...