Dont move

"Hey!, if you keep moving you'll be stuck for hours! Days even!" "Our machine isnt bullet proof okay?" The scientists words cut through Her confusion and She froze. "Should I stand back up?" "No, that's where you were and that's where you need to stay for now." " We made the machine to handle some movement but we didnt account for people under the influence falling over two or three times. We've already sprayed some solution to help keep you sober ish but dont push it" "Oh" Ashley's face grew red, She didnt remember falling but She didnt remember a ton about the party either so She did the only thing She could, sat on Her ass and waited. *pop* A small sigh escaped Her lips, She felt different, looking down she noticed a button on the back was undone allowing a small amount of cleavage to peek out from the top. "Oh god" She whispered to herself. She looked up to the scientists "Uh, hey. If I dont move will this get faster again?" After a moment or two one responded, "Uh... it should, the device is cooling off now so I dont see why it wouldnt. Why?" "Oh, um no reason" Ashley felt a creeping pit of dread rise in her stomach, She couldnt remember last night but She remembered this morning and more specifically what She was wearing when She woke up... *Pop* Another button came undone, as a the dress slipped down over her shoulders held in place by her tits and the way She was leaning. Ashley's face burned, Her dress was pushed up to her thighs now revealing her toned legs. All the men began to shift awkwardly in an attempt to hide thier hard ons as they watched. *Pop* Ashley took a deep breath as a wave of lust rolled over her, Her dress was nothing more than a ring around her waist now, revealing a black lace pushup bra with a matching set of lace panties. The bra pushed her breasts together and the thin black panties revealing only a hint of what lay between Her tightly clamped thighs. She clamped her eyes shut and legs together praying that this was a terrible dream, praying that this was the last time until She went back to normal, praying that Jess wasnt watching or had left, desperately clinging to the idea that - *pop*

Her eyes went wide, She was leaned back now on something soft, something She couldnt see, something that was there once but invisible now. Her couch... There was no couch here but somehow She felt it, it held her up as her mind fogged with need. Her bra lay on the ground a few feet away as her left hand softly caressed her perky breasts, her legs were spread wide now and her panties clung tightly to her, the soft outlines of her curves a mere distraction compared to her pussy semi visible through the lacy fabric stretched thin and as if to highlight it all Her own finger pressed to her crotch, it made small gentle circles with no input from Ashley Herself. Panic had Her frozen, a small voice yelled in Her mind to stop, to cover Herself, to run, but all She could manage was to look up at Jess as She touched Herself. Jess had a hand over her mouth staring, her face was heavy with blush, eyes wide and...? *pop*

The dress was gone and the panties were roughly pulled to the side as Ashley moaned, Her fingers were rolling her nipple while her other hand furiously stimulated her clit. Her body was hot and her mind heavy with lust as She again looked up to Jess. All the men had left and the older woman had turned around, only Jess stayed but this time it wasnt just Ashley that had changed.