>You're always tight. Pt 2

You wake up to the view of a clear blue sky.

You stand up, holding your head. You're standing on nothing.

Everything below you is just more sky, and below you is an invisible plain.

You're still... not you. The first thing you see when you look down isn't the lack of ground, it's your fat-ass cleavage in the way.

There's a feeling in your vagina. It's a sense of constant stimulation. Like something's making it wanna cum, but there's nothing touching it, so you have no clue why it's like that.

As you look around you, you see a figure in the distance... sitting on a of bench.

You walk towards it, and as you get close you realize...

"Hey █ █ █ █ █ █"

It's your dad. He calls you a name you can't make out.

You instantly run in to hug him. You wrap your arms around him tight, him hugging you back.

"Dad! I've... I've missed you. It's me! I promise I-"

"I know it's you. You don't have to worry." He gestures for you to sit next to him and you do.

It's a peaceful place you're in. You can hear birds singing and trees blowing in the distance, but there's nothing around you for all you can see. The only thing wrong is that stimulation down below, keeping you on edge and uncomfortable.

He pulls out a deck of cards, the same ones you used to play with him. You already know the game he wants to play.

He deals you two cards. Texas holdem. You look at your hand. 2 of clubs and a 7 of hearts.

"Let's talk." He says warmly, "listen to everything I say."

You play cards and talk with your dad. You can't quite remember what you talked about, but it was a long conversation.

As he spoke you felt yourself getting calmer, feeling more normal. All the tension left your body, and over time the stimulation in your vagina faded into the background. It wasn't gone, but you had just adapted to it, it no longer put you on edge. Everything felt normal.

That was until you felt something cold and metallic graze right above your crotch. It felt like the metallic arms from the lab.

After it touches you, things start to feel wrong again. Every sensation in your body had zeroed out, but now instead of being on edge, things started to become empty, like going negative.

You look in horror as your dad and the bench he sat on fade away into nothingness.

"Wait!" you yell out.

"Come back!"

That was the second morning in a row you had woken up yelling something.

The first thing you feel is how hot the lab had gotten again. It felt like a steamer in your room.

You sit up slowly, peeling yourself out of the bed drenched in sweat. Your white dress shirt clings to your skin. Guess you never got undressed last night.

You don't remember moving from the dildo to the bed, but who remembers the last moments before bed anyway.

You look down to see that the pink vibrator has been removed from your pussy.

As you stand up you see Dr. Heinrich working away on his laptop.

"Ah! Good morning subject!" He says after noticing you.

"Good morning Dr. Heinrich!" You say. You pull your dress shirt up to flash him your tits as a friendly greeting.

Heinrich has to take a double look.

"Oh! OH! Aha! This is exciting!" He's looking at you with excitement but you're not sure why. Did something out of the usual happen?

You shrug it off, "Doc whys it so hot in here again?"

"I'm sorry subject, but I need everything to be perfect. You have another meeting today. We'll call it a 'rematch' between yourself and you-know-who." he talks as he gets up to dust off his counter.

He seems to be in a sudden good mood, something that you're trying to be in it. It's just hard when something feels so wrong. You feel blank. Under-stimulated.

"Do I need to do anything?" You ask.

"Ohh no no no, I have faith that you'll do much better today." You appreciate his optimism, not sure where it comes from.

You're just wondering where all that good energy is coming from...