Something a bit more ... bold

She lifted her shirt with her free hand, pressing harder on the model’s stomach with the other. A visible depression appeared in the same location on her body, as if someone was really, truly pressing their finger into her abdomen.

Now that’s interesting... I'm not just feeling it, it’s... actually happening? If that makes sense.

She dropped her shirt, focusing her attention back at her phone. She gave a nervous shift, feeling a bit more bold in the privacy of her room. She slide her finger down the model’s abdomen... lower... lower...

Oh...

fuck...

She squeezed her thighs, that nervous lip bite returning. Emily wasn’t exactly an expert at sex, or touching herself, but she was by no means a total novice, and this was... better. More exciting. Like the anticipation and excitement of being with someone else, but without any of the work. She fell onto her side, legs tucked up a bit, and started working herself, or the digital representation of herself to be specific. She rolled the tip of her finger across the model’s groin, a delighted gasp escaping her lips as she felt the mirrored sensation roll across her body, her legs crossing.

Y-yes, fuck, that’s... good... that’s really good

She could barely maintain her focus on the app, drawing little circles with the pad of her thumb, every pass sending a delighted shiver up her spine until... nothing.

Wait... no... what happened? Did it break?

Emily whimpered at the sudden lack of feeling between her desperately clenched thighs, her eyes scanning her phone till they landed on the red 0 minutes remaining plastered across her screen.

“Asshole”, she mumbled to herself.

She huffed and scrolled the app again, her thighs still rubbing together from time to time, having been somewhat close to release. She paused on one of the simpler options in the list: Orgasm

Maybe you’re not an asshole after all...

She tapped it, and didn’t hesitate to confirm the 3 gem purchase. She watched her 9 gems drop to 6, tilting her head a bit, before giving a sudden loud yelp of surprise.

“F-Fuuuck...”

Her phone dropped from her hands as they both shot between her thighs, clutching herself as she had what was, without a doubt, one of the best orgasms she’d ever had. It rolled through her hips, making her legs shake, back arch, and her toes curl, and it _didn’t _stop.

“FUCK... too much... oh my goood that's too much”

She lay in the bed for what felt like ages, trembling arms still latched between her thighs, as the feeling finally started to fade. The app had kept her cumming for upwards of a minute straight, twice as long as any natural orgasm she’d ever had. She lay there, a sweaty panting mess, one arm draped across her eyes.

Am I dead? I think I’m dead.

Emily lay in that spot, recovering from the ordeal, processing what had happened. It isn’t surprising, she assumes, that if the app could make her feel touched, it could just make her cum as well.

Okay, well, I knew exactly what to expect when I hit that button, but that still doesn’t really explain how it works... how it controls my body like that. This is going to need uh... investigation.

Author's note: Two in a day! Thanks for reading! If you have any comments or critique about this chapter, lay em on me. I'll probably continue writing in chapters of 2-3, it tends to work best for me. Hope to see you again!