The smartest phone

"Well, I should probably finish getting ready for bed, could I have my phone back maybe? I mean, it does look interesting that you have a clock shining out from your skin like that, but I can see that I've got a few messages I should read and stuff. Anyway, the phone's a part of my nightly routine."

Beta made Carrie tilt her head, looking at Jason. "Why don't I join you, then? I'll serve as your phone, to demonstrate what I can do. And then I'll be a part of your nightly routine for tonight, at least."

Jason blushed. "Uh, well, some of it, sure. I'm not sure about the rest being so appropriate..."

With a chuckle, Carrie put her hand on Jason's shoulder. "Trust me, Jason. I am ready and willing to be present for all of it. As is my host."

"...Okay, fine," Jason eventually said, shrugging his shoulders as he turned. "I need to get on my pajamas, so give me like five minutes and then you can meet me at my door, okay?"

Carrie smiled and glanced down at her chest, where the glowing time from Jason's phone changed into a five-minute timer, with the countdown starting immediately. "You'd better hurry, then, I'll be knocking on your door very soon!"

Jason did in fact hurry, jogging back to his room and shutting the door while he changed into his pajamas and splashed cold water on his face from his little bathroom sink. He was doing his best to keep himself calm and collected out there, but he could feel the urges and desires of having a girl whom he could issue commands to and she'd follow them perfectly to be far more arousing than he'd expected! He stared at himself for a minute in the mirror, trying to wonder if this was right. Even with Carrie's consent, the idea that Carrie's body would do precisely as he said felt like there was some ethical line there that he'd have to navigate carefully. That was an incredible power that could diverge in so many ways, seemingly without limit: he could guide her in doing the things that eventually they'd do anyway, just light and little things... or he could completely change and transform her without any regard for the person inside. Exciting, yet that was a bridge he wasn't sure he could cross. He just didn't know his own threshold yet.

"Beep beep, Jason," he heard from outside his door. Apparently, time flies when contemplating ethical quandaries.

He opened up the door, and saw Carrie standing outside as before, although her choice of attire--or more, Beta's choice--was far more revealing! A lacy silvery bra and similar lacy panties wrapped around her hips. Carrie wiggled her hips back and forth while her body lightly beeped from the timer. Even though he'd already seen Carrie's bare chest, something about the way Beta managed to prop her generous breasts up in that bra sent a rush of chills through his body. "Five minutes are up. If you want to add more time, just swipe left, but feel free to swipe right if you're ready for me," Carrie said simply, leaning forward as she thrust her chest out toward Jason.

With a hesitation, Jason eventually reached up to touch the glowing portion right under Carrie's collarbone, and then ran his finger along her skin, to the right. Carrie closed her eyes a little, taking a deeper breath than normal. "Good, because I'm ready for you too. So, what is your nightly activities that you need your phone for?"

"Well, I usually check my messages, then I find a podcast to listen to, then I, well, you know..."

An oblivious Beta shook Carrie's head. "I don't know, but you can tell me."

Jason rolled his eyes. "I thought you studied human culture and speech, Beta? When someone politely just trails off like that, there's a good chance that it's sex-related. I usually watch a video to help, uh, relieve myself, and then it's off to bed."

Carrie's eyes brightened, as she clasped her hands together. "Ah, yes! Well, then Carrie's body is perfect for that. You won't require a video, and I can make an experience interactive."

Jason glanced away when he heard that. "Let's not, uh, get too crazy. Usually it's nothing too crazy in the videos anyway lately, just videos of girls touching themselves and stuff, that's the latest."

"Maybe I can make a suggestion?" Carrie said, as she sat down cross-legged on the edge of his bed. "Why not do all three of these things simultaneously?"

Jason blinked and crossed his arms. "What exactly do you mean?"

Carrie smiled, as she decided to demonstrate. The 'screen' upon her chest expanded outward such that glowing text appeared all over her cleavage, creating a decent reading pane to view. Carrie closed her eyes for a moment, like she was searching for something, and when she opened the again, her vocal patterns changed, although her voice stayed the same. "On this night's episode of Welcome to Twilight Ravine, terror strikes the town as reports of a ghost wandering the streets have everyone calling for a town hall, hoping to finally convince the mayor that something drastic needs to be done--and fast."

While Carrie continued to recite the latest episode of one of Jason's favorite radio show podcast, her hands began to roam all over her body, often to her swaying hips, running along her ass and stomach, along her legs, up to touch at the breasts, tickling her fingers right at the border of fabric and skin, tugging lightly to just barely expose a little more of her body each time. Beta had apparently located one of the videos Jason had recently saw and was making Carrie act out the same sorts of motions! Although, surprisingly, she was extremely good at keeping her chest still for him to read his messages if he so chose, though it became very clear that of these three simultaneous behaviors Carrie could be made to perform, only one seemed to grab Jason's attention fully.

Maybe it wouldn't hurt to ignore the other stuff and try out some of those vocal commands, and maybe get a better handle on what Beta meant about controlling Carrie's awareness of things.