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An Unwilling Tour of Realities (UseAlex and Sheena-Tiger) [NSFW]

Rosa followed Scarlet into the waiting room, pulling the gown tight around her shoulders, not that it was helping any bit with the fact she was showing her lower half to the rest of the world, which meant in this case, all the other waiting patients. Seeing and hearing photos being made, led to her cheeks getting close to the color of her newly colored red hair. Going through the motions as if she had a normal appointment was not helping her inner mental state, even though she was not talking much.

Only when she finally stepped out, clutching what little she had been given and what little she obviously had taken with her prior to the appointment, the world crashed back down on Rosa. Tears suddenly began to stream down her cheeks again and she was barely able to step away from the door-frame which was some kind of protection for the young girl. Her legs were shaking and for some minutes she actually did not move, her face nearly as red as her hair, almost looking more like a matchstick than a human when she began to run, ignoring the many people as best as she could, tears still rolling down her cheeks.
 
The reactions of the people around Rosa were curious. No one gave any indication that Rosa's nakedness was a problem. It almost seemed as if getting a glimpse at the girl's incredible ass and plump, albeit stuffed, pussy was unusual, but their reactions made it seem more likely that it was simply a rare treat. Despite the fact that all the anonymous strangers were far more accepting of the girl going bottomless than anyone would have in her own reality, the people here still jumped at the opportunity. Nearly everyone she passed turned to look, smiling and appreciating her smooth, bare skin. Many people, men and women alike, snapped pictures to be enjoyed later, or recorded videos with their phones. No one, however, thought to offer any help or clothing to the clearly distraught Rosa.

Rosa was not exactly far from her home. It was still within walking distance, but the several blocks she had to run meant the exposed trek would last many agonizing minutes. And it seemed that every new block she entered had just as many people to gawk at her as the last.
 
Rosa, unlike the many people around her, was quite moved in a very humiliated way, as if the way back home was a walk of shame. The fact people even out here were making pictures and likely worse, was not helping. During the whole time she walked home, Rosa was sobbing helpless, even though there was barely any tear left after all this ordeal. Every way though would find an end and even the artificially red haired woman found herself back in her home and even the way into her bathroom where she quickly began to disobey the orders of the Doctor, believing her situation would only get worse, based on the understandings of her own reality, if she followed them. Carefully she removed the horrific thing plugging her up and followed up with climbing naked into her shower and attempt to wash herself out with the help of her showerhead, though being quite careful doing so. Once she felt she had cleaned herself out enough and showered for another half an hour, Rosa finally made her way into her bed, not caring she was missing a day at work, she just wanted to sleep and forget.
 
There were three instructions she had been given. Don't remove the cum. Don't wear any bottoms. Masturbate to orgasm at 3pm. As the girl dressed for bed and climbed in with no sign of stimulating herself further, it was clear she had broken all three rules. The clock beside the utterly exhausted girl read 3:49 when the consequences of her actions manifested themselves. It began as a throbbing in her loins. She became very hot and her pussy began to drip with sexual juices. In a matter of just a few seconds, she was brought to the brink of an involuntary orgasm, even without the slightest stimulation. Nothing she could possibly do could stop this or calm her body back down. Quite the contrary, in fact. She was powerless to stop herself, and she fell helplessly into convulsions as she had the biggest orgasm of her life. Pleasure she didn't think possible washed over her and... it didn't stop.

30 seconds passed and her flesh was still spasming and squirting juices into her sheets with every pulse. A minute... two minutes... She experienced one long, unbroken orgasm. The doctor spoke like breaking the rules would mess with the alterations in unpredictable ways, and it turns out that was absolutely true. With the pleasure inhibilitating her, her bed around her waist was completely soaked with her fluids as she passed the third minute of continuous climax, the pleasure just as strong as it was when she fell into this involuntary situation.
 
Rosa was doing barely anything... at first, she wanted to simply deny her doctor the satisfaction of having 'won' but quickly she was just simply only tossing herself left and right while her body was forcing her from one climax to the next as they were by then already far to strong and frequent for her to think of much else or in the less and less frequent moments where Rosa was able to form a coherent chain of thoughts her body was unable to function quickly and coordinated enough to accomplish anything at all.
 
After 10 minutes of continuous, non-stop climax, Rosa finally started to feel the unwanted pleasure wane little by little. It might as well have been an hour for how intense it was, and it left her body exhausted and her muscles worn out, especially after the kind of day she had. As she lay panting on the bed soiled extensively by her love-juices, it was clear that her body had changed once again. The rules of this reality were foreign to her, but it seems that the procedure that was done to her was not as stable as she thought. Failure to follow the precautions had inadvertently caused her pussy to become even more sensitive. Considering how sensitive the doctor had made her initially, that was seriously saying something. Her sexual flesh was now ultra-sensitive to any stimulation of any kind, rendering her eternally vulnerable to falling into a climax from even minor touches.

If this had been the end of it, Rosa may have been able to return to a normal life. It would take a great deal of concentration to avoid cumming wearing any pair of panties, since even the touch of fabric would set her mind ablaze with arousal, but she could have gotten used to it eventually. Unfortunately for her, she was just getting started. Whatever force had transported her from her own reality to this one was still at play, and more tortuous, overwhelming pleasure was in Rosa's future...
 
The young redhead was only a whimpering mess after the orgasms finally began to calm down. Her bed was soaked with her different fluids, not all of it was sweat for sure. At least the fatigue was taking a quick toll on the young woman as Rosa was feeling quite to weak to get up and change her sheets and simply was drifting off to sleep, still whimpering. Once her body decided to calm down, sleep came quickly to her. With the huge increase in sensitivity the sleep was not a restful one though, as she was unable to avoid her body rubbing against the material of her bed and this was including the region between her legs and thus keeping her constantly at least aroused in her dreams.

Even without the need for her alarm, Rosa would at least this time wake up on her own, already wishing the last day had only been a very long and vivid nightmare.
 
As Rosa tossed and turned in her bed, happy for the humiliating day to be over, she slipped out of this reality as seamlessly as she slipped into her troubled dreams. She saw... stone. Rough stone tilework everywhere around her, enclosed around her, suffocating her. In her fevered dreams, she sought a way out, navigating endless stone corridors in an eternal labyrinth. A chill ran through her body. Suddenly her bedroom was very cold. And she could no longer find a comfortable position on her bed. In fact, her mattress felt as hard as the stone she dreamt of. After a day like she had had, she desperately needed rest, but when she could cling to sleep no longer due to the cold, hard bed, her dreary eyes would not meet the ceiling of her room when she opened them.

Rosa was lying in a completely different place. The walls, the ceiling, the floor, it was all hard cobblestone, and she was completely naked in the center of the room. For a moment, it seemed like the previous day really was nothing more than a nightmare, or perhaps this was the nightmare, but it was immediately obvious that yesterday had to be real. Her womanhood still had that absurd level of sensitivity. As she got her bearings, she found that the room was entirely featureless. Just nothing but hard, impassible stone on all six sides. But as she turned around and around, looking for something, anything, a doorway caught her eye. She had looked at this wall a dozen times before and there was definitely no door. But the frame cut into the stone was very real, having appeared when out of her line of sight. Or perhaps this room has more than 6 sides, but Rosa could only see six of them at a time... It made her fearful to look away from the door, or even blink, for it might vanish just as quickly as it appeared, leaving her trapped here forever. Whatever the case, the only other feature was a simple, dully-glowing sign above the open doorway reading, "Exit".
 
It was a very confused and frightened Rosa that woke up. The natural blonde was shaken and very sure, that she had at some point finally found sleep in her bed and not... this place. Slowly and trembling all over her body, she rose to her feet, turning on the spot until her eyes locked onto the door. Had she not turned around at least 2 times? How could she have missed this door? Why was there cold stone all around her? After only a step she froze in place though, whimpering as her body finally reminded her of the day before. It was almost on instinct, that Rosa's next step was a quite wide one, making sure there was some distance between her thighs so she would rub her unspeakables less often against her own flesh, hoping that walking like this would at some point come a bit more natural to her.

Being more than sufficiently intelligent enough to come to the conclusion, she was quickly aware that, if she ever made it home, her wardrobe would need a very important change until the issue was resolved as she was expecting, even loose panties would be an issue, not to speak of her more tight pants and underwear. Still the same shivering mess as she was when waking up, Rosa approached the door and reached out for it, hoping it was no illusion and she could really exit this room through it, as the sign promised, though after the last day and night, she was prepared for another downer, like the door only being an illusion. It really opening would be quite the positive surprise.
 
The stone door opened easily. In fact, it swung open as if it was lighter than air, which was surprising considering it was solid stone. Rosa was met with a puff of slightly warmer air as she gained access to the next room. The first thing she saw was another door, identical to the one she just came through right down to the exit sign above it. She would find that this one would not open no matter how hard she pushed. This was not entirely surprising, because there was a device on the frame of the door that looked at least partially like a lock. It was... a large canister of some kind, with a pipe coming out of the bottom and a funnel on the open top. The new room was very similar to the last, but there were two other additions to set it apart. On the left side of the room lay a massive machine.

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It was tall with two cups set in its front face. Below this, there was another section that stuck out, like a low shelf. Most worrying of all, there was a bright blue dildo sticking up on the back of this shelf. For the moment, this machine's purpose would remain mysterious, if a bit concerning, but on the right side of the room, there was something else that shed a little light on the situation.

On the wall, there was a brilliant, back-lit panel with writing and simple images. A glance would reveal that it was instructions of some kind. The first line read,

"1. Straddle machine and insert boobs into cups."
There was a small image to the side depicting Rosa on the machine, with her legs on either side, holding her breasts with her hands and slotting them into the cups. There was an unmistakable smile on her face. The figure was very clearly meant to represent Rosa specifically, rather than an anonymous girl.

"2. Insert dildo into pussy."
Another image of Rosa accompanied this line, and her little innocent smile was replaced with a lustful expression as she lowered her hips onto the shaft.

"3. Pumping on the dildo will cause the machine to alter boobs to be larger, more sensitive, and lactate freely."
Now, the little explicit cartoon of Rosa was clearly cumming on the dildo, while her bust increased in size.

"4. Filling the canister with milk will unlock the door. Continue using the machine until milk supply is sufficient."
The final image depicted Rosa expressing her tits above the funnel, spritzes of milk escaping her nipples and draining into the container. She looked satisfied and fulfilled.

And that was it. Not a single word of explanation as to why or how she was here. Just simple, perverted instructions. Turning around, Rosa would find that the door back to the first room was gone. She was trapped in this stone room, with nothing but the single locked door, the few sexual devices, and the insistent instructions for how she was apparently supposed to degrade herself to earn her freedom.
 
Rosa walked through the door, hoping she would be out despite how low her hope was, it was still there after all. Seeing the next door ahead, she rushed without really looking around the new room right towards it and pushed and pulled with all her might at it. Being not one of the strongest people she ever knew herself, there was not much strain she could put on the door and she was guessing, that even if she would be an award winning bodybuilder, this thing would budge any tiny distance. Nevertheless, the blonde with her colored red hair tried for almost a minute to get the door open, almost clawing at anything she could, cursing she was preferring her nails short so even if there was something to 'claw into' she was unable to push them in.

Finally, after some rest, Rosa finally approached the machine as there was nothing else around as far as she could tell. The young woman walked left and right, poking it to feel the structure and finally inspected the panel. It only took her a few seconds to realize that the female on the pictures were looking quite a lot like her which was not much to her liking, in fact, it did worry her more than anything. The young woman read the instructions and inspected the pictures nevertheless and she was not sure what was the biggest concern. Well, the first instruction was not much of an issue and riding a dildo... it could be worse if she only would get into the mindset, but then her pussy was so sensitive, it would likely almost drool if it was a dog promised a treat, so one could file the second part away as 'still okay'. After that, the third instruction was getting confusing and far from okay. She had to admit, she always had wanted bigger breasts... 1, maybe even 2 sizes, that would make her look better for sure, a bit more sexy, but after the last day something like increased sensitivity did sound more like another bad nightmare, not to speak about her poor breasts lactating without any other reason than just ... being there. The fourth one was finally more on the confusing part once more, filling a canister? she could not see any attached to the machine... how big would it be? And how full would it need to be anyway? Was it enough to fill a small cup like for an espresso or was it a bottle or even a bucket? And how much would, if she really sat down on it and go through with it, her breasts lactate at all?

Deciding this was leading nowhere, Rosa turned away from both and sat down across from the door, leaning against the wall and pulling her legs in so she could wrap her arms around them. It was only when she finally fell asleep from starring at the door and waking back up that Rosa began to realize that the time had been passing for ... quite some time. She was not thirsty though and she did not feel or hear her stomach rumbling, something was wrong, as if her body was telling her, there was no chance for her to get around the machine. Fighting with herself it took still some more time until the young woman finally stood up and walked over to the machine, climbing onto it. Knowing nothing had changed, Rosa still looked over to the panel, hoping there was something changed over there but... nothing... the instructions were still the same. Letting out a sigh, Rosa mimicked herself on the panel, holding her small orbs with both hands to align them properly into the cups before holding onto the top of the machine to keep her upper body in place while lifting herself up so she could move back and align her lower body as well.

Soft gasps escaped her mouth the moment the dildo touched her lower lips, the sensation shooting up through her body in an instant, lighting up the fires down below and as expected, her juices began flowing freely, lubricating her and the toy quickly while she carefully lowered her body down, impaling herself on it. The cheeks of the young woman quickly reddened from the humiliating of herself, following these instructions to be milked like a cow while her body was responding with so much pleasure from the dildo. Rosa was hating herself, enjoying it so much, but she could not help it, she wanted out of this room and seemingly there was no other way, almost as if time had stopped in regards of need for food and water. Only as she finally had sat down it clicked inside her head and she looked over to the locking mechanism once more and it dawned on her, she had to fill THIS thing, not something at the machine. How did she not was able to make the connection from the picture was beside her but it added to the humiliation, maybe a cow would have made the connection faster than her, this was so ... humiliating. Deciding that, the longer she was just sitting there, the dildo lodged deep into her privates, the longer it would take her to end this humiliating task so she began to move up and down, quickly moaning while feeling the cups around her breasts almost tickling the skin of her breasts every time she moved into one direction, up or down. It was making them feel full as well and quickly she was pretty sure they felt a bit more heavy and touching more of the machine around her, after having had 2 loud orgasms which almost blended into each other. Rosa was a trembling mess which was nevertheless working herself up and down, scratching that horrible itch deep inside her body, shaking her hips and it was taking her another 2 times reaching the climax, moaning her pleasure into the empty room, to realize, this was no good and she pulled all her willpower together to lift herself up from the dildo and away from the machine. She finally looked down at herself, finding her breasts having grown quite a bit. When she had just barely B-cups before, these now must be the size of D or maybe DD, she was not sure without a way to measure them but, they looked okay... just about the size she would have wished for, a little bigger maybe, and they felt so heavy and... full... with engorged nipples that dripped white stuff. Remembering what she had to do through her haze, Rosa stumbled towards the door and tried to follow the picture, milking herself over and over again to fill the canister and finally get free.
 
How could this technology actually exist? In such a short amount of time, the machine had made a drastic change in Rosa's body. The moment her hands squeezed the now-massive boobs that had once been the familiar breasts she had known for years, they released a torrent of milk into the funnel, accompanied by a shock of pleasure that sparked into her body involuntarily. It was incredible how little stimulation was needed to cause such intense pleasure. Just like how her pussy had been altered the previous day... Why did the universe seem to require changes like these?! Somehow, despite there being no thinking entity forcing Rosa into these situations, there was some inherent quality to the universe that required the poor girl the experience the most intense pleasure imaginable, even if reality itself had to bend in unnatural ways to make it possible, and not a moment of consideration for what Rosa wanted was given.

But, there was a problem. As the strong spray of milk escaped her tits and flowed through the funnel down into the canister, the milk did not fill up the container like she had hoped. Peering down into it, there was a drain in the bottom, and in a few moments all the milk had run out through the pipe that connected to the underside of the strange locking device. How was she supposed to fill it if there was a drain on the bottom? At first glance, it seemed like this "challenge" was utterly impossible.

But, consistent with the bizarre requirement heaped on top of Rosa for her to experience the most intense pleasure possible, there was a way for her to fill the canister if she was willing to degrade herself far enough. She somehow had to fill the canister faster than it was able to drain... But what did that mean for the girl? Was she doomed to get back on the machine and further alter her body in order to be able to lactate that fast? Or was it possible for her to express and caress herself enough to produce the amount of milk required. Or... was there something else she could do to push her milk-making capacity to its absolute extreme? Just as the door had appeared in the previous room seemingly out of thin air, something caught Rosa's attention that was definitely not there before. There was a dildo on the ground by her feet. A thick and long pink dildo with vibrators built in to the material and a branching arm meant to hug her clit and vibrate against her sensitive nub as well. It was like the universe was telling her that an appropriately intense orgasm would cause her to lactate even harder.
 
Rosa smiled happy as she felt the pleasure from her breasts and saw how she had filled the canister. All of the intense pleasure and the hint of pride she felt was quickly gone though as she could actually watch how the contents of the canister was drained before her very eye. She was pretty sure, the drain had not been there before and at first she was just shocked, standing there in disbelief, looking over to the panel as well, searching if there was any hint of the drain but she could not really make anything out. It could not be there but maybe someone did not deem it needed to show. That shock and disbelief was not sticking with her for long as it turned into anger and she turned back towards the door, hammering it with both fists. "This is not fair! You are cheating! STOP IT! OPEN THE DOOR!" the young redhead yelled at it as if the universe was caring for her plight. This violent phase took nearly a minute to end and phase over into despair as she slowly sank to the ground, tears streaming down her face as she cried.

Occupied with her situation, Rosa was taking quite some time until she calmed down to finally notice the new addition to the room near her. For several seconds she looked at the thick and long pink thing. It was situated in a place, where she would have had stumbled over it at least twice by now, if it had been there all the time so it was definitely new. Her eyes wandered back over to the machine and the panel, going over the pictures and what she had experienced in this room once more. Slowly she puzzled together, that seemingly somehow, her having an orgasm must do something to her producing milk. The way from the machine to the door was rather far, just walking back and climbing it would be enough time to empty the canister even if she had made it full. Looking down at the dildo she pondered, this one was almost standing up, empty her, as she experienced, achingly full breasts and sit down to hopefully climax quick enough to have her breasts full again before the canister is drained completely. Her Breasts and especially her nipples, she caught herself rubbing and tugging for goddess knew how long, were quite sensitive in a goof way, keeping her very aroused during milking them.

Letting out a sigh of defeat, the young woman turned around and stepped back a little bit until she was sure she would align well with the pink invader. Slowly she lowered herself down, feeling the material of the dildo against her overly sensitive pussy, making her gasp again. Taking her time for this first round, the natural blonde lowered herself gently, feeling every little vibrator worked into the dildo rubbing over her inner folds. Feeling her insides and even her clit massaged by the dildo, Rosa could not stop herself moaning and working herself up and down and making her hips gyrate until she was climaxing again. Even through the fog of her climax though, which was more intense and left her much more trembling than the dildo on the machine, she stood up, only one thing on her mind, filling up this goddess-forsaken canister... repeating the degrading process of milking herself with both hands and going back down on her knees for another round of the dildo if the door did not open.
 
This felt like what the unseen and unknowable forces must have wanted from her. Her altered body was a thing of pure sex. Rosa would soon discover just what her new body was capable of, because the stimulation in her nethers that drove her irresistibly toward the unstoppable climax brought a flood of her milk to the surface. With just a little bit of coaxing and caressing, she was able to release a torrent of milk into the canister that should be impossible. It was almost entirely out of her control, unable to stop this process once it began. The involuntary reactions of her body were mind-numbingly pleasurable. Yet through it all, her supply never seemed to falter. Her new breasts were absolutely remarkable and reacted so strongly to her orgasm, while simultaneously pumping an incredible amount of pleasure into her body, making each of her erogenous zones like a lightning rod for pleasure competing with each other.

It took quite some effort, and making a mess of herself and the floor was unavoidable, but the canister was filled and the loud click of the lock indicated that the door was free. Opening it, however, revealed something unexpected. Through the frame, there was... nothing. Just inky blackness that was almost supernaturally dense. There were no evident sources of the lighting in the room, minus the back light of the instructional panel, but that was certainly not enough to light the whole room and the previous room the girl woke up in. It was almost as if the room was locked in a state of universal lighting, without any sources. In fact, Rosa didn't even cast a shadow in any direction but straight downward. All that was to say that whereever the light came from, none of it extended into this next room. She could not see more than a few inches through this doorway, but it was the only way to go all the same. No other options, no other ways to escape.
 
Rosa was almost losing herself in the pleasure, not just while riding the intruder she had mounted on her own but while she was milking her enlarged tits as well. Her hard nipples definitely were not only sensitive to the touch but every spurt of milk was bringing it's own pack of sensations. The young woman did almost not register in her haze how the finally full container unlocked the door but lucky for her, the sound was loud enough to pull her from the almost constant climax and her constantly full tits.

Hesitant a first but then more quickly, she pushed to the door open, staring into the darkness. Placing her hand on the door to stop it from closing, Rosa turned her head around to compare the room behind her with the new one, what little she could see at least. She was gnawing on her bottom lip, there was no other option, no door in the old room leading somewhere else and sitting things out did not work either as she had learned, after all, the fake redhead was not even hungry. Pushing one foot forward, she began to work herself into the room, wanting to avoid running full force into an object she could not see, or maybe worse, stepping into a pit or even more worse, hitting something with her toes.
 
As Rosa stepped into the darkness, it felt less and less like she was moving forward in physical space, and more like she was moving forward in time. Just like the previous times reality seemed to shift around her, she felt her body disappear and was left nothing but a mind. But quickly she found herself in a new reality. Opening her eyes, she would see darkness all around her. Her wrists and ankles were restrained and pulled in four opposing directions, so she hung in the air. Her new, larger breasts were still present, and she could feel that they were still full to the brim with milk. She could not escape the alterations made to her body, even when transported to a new reality...

As her eyes adjusted to the darkness, she would see that she was really in the middle of an enormous machine. The walls were sleek, featureless metal, stretching down as far as she could see. There were bizarre machines hanging in the darkness that she would never parse the purpose of, and wires, lights, and mechanical arms all around her.

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Suddenly, Rosa heard the buzz of motors and two mechanical arms lowered to her restrained body, fitting on her hips perfectly. Simultaneously, these arms and her wrist restraints rotated and moved to force her to bend her entire body forward. When the machines guiding her body came to a stop, she had her legs pointed straight down, and her upper body was hanging down as well, so her butt was her highest point. In fact, in this position, it felt like she was presenting her rear-end to the machines all around her, but she had no choice but to present herself with the arms holding her hips so tightly and all four of her limbs cuffed. Rosa's now-enormous breasts hung freely beneath her.

A bit of light appears before her and she can see a monitor before her eyes. Text appears on the screen reading, "Ass Scanning in process". Behind her, a machine moves into place and passes a field of green energy over her rear end, and a 3D model of her butt appears on the screen. Whatever this machine is doing, it seems solely interested in Rosa's ass, but its intentions become clear immediately when more text appears: "Alterations necessary". First her pussy was altered, and then her boobs, so it is not entirely surprising that her butt was the next part to be altered. A new machine positioned itself behind Rosa's body as the cuff on her right ankle raised, forcing her knee to bend and her leg to lift up, making her nethers even more accessible.
 
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Rosa wanted to yelp, even to scream, but the situation was confusing and when she wrapped her mind around what was happening she was already feeling the unyielding, hard metal clamping around her extremities. The young woman could feel her whole weight, or at least most of it, in her arms as she hung there. The best way she could compare it to would be classes of physical education when she had hung from a bar, having to pull herself up but feeling her full weight pulling her down instead, only, this time there was no letting go while her chest was far to heavy and desperately needing attention. Having her eyes wander around and especially below, she is somewhat happy though for the arms holding her secure like that since she can not even guess the ground below so no matter what, falling would end deadly for sure by her estimation.

At the sudden sound her eyes looked back up and Rosa turned her head left and right to watch the arms, shivering as she felt the metal close around her hips only to yelp out in panic since she suddenly and without any further announcement was moved around. Only when she recovered from the first shock and had enough time to process her new position she began to blush. It was all machines around her but for some reason she felt even more vulnerable and exposed than when she had hung there spread out like a huge cross with her pussy clearly on display for whoever might be watching. Her shapely new breasts hanging down and even dripping some milk every now and then was not adding to her feeling of being secure.

Finally there was some distraction from her situation as the monitor makes itself visible and she reads the short line several times as if reading it multiple times would make it go away or reveal a joke somewhere inside. "Scanning my... butt? WHY! Stop doing this! It is perfect as it is!" the fake redhead screams at the monitor, pushing a thought about how she maybe could need a little job down there to balance out her bigger chest region. The young woman definitely did not want to give into such things after all. Instead she glared at the little model, showing her behind in perfect detail. "No! NONONO! Stooohh?" Rosa is stopped in her train of thought as she feels her leg moving and for no real reason she imagines herself crawling on all 4, lifting that leg like a dog and her face turns deeply red while her still overly sensitive pussy is suddenly on display and free to access. "Stop it! Please! L...let me go... uh... somewhere safe! PLEASE! SOMEONE!"
 
There was, of course, no answer to Rosa's pleas. The only thing that happened was the screen displayed more information about what was about to happen to the girl.
"Brewing sensitivity potion..."
Of course. Her boobs and her pussy had been made more sensitive, so it was hardly a surprised that this part of her body would have to undergo the same treatment. At least the first step seemed to be something unrelated to her. They would brew the sensitivity potion first. However, what came next was hardly unrelated to her. A nozzle pushed forward and slid between her pussy lips. Once inside her lower body, the nozzle released a torrent of warm, unknown fluids inside. As it pulled out, a thick metal wedge was shoved into her pussy, corking it shut and locking the fluids inside. The machine was using her pussy to brew the potion...

"Orgasms needed to process potion. Please prepare to cum."
With that ironclad announcement, a whole symphony of mechanical arms approached her to begin the process. With her leg still raised, a vibrator on the end of one arm pressed up against her clit and began to buzz away against it. Two other vibrators treated her nipples to the same stimulation, while two more hands began to grope her highly sensitive breasts. One final arm forced a lubed-up dildo into Rosa's raised ass, and began to thrust it in and out. All this was in an attempt to make the already severely altered girl cum in order to process a potion that would alter her more. She was an unwilling object used to further rape her. It was unfair and violating, but the machines did not care. They just used her body as a tool, just like another machine.
 
Rosa stared in disbelief at the screen. It were only 3 words and only the middle one was the one that actually worried her in this case. It was not as if she was not worried about the whole situation or things, but sensitivity was something she started to hate since all this hell had begun with the visit to her gynecologist. An almost cute yelp escaped her mouth though as the nozzle pushed into her and the young woman was rather confused. How was this about brewing some potion, she wondered while blushing deeply as the warm fluids began to fill her. It was impossible for her to deny that this did feel kinda good, the warmth filling her, but this slightly good feeling was stopped as the wedge was pushing into her, adding some distraction to the former good feeling.

Blinking she stared at the monitor while contemplating the hard object inside her poor pussy, blurting out a "Are you kidding me!?" she yelled, having enough education inside her to not use the bad f-word. If this would be some kind of erotic story she was reading, Rosa might even have enjoyed the perils of the heroine, but this was the real world and it was happening to her, not some fictional character. Despite her knowledge that her struggling was futile, the redhead struggled again, whining as the 6 arms attacked all her sensitive areas at the same time. There was not much the young woman could do as the arms holding her in place were far to strong for her and her struggles while growing with the increasing pleasure were utterly futile. It only took a short while for the natural blonde to give in to the multiple assault and pleasure, cumming hard and almost blacking out from the overwhelming sensation.
 
Behind Rosa, the wedge jammed tightly in her tiny pussy had been hooked up to a series of tubes and canisters. She would never be able to comprehend the complicated process that the machine followed, using her flesh as a perverted brewing container, and her unwilling orgasms as the mixer. A symphony of complex alchemy unfolded surrounding her raised ass, as the tubes siphoned out fluids and poured different components deep inside her. The vibrators and mechanical hands that were pressed against or holding her most sensitive erogenous zones were a part of the process too. They would ease up when the fluids were being transported, and then double down and grope Rosa and vibrate strongly against her nipples and clit whenever she was required to cum. The machine understood exactly how much stimulation was needed to push her over the edge, and it played her body like an instrument. When it required an orgasm from her, the hands massaging her breasts squeezed them masterfully, sending sprays of milk down into the darkness below. Likewise, the dildo ravaging her butt moved in just the right way, hitting her weak spots and wrenching the orgasm from her forcefully. But it was more subtle than even that. The machine adjusted the intensity of her climaxes according to its needs as well. Sometimes Rosa's pussy was required to spasm violently, churning up the potion inside. Other times, it fucked her to make her squirt hard, while a funnel collected her cum and channeled it back up into the wedge, depositing it into her hole and mixing it together with the other fluids.

And after this process had gone on for a long time, the potion was finally complete. Most of the machines were pulled away, but the wedge remained inside, trapping the carefully concocted potion in Rosa's pussy. A new device lowered down, attaching to her ass. It was a second skin that fit over her smooth, round butt, with a tube in the center that jammed in her rear entrance. She was required to have one final orgasm, which would cause her to cum the potion out through the tube, which would pour it into new device. The potion would fill the space inside the second skin, soaking on her ass, as well as pour inside it to alter her inside and out. But first, she would have to cum hard and all the vibrators and groping hands stimulated her at the fullest intensity to make it happen.
 
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