Kinky Secrets Chapter 31

That night Mary stripped off and ran her hands over herself. Admiring herself. She had to admit she was hot. Gravity-defying tits, sensitive as well. Her clit was big, though, and she was hoping it didn't get any larger.

She was getting more frustrated. Feeling so naughty, Mary walked into her lover's room to spend some time earning the points so that she can be fucked hard when the femsuit arrives.

Looking at Lover, like what you see? Are you going to ram your cock in deep? Will I scream and say more, Fuck me, Daddy? Please slap my arse and ram me hard. Speaking like this was making Mary even more frustrated. The itch had been inside her all day, but now it seemed worse.

Having stripped off and with the butt plug removed, Mary prepared for bed. These days the bed was lying inside the female mannequin so her lover could slowly fuck her.

Aligning the dildos, Mary sighed as they went deep inside. Mary could feel the itching disappearing. This is what I need, Mary thought, a big long dildo inside me. Is this what I am missing? The itching reduces a lot when I have something big inside me. Wondering to herself, have I changed so much? I will be glad when the project is over. I'm a nice person, and what I am being forced to do for Toyland is depraved and not right. It's gone so far that this was supposed to be a light bit of naughtiness, but now I am made to report to Toyland all the time.

The really deep itch was still there. What Mary wanted was to be fucked hard, but her lover would only do slow and steady. Waiting for the femsuit was driving Mary to distraction.

Watching through the cameras, Susan could see Mary nearly jumping her mannequin. Hearing Mary sigh as the dildos went in. The dildo shapes are visible through Mary's stomach.

Knocking on the door woke Mary. Pressing the remote stopped the mannequin and slowly extracted the dildos. Struggling to stand, as being fucked all night had left her in a daze. As Mary went over to her bed to put on her robe, she realised there was a lot of her juices between her legs.

The knocking was becoming insistent; trying to rush, Mary put on her robe as she went and answered the door.

The robe was the one from the night before when she had dressed up for her lover and not her everyday robe. Susan is outside shouting, Mary.

Wrapping the robe the best she could, Mary opened the door. Hi, Susan said, not sure what time you go to work. Am I too early? Susan wanted to catch Mary and put her off-balance and had been watching the cameras since early that morning. Timing it just right so Mary would have to rush.

My, Susan said you look quite ravishing in the robe; is that what you wore for Daddy last night? Stammering and blushing Mary meekly said yes and said, Come in; I'm having a shower.

No problem, I will make some coffee, Susan stated. As Mary went up to have a shower, Susan could see the remnants of last night on Mary's thighs. Smirking, Susan thought Lover Boy was doing a number on her.

I'm glad you're here; I really don't want to upset Toyland. Will you let me know when they are delivered? Do you think things have gone too far? I don't want this. Susan stated, but don't you like the fucking? Toyland was quite insistent. Yes, I understand, but I'm a bit afraid. Why ask Susan? Hesitantly, Mary started to explain that the dildos go so deep and are so wide, and it seems I am getting used to them, and I wish they were bigger. I am looking forward to how I'm being fucked, and I don't want to have this feeling. Mary blurted out, I am starting to rely on the mannequin to satisfy me. This is so wrong.

With a concerned face, Susan said you will get over this. I am sure Toyland has had all the information to move the project on; you can get yourself back to normal. What I suggest is to get the feedback sent to Toyland as fast as possible, and it will be over before you know it.

Mary thought about what Susan said. So if I do everything Toyland asks straight away and don't fret and do what's expected, the project will move on quickly and finish sooner. To Mary, that sounded like perfect sense. Don't think about things; just do what I'm told.

Looking at Susan, Mary said that is a great idea; this way it will be over quicker. Yes, Susan stated, do what you're told and don't question. Toyland has their reasons and wants to ensure the mannequin is the best it can be.

You're a good friend, Susan. I am so glad you're here. Feeling better? Mary asked Susan. Could you also check that whatever arrives is in good condition and not damaged? I don't think I can face it if they are damaged.

You want me to open the delivery? Susan asked. Yes, please.

Feeling better with herself, Mary left for work and thought, what would I do without Susan?

Susan will see the items Toyland sent. Susan, for her part, now had the excuse about opening the delivery and couldn't wait to drive Mary to distraction. Poor girl.

A few hours later, Susan signed for the delivery and opened the packages. Finding the femsuit, Susan put it to one side.

Next were the new face mask and eye drops. Those with the new dildos were put into another pile.

The paperwork stated to go to this link to see the instructions and manual. Doing so, Susan downloaded these onto her laptop and went about altering them.

The eye drops were tiny nanites that allow the mannequin to see what the user sees. Also, there was a slightly thicker section behind the ear. This was to allow the mannequin to play music and soothe the user.

The dildos have been upgraded to allow a liquid to be used as lubricant or to simulate the mannequin spurting.

There was a ball sac and a tiny hole at the top. The instruction stated to squeeze the dildo and place the head into the liquid and release. The liquid will be drawn up and into the dildo. Squeezing the dildo while inserted will release small amounts. A big squeeze will make the dildo spurt. The ball sac is elasticated and will take a large volume if required.

Only use the supplied lubricant.

Susan had remembered a girls' night with a friend who works in pharmaceuticals; she said she just finished working on a drug that increases sexual pleasure but failed the trials, as it was found the test subjects, even though they were in control of their actions, would gravitate to objects to use on themselves. Basically everything became a dildo. Added to this, there were signs of addiction.

Susan remembered having a great laugh over this.

Susan had phoned her chemist friend and explained a friend of hers whose partner was coming back after being away for a few weeks wanted a wild night to celebrate, and could she recommend something? Laughing, her friend said, you're thinking of the drug we had to send back, the one I told you about.

Replying, well, yes. We do have some left. We keep some to follow up on tests further down the line. I am sure I can sort something. Pop round later.

Arriving at the medical centre, her pharmacist friend reminded Susan it can only be taken vaginally or anally, as the drug oxidises if exposed to too much air and will be of no use; initially it was developed as a hormone that aids a mother to bond with her baby when breastfeeding. I can give you a little, as otherwise whatever is used to administer the drug into your friend will have her emotionally bonding with it. Not the effect you want! But of course this is exactly what Susan wanted.

Chatting with her friend while her friend extracted a small sample into a container, Susan's friend was called by a colleague. Saying she was late for a meeting, she said goodbye, and could she find her way out? Susan said, Of course, and waved her friend goodbye. Susan had been looking for a way to get her hands on much more of the drug, and taking the opportunity, Susan saw a much larger container and quickly went and extracted a large volume into it. Being careful not to spill any. Placing the two containers into her bag, she quickly left the building.

Searching the delivery, Susan found the bottles and knew what she had to do. Carefully breaking the seal, opening the bottles, and putting a few drops of the liquid that was causing Mary to itch.

With the instructions from her friend, they stated how much to use for a person by weight; Susan did a quick guess and put it into each bottle and resealed them. Susan had not realised how much she had underestimated Mary's weight.

Replacing the caps on the bottles, you couldn't tell they had been tampered with.

Printing out the instructions with all references to what the face mask and eye drops are capable of removed.

This was a safer and quicker method of turning Mary into a fuck doll. No need to sneak in. Now Mary will be doing it to herself and doesn't know what she is doing to herself.

Taking the delivery with the new instructions upstairs, except the femsuit. This Susan took with her to her car.

When Mary arrived home, Susan had left a note saying she had put everything upstairs out of the way. Delivery was fine, and nothing was broken. Speak later.

Entering the bedroom, Mary saw the items with the instructions and the items but no femsuit. Picking up the instruction, she went and made herself a liquid meal. Eating solids was hard on her stomach.

Reading the instructions, there was no mention of the femsuit. Where is it? The new mask was an upgrade and is more compatible with the new mannequin.

The eye drops were for her to use to stop dry eye and were to be used every time the mask was worn.

The dildos had a new feature, which stated they are to be filled as stated in the instructions to ensure there will be no friction. Don't they know how wet I get? But they stated I am to use the liquid, and I really don't want to have Toyland chasing me, so I better do exactly as they tell me.

Phoning Susan and thanking her for being there, Mary discreetly asked, Was the Femsuit part of the delivery? No, you have all that was delivered. Toyland did say there would be a later delivery; maybe this is what they meant. Of course Mary said you're right. Mary was really hoping the femsuit was there, as she is really getting frustrated.

Mary started to settle into a routine over the next few days. Placing the mask on each night, using the eye drops religiously, and filling the new dildos and attaching them to her lover. Mary could see the ball sac inflate as she filled it. She didn't want it too full; otherwise, she knew all this would be going inside her.

As each day went by, Mary did find the itching reduced in the morning, but come the afternoon, the itching would become noticeable.

Each evening Mary was eager to push the dildos in deep, and each day she talked to her lover, adding points to ensure when the femsuit was here she would be fucked hard.

The mannequin would lie and observe. The primary directive of getting Mary to call it Daddy and look at it as her Father was being calculated. Being an AI program. Susan was helping to evolve.

While Mary was at work, Susan had been going into the house and finding pictures of Mary's Father and showing them to the mannequin. Also, Susan had found on Mary's laptop videos of Mary's family, which included her Father.

These Susan copied and uploaded them to the mannequin.

Susan also updated the software. As Susan understood the way the communications work between nanites and a control interface. Susan had changed the control interface to allow two-way communication.

The mannequin was analysing uploaded videos, observing the mannerisms of how Mary's father spoke and his mannerisms, and also how Mary and her father interacted in the videos.

Meanwhile, Mary was getting more and more frustrated. Mary phoned Susan and said, I can't wait for the femsuit. Mary embarrassedly stated, I need something deep. I am itching and only get relief when riding her lover.

This is what Susan wanted. Mary is in a state to move to the next part of the plan.

Susan had been in discussion with Toyland, discussing features, especially the control software.

Susan now had enough information to manipulate the mannequin directives, and the A. I. was to evolve.

Each morning Mary religiously lubricated the dildos and fitted them to the mannequin so that it was easier for her in the evenings. Now settling into the female mannequin form, she slowly lowered herself. To relieve the itching, Mary placed the hands around her and pressed the remote to level 1.

Toyland sent an email stating the new prototype mannequin was ready and they would arrange delivery. There will be instructions for the new features. Also, they would pack up the old mannequin and remove it. When would it be convenient?

Receiving the email, Susan wrote back and asked what the intention of the old mannequin is? To which Toyland explained it will be destroyed.

Sending an email back, Susan said she would like to keep the old mannequin, as she has quite fond memories and didn't feel right destroying it.

Toyland replied and said the old mannequin will need to be decommissioned. If left to function, it may have unintended consequences. We will send an engineer instead with the delivery.

Toyland thought they were communicating with Mary, but it was Susan doing all the interaction.

Susan thought I will need to undo whatever the engineer does. I better put more cameras in the room so I can get to see what is done.

Knowing Mary's movements, Susan arranged a date for the following week.

During this time Susan was watching Mary and noticed each evening Mary was less and less tentative placing herself on the dildos. As Mary would place her legs into place, the cameras caught Mary's anal opening, now gaping as it accepted the huge dildo.

Mary was checking her emails to see if there was anything from Toyland, but there was nothing. Getting frustrated and with her itching getting worse, Mary was finding herself going to bed a bit earlier than she normally would. Getting relief from the itch inside was something to look forward to.

Mary also noticed she was thinking about sex more. Getting quite wet and even having to take clean underwear to work.

The following week, Mary received an email from Toyland saying a delivery will arrive tomorrow and to make herself available. What Mary thought: I have work tomorrow. Maybe Susan will wait for the delivery again. I better be really nice to Susan; she is being a wonderful friend.

Phoning Susan in a panic, I explained that delivery is coming tomorrow from Toyland. Don't worry, I will pop round before you go to work and wait for it.

Relieved Mary thanked Susan. Sounds like the femsuit is arriving for you at last. Now Daddy can fuck you hard. Have you been talking dirty to Daddy? Susan asked. Blushing Mary said I have been saying the odd word or two. Susan said, I'm sure you have. Well, I better get off, and I will see you in the morning. Don't leave me standing on the doorstep like last time. Mary was so embarrassed the time she left Susan waiting on the doorstep. Remembering the state she was in. She was determined it wouldn't happen again. Saying goodnight to Susan, Mary started thinking about tomorrow.

She was so wet thinking about the Fuck Me mode that she went upstairs and spoke to her lover. Are you going to fuck me hard tomorrow? Grab my hair and make me look at your face in the mirror as you hammer your wonderful cock into your innocent daughter? I am thinking of you ramming so hard into me. Will Daddy teach me a few lessons? Do you practice on Mommy, thinking about fucking me?