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The instructions were clear; get your key, find your locker and get into uniform. So why was she starring at an empty locker? This had to be a joke, right? Some type of first day hazing, ya that's totally what this was... right? She sighed looking again as if the uniform would magically appear. Instead she found a paper.
"Welcome to Bio Tech!
Apologize for any confusion regarding uniform. You have been hired to be our latest tester and uniform may change frequently depending on department you are partnered with. Please see today's assignment below.
Regards,
Bio Tech HR"
Alright, maybe she was good to just go in what she was wearing, work slacks and a blouse. She continued reading,
"Employee: Angie Thatcher (Tester)
ID: 0003469
Department: Health and Wellness
Uniform: none
Please report to Health and Wellness department"
The following was a map with instructions on how to get there. Closing up the locker after placing her purse inside Angie followed her map.
5 minutes later she was sitting down in the departments break room filling out some paperwork that was getting a little too intimate for her liking. "Sexually active? Do you masterbate?? How often??? Are these really necessary questions?" Angie asked looking to Dr. Ambrose who had given her the paper. "I know it can feel embarrassing but it is necessary and it helps us if you fill it out honestly. There is no judgment here" replied the dark haired doctor in a lab coat. Dr. Ambrose had a sweet smile and her dark hair pulled back into a messy bun that sat atop her head. Angie felt herself blushing as she went back to filling out the invasive paperwork.
When it was all done Angie wasn't sure what to expect as she was led down a hall after Dr. Ambrose flipped through the papers Angie filled out "Now then.... ah yes let's start you in lab 3 for today and see how you fair." She announced beaming at Angie as she stopped at a set of heavy metal doors and scanned a key card. Dr. Ambrose ushered Angie in "Well let's get right to it! Today you will be working with a self-care machine. It was designed to help take care of personal needs such as bathing, personal grooming and such" Dr. Ambrose explained "Your job today is simple, just disrobe and allow the machine to do the rest" she smiled while Angie looked around before spotting it a sleek looking silver cylinder in the centre of the room.
The machine was currently open the inside looking like a regular shower stall tho maybe a bit taller. Dr. Ambrose walked to the side that had a panel and began punching in a program motioning to a curtain in the corner for Angie to undress behind. With a deep breath and a self reminder of how much she was getting paid, she managed to get behind the curtain and before she knew it she was standing naked inside the machine. "Ready?" Dr. Ambrose asked "I think so" Angie replied her voice sounding more confident than she felt. "Alright, relax and have fun" Dr. Ambrose said with a big smile as the lid slid shut.
It was dark and all Angie could hear was her breathing before she heard a mechanical whirr and the floor and ceiling began to light up slowly creating a soft blue light as the shower head began to gently stream warm water down on top of her. Angie jumped before reminding herself this machine was suppose to help with self care, she wouldn't be testing something dangerous... right? Mechanical arms descended and began to aid the shower head in soaking her as jets of water began to massage her body. Angie closed her eyes and tried to relax and almost did so until a jet of water began to massage as her clit making her jump and instinctually cover herself.
At the first sign of resistance the water jets stopped and Angie was just starting to relax again when cushioned cuffs closed around her ankles and thighs spreading her legs. When she instinctively resisted and tried to cover herself once again, more cuffs appeared and pulled her arms above her head. She cried out and barely had any time to yell for help or to Dr. Ambrose to stop the machine before the nozzles appeared and aimed directly at her now exposed sex. Their target? Her helpless clit.
Angie screamed as her clit was massaged by jets of water making her insides coil tight as a climax grew near. Just before she reached its peak and was giving in they stopped. She whimpered her cheeks flaming with shame as the nozzles retracted before soap covered sponges appeared from above and began to massage her now frustrated body. The sponges massaged at her breasts making her nipples harden with each pass. Another sponge was working its way up her inner thigh getting Angie to whimper from her growing need.
The massage continued to tease and torment her for what felt like ages before she was gently rinsed off left clean but frustrated. Angie thought it was over and felt humiliated but was unaware that the machine had detected more dirt and was suggesting a deep clean cycle. Dr. Ambrose happily approved the request knowing that in the end Angie would be begging to work with her more.
Inside, Angie was stating to worry and struggle before the soft blue light shifted to a magenta hue. The arms holding her began to manipulate her body, bending her knees and opening her legs more, her arms were maneuvered behind her back thrusting out her chest. She was once again showered gently with warm water before the sponges returned but they were different...
Wide eyed, Angie took in the phallic looking sponges that dripped a pink soap like substance. They moved between her legs the soft sponge pressing against her entrance. She knew without looking she was wet down there, she felt a mix of emotions, shame, humiliation, a bit of anger and most distressing of all need and excitement. She didn't need to wait long as the sponges began to spin the one at her entrance pushing forward. The intrusion made her moan but it wasn't enough, the sponge was soft and was unable to stretch her like her usual toys did. She blushed thinking of this but was soon lost again as the sponge began to spin this way and that, thrusting in and out of her. This was such a tease! Angie moaned as she felt the second sponge she all but forgotten about press against a place even she hadn't dared to play before.
With a cry it took her in one swift mechanical motion before it too began to spin and thrust this way and that, in and out. That coil deep inside her that she had almost forgotten began to tighten once more and she almost had her release when they pulled out leaving her frustrated yet again. This time she cried out in frustration before whimpering and trying to squirm pathetically. Her wait was not long before the machines returned. It had located the source of the dirt and began to try the next level of cleaning, brushes.
They descended upon poor Angie, more specifically her poor, exposed, aching, and needy core. The round brush heads had soft bristles and began to spin fast enough that the sponges looked lazy in comparison. Angie barely registered this before one made contact with her now swollen clit. She screamed, head tossed back, toes curling as the rest of the brushes began to work on her. They began to polish and scrub areas deemed "unclean" via the program. They worked her inside and out soon having her clit pinched between two while several of the brushes found her g-spot to be utterly filthy. Her ass was targeted as well as her star was polished to perfection. It was all too much and that coil inside her tightened hard and fast and she was about to.... everything stopped. The brushes all stopped and it was not a whimper or a cry but a scream of frustration that came out of her mouth. "Fuck me god damn it!!!" She swore tears in her eyes as she tried to thrash and squirm to get some form of stimulation. "LET ME CUM!!!" she was starting to beg now.
As if she said some magic word the brushes disappeared as her legs where positioned so she was truly on display as an arm appeared with an attachment that could be described as only a pink dildo with nubs covering the outside and another one that was thinner. The jets appeared and the brushes and Angie couldn't help but swallow feeling like she was about to eat her words and fall in love with her new job all at once.
As if the machine read her mind the dildos lining themself up with her now eager holes, the brushes moved in and as she was impaled the brushes began on her clit making her moan as the nubs caressed and rubbed her insides and gave her something for her walls to properly clench around as they pushed further into her until she was so full in both holes. Her clit was being massaged and polished the water jet was fine and not water at all but that funny pink soap. Angie couldn't think too hard or long about it as the pleasure over took as the dildos began to move first in sync and then alternating moving faster. That coil inside her was wound so tight that she was undone by the simple addition of the dildos rotation. Her back arched, toes curled, body going stiff as her hips bucked with wave after wave of pleasure. She didn't know how long it was but when she came around she was looking at the beaming face of Dr. Ambrose.
A little while later she was sitting in a silk robe a cup of tea in her hands and what felt like a permanent blush on her face. Angie had just watched the playback of her time in the machine. Had she really squirted that hard? She looked to the paused screen of her face twisted into an erotic silent scream, her entire body on display. Her holes stretched on the machine. How was that even her?
"So," Dr. Ambrose's voice cut in "Same time tomorrow?" She didn't know what possessed her but she nodded wondering what other secrets this high tech company held.
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