by Baubleheadz

Email Feedback | Forum Feedback

© Copyright 2007 - Baubleheadz - Used by permission

Storycodes: Solo-M; Machine/m; VirtualReality; transform; M2f; lovedoll; bedroom; toys; sex; anal; climax; cons; X


Journal Entry 11-11-2017
I don’t know exactly how to explain this; I have mixed feelings about all of this so I’m going to tell you the story of my experiences, maybe writing this all down will help me sort it all out. Well Journal, since I don’t write in you often, I’ll have to start from the beginning and tell you everything.
My girl friend, the game consol engineer in the R&D department one, had invited me over to her place to spend the weekend again. I love staying at her place it feels like a palace compared to my apartment. Anyways, she got called away for the day on emergency deadline stuff at work and left me to enjoy her high tech house all to myself. I think I took, “make yourself at home” a little too literally.
Needless to say, I was always curious about her work. She tells me that ever since the company she works for came into the market out of nowhere with the Direct-Neuro+Linguistic™ gaming system (DNL), she had been working exclusively on the DNL project, creating new games for the market. I didn’t know a thing about how it all worked, but the company was able to make a link between a Neuro Linguistic machine and a Neuro feedback circuit, or something like that, and basically allow the user to experience a world inside the machine in more real capacity. No more do you have to sit in a sensory deprivation tank with those bulky sensory output suit on to experience an alter reality. The DNL system could feed directly into your brain all of the sensory information with no more than a simple mesh net on your head. Lets just say that the DNL system was a HIT. The first “games” that came out for the system were solo “games”.

My favorite game is the Superpower Sym™, I love being able to feel what it would feel like to fly, become invisible, lift heavy objects, etc. Even though these games where lacking in content so badly, the DNL game consol was so cheap that millions where sold that first December.
Wow, I’m just rambling on aren’t I… Journal, it’s time to get back to our story.
I found her DNL consol and played a few rounds of the Superpower Sym™, which was getting very boring. The “game” really didn’t have anything interesting to do in it, just a few small “scenarios” that you could mess around in with one or two super powers. I wanted to try something new.
After going to the bathroom quick, I sat down on her couch and placed the mesh net over my head. Not that this matters, but Sharon has a pre-production wireless version, can you believe that I got to play with that! I sat back on the couch and poked the mesh in the front, turning it on. I barely felt my real arm go limp and fall on my chest, then to the couch before the usual greeting appeared before me. Once the greeting was done, along with the usual stupid disclaimer, the living room around me faded to white and I felt myself stand up off the couch, which promptly disappeared. Now I was standing in the entry, an endless white space. (On a side note, I’m so glad that they added that smoother transition in the beginning to the second model of the DNL consol. Instantly appearing in a empty space, already standing up, was very disorienting even for the seasoned gamer.)
I walked forward some, initializing the menu to show. My usual games where there, she had installed them just for me, but I was not here for them. I walked to the right some and the menu changed to a login screen. My real mission here was to try to get logged in as her so I could see a sneak peak at the awesome new, hopefully content rich, games she was working on. I spent about 15 minutes trying to figure out her login, it turned out to be her usual user name, but the password was her cat’s birthday. Only reason I remembered it was because the cake was so good at the birthday party.
Once I finally got into her menu the choices where staggering. It took a while to figure out even how to navigate in these complex 3D menus, but it was obvious that she had her space set up very specifically for work. I found a couple interesting games, or partial games. There was one that you could experience the Superbowl of 2016 from any players’ perspective but you could not control your character, you just go to experience it. Some of the settings allowed you to almost fully experience the mind blowing collisions! Another game was a 1st person shooter that involved your choice of paint guns or laser tag guns. All of these games where all solo games. Seems they had her working on Sports games and nothing else, needless to say half baked, half programmed, constantly crashing sports games got boring really fast.
With my boredom set in fully, I left the “Solo” games folder and entered the folder named “Collaborative”. There have been rumors about the company releasing Collaborative games, but I only found one game folder in there. It was labeled “MyScrtFtsh”. When I tried to access the game, which was password protected with her father’s birthday, a consol came up in front of me asking if I wanted to enter the game as a player, an exhibitionist, admin, or programmer. Not ever seeing this screen before I chose exhibitionist, and I was greeted with a screen that asked me to choose a game to join. Problem was there where no games currently going, I guess I should have expected that.
I exited that screen and found myself back at the choices screen. Player seemed to be the only viable choice left for me so I poked a finger in the air in the direction of “Player” and the screen was replaced with a “variables” screen where it was obvious that I needed to choose settings to get the game started. 
Allow Collaboration? Yes   No
Maximum momentary opponents? 1  2  3  4  5  6  7  8 9
Allow Anonymity? Yes   No
Force Anonymity? Yes   No
Alert potential players of game availability? Yes   No
Allow changing of player1’s position?  Yes   No
Number of rounds? 1   5   7   9  13
Auto clean/reset game arena after each round? Yes   No
Allow arena cleanup/reset request by players? Yes   No
Escalating Score? Yes   No
End game if no secondary players do not join in: 10min.  15min.  30min.
Well I didn’t know about any of this stuff, so I figured I would try the game alone once, but each time I tried to set Collaboration to No I got an error about safety issues or something. So I set Collaboration and Alert players to yes, and End game to 10 min. I could not figure out what the position question meant not knowing what the game was, but assuming I was “player1” I didn’t want to be stuck in one spot for 10 min if no one showed up to play. I set number of rounds to 5, since it normally takes me a while to figure out most games. Allow Anonymity, yes but not forced. And I love games where the last round effects the next round so I set Clean area to No and Escalating Score to Yes. Not knowing the game though, I allowed area cleanup request. Being a bit of a chicken I set number of opponents at 1.
When I pressed the Start button a screen popped up that said “Debugging stop, do you want to continue?”. I didn’t know what that meant so I just poked yes. Another Debugging screen popped up saying “Debugging Stop. Are you sure you want to continue into game play?”. I poked yes again. One more screen popped up “Debugging Stop. Sharon, are you sure you want to do this? You programmed the game, you know the game.” Well I had no clue what that last screen meant, seemed kind of redundant that if she programmed it, she would know it, but I did not catch that it was a warning. I soon learned all I needed to know about why she had programmed 3 debugging stops.
The menus all disappeared as walls began rising out of the floor around me, and a ceiling slid into place. The wall in front of me had a door in it, and the walls and ceiling where all covered in some kind of romantic red colored velvet. With all this activity I didn’t notice that my body had become somewhat rigid until I felt myself falling lightly to the floor. Next, something soft pushed itself out of the floor and lifted me up a few feet. Still frozen all I could do was look straight ahead and feel the soft cushion pressing into my body. Soon enough I could see more movement, elaborate carved wooden pillars came up out of the ground and formed what I realized where bedposts. When the bedposts where in place a velvet drapped mirror came down out of the ceiling to rest on top of the bedposts.
I could see myself lying on the bed, looking upwards staring at myself. I could not move, but I did not know of any reason to panic so I just laid there waiting to find out what the game was all about. A message appeared on the mirror, which seemed to double as a text based screen, and more messages followed:
+Welcome, Arena setup complete.
+Initializing welcome message.
What I heard confused me for a moment, it was my girlfriend’s voice, but it wasn’t. It seemed to be a computerized version of her, reading a welcome message.
“Hello Sharon you dirty girl, I’m surprised that you actually got up the nerve to play.” The voice continued. “Well you know the game, and you know the rules. Game settings are as follows. This is the first time you have played this game. Other players are allowed to enter the arena if they choose, only one secondary player at a time. Potential players will be alerted.”

As the voice said this, the screen on the mirror started displaying name after name of players being alerted, probably 30 of them. While these names where rolling up the screen on the mirror, the voice continued. “Your score will be calculated depending on your level of enjoyment of the game. Players will be allowed to change your position at their will. Players will be allowed to enter game play anonymously, anonymous player name or in appearance alowed. Number of rounds will be 5, you are really an adventurous one today aren’t you?” The voice cooed. “Arena will only be cleaned by secondary players request. Escalating score in effect and game is set to self terminate if there are no secondary players in the arena for 10 consecutive minutes or when all rounds have been played.” At this point another message appeared in front of my face, this one just said yes or no and the voice spoke again, this time the voice was a recording, not a computerized version. “Ok Sharon, do you want to continue, this will be your last opportunity to chicken out”.
I reached up and pressed yes sealing my fate. As soon as I pressed yes things started to change. The drapes of velvet on the mirror lowered, enclosing the bed in a tent of smooth cloth. Romantic music began to play from somewhere outside the bed. I didn’t start getting worried until the voice started talking again, This time It was my girlfriends real voice recorded.
“Well Sharon, you’ve done it. You have been dreaming about this day in and day out. You have fantasized about being used, being a toy. You have wanted to experience the joys and pleasure of being taken for someone else’s pleasure. You know I thought I was just recording this recording to get me excited, but obviously you decided to take this further. You know I didn’t think you would ever get up the nerve to run this little program, but obviously you have or you would not be hearing this message. You didn’t even know what you where getting into when John took you into the privacy of his office and asked you if you could program a fantasy of his for him. Not being a prudish girl, you thought almost nothing of the request. John wanted to you program him a romantic room, with a virtual replica of a realistic sex doll from the early 2000s he had when he was younger. You smart little girl, it took you only 2 hours to program the entire scenario. But then you got a devilish little idea in your head. You started to wonder what that sex doll felt, being used at a person’s whim. What it would be like to be used and be nothing more than a fuck toy at the disposal of anyone that felt like using you. As this dirty little daydream grew in your head, you could not get the thought out of your mind. You went back to John and you lied to him, told him that the project would take you months, that you were worried about side effects. What a crock. The truth was that you where rewriting the program to allow you to enter it as the fuck doll. To experience it fully. Well here you are now, lying on the bed, unable to move, unable to stop what is about to happen, I hope this message is getting you all hot, as you know the higher your level of enjoyment, the higher your score, and therefore the higher your pleasure. Enjoy your game MySecretFetish”
I lay there frozen! Even if I could have moved, I was to shocked to move. What would happen when all these players came in and found me frozen on the bed like this? There is a good chance that most of them where men too!
The screen on the mirror cleared and a little message appeared in the left corner “End game 0/5” and the number 0 in the right corner, just visible. New messages started filling the screen passing by so quickly. It looked like the program was outputting a whole mess of information all at once about parameters and such. I did catch a few messages that made some kind of basic sense to me.
+Initializing transformation calculations…
+Transformation calculations complete…
+Initializing sensory calculations…
+Sensory calculations complete…
+Increasing sensitivity by 50%...
+Current Level of Enjoyment 15 of 100.
+Setting current Score to 15 of 100.
+Setting current Pleasure Level to 15 of 100.
+Beginning Transformations…
With that the screen stopped for a moment, cleared then flickering numbers filled the mirror edge to edge. I focused up and through the mess of numbers on the mirror and I could see things changing. My clothing seemed to be melting into my body, as soon as I was naked I started feeling tugging and pulling all over my body. I would have panicked, but I really didn’t have any concentration left in me. Between the tugging and pulling, the sensations in all of my most sensitive areas, and the vision of my manhood melting away into my body along with all my hair (save my scalp hair which was growing, and blonding), there was no way I could think. I watched as my chest changed, growing overly rounded globes that where obviously becoming more sensitive as they formed. I felt my hips grow and my waist shrink.

When all of the movement and change was done I could no longer see anything that reminded me of myself at all. There, in the now cleared mirror, was a love doll full figured and shapely. It… I was still in the same position I had been in, arms at my side and legs closed. It was very disorienting, looking up through my own eyes and seeing this sexual sight above me. The mirror/screen now reflected my score as 15/100. I felt what in my mind would have been an erection, I felt what would have been my heart racing, but nothing moved, as my entire sensory perception at this moment was that of a sex doll. I was very excited by all of this, I mean what hot blooded man would not get at least a little excited seeing a doll of those proportions, along with the sensations that where passing through my sensitive areas even now. My nipples and crotch where tingling slightly but pleasantly.
A message appeared on the screen “+Score increase to 20 of 100.” I felt the pleasurable tingling in my sensitive areas increase ever so slightly.
+Player ScrtFtsh fully initialized and ready for play.
+Player ScrtFtsh security rights set to Admin.
+Player ScrtFtsh set to Game Master.
+Player ScrtFtsh hidden from player list.
+Opening game to first player in Queue.
I wondered at that moment how many players where in Queue!
+Player John successfully joined.
A moment later I heard the handle on the door turn and the door open, at which point the mirror screen went blank save the score and rounds.
I’m not sure if I was lucky or unlucky that the first user was John. He was more curious about the game dynamics than anything else, well except for my dynamics.
John: “Game show me user interface panel.”
Game: “I’m sorry Player John, you have not been given that privilege.” Retorted the Game in Sharon’s computerized voice.
John: “Game set user John to Admin.”
Game: “I’m sorry Player John, there can only be one admin at a time”.
John: “Sharon must still be logged in. Game log off Player Sharon”.
Game: “Player Sharon is not logged in”.
John: “Game how do I get admin rights?”
Game: “John this is Sharon” obviously a recording of Sharon this time. “Do not try to circumvent the safety measures I have put in place. And yes I know it’s you because no one else would be distracted by anything but the matter at hand. Enjoy John.”
With that I could hear Player John walking around the room for a few moments before finally opening the velvet curtains to peer into the bed. John grabbed my foot, squeezing and pulling slightly, getting a feel for the texture. “Wow, just like I remember it feeling. Sharon you have outdone yourself.”
+Player John enjoyment level 5, no score points awarded to Player ScrtFtsh.
John moved up onto the bed, but for a while he did not seem interested in me as a toy, but more as a curiosity. He poked me, prodded me, and checked out my entire body, so far ignoring any of my “adult” areas.
Sharon’s recorded voice came on again. “John, quit fuddy-duding around and do what you came here for, otherwise you will loose interest.”
“Give me a minute” John replied. “I’m enjoying your master craftsmanship here”. John reached up and grabbed my left breast, and fondled it some. Kneeling at my side John reached his other hand up and pressed two fingers into my mouth testing it. I could not believe how sensitive even my mouth was. I was actually getting a small amount of pleasure from this stimulation. I could feel that my tongue was actually welded to the bottom of my mouth, no longer separated.
+Player John enjoyment level 15, 1 score points awarded to Player ScrtFtsh.
John took hold of my arms and moved them so that my left hand was “pinching” my left nipple, and my right pointy and middle fingers where in my mouth, like I was sucking my them. John moved down the bed some, and grabbed hold of my knees. With some difficulty he pried them apart. He spent more time than necessary aligning my legs symmetrically so that I was spread eagle.

After arranging my legs how he wanted them he reached under my ass between my ass cheeks and pulled something out from between me and the bed. “OH! A remote!” John exclaimed. “You think of everything Sharon, don’t you?”

As he fondled my new womanhood, I felt a flood of sensations I never thought I would feel in my life, but often wondered about. The sensations where intense to say the least, I don’t think I could have not enjoyed them if I had tried. John pressed some buttons on the remote, testing them out. One turned on a large vibrator deep in my womb, another, a small vibrator under my clit. One of the buttons seemed to make my nipples vibrate, and another was obviously a self lubricator, when John pressed that the first time I thought I was going to wet myself as I felt slippery wetness fill my sex and seep out running down my ass crack which had also simultaneously self lubricated. John pressed two fingers deep into my sex, giving me an amazing feeling of fullness, and when he removed his fingers I felt empty and needy. John played with the various vibrators with his fingers and slicked up my entire sex with my own juices.
+Player John enjoyment level 25, 1 score points awarded to Player ScrtFtsh.
“John, I want you to fuck her, I want you to take her, enjoy her, use her, she is your toy to do with what you want, but you need to use her or she will be sad. I know you want her, take her, she’s yours!” Sharon’s recording had come on again. As John listened to Sharon’s now sultrier voice the mirror flashed update messages and subsequently my pleasure rose very slightly with each message.
+Player John enjoyment level 35, 1 score points awarded to Player ScrtFtsh.
+Player John enjoyment level 50, 1 score points awarded to Player ScrtFtsh.
+Player John enjoyment level 55, 1 score points awarded to Player ScrtFtsh.
My mirror score now read 25/100
It seemed that was all John needed, he had had his fun experimenting, and now he was excited. He got off the bed and I could hear him getting undressed. He climbed back in from the foot of the bed and rested himself perched at my entrance ready to take me. My heart would have skipped a beat if I could have felt it beat. I was looking up, staring at the back and ass of a man in the mirror that I had only met once at a Christmas party who was about to fuck my pussy. That thought alone was enough to keep my mind in light shock. As I felt him press up to my opening, I was reminded of my emptiness and my desire to be filled. My heart would have jumped again as I realized I wanted, deep down to be filled, wanting, as Sharon had been said, to be taken.
+Player ScrtFtsh score level raised to 33 of 100 by own enjoyment level.
As he fucked me both his enjoyment level and mine rose. He pumped away at my sex as he used the remote to experiment with the various features I had under my skin. His enjoyment level continued to rise until he climaxed at 100. Every time he rose 10 points I gained 1 point whether I wanted or not, but what was disturbing me even more was that my own enjoyment level was raising by my own accord therefore raising my score, therefore raising my pleasure, making it harder to stop enjoying it. By the time he was done with me my new score was 42 and my body was tingling pleasurably all over. My nipples and clit felt like they where vibrating even when the vibrators under my latex skin where not. After resting on me for a moment he sat up and pressed what I’m guessing was the clean button on the remote, because I felt a warm wash and what felt like a bottle brush cleaning my insides from the INSIDE OUT!
Once John had gotten dressed and left through the virtual door the mirror showed “End game 1/5” And the screen flashed a message about “Next in Queue notified of round start. Player has 30 seconds to accept.”
No sooner than the message flashed the door opened and the next person walked in.
+Player MilfBanger successfully joined.
This person, whoever they where, did not waste any time. Once they had peeked into the velvet enclosure they quickly had their clothes off and where on the bed. When he came into my view I saw what anonymous play looked like. He was a blank body, almost no features, no face, no eyes, nothing but a body with a featureless head on it, with a dick. He put my legs back together, and my arms back at my sides. He flipped me over and held my shins down with his legs as he grabbed my ass and lifted, once I was in the doggy position he pressed my face down into the mattress and pulled my arms behind my back. He wasted no time using the remote to turn on all my vibrators at once and lubricate me. He grabbed my wrists, pulled them together behind my back and without a word he plunged his tiny dick into my ass.

Apparently there was another button on the remote I didn’t know about yet, I could hear the remote button clicking repeatedly, and each time he pressed it his dick grew until finally it was the size of my wrist and at least 3 inches longer. Good thing for me that Sharon didn’t seem to have pain programmed into the scenario! Again his enjoyment level rose to 100 with his climax and I gained 10 points. Even though I had not necessarily “enjoyed” it myself, the constant pleasure sensations where growing. He left as quickly as he had shown up, and left me in the same doggy style position but on my side, cum dripping down my right butt cheek, out of my latex ass onto the bed, arms behind my back, and my remote stuck in my pussy.
End game 2/5
Score 52/100
+Player Exceeded 50 score Points and will now be rewarded.
I lay there wondering who would be next as I enjoyed the orgasm that wracked my mind and body as a reward for passing the 50 Score point.

FYI There will not be a sequel, if you can’t tell by my other writings here, I like to leave the story open for your private alter interpretations.



I post all of my stories month(s) ahead of time on my Patreon, if you've enjoyed this and want to access more content in more genres, please consider supporting me and becoming a Patron at

If you've enjoyed this story, please write to the author and let them know - they may write more!
back to