Trust Machines - Debbie Does Whatever #133
The video comes on. The only person visible is Roger, and he’s pacing back and forth. “How to... Fuck it. Hey. Here is Debbie.” He holds up a pink fleshlight. “Here is Gary.” He holds up a slim silver vibrator. Then he sets both on the desk, in view of the camera.
“They made a huge mistake. They trusted me. It’s not bad enough that Gary spends all his time as a girl, they talked my Jenny into being a guy. I played along, but... I could tell Jenny wasn’t into it. She only wants one thing, that girl...” He holds up a condom. “And now she can have it.”
He can’t help but notice the tone of the comments, and sneers. “How long? They wanted to be merged into a single catgirl for a month. So... that’s how long. I’m not changing them back.”
“They have lives? Could have fooled me. They look like sex toys.”
He opens the condom’s packet, rolls it onto the vibrator, and stuffs it into the fleshlight. He turns both on. “There. Have fun, you twisted fucks. Sucks you wanted to be merged for a month. I wish I’d been able to talk you into the year.”
With that, he storms out and the door slams in the distance.
All that’s left are the vibrating toys on the desk, rocking back and forth.
The chatroom, which had been filled with boos and hisses, watches with bated breath, reassuring each other that it’s only a stunt. Really. For sure. That Roger would be back aaaaaany time now.
Half an hour passes. Nothing. People start leaving the chat.
[Elliot] This isn’t funny any more. Does anyone know their address? I’m in the same city as Debbie’s Post Office box, I could go there.
[Horace] Sorry, no. But we should be able to narrow it down.
[Elliot] How much?
[Horace] Debbie didn’t have a Venn Machine nearby until just before #100. So check the list of known Venn Machines to see what showed up then.
[Elliot] That only gives us the city, which I already know.
[James] We also know they moved into a place only a couple minutes’ walk from the Venn Machine. They’ve even taken the mini-cam to and from it.
[Horace] Yeah, but it’s always focussed on them. Can’t see the buildings behind them, or the name of the mall.
[Elliot] It’s at NorthPark. That’s the only Venn Machine in town so far.
[James] I’ve already done some work trying to reconstruct the backgrounds of their minicam trips. It’s still kind of blurry, but... now that I know which mall it’s at...
[Elliot] They’d be using the northwest exit, that’s the one nearest the Venn Machine.
[James] Give me a couple minutes to sort this through.
[Elliot] They may not have a couple minutes!
[Horace] Seriously? They’re sex toys. What can go wrong? Well, more wrong?
[Elliot] Sorry. I always wanted to say that.
...
[James] OK. I think I have it. There’s a bunch of little old houses across the street from the mall, there. The yellow one, I can’t quite make out the address, but it’s the only yellow one.
[Elliot] Shoot. Not an apartment? I can’t just go breaking the door down.
[Horace] Maybe they have a key under the mat?
[Elliot] Seriously? Does anyone actually do that any more?
[James] Just head over there and see what you can do. Maybe they left a key with their neighbour.
[Elliot] Fine. I’m on my way. I’ve got the chat program on my phone, so I’ll keep in touch.
Some time later, a tapping sound can be heard in the background of the otherwise uninteresting video.
[Horace] I think I heard you knocking, Elliot. Was that you?
[Elliot] Yeah. I don’t know if I’m going to find a key here, though. It’s late, I’m not sure I want to bug the neighbours at this time of night.
[Horace] Check for a cheesy looking fake stone somewhere near the front steps.
[Elliot] I checked. No stones. No mat.
[Horace] Well, crap. Think you can knock the door down?
[Elliot] It looks pretty solid.
[James] Is it locked? The jerk left in a hurry.
...
A muscular guy steps into the view of the camera. “It wasn’t locked.”
Elliot is all of two steps away from the desk when Jenny appears, promptly tumbling off the desk once more. She accepts his offer of a hand up, rubbing her rump. Once she gets a good look at him, Jenny is star-struck and tongue tied. “Wha?”
Elliot patiently explains the events that led to his arrival. “Luckily, Roger didn’t lock the door on the way out. So even if you hadn’t changed back, this wouldn’t have ended in tears.”
“Do you want a condom?” blurts Jenny.
Elliot blushes. “I... just met you. And you want to...”
Jenny blushes even more brightly and looks away. “Sorry. I just spent the last eight hours as one, and I want to go right back to it.”
“Oh! Well, I suppose that could be arranged. But what should I do with you once you’re a condom?”
Jenny points at the sex toys still going at it on the desk. “That was awesome.”
“You do realize they’re stuck like that for a month? We should fix that.”
“Oh. Do we have to do it now?” asks Jenny, disappointedly.
“Yes. To the Venn Machine!” Elliot scoops up the two toys and heads out of the room.
Jenny looks around, grabs the portable minicam, and suddenly the video’s view swaps to the minicam. She follows behind Elliot, with the camera focused on his bum. At the Venn Machine, Elliot puts the vibrator in the left side, and the fleshlight in the right. He stands there tapping his foot. “What’s taking them so long?”
Jenny shrugged. “They’re probably picking out new bodies.”
A moment later two vixen-girls emerge from the machine. The one on the left is purple with green eyes, and the one on the right is green with purple eyes. “Hey. Thanks for the rescue,” says the purple vixen in Debbie’s voice. “Um... who are you?”
Elliot chuckles. “Right, you missed the last explanation. Short version, we saw what Roger did, decided to rescue you, and since I lived the closest I came over to see what I could do. I’m Elliot.”
Debbie tilts her head. “Elliot, as in delivered himself as a bra while I was a foot tall Elliot?”
“The very same.”
“That was fun,” giggled Debbie. “We should have you on the show again.”
Elliot points at the camera in Jenny’s hand. “We’re still on the air,” notes Jenny. “Say cheese!”
Everyone laughs.
“So. Now what?” asks Elliot.
“Well... I still want to try that merged body. Jenny, could you do the honors?”
The camera bobs up and down as Jenny nods, then heads into one side of the Venn Machine as Debbie and Gina go into the other.
“OK,” asks Jenny. “How should I do this? Just say blend?” A few of the interface bubbles highlight, and she touches one. “Woah. Trippy.”
There’s only one vixen visible in the interface now. She has four arms, green above purple. She also has four breasts, patterned the same way. One ear is green, one is purple, and there’s a swirl of green and purple fur over her face that carries on down her body. Her left iris is green, her right purple. “If you think it’ll work, give it a try,” says Debbie.
Jenny’s hand darts forward to touch the green circle. Debbie squeals as the interface image becomes her reality. “Oh wow! This looks wicked. Nice work.”
“Just luck, really.”
Debbie looks up from her multicoloured arms. “So. What can we do to you?”
“You know what I want,” says Jenny, softly.
“Condom.” A moment later, the video feed goes dark.
Several minutes later, the feed swaps back to the camera in the room, with the particoloured vixen crouching in front of the camera. “There you go, Debbie. Back online. Over to you,” says Gina’s voice.
Debbie bounces around. “And we’re back... and almost out of time. Well. It wasn’t exactly the show we wanted to have, any last requests?”
“I’ve got one,” says Elliot from the doorway.
Debbie turns to face him, tails swishing. “Shoot.”
“A date?”
“With us, or...” Debbie holds up a condom packet.
Elliot grins. “Yes.”
“Oooh. I’m game. Gina?” Debbie’s body wobbles a bit as they swap control.
“I...” Gina looks Elliot up and down. “Damn. I’m spending too much time female. You’re on.”
The multicoloured vixen wobbles again, then leans in to the camera and gives all four breasts a wiggle. “G’night.”
The video goes dark.