Natasha moaned softly. Closed her eyes, bit her lip. She could feel the excitement building inside once more . A couple more minutes and all the sexual tension inside her would finally be released she was sure. The gentle thrusting inside her was building, going a little faster. A little deeper. The demonic buzzing right on her clit was becoming more intense. Her nipples throbbed in that dull removed way that clamps that have been on a while caused. She knew that they would be electric when they were removed. She could feel her heart pounding, her pussy clamping hard around the accelerating invader inside her. So close. 

And then it stopped. Again. She gasped and looked wild eyed across the empty bedroom, panting, almost sobbing with frustration. The super king bed was carefully made up in expensive sheets. The room was tastefully decorated in subdued tones. On the far side of the room on a dresser a tv showed a very incongruous image. A young women, pretty features, dark hair and light tan. The women was quite naked, revealing fully her sensuous curves and firm but generous breasts. She was kneeling astride something the shape of a small barrel. Her hands appeared to be tied behind her back only serving to show off her generous figure. Shiny clamps hung from each nipple, joined by a weighty looking chain. Natasha didn't have to imagine how the girl felt, for it was her. Well sort of. It was a digitised version of her created for her boy friends amusement and titillation, in an attempt by Natasha to shake up their relationship that had worked all too well. All that was left of Natasha's physical body was a head, its neck capped off with a slender metal collar. She was currently sat on shelf at one end of the room.

She moaned again as the sybian sex toy her digital form was riding rumbled back to life. Although she was unable to influence any control over her virtual self she felt every touch, every bite, every stroke, every bind, every pinch, every lick, every kiss. Everything that happened in the digital world felt totally real to her even though nothing actually existed below her neck. She adjusted to the gentle stirring, knowing it would intensify, wishing she could shift or wriggle a little. It was a contradictory existence. She never got cramp or sore or any of the practical downsides that a real body would suffer from and yet she felt every sensation, stimulation or source of arousal perfectly. Then she heard the front door open and close.

"Hello, did you have a fun week?"

Natasha smiled weakly, deciding not to answer. She couldn't hate Carrie, despite the glee she seemed to take in dreaming up new torments. Natasha had entered into her new life, if that was the word, willingly and Carrie was simply having fun, which was Natasha's role after all. She watched the tall blonde strut across the room like she owned it and slip out of her tight black dress, revealing a slim figure and barely there breasts. Did she never wear underwear? Natasha was hurt that her man had found a replacement so quickly. The idea of being gadegetised had been to try and get some more attention in the face of his apparent workaholic-ism at his new IT start up. But it had only taken a couple of months for him to start dating the blonde gym instructor and now it seemed he had plenty of time. And a replacement almost the opposite of her. 

Helpless to do much else Natasha watched as Carrie laid back on the bed, her bed, and picked up the tablet that controlled everything about her life. She moaned louder as the sex toy she was perched on ramped up its attack on her desperate pussy. Faster and faster, vibrating deep inside her with an industrial strength.

"Must have been a long week, home alone with only that big dildo inside you for company ?" Carrie smiled. "What do you think to the new O monitor upgrade he added? "

Natasha's only reply was another loud moan. One of the things that she hadn't counted on was the ability for the app that controlled her to be upgraded whenever someone thought of a new means of torment or stimulation. In this case Carrie had been delighted to explain that the new feature monitored how close Natasha was to achieving an orgasm and automatically dialled back whatever was in play on the app at the time to make sure Natasha got to the very brink and then stopped. If that wasn't scary enough it had turned out that the happy couple were off for a week in the Bahamas and were leaving Natasha "on" for the week to see what effect the constant stimulation and denial would have. 

"Wow that was quick" 

Natasha's ex walked in shedding clothes as he went. Kicking his Calvin Klein's across the room he grabbed Natasha and dropped her on the bed, placing her between Carrie's legs. Moments later she was taking him into her mouth, working her lips and swirling her tongue as she felt him stiffen and grow while her kissed and licked at his new girls nipples. All too soon she was cast aside  as he entered Carrie instead. She lay helpless rolling a little  as the couple had sweaty energetic sex on the bed right next to her. Meanwhile her virtual invader kept her on the edge almost delirious with frustration.

"God you are amazing..."  He rolled to one side and grabbed a fresh lungful of air. 

Carrie rolled over languorously and reached out around the bed until she found the helpless head and lifted Natasha carelessly by her hair, planting her deep between her hot thighs. Natasha knew what she was to do and began to lick soothingly and gently gradually increasing the pace until she brought the blonde to another climax. 

"She's getting better at that, we must taste good together Darling. Shame she has to go really..."

"I...."

"But having your ex here as some sort of sentient sex toy is no way start our engaged life together".

Natasha felt as if the wind was knocked out of the body she no longer had. Go ? Engaged ?

"Lets get started , I want this done today" 

"Ok Darling " 

What a wimp, Natasha glowered, whats he doing to me? Her mouth opened and closed wordlessly as she watched the blonde bring a L shaped piece of wood into the room. Had they turned her voice off ? Still flushed and naked she set the thing that looked a bit like an old fashioned book end on the bed then covered it with a black cloth. Her ex then fiddled with the tablet for a few seconds and everything changed. First off the machine inside her finally stopped. Natasha didnt know whether to scream or cry. Then she realised that she couldn't feel anything at all below her neck. Actually there was something, her bum, her...

"Lets see if it worked ?" 

Carrie pulled away the cloth and Natasha choked. The L was now filled with a human lower torso. The "waist" was attached to the upright of the wooden frame whilst two bits of spread thigh only a couple of inches long went down to the base. If the rest of the person had been visible she would have been bent over at right angles, legs a little apart, bum high, showing everything. Natasha was in no doubt the severed hips and thighs belonged to her. 

Meanwhile he had pushed in two odd looking stands from the hallway. The looked a bit like office chairs, without a seat on the base and with a longer stem. Natasha was not at all taken aback when he slotted her disembodied hips onto one of the wheeled stands then her head onto the other, something screwing into the metal cover over the base of her neck. 

"Shall we try her out? For old times sake ? " he asked. Natasha wasn't sure if she detected a tinge of regret in his voice or if that was wishful thinking. She thought she must be in shock or something, she felt a calmness that seemed just wrong as he adjusted the height of her head a little then flopped his flaccid member into her mouth.

It took several minutes of skillful work to get him back to full hardness. Natasha was oddly proud of the dexterity she had developed since she had been changed. She felt him swell as Carrie slapped her disconnected ass impatiently watching from across the room. Once he felt her work was done they swapped. He began to thrust into her upturned ass while Carrie sat on the edge of the bed and lowered the height of the head stand a little so Natasha's tongue could delve into her. He finished quickly, Natasha could feel him pull out , feel the warm remains on her butt. It was odd after seven months of no feelings below the neck beyond the virtually generated ones. It took a few more minutes before Carrie was satisfied and pushed the head away, by which time he was in the shower.

"Now I suppose you wonder what we are up to ? Well it's been fun but, you know, two's company three's a crowd.... So we found you a new home. He's restored your pussy and ass as you can see. The rest of you has been deleted. Yup. You heard right"

Natasha's mind reeled. What did that mean? Gone for ever ? Could the magician restore her ? But even if he could how would he ever know ? 

"We have had our fun so we are selling you. Remember his friend Kurt? Well he's given two hundred and fifty thousand bucks for you . Cool huh. Don't worry, we aren't complete monsters, we have put ten percent of the money into your bank account. Although how you will ever be in shape to need money again I have no idea..."

Natasha was dumb founded, too confused to be upset or angry, her mind was just trying to process what was happening. It was all too much. Racking her brains she tried to remember Kurt. Then it came to her. The flash guy with the Corvette. He had an online store selling kinky underwear? And. Oh no. And a adult website business.

Carrie watched the face on the head on a stand until she thought the pretty brunette had stopped reeling. 

"You got it, you gonna be in show business, well in a way. Turns out Kurt was paying out good money for fluffers. You know helping the stars warm up, and clean up. It turns out you will pay for yourself in less than two years. Given what you did to yourself to turn him I even managed to convince him you would like it. So he won't be feeling too guilty. And in just in case you don't like the idea.. I muted your voice in the app before we deleted everything else" 




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"CUT!! " 

"What the.. OK shes' not looking good from here. Get Natasha's butt out here and we can shoot some close ups of the double pen that way"

Natasha blinked and looked up as her hips were wheeled out on their stand to two waiting guys. They were both huge in every respect, although nothing she hadn't dealt with before. She felt an assistant rub a little lube into each hole then turned her attention back to the row of limp dicks waiting in line in front of her. Gang bang days were always hard work.....