I walked into the room where the doll was being held. I couldn't wait to turn in my balding scalp and paunchy belly for some flowing blonde hair and incredible tits. This was only possible thanks to a new company which lets users wear and keep First-Person Female dolls... as long as you shot porn for them. But I explained that all before.
Where I expected to see a doll laying lifeless on the bed in front of me, I saw a woman deep in heat, her fingers rubbing up and down her tender clit.
"Looks like one of the executives decided to take Emilia here for a ride!" Bernie, the director who oversaw my new upgrade, said. Since they owned the company, they were pretty much given free reign to do what they wanted with the dolls. Laughing slightly, he asked, "Who's inside that pretty frame?"
"Aahh" she moaned gently. "It's ... aahhh ... Lu Kim in here" his slight Malaysian accent blending with the doll's voice. "I heard this model was coming in. I had to take these babies out for a spin before the long-term guy started to use her all the time!" Lu in Emilia leaned left to right, the tits wobbling off to the side. By this point he had grabbed the vibrator and was pushing it against his tight opening with all the strength he could muster.
"Hey you, give me a hand??" He asked, licking his lips. "This body is different. I need dick baaaad. And it's either you or grandpa over here." He said, gesturing to Bernie.
Without even checking to see if Bernie was offended I pounced on the bed. When would I ever get another opportunity to fuck a girl this hot? She was already halfway to an orgasm and was begging for it. I threw off my clothes, nearing her body. She climbed on and started to ride.
"Ohhh yes." Lu moaned. "You have no idea how good this feel for me. Have fun dealing with this sex drive, new guy."
As I looked up and saw the 30H cup tits bouncing above me, I wondered how it would feel for them to be on my chest, to be in my view as my dripping pussy was pounded. That lovely face with those luscious lips, mine when I looked in the mirror.
Every guy I passed would kill to be exactly where I was right now.
The goddess bouncing on my cock paired with the thoughts of being inside her head later was sending me over the edge. Luckily, the doll had also reached a breaking point. "Don't stop... I'm gonna... I'm cumming!!!" Lu said as he picked up the pace to a climax, his borrowed tits bouncing everywhere.
I fell back to catch my breath. "Not bad, new guy." Lu breathed. "I'll ride out her afterglow then get out. I've got a meeting at four anyway." He slipped on the bikini he had the doll in. "Oh yeah. Her pussy's a little full. But you only have yourself to blame for that one!"
"System menu. End transmission."
Emilia fell back, Lu's conciousness having left her supple frame. Now Emilia was open. Open for me.
"That was great, boy!" I looked over my shoulder. Bernie was there, with a camera. Apparently he had gotten it all on tape. "Looks like you weren't inside this doll for it's first shoot! Well, maybe you were. Ha ha ha!"
I was too excited to laugh. I walked towards the chair I was to leave my own body in when inhabiting Emilia, and the helmet that would put me there.
"Go ahead boy, try her on! You've earned it." Bernie said. I laid back in the chair, taking the helmet in my hands and settling it upon my head. It had two metal pads that rested over my eyes, which would convert her visual input into my own.
Well, here goes. "Begin transmission!"
I felt weak, then fell back before everything went dark. For a split second, I only percieved darkness. Then, boom.
I sat up, gasping in what I registered as a soft and sultry voice. A strand of blonde hair darted across my vision, reaching up to clear it out of the way, I saw my manicured blue nails come up for inspection. They wore a variety of gold rings. On her neck, my neck, was a gold medallion with the logo of the studio on the tag. The only reminder that this was in fact a mechanical body.
I looked over, seeing my old body on the bed. Even though I had done this as Crystal, from inside Emilia I seemed especially grotesque. Not important, given that my new body was anything but.
Bernie's speech snapped my out of my introspective trance. "Grab her fuckin' tits already!" He said. It was true, I had left the best for last.
I looked down to see two of the most incredible breasts I had ever seen attached to my chest. Reaching up my dainty and feminine hands, I gave them a squeeze. Whoa. Even doing that sent a rush of pleasure through my body, ending in my forehead and causing my vision to blur and me to throw my head back.
I sat up, pulling the bikini top off of each nipple. I gave them a squeeze, taking time to dance across them. Even this simple action was getting me going, more than a little riled up.
I looked across the room and saw Bernie drooling behind the camera. Even though this body was fresh out of some wild sex, it was raring to go again. I shrugged and reached my hand down my pants. Might as well give him a little show.
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