Later that week, I had come up to Darrell's apartment to discuss some more details for our. Darrell was himself now, and I could see Danielle's body laying lifeless in the bed.
"Ok, so here's her phone and id. The shoot is Friday at noon. Once you get there, load up the custom photoshoot module I made for you. It should load everything you need into her head." Darrell added, tapping Danielle's temple.
"Module? What do you mean by that. And how can I get access?" I responded. Even though I was very curious about First-Person Female dolls, I had never been in the position to use one.
"Sure." Darrell started. So modules are packages of skills or memories that you can pull from while you're in here. You activate them by saying "system menu" then the package you want to unlock. For example, the first time I was in there, I used the beauty skills module to do her hair and makeup perfectly."
I nodded in agreement, still trying to process that the busty latina body in front of me would be open for business soon.
"Now I need to show you how to get in and out." Darrell said. "This part's awesome, it's such a rush!" He sat down on the bed, pushed Danielle to the side and took a handful of her enormous tit. "I'm gonna miss you girls... treat Samson as well as you've treated me."
"Come on in and check this out."
I followed Darrell into a large walk in closet. There was a large reclining seat. A futuristic metal helmet sat on top, with the words "First-Person Female: Danielle" written on the side in small black letters. A woman's sillhouette stood next to it as the company's logo.
"When you want to get in, just put the helmet on and say "begin transmission". Your consciousness will automatically take over the doll." Darrell stated. "I've got to take off, but I'll be back in a week, so take good care of Danielle's body! Thanks again for doing this man. You're a lifesaver!"
I said goodbye and Darrell began to walk out. As I passed Danielle's body my heart began to thump again. Blood rushed to my penis. She was laying there, lifeless, mine for the taking.
I knew I would satisfy myself later to the memories of what her body looked like. Although I would be able to see a whole lot more when I was right there inside her frame.
Well, what was I waiting for. Time to dive headfirst into a busty latina body. I went into the closet, and grabbed the helmet. It was weighty, and had a number of metallic nodes on the inside which I imagined were what the computer used to interface with my brain. I set it on my head.
"Uhh... so what do I say again? Begin transmission?"
Boom. Darkness. I couldn't see, hear or feel anything. Then, boom again.
I was laying flat on my stomach with silky sheets surrounding me. I opened my eyes and took a sharp inhale. The pitch was off. Then again, everything felt slightly off. I leaned to the side, and whoa. I felt hair falling down into my view, and two incredible weights pulling my chest downward.
"Oh my..." I started before my hand came up to my mouth. Danielle's voice. It was mine now. "Testing. Testing. This is Danielle." I said aloud. The silky smooth voice coming back to me was tinged with my disbelief at what was unfolding.
Before turning over completely, I just took in the sensations. I felt the smooth bedsheets rubbing up against the massive tits below me. My legs felt thicker, my hips were definitely wider. I also noticed an unusual absence between my legs, feeling like something should be where there was nothing. Little strands of hair blocked my vision and when I went to swipe them away I noticed slender hands with painted nails.
I sat up fully and looked down. I knew what I was supposed to see, but I still couldn't believe it. "Holy shit. Danielle tits." I said in Danielle's voice as I peeked downwards. My mouth hung open in disbelief.
Two of the most incredible, juicy tits in the world were hanging off my chest. With a bit of apprehension, I poked one slightly, seeing the flesh move in around my slender finger. It was still soft, but firmer than I had imagined. After a few cautious pokes and grabs, I took the plunge and grabbed two incredible handfuls.
They were incredible. Danielle was weaker than me and they felt incredibly full and weighty. The fact that they extended so far from my body was new and alien to me. I smashed them up against my chest, pulled them apart, and even stuffed one in my mouth. I was a kid in a candy store with full and complete access to the tits I had jerked off to a hundred times.
While squeezing, I slid my hands forward toward the coffee brown nipples which stuck out like points. A soft pull was all it took to get a soft, feminine moan to escape my lips. Continuing the fun, I gave them a tight squeeze and pulled forward. The pain blended with the pleasure as I tested this new form's limits. I could only move them so far before the incredible weight of my tits pulled back and made it too much to bear. I laughed to myself, having the time of my life.
Looking down, I shifted my legs side to side, feeling some unfamiliar wetness below. I felt turned on, like really turned on. Reaching down, I felt my new pussy getting slicker by the second. It was then that I had an idea. I smirked with Danielle's face while kneading her tits, knowing what I was about to do. "System menu. End transmission."
I woke up as I heard Danielle's body falling backwards into bed. Walking back over. I saw it laying with its tits clutched in its hands just as I had been doing before.
I moved the hands away and grabbed a tit. It was incredible, still just as meaty and firm, but I couldn't feel the sensations. Reaching down to the pussy, it was still dripping wet from when I was in control.
Well, my dream woman was in front of me. The thought sent me into overdrive, and I ended up fucking her for what seemed like hours.
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