Morphing into a cyborg
for San Francisco's Fetish Ball, the freshly named "5 of 3 tertiary
adjunct 69" adopted her character, slipped into her non-human brainscape
and reported back to us on her objective experience. The account is
as follows:
Drone report tertiary adjunct 69
Location: Spiral arm Jerrico, Spexel c-9 (Earth)
Local designation: San Francisco Fetish Ball 03-12-05
It was not hard for this one to infiltrate the SF fetish ball with
my half humanoid physique. This one proceeded to earnestly observe
the wild un-augmented species in their bazaar mating rituals.
Within range of this one's probes were many nubile bodies covered
in latex of various configurations to promote sexual excitement. The
female of the species, while especially bulbous, took full advantage
of said material to present breasts and buttocks in a pleasing fashion
to everyone in attendance. While some chose miniscule fashions to
achieve this effect, others preferred brief cut-outs to accent their
assets.
Strange square devices flashed to capture colorful two-dimensional
images of the stimulating behavior as the crowd slowly worked itself
into a frenzy. The recording of said behavior must serve as an autoerotic
function for those who could not attend. The voice recorders used
must serve a similar sexual function as observed in their advertising.
The humans arranged the "event" into floors, with a private all male
section on the third. This one is insufficiently male by design and
could not so observe the area. The second floor was comprised of a
private VIP play space for the remaining partygoers who were not so
discerning of gender and who had paid for the upgrade of services.
Madame S Fetters held a "fashion show" on the main floor. Representatives
of the female of the species modeled "Korsets" (their own word) and
latex clothing designed to excite and heighten sexual gratification.
They turned gracefully to reveal every feature of each outfit to the
delight of the crowd. The chosen representatives manifested every
aspect of their sexuality in their performance (except the actual
act itsel, unfortunately).
Next they held a "contest" which I entered in an effort to fully understand
the ritual itself. They led each "contestant" across the stage (very
briefly) to let the crowd observe our ornamentation. My cyborg implants
seemed to serve this purpose in the wild humans' eyes. The one wearing
a latex ball gown a la Marie Antoinette held a mask high before her
eyes and a leash to her very own sex toy in the other hand. I was
not aware we could capture wild humans for our own endeavors, sexual
or otherwise.
An oddly graceful male named Paul Nathan with convex pieces of clear
plastic over his eyes spoke into an amplifying device to tell the
crowd who had won. The beautiful female in the ball gown had won the
favor of the crowd and also a 1000 dollar prize. This one was more
interested in the process than any reward for good behavior.
The music was called "techno" if this one overheard correctly. People
threw themselves around to the beats generated by large mixing boards.
The music was compatible with my cyborg implants, but left me frazzled
after a few minutes.
As I made my way down the corridor to the exit I was pounced upon
by more two-dimensional image-makers. Micro-flashes caught my every
move as I tried to find a less stimulating environment outside. This
one had to reboot systems immediately upon leaving.
This one removed all major components so I could more easily maneuver
at the "after party" about to be attended. The event was in a well-appointed
space with good flow called the Climate Theater. The atmosphere was
festive and open as the revelers arrived from the main event.
They played more "techno," and bodies collided to the beat, sometimes
not disconnecting. Each person became part of a larger mass and let
loose any social taboos on sexuality. It was a frenzy of hormones
and perverted intentions. If this one was not mostly a machine, composure
would have been lost.
5 of 3 tertiary adjunct 69 signing off for regeneration and subsequent
study of these humans and their sexuality by your command. This one
returns her consciousness to the whole of us that is I.
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sure to also check out our photo review of the opening exhibit and
pre-ball party here! You can learn more about the author at www.evilponygirl.com.
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EROTICA
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