Chapter 8

The cock didn’t grow at Jason’s touch like he expected. Apparently the equipment was there, but the instinct wasn’t, at least yet. Undoubtedly the Device was working on it, and the software he knew so well, was now madly trying to interpret each other’s thoughts and sort out the neural patterns that probably were responsible for instinct.

“We don’t have each other’s instincts yet. We can try it anyway and see what happens.”

As Jason said this, his fingers were still on the part of Katie’s cock he knew was effective when it was his own.

“No, not yet,” she replied. “Let’s get a feeling for it first. I mean-- we’re just out of puberty and rushing to lose our virginity before we even understand ourselves. You haven’t even had your first period-- no, I guess I’ll spare you that. You probably wouldn’t like it and we don’t have the time.”

Jason was thusly reminded once again of the power the Device could vest in someone.

He started thinking of the political uses of it. Literally, you could cause someone great mental duress even though the Device would prevent someone from inflicting much physical pain. You could have someone raped by a goat in the middle of Times Square, and although it wouldn’t do any physical harm or even be painful, it would be humiliating and unpleasant, and enough things like that could persuade anyone to do anything. Certainly something to look into if the Device gets any further “official” interest.

Katie was up now, and Jason got up too. She dressed them both, in clothes similar to the ones they were really wearing. It happened suddenly, and Jason realized that the tightness around his bosom meant that Katie had decided to outfit him with a bra. Given the size of its contents, it seemed necessary. Everything else felt normal except the lightness between his legs.