Chen

Continued from part 07, comments, either positive or negative are always welcome! Who knows? Your ideas might end up in future episodes!

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Cassandra's heart was racing. She couldn't turn her neck around completely to see what Sheldon was doing. Even if she could, all she would see was her gigantic posterior.

She was, however, able to have a bird's eye view of her surroundings and her body thanks to the cockpit- like display she had in front of her. She switched viewpoints to look at the audience, most of them she knew for years. Their faces full of amazement and horror even.

She couldn't speak or express herself with the thick tube down her throat. But the advanced neural interface allowed her to communicate via her holographic self.

"Sheldon," said the holographic Cassandra, "Spread my legs wide apart so the audience can see my vaginal cup better. "

Sheldon obliged by tapping on a hand held tablet. The leg restraints came alive and hydraulic pistons pushed the Hucow's thighs apart almost 180 degrees. Cassandra tightened her eyes and grabbed her joysticks hard as the pain of such a massive split shot through her hip sockets. She was flexible, but this was extreme.

The crowd gasped at the grotesque pose. Her vacuum sealed womanhood was no longer obscured by her massive thighs. It filled the transparent cup. A throbbing mass of dark pink flesh, like a beating heart stuck between her legs.

Sheldon then applied some lubricant to his fingers and pushed first one and then two into his helpless Managing director's anus. She opened up and let him in saying, "Mmmm yes, yesss... massage my hole Sheldon, fill it with cool lubricant, I need plenty deep inside me...mmmm,"

He then turned his attention to the dildo which stood ready to go in. A red laser pointer from the center of the dildo was used to pinpoint its target. Sheldon adjusted several dials so that the red laser dot precisely aligned with Cassandra's anal opening. She opened her anus once again the the light shone into her rectum. All was ready!

"Thank you Sheldon. Now, my breasts are aching for release. I haven't been milked for almost two hours now. And I haven't been fucked for at least an hour. This is the longest I've been without being milked or fucked for the past six months. Once the process begins, my neural network will be a total mess. I won't be able to communicate via my hologram. So, If you have any questions, please ask them now before we begin," said the beautiful and smartly dressed holographic Cassandra.

"You said you won't stop the treatment. How will this end?" asked a gentlemen.

"We don't know exactly. All I can say is despite the threat to my life, I won't stop till my body gives up. We shall continue the treatment till my dying day. Our teams have already developed virtual models to predict how the process shall end. I must say there are several scenarios, all of which don't end well for me. We are already prepared for multiple organ failure, a special ICU unit with our latest bionic organs are ready for me here on the resort itself. We predict I won't be able to move and shall be confined to the ICU within the next month. Our experiments in trans humanism are my only way out at this point, by transferring my brain into a host machine by the time my body fails,"

"Cassandra, if you are being milked and stimulated 24/7, how can you focus on managing such a vast and diverse group of investments? We're concerned about your capacity mentally," said one lady.

"That's a very good question. Thanks to my brain implant I am able to disconnect my spinal cord and thereby losing all sensation from the neck down. This allows me to focus on work, while the milking goes on none stop," said the Hucow.

"What if something happens to you all of a sudden?" asked another.

"You mean if I die now? Well that is a possibility. My body is so large that my heart may even give in during this orgasmic session. To me the possibility that I might die while being fucked is the most exhilarating feeling of all. But don't worry, as my deputy Mary is more than capable of handling such a crisis,"

"Now, without further adieu, let me introduce my assistant Chen. She will initiate the milking sequence. I'll need intensive care once I orgasm, so Chen will take over introducing you to our latest project. And If I don't make it through today's session, I want to say that it was a pleasure working with you and I am very proud of my current situation," said Cassandra.

The crowd broke into uneasy applause as another amazing figure walked into the limelight;

The figure was completely clad in white rubber, from head to toe with black splotches resembling the markings of a cow. She was petite, barely five feet tall with large 36D breasts. Her bum was round and cute and her hips swayed as she walked. A cow's tail butt plug hung from her anus down to her knees with a tuft of black fur.

Her face was obscured by a shiny form fitting helmet with a mirror visor and blunt snout like face. Two circular air filters attached to either side of the snout. The silhouette of breast pumps and tubes were clear beneath the extremely tight latex of her breasts.

Her abdomen sported the most prominent feature of her suit, extending like a small pot belly were six udders, rosy pink like human flesh. They dripped with milk as if recently sucked on. Her crotch was exposed. The latex suit split around it and pushed it out. The fake udders matched the pink flesh color of her pussy perfectly.

Her shapely thighs and calves were sheathed in latex ending with a 4 inch hoof and no heels. Her arms also ended in hoofs. Shiny black with metal shoes. Her feet clicked as she walked gracefully though the crowd.

As she passed them the crowed saw that there were no visible seams. The only exposed part of her body was her gorgeously cute pussy. A slight hump on her back indicated there was some apparatus underneath. Chen climbed the steps of the podium and stood beside the monstrosity that was Cassandra Newton.

To be continued...