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Arriving at the employees' room of Wonderland, Alice guided me to the booth. The outside of the machine was covered in a layer of pink paint and topped with balls of cotton shaped like clouds. Entering the booth, the inside looked very similar, there was even a special headset laying on the seat. Its earmuffs were shaped like little clouds as well.
"Take a seat," Alice instructed.
As I sat down, Alice used various straps to tie me down. The booth had more straps than the doll box she tied me down to before. By the time Alice finished, I was completely immobilized.
Alice then opened a compartment in the machine and procured an item from it. At first sight, it looked like some sort of glasses, but this particular piece of eyewear was different in the sense that the model of it was shaped in such a way that, in my immobilized state, I could only see the screen in front of me. Everything else was essentially blocked off by the eyewear.
"Pay attention to the screen and the sounds," Alice said. "I'll head back out to take care of orders that need to be shipped. Training you caused quite the backlog, so I won't be checking in for a while. Anyway, enjoy. You'll feel better after this, I promise."
I felt Alice plant a kiss on the side of my head before she placed the fluffy cloud headset over my head, closed the booth, and walked to the back where she pressed some buttons on an interface before walking off.
For a moment it was quiet and dark, but then the screen turned on. There were beaches, and waves that hit its shores, accompanied by the sounds of the sea, waves, and seagulls in the distance. It was very relaxing and comforting. Suddenly, a voice started speaking. It felt very empathetic and caring, almost motherly.
"Feeling a bit down? Afraid? Ashamed?" the voice asked. "Don't worry. You experienced a natural part of life. There's nothing to be ashamed or fearful of." The video shifted to slowed-down footage of a group of girls playing games on the beach.
"It's natural to be curious about yourself and your desires," the voice said. "After all, as humans, we're all unique. We are not programmed like machines are. For instance, it's considered natural for men to be attracted to women based on a biological need to procreate. But in this day and age, sexual attraction goes far beyond procreation. Contraceptives are even commonly used to prevent procreation so that couples may indulge in sex purely for fun."
The video shifted again, now depicting half-naked men on the beach. "As the reason for having sex shifted, it became apparent that there was no longer a need to keep the male/female pairing in place," the voice explained, as the men in the video stopped playing games and sat down at a beach bar, where the women from before had also ended up. "Men and women alike discovered that they could also turn to their own kind when the sex did not require procreation."
Images of women kissing and groping women were stitched together with those of men getting handsy with each other too, as suggestive words started to appear briefly on the screen. "In some cases, not having to worry about the possibility of pregnancy even made the sex more enjoyable between same-gender pairings," the voice reasoned. "Same-gender sex should feel good. There's no need to feel ashamed or guilty about it. So, allow the following videos to teach you, and rewire your brain to accept the enjoyment of sex, regardless of gender pairings."
A tube descended from the booth's ceiling. With my head locked firmly in a predetermined location by the straps of the booth, the tube knew exactly where to go as it forced itself against my lips, where it soon after pushed itself inside my mouth.
The lightly erotic slowed-down clips were replaced with more suggestively themed content. Women undressing, a close-up of an ass, a bulge in boxer shorts. Breasts hanging freely as a bra was being undone, an ass being ground against with a strapon. The video became a compilation of both heterosexual and same-sex pairings enjoying the moment and building their way up to a sexual climax. All the while, suggestive words, and sentences flashed on the screen, but never long enough to really read what they said.
The tube that had nestled itself between my lips began to vibrate, and before long, a liquid began to drip into my mouth. It tasted somewhat salty, maybe even bitter. I couldn't tell for sure. A counter appeared in the corner of the screen. "1"... the videos continued. Eventually, I deduced that every time a man orgasmed on the screen, the counter went up by one and another few drops came through the tubing.
After some time, the strange taste stopped bothering me. I couldn't tell if there was an aphrodisiac ingredient in the liquid, or if the video or audio had been influencing me, but eventually, I lost interest in the heterosexual clips. They began to feel stale, and I found myself more excited for clips of same-sex pairings, especially between two men. It made the counter go up a lot faster, which felt like a high score being raised.
At the start, most of the clips of men were simply of two average men jerking themselves off, but as time went on one of the men started looking increasingly feminine, dressing feminine, and acting more and more submissive. They seemed to do the most interesting things imaginable. At some point, I thought I was looking at a kinky heterosexual couple, only to find out it was, in fact, two men living out a kinky fantasy. The unexpected discovery made me aroused beyond explanation.
Sometimes the screen turned blank, and I thought I saw Alice's smiling face appear before me. But then I blinked, and the video was playing again. At a certain point, I stopped thinking about how much time had passed. All I still cared about was reaching a high score nobody could ever take away from me.
Suddenly a machine-like voice spoke as a scanning device covered my eyewear, "Congratulations, you have reached the end of this session. Your score is now 450. Would you still like to increase that score? Close your left eye for yes, right eye for no."
If I've already reached the end, then I should take the extra points to make sure nobody can beat me, I thought as I closed my left eye.
"Input detected: Yes," the voice confirmed. "Left for 5 points, right for ten points. Both for-"
