The wireless human interface, or WHi-Fi as the inventors called it, had been a black-Ops funded garage lab success in testing on mice and the two co-inventors were excited as they readied for an impromptu field test amongst unsuspecting human subjects.
Upon entering the busy club, with management's blessing under the guise of a social sciences doctorate study program in mapping and studying social movements and interactions, the two software engineers located a back table that gave them an excellent view of the expansive dance club before them. The operator opened the bulky looking laptop and after hitting a few buttons, the scan of the crowd was enabled.
As little icons on the screen, each person showed up with a unique signal, all available on roughly the same frequency wave. Indistinguishable labels anonymously identified each person, moving around on the virtual map of the establishment. Suddenly, they eyed an unbelievably beautiful woman walking past them. The operator and his observer looked at each other knowingly, for their first live test subject had been found.
After a few keystrokes by the operator, her signal was identified on the screen. To their surprise, however, the woman's reception signal was much stronger than all of the others. Not fully understanding this new technology they had created and were now live testing, they did not really understand why her signal seems so much stronger than from all of the others in the crowd, but they were unconcerned and dismissive of the anomaly. They just wrote it off as an unexpected bonus that the subject of their first live, blind human test should be sending out such a strong transmission.
The woman's icon was highlighted and then with the click of a mouse, the feeder program was activated.
***
Aurelia was walking back from the bar with her drink to her private booth when all of a sudden, without any warning, a bout of dizziness overtook her. Luckily she was just arriving at her table and she was able place her drink down onto the table before spilling it and she seated herself before just before her legs gave out.
Aurelia's first thought was to scan the immediate crowd to see if anybody was giving her undue attention. "Have I been drugged?" she silently asked herself. "If so, surely my would be attacker would be watching me. " She continued to scan the crowd, noting "nothing but the usual passing leers of horny men.", she thought.
"Surely my life force cannot already be in need of replenishment.", she reasoned, rightfully understanding that she had not been made to endure any untold fatigue from being in any perilous battles or situations, of late.
Her thought came back to wondering if she had somehow been drugged, as the feeling she was experiencing was a feeling that she had only ever before experienced at the hands of would be assailants trying to bring her down by way of drugging her.
***
"Okay, we're in!" the operator declared to his observer co-inventor.
On the laptop's screen, Aurelia's thoughts appeared as interpreted text. Her vital signs were also on screen, graphed like a patient hooked up to life support machinery in an operating room.
"There, the dizziness as the expected side effect of our accessing her neuro-network. She's not aware of our invasion"
"Excellent!" the observer opined. "Let's test this baby's effectiveness with a little experiment."
"Just like we talked about.", the operator agreed with a chuckle.
At a frantic pace, the operator typed in an instruction set into the computer. Hitting enter, he then explained, "There, the command has been sent. Her neuro-receptors should now be reacting.
***
Aurelia's jaw dropped as her dizziness faded, only to be replaced with an incredible feeling of arousal. As she continued to scan the crowd, her eyes became fixated upon the well sculpted bodies dancing erotically on the dance floor in front of her.
Aurelia's hand drifted down to her leg, slowly moving up her thigh and under her skirt. Coming to touch her panties, she was shocked by how wet her panties had become. With her finger only gently pressing upon the indentation in her wet panties, her body began to quiver as she felt as though she were on the cusp of an unexplainable orgasm. Aurelia's fingers instinctively began to rub herself more furiously as her head fell back with her body surrendering to an intense orgasm that seemed to come out of nowhere.
***
The two men laughed at the feedback being received. "Look, there." the operator said, pointing to the screen. "She's having an orgasm and we can see by her thoughts she's completely oblivious as to how this could be."
The observer suggested, "Let's turn this up a notch. Implant the suggestion that she wants to be a total slut that wants to dance with the ugliest guy she can quickly find and that she wants to have him have his way with her right on the dance floor."
The operator laughed a geeky laugh as he complied, "Sounds like fun! Then as she's entertaining us, we can run a scan to learn more about this little vixen of a test subject."
***
As Aurelia orgasm subsided, she felt an unexplainable lustful desire to dance with somebody, anybody, NOW! She didn't understand why, but she was being overcome with a desire to pick the most unlikely guy she could see, to let him have his way with her.
She scanned the peripheral of the dance floor with her gaze stopping upon a group of three young men. It was debatable whether they were even of proper age to be in such an establishment, but alone they most certainly were, which was good. No jealous girlfriends to deal with.
Two of the guys were significantly over weight and not very fashionably dressed. The third was just as geeky in appearance, but he was slim. Drawing her look up to his face, Aurelia could see that if his body did not undermine his chances with the ladies, his geeky face surely sealed his lonely fate.
Aurelia felt pity and she wanted to reward him with the most unlikely night of his life. She wanted him and she wanted him now! Not just want, she needed him!
A slow, moody electronica song came over the sound system causing the dancing throngs to pair off the slow dance. This was her chance. Aurelia stood up and made a direct line for the geeky object of her irrational desires.
"Hi, I'm Aurelia. Dance with me."