As she was helped to remove her clothes her beautiful body was slowly revealed. Many years ago she had decided to have the treatment that removed all her bodily hair, so there was nothing to come between her skin and whatever the devilish Machine decided to do to her. She was in fact an almost perfect 25 year old woman. Superb skin, luxuriant short cut hair, delightful well proportioned breasts with coral pink nipples, a trim waist, flat stomach, firm thighs, long legs, well toned muscles and her sexual organs were exquisite and as beautiful as the rest of her.
The construction of the Orgasmatron was such that it looked like a large semi-solid transparent blob or bubble of organic material, large enough to hold a human body. Transparent rainbow colors ran through it, rippling and changing; occasionally it stirred as though alive!
The Assistants helped her step up and into the bubble, her feet sank into the substance, but it bore her weight. Adjusting its self as she moved to sit then lay down, at first on the surface but quickly the blob accommodated her and she sank as though being lowered into thick liquid. It was as though she was relaxing in a bath of jelly; it was slightly warm and felt mildly pleasant. Soon it covered every inch of her from high on her neck to the tips of her toes. The living jelly creeping between her thighs, under her arms, everywhere!
The Bubble itself rested on a slightly raised dais, with no visible means of support, and Emmanuelle, now fully immersed, was visible from any angle or position.
An assistant made sure that Emmanuelle was comfortable, before attaching electrical contact pads to various parts of her head, especially behind her ears, on her temples and the back of her neck, and they were placed precisely so impulses and feedback could ensure the stimulation circuitry had the desired effect. "Now, you're all nice and snug," said one. Then she winked at Emmanuelle before placing a blindfold over her eyes so that any visual input would not detract from her other senses.
She took several deep breaths as she tried to relax and settle into the unusual substance that was the main body of the device. It bore her weight with ease, resisting her pressure when she moved her legs, holding her body in position as she made her self ready.
The final checks were done and the greatest and what was supposed to be the very ultimate and intense sexual experience began. The bubble trembled, undulated and began to move slowly over and around her, as though feeling out what was caught in its' wonderful web. The colors now appeared to coalesce, become stronger, more purposeful.
The mighty ORGASM MACHINE, THE ORGASMATRON came to 'life'.