The Monolayer Project The Team

The Team

Teresa phoned Deborah at eight the next morning. "We have a full day's worth of volunteers," she said, "but if you can come here about two-thirty we'll show you around, and see if we can get you paired with a female volunteer."

Precisely at two-thirty Deborah found Teresa waiting for her at the entrance to the basement, wearing a short white lab coat that showed off a pair of attractive legs covered in pink and green patterned tights. Teresa handed Deborah a lanyard attached to a card, with her name, picture, and a QR code. "This is your staff ID card. The QR code gives you full access to both sides of the facility."

The bottom of the stairs terminated in front of three locked doors. The day before, the Teresa had met her here and led her through the left hand door. Now, however she directed Deborah to the right. Inside, another locked door led into a changing area: lockers to their left, an open shower area beyond them, a cluster of private bathrooms to the right, and a small sitting area in between. On the far wall a set of double doors led to the rest of the facility.

Deborah was startled to see a young man getting undressed in plain sight in front of one of the lockers. She looked at Teresa questioningly.

Teresa smiled. "Nudity is the norm around here. All our volunteers have to be naked when we're applying the monolayers, and when they're being tested. Eighteen of our twenty-eight staff have primarily female anatomy, although not all of them identify as heterosexual female. There are only three staff members who identify as heterosexual male. Garnet insists that our workplace be completely gender neutral, so we're all quite comfortable using the same shower, toilet, and change facilities."

"We're required to shower and change? Why?"

"The monolayer development lab, and the electronics and informatics labs are all clean areas. All our staff are required to shower on arrival, and to wear full-length body suits that Garnet has custom made." Teresa unfastened her lab coat and opened it. "The material is a monomer that wicks away perspiration, and it's very comfortable to wear, It is very revealing, but the geometric patterns take the eyes away from the intimate parts."

Pink and green shapes swirled over Teresa's body suit. She was right; the patterns of complementary colors did a lot to break up her anatomic details, but by peering closely Deborah could clearly see Teresa's nipples, her belly button, the landing strip of pubic hair on her vulva, and the folds of her labia. "Omigod! You don't wear underwear underneath it?"

"Nope." Teresa laughed. "You'll get used to it. You're our twenty-eighth staff member. You'll find locker twenty-eight just over there," Teresa pointed to the right. "Your key card will open it. There's body suits in there for you. Use a fresh one each day. We have our own special laundry service for them. Leave your clothes in there and go and shower before putting one on."

Deborah found her locker and opened it. Several purple and yellow body suits hung inside. She nervously undressed and walked to the showers. The young man she'd seen before gave her a glance as she turned on the water. "You must be Deborah," he said. "I'm Alec."

"Hi, Alec." Deborah tried to be nonchalant about their mutual nudity. It helped that his penis didn't seem to be reacting to the sight of her body.

Is he gay? Or are they all unaffected by the sight of a naked body? He is cute, though.

Alec turned out to be quite chatty, and Deborah learned that he worked in one of the electronics labs. "Garnet's got us doing in depth analyses of the data we collected from you yesterday. It's crazy, we have no idea why you're receiving signals from another monolayer. They're supposed to only work in direct contact with the skin."

"But I thought the signals were also broadcast by the thingee they stuck to my belly button?"

"The nano-transceiver? Yes, but that signal is compressed and encrypted before it's broadcast." A strange look appeared on his face. "Oh, wait a minute. What if...?" Alec turned off the shower he was under. "Sorry, Deb--I gotta run. Just had a brainwave."

Deborah finished her shower, dried off and stepped into the purple and yellow body suit. It proved surprisingly easy to get into. The inside was practically frictionless, and slipped easily over her legs and arms. The suit lay open from her groin all the way to her neck. She peered around to the sitting area where Teresa was waiting. "Teresa, how do you close this thing?"

"It's a tongue and groove fastener," Teresa laughed. "Just pinch it together at your crotch, and slide your finger and thumb up to your neck."

The suit wasn't at all constricting; Even though it clung intimately to her breasts, vulva, and between her butt cheeks, Deborah could barely feel it at all.

Teresa led her through the double doors at the far end of the change room, and into what Deborah assumed to be the staff lounge. There were a half a dozen tables for eating, couches and easy chairs, a couple of televisions, computer stations, and a fully appointed kitchen.

Three girls were sitting around a table, eating. One was wearing an orange and black patterned body suit, another, red and green, and the third, blue and pink. "These are three of our monolayer techs," Teresa introduced then. "I believe you've already met them, but they are:" she pointed to the one in orange and black,"Lydia," then the one in red and green, "Jennifer," blue and pink, "Tracy."

"Your body suits match your wet suits?" Deborah asked.

"Yes," Lydia replied. "We're all color coded. And welcome aboard."

"Thank you."

"So we'll be prepping you again," Jennifer said. She looked to Teresa. "She's pairing with a girl this time?"

Teresa nodded. "Yes, we're still looking at her ability to receive signals from other monolayers."

"How was it?" Lydia asked suddenly. "I heard that you felt like you had a cock?"

Deborah looked at Lydia in shock, then at Teresa. "Does everyone know?"

Teresa laughed. "Of course they do. We're all really invested in this project, and you are a very exciting addition."

Deborah turned back to Lydia. "Yes, it's true. With both of them, my clitoris felt like... it was weird--it was an erect penis. And I felt their excitement. I made the second one orgasm, and it was amazing."

"Have you ever been with a girl before?" Tracy asked. "In a sexual way?"

Deborah nodded. "Yes. She got off, but it didn't really do anything for me"

"All of us here have been paired at least once. I got a lesbian girl my first time, and it was pretty hot. You'll be our last pairing for the day. So take your time and enjoy it."

Teresa moved toward the exit at the far end of the lounge. "I have to go and interview our volunteer."

"Team two will be processing her," Lydia said. "You can leave Deborah with us. You want her ready by four?"

"Yes, please." Teresa gave Deborah a little wave. "I'll see you later, then."

Deborah sat at the table with the three technicians. "Have all of you been with the project since the beginning?"

"I have," Lydia replied. "We recruited Jennifer the first year, and Tracy came on about six months ago."

"I was a volunteer, like you," Tracy explained. "Sex with guys wasn't doing anything for me. I saw the ad for the project and thought maybe it might help. I was paired with a girl and I almost jumped out of my skin when she touched my boob. It was so intense. Then she touched my puss, and I orgasmed. They tested me again, because of how strong my reactions were. It was equally intense being touched by guys, too, but I only orgasmed with girls. So I figured out I was lesbian. And the project offered me this job."

Deborah looked at Lydia. "How did you get involved?"

"Oh, I knew Garnet from when we were graduate students. They were working on designing and fabricating carbon fiber layers for prosthetic interfacing, and I was doing stuff with biomolecules. For some reason, Garnet attended a lecture I gave on some of our preliminary results, and after the lecture they approached me with some questions. We went for coffee, and kicked around the idea of combining certain biomolecules with a doped carbon fiber layer. Well, we tried it and we were right. I accidentally got some bio-doped carbon on my skin and touching it felt amazing. It was then we realized we had something with a lot of potential."

Lydia laughed. "I still remember the first time we tried out a full body monolayer. My reactions to the monolayer were much stronger than Garnet's, so it was assumed that I would try it first. I knew by then that Garnet was completely asexual and aromantic, but still, I was going to have to get naked in front of them. So I stripped and Garnet sprayed on the monolayer and started touching me. In spite of my embarrassment I got pretty horny."

"How come you're not working in the monolayer development lab?" Deborah wanted to know.

"Oh, I do spend time in there; many of us have multiple responsibilities within the project. But I recruited another grad student who was studying conformational changes in viral proteins. She's a genius, and her work helped us get to the point we're at today."

"Caroline?" Jennifer asked.

"Yes," Lydia confirmed. She turned back to Deborah. "We'll take you around and introduce you to everyone after your pairing. Everyone's heard about you, and they're anxious to meet you."

"Jennifer, how did you get involved?" Deborah asked.

"I was a graduate student studying the properties of nano-droplets. On weekends I moonlighted as an exotic dancer. My doctor is a good friend of Garnet's, and one day she asked me if I would be interested in helping out with some testing that her friend was doing. I asked what the project was about, and she told me. She explained that I would have to be naked for the testing. Well, I had no problem with getting naked. I asked a few more questions and eventually agreed to help out.

"Garnet sprayed me using a squeeze bottle, and Lydia did the touch testing. I felt some touch enhancement, but nothing really special. Anyway, I suggested to Garnet that they should try some of the technology we were using in our lab to create and research nano-droplets. We got into a long conversation about that, and they persuaded me to come on board with them and Lydia. I helped develop the sprayers we use for applying the suits."

"Teresa told me that there were four people who showed a strong reaction to the monolayers. Lydia, you're one of those? And Tracy? Who else?"

Lydia replied. "Yes, I am, and so is Tracy. And Teresa."

"Teresa? Really?"

"Oh, yes." Lydia hesitated. "I don't think she'd mind me telling you this. I've heard her tell the story several times. She was an adult movie actress that we hired, because we wanted to get records of men's orgasms during straight sex."

"Teresa?" Deborah blurted in disbelief. "Porn movies?"

"Yes. We told her what we wanted, of course. We'd just developed the first wireless version of the transceiver, and we wanted to record men and women having orgasms during straight sex. We didn't feel that we could ask our female volunteers to do that, so we went out looking for sex workers. One of our male staffers suggested porn actresses, and we eventually found Teresa. She told us she was willing, but not to expect an orgasm from her, because she always faked it. Well, we decided to run a test with her anyway. We felt that at least we'd get the male orgasm recording.

"So we got a monolayer on her and paired her with a male volunteer who had no objection to having sex. Well, she in spite of what she'd told us, she reacted to the monolayer. She tried to hold off, but she orgasmed before the guy did, and by the time he was done, she'd had two more. Needless to say we hired her on the spot and used her to get all the recordings we needed. It turned out she has great rapport with people, so she became our volunteer acquisition specialist."

"Wow!. So that's three. Who's the fourth?"

"Jordan," Lydia answered. "You haven't met them. They're in the Electronics and Informatics section. At birth they'd been designated as 'female', and that's how they were raised. But secretly they'd identified as male. And when puberty hit, they found themselves strongly attracted to females. They tried a couple of lesbian relationships, but found that didn't fit them. So they retreated into celibacy. They came to us out of desperation. Teresa somehow got them to tell her their story, then volunteered to pair with them. Imagine our surprise when Teresa touched them, and their clitoris swelled and lengthened--enough that Teresa convinced them to push it into her vagina. They both orgasmed."

"They only do that when they're wearing the monolayer?" Deborah asked. "The clitoris lengthening, I mean."

"So far, that's right," Lydia answered. "It would be interesting to see what you feel if we put you together with Jordan." Lydia stood up. "It's getting close to time. Let's get you set up with a monolayer."

Her pairing was already in the room when Deborah entered, She quickly crossed to the foot of the bed and held out her hand to introduce herself. "Alice."

The girl clasped Deborah's hand nervously. "Barbara."

Barbara was shorter than Deborah by at least four inches. She was petite, with cute pert breasts and narrow hips. Barbara's skin was dark, and with the blurry contact lenses and the dim lighting, Deborah couldn't make out any details. But she felt the trembling in Barbara's hand and wrist.

"It's going to be alright," she said softly. "May I touch your face?"

"Y-yes," Barbara whispered.

Deborah moved her hands gently over Barbara's face, trying to soothe her. Her fingers on her forehead and cheeks felt nice. "You have nice skin," Deborah murmured.

"Thank you." Barbara's voice was soft. "Do... do I touch you now?"

"If you want," Deborah said. "You don't have to do anything you don't want to."

"I know," Barbara answered. "It's just... I've never done anything like this before. With a woman, I mean. I'm not a lesbian or anything."

Deborah chuckled. "Neither am I. All we're doing here is touching."

"I know," Barbara said again. "But... I didn't think it would feel so nice."

Her hands reached up to caress Deborah's face. Her fingers were gentle, and her skin felt silky and smooth under them. "You have nice skin, too."

"Thank you." The monolayer was working just the same as it had with the two men.

Barbara dropped her hands. "What do we do now?"

"Is it alright if I touch your shoulders and arms?"

Barbara nodded. "Y-yes." Her nervousness had returned.

Deborah carefully stroked Barbara's neck and shoulders. "You know, just because it feels nice when I touch you doesn't mean you're a lesbian." She felt her fingers caressing her skin.

"I-it feels much nicer than when my boyfriend touches me."

"Well, part of that is because I know how I like to be touched," Deborah explained. "And part is because the monolayer is increasing the pleasure we feel at being touched." Deborah's hands moved over Barbara's upper arms and then back to her shoulders. They definitely felt wonderful on her skin.

It was Barbara's turn. Her fingers moved over Deborah's skin, probing slightly at the muscles in her shoulders and upper arms.

Was that a tendril of excitement?

"Do you work out?" Barbara asked.

"A little weight training to keep my figure," she admitted.

Barbara's hands dropped away. She waited, nervously.

"I'd like to touch your chest," Deborah said. "Is that alright?"

"I... y-yes."

Deborah began at Barbara's upper chest, feeling the pectoral muscles underneath, and the hard bone of her sternum. Slowly, she moved her hands onto the swells of Barbara's breasts, and felt the tiny nipples stiffening and puckering. Her own nipples peaked and hardened under her palms.

"Alice! I... I'm feeling strange. I..."

"Do you want me to stop?"

"Y... n-no."

"We might be more comfortable lying on the bed," Deborah suggested.

"I-if you think that's okay,"

She moved onto the bed, tugging Barbara with her, guiding her onto her back with Deborah on her hip beside her, their nude bodies warm against each other. She stroked Barbara's stomach and ribs, played again with her nipples, ran her fingers along the sides of her breasts, then bent her head and kissed her left breast.

It was electric, burning down into her womb, spreading over her clit.

Deborah heard her moan simultaneous with Barbara's.

"Alice! That feels... so good!"

Deborah's voice was hoarse. "I can stop now... we might not be able to later."

"N-no... keep... going."

Deborah's hand drifted lower, over Barbara's slightly rounded belly, to the crease of her thighs, her hips, the side of her buttock. Her mouth kissed down to Barbara's stomach, circling and teasing her belly button.

Her arousal was building; her hands and mouth were so delicious on her skin. Between her thighs was warm and slick. Her fingers teased between her thighs and she opened them to let her in. They moved to her private place sending surges of pleasure through her The fingers were soft and slick and wet and the wet warmth spread over her, moved higher. A sudden shock of of pleasure as a finger rubbed THERE.

She was lost in the waves of ecstatic delight, all her senses now focused on that small spot. It was getting difficult to catch her breath. Someone was making noises. She couldn't keep still--her bottom rubbed against the satiny bedspread, her hips tilted and churned. MORE I NEED MORE! And it burst over and through her.

Barbara pulled Deborah onto her and held her tight, then pulled her face to hers for a passionate kiss. "Are you sure I'm not a lesbian? My boyfriend never made me feel like this."

"Ask him to touch you the way I did," Deborah responded. "But the sensations probably won't be as intense as with the monolayer."

"Do you think I'd be able to buy one someday? I'd be willing to pay a lot of money if it could make me feel like that again."

"That's what we're working towards," Deborah said.

Deborah was sitting naked in Teresa's office, her purple and yellow body suit slung over the arm of the chair. "I felt it as if it were my own body," she told Teresa. "There was no dividing line--this is me; that is her."

"The signals were very much the same--a few slight differences between you," Teresa smiled. "But there definitely was some excitement of your own. Even though the orgasm was hers."

She gave Deborah a big smile. "I was very impressed by the way you handled Barbara. You were sympathetic, understanding, kind. You made the whole experience really special for her. She definitely will be a customer when we finally go commercial."

"Thank you." Deborah blushed at the compliment.

"I was also impressed the way you treated both the young men yesterday. You have a natural talent for putting people at ease. We sometimes get volunteers who need a lot of encouragement. Would you be willing to be paired with them if we need you?"

"Um... I guess so. If it doesn't interfere with what Garnet wants me to do."

"Oh, don't worry. I definitely will clear it with him first."

"So, where do we go from here?"

"I'll have to talk with Garnet and Caroline and see what they think. But it seems to me that our first priority is getting you to experience your very own orgasm."

"When Alec was chatting with me in the shower--

Omigod, did I really say that?--

he seemed to get some kind of brainwave. Something about the signal the nano-transceiver put out?"

"I haven't talked to him. And that's way outside my area of expertise." Teresa gestured toward Deborah's body suit hanging on the chair. "Get dressed and I'll take you on a tour of the labs."