"Big tits, Big dicks and fantasy fucking"
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"I'm sorry sir, but we at Total Rekall have withdrawn the Mars Adventure line of memory implants from the market while we retool them. There have been some unfortunate results lately and we have to remember that our customers safety is always paramount!"
"That's disappointing," Clint said. "Can you recommend anything else? Maybe something a little, um, racy?"
"Well, many of our male customers have reported high enjoyment from this new, expanding line of products." The attractive, slim agent handed him a brochure with a picture of a very attractive woman gazing up at a man as they shared an embrace. Both were seminude with her large breasts just barely visible in profile, pushed against his chest. His groin was pressed against her thigh with an impressive bulge running almost to his knee. The tag line on the flyer read "Have a really big adventure!"
"Take a look at the options available. I'm sure you will find something you like." Was her look slightly lascivious? She handed him an electronic tablet.
"All you have to do is check the options that you are interested in and the program will configure itself, there is no need to share with me or anyone else what options you have chosen."
"And how long does this process last," he asked.
"To you it will seem as if days will have passed. But in reality, you will be leaving here late this afternoon or early this evening. It's completely safe, non-invasive. And completely private. Your fantasies can come true in the privacy of your own mind," she continued.
Running his eyes down the list of options he saw that almost every possible sexual fantasy could be chosen and combined with as many others as he could imagine.
"Well, I have to admit there are some very attractive, I mean interesting concepts here," he told her. His embarrassment eased as she made no comment but continued to wait as he gazed at the list.
"I just check the options I'm interested and the program constructs a series of events as if they were real?"
"You won't be able to tell the difference. Until we shut down the program it will be as if you are living the events in real life. The machine is able to seamlessly integrate it's work into what appears to be your real life if you wish. Or it can set up a completely new set of events. If you wish to experience a true harem experience or the Spanish Inquisition, from either point of view, that can be done!"
"Well, my tastes don't run in that direction... Still, I do see some interesting options here." Quickly he checked a half dozen or so boxes, signed and dated the form and after it had cleared he handed it back to the agent.
"This will take a few minutes for the machines to begin the construction. In the mean time would you like a complimentary beverage? Oh, and of course I'll need your financial information."
As prompted he allowed his left forearm to be scanned and the implanted microchip authorized payment.
"There is a very mild sedative in this, it helps to ease the transition and allows the mind to be more receptive to the memory implant." She handed him a bedewed glass half filled with a fruity, refreshing liquid.
As he drank he thought of a question. "Will I be able to remember every thing I experience?"
"Yes. Of course! What would be the benefit of implanting a memory and then not be able to recall it? It does happen in extremely rare instances, but we offer a complete money back guarantee. We have only had to issue a refund twice in the past ten years!" Her voice was filled with a reassuring certainty.
"Alright, we are ready to proceed." She indicated that he should precede her into the prepared Immersion Room. As he rolled onto the comfortable couch the attendant attached a few electrodes. As the lights dimmed he heard the agent wish him pleasant dreams.
As she and the attendant left the room he asked her, "What did he want?"
"Oh," she chuckled, "you know. Big Tits, Big Dicks and Fantasy Fucking. The usual." Both were grinning at the pedestrian requests as he drifted off.
Some time later he struggled awake. As he oriented himself he found he was staring into the very sizable, plush cleavage of the agent. Quickly he raised his eyes to meet her questioning gaze.
"Are you feeling alright, Mr. Smith?" She asked.
"Yes, I suppose. But," he stopped as he searched his memory. There were glimpses of women, a room that he thought might be a bedroom. Twinges of excitement came and went. "I don't remember anything beyond a few fleeting images. Not at all what I expected."
"Ahh," she sighed. "I was afraid of this. As you know, we monitor your "Dreams" that the implants construct. Our technicians detected quite a few anomalies in your experiences. I'm terribly afraid that your's is one of the very few minds that does not allow our technologies to work properly. You were asleep for only a very few minutes. We will of course, offer a full refund. Again, our apologies."
Twenty minutes later he was back on the avenue. He had planned to spend the better part of the day at Rekall enjoying a week long "vacation" but now he had time to spare. Well, he did have some errands to run, he thought.
Stepping into his local pharmacy he went to the back to pick up his prescriptions. On impulse he purchased a box of condoms as well as he stepped to the pharmacy check out.
"You know, we offer a fitting service."
"Excuse me?" he responded, looking up.
