Donna walked into her job as a lab assistant for a major technology company.
The pay at this job wasn't as good as many of the others who worked there, but there was another reason besides money for her to be there.
Brandon. The scientist she was frequently assigned to. He mostly only told her to hand him something or get him coffee. But the way his legs looked in those khakis was enough for her to fall for him.
Enough so that when he called her into work at sundown for a project of his, she made herself available.
She walked into the lab and saw Brandon sitting on a couch in front of a TV.
"Hello, Mr. Neal...Mr. Neal?"
When she walked closer to him, she saw that he had that headset on.
Brandon was working on a headset that could plug you into a simulation that allowed you to create and control a virtual body for yourself.
The other members of his team found it too controversial, so everyone moved away from his project out of fear for their reputation.
Except for Donna, obviously.
"I'm here, sir. What exactly were you planning? Hello...sir?"
As she sat next to him, she began to notice that Brandon's arms were lying limp on the chair he was in.
She lifted one of his arms, only for it to flop back down as she let it go.
She began to grab at his face, hoping for any response.
"Hello? Brandon? Maybe I should take off that helmet."
Donna heard a soft groaning from Brandon's open mouth.
"Brandon?" she said, leaning closer.
"Urrn..auuu.."
Donna noticed the TV wasnt on, and quickly realized he wanted the TV turned back on.
After doing so, she saw Brandon looking back at her from behind the screen in what appeared to be a white void.
"Oh thank goodness. Can you hear me, Donna?" he said.
"Whats going on?" she asked.
"I had made a breakthrough in the simulation. My digital ody was becoming more and more detailed, and under my control as you can see. But something went wrong in the transfer.
Ive lost all voluntary motor control in my real body. I can guide you to return motor function to me if you'll...why are you touching my legs?"
"Sorry, sorry, sir." Donna said. "I'll help you."
"Alright. Grab that cursor out of my hand and move the analog stick down."
When she did, a menu appeared below her.
"Alright. Move the cursor to the right to the Connections panel right after the Select option."
"What does Select do?"
"It allows you to control whatever you press with the Circle button. I'll explain later."
Donna stared at the screen for a long time.
"What...what happens to an object when you select it?"
"It...it goes into stasis so that you can edit it with your cursor? Thats not important now."
Donna bit her lip. Her eyes seemed apologetic, even if she had a smile on her face.
She hit Select, causing a box to appear over Brandon's face.
"Donna? Did you hit Connections? Hello? Wha-" Brandon tried to say before suddenly freezing in place upon being Selected.
A smaller menu appeared next to Brandon.
"Manual Control" or "Type Command."
Donna noticed the keyboard on the table in front of her.
"Remove Clothing."
Upon pressing Enter, she could see Brandon's beautiful shoulders and pecs fully revealed.
"Damn. And they call you nerdy..." Donna said, while stroking Brandon's real face.
After nudging her cursor a bit, she made the wonderful discovery that she could move the camera around whatever object she had selected.
Moving it down to his crotch to let her ogle such a beautiful-looking cock.
Her free hand grabbed his real cock next to her.
