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“And finally, this suite is where we make the ultraportables,” Jack said, leading the way into a short hallway. “This room is where the production happens, and then this door here has the monitoring station, the troubleshooting tools, and the server closet.”
Andy followed Jack into the final room, looking around with interest. “I have to admit, of all the product lines the one I’m most unfamiliar with is ultraportables, if you want to run me through the process here.”
Jack grinned, flopping down into one of the rolling chairs in front of the workstation and gesturing for Andy to take the other. “Oh man, this is honestly probably my favorite department - there’s a reason I save it for the end of the tour. It takes up barely any space compared to some of the others, at least on paper, but in my opinion it produces the hottest shit we make. Ok, so, you’ve got a couple of options here at the monitoring station. Anybody with a company login can call up the monitoring logs - all the toys are filed by log number - and get an overview of that individual toy’s data. This is a definite perk of working here - status data access to your ultraportable is usually an extra subscription fee, but it’s covered as part of our benefits package - plus, from this station, you can see the data for any of the ultraportables you’ve got a serial number for even if you’re not the registered owner.
Andy nodded along with Jack’s explanation, a thoughtful look on his face. “So, wait, back up a bit though. Ultraportables aren’t really my thing - got a nugget at home, for sure, but for me it was a no-brainer to get something with a little more heft, so I never really looked into the smaller options. I thought they were just, like, disembodied holes or poles? What do we even have to monitor for them?”
Jack grinned, lighting up. “Oh man, you’ve totally been missing out! Alright, check this out,” he said, spinning around in his chair and pulling up a menu. “So, each hole or pole, as you put it, is connected with an actual body, right? And while our tech is great, and I suppose we probably could keep the disembodied parts alive without actually keeping the body around, that’s not really what any of our R&D has been going for. I mean, part of the whole appeal of your nugget is it used to be a person, right? Or that it had the potential to be a person, if you got a purpose-bred one? There’s just something about a body that’s still got somebody in it, no matter what’s been done to it, that’s just different. That’s the whole core philosophy of our company, that our products are better because they’re not just lab grown meat piloted by nanobots and coding, that there’s that presence of personhood - we’ve done studies, it’s actually really obvious even if you put double blind testers up against products that are physically identical, people can almost always tell which one was lab-grown and which one wasn’t, even in situations where you really wouldn’t have thought they’d be able to. So our ultraportables may reduce things down to the bare minimum needed to get off, but we’re keeping the body around for the intangibles - honestly, a big part of our R&D department is durability and resilience research, since we pride ourselves on long-lasting products and honestly, people are really easy to break. Trying anything from most of our departments on an unmodified body? Yeah, that’s not gonna work well - there’s a reason people don’t just make their own dolls at home.”
Andy nodded, an interested expression on his face. “That’s honestly fascinating - can you link me the studies later? I absolutely believe you, I knew something was different when it came to our products and I’m feeling pretty vindicated right now.”
Jack laughed. “Sure thing man! But now, since you’re not super familiar with the ultraportables, I think it’s definitely my duty as your co-worker to make sure you’ve got a solid understanding of the product line, don’t you?” He winked, and Andy laughed, his eyes crinkling up.
“I think that’s a great idea. So, what’re we starting with?”
Jack hopped up from the chair and headed over to a door set into the far wall. “First, we always end up having a handful of ultraportables on hand here for one reason or another. Several of them are just testers in case we need to troubleshoot the monitoring systems if we get a tech support call, if we need to see if an issue is system-wide or only affecting a certain category subset.” Andy joined Jack, an appreciative grin spreading across his face as he saw the closet Jack opened.
Rows of twitching, dripping ultraportables sat carefully cradled in boxes with clear plastic fronts slotted into individual cubbies, their fleshy parts carefully balanced so as to be unable to touch absolutely anything, no matter their state. To the left of the door there was a wall of penises - some erect and straining and some flaccid, some bare and some tucked into chastity cages, several with interesting modifications visible. To the right, a wall of vaginas, most drooling copiously, matched the penis wall in number and variety of modifications. The side walls had a variety of multi-part ultraportables, with various combinations of holes, balls, and poles (Andy would have said penises, but then he realized some of the pulsing poles on the side walls definitely weren’t exactly natal penises, so poles would have to do as an overall descriptor) with the back wall split between a wall of twitching assholes and gaping mouths, with some seemingly normal and some clearly modified in one way or another. Jack seemed to know what he was looking for, and soon enough he had handed Andy a pair of boxes and grabbed three himself, and then they headed back out into the main office.
“So, these boxes,” Jack began, as he indicated for Andy to set his down on the table, “have micro-gravitational fields in them so even though we’ve been moving them around it won’t seem like that to the stored toy connected to the ultraportable. We keep them on no touch unless we’re actively using them, easiest baseline to maintain honestly, and until we pop open the individual boxes they’ll have no idea they were moved at all. Now, you have any preference on which toy type you’d like to start with?”
Andy looked at the boxes with interest, shrugging. “I dunno, asshole I guess? I’m always a bit more into it when I can actually see the reactions of the toy I’m playing with, it’s less the hole and more the whole package for me so it mostly seems all the same to me.”
Jack nodded, grinning. “I get that! But don’t you worry - that’s what the monitoring suite is for! Here, I’ll just set them all up then, just let me see…” he looked over the box with the ass in it, reading the serial number printed on the top, and typed that into the search box. It pulled up a page with charts and Andy could see various biometric data constantly updating as he watched. Jack clicked a link and the biometric data minimized to a scroll on the bottom of the window and a video feed appeared at the top. It was a slender, smooth-skinned man, floating in what seemed to be vacuum, with caps on his limbs reducing him to a nugget and caps over his anus, genitals, and mouth, leaving only his eyes, staring into the blackness. As Andy watched the man squirmed and twitched and he could see flickers across the man’s eyes as he stared out into the blackness, unseeing.
Jack dragged the window up to one of the extended monitors and quickly repeated the process until all five boxes were lined up on the table with the video feeds and data streams of their respective toys displayed above them. The bodies attached to the toys varied wildly - the mouth was attached to a curvaceous woman who’s nipples were also covered with caps alongside her mouth, genitals, and anus and who’s dark, curly hair floated in the void around her like a halo of shadows, the penis to a broad shouldered, heavyset man who’s pectorals were covered in a sheen of sweat and who’s eyes seemed to be flashing almost like a strobe light, one cunt attached to a body that seemed so completely androgynous that Andy would have been hard pressed to guess what gender they were if he’d seen them on the street, who’s skin was covered in elaborate tattoos and who seemed to be asleep, and the other cunt attached to another slender man, this one with impressive abs, thin lines of scar tissue encircling his nipples, and an odd protrusion that Andy realized must be his bladder, stretched full enough to be visible against his taut abdomen. All of them had caps over their mouths, genitals, and anus, and all except for the last man had caps at their hips and shoulders, with the last man’s caps set further down his limbs, revealing impressive biceps and strong thighs.
“So,” Jack began, “the first step for our ultraportables is usually to cap off their limbs - we figured out the limb portal tech early and it’s dead simple to use, cheaper than re-growing a limb if that becomes necessary for whatever reason, and it’s overall easier to maintain the proper feeling of disconnection for the toys if they don’t have the distraction of limbs, so, for the most part, they lose them first thing as part of the conversion process.”
Andy nodded. “Makes sense. What about that one? Why’re his limb stumps longer?” He asked, pointing to the last man.
Jack grinned. “That’s actually my personal toy - he’s not an ultraportable full time, but I board him here occasionally if I know I’m going to be busy or away. Since we’re all heading to that conference tomorrow - lucky you, by the way, getting to go when you’ve only just gotten hired - I set him up in here yesterday. We don’t really advertise the boarding service right now, even though it is technically available to anyone with a service and support subscription, but I think when they get the new location finished this department will be moving there and we’ll have expanded capacity for private boarding and that’ll change. For now, though, most of the ultraportables in that room are either employee boarded toys or specifically for troubleshooting or employee recreation.”
Andy looked thoughtful. “Huh, that’s actually pretty interesting - do we get charged for boarding here? I was going to just hook my nugget up in it’s storage case, since we’ll only be gone a week, but I do always worry that something like a house fire might happen, you know?”
“Nah, if it’s for company travel then free boarding is a perk, and if you ever want to board for other reasons you’ll get a discount,” Jack said, looking at his toy with a pleased expression before turning back to Andy. “Alright! Now that you’ve seen what’s behind the toys, which one do you want to start with?”
Andy grinned. “Well, now it’s hard to choose in a different way! But hum, let’s see…” he thoughtfully perused the video feeds again before pointing to the slender man. “I’m still going with asshole, I think. What’s up with the flashing eyes, by the way?”
“Oh, one of the other preparations for ultraportables is contacts and ear meshes so we can control sound and visual input. They’re mostly in sensory dep in there, unless they’ve got some kind of neurological programming going on, but depending on the desired mental state we can stream whatever to their eyes and ears, and you’re seeing the reflection of the visual streaming. They’re stored, by the way, in a negative space similar to where portal capped limbs go, but unlike the limb caps it’s not a stasis space - and no, I don’t know how the portal caps can nest into the storage space, you’d have to talk to the guys from R&D about that, and I can’t guarantee you’d understand them if they tried to explain it.” Andy laughed, and Jack grinned again, pointing at the screen. “Ok, so this guy’s been on no-touch for about six months, and if you click here, you can see his specs. He’s mostly baseline, though he’s been modified to be self-lubricating and tight but stretchy enough to not need to actually worry about any ripping, and obviously his digestive system’s been adjusted for cleanliness and he’s had a standard-grade aphrodisiac drip, just enough to keep him horny instead of bored or depressed. He’s wild caught, but we didn’t actually need to do any sensitivity modifications - he’s just naturally gifted. Now, watch what happens when I open his box.”
Jack popped open the box and Andy saw the man on the screen tense, then his eyes widened and seemed to go from zoned out to desperate and pleading. The reaction made Andy grin and, with a smirk, Jack handed him the box. Andy took it, setting it between his knees and brushing his finger lightly across the exposed asshole, eyes fixed on the screen. The man shuddered, his eyes rolling in his head, and Andy could see the asshole tensing, quivering, practically begging for more. He started idly petting it, brushing the tips of his fingers over the puffy skin, and asked, “So, is this guy’s cock and mouth in the other room, or where?”
“So, this guy’s been on total no-touch for about six months, like I said, and right now his mouth and cock are in the other room. He’ll probably get cycled out to a break room eventually - the IT and behavioral techs have some kind of formula for cycling the company owned toys around for maximum efficiency and ideal outcomes, and ultraportables are super easy to swap out, unlike some of the other mods, so most of the company owned toys do some time as one every so often. Depending on a number of factors it can be a reward or a punishment, but that’s getting into behavioral training and I’m not entirely certain how they determine that. Just, see here?” He pointed at a list pulled up on a small window on the main screen. “This is the list of toys available for employee withdrawal without tech approval, and his ass is on this list, which means it’s fair game now. You always want to check the list, don’t just go grabbing any old toy - the behavioral techs get real upset if you mess with their training programs and some of the toys in there are private property, so messing with them can bring down some pretty hefty sanctions on you from the company if their owners object. Like, my boy here?” he said, gesturing with the box containing his boy’s cunt, “I share him plenty often, but I don’t want someone using him when I’m not aware of it, so he’s not on the general check-out list. You can put your nugget on it though, if you want - there’s a ton of options, I’ll send you the check-in form later, remind me if I forget.”
Andy slowly massaged the asshole in his hand, eyes on the twitching man on the screen. “Yeah, ok, I can definitely see the appeal now - I’ve been curious about sensory deprivation, but the setup for that’s always been just a little more expensive for my taste. And being able to see the video feed? Yeah, I’m definitely feeling pretty sold.”
Jack smirked, then popped open his boy’s box. “Absolutely love broadening folks horizons for stuff like this,” he said, while on the video feed his boy jerked, eyes opening from where they’d been resting in a mostly closed state, a slightly panicked look crossing his face. Jack tapped the mouse, then held down one of the keys on the keyboard and spoke. “It’s just me, boy - you’re getting a little treat since I’m showing the new guy the ultraportables today. Remember Esmeralda? She’s gonna give you a nice time, so you remember to be appreciative to her later, you hear me?” The man on the screen nodded his head, eyes crinkled like he was smiling, but the metal cap over his mouth blocked it so Andy couldn’t be entirely sure. Jack let the key go, then popped open the box with the mouth in it. Andy saw the woman shudder, a scared look coming across her face, but when Jack set her lips to his boy’s cunt she sighed and began licking enthusiastically, her eyes sliding shut in what looked like a blissful expression. Andy raised an eyebrow at Jack, who grinned.
“Hey, sometimes we’re all just little kids mashing our action figures together, right?” he said, and Andy laughed.
“That’s one way to put it. Say, if they’re having a good time, do you have any objection…?” he asked, gesturing at his own pants, and Jack shook his head, reaching for the cunt attached to the androgynous person.
“Nah, that’s the goal, right? Get to know the merchandise? I just wanted the eye candy of watching my boy get all spun up - he can’t come without permission so watching him get even more worked up when he knows good and well he’s going to end up riding an edge with nothing to distract him until I’ve got time to properly enjoy the hole I'm taking to the convention with me hits all my damn buttons, you know?” Jack said, and Andy nodded, unbuttoning the placket of his pants.
“I hear you, man. Sounds like you’re a bit more of a voyeur than I am, but goddamn do I enjoy a nice session of sharing,” he said as he teased the asshole in his hand with the tip of his dick, making the man on the screen arch and the asshole flutter, though his attention was fixed on Jack’s face as he slowly began to press his dick into the now wildly squeezing hole.
Jack had gotten his placket undone as well, and in a smooth motion he popped open the lid of the box with the cunt in his hand and slid it onto his dick, keeping eye contact with Andy. “Well, if it’s like that…” he said, pushing the cunt down hard and grinding into it, making the androgynous body shudder even as it’s eyes remained closed, “I think we ought to take a little time getting to know each other at the conference this week, hum?”
Andy’s eyes sparkled, a grin taking over his face. “I knew I liked you from the start,” he said, and slid his cock home, spearing open the disembodied hole and turning his chair so he could lean his shoulder against Jack’s as they stroked themselves and watched the array of twitching, helpless bodies displayed on the screens in front of them.