Chapter 1

Archived Version

I’m a complete beginner, I’m a complete beginner, I’m a complete beginner.

“Welcome to our establishment! We have many things here you've never experienced before~”

The one speaking from behind the counter was a… well, a semi-mechanical woman?

This shop sits between the well-known Species Research District and the Mechanical Development Zone. When my friend recommended I come, she'd already told me the owner's background was anything but ordinary — the technology deployed here represented the very latest in R&D. Oh! I forgot to introduce things properly. It's the twenty-sixth century now. Technology has advanced at a breathtaking pace, but the consequences of that progress include our ever-escalating human needs. Simultaneously, the relentless pace of technological development has caused human fertility rates to decline continuously — which is why the Federal Government placed sexual needs on the agenda back in the twenty-fourth century and began pouring resources into that particular field of research.

“Emmm, a friend referred me here. She told me you have things on offer that no other shop can provide.”

I said this while staring at the semi-mechanical woman's abdomen — transparent, and visibly vibrating.

“Then you've come to exactly the right place, dear guest! This establishment can satisfy nearly all of your physiological needs, and we've even partnered with the Medical Division to offer a permanent modification program!” The semi-mechanical woman raised one finger and pointed at a membrane door set into the wall beside her. “Go right through there! Passing through that door will eliminate all harmful bacteria on your body's surface, and afterward you'll see our full menu of services displayed in holographic projection~”

I followed the direction of her gesture. Sure enough, there was a membrane door. Powerful curiosity drove me forward. The moment I made contact with the membrane, I felt a faint resistance — and then it was as if the film dissolved, gliding across my body without leaving a single trace. Still marvelling at the door, I continued walking deeper into the shop.

I followed the soft blue lighting until I found it: an exceptionally crisp holographic projection screen.

Projected on it were the words: Welcome to our establishment! Our service menu is as follows~

1. Aphrodisiacs
2. Vibration
3. Restraint
4. Extended Play
5. Group

I read through it a few times and let out a sigh. “Ugh, really? My friend said you had special services no other shop offers — so why does this look exactly the same as everywhere else~”

The holographic projection seemed to read my expression. It switched swiftly to a different menu:

Custom Menu This menu is fully customizable — you may experience any and all items simultaneously~

1. Body Swap: Transfers the entirety of one's consciousness into a different physical body, with no harm to the original. Bodies currently available for experience: Male, Female, Futanari.
2. Nano-Latex Suit: Utilizes smart nano-materials to encase the body completely. Options include customizable thickness, tightness, and a full range of additional settings. Comes with built-in vibration function — experience the inescapable pleasure of vibration while fully encased, with the option to install various unusual [Plug-ins].
3. Aphrodisiac Immersion: Full-body submersion in an aphrodisiac solution. Effect duration: four hours. Bodily sensitivity increased by two hundred percent.
4. Human Rod (recommended for use in combination with Body Swap): A helpless little thing with no limbs~~
5. Tentacles: Can be embedded within clothing, or combined with smart latex to form a tentacle suit. You may also try the experience of being swallowed whole by a tentacle pod.
6. Sensitivity Enhancement (requires use in combination with Body Swap): A bio-electric control chip implanted in the brain, amplifying all tactile sensation received by any desired multiplier.

…………

Taking in this suddenly-appeared menu with its seemingly endless options, I thought: I really did come to the right place.

The semi-mechanical woman from the front counter had followed me over. She draped an arm around my shoulders.

“Made your selection? Oh,~ you've even found our custom menu. First, I should be upfront — the experiences on this custom menu are quite expensive~. But! They are also extraordinarily, wonderfully comfortable.”

“Don't worry about money,” I said. “Running out of money isn't something that happens to me.” As one of the top-tier elite, even if I never worked another day, my monthly passive income alone would exceed what ninety percent of society earned — to say nothing of the dozen-plus publicly listed companies I held.

I stared at the menu and found, for once, that I genuinely couldn't decide. “Only kids agonize over choices. I'll take everything!” I have no idea what possessed me to say it out loud like that. My face went scarlet immediately.

“Oh~ what excellent taste, dear guest. The full combination is the single most pleasurable experience this establishment offers — bar none. We guarantee you won't want it to stop. ❤️”

The moment the words left my mouth, the semi-mechanical woman took my hand and was already pulling me along.

“Right this way to the room — we're starting immediately~”

Chapter 2

Archived Version

This is my first post as a newcomer. Chapter 3 might be a bit slow; perhaps I haven’t expressed myself clearly, but I keep feeling I can’t quite find the right words to describe it.

“Please follow me — let me show you the body you've requested.”

I looked over. Inside a glass cultivation tank was a cylindrical torso. No limbs. And of course — it was a futanari body.

“The brain of this body is constructed from quantum chip architecture. You need not worry about energy deficiency causing any complications. This body is the Technology Division's latest product. It dispenses with the majority of our baseline human organs, retaining only the reproductive organs, along with a single internal passage connecting the mouth, nose, and anus. The quantum-chip brain also grants full control over neuronal transmission sensitivity — and crucially, it will not forcibly enter sleep mode due to overheating. You will be able to experience sustained, continuous orgasm.”

I swallowed. My gaze drifted to a glass container holding a black substance. That must be what the woman at the front desk had called the nano-latex — with tentacles mixed in, presumably.

“Well then, let's get ready to begin~” The semi-mechanical woman produced a transmission cable. “Allow me to connect your neurons. We're about to initiate the body transfer. Rest assured — we will place your original body into a sleep state, with a preservation period of up to twenty years.”

Neuron transfer technology was the greatest invention of this century. An electronic interface spliced into the spinal nervous system allowed consciousness to be transferred into a new body — developed initially for the critically ill and the dying. But the technology existed only in the highest-tier medical facilities, at astronomical cost. It was, in every practical sense, a technology made for the wealthy.

I lay down inside the sleep pod. The semi-mechanical woman produced the neural link cable and connected it to my neuron interface. In my mind, a consent prompt appeared — a safeguard against unauthorized transfers.

I selected Yes.

A wave of dizziness crashed over me. I recognized the sensation immediately. My consciousness is about to move into that body in the tank. A small, giddy flutter of anticipation stirred in my chest~

“Body transfer complete.”

The familiar electronic voice arrived. And in my mind, a remarkable interface materialized.

Sensitivity Adjustment: Default sensitivity 0. Upper limit: 9999.

It goes that high? I stared at the number, slipping briefly into thought.

“Nano-latex detected [Tentacle Composite]. Connect?”

The internal voice again. I noticed, only now, that a pool of black liquid had already pressed itself against my cylindrical new body.

“Connect.”

I selected it without hesitation. Several more adjustable options bloomed in my mind:

Nano-Latex [Aphrodisiac + Tentacle Composite] — Tightness: Default: 1 (form-fitting). Upper limit: 20 (extreme compression — Note: tentacle presence detected; enabling maximum tightness first is not recommended).

Full body coverage: Default: No

Breast insertion: Default: No / Yes (selectable volume — Default: B-cup vibrating tentacles. Upper limit: F-cup vibrating tentacles)

Vaginal insertion: Default: No / Yes (selectable volume — Default: surface coverage. Upper limit: filled completely)

Anal insertion: Default: No / Yes (selectable volume — Default: surface coverage. Upper limit: filled completely)

Urethral insertion: Default: No / Yes (selectable volume — Default: surface coverage. Upper limit: bladder filled)

Mouth/nasal insertion: Default: No / Yes (selectable volume — Default: ball-gag configuration. Upper limit: connected to anal passage)

Tentacle activity zone: Default: Erogenous zones. Upper limit: All areas covered by nano-latex

Tentacle activity intensity: Default: Gentle licking. Upper limit: Near-frenzied

Tentacle thickness: Default: 2cm (thickest). Upper limit: Extremely fine and dense (please manage activity intensity and sensitivity accordingly — risk of spontaneous orgasm system crash)

Maintain full consciousness: Default: No / Yes

There are this many options. I began toggling them one by one. I remember the woman at the front desk saying this body doesn't need to breathe — so I'll enable that, too. Heh.

I made the following selections:

Tightness: 10 (light compression) Full body coverage: Yes Vaginal insertion: Slight bloating sensation Anal insertion: Deep into the intestinal tract Urethral insertion: Simulated urge to urinate Mouth/nasal insertion: Connected to anal passage Breast insertion: C-cup vibrating tentacles Tentacle activity zone: Full body Tentacle activity intensity: Gentle licking Tentacle thickness: Extremely fine and dense Maintain full consciousness: Yes

The semi-mechanical woman from the front desk walked over and rapped lightly on the glass cultivation tank.

“Inside your mind, there's a call option. If you wish to leave at any time, you can call me — I'm at the front desk around the clock. With that — enjoy your experience.”

She turned and left.

So it's just me in here now, I thought. Then let's begin.

I set the sensitivity to 1.

Immediately, a sensation swept across the entire body — every surface being gently licked at once. And I felt, with sudden clarity, just how tight the latex at level 10 really was. A reflexive urge rose in me, the desire to tear the latex away from my skin.

Oh! Right. I picked human rod. No hands. No feet. Can't pull anything off.

Then came the pressure in the urethra — the maddening simulated need to urinate, with no release. A tingling numbness crawled across the scrotum, as if ants were marching in slow procession. Something strange stirred from the pussy — every fold, every crease inside packed with tentacles licking softly. My breasts had begun to vibrate. My nipples were being worked by those fine, dense filaments, occasionally probing inward. Because I'd selected full-body coverage, my head was encased in latex too — slender tentacles invaded the ear canals simultaneously, and I could hear the wet, slick sounds their movements produced. Slick. Slick. The tentacles inside my mouth moved less aggressively — or perhaps, at sensitivity 1, I simply couldn't feel them as clearly.

Focusing carefully, I could confirm it: every single part of this body registered the tentacles' faint licking. A pervasive tingle, a low buzzing itch distributed across everything. It astonished me.

Sensitivity at 1 is manageable, but honestly, it's not much. The obvious erogenous zones come through, but everything else is barely there. I can push this a little higher.

I brought the sensitivity up to 10. A tenfold increase.

And I adjusted the tentacle activity to lively.

At once, I felt them — countless tentacles stirring and writhing across my entire body. Especially at the breasts, the pussy, and the cock. Because I'd chosen the finest possible filaments, their movements produced a pleasure that defied description. Then they began to vibrate.

The sensation from each of those zones crashed upward into my mind simultaneously.

Nnh — mm, mm❤️ mmm~

I couldn't hold it. I came.

Gradually, the rest of the body began to register too — every surface, every zone alive with tentacles moving at their own rhythm, fast and slow and everything between, like ten thousand ants roaming freely across every inch of skin.

Maybe — nnh~ — maybe I'll just… adjust to this for half an hour first❤️. After that — mm~ — I'll push everything — nnh~ — all the way to the limit. Let me ease the sensitivity back down a little first.

Chapter 3

Archived Version

Hooray, it’s finished—time to celebrate!

Half an hour later~

I've adjusted well enough. Time to push everything up.

I set the sensitivity to 9999.

In that instant, every tentacle descended at once. Ones stroking my waist. Ones sucking at my cock while toying with my balls. Ones thrusting in and out of my pussy, vibrating ceaselessly. Ones latched onto my nipples. Ones licking deep inside my ears. Ones churning freely through my mouth. Pleasure from every direction surged toward me like a tide, and my mind went completely, utterly blank.

But my selections inside the mental interface didn't stop. I pushed every remaining option to its maximum.

Ah — so full! So tight! My pussy, my bladder, my intestinal tract — all of it packed completely. And my breasts swollen to an F-cup — the latex contracting violently, crushing this entire body tighter and tighter.

The bloated, stuffed sensation of being filled with latex grew even more overwhelming under the pressure of that crushing grip. I desperately wanted to expel whatever was filling my bladder, but I found I couldn't — and the latex inside was actively working against that, the suction reversing direction, pulling at my cock from within. That single doubled pleasure alone was already too much. My body had dissolved. The latex inside my pussy continued vibrating, and inside my womb as well, the fine dense tentacles licking ceaselessly — but most of all, one thick tentacle was thrusting in and out of my pussy in long, deliberate strokes. The tentacles in my ass mirrored it exactly. My chest went without saying — the sheer volume of an F-cup was already enough to feel obscenely swollen, and on top of that the latex tentacles were vibrating from inside. Those vibrations ran top to bottom together, making the entire body tremble faintly without stop. Suction-cup tentacles had sealed around my nipples and were drawing on them steadily, and despite my breasts being filled completely with latex, I could feel milk welling up and spilling out regardless.

The tentacles in my mouth worked in long, deep strokes. I could feel them playing with my tongue, coiling around it. I tried to pull my tongue back — and the tentacle sucked sharply, dragging it straight back into place. Over and over, toyed with, helpless.

Inside the single internal passage running through this body, tentacles writhed without pause. Because this was a modified frame, intestinal walls that originally carried no nerve endings were now extraordinarily sensitive. The tentacles' frenzied churning drove the pleasure climbing to yet another level.

Under this relentless assault I came once, and again, and again. But the near-frenzied tentacles allowed no breathing room, invading every part of this body in endless succession. The body itself seemed to have no refractory period at all — orgasm after orgasm, ejaculation after ejaculation. The quantum-chip brain processed it all without interruption, and because of the settings I had chosen, losing consciousness from climax was simply not possible. I had long since lost count of how many times I had come. But every single one of them — I felt in full, with perfect clarity.

I could stay like this forever~ ❤️❤️