callmeismael
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So JeninFlorida's gloryhole thread got me thinking about gloryholes, but my mind sort of took the idea in a strange, sci-fi direction.
Here's the concept:
It's the year 2022. A japanese scientist accidentally invents a device that creates a wormhole between two points. These are small disks that come in pairs, about six inches in diameter. When both are turned on, they create a portal between two points, regardless of where those two points are. (If you know the video game 'portal', it's sort of like that). And while there are countless amazing applications of these devices, the market where they turn out to be incredibly successful is the sex toy market. In this capacity, it's essentially a portable gloryhole. A businessman can we working at his desk, he discretely unzips his pants puts the disk under the desk, and suddenly his lover's mouth is right there.
Eventually, additional bells and whistles are added: a sort of gloryhole-roulette feature, where you have no idea who you're going to be connected with. A financial transaction service, allowing a woman to charge for her gloryhole services, with credits transferred from one device to another. These devices are banned in some countries, including in a United States where the social conservatives have won-out and many sex acts are outlawed.
I'm curious to know what story ideas others would generate from that technology. Here's mine:
A young, sexually inexperienced woman is mugged coming home from work one day, her purse stolen. After getting over the shock, she hurries home, only to find her purse hanging on the door of her apartment. After looking around to make sure nobody is around, she steps inside and examines the contents of her purse. All the contents are there, but there's also a disk. She knows immediately what it is; the government has extensively warned people of all sorts of dangers of the device. Her first reaction is to report it, but eventually curiosity gets the better of her. She sets it on the table infront of her, and turns it on. For a few seconds, nothing happens. And then a large, erect cock rises up from the portal. Our poor heroine runs screaming from the room.
When she returns, the cock is gone, and she turns off the device and throws it in the garbage. But that night, she can't help fantasizing about it, and the next morning she rescues the device from the dumpster behind the building. She turns it on again, and another cock appears, different from the first. She's still to timid to touch it, but she just looks at it, fantasizes, masturbates.
Eventually, over days, she starts getting a little more adventurous, first touching the cocks, that appear, and then stroking them. And when she makes a guy cum, the device makes a little 'blip' sound. After exploring the interface of the device a little more one day, she realizes that it's been accumulating financial credits whenever she makes a guy cum.
And then a package appears at her front door one day. It contains two more devices. She sets them up, turns them on, and suddenly has three cocks to play with. The package also contains a DVD; it appears to be an instructional video from the early 2000s about blowjobs, something considered extremely taboo in our future society. She stays home from work, calls in sick, and spends the entire day servicing three cocks at a time all day long, watching the video and practicing what she's learned. And she finds that she starts getting tipped far more.
Soon another package arrives on her doorstep. Who's sending these things to her? They can't be cheap. She needs a discrete place for them. She converts her closet into a gloryhole booth. She steps in, turns it on, and within moments is surrounded by literally a dozen cocks. She spends a day working, emerges from the booth absolutely covered in cum, and filled with cum, but several thousand dollars richer and deliciously satisfied.
Where does the story go from there? A detective comes to investigate? Or she finds out that she's got a pimp that has been providing her with these devices and deducting a little from each transaction? Maybe she herself starts to supply these devices to other women, becoming a pimp for them. Maybe she uses one of the devices to seduce a prominent, socially conservative senator and work to get legislation passed to allow the devices.
Here's the concept:
It's the year 2022. A japanese scientist accidentally invents a device that creates a wormhole between two points. These are small disks that come in pairs, about six inches in diameter. When both are turned on, they create a portal between two points, regardless of where those two points are. (If you know the video game 'portal', it's sort of like that). And while there are countless amazing applications of these devices, the market where they turn out to be incredibly successful is the sex toy market. In this capacity, it's essentially a portable gloryhole. A businessman can we working at his desk, he discretely unzips his pants puts the disk under the desk, and suddenly his lover's mouth is right there.
Eventually, additional bells and whistles are added: a sort of gloryhole-roulette feature, where you have no idea who you're going to be connected with. A financial transaction service, allowing a woman to charge for her gloryhole services, with credits transferred from one device to another. These devices are banned in some countries, including in a United States where the social conservatives have won-out and many sex acts are outlawed.
I'm curious to know what story ideas others would generate from that technology. Here's mine:
A young, sexually inexperienced woman is mugged coming home from work one day, her purse stolen. After getting over the shock, she hurries home, only to find her purse hanging on the door of her apartment. After looking around to make sure nobody is around, she steps inside and examines the contents of her purse. All the contents are there, but there's also a disk. She knows immediately what it is; the government has extensively warned people of all sorts of dangers of the device. Her first reaction is to report it, but eventually curiosity gets the better of her. She sets it on the table infront of her, and turns it on. For a few seconds, nothing happens. And then a large, erect cock rises up from the portal. Our poor heroine runs screaming from the room.
When she returns, the cock is gone, and she turns off the device and throws it in the garbage. But that night, she can't help fantasizing about it, and the next morning she rescues the device from the dumpster behind the building. She turns it on again, and another cock appears, different from the first. She's still to timid to touch it, but she just looks at it, fantasizes, masturbates.
Eventually, over days, she starts getting a little more adventurous, first touching the cocks, that appear, and then stroking them. And when she makes a guy cum, the device makes a little 'blip' sound. After exploring the interface of the device a little more one day, she realizes that it's been accumulating financial credits whenever she makes a guy cum.
And then a package appears at her front door one day. It contains two more devices. She sets them up, turns them on, and suddenly has three cocks to play with. The package also contains a DVD; it appears to be an instructional video from the early 2000s about blowjobs, something considered extremely taboo in our future society. She stays home from work, calls in sick, and spends the entire day servicing three cocks at a time all day long, watching the video and practicing what she's learned. And she finds that she starts getting tipped far more.
Soon another package arrives on her doorstep. Who's sending these things to her? They can't be cheap. She needs a discrete place for them. She converts her closet into a gloryhole booth. She steps in, turns it on, and within moments is surrounded by literally a dozen cocks. She spends a day working, emerges from the booth absolutely covered in cum, and filled with cum, but several thousand dollars richer and deliciously satisfied.
Where does the story go from there? A detective comes to investigate? Or she finds out that she's got a pimp that has been providing her with these devices and deducting a little from each transaction? Maybe she herself starts to supply these devices to other women, becoming a pimp for them. Maybe she uses one of the devices to seduce a prominent, socially conservative senator and work to get legislation passed to allow the devices.
