Guyver – Second Chance – Part 2 - Sex Stories

Guyver – Second Chance – Part 2

... stood by the wall mirror, with her back to it, then held up the signal mirror she’d brought over with her, using it to watch the back of her neck, where the suit usually seemed to disappear. “Restore Earphones”, she said, and as her neck tingled, she saw a small area at the base of her skull, about the size of a quarter, begin to shimmer with a pale green light. Quickly, the gray material of the suit appeared, splitting into two threads that moved round her head, and into her ears, within seconds, then began to play the radio stations that the device had been scanning earlier. She asked for “Popular Charts”, “Country and Western”, then “Classical”, the music switching to the requested station each time. “OK, so we’ve got a cool Ipod,” said Joyce, “let’s try something else.” “Audio off!”, turned the music off, “Audio on!”, switched it back on again. “Remove Earphones”, made them disappear into the back of her neck, which she watched this time, noting the green glow, and the tingle, which she was getting used to now. Joyce wanted to explore the visor next, so she thought about how she could shorten, and standardise the commands, to make things quicker and easier. While the suit seemed to respond well to properly phrased sentences, she wondered if there were key words she could use instead. The audio had worked with off and on, so she said, “Visor On”, and watched through her mirrors as a much larger volume of material appeared out of the back of her skull, wrapped round her ...

... head, then she couldn’t see anything. Of course, the visor covered her eyes, so she was now blind, till the internal screens came on a second later, but she wouldn’t be able to actually see the visor being fully fitted. She’d have to set up the video on her camera next time she tried this one, but as she ran her hands over the outside of the visor, the volume of the device made her wonder where, exactly, it fitted in her skull. Something this big must give her a killer headache, but all she’d felt was a tingle. Another thing for her list of questions, if she could get the suit to answer them. She got the visor to show the TV stations she’d watched out on her hike, then a couple of SciFi channels, spending far too long on her favourite episode of Star Trek, though it did make a pretty neat personal television set. Next she had the visor run through all the various functions she’d found this afternoon, such as location, and range, finally getting it to switch to normal vision, so she could see her immediate surroundings, although they had a strange coloured tinge to the image. When she asked, “Why is this different to what I can see with my eyes?” there was quite a pause, then the visor gave an audio stream, which Joyce assumed was an explanation in the native language, but she did pick out “enhanced, thermal, surface, and depth”. If this image was “surface depth”, then maybe it could look deeper, below the surface, like an x-ray. “Increase depth”, began to display the timber ...