Guyver – Second Chance – Part 2 - Sex Stories

Guyver – Second Chance – Part 2

... reward for performing tasks, particularly in a battle scenario. It was also used as a pain control, because it stimulated the basic endorphin production of the brain, and with this host it could be used as a power supply. Joyce thought this last point was rather unusual, and asked for clarification, having to remind the visor to reduce the technical level so that she could understand what it was saying. Apparently, the unit was designed first to be powered by tapping in to a nuclear fuel cell system, to charge its own internal storage, or in emergencies, it could tap into the physical, and neural energy of the host. This had always been of minimal use in the previous hosts, but the current host produced a high background power level, which could be greatly increased by stimulating the pleasure centres. Joyce wasn’t very comfortable with being called a ‘host’, it was so impersonal, and made her feel like a lab rat under these circumstances, so she asked the visor if it could refer to her by her proper name. It took quite a bit of creative discussion to convey that ‘Joyce Butler’ was the name that identified her as an individual, although the suit still insisted on calling it a designation, then even more work to get the suit to address her just as ‘Joyce’ in conversation. Turning the reasoning the other way round was even more difficult, as Joyce tried to discover who, or what, this suit thing was, and what it was doing inside her head, literally. The Guyver, which it often ...

... used references to, seemed to be a creature of indeterminate age, although it was very old, and mentioned being familiar with dinosaurs when they were on earth, that was housed inside a complex device called a Guyver Unit. Joyce eventually got it to reveal that its own personal designation was ‘Div Pemib’, though it knew of no specific event that it could recognise having been addressed as such. The name was something embedded deep inside its core being, that identified its inner self, but it was usually addressed by a string of numbers, like a serial number, in any communications it had with other people. While it preferred the precision of being addressed by its number, it agreed that Joyce could call it Div, if she wanted to, and it would respond, especially as it was the only one of its kind in the vicinity, so there was unlikely to be any confusion. In fact, Div had not been able to contact any other of its companions for many years, though it did have a partial record of its last contact, but since its timing system had been damaged, it didn’t even know where, or when, it was now. Joyce provided the current date, and local time, which Div used to reset its internal clock, then a quick status check routine revealed that it had been fairly inactive for 35 years or thereabouts, perhaps 45 years. The routine was beginning to return lots of conflicting data now, so the Guyver turned it off till it could perform some repairs on internal mechanisms. When Joyce enquired what Div ...