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First Calibration

Sofia pulls the prototype from Jake's mouth, slick with his saliva, and positions the tip at his entrance. His body tenses, hands still laced behind his head, and she watches his eyes flutter closed as she presses forward—the neural feedback flooding her with the heat of his resistance, the tight ring of muscle, the tremor in his thighs. Tanya leans in, fingers tracing the base where Sofia's body meets the shaft, and says, 'Tell me what you feel.' Sofia feels everything: the stretch, the give, the small surrender of his body accepting her, and she knows this is the moment the prototype stops being a toy and becomes an extension of her will. Jake moans, cry's and begs.