Sex-Reset
By Limewah
Patron Reward for Izzy (September 2023)
18+
SNEAK PEEK

“This is an after-market modification. Alter8 is not responsible for any adverse effects this may cause. Are You SURE you want to enable ‘SexReset’?

Izzy had seen this screen on the app several dozen times at this point. No amount of warnings or disclaimers could stop her from using Alter8 however she liked, to change herself in so many different ways, body and soul. She’d also downloaded a few grey-market mods from other ‘enthusiasts’, which came with their own array of warnings and disclaimers that the rabbit didn’t bother reading.

“Yup!” Izzy swiped her finger across the tablet’s surface and got comfy in her soft chair as the app screen became a blank page with a slowly swirling shape in the middle.
The telltale ping and buzz of the little pea-shaped device on the table transmitted a sudden stream of incomprehensible code straight into her brain. This feeling was almost orgasmic in and of itself. Izzy groaned with pleasure, arching her back in her chair as she felt that mod sliding into her brain, tweaking, editing, chopping and changing, like there was someone giving her brain a deep tissue massage, fuck, she could cum just from this if she wanted to, so she reached down to grope at her hard dick and her perky breasts until -

-Gosh, gosh, what was she doing?! 

As the programme finished, Izzy yelped and pulled her hands away from her body, gripping the sides of her chair. She felt dazed and breathless and… sort of frightened. 
She’d… never seen it do this before, had she?

What was that feeling between her legs? Her down-there bits were tense, and sensitive, pushing against her sweatpants and her tank top. Her breasts felt heavier, and her… uh, her downstairs bit was trying to escape… almost like they were begging her to free them.
She… she didn’t know what was going on, aside from some barely remembered stuff from sex-ed…
The bunny’s eyes frantically scanned the room. She… was alone, right? No one was in?
She licked her lips slowly, her heartbeat racing as she slowly, cautiously reached for the hem of her sweatpants. Like her … like it was a precious artifact she was about to swipe…
She laid her fingers on the waistband, and lingered there, her ears pricking up. Her lips felt dry, her paws felt sweaty…
She wrapped her fingers around the base of her s…shaft and began to stroke. Her heartstrings twisted into knots, and her whole body spasmed like she’d been shocked. She gasped loudly, and let go of her…p-penis, terrified by the sensation.
She put her hand on her belly, then up to her chest to try and still her thumping rabbit heart. But that only lead to her groping her breasts - they’d never felt this sensitive before, and the sensation filled her with a cocktail of pleasure and shame.
“Ahhh…” she groaned, eyes rolling up as she found the waves of pleasure harder and harder to resist. Her hand pumped slowly against her breast, afraid that if she squeezed it too hard it might start to hurt. What she was feeling was… almost sort of painful, but a pain she wanted to keep feeling. Her other hand slid down her stomach, toward the bulge her penis made in her pants…
And just as she was about to wrap her hand around it again, she heard the apartment’s front door open. Izzy squeaked and scrabbled for a pillow from the couch to cover herself as her housemate walked in.

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