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

“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.
“Hey Izzy.” The jolteon was just passing by towards the kitchen and his blue eyes didn’t even look towards her.
“Hi Ray!” she said. “How’re you doing? I’m j-just hanging out, chilling out, aha…”
That got his attention. He turned, one eyebrow raised as he looked down at Izzy. His eyes scanned her facial expression, slowly roved down towards the pillow over her pelvis, then over to the table. There was a little seed-shaped device resting there.
“You messing around with the Alter8 again?” Ray smirked knowingly, the jolteon slowly putting his hands on his hips and leaning back slightly.
“Y-yes!” Izzy said. “Just p…playing around with the settings, you know, heights, weights, that sort of thing…”
“Anything going on down there I should know about?” Ray gestured idly towards the pillow. “Did you make your dick bigger again?”
“What?!” Izzy choked - not just from how direct Ray was, but that he used the… the d word… “No, why would I d-do something like that? What p-possible reason?”
“It gets you off, usually.”
“When did - why would -” Izzy’s face was flushed and hot, and the grin on Ray’s face only made that heat worse. “Agh, I…”
“Oh, did it glitch out or something?” Ray tilted his head to the side. “Were you messing around with some mods again?”
“M…maybe?” Izzy fidgeted and pressed the pillow against her penis. Something was… oozing out of it, and staining the inside of her shorts.
She couldn’t have been bleeding, could she? She was too afraid to check, especially while her housemate was staring down at her…
“I think I n-need to go to the bathroom, I’ll be r-right back!”
She tried to stand, but Ray got in her way, his phone brandished and at the ready. The little seed on the table vibrated and pinged, and he swiped his thumb along the screen. Izzy could only look on as he peered at the screen, his brow knitting, then unknitting again as he nodded knowingly and chuckled.
“Ah ha…. That’s fun. That’s very fun.”
“What…? What?! What’s so funny?”
“Have you ever came before?”
“Came… where?” Izzy tilted her head and Ray barked out a short laugh.
“Had an orgasm?” As he spoke, he was stroking the screen of his phone, navigating with purpose. “Cranked one out? Fapped? …no?”
“No!” Izzy shook her head. “I don’t even… why would I-”
“You haven’t touched yourself yet, have you? Don’t lie, I know you have.”
As Ray spoke, his free hand hooked into the hem of his jeans and slowly wiggled them off, revealing a dark pair of panties hugging his lower torso. He peeled the lower part of it aside, just enough to show off his… his vagina. 
Izzy couldn’t take her eyes off it.
As she stared, she heard the little seed on the table ping and buzz, and saw Ray’s hips were visibly thickening and widening it - the Alter8 was doing it, Izzy knew that much, but… it frightened her just how warm it made her feel.
As his hips widened, Ray rolled them from side to side, tracing a figure 8 in the air with his behind. He flashed his slit for her again.The sight of it made Izzy burn and blush even more.
“What’re you doing…?!” she sputtered.
“Giving you some jerk-off material,” Ray said. “Trust me. Just go ahead and rub your cock.”
“M-my…”
“Your penis, silly.” Ray laughed. “Wow, that thing did a number on you. Just listen to your body, see what it wants…”

What her body wanted, it seemed, was to stare at that little pink slit as Ray spread it wider with two fingers.
 It also wanted to grip her p…p-...her - her penis and ..b-balls. She let the pillow fall aside, her pre-stained shorts still tented, and both her hands dove down under the waistband, rolling it down around her thighs. Her breasts were squished together, even more sensitive than before, her nipples firm and perked. 
Her c-... her genitals felt so warm, and soft in her paws, in a way she’d never noticed before. What had she been missing…?

“Go on.” Ray’s voice was curiously gentle all of a sudden, even though his tone was still teasing. “Just… be gentle, and relax, and see where your fingers take you…”
As he spoke, he slipped two fingers into his vagina, the wet slick sound filling Izzy’s ears and making her feel… good. Not repulsed or squicked out, but… her ears were pricking up to listen harder, and she found herself leaning forward, enthralled by the slow slithering of those fingers, in, and out, glistening with Ray’s fluids as he gasped softly.
“Ahh… don’t tense up your jaw, just let it relax…”
Izzy nodded, her lips parted as she stroked a little faster, fondling her balls, seeking out the secret pleasures she’d been missing out on. Now that she was allowing herself to experience the feeling more fully, breathing into it, it was feeling less terrifying, and more natural.
Having Ray stand over her and show her what to do was weirdly comforting, far less mortifying than doing it alone. 
She felt a tight knot inside her penis, pushing down into her pelvis. But rather than stop or slow down, her body wanted to keep going, to stroke faster… and she couldn’t help herself. She had to keep going! Her hips were lifting off the floor, humping at the air as her shaft was aimed towards Ray’s thighs. Everything about his hips was irresistibly hot. Unable to look away even as her breaths caught in her throat and her stroking got more intense.
“Wh… what’s happening…” she gasped. “I f-feel like I’m g…gonna burst…!”
“That’s normal, hon,” Ray said with a grin. “I’m not surprised you’re so close. Just keep going, you’ll feel it soon, and you’ll see what you’ve been missing out on…!”
Izzy stroked faster still, unable to stop herself from moaning and gasping, the tightness spreading up through the rest of her body, and her vision went foggy and her mind paused as she-!

She cried out, her shaft pulsing and spurting - even though the programming came to an abrupt end the moment the orgasm hit her, it still felt like one of the most powerful orgasms she’d ever had. Like it was the first time all over again.
“Hhaaaahhhfuuuuck…” she groaned and slumped back into the chair, still stroking her erect cock as she looked, blearily, up at Ray. The jolteon was still shaking his thickened hips from side to side, getting a feel for them. “Sssup?”
“Not much,” Ray said. “You came crazy quick though, I’m kinda disappointed. You can’t delay gratification at all, can you?”
“Pfft.” Izzy shrugged. “Guilty as charged.”
“I might have to give that script a whirl later. Seems like it was fun for you!”
“Yeah, you’ll love it. Should I ‘forget’ to put some of my toys away when you do?”
“Ohhhh, great idea.” Ray licked his lips, still groping at his fat thighs. “In the meantime… think you can keep that up for a bit longer? Now I’m in the mood.”
Izzy patted her lap. “Have a seat and we’ll find out.”

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