6 comments/ 57485 views/ 24 favorites The Body Scanner By: wouldnitbnice Story Codes: MC, MF, MF+, FF, M/MF, MD Synopsis: Walter Stiltson creates a next generation airport security Body Scanner that he discovers has a very powerful mind control capability when used a certain way. This is the first story set in the Body Scanner world detailing its creation, basic capabilities and the start of his organization. Disclaimer: This is a work of adult fiction about a fictional scenario in a fictional world and should never be confused with reality. Please do not read this story if you don't like adult situations and adult sexual depictions. Feel free to read something else. This is intended for adults only -- 18 and over. Copyright Copyright in this work lies with the author, who can be contacted via the COMMENT tab on my profile. This story is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-ShareAlike 3.0 Unported License. * Prologue The gorgeous young blond opened her apartment door, stepped inside and froze at the scene she saw in the living room. Walter looked up at the sound of the door opening and saw that Jennifer had come home early, still dressed in her pencil skirt, while blouse and smart jacket. He could tell that it took her a few seconds to process what she was seeing with her beautiful green eyes since she was so obviously surprised. He supposed that the last thing she had expected was to see her newly engaged best friend Lisa dancing in a bright orange bikini right in front her roommate Walter. Walter was sitting on the living room couch with a grin on his face as he practically got a lap dance from the tall brunette Lisa. Walter owned the apartment and was Jennifer's roommate. Her dancing friend Lisa didn't live here, but she had been helping Walter on his aura project. As he watched Jennifer in the doorway, Walter was very curious to see how she would react to the situation. Jennifer wasn't his girlfriend officially but they'd been together enough that he half expected her to explode with jealousy and half expected her not too... Jennifer just stood and watched Lisa dancing for about 30 seconds. It actually looked to Walter like Jennifer's nipples had gotten hard and she was rubbing her legs together. Was she starting to get turned on as she watched Lisa's sexy dance? Walter knew that he was turned on! Lisa was dancing right in front of him in her little string bikini, the top barely covered her swaying full C cup breasts, and the bottom was a small G-String that just covered her obviously neatly trimmed mons venus. The bottom of the bikini was tight and left a nice camel toe in the front and it left her ass almost completely bare with only a small string up her crack. Lisa was tall and very athletic and she was rhythmically moving her sexy hips back and forth, cupping her breasts, bending over to show off her tight ass in the G-String and rubbing against him whenever she could. Her skin was just a touch tanned, it felt incredibly soft and smooth and was warm wherever she rubbed against him. Lisa leaned toward him thrusting her breasts into his face as her long brunette hair cascaded around him and he was overwhelmed with how great she smelled. It was a combination of a nice shampoo from the cloud of her hair, some sort of expensive perfume and underneath it all he detected a hint of excited female. Her cleavage felt so soft and warm against his cheek and his hands naturally ran up the outsides of her long, toned, smooth legs. As she bent over him her ass was on full display and aimed toward the doorway and Jennifer. Lisa didn't know she was there yet and Jennifer simply stared transfixed at the site before her. "You smell great and I love your soft skin, you look great dancing in your bikini, we should do this everyday!" he tried to say lightly into her ear despite the little hitch in his voice. Walter wanted to hit himself in the forehead as soon as he made that stupid comment. What was he some geek in a strip club getting his first lab dance? He couldn't believe how awkward he felt as soon as he said it. Still dancing, Lisa turned away from him as if she now felt awkward too and ended up facing Jennifer for the first time since she'd come home. She froze when she saw her friend standing in the doorway; it was clear she hadn't heard the door open over the dance music playing. Walter knew that he'd had a somewhat guilty look on his face ever since Jennifer had come in. But when Jennifer quickly smiled at him he knew everything would be ok, so he smiled back and relaxed. Lisa tried to quickly cover up, grabbing her clothing off the floor. She gasped, "I'm so sorry, I don't know what came over me, I've got to go." She slipped on tight workout pants, you know the kind that look great, hugging the hips, ass and thighs and cost about $200. She quickly pulled a tight work out top over her head that left her stomach bare and stepped quickly into her sneakers. "I'll see you tomorrow", she called out to Walter as she rushed out the front door with her small purse in hand, not making eye contact with Jennifer. Jennifer looked at Walter and raised her eyebrow. He shut off the music, shrugged and said, "She was helping with the aura camera's finer settings and we were talking. She wanted to show me what a good dancer she was. Since she was already wearing the bikini she just kept it on and started dancing. But I wasn't really expecting a lap dance. Not sure Mathew would approve." He gave a wry smile to his roommate. Mathew was Lisa's investment banker fiancé and despite the fact that he was well educated he was a big guy and was very protective of Lisa. To say he wouldn't have approved of her dancing for Walter in her bikini was the understatement of the year. Frankly Mathew didn't even like Walter and only tolerated Lisa spending time over at the apartment because Jennifer lived there. "I'm sure! Ha! Oh, you poor, poor man; what could you possibly do when the beautiful girl in a bikini wanted to dance for you? You really were just a victim after all!" Jennifer smirked but said it with a laugh in her voice as she looked at the obvious bulge in Walter's pants. She tilted her head like she was thinking and her gaze grew a little bit unfocused as she looked at his crotch. "You look kind of stressed out, let me help you out" she whispered as she approached him across the room. The unfocused look on her face had changed to a predatory one as she got closer to him. She hiked her tight skirt up her thin sexy dark stocking clad thighs showing both a flash of panties and the tops of her stockings. The gorgeous blond slowly knelt in front of him on the floor between his legs. She smoothly undid his pants and freed his good size cock, burying it deep in her hot mouth. She was really good at giving head given all the practice she'd had on him lately. When she started twirling her tongue and corkscrewing her head as she moved slowly up and down, he didn't last long. He felt pressure building and building and he grabbed her head and pulled her all the way down his cock just as he exploded. He could tell that she orgasmed at the same time his sperm shot into the back of her mouth and then into her throat. As always in the last few days, she had a very powerful orgasm and it left her stunned for about 15 seconds after she finished shaking. His cock was still so deep in her mouth it was partially down her throat. She never gagged any more so she simply pulled his cock partially out so she could breath. But she kept it in her mouth and enjoyed the post orgasmic bliss and the feeling of Walter running his hands thru her long blond hair. So she licked him clean and gently sucked on him until he pulled away when it got too sensitive. She tucked him neatly back into his pants and patted him. "Is that a little bit better?" "Wow, all relaxed now, thanks for getting rid of my stress!" Walter couldn't believe how lucky he'd been in finding Jennifer as his roommate and research assistant. He looked at her beautiful green eyes that were gazing lovingly at him. There's no way she would normally be with him, she was way out of his league, as was her friend Lisa. To be honest with himself, he was at best slightly above average and she was a perfect 10's version of a perfect 10. He was also ten years older than both her and Lisa and had totally different hobbies. Most people would describe him as boring or at best a smart nerd while she was the opposite of boring and would be the most popular person at any party. If she had been two inches taller she could have easily been a supermodel. Things had worked out very well. _________________________________________________________________________________________ Chapter 1 -- My Scanner Things had worked out very well indeed. Well you might be wondering just how I got so lucky and how you can too. Well it's a long story, but let me give it a shot; there's not instant sex in it, so you'll have to be a little patient. I've changed some of the names, dates and locations to protect the innocent and not so innocent, but the core of my story is true. The girl's perspective I've picked up in conversations and interviews with them after the fact, but I tried to represent it all as accurately as I could. My name is Walter Stiltson but my friends call me Stilts since I'm 6' 3" and I've always been on the skinny side. Well, my story really starts back in 2007. I was working for a small company that was designing and building a low power full body X-ray machine. You know, the kind that's gotten such bad press lately at all the airports. We knew the government was going to be putting out a bid and would most likely settle on two vendors to supply all the scanners across the country. We wanted to be one of them; big money was on the table. With my dual master degrees in computer science and physics, I was the lead engineer for the project. Although to be fair there were only five engineers in the whole company and less than 30 people overall. One of my old college professors had founded the company and it turned out he was much better at innovating new solutions than he was at winning government contracts. We had taken a radically different direction than the other companies in the design of our scanner. Our product worked just was well as theirs did but it used a lot more power and since we didn't have the economies of scale of the larger firms, it cost about 25% more. Like I said, it was using a very different technology that allowed it to be configured in many interesting ways. At the time, the government didn't care about that; but they would in the future. Needless to say, we didn't win the big contract in early 2009. And that was the end of the road for the company. Since they didn't even have funds to pay me my final paycheck my professor told me I could keep our one working scanner prototype as a lab device for future experiments. He was getting out of the business world entirely and going back to teaching. He'd lost so much money, sweat and tears that he didn't want to look at another scanner for the rest of his life. So I took the one working prototype and all the design material since no one else wanted it as my severance package and started looking for a new job. I ended up getting a job with one of our competitors that did manage to land the big government contract and I worked on tweaking their design. It paid the bills at least. At the time, I had a decent apartment right outside of Atlanta, Georgia. It was a three-bedroom place that had a full basement that I converted to a lab. I had setup the prototype-scanning machine there and would occasionally run a comparison test of it versus the scanner that I was now getting paid to work on. My original scanner was much more flexible; you could adjust the power output of the X-Rays and effectively turn it almost into a medical grade device that saw deep inside a person's body. Or turn it all the way down and just look for concealed weapons on the surface under their clothes. Since we hadn't won the government contact we'd never gotten around to installing software that blurred the face or genitals of the person getting scanned. So it showed everything in 1080P HD. For fun, I tweaked it in the other direction, adding powerful facial recognition software to it and integrated everything so that it went way beyond the normal surface bone structure you'd find in even top of the line security products. Since I was tying the facial recognition software into an X-Ray machine, I added additional data points for dental structure and deep bone structure and made it into a full body recognition scan. Hell, if a person had gone thru the machine, then undergone major plastic surgery he would still be recognized going back thru a second time. It made me smile, the ACLU would throw a fit if they ever saw my software! At this point I was just working on the scanner as a hobby more than anything. Doing things with it that I wasn't able to do in my day job. In my basement lab I was able to develop preset templates for doing deep tissue scanning. I figured it was only a matter of time before one of these idiot terrorists would get on a plane with a powerful bomb in their stomach or up their ass. So I made templates to look for them. Now a couple of things to point out: one, the current scanners on the market couldn't do this nor would they be able to in the future without exposing the people being scanned to a huge dose of radiation and that wasn't going to be acceptable to anyone. Two, my design could do it without the increased radiation, but required some highly trained operators; not the normal TSA minimum wage guys. And three, I wasn't able to know that these templates really worked without someone to test on. Since I couldn't test on myself and also run the machine, I would need to get an assistant. I didn't want to advertise for an assistant openly since I figured my current employer would look at that as moonlighting and I'd have to find a new job. I had just moved down to Georgia, so I didn't have any nearby friends that could help me out and I obviously wasn't going to use a co-worker. So I decided to get a roommate and work something out with them. Easier said than done. I first just advertised for a roommate with a very low monthly rate. I got a half dozen interested reply's but when I told them that I'd need their help for a x-ray scanner project they all backed out. I changed my approach, put another add for a room to rent with an even lower rent. Mentioned that I was looking for a roommate with a positive 'aura'. See, in addition to changing HOW the device scanned a person, the output could be tweaked in many different ways. I created a little template that used a combination of body heat measurement, deep tissue scan of the person's head coupled with an overall body scan to create a false color image of the person's aura. Total Bull Shit as far as I was concerned, but I tried it on my neighbor's cat and I was able to make a very convincing aura around it, especially around the cat's head due to the deep tissue scan. It took some trial and error with the exact power levels and frequencies to use, but I thought it would work well on a person too. So my plan was to find a person that was into new age aura's and convince them that my machine was measuring a person's aura and that I needed help fine tuning it. After two day's I'd gotten only one response from a young woman who had just moved down to Georgia from New York. Not exactly where I'd expected someone into aura's to come from. But I setup an appointment to show her the room for rent in my apartment. When she showed up, I noticed two things right way. The first was that she was probably the most beautiful blonde I'd ever seen and she couldn't have been more than 21. The second thing my partially stunned mind realized was that she hadn't come alone. Her companion was also young, also 21 or 22 and a stunning brunette. I'm only 31, but they made me feel really old and frumpy. The blonde introduced herself as Jennifer and her brunette friend was Lisa. I'm a normal looking guy, not super handsome as I mentioned, slightly above average, but I'm tall and in good shape, so I think I made a good first impression. They definitely made a good impression on me. It'd been a while since I had a girlfriend, and they were both looking unbelievably good. Jennifer was about 5' 7" with large tits and an amazing ass. She was wearing skinny jeans and nice top that just showed a hint of her cleavage. Her face was easily top model quality with gorgeous green eyes. Lisa was taller and more slender, about 5' 9" with an only slightly smaller chest and tighter ass. She was wearing shorts and had really long tan legs. Her eyes were a striking blue and I noticed a large engagement ring on her finger, but no wedding band. I'd really gone all out on getting the apartment ready to sublet. I'd had the whole place professionally painted and cleaned, bought a new 65" plasma TV and added brand new furniture to both of the extra bedrooms. I was just using them for storage before. When I showed them the apartment and the bedroom for rent they both loved it. But, they looked at me suspiciously and Jennifer asked, "Why's the rent so low, you have to know you can get a lot more for it than what you're asking?" "Well, that's why I asked about the positive aura." They looked at me blankly. After a pause, Jennifer said, "I thought you were just looking for an upbeat roommate" "I am, but I'm also building a machine that can measure and take a picture of a person's aura but I need someone to pose for it so I can calibrate it. It won't be a fast process and would probably take one session a week for 6 months or so to get it right. I'll need to code a lot of software and calibrate the machine after each session." I wanted to make sure I had enough time to fine tune the internal bomb scanning capability, but I figured 6 months would be more than enough time. I felt a little guilty not telling her everything I was planning with the scanner, but I knew it wasn't dangerous and I really wanted to make my scanner work, so I justified it in my mind. Surprising me, Lisa spoke up before Jennifer could reply, "I saw a show on the discovery channel about cameras that could take pictures of aura's. It was pretty cool. They could show mood and some people said health and other things too." Thinking quickly I replied, "Those are just portable cameras but mine will be able to take a 3D image of a person's entire aura -- no one else can do that. It could be a big breakthrough." "Let's see it." Jennifer said I took them down into the lab basement and showed them the pictures of the cat's aura I took. They were very impressed; especially since the aura around the cat changed subtlety with the pose and the angle of the picture. Now my basement wasn't some dingy mad scientist style lab. It was a large well-lit, fully finished room that was nicely decorated with a mahogany wet bar, office style computer desk and my body scanner machine. I ran the scanner from the three sleek computers at the desk. The scanner itself looked like something out of Star Trek. It was a tall circular enclosure about the size of a large shower. It had a single door in the back and at its 'front' facing the computers was a window that was 3 feet by 3 feet, the rest of the material was an off white super strong plastic. It had a ceiling filled with small bright lights that was right against the basement ceiling -- about 9 feet tall. The floor of the scanner was the same off white advanced plastic as the walls and there was a slightly raised round red pedestal in the center. It was only raised about 6 inches and it was actually built to rotate the person standing on it so all angles could be viewed. The Body Scanner Ch. 02 Chapter 2 -- Scanning Jennifer Jennifer moved into the apartment and we quickly settled into a routine. She was attending a nearby college and started classes two weeks after she moved in. She was a great roommate and I hadn't realized how lonely I'd been living by myself. Not that I made any advances, but she made it clear that she wasn't interested in me as a boyfriend or really interested in any boyfriend at all. I got the sense she'd just come out of some ugly relationship but I didn't push it or anything else with her. That was easy since I was much more interested in how she could help me finish my project than I was in having her for a girlfriend. I waited until the following week to ask her about helping me with the scanner. She said fine, we agreed on the next Thursday. I told her to dress comfortably and make sure she hit the bathroom before we started since we'd need to go for about an hour continuously. So I went down to the basement and started everything up. I'd have to make sure and create some aura pictures after I'd completed my real scanning work so she wouldn't be suspicious. I'd gotten everything up and running when she walked down. I was bummed when I saw that she was dressed in loose sweats that did a very effective job of hiding her amazing body. I mentally kicked myself in the ass and told myself to focus on making my scanner work and not on the pretty girl. "Ok, I'm ready. What do you need me to do?" I opened the door to the scanner and said, "Just go in and stand on the pedestal." "Will I feel anything?" I wanted to put her at ease and I didn't really think she'd feel a thing. "Well some folks don't feel anything, just like getting your picture taken. But other folks are more sensitive and they report feeling very restful and relaxed during and after." She smiled at that and went inside closing the door behind her. She stepped up onto the pedestal and tried to find a comfortable way to stand. "What do I do now?" The scanner was sound proofed, so her voice came out of speakers on my desk. "Just stand there and try not to move, I'll start the camera." I said into my microphone. She could hear me clearly from speakers in the scanner. I entered the commands on the computers and started the warm-up for the scanning process. I figured that the first thing I would do was run the template that I'd created for the aura photos, get that out of the way so I could focus on the real tests. As the warm-up process started I noticed that Jennifer was fidgeting with her hair. She kept twirling a lock of her long blonde hair with her finger; an unconscious habit that I had noticed she did when she was studying or reading. The movement was definitely going to mess up the picture I was trying to capture. "Jennifer, please keep your hands at your sides, if you move it'll mess up the picture." "Ok, sorry" she replied She put her hands down and the warm-up completed but there was a slight calibration error. I corrected it and started warm-up again. This took another minute, but this time everything came up green and I pressed the button to start the scan. The machines spun up and all the indicators where that everything was working correctly. "Ok, I just started the cameras." The aura scan started fine and everything looked good on the computer output that I was watching intently. After about 20 seconds I looked up thru the window at Jennifer and once again, her finger was slowly twirling her hair. This was getting a little frustrating. If she couldn't stand still for 5 minutes this was going to be very long process for both of us. "Jennifer, I need you to please put your hands at your sides and keep still. I'm going to start the pedestal turning and I really need to you to listen to me and do what I tell you." I tried hard to keep any sense of frustration out of my voice, but she must have sensed something as her hand shot down to her side and she stood almost at attention. "No don't stand quite so stiffly, just relax." She very quickly relaxed, her shoulders slumping and her head drooping down with her chin almost touching her chest. "Don't relax that much, keep your head and shoulders straight." I wasn't sure if she was just messing with me but the exasperation was evident in my voice I was sure. I felt bad that I was getting frustrated so quickly, but I'd looked forward to getting my scanner fully working for so long and I was really anxious to get started. So I took a deep breath and in a light tone of voice I tried to use a little humor to appease her if I'd been too brisk, "sorry Jennifer, I forgot to tell you before we started; ...I'm a strict demanding director and you are the poor model that has to figure out how to meet all my ridiculous requests even when I don't really know what I want! I'm sure I'll have plenty of ridiculous requests." Given the normal back and forth banter we'd developed in the week she'd been in the apartment, I expected her to respond to my lame attempt at being funny, but she didn't say anything back at all. But she didn't look upset or anything either. Actually quite the opposite, she looked happy and relaxed. Not knowing what to make of it, I just decided to move on. So I started the pedestal turning and went back to watching the capture from the computer. This time her hands stayed at her side and she seemed to stay relaxed as she began to rotate. There was even a small smile on her face. "Jennifer, I want to test out the camera's focal capabilities for 3D. Please stretch your arms out to your side sides parallel to the floor as far as you can and keep as still as possible." Her arms shot out to her sides very quickly and she froze, not moving a muscle. Her arms didn't even quiver despite the fact that they were parallel to the ground and she was on a turning platform. I was impressed, that was a lot of muscle control. I let her spin for another two rotations and said, "Ok, that looks good. Now raise your arms straight above your head and try not to move." Once again her arms shot up which did interesting things to her chest but then she just froze in position. I let her rotate a half dozen times as this position noticeably raised her chest even within the baggy sweatshirt. It was hard not to notice her generous chest in this position and I found myself fixated on the view. I shook myself out of my fascination; she'd remained perfectly still the whole time. "Ok, put your arms back down to your sides. I can see that you are one of the people that really enjoys this." I added for her benefit. "It looks like you are relaxed and feeling good. What does the aura camera feel like?" She paused for almost 5 seconds and then said, "I'm very relaxed and I'm feeling really good. I really enjoy the camera." She smiled when she said it but didn't have a lot of expression on her face. In fact she was looking kind of blissed out. A beep from a computer caught my attention. It was the body temperature sensor. I'd added the sensor to help create the aura photos but then I realized it might have a practical use in the future. If there was ever a viral outbreak of avian flu or something similar my scanner would be able to check heightened body temperatures very quickly in addition to security scanning. People that were fighting a virus would have a fever and this would show in a quick scan so potentially sick people could be quickly quarantined or treated instead of getting on an airplane and spreading the virus further. But right now the alarm had kicked in because Jennifer's body temperature had started off normally and then climbed by almost two degrees in the last five minutes. That was a fast change. I hit the heel of my hand into my forehead. I'd forgotten to turn on the scanner's air conditioner. With the enclosed air in the small space, x-ray equipment and numerous bright lights the temperature inside had climbed rapidly to 110 degrees. I quickly turned on the AC unit, but it would take a few minutes to cool it off. I would have to adjust my code so that it automatically turned on in the future. I made some notes to myself. "Jennifer, I'm sorry it's so hot in there. Just turned on the air. Are you ok? You must be very hot in those sweats." "Yes, I'm ok but I am very hot" she said with a smile. "Well, next time you don't need to wear sweats" I said with a laugh in my voice. "I won't wear the sweats next time" she replied, smiling herself. As I looked at her I saw her forehead start to bead up with sweat. Again I felt bad, I hoped she'd do another session with me. I felt like I hadn't done a great job on this one. "I'll finish up quickly. You are doing really well. You're a natural at this, I can tell you enjoy it. I'll make sure the next session goes better." I shut down the aura scan and moved onto my deep tissue 'bomb' scanning. After 5 minutes she started to slightly fidget again. She wasn't playing with her hair, but she was starting to sway and move so not wanting to push my luck, I quickly shut down the scanner and wrapped up my testing. "Thanks Jennifer, I got everything I needed. You can come out now." As she came out I printed the aura picture and gave her a copy. It had turned out really good. Her body was surrounded by a reddish aura and her head had a golden one that went thru a graduated range of colors. It looked very authentic. I ventured out a soft close to make sure she'd do more sessions, "Let's plan on doing our next session next Saturday." "Ok, that sounds good to me, I really enjoyed it, something about it was really relaxing; almost like getting a massage." She looked at me and smiled, waved bye and went back upstairs. Chapter 3 -- Jennifer getting scanned Jennifer's best friend Lisa had spotted the ad for the rental room in the paper. It was too good a deal to be true; there had to be a catch somewhere. It was either a dump or the 'landlord' was some sort of freak. But it sounded nice and she knew the neighborhood and it wasn't bad at all. So Jennifer had called the number and the guy she spoke to seemed normal enough, she decided to check it out in person. But she knew she was good looking; guys were always hitting on her. Most of the time she didn't care, but after the recent ugly break up with her ex-boyfriend, she wasn't in the mood to deal with it at all. So she asked Lisa to come along with her when she looked at the apartment. Her first impression of the landlord was that he wasn't a bad looking guy, probably about 30 years old. He was dressed a little bit nerdy, but he was tall and in shape and he had a nice smile. He introduced himself as Walter and seemed very proud of his apartment. He didn't leer at either her or Lisa but she did catch him checking them out when he thought they weren't looking. It was kind of cute in a nerdy sort of way. It might be fun to tease him a little bit if she did move in. She loved the apartment. The bedroom was good size with a walk in closet and she'd have her own bathroom. The common areas were unbelievable, he had brand new appliances, the biggest TV she'd ever seen and a killer stereo system. The price was way too low and that made her suspicious that he was looking for more than just a roommate. And she definitely wasn't interested in that with him. She asked him, "Why's the rent so low, you have to know you can get a lot more for it than what you're asking?" He replied, "Well, that's why I asked about the positive aura." She didn't know what he meant by that, "I thought you were just looking for an upbeat roommate" He replied, talking about some sort of camera machine he built to take a picture of a person's aura; whatever that was. Sounded like a mixture of nerd with new age vision. He needed someone to take pictures of so he could develop and finish his machine. But Lisa had heard about something like this and it sounded harmless. So they decided to see the setup. The basement was really cool, nice bar and office style setup and the machine was very high tech looking. It was bigger than what she thought it would be but looked like he had put a lot of effort and money into building it. It wasn't just some fly by night experiment and that put her at ease. She talked it over with Lisa and they checked with him to ensure that what he needed her to help him out with wouldn't interfere with school or her part time job. It sounded like it wouldn't and she loved the apartment, so she agreed and took it. After she moved in and got settled into the routine she found that she really liked Walter. He was always the perfect gentleman with her and she found conversations with him to always be engaging and funny. They'd developed a good back and forth repartee and she think they understood each other very well. She LOVED the apartment and even Lisa was jealous of how nice it was. A couple of weeks after moving in Walter brought up the Aura Camera and asked if she'd be willing to start helping him with it. She said sure. Jen came down in the basement and was again impressed with how nice the machine and the whole setup looked. It was very professional. Walter asked her to step inside the machine and stand on the red pedestal. She did and he closed the door behind her. She saw him reappear thru the small window in the front as he bent to work over his computers. He looked up at her and smiled. Then he frowned slightly and asked her to try and keep her hands at her sides. She realized she'd been playing with her hair, a habit that she hated, but could never bring herself to stop doing. She was glad that she'd worn the loose sweats as she felt very on display standing with her hands at her sides on the pedestal. Like many beautiful women she was always a little bit self conscious of her looks and any of the many flaws she knew she had stood out much larger in her psyche than her various positives. The sad part was that even knowing this about her own perception did nothing to change how she felt. She was happy to cover up with the sweats and hide her flaws. Jen heard Walter say that the cameras had started but it seemed to come to her from a great distance. Jen felt warm and relaxed no stress at all; it was really nice. Then she heard Walter's voice again from a distance but also from almost within her head it was very strange but it felt right, "Jennifer, I need you to please put your hands at your sides and keep still. I'm going to start the pedestal turning and I really need to you to listen to me and do what I tell you." Her relaxed mind processed what Walter was saying and she complied by putting her hand at her side. But she realized he'd meant more than just to do that and her mind continued processing his words. She knew that he didn't want her to play with her hair as a nervous habit anymore at all. She also knew that she needed to always listen to Walter and to do what he told her to. She felt really good now that she understood what she needed to do. There was silence of about 3 seconds and she heard "No don't stand quite so stiffly, just relax." She felt her body fully relax and all her stress melt away; it felt very nice. Then she heard, "No, don't relax that much, keep your head and shoulders straight." She straightened her shoulders and raised her head. She decided there was nothing else to process there. Walter's voice continued speaking from a distance and at the same time from within her head, "sorry Jennifer, I forgot to tell you before we started; I am the strict demanding director with the grand vision and you are the hardworking supermodel that has to figure out how to meet all my ridiculous requests even when I don't really know what I want! I'm sure I'll have plenty of ridiculous requests." Her mind whirred away in its relaxed state trying to understand exactly what she needed to know. She now realized that he was the director, her boss and that he was strict and demanding but he had a grand vision. She had to figure out what his vision was and help him achieve it even if he didn't know what it was himself. She knew she'd have to work very hard and be the best, most beautiful model she could be for her director. She also knew she'd do whatever it took to complete his vision no matter what she had to do. With her complete acceptance of this knew knowledge she felt very relaxed and at peace. She listened to his voice as he posed her a couple of more times in different positions, but there was nothing else to process; it felt good to just be the supermodel and follow the orders of her director. "Ok, put your arms back down to your sides. I can see that you are one of the people that really enjoys this." And she knew that she did really enjoy the aura camera. "You look like you are you are relaxed and feeling good. What does the aura camera feel like?" She was even more relaxed and feeling even better after his words. She had to think about the question for several seconds, ""I'm very relaxed and I'm feeling really good. I really enjoy the camera." She smiled since she was able to get the words out correctly in the relaxed state she was in. Then she heard, "Jennifer, I'm sorry it's so hot in there. Just turned on the air. Are you ok? You must be very hot in those sweats." And she found that she was hot, very hot. "Yes, I'm ok but I am very hot" she said with a smile. "Well, next time you don't need to wear sweats" he said with a laugh in his voice. "I won't wear the sweats next time" she agreed, knowing that she wouldn't and smiling back at him. "I'll finish up quickly. You are doing really well. You're a natural at this, I can tell you enjoy it. I'll make sure the next session goes better." She felt that this state she was in was very relaxing and peaceful. She was looking forward to the next session and how it was going to be even better. After a minute, her mind seemed to clear and felt herself come back to normal. It was hard to balance on the platform, but she was only swaying a little bit. After a while she heard Walter say, "Thanks Jennifer, I got everything I needed. You can come out now." But this time his voice just came out of the speakers, it wasn't in her head. She was a little disappointed and couldn't wait until her next session. He let her out of the aura camera and he gave her a picture of her aura. She didn't care much about the aura itself, but she was very disappointed with the picture. She looked horrible in her baggy sweats, she didn't look like a supermodel at all she wanted to cry; this just wouldn't do. But she was happy that he wanted to do another session with her and that he'd scheduled the next session for Saturday. She told him she really liked the whole experience -- almost like getting a massage. But even as she stood there looking at Walter she was wondering what his grand vision was and what types of things she'd be able to help him with. She'd have to think about it and pay close attention to him for clues. As she gave him a wave and went back upstairs to let him play with his computers without her distracting him she was surprised to find that she was really horny. She decided that she must have liked being on display even when wearing the horrible sweats. She decided to take care of her horniness right after fixing her outfit. She went into her room and closed the door. She had a full-length mirror in the room and she looked at herself critically in the mirror. Walter was absolutely right, the look of baggy sweats just wasn't right for her at all. She quickly stripped them off and threw them in the corner of her room. She was wearing normal underwear under the sweats, nothing very lacy or sexy. Just her comfortable bra and big panties that wouldn't ride up her crack as she walked -- they weren't sexy at all. She knew that a model, let alone a supermodel would ever be caught dead in them. So she quickly stripped them off as well and threw them on top of her discarded sweats. The Body Scanner Ch. 02 She stood back in front of the mirror and critically examined her naked body, taking in her lightly tanned skin and overall trim form. She focused on her full breasts and saw that they had almost no sag but still looked and were in fact real. Turning side to side she examined them and used her hands to adjust them; her nipples felt nice and perky, they were getting harder from the attention. She noted that both breasts were exactly the same size and shape. They were firm yet had a nice bounce and they were proportional if a little on the large size to her frame. All in all she decided that a model, even a supermodel would be happy to have her breasts and general build. She looked at her thin, toned legs and ran her hands up her smooth skin. She was glad that she'd gotten laser hair removal. Not that there was ever that much hair to begin with and it was blonde after all, but it made life so much easier not having to shave. She looked at her dainty well taken care of feet; she really liked the pink nail polish she'd put on her toes yesterday. She worked out a lot, mainly yoga and Pilates and she knew her legs, flat stomach and hips looked great. She turned her back to the mirror and looked over her shoulder, checking out her ass. It was firm, unblemished and had a nice curve to it. Not a big booty she thought, but she had a nice perky heart shaped butt. When she put her feet and legs together she could just see a little diamond opening formed at the juncture of her thighs and ass. All in all she thought her legs, ass, stomach and hips would compare nicely to a supermodel. She didn't quite have their starved look, but she was in the same ballpark. She turned back to the mirror and looked at her face with her high cheekbones, large green eyes, full lips and small nicely formed nose. The way her long blonde hair cascaded around her face added to its beauty. She knew she was beautiful, she'd heard it often enough her entire life, from family, friends, boy friends and even from unwanted admirers. Yes, she knew her face was model quality and when she smiled it was even prettier. Finally, she got a small hand held mirror and looked at her pussy and ass in it. She'd take a lot of care to keep everything neatly trimmed and had permanent laser hair removal around her pussy itself and her ass. It was so much easier than getting bikini waxes every summer. She saw her little landing strip above her mons, and looked at her little pussy in the mirror. She was definitely excited right now, her clit was protruding and her lips were more swollen and red than normal. But she pushed that aside and continued her critical evaluation. Yes, she decided it was a pretty pussy and ass; only one small mole and very symmetrical. It looked almost virginal she decided; after all it hadn't seen much action she laughed to herself. Only two real boyfriends and two more casual encounters and none of the guys had been that big. She thought it was a nice pussy, maybe if she was doing some nude modeling it would even be better than the other girls. She paused at that thought; is that what Walter wanted? Did he want her as his nude model? What guy wouldn't? She wondered with no conceit just honest consideration. Well, she wasn't sure right now that he wanted her nude and she didn't want to give him the wrong idea that she liked him or something if he didn't want her naked. So maybe something a little more conservative was in order. So her basic body met the requirements of being Walter's model; but what about her wardrobe? She moved over to her dresser and started going thru her clothes. Many of them ended up on the floor with the sweats. She didn't want slutty clothes, but was rather looking for the right mix of sexy and stylish; practical didn't figure heavily in her judgment. She went thru her closet after her dresser with very similar results. She surveyed what she had left and decided that she needed to do some major shopping. Luckily she had money from her parents and a part time job at a marketing firm that paid pretty well. But what should she wear for the next Saturday session? She went thru her clothes and thought about wearing just underwear, but that might also be taken the wrong way by Walter. She sighed, this was tough, she didn't want to give him the wrong idea but she wanted to be the best model for him. Her gaze fell upon a nice French cut bikini that she had decided to keep. Hmm, that might work. She thought about modeling in that skimpy bikini and it made her feel really warm inside. That was perfect she thought; what guy doesn't like pretty girls in bikinis. He would love to direct his model if she was wearing that in their session. It had the added plus that he wouldn't get the wrong idea since she could tell him she was just too hot last time. Outfit decided, she laid down on the bed and began gently stroking her pussy with one hand and rubbing her breast with the other. She would switch from breast to breast and was pinching her nipples in turn. She imagined the next session, posing like a bikini model as Walter directed her every action. She tried to anticipate his every command and it made her really excited. The hand on her pussy focused on her clit, rubbing it back in forth and feeling the smooth slippery wetness. She felt her orgasm quickly building. Right before she came she imagined Walter standing over her as she masturbated, telling her, "That's it, play with your pussy. Squeeze your nipples. I want it to be a really big orgasm. Run your tongue around your lips and moan a little louder with real passion. And now, feel it building, building and COME!" She followed his imagined instructions to the tee, even saying, "yes, sir" to acknowledge them. Her body tensed and her impassioned moaning grew loud as she had a huge orgasm. After she calmed down, she opened her eyes half expecting to see Walter standing there in front of her bed. But he wasn't there and she actually felt a twinge of disappointment that he hadn't seen her performance. She gathered herself and realized that she really needed a bath. Her normal bathrobe was too large and fluffy so it was already in the discarded clothing pile. She went thru her remaining clothing and finally found another robe she could wear. Putting it on she posed in front of the mirror. It was definitely something a model would wear; maybe a lingerie model since the robe was silk and from Victoria's Secret. It wasn't really that revealing though she decided as she looked at herself in the mirror. The robe was a nice rich green that matched and complimented her eyes. It had a belt that she tied tightly about her waist tightening the robe across her ass. Her ass looked nice and perky when she checked it. However, it was much shorter than her normal robe, falling well above her knees but she liked how her legs looked in it. It also formed a nice v shape in the front showing off a very nice view of her cleavage. Her nipples were still excited from all her play and they poked out nicely thru the silk. All in all she decided that she'd seen many models with more revealing clothing walking the runway, so she felt she was fine for just around the house. She grabbed her towel and walked to her door. She noticed that she'd left it open a couple of inches. Looking out she didn't see Walter, so she shrugged and walked into the living room. Walther was sitting on the couch watching TV and working on his laptop but there's no way he could see in her room from there and he had the TV on loud, so he couldn't have heard anything either. He didn't even look up when she walked out of her door. She paused mid step. Normally she would have walked the more direct route going behind the couch and Walter on her way to the bathroom. But she found herself walking in front of the couch this time. She realized that she wanted to be a good model for Walter and wanted his approval of her robe. She was walking between him and the TV so she knew she'd get his attention at least. He looked up in surprise as she walked into his field of view and she saw his eyes widen as he took in her appearance. He looked a little flustered and she hoped that she hadn't been too daring. But then she felt a flash of satisfaction as his eyes seemed to stick to her exposed skin and to her silk embraced curves. She gave him a quick smile. "Going to grab a quick shower." She thought she heard some mumbled response but she couldn't understand it if there was. She smiled to herself and put a slight sway in her hips as she walked out of the room. She knew his eyes were glued to her legs and ass as she walked away and it gave her a warm feeling inside. She wasn't sure but she thought that he approved of her outfit! She had a sudden image of him asking her to come back and strike a pose for him. That really sent a thrill of excitement thru her and she felt her heartbeat quicken. But no voice called out and instead she went into the bathroom to get cleaned up. The Body Scanner Ch. 03 Chapter 3 -- Jennifer Getting Scanned Jennifer's best friend Lisa had spotted the ad for the rental room in the paper. It was too good a deal to be true; there had to be a catch somewhere. It was either a dump or the 'landlord' was some sort of freak. But it sounded nice and she knew the neighborhood and it wasn't bad at all. So Jennifer had called the number and the guy she spoke to seemed normal enough, she decided to check it out in person. But she knew she was good looking; guys were always hitting on her. Most of the time she didn't care, but after the recent ugly break up with her ex-boyfriend, she wasn't in the mood to deal with it at all. So she asked Lisa to come along with her when she looked at the apartment. Her first impression of the landlord was that he wasn't a bad looking guy, probably about 30 years old. He was dressed a little bit nerdy, but he was tall and in shape and he had a nice smile. He introduced himself as Walter and seemed very proud of his apartment. He didn't leer at either her or Lisa but she did catch him checking them out when he thought they weren't looking. It was kind of cute in a nerdy sort of way. It might be fun to tease him a little bit if she did move in. She loved the apartment. The bedroom was good size with a walk in closet and she'd have her own bathroom. The common areas were unbelievable, he had brand new appliances, the biggest TV she'd ever seen and a killer stereo system. The price was way too low and that made her suspicious that he was looking for more than just a roommate. And she definitely wasn't interested in that with him. She asked him, "Why's the rent so low, you have to know you can get a lot more for it than what you're asking?" He replied, "Well, that's why I asked about the positive aura." She didn't know what he meant by that, "I thought you were just looking for an upbeat roommate" He replied, talking about some sort of camera machine he built to take a picture of a person's aura; whatever that was. Sounded like a mixture of nerd with new age vision. He needed someone to take pictures of so he could develop and finish his machine. But Lisa had heard about something like this and it sounded harmless. So they decided to see the setup. The basement was really cool, nice bar and office style setup and the machine was very high tech looking. It was bigger than what she thought it would be but looked like he had put a lot of effort and money into building it. It wasn't just some fly by night experiment and that put her at ease. She talked it over with Lisa and they checked with him to ensure that what he needed her to help him out with wouldn't interfere with school or her part time job. It sounded like it wouldn't and she loved the apartment, so she agreed and took it. After she moved in and got settled into the routine she found that she really liked Walter. He was always the perfect gentleman with her and she found conversations with him to always be engaging and funny. They'd developed a good back and forth repartee and she think they understood each other very well. She LOVED the apartment and even Lisa was jealous of how nice it was. A couple of weeks after moving in Walter brought up the Aura Camera and asked if she'd be willing to start helping him with it. She said sure. Jen came down in the basement and was again impressed with how nice the machine and the whole setup looked. It was very professional. Walter asked her to step inside the machine and stand on the red pedestal. She did and he closed the door behind her. She saw him reappear thru the small window in the front as he bent to work over his computers. He looked up at her and smiled. Then he frowned slightly and asked her to try and keep her hands at her sides. She realized she'd been playing with her hair, a habit that she hated, but could never bring herself to stop doing. She was glad that she'd worn the loose sweats as she felt very on display standing with her hands at her sides on the pedestal. Like many beautiful women she was always a little bit self conscious of her looks and any of the many flaws she knew she had stood out much larger in her psyche than her various positives. The sad part was that even knowing this about her own perception did nothing to change how she felt. She was happy to cover up with the sweats and hide her flaws. Jen heard Walter say that the cameras had started but it seemed to come to her from a great distance. Jen felt warm and relaxed no stress at all; it was really nice. Then she heard Walter's voice again from a distance but also from almost within her head it was very strange but it felt right, "Jennifer, I need you to please put your hands at your sides and keep still. I'm going to start the pedestal turning and I really need to you to listen to me and do what I tell you." Her relaxed mind processed what Walter was saying and she complied by putting her hand at her side. But she realized he'd meant more than just to do that and her mind continued processing his words. She knew that he didn't want her to play with her hair as a nervous habit anymore at all. She also knew that she needed to always listen to Walter and to do what he told her to. She felt really good now that she understood what she needed to do. There was silence of about 3 seconds and she heard "No don't stand quite so stiffly, just relax." She felt her body fully relax and all her stress melt away; it felt very nice. Then she heard, "No, don't relax that much, keep your head and shoulders straight." She straightened her shoulders and raised her head. She decided there was nothing else to process there. Walter's voice continued speaking from a distance and at the same time from within her head, "sorry Jennifer, I forgot to tell you before we started; I am the strict demanding director with the grand vision and you are the hardworking supermodel that has to figure out how to meet all my ridiculous requests even when I don't really know what I want! I'm sure I'll have plenty of ridiculous requests." Her mind whirred away in its relaxed state trying to understand exactly what she needed to know. She now realized that he was the director, her boss and that he was strict and demanding but he had a grand vision. She had to figure out what his vision was and help him achieve it even if he didn't know what it was himself. She knew she'd have to work very hard and be the best, most beautiful model she could be for her director. She also knew she'd do whatever it took to complete his vision no matter what she had to do. With her complete acceptance of this knew knowledge she felt very relaxed and at peace. She listened to his voice as he posed her a couple of more times in different positions, but there was nothing else to process; it felt good to just be the supermodel and follow the orders of her director. "Ok, put your arms back down to your sides. I can see that you are one of the people that really enjoys this." And she knew that she did really enjoy the aura camera. "You look like you are you are relaxed and feeling good. What does the aura camera feel like?" She was even more relaxed and feeling even better after his words. She had to think about the question for several seconds, ""I'm very relaxed and I'm feeling really good. I really enjoy the camera." She smiled since she was able to get the words out correctly in the relaxed state she was in. Then she heard, "Jennifer, I'm sorry it's so hot in there. Just turned on the air. Are you ok? You must be very hot in those sweats." And she found that she was hot, very hot. "Yes, I'm ok but I am very hot" she said with a smile. "Well, next time you don't need to wear sweats" he said with a laugh in his voice. "I won't wear the sweats next time" she agreed, knowing that she wouldn't and smiling back at him. "I'll finish up quickly. You are doing really well. You're a natural at this, I can tell you enjoy it. I'll make sure the next session goes better." She felt that this state she was in was very relaxing and peaceful. She was looking forward to the next session and how it was going to be even better. After a minute, her mind seemed to clear and felt herself come back to normal. It was hard to balance on the platform, but she was only swaying a little bit. After a while she heard Walter say, "Thanks Jennifer, I got everything I needed. You can come out now." But this time his voice just came out of the speakers, it wasn't in her head. She was a little disappointed and couldn't wait until her next session. He let her out of the aura camera and he gave her a picture of her aura. She didn't care much about the aura itself, but she was very disappointed with the picture. She looked horrible in her baggy sweats, she didn't look like a supermodel at all she wanted to cry; this just wouldn't do. But she was happy that he wanted to do another session with her and that he'd scheduled the next session for Saturday. She told him she really liked the whole experience -- almost like getting a massage. But even as she stood there looking at Walter she was wondering what his grand vision was and what types of things she'd be able to help him with. She'd have to think about it and pay close attention to him for clues. As she gave him a wave and went back upstairs to let him play with his computers without her distracting him she was surprised to find that she was really horny. She decided that she must have liked being on display even when wearing the horrible sweats. She decided to take care of her horniness right after fixing her outfit. She went into her room and closed the door. She had a full-length mirror in the room and she looked at herself critically in the mirror. Walter was absolutely right, the look of baggy sweats just wasn't right for her at all. She quickly stripped them off and threw them in the corner of her room. She was wearing normal underwear under the sweats, nothing very lacy or sexy. Just her comfortable bra and big panties that wouldn't ride up her crack as she walked -- they weren't sexy at all. She knew that a model, let alone a supermodel would ever be caught dead in them. So she quickly stripped them off as well and threw them on top of her discarded sweats. She stood back in front of the mirror and critically examined her naked body, taking in her lightly tanned skin and overall trim form. She focused on her full breasts and saw that they had almost no sag but still looked and were in fact real. Turning side to side she examined them and used her hands to adjust them; her nipples felt nice and perky, they were getting harder from the attention. She noted that both breasts were exactly the same size and shape. They were firm yet had a nice bounce and they were proportional if a little on the large size to her frame. All in all she decided that a model, even a supermodel would be happy to have her breasts and general build. She looked at her thin, toned legs and ran her hands up her smooth skin. She was glad that she'd gotten laser hair removal. Not that there was ever that much hair to begin with and it was blonde after all, but it made life so much easier not having to shave. She looked at her dainty well taken care of feet; she really liked the pink nail polish she'd put on her toes yesterday. She worked out a lot, mainly yoga and Pilates and she knew her legs, flat stomach and hips looked great. She turned her back to the mirror and looked over her shoulder, checking out her ass. It was firm, unblemished and had a nice curve to it. Not a big booty she thought, but she had a nice perky heart shaped butt. When she put her feet and legs together she could just see a little diamond opening formed at the juncture of her thighs and ass. All in all she thought her legs, ass, stomach and hips would compare nicely to a supermodel. She didn't quite have their starved look, but she was in the same ballpark. She turned back to the mirror and looked at her face with her high cheekbones, large green eyes, full lips and small nicely formed nose. The way her long blonde hair cascaded around her face added to its beauty. She knew she was beautiful, she'd heard it often enough her entire life, from family, friends, boy friends and even from unwanted admirers. Yes, she knew her face was model quality and when she smiled it was even prettier. Finally, she got a small hand held mirror and looked at her pussy and ass in it. She'd take a lot of care to keep everything neatly trimmed and had permanent laser hair removal around her pussy itself and her ass. It was so much easier than getting bikini waxes every summer. She saw her little landing strip above her mons, and looked at her little pussy in the mirror. She was definitely excited right now, her clit was protruding and her lips were more swollen and red than normal. But she pushed that aside and continued her critical evaluation. Yes, she decided it was a pretty pussy and ass; only one small mole and very symmetrical. It looked almost virginal she decided; after all it hadn't seen much action she laughed to herself. Only two real boyfriends and two more casual encounters and none of the guys had been that big. She thought it was a nice pussy, maybe if she was doing some nude modeling it would even be better than the other girls. She paused at that thought; is that what Walter wanted? Did he want her as his nude model? What guy wouldn't? She wondered with no conceit just honest consideration. Well, she wasn't sure right now that he wanted her nude and she didn't want to give him the wrong idea that she liked him or something if he didn't want her naked. So maybe something a little more conservative was in order. So her basic body met the requirements of being Walter's model; but what about her wardrobe? She moved over to her dresser and started going thru her clothes. Many of them ended up on the floor with the sweats. She didn't want slutty clothes, but was rather looking for the right mix of sexy and stylish; practical didn't figure heavily in her judgment. She went thru her closet after her dresser with very similar results. She surveyed what she had left and decided that she needed to do some major shopping. Luckily she had money from her parents and a part time job at a marketing firm that paid pretty well. But what should she wear for the next Saturday session? She went thru her clothes and thought about wearing just underwear, but that might also be taken the wrong way by Walter. She sighed, this was tough, she didn't want to give him the wrong idea but she wanted to be the best model for him. Her gaze fell upon a nice French cut bikini that she had decided to keep. Hmm, that might work. She thought about modeling in that skimpy bikini and it made her feel really warm inside. That was perfect she thought; what guy doesn't like pretty girls in bikinis. He would love to direct his model if she was wearing that in their session. It had the added plus that he wouldn't get the wrong idea since she could tell him she was just too hot last time. Outfit decided, she laid down on the bed and began gently stroking her pussy with one hand and rubbing her breast with the other. She would switch from breast to breast and was pinching her nipples in turn. She imagined the next session, posing like a bikini model as Walter directed her every action. She tried to anticipate his every command and it made her really excited. The hand on her pussy focused on her clit, rubbing it back in forth and feeling the smooth slippery wetness. She felt her orgasm quickly building. Right before she came she imagined Walter standing over her as she masturbated, telling her, "That's it, play with your pussy. Squeeze your nipples. I want it to be a really big orgasm. Run your tongue around your lips and moan a little louder with real passion. And now, feel it building, building and COME!" She followed his imagined instructions to the tee, even saying, "yes, sir" to acknowledge them. Her body tensed and her impassioned moaning grew loud as she had a huge orgasm. After she calmed down, she opened her eyes half expecting to see Walter standing there in front of her bed. But he wasn't there and she actually felt a twinge of disappointment that he hadn't seen her performance. She gathered herself and realized that she really needed a bath. Her normal bathrobe was too large and fluffy so it was already in the discarded clothing pile. She went thru her remaining clothing and finally found another robe she could wear. Putting it on she posed in front of the mirror. It was definitely something a model would wear; maybe a lingerie model since the robe was silk and from Victoria's Secret. It wasn't really that revealing though she decided as she looked at herself in the mirror. The robe was a nice rich green that matched and complimented her eyes. It had a belt that she tied tightly about her waist tightening the robe across her ass. Her ass looked nice and perky when she checked it. However, it was much shorter than her normal robe, falling well above her knees but she liked how her legs looked in it. It also formed a nice v shape in the front showing off a very nice view of her cleavage. Her nipples were still excited from all her play and they poked out nicely thru the silk. All in all she decided that she'd seen many models with more revealing clothing walking the runway, so she felt she was fine for just around the house. She grabbed her towel and walked to her door. She noticed that she'd left it open a couple of inches. Looking out she didn't see Walter, so she shrugged and walked into the living room. Walther was sitting on the couch watching TV and working on his laptop but there's no way he could see in her room from there and he had the TV on loud, so he couldn't have heard anything either. He didn't even look up when she walked out of her door. She paused mid step. Normally she would have walked the more direct route going behind the couch and Walter on her way to the bathroom. But she found herself walking in front of the couch this time. She realized that she wanted to be a good model for Walter and wanted his approval of her robe. She was walking between him and the TV so she knew she'd get his attention at least. He looked up in surprise as she walked into his field of view and she saw his eyes widen as he took in her appearance. He looked a little flustered and she hoped that she hadn't been too daring. But then she felt a flash of satisfaction as his eyes seemed to stick to her exposed skin and to her silk embraced curves. She gave him a quick smile. "Going to grab a quick shower." She thought she heard some mumbled response but she couldn't understand it if there was. She smiled to herself and put a slight sway in her hips as she walked out of the room. She knew his eyes were glued to her legs and ass as she walked away and it gave her a warm feeling inside. She wasn't sure but she thought that he approved of her outfit! She had a sudden image of him asking her to come back and strike a pose for him. That really sent a thrill of excitement thru her and she felt her heartbeat quicken. But no voice called out and instead she went into the bathroom to get cleaned up. The Body Scanner Ch. 04 Chapter 4 -- Strange Happenings After Jennifer went upstairs I finished making some notes and shutting down the Body Scanner. I headed up after a few minutes to make some coffee and start planning the exact tests and settings for Saturday's session. As I walked into the living room I saw Jennifer wasn't there and figured she must have gone into her bedroom. As I walked past her room I glanced at the door and noticed one thing followed immediately by another. The first was that she'd left her door open about three inches and the second I discovered as I took another step and then stopped dead. From my angle I could see into her room and plainly saw Jennifer standing in front of her mirror fully nude. Now, I'm not some sort of peeping tom pervert, but Jennifer was a beautiful woman and I was so surprised at seeing her naked that I just stopped by instinct to look. My next thought was, "Shit she's going to see me". So I moved back out of the line of sight. No reaction came from her room at all. So moving farther away from her door, I edged slightly to the side so I could see her again. She was still looking at her naked body in the mirror. She was examining her body closely, lifting her breasts with her hands and even turning to look at her ass. What a body it was! I was finding trouble breathing as I watched. I didn't want to do anything to break the spell. Next she took a hand mirror and actually appeared to be closely inspecting her pussy and ass. I couldn't see what she was seeing from my angle; but everything I could see looked incredible. She then started holding up underwear and different sets of lingerie/short dresses; trying to see how they would look on her. Finally she held up a really small bikini and seemed to like it. She put it down and moved back out of my line of sight. I waited a moment and moved sideways slowly another two feet so I could see her again. She'd laid down on her bed on top of the covers propped on all her pillows. Her side was to me so I could only see her in profile. Her legs were spread and her knees were up in the air. It looked like one hand was rubbing her pussy and I could clearly see the other hand massaging first beautiful breast than the other. She was also taking time to slowly pinch and roll the nipples between her fingers. It was the most erotic thing I'd ever seen. I watched as she quickly became excited and I could feel my cock getting harder by the minute as I watched Jennifer masturbate. Her excitement built and I could tell she was going to come soon. I thought I heard her moan, "yes, sir" but I wasn't sure and before I could really analyze it she exploded in a gigantic orgasm. She shoved a small pillow in her mouth and her moans were still really loud. Her hips bucked up and down and her whole body tensed as she rode her orgasm. I watched enthralled, as she seemed to come and come but as she calmed down I knew it was time for me to get out of there. It's tough to walk with a rock hard dick but I made it to the living room couch and turned the TV on. I logged into my laptop and tried to will my boner away. It was probably 3 minutes later when I heard Jennifer's door open. I figured she would walk behind me like she always did. I didn't want to look at her and give away the fact I was listening for her. So I sat still keeping my gaze locked fully forward on the TV. I looked up in surprise as she walked in front of me! Instead of walking behind the couch, she was walking in front of it directly toward me. I really hoped she hadn't caught me watching her after all and that she wasn't going to call me out on it. Then my thoughts took a hiccup as I took in what she was wearing. I felt a surge of lust and my half relaxed dick immediately began to recover the full boner status that I'd just gotten rid of. I could feel my face turning a little bit red and I couldn't take my eyes off of her. My eyes roamed over her very exposed body and the grace she exuded as she walked in motion was more sexually alluring with every step. Her hair was slightly tousled, she had a towel in one hand and she was wearing a very sheer, short dark green silk robe. It clung to all her curves and as she walked toward me I took in her very exposed beautiful décolletage and the slight bounce to her obviously unrestrained breasts with her nipples poking slightly thru the silk robe. As my eyes moved down her body, the robe ended closer to her hips than her knees and her exposed legs and bare feet looked great. Overall the effect was so erotic that coupled with my surprise I couldn't have said a word if I wanted to. She gave me a quick smile as she walked between the TV and me. She didn't seem upset at all with the fact that I was obviously checking her out. "Going to grab a quick shower", she said in her sexy voice like that summed up everything. I tried to say something, but as I feared the sight of her perky ass in the robe as she walked past me robbed me of the ability completely. Some sort of mumbled, garbled response came out of my mouth, but she didn't seem to care. She had a nice sway to her hips like she knew I was fixated on her ass -- which I was of course. As she walked into the bathroom the spell I was under was broken and I could breath normally again. What the heck was that? She'd never worn anything but a thick fluffy terrycloth robe that covered her from her neck to her ankles when taking a shower before. She'd worn some nice shorts and thin blouses before when going out with friends, but not around the apartment. She'd always dressed very comfortably in sweats or bulky sweaters. She'd never really exposed any skin just around him. I wasn't sure what the cause was, but between watching her masturbate and watching her walk around in the sheer robe I really liked the way things were heading. I sat there musing on the apparent change in Jennifer and how much I liked it. When I heard the shower shut off it snapped me back to reality. I wondered if she was going to walk back in front of me. I decided to sit right where I was and see if she did put on another little show for me. That's the only reason I could think for why she would wear that robe and deliberately walk in front of me. She wanted me to see her and check her out. I hadn't seen any interest in me from her in the past, but it was nice if she was interested and I wasn't about to discourage it. Sure enough, I saw her walking out of the bathroom and glanced up at her. She had her towel wrapped around her hair and was wearing the now slightly damp robe. I realized that the robe was even tighter and more revealing now if that was possible. She was walking in front of me and again, I felt like my voice was completely separate from my brain. To my surprise I heard my voice asking her a question as her gaze met mine. "Was there enough hot water today? There were a couple of times when it ran low and I was thinking about putting in a new hot water heater." I explained as my eyes took her in. She stopped in front of me in her sheer robe and seemingly completely unconcerned with the erotic vision she was creating she raised both her hands and started drying her hair with the towel. It had the nice side effect of raising her breasts and causing them to sway hypnotically up and down and she moved her arms. I was transfixed. "No, no problems the water was fine, nice and hot." "Good", I replied. I suddenly realized that I had nothing else to say to Jennifer and I really wanted to keep talking to her. With difficulty I forced my gaze off of her alluring form and desperately casted it around the room looking for inspiration to continue our conversation. My attention was arrested when I saw a small catalogue that was on the low table underneath the TV. It was some sort of home goods catalogue that Jennifer had shown me. In my mind it was boring, but I remembered that she'd been into one of the bathroom closet storage system they were selling. It was lame, but it was the only thing I could think of to continue our conversation. "Hey, where did that catalogue go that had the storage system you liked? I was thinking I might get that for the bathroom. " She looked around the room and spied it on the low table. She walked over and with one hand holding her towel on her head and her back to me she slowly bent down to pick up the catalogue. Jen kept her knees straight and bent slowly from her waist while still holding the towel on her head with one hand. I watched as her robe rode up and up, inch by inch until I saw the bottom of her firm ass cheeks and a hint of neatly trimmed pussy hair. She said, "Oh" and after slowly straightening back up with the catalog in hand she quickly turned around and brought it over in front of me. "Sorry, I didn't mean to flash you", her face was red. "That's ok, no big deal; you didn't really flash me", I said with a grin. She handed me the catalogue open to the proper page. "Do you think this robe looks ok? You don't think it's too short do you?" she asked me as she pulled down on the robe. The silk stretched nicely across her breasts and her gentle pulling only accented to me how sheer and revealing the robe really was. I started to think she might be flirting with me so I decided to play along. "Hmm, let me see. Stand up straight." Jennifer stood up straight and watched me attentively. I made a show of examining her closely. Looking from her shoulders down to her legs. She looked great. I swallowed saying, "Turn around?". She turned and faced away from me immediately. She looked even better from behind; her gorgeous legs were fully displayed by the short robe. I had to swallow again, my mouth was getting dryer by the minute, "I think it looks really good and I like the color; it matches your eyes. " "So you really don't think it looks too short from behind?" she was still facing away from me and strangely hadn't turned back around as she spoke to me. That gave me a little more confidence; the way she was acting made me almost feel like I was in control of her or something. "I think it looks great, the shorter the better, but its not too short at all. However ,if you want me to make sure you can bend over again and I'll check." I said with a laugh figuring I'd get a comment from her and she'd walk off. But instead, without looking back and keeping her knees straight she slowly bent forward keeping her ass aimed directly at me. My mouth was suddenly very extra dry and I couldn't believe what I was watching. The robe rode up and up and she finally stopped when she was bent forward parallel to the ground. She held that position with her hands on the small table by the TV. I couldn't believe the view from the couch, she was completely exposed and obviously knew it and didn't care. Her toned and tanned legs were pressed together and they tapered up to her incredibly firm ass; which in turn framed a beautiful almost virginal looking pussy. The only thought that popped into my shocked mind was that her curtains matched her drapes as I saw the slight blonde landing strip above her pussy. I just sat there enjoying the view and not really believing that the most beautiful woman that I'd ever known was showing me the most erotic sight I'd ever seen. After several more seconds Jennifer turned her head and looked back at me. She didn't move anymore than that and just looked at me with a kind of serious expression on her face. "Well, what do you think? Is it too short?" she asked. I didn't know what game she was playing? She wasn't really looking flirty and she didn't have a smile on her face. She actually looked like she was just waiting for my answer. I didn't know what to make of it. Maybe she really was just messing with me to see what I would do. Normally I would have been way too embarrassed and would have probably frozen or said something stupid, but I was so surprised and out of my element that it actually just felt surreal. So instead of my normal reaction I found myself putting the laptop aside and standing up from the couch. Looking her in the eyes I said, "let me check" with a slight smile on my face. She moved her face back to the front but didn't move from the position otherwise. I took this as a sign of encouragement and approached her. Kneeling down directly behind her I had an up close view of her most private parts. The bottom of the robe had ridden up when she bent over and was really just lying on top of her ass. I reached up and gently pulled down the bottom of her robe slowly covering about half of her ass and pussy. The backs of my hands slowly rubbed down her warm, soft cheeks as I pulled the robe down. Touching her electrified me and I felt her tremble a little bit when I did. Jennifer made no comment and in fact she didn't move from her position at all. This encouraged me and I slowly ran my fingers from her ass down her legs, lightly touching her the entire time. Running my fingers back up I continued until I touched her beautiful pussy and I heard a soft moan from her. My face was only about 8 inches away from her and I could see her getting wet and I could clearly smell her arousal. I leaned forward and gently blew on her pussy lips. She moaned more loudly this time and I saw her little clit begin to harden and peek out from beneath its hood. But again, she made no other move; simply holding her position. I reached out with one finger and put it on her clit. She shivered a little but didn't do anything else so I began slowly rubbing it. After a minute she started pushing back toward me like she wanted more contact. It took my other hand and gently pushed one finger between her wet pussy lips; easily penetrating her. I enjoyed the way her pussy contracted around my finger, gently squeezing it. I took the finger off her clit and used that hand to gently push her legs slightly wider and she quickly spread them. That gave me a little more room so I leaned forward with my finger still inside her and kissed her clit. The reaction was immediate. Her vaginal muscles clamped down hard on my finger and she moaned loudly. So I continued by licking and gently sucking on her clit, teasing her by nibbling on her pussy lips and slowly fucking her with my finger. She was panting now and moaning continuously from my attentions. I was more turned on than I ever remember being and my dick was literally hurting it was so hard and trapped in my pants. I decided to do something about it. With one last nibble on her clit I moved back and stood up. My hands began undoing my pants and Jennifer turned her head to look back at me. Her eyes were a little glassy looking and her face was flushed and after watching me for a moment fumbling with and finally dropping my pants she turned her head back forward. As I freed my rock hard cock I realized that I didn't have a condom on me. "darn, I have to get a condom. Don't move, I'll be right back!" Like a bad comedy movie, I started to run to my bedroom and almost tripped into the end table due to the tangled pants around my ankles. I looked up at Jennifer expecting to find her laughing at me but instead she was still holding the same position with her face toward the wall in front of her. I quickly went to my room and grabbed a condom. Returning, I found Jennifer in the same position. Standing behind her, I opened the condom and quickly managed to drop it before I could get it out of its package. "I really hate putting condoms on", I said as I picked it back up. No reaction from Jennifer. I quickly sorted it out and with my cock nicely ensconced in the thin rubber I aligned myself behind her and slowly pushed forward, sinking into her. It was incredible. She was so tight around me, squeezing my cock and I slowly pushed into her. I could hear her moaning and when I placed my hands around her waist I could feel her moans too thru my hands. I began pumping in and out of her wet pussy and it felt incredible, even through the condom. I was so turned on that I wasn't going to last long but I still tried to prolong the pleasure. I would stroke a few times and stop almost pulling out to get my breathing under control and will my orgasm away. Jennifer wasn't moving at all as I fucked her, holding her position, only her tight pussy throbbing around my cock. After about five minutes of this, every time I fucked her she was moaning loudly nonstop and her pussy was rhythmically squeezing me in a tight warm grip. She would stop moaning and even her pussy would stop squeezing every time I stopped. I was quickly reaching the point of no return, but I didn't think that she had come yet. So I said, "I'm going to come soon, you're too sexy and feel too good for me to hold back any more. When I come, I want to make sure you come too. Ok?" "Yes", she replied in a panting voice. With that I started pumping faster and harder than I had before and didn't stop when I felt myself getting close. Instead, I sped up and was soon shooting cum into the rubber still inside her wonderful pussy. Jen started having a huge orgasm just as I came, her whole body convulsing. I reached up and held onto her breasts as her body shook and I finished shooting my load. I stayed inside Jen as I felt my cock relaxing. Holding the condom, I pulled out of her. She was still in the same position, bent over fully exposed. Her head was down a little bit and she was breathing heavily and of course her pussy was wet, but otherwise she looked almost exactly the same as when we'd started. This was starting to get a little bit weird. So again, I tried some humor, "Well, I think we've determined that the robe isn't TOO short but I'm afraid you might need another shower now." "Thanks, I thought it was pretty good", she replied. She stood back up and moved back toward the shower without a backward glance. I stood there with my pants around my ankles a full, wet condom around my cock and a very surprised expression on my face watching her sweet ass sway as she walked away. Something very strange was going on. This wasn't normal behavior. I was determined to find out what was up with her, not that I was complaining. The Body Scanner Attached to the front of the scanner below the window was a large rectangle of the same white plastic. This contained the actual X-Ray scanning equipment and it shot directly thru an opaque section of the enclosure right below the window. It also had a bank of 15 status lights and a small LCD readout screen in case the computer connection failed. All in all, the scanner looked very futuristic and cool, in a geeky sort of way. Jennifer and Lisa talked it over and 5 minutes later Jennifer agreed, "I'll take the apartment and help you with your science project. But I have a job and school so it can't be too many hours and I'll need you to be flexible. When can I move in?" "That's great, I can be very flexible with the timing; no problem. I'm fine with you moving in whenever you want. Is this weekend ok?" "Sure, that's perfect" she replied. I smiled as I watched them leave, I had my roommate and future lab partner. Now I had a chance of turning my scanner design into a next generation version that was capable of detecting internal explosives or even drugs. Who knows, there might even be medical applications in the future. I'd just read about a collaborative effort between Doctor's and scientists that used a low power microwave machine, somewhat similar to my body scanner to kill malaria parasites inside infected people. Turned out that since the strain of bacteria that is spread by mosquito bites and actually causes malaria (which kills millions of people a year worldwide) feeds off of blood cells it ends up with a much higher iron content than the surrounding cells. The scientific team built a full body low power microwave that effectively heated up the high iron content bacteria until they burst but didn't harm the surrounding tissue or patient. It was like a big malaria zapping microwave that you could step into sick and come out the other side malaria free. It is still early days with a lot more research needed, but it could prove to be a very elegant solution to the increasingly drug resistant malaria strains. Maybe my device could have an equally positive affect on humanity. Only time will tell.