"brainplay yuri guro" By robblu (https://pastebin.com/u/robblu) URL: https://pastebin.com/qwarBV8z Created on: Tuesday 6th of October 2015 09:24:28 PM CDT Retrieved on: Saturday 31 of October 2020 03:43:26 AM UTC - In a small, remote building somewhere in the states, a 22 year old blonde woman was being interviewed for a job. The interview was taking place in a sterile looking room containing a lamp, a small desk and two chairs. The interviewee was a small, young looking woman, wearing a smart black suit jacket over a white shirt, as well as a medium length grey skirt. The interviewer, who had introduced herself as Carissa Thornton, was 35 without a winkle on her skin, tall and dignified, wearing her black hair back in a bun behind her head. She wore clear glasses and possessed warm green eyes that revealed an essentially sweet nature. “Any questions?” asked the interviewer, finishing off her notes. “Just one: When would I start?” said Sally, beaming. She was acing this interview. For a company as mysterious as Noland Inc, she had expected a much more demanding process, but from the first minute she seemed to have gotten on extremely well with the woman with the glasses behind the desk. Her CV was lacking experience,, but her degree in Engineering was first class, and she had projected confidence from the get go. This was an act, of course-Sally was desperate to get the job, having essentially zero money, and her parents were starting to threaten to throw her out of the house. When the mysterious offer had appeared in her email folder, it had seemed too good to be true-great pay, nearby and promises of developing first class technology. Sure, google searches about the company had been unusually fruitless, but from what she had seen they seemed legit. If anything was suspicious, she sure hadn’t spotted it so far. “Well, we’d hope to see you join us as soon as possible. In fact, if you complete your compulsory neurological analysis exam right now, we can get you started tonight.” “Awesome!” said Sally, clasping her hands together. Carissa rose, and beckoned Sally to follow her. As she walked, her white-clad hips swayed from side to side, her firm ass not failing to draw attention. Sally, giddy from how things were progressing, wondered if she was into girls too, and fantasised as she walked about that pretty face working her precious parts. She seemed to be very eager to sell the job to Sally, and her gaze seemed to linger on her from time to time. The way her luck was going, Sally was tempted to ask her out after this test was out of the way. She was invincible at the moment. Sally was led into another lab-like room, where various odd bottles and vials were lined up on shelfs on the far wall. In the centre of the room was large chair, facing a full sized mirror, with a circular, odd looking device wired up above it, looking like a futuristic halo wired to a computer. Carissa shut the door behind her and walked up to a console to the left of the chair. “Ok, Sally, take a seat.” She said. As Sally approached, Carissa suddenly stopped her. “Oh, actually, one more thing. This is a very high-tech, brand new piece of equipment, and our tests indicate that it is perfectly safe, but they also indicate that there can be some harmless yet unfortunate side effects during the process that might ruin that suit. I’d recommend taking it off before proceeding, if you don’t mind.” Sally stared at her, waiting for the punchline. It didn’t come. “…You’re serious?” “I’m afraid so. Part of your job will be perfect this technology so that these things get phased out, you see. Consider this a way of experiencing those difficulties first hand.” Sally went to protest, then stopped. Either this was real, and she should strip, or this was Carissa’s sneaky way of flirting. Of course! She was totally into her! And if she slutted it up a little bit, she could secure a job and get laid all at the same time. With a sly smirk, Sally nodded. “Of course, Carissa. One moment…” she said. She slowly removed her suit jacket, tossing it onto the floor. Then she took her shirt off, her D-cup breasts busting out from behind a black bra. Carisaa showed no reaction to this. Unperturbed, Sally made a show of sliding her skirt down her legs, showing her matching panties. She stood in front of Carissa, blushing, but still trying to project an aura of control. “I-Is this good, Carissa?” asked Sally, as sultrily as she could. “Or do you want me to take off…even…more?” she continued, running her arms down her smooth legs. Carissa stared with all the emotion and lust of a mountain. “It’s acceptable. Feel free to sit down now.” Sally paused, unsure if this was the fool proof plan she had thought it was, before trying again. “Are you sure? I’d hate to ruin my undergarments…” she intoned, rubbing her bra. “If you really want to, I suppose you could-“ “No problem!” squeaked Sally, blushing even more now. She might as well go all the way now. She fiddled with her bra strap before unhooking the garment, letting her breasts spring free, nipples rock hard. Then she bent over so that her ass was facing Carissa, and she peeled them off, revealing a neatly shaved pussy and tiny asshole. She held this pose before bending back up again. “Ah, that feels so…much…bett-“ “Please sit down, Ms Ledger.” Replied Carissa-still smiling faintly, but not breaking her professional manners. Sally withered somewhat, nodded, and sat on the chair. She looked at herself in the mirror, completely naked, with her legs spread apart, and she turned bright red in embarrassment. She would have to be on her best behaviour now to get this job. She couldn’t fail. Carissa typed a few commands on the monitor, and the halo-like device above Sally started to hum. Sally stared at it, deciding that it must be some sort of brain scanning device. She turned back, only to see that Carissa was injecting something into her arm-she had not even felt the needle break skin. “What the f-er, I mean, what was that?” asked Sally, rubbing her arm where the needle had been. “Just a little something we here at Noland Inc. cooked up. It helps, you’ll see. Now, as I said, this is a compulsory neurological analysis test. We only except the best and brightest here, and not just in terms of your degree. We-or rather, I-have recently developed a very particular system to determine the candidates with the highest innate intelligence. You will be the first to actually take the test, which we believe will revolutionize workplace standards.” As she spoke, Sally started to feel a little fuzzy, and found herself nodding along without really comprehending what was being said. The thin halo started to lower itself until it slipped over Sally’s head, coming to a rest just above her eyebrows. Carissa produced a thick document of paper, as well as a pen, and handed it to Sally. “Please sign here, here and here to show that you agree to our terms and conditions. Please read through the contract paper before signing.” Sally knew at once that she was going to sign the contract regardless of the terms. She needed this job now-not just practically, but emotionally now. She couldn’t just up and leave now. She signed the papers, earning a brief raised eyebrow from Carissa, before the interviewer returned to the console and pushed a button. The halo produced an eerie, high-pitched note, before Carissa felt a vague burning sensation around her temple. She started to sweat a bit, worrying that this might not be a simple scanning machine after all. Soon, the machine came to a screeching halt. Carissa typed some more commands in and the machine rose. Sally soon noticed a small, but visible red line going across her forehead where the machine had been. She tentatively raised a hand to it. “Please don’t touch anything, Sally, let me do the work here and we’ll be over and done as soon as possible” said Clarissa, suddenly chipper. “Everything appears to have worked fine so far…” she muttered as she approached. “What did that thing do?” asked Sally, trying to appear calm. Clarissa didn’t respond, instead slapping on some thin, clear surgical gloves. Then she stopped behind Sally, who watched in the mirror as she placed her hands on the side of her temples, before slowly pulling upwards. The top of Sally’s skull was lifted up, revealing a pink brain. Sally tried to process what was happening as Clarissa sighed happily. “Success! Not even a drop of blood spilled, either. Here, would you like to hold this?” asked Clarissa, handing the dazed woman her own skullcap. Sally nodded quietly as she stared into the mirror. That was her brain, all right, and now she was holding her short blonde hair in her hands. She looked down at the inside of her skull piece, and found herself shaking her head and chuckling. “This…this is happening.” “Yes, Sally, it is. You’re not worried, are you? We still have to start the test.” “Uh…go ahead…” replied Sally, shrugging. She felt like she was in a dream, but she still remembered the sense of urgency that the exam entailed. Bring it on, she thought. Clarissa started to take some photographs of the exposed brain, at various angles. “Healthy colour, reasonable size. Promising.” She said brightly. Setting the camera down, she proceeded to gently place a finger down onto the middle of the brain. Then she applied pressure, as if testing its malleability. Sally twitched a little as she pressed down losing her grip on the top of her skull. It landed on the floor hair side up, by her feet. “Woops! Guess someone’s a little sensitive. Don’t worry about it, that’s a good sign!” said Carissa, picking the skullcap up by the hair and leaving it on a nearby shelf. Sally smiled. She was doing well! Carissa walked back behind the naked girl, and slid a finger down the edge of the skull, followed by her other fingers, until her hand was wedged between bone and brain. She did the same for her other hand, until she had a firm grip on the organ, as Sally twitched sporadically. For some reason, her nipples were almost painfully erect, and there was a growing dampness between her legs. If Carissa noticed, she didn’t comment on it, as she gave a few more squeezes. Sally started yelping involuntarily as she did so, the older woman’s nimble fingers finding different areas to touch and probe along the sides of her brain. “Ok, almost down, but let me just…” Carissa said, as she moved her hands towards the front of the skull. Suddenly, Susan felt a horrible pressure in her bladder, and before she knew what was happening, she had started to pee all over the floor, shaking and twitching as she did so. “Aaaand that’s why we make you strip! That would have been embarrassing, right?” said Carissa, as the piss flowed down into a strategically placed drain in the floor. She went back over to her notes, and started to write. Sally stared blankly ahead, bolt upright, breathing hard. She was now very, very horny. Not thinking, she placed a hand down by her pussy and started to rub herself, which again gathered no reaction from her tormentor. “Well, I can see that you need a little breather after that. You’ve been very good so far, Sally, so I’ll give you a little help.” Said Carissa. She started to undress as Sally stared into the mirror, not really paying attention. Soon her clothes joined Sally’s across in the corner of the room. “If this helps to stimulate you, I’ll continue like this. Now, let me just get the machine ready for this next part…” she said, walking over to the console. As she typed, she bent over and shook her ass at Sally, who continues to mindless mash at her own twat. Noticing a lack of a response, Carissa finished her typing and reached behind herself. She stretched her pussy lips wide, far wider than a normal person could. “Have a look at this, Sally. Some more perks of being a Noland Inc. employee.” She said. Sally looked up at last, and stared down her interviewers birth canal. Carissa stretched her pussy lips effortlessly until they were nearly 12 inches apart. Sally couldn’t help but moan. “Impressive, right? And that’s not all.” She said. Her cervix started to make it’s way down until it was poking out of her entrance. She then stretched her cervix out nearly as wide as her labia had been. Sally could see all the way into her fallopian tubes. This sent her over the edge, and she came hard. As soon as she did so, Carissa let go of her genitals, and everything snapped back instantly into it’s natural position. “Well, now that’s out of the way, let’s move on to the next part yes?” she said, pressing the console. The halo turned sideways, then split in half, so that there were now two thin lines facing vertically. They descended ominously, manoeuvring around so that there was one facing each of Sally’s eyes. She didn’t even blink as they turned on, firing out two small, accurate lasers, cutting two thin lines from the rim of her skull to her eye socket. Switching them off again, Carissa came around to the side and place her hand between the front of the brain and Sally’s eyeballs. Pushing forwards, she popped each eye gently out of their sockets while still keeping the optic nerve attached. Then she lifted the nerves through the thin openings above, so that her eyes were now free from their sockets entirely. Sally’s vision went haywire, the two eyes now moving independently as they dangled downwards over the rim of her skull. “This might seem strange, but we have to do this to prevent blindness for this next step.” Explained Carissa to the barely there Sally. She pinched the nerves together with one hand, and scopped her other hand down the sides so that it was beneath her subject’s brain. Then, slowly, she started to tilt the brain up so that it was now “facing” up at the ceiling, before gently flipping it over so that it now hung outside of Sally’s skull, hanging by its spinal cord. Sally’s skull was now essentially empty, and Carissa stared down at it in wonder before retuning to the matter at hand. She fished the camera out agan and took some more pictures. “You have one of the best looking, most promising brains I’ve had the pleasure of examining, Ms Ledgar.” She said. The praise stirred some life back into the helpless Sally. “Thanks…I have a lovely brain…” she sighed happily, eyes now focusing downwards. She could see flashes of Carissa’s naked flesh every now and then as she prodded and probed at her cerebellum. “Could you try standing for me, Sally?” “Sure.” She slowly stood up, realising that she had been sitting in a pool of her own urine. She could see her own asscheeks, and she smiled at it. Carissa seen the eyeless face smile in the mirror. “What is your name?” “Sally…Sally Ledgar.”. she replied, steadily. Carissa asked a few more questions, from personal data to complex mechanical problems, and Sally answered each in turn, slowly but surely. “You’re starting to regain full cognitive function despite the circumstances. I’m so impressed, Sally.” “Thank you. Carissa…did you drug me?” “Yes” she said, bluntly. “I didn’t want you acting…foolishly, during this. I needed you to be a little bit passive, and let me do the dangerous stuff without any complications. Sorry.” She let go of the brain and bent down so that she was in Sally’s view, around face level with her ass. “Do you forgive me?” she asked, looking up, tracing a finger around Sally’s sex. “…maybe…depends on what happens now” Carissa poked a finger inside of Sally. “You’ve passed the test, Sally. Congratulations.” She said quietly, pistoning the finger in and out. “Mmm…is this part of the job?” “Pleasure”. Sally gasped as Carissa leaned in kissed her asshole, running a tongue around her hole. “Ahh…so you did like me after all.” Sally could see the blackhead smile as she removed her tongue. “I thought I was doing a good job of hiding it. That strip show was really something, you know.” She said, fingering her asshole. “Oh yeah…can you fix me?” asked Sally. “I could try…if that’s what you want. You have such a beautiful brain, it would be a shame not to show it off.” “Is that…safe?” “We’re Noland Inc, dear. Anything is possible.” Carissa stood up and went to replace Sally’s brain. “No..leave it like this for now. Having an empty head is like…hot as fuck”. Said Sally, giggling. “Suit yourself.” The black haired woman replied, moving around to the front. She kissed Sally on the lips, and the two embraced, tongues moving from head to empty head. Suddenly, Sally broke the kiss. “Actually, now that I think about it…there is one more thing you need to do before I really forgive you…” “Yes?” “Yup” “…Oh, you don’t mean that I-“ “Exactly. Please…take a seat” Ten minutes later, after reluctantly replacing her brain and eyes, and a crash course in operating the machinery, Sally stood over her new lover and boss, holding her temple. “Ready?” Carissa nodded, and Sally lifted the skullcap off, placing it next to her own. Carissa couldn’t help but squeal in excitement, her previous professional demeanour having long since melted away. “Oh my god oh my god! I’ve always kinda wanted to see this…and now it’s happened!” She reached up and touched herself, only to shiver and convulse straight away. “Yeah, not pleasant is it?” said Sally, pointedly. “No..sorry. Ok, here’s how you do the other cut…” within another 5 minutes, Carissa’s brain was now also dangling on the back of her own head, green eyes swinging from optic nerves. Sally stared into her skull, at the two empty eye sockets and the veins running through the surface. “That’s so cool…” She tapped the bottom twice with her knuckle . “Yeah, it’s also making me insanely dizzy. I don’t know how you can stand this.” Laughing, Sally placed the brain back into the skull. Then she kissed it. “I’m no expert, but your brain’s pretty cool too.”. They kissed again, leaning forward so that their brains gently touched, as they ground their naked bodies against each other. Soon they were on the floor, hands grasping and groping, mouths and tongues bringing searing pleasure. Soon they had both came, and lay on the cold hard floor, panting. “So…what now?” asked Sally. “Well, as much as I would love to stay here and fuck your brains out-no pun intended- we actually do need to work.” “Oh yeah…the job” muttered Sally. Funny how that had seemed so important only a few hours ago. “Hey, won’t people be freaked out by…you know…” “We’re a very strange company, Sally. You’d be amazed at what goes on around here. Let me show you…”