"Now this might hurt, Chad," Micah whispered in Chad's hood covered ear, "In fact, I hope it does."
Chad braced himself for the worst. Strangely what happened next didn't hurt. He felt thousands of tiny worms or rhizomes penetrating his skin, and wriggling deep into his body. His cells just seemed to slide apart to allow the intruding wires free access. It actually tickled a bit at first, and then as they burrowed deeper, he felt so safe, so secure, so tranquil - Chad wondered if he had died and gone to heaven. He totally focused inward oblivious to what if anything Micah was saying or doing.
He had never felt so in touch with himself or someone or something else. The suit or computer or whatever was interfacing with him, and he connected to the school's wifi. He was part of the worldwide web, the internet. His mind flowed in and out. Where did he begin, where did everything else begin.
BING.
Chad blinked as his wifi connection dropped. He was strictly blue tooth now, and he was linked to Micah's remote. He focused on Micah. Infrared, ultraviolent, x-ray, sonic and magnetic resonance scans in addition to visual and enhanced audio focused on Micah. Inside his mind, Chad displayed all the details on Micah. Certainly, a lot more than Micah realized. Chad was monitoring his heart beat, breathing efficiency, brainwaves and perspiration. Micah was currently experiencing a mixture of elation and trepidation. Things seemed to working perfectly, better than he expected.
But it wasn't all his own work. He had cannibalized most of the gear from a project in his neighbor's basement. The guy had been a professor at the university, and had been killed in an automobile accident. His kids knew that Micah was a whiz kid, and they had no idea what the "junk" in the basement was good for, other than they were certain it wasn't worth anything. They told Micah that he could keep whatever he wanted, if he cleared out the basement, so they could sell the house. He found a scientific treasure trove in that basement. He understood a lot of it, but not all. Still he knew he could win the Science Fair with this stuff, and human subject.
"Okay, Chad, connect to this link, and after you've mastered the technique, I'll have you demonstrate it to me."
He pushed a button on the remote, a gay porn website on "How to deliver ultimate fellatio" flickered in Chad's mind for a 10th of a second. Automatically, he accessed a thousand other sites, and processed their info.
"Ready, Master Micah."
"But that wasn't even 30 seconds," Micah said in disbelief, "You've already mastered that? Prove it. On your knees and get to work."
Chad stepped forward and dropped to his knees. Micah looked down at the hooded head at his crotch, and said, "Maybe I should take your hood off?"
"There is no hood, Master Micah, I do have holographic capabilities. Is this better?" Chadbot asked.
Lights flickered around his hood, and suddenly, Chad's head was displayed as if he was just wearing the suit.
"Cool. Yeah, that's better. Didn't know you could do that," Micah said.
ERROR. Master should know all cybernetic organism properties. Neural link required to assess.
Chad leaned in and began by licking Micah's cock. It felt like a wet tongue, and it looked like a wet tongue, but Micah knew it was just the hood with Chad inside it. But it looked and felt so real.
Limited to neural relays. Interfacing.
"Oh, yeah!" moaned Micah. He was totally unaware that the computer was interfacing with the neurons in his penis to connect with Micah's mind and memories. As Michah blew his load, the Chad interface learned all about Micah's neighbor. That was the true master programmer. He had ceased his corporal existence, but Chadbot's programming told him where his mind had been backed up, and how it could be retrieved. Briefly, Chadbot contemplated making Micah's the master's new vessel, but decided that he should interface with the master first before deciding on a vessel. Besides Micah still had the remote. That had to be disabled or retrieved. In time...