Suddenly you were in gear again, you were getting kind of used to that though. Although this gear was much fuller and whole than other gear so far. This was a whole suit and it covered everything, well everything except your dick and balls. There was the familiar sensation of deprivation on your skin. That material from before that was tight and molded to your flesh and numbing so you couldn't real feel anything except your dick and balls and your face this time. You were in a helmet, there was something on the visor though. Images flashing past and spirals and there were words; but they flickered by so quickly you couldn't read them. There was a humming in your ears too and it made you feel nice and slow. Your dick throbs and the suit seems to move on its own, seemed to be some sort of robotic suit. You can feel your dick nipples growing into pockets that begin to be pumped. You feel your cock tongue forming too and beginning to slide out and enter a flesh light as well and begin to get pumped; and pumping into it. You groan as you go to close your eyes as you are overwhelmed with pleasure. However little mechanical arms come down and force your eyes open so you can watch the images. Things start to get a bit hazy at that point... you aren't sure why, but you just keep thinking about the Storyteller and how much you love breeding him. You can feel your dick beginning to penetrate him. The way the suit numbs your body you can't tell if you are standing or sitting; you just know that you've entered him. You know his hole too well at this point and you can feel that you are thrusting in and out of him. It's not much longer before you bust a nut with all the stimulation you are receiving.
You groan around your cock tongue as your eyes go to close and you wince as the helmet doesn't let them. You keep fucking that hole though, and after a while you start to feel yourself drift. A voice has begun speaking with the hum, it's Aether's voice you can tell. He's talking about relaxing and counting and then he does count and you can feel yourself drifting further and further. The words all blending together, talking about sex and how to fuck and how important it is. Talking about other things too like loyalty and belonging to Aether. You groan mindlessly as you dump countless loads into Story's hole. You can't think, only listen and absorb the suggestions that are pouring into your head right now. Everything going dark slowly on you as you are conditioned by the hypno-helmet.