“It’s been okay, but…”
I stopped talking when a natural question occurred to me.
“Speaking of this, what about using Stimulation records, or SR streaming? It’s all about feeling what others do, right?”
Genesis shook her head.
“Actually, it’s not exactly like this. The intensity is also relative to one’s sensitivity. I do feel a little bit of what others experienced, but not much. It’s still better than my own numbness, I guess.”
That made me think about one of my fervent viewers, IHateBeingNumb, who said she was also quite insensitive. She also seemed to have trouble reaching her peak compared to others, even when watching my high-intensity streaming.
An interesting idea suddenly appeared in my mind. When I was researching this world, one of the things I read about was a new feature Lacos had released recently for premium users. Normally, a record is automatically put for sale on their platform, but there was now another option.
It was possible to store it temporarily in a personal cloud storage and use it as one wished. There was just one condition: the record didn’t fully belong to the user. Instead, if the demand suddenly spiked, Lacos reserved the right to forcefully pull it out of the cloud storage to put it on sale on their site. It normally wasn’t an issue, unless a planet-level event suddenly increased the demand, making them scarce all around the world.
Maybe, if I used that feature, we could achieve something. I looked at both women before opening my mouth.
“I have an idea. What if we try something like this…”
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In a meeting room, on one of the top floors of Lacos’ headquarters building. A panel of high executives was discussing recent developments together with the CEO.
“As such, according to our data, we’re certain that the drop in records creation and consumption is due to a slight recovery in terms of people’s sensitivity around the world.”
“Do you mean to say that humanity is naturally getting cured?”
“It’s hard to conclude whether it is natural or not. There are too many factors to take into account. One thing is certain: we are not aware of any real cure, nor any genetic cure circulating in the market. Of course, many products claim to enhance sensitivity, but, as far as we know, all of them are fake, and their effects are on placebo level at most. On top of that, we know for a fact that numb people have a harder time finding partners, and thus transmitting their genes to the next generation. It could also be a factor, even though the real impact is hard to calculate.”
“How are we affected, exactly?”
“For now, it’s minimal. Only decimals of a percent at most. However, the drop is accelerating.”
The CEO looked pensive for a moment.
“Each percentage of drop is an enormous loss for us. We’re operating in the whole world, with billions of customers. The Operations Department should try to increase its number of content creators. Marketing, focus on promoting all of our products, new and old, and especially our premium package. HR, we’ll let go of a few thousand employees to ‘restructure’ and reassure the shareholders and the market. All we need is to maintain the status quo until R&D is done with Project Origin. Is there any question?”
Everyone in the room shook their heads.
“Good. That’s all for today. We’ll meet again next week. I expect to hear good news from all of you.”
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We spent the whole day experimenting, with mixed results. As we didn’t reach a satisfying conclusion when it was time to leave, we decided to meet on Sunday too. Neither woman was in a relationship or had a family, meaning they were free to use their time as they wished, just like me.
Eventually, with some decent amount of success by the end, even though it wasn’t without some slight consequences, I felt more ready for the Katia challenge. As such, I applied for it before the end of the weekend. Surprisingly, I was immediately contacted back by Katia, and after a bit of chatting, we agreed to meet next Saturday.
In the meantime, I began my last week as a normal shop employee. Despite leaving soon, nothing much changed, especially because the convenience store only used one person per shift. There weren’t many interactions with colleagues, except during shift changes.
There was only one main difference, and that was Elodie’s attitude. Starting from the previous week, she had visited every single day, and this week was the same. As if afraid we wouldn’t be able to see each other anymore after that, she was growing more and more passionate with each day, with everything culminating at the end.
On my last day, Friday, she was already in the shop at 8 am, when I took over for my final shift. She had a small basket filled with items she didn’t truly need after shopping nonstop here for two weeks, clearly waiting for me to take over the register.
As soon as I was ready, she rushed to the counter to handle her bill.
“Good morning, Oliver. Did you sleep well?”
“Good morning, Elodie. Very well, and you?”
“Same here.”
To say the truth, I hadn’t been able to sleep that much due to a certain person. Elodie flashed a happy grin before wordlessly circling the counter to come to my side, even though I had barely started beeping her items, as if she couldn’t wait any longer.
When she was in front of me, she squatted with her legs erotically open and fiddled with my pants to open them. Well used to it, she did so in no time, dropping my underwear together with them. My dick sprang open in front of her eyes, already half-hard in anticipation.
Normally, she should have waited until I got her total price and started the SR payment, but we both knew she cared little about her purchases at that point.
“Haaah… I can’t get enough of that big dick of yours, Oliver.”
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