_top_ - New Sensations Xxx

The demonstration was for a select few. Lena only agreed to be a test subject because the waiver offered a donation to the historical society. She was led into a white, egg-shaped pod. Soft restraints cradled her arms and legs. A cool, gel-like helmet settled over her head, and a whisper-thin suit adhered to her skin.

The woman’s sad eyes flickered with something like hope. “I am the last of my kind. And you are the first human to feel a soul’s raw data. This is the XXX sensation, Lena. This is what it feels like to be truly known.”

Lena thought of her dusty archives, her careful life. “XXX,” she said.