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Halo - CYOA Chapter 4!
🕑 Added 2025-09-10 21:20:07 +0000 UTC“Oh God yes! Harder!”
Halo cracked her eyes open, listening to the muffled thuds and moans through the wall. She looked at her clock. 06:43. Really? This early? She groaned, flipping her pillow over her head to block out the sound.
Just a few more hours. Just a few more hours… Halo could feel every scream of pleasure add to the soaking need between her legs. This had been the longest week of her life.
She had lost track of how many times she woke up humping her bed, unable to stop for hours as she edged. How many times the vibrations sprung to life, torturing her relentlessly. She hadn’t left the house, unsure of when the vibrations would come and positive she couldn’t keep herself together if they struck. She was hardly clothed for the entire week, unable to stomach the thought of trying to ignore her desperation. Besides, with the consistency of her new censoring program, her own body was the only true source of nudity she could consume. She couldn’t bear to cover it up, even opting to spend hours in front of the mirror frantically rubbing her cage.
Halo pushed herself out of bed once her neighbors finally calmed down. She sighed, noticing how wet her sheets had become once again. She had never done so much laundry in her life, especially with how few clothes she ended up wearing…
She grabbed a yogurt from her fridge and cracked it open for her breakfast. She didn’t have much of an appetite. She didn’t know if it was from arousal or excitement. Today was finally the day of her appointment. Seven long days had passed, and it was finally time to rid herself of that accursed cage.
She did everything she could think of to pass the time. She turned on her neuralinks heads up display and played a fashion reality show. She did some exercises, took a shower, brushed her hair, cleaned her house, anything to pass the creeping minutes.
Finally, it was time. She grabbed a tight one piece swimsuit-like body suit, with a high tight neck line. She slid some short shorts over it and grabbed her coat, before leaving her apartment for the first time all week.
It only took a few steps from her apartment for her to feel a drip of wetness leak into her clothes. She felt like a different person. Like a wild animal. Her eyes were ravenous, instinctively eating up every girl she passed, undressing them with her mind as naturally as one breathed. From the constant censoring she experienced, every inch of skin ignited her. She couldn’t help but randomly rub her hand across her shorts, making sure no precum had visibly leaked through her clothes. Shorai Industries had never felt so far away.
“Welcome!” Halo forced a grin. “How can I help you?”
“Um, I have an appointment? With Dr. Kelley?” Halo walked up to the desk, nervously rolling her nails across the table as the receptionist checked her computer.
“Ah yes, it’ll be just a moment Ms. White.” The receptionist motioned a hand towards the chairs. Halo took a seat. She held her hands clasped tight across her crotch, trying to will the hidden dampness from becoming visible. Each tick of the clock brought her closer to her appointment. Closer to being unlocked. Closer to finally being allowed to cum! Her heart beat from her chest with excitement.
“Ms. White?” Halo’s head shot up. Mr. Brook was holding up the door to the back hallways. Halo jumped to her feet, eagerly rushing across the waiting room and through the open door. Mr. Brook led the way to the same small room she interviewed in, opening it for her.
“Don’t we need to go to the lab? In order to remove…?” Halo let her voice fade.
“If you’d please…” Mr. Brook motioned inside, completely ignoring her comment. Halo finally caved.
Mr. Brook rounded the desk and took a seat. Halo’s eyes searched the room, but there were no other chairs. She shifted on her feet.
“So, Ms. White. How would you describe your experience this past week?” Mr. Brook grabbed his clipboard, staring expectantly.
“Umm… It was uh,” Halo squirmed under his gaze. Her hands clenched tighter, as if he could see the desperation in her cage straight through her clothes. “Uh, i-it was hard, I’d say? Like…” Mr. Brook began writing. “I don’t know how to– It was d-difficult to– I got really–...” Mr. Brook’s writing slowed. He peeled his eyes up from the clipboard, taking an unamused gaze up.
“I-I’d say it was very difficult.” Halo cut off her ramblings. Mr. Brook slowly returned back to the clipboard, finishing his writing.
“Alright… How often during this past week were thinking or fantasizing about sexual experiences?" Halo’s cheeks flushed. She looked down, rubbing the tips of her shoes together in silence. “And may I remind you, you are contractually obligated to answer all of our questions honestly.” Halo’s fists clenched tighter.
“A-almost constantly…” She nearly whispered. Mr. Brook took note of it.
“During this last week, how much of your time would you estimate you spent clothed?”
“N-not very much?” Halo meeked. Mr. Brook scribbled, unaffected.
“If I had the keys to your cage right now, would you strip nude in front of me in order to be unlocked?”
“W-what?” Halo’s back stiffened. “Do I really have to–to answer something like that?”
“Of course. You are contractually obligated to answer any and all questions any members of Shorai Industries direct towards you.” Halo squirmed. She could feel her cage throbbing at the very thought of getting unlocked. But even so, she wouldn’t do that… Would she…? He had already seen her completely exposed before. If it meant unlocking…
“I–... M-maybe? I think m-maybe.”
“If I had the keys to your cage right now, would you sexually pleasure me in order to be unlocked?” Halo’s face flushed.
“N-no! O-of course not!” Halo’s hand instinctively covered her cage, while her other stretched across her chest and pulled her coat further up her arms.
“If I had the keys to your cage right now,” Mr. Brook continued, “would you humiliate yourself before me, and obey any command issued in order to get unlocked?”
“Are you kidding!?” Halo’s face burned hot, partially with defiant anger. “Not a chance!!”
Mr. Brook scribbled in his clipboard in silence. Halo’s ears burned with rage. Did they really think so little of her? Just who did they think they hired!? She nearly filled the silence with her outrage, but Mr. Brook’s pencil finally stilled. He stood up and left the room, holding the door open for Halo to follow. She huffed, turning her head away as she followed suit.
They made their way down the familiar hallways of twisting glass. Unlike her first visit, Halo’s curiosity was entirely extinguished. None of the rooms mattered except the one with the keys to her release. Once Mr. Brook got to the door, Halo could barely contain herself from shoving her way through.
The burning fluorescent lights reignited Halo’s nerves. Memories of her first visit flooded her mind, causing an embarrassing amount of anxiety and arousal.
Standing on the far side of the room was a familiar frail frame, with long purple disheveled hair. Mr. Brook approached her, notifying her of Halo’s presence as he handed her the clipboard. She nodded, scanning the pages with her sunken eyes. Finally, they made their way back to Halo.
“Go ahead and disrobe.” Dr. Kelley instructed, dropping the clipboard to her side while she stared expectantly at her subject. Halo’s cheeks burned, but unlike before, she didn’t protest. She knew it was pointless. Dr. Kelley wasn’t the type to make exceptions with a sacrifice of efficiency.
She dropped her coat to the floor, before sliding her shorts down her legs. She blushed as she revealed the large wet spot that had formed in the body suit beneath her shorts. She hesitantly unzipped the suit from behind. She closed her eyes, unable to face the room while she stripped it from her skin, knowing full well what it would reveal: Strings of precum stretching between her clothes and glistening cage as she pulled it off.
She kicked her clothes to the ground before quickly covering her cage with her hands. She pressed firmly against the metal, as if pressure alone could prevent any more from leaking past her fingers.
Dr. Kelley’s assistant grabbed her clothes off the ground. Halo’s ears rung with embarrassment.
“Move your hands behind your back, please.” Dr. Kelley commanded. Halo took a deep breath, then obeyed. One of the scientists approached her from behind. The soft click of metal ratcheting around her wrist startled her.
“What the–!” Halo looked back. The scientist was cuffing her. “What are you doing!?” Halo pulled her arms back, squirming as they tried to avoid the cool steel.
“It is a safety precaution.” Dr. Kelley informed. “If we were to unlock you, and you reached down and stroked yourself, it would taint all of our data. And I am not willing to risk the experiment's integrity over your self control.
Halo’s struggles slowed. They were going to unlock her?! If that was the case… being cuffed was a small enough price to pay. The scientist finished cuffing her wrists. Halo compulsively strained. Unsurprisingly, the steel remained unaffected.
Dr. Kelley grabbed a keychain from her lab coat. Attached to it was a small key with dozens of circuit lines running its length. Halo’s heart nearly stopped as the key was slipped into her cage. The base of the key began to glow as electrical currents surged through it, disarming whatever computer elements augmented the physical tumblers of the lock. She twisted the key, and removed the lock.
Halo moaned as the flat cage was pulled from her body. She had forgotten how intoxicating simple erections could be. Her cock throbbed and burned with need, tingling torturously as it grew for the first time in a week. Her desire ached through her entire body, causing her legs to softly shake. Never. She had never felt horniness like that before.
Halo’s wrists strained helplessly against her cuffs. She had to stroke. She had to. She needed it! Her arms contorted as she tried to wiggle them both to the front of her body, but the scientist behind her easily thwarted her plan.
Halo’s cock bobbed angrily. It almost hurt with how hard she was. With how hungry it was for attention. The sensation of precum dribbling from her shaft nearly felt adequate to push her over.
“P-please!” Halo caved. “Please uncuff me, I need this so badly, I–I can’t!” Dr. Kelley’s aloof face cracked into a smile as she watched Halo’s tiny cock dribble and bounce.
“You seem to be fully erect now.” Dr. Kelley pulled out a handheld machine from her coat, using it to paint a laser grid across Halo’s cock. After a moment, it beeped. Dr. Kelley chuckled. “Despite how hard you appear, you seem to have lost 1.6 millimeters of length. How interesting. With how small you were already, I was expecting less. You didn’t really have all that much to lose to begin with…” She began scribbling on her clipboard as she trailed off.
Halo couldn't decide between burying her burning cheeks in her hands or stroking herself over, but the cuffs stood in resistance to both. What was wrong with her? She felt a bead of precum dribble to the floor after Dr. Kelley’s comment. And a comment in front of a room full of people? While she was cuffed and leaking completely exposed before them? Nothing about this was exciting! And yet… That stupid fucking cage!!
“Last is circumference," Dr. Kelley grabbed her device, holding it hovering around Halo’s cock. It then slowly shrunk until it pressed against her skin. Halo moaned. It was overwhelming. Her hips froze with pleasure. Or maybe fear. Her body screamed for the edge, nearly forcing her hips to fuck the machine, but before they moved it beeped, and Dr. Kelley removed it.
Halo groaned. She body ached, both hating the fact that she didn’t cum from the measurement, while also thanking God for allowing her to hold back. After Dr. Kelley’s comment on her size, she didn’t know if she could handle the humiliation of cumming just from the measuring device.
Dr. Kelley cracked another grin as she noted down the measurements. Was she smaller in circumference too? Fuck it, she didn’t even care. She couldn’t wait anymore.
“O–okay, can you please uncuff me now? I can’t wait any longer, can I please…finish…?” Halo trailed off, barely able to voice her need through the weight on her cheeks and chest. Kelley continued to scribble for a moment, before responding. Not even bothering to look from her clipboard.
“Sure. Follow me.” Halo’s face lit up! She could hardly even care about her hands cuffed behind her back. Or her tiny cock bobbing and leaking with every step as they marched her nude across the lab. The only thing that mattered was cumming.
Halo’s excitement faltered slightly as they stopped in front of the same tube-like machine which ruined her last week.
“H–hey, um–” Before she could voice her concerns, the doctors behind her pulled the cuffs from her wrists. They grabbed her arms and began escorting her over to the machine, before strapping her in place.
The tube of the machine slowly shifted into place, sealing her cock off from the rest of the world. The familiar mechanical whirl caused excitement to bubble in her stomach. She felt as though she was resting at the crest of a rollercoaster. The memory of the machine's strokes filled her mind. The pleasure of touching. She could hardly stifle her moans simply at the thought.
Dr. Kelley was a smart woman. There was no way she forgot to fix the machine since last week. All she seemed to think about was her experiment. It was fine. The small ring slowly approached her cock. The closer it came to her, the more last week's memory disappeared, and the more her cock ached with need and excitement.
Halo watched with hungry eyes as the machine finally pressed against the tip of her cock. She moaned, arching her back off the seat and gripping into her thighs as she fought the urge to grab her chest.
As the ring slipped down her cock, every nerve of her body lit with pleasure. Despite its creepingly slow movement, it was more than enough to push Halo towards the edge. The ring bottomed out on Halo’s shaft, stretching the skin as it compressed into her pelvis and balls. Halo bucked against her straps, wishing she could push even deeper.
The machine began stroking back up halo’s shaft. She bit her lip. She could feel Mr. Brook’s eyes on her once again, but she couldn’t be bothered to care. She was in heaven. The sensation was enough to cause shivers down through her toes. She closed her eyes, blocking out the audience and losing herself to the euphoria.
That was, until the machine slipped entirely off her cock once again. A very familiar sensation. Halo’s eyes shot open and down through the clear tube. The machine continued stroking out to about little past her cock, before slowly returning. It was still set for three inches.
“Dr. Kelley!” Halo shouted. Her eyes popped up from her clipboard. “Did you forget to adjust the machine for me?! It’s still set for 3 inches!!” Dr. Kelley returned her focus to her clipboard.
“I didn’t forget anything.” Halo groaned as the machine slipped back around her cock. Her brain fogged over with pleasure as she tried to rationalize Kelley’s response. Maybe they just changed the position the machine was set to spin at once her orgasm started?
The stroking was too much. Halo moaned, gripping into her chest so hard it streaked her skin. She didn’t care how pathetic it would look to cum so quickly. She couldn’t hold herself back anymore. She didn’t want to! All she wanted was to cum. Finally claiming the relief for herself! It was all she needed.
“Fuckk!” Halo moaned. Pleasure bubbled up inside her as her body tumbled over the edge. “Yesss–” Just as she slipped over the edge, the machine pulled off her cock, spinning rapidly just past her tip.
“NO!!!” Halo screamed, slamming the glass with her hands as her cock bobbed desperately, feeling the orgasm she desired barely slip over. Her cock throbbed as muted, pleasureless convulsions ached through her so intensely it almost hurt. “Yo–you said–!!! You said you didn’t f–forgeeet!!!” Tears swelled in her eyes as cum dribbled from her in a weak, spurtless stream. The straps around her legs and core burned against her skin, branding her with their woven pattern from how forcefully she struggled against them, yearning to thrust deep enough to reach the spinning machine which would salvage her release. But they held firm.
“I didn’t forget.” Dr. Kelley reassured. “Because your first orgasm was ruined at the start of the experiment, in order to maintain consistency, this orgasm had to be ruined as well. I intentionally left the machine as it was.”
Halo collapsed against the machine, watching her cock thrash desperately in protest. The ache of her need was so powerful, so all encompassing, it was debilitating. She couldn’t push from the machine. Couldn’t slam the glass and cuss out the scientists around her. All she could do was watch the final dribbles of her release disappear into heightened desperation. So desperate in fact, she couldn’t even hear Dr. Kelley continue.
“44.8 milliliters. A sizable volume increase. Very interesting…” Dr. Kelley noted her findings, before putting her clipboard away. “Now, time for the next experiment…”
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Hope you guys enjoyed the next iteration of the CHOA! I set this chapter up to T up whatever ideas you guys can come up with next! Whether its new products to test or new experiments? The world is your oyster haha. Please feel free to revisit Halo's character sheet to check kinks and such, since that was what I was using as a guideline on what to include and such, since I want to try to remain fairly true to the poll we did back then! Or not, we can go crazy haha, honestly completely up to you guys! I should be hopefully sliding back into the hang of things now! Although I was hoping to do another illustration challenge this october, so might take things slightly easier until then to preserve my energy and actually complete a challenge on time for once? xD Anyways, ramble over. Please feel free to comment/like comments on where you'd like to see the next chapter go!
Comments
Greythemoose
What if Halo was taken through the room of Dr. Kelly's other test subject?
a2tailedfox
This was a really good chapter. I am just going to repost my idea from last year. "She gets a hologram dick in the place of her flat cage. She can feel any thing that happens to that dick in the virtual space, but she has no way to physically stimulate her digital cock. Her digital cock would just appear to her like a slightly opaque hologram. She would get these "ghost" that would show up at times to mess with her digital cock. As if to ad insult to injury the digital cock is bigger then she is."
