"Wow, great job, Jenny! You got every single one of these questions right!" Mom said.
She gave you a high five. Both of you smiled.
"You know, I think you deserve a special treat. You earned it." Mom said.
"Really?" You said excitedly.
"Yep. How about a couple hours in the Pleasure Chair? Just until dinner's ready." Mom said.
You excitedly squealed. The Pleasure Chair was a device Mom kept in the basement. She used it for rewarding herself, and sometimes her kids, when things went right. Mom took you downstairs to the back room where she kept the Pleasure Chair. She helped you remove your diaper, since it was best experienced while nude. Mom helped you climb in and gave you a kiss on the cheek. She rubbed your little chest, and gave you a hug.
"Have fun, sweetie." Mom said.
"Thanks, Mom." You said.
Mom switched on the Pleasure Chair for you. The machine rumbled to life and scanned your body, instantly recognizing you.
"Welcome, Jenny!" The machine said.
Before it could really get moving, the chair had to do something uncomfortable to you. The chair inserted tubes into your anus and urethra to collect any pee or poop you made while enjoying it. You winced with discomfort as they went in. It then poked a small needle into your arm.
"Ouch!" You said.
Mom stroked your hair.
"It's okay. It'll only hurt for a second or two." She said.
The needle injected a wonderful chemical into your body, a short-acting non-addictive drug that caused happiness and hallucinations. It would take a few minutes to get going, though. The chair then inserted a small egg-shaped vibrator into your vagina. It was a specially made nice and small part of the machine, just for you. You started smiling, almost drooling as hot vibrating machine-sex coursed through you. Mom gave you a playful pinch on your nipple.
"I think I'll leave you alone now. Have fun." She said.
As she left, the chair put warm vibrating pads on your little nipples to stimulate those as well.
"Oh... oh..." You could only moan. Words failed you.
Finally, the chemicals the chair had put into you started kicking in. You soon forgot you were in the basement in a glorified masturbation chair. You were in a wonderful dream.
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