Virtual Beanality

by MythrilMoth

Rating: mature
Tags: Porn, Mystery, Equestria Girls, Sex, Sunset Shimmer, Twilight Sparkle (EqG)
Length: 2053

Twilight Sparkle develops new functionality for the Datanis, much to Sunset Shimmer's consternation.

When a foreign competitor is rumored to be developing a new technology that could threaten Beanis, Inc.'s domestic market, Twilight Sparkle becomes determined to develop and patent the new tech--"virtual beanality"--first.

As with most of Twilight's plans, Sunset Shimmer has...concerns. And, as it turns out, with good reason...

A tentative probe into the Beanis Cinematic Universe.

Published 2018-06-01 22:10:06 UTC
Last updated 2018-06-01 22:10:06 UTC

Hex Packets

"Sunset Shimmer, I'm so glad you're here!" Twilight Sparkle ranted as soon as Sunset clocked in for another day of soul-crushing, brain-breaking work at Beanis, Inc. "You know Dr. Eda Mame, founder of Lenticle Limited?"

"Yeah," Sunset said with a sour grimace. "The only person on this planet with a beanier brain than you."

"Well, rumor has it Eda Mame is developing new virtual beanality applications for the Lenticle system! If she beats us to the punch on this one, we could be looking at a wave of imports...maybe even a local headquarters and distribution!" Twilight threw her hands up as her voice rose in pitch. "It could be a disaster!"

"Okay first of all, calm down," Sunset said. "Tofussy didn't put us out of business, neither will Lenticle. Second, I, uhh...I don't really think people in this country are as keen on the idea of being tentacle raped by beans as they are in Haysia.1 Besides, half their sales volume comes from the LoLentils line, and..." Sunset repressed a shudder. "That, uhh...that wouldn't track well here. Like, at all."

"Well...okay, that last part is actually a valid point, but still!" Twilight exclaimed. "Virtual beanality! I need to get ahead of this! My pride as inventor of the beanis is on the line here! I can't lose to Dr. Mame, I just can't!"

"Oh, so this is a pride thing," Sunset said, nodding. "Okay, I can appreciate that. So...what even is 'virtual beanality'?"

"I have no idea, that's why I need to develop it first!" Twilight exclaimed. "And...I actually do have some ideas...and it's based on something we have that Lenticle doesn't!"

"Oh god," Sunset oh godded, massaging the bridge of her nose. "This doesn't bode well."

"It's really more or less just an extended application of the Datanis protocols..."

"Extended...how? And please don't turn that into some kind of dick joke."

"Pssh, what? No! That's Rainbow Dash's thing," Twilight scoffed. "What I mean is, well...when you use a beanis, it's, well...amazing..." Her eyelids fluttered. "But in the end, you're still pleasuring yourself with a sex toy, however expertly designed and perfectly crafted."

"Uh-huh."

"And the Datanis imprints information through fluid transfer," Twilight continued. "But it's just raw data. Facts, figures, numbers, language, charts and graphs."

"Which, as much as I hate to admit it, is still pretty impressive."

"But what if the Datanis could..." Twilight waved her hands around vaguely. "Manipulate your senses, even imprint memories and feelings right into your brain, so that even though you're just pleasuring yourself with a dildo made out of beans, in your mind you're, well...living out your wildest, most vivid sex fantasy? In perfect detail?"

Sunset stared at Twilight. "That..." Her mouth flapped soundlessly for a long moment. "Okay, that actually sounds pretty awesome, if ethically questionable and potentially massively exploitable. I mean, that sounds like borderline mind control—"

"Actually, it...pretty much is mind control, kinda," Twilight said, digging one toe into the carpet. "Not real mind control! Just...suggestion. And adding a couple of key factors to the existing e-Jaculate formula to enhance the experience...make the mind more susceptible..."

"Wait, wait," Sunset said, holding up a hand. "Actual mind control?" She stared at Twilight. "The hell EVEN?"

"I, umm...may have sort of met up with Starlight Glimmer for coffee?" Twilight said with a nervous giggle. "Turns out she's full of fascinating ideas on practical applications of—"

"No," Sunset said flatly.

"But—"

"NO!" Sunset insisted more forcefully. "If it involves Starlight Glimmer and mind control, it's a disaster waiting to happen."

"But it's not actual mind control," Twilight whined. "It's more...selective hypnosis, coupled with the introduction of a few synthetic hormones in the e-Jaculate..." She ducked her head and fidgeted. "It wouldn't be much different from being a little drunk and going along with the first thing somebody suggests. Really!"

Sunset pursed her lips. "Still not convinced," she said. "And even if—if—you could find a way to pull it off that doesn't go completely apocalyptic on us or lead to thousands of lawsuits..." She sighed. "How can you guarantee the promised results?"

"Well, part of that would depend on the mind of the user," Twilight said, adjusting her glasses. "But the proteins would be encoded with the details of the encounter—sort of like an interactive erotic novel."

"Yeah, okay, I can see that," Sunset nodded.

"And the final component will ensure it doesn't go off the rails," Twilight said. "Which reminds me, can I have a strand of your hair? Preferably with a follicle."

Sunset blinked. "Huh? My hair?" She combed her fingers through her hair and yanked a coppery strand out, grimacing slightly. "What for?"

"Well, the e-Jaculate needs to be encoded with all the parameters of the desired experience," Twilight began as she carefully placed Sunset's hair in a small plastic bag and sealed it. "In order for the virtual beanality experience to be one hundred percent authentic and realistic, that means including a genetic sample from the, umm...desired partner." Twilight ducked her head and blushed at that last bit.

Sunset stared at her. "What."

"It...imprints, from a strand of DNA, you see..." Twilight shuffled her feet.

Sunset held up a hand. "Wait. Wait. You mean if you brew up this virtual beanality jizz, code an erotic fantasy into it like some computer visual novel, and then put my DNA sample in it, whoever uses it will—"

"Have a completely realistic, personalized sexual escapade with you in their own mind, yes," Twilight said, fanning herself.

"...," Sunset said. And she meant it, too. "Aaand we're back around to no," she added. "I'm sorry, but there's just too much potential for exploitation with this. This is beyond unethical, this...this could even be considered borderline rape if people stick hairs of someone they know in it just to—"

"It doesn't work that way!" Twilight insisted. "I mean...the formulation has to be done in my lab, with my equipment. It's not like the customer can just drop any old hair in and bam."

Sunset bit her lip. "Alright, so...explain how it does work."

"Well...I'm still kind of working on all that," Twilight admitted. "But the theory behind it is basically..." She bit the inside of her cheek. "So like, we'd have a set of DNA contributors—our 'product models', if you will—who'll provide DNA for the e-Jaculate and sign consent of use forms to avoid any ethical or legal...stuff..." She coughed. "And who'll be paid royalties for every time their DNA is used in a customer order. Then, well...I guess we could have some scenarios pre-written, or just...large portions of them written, like Mad Libs, and Wallflower and I can finish writing and coding the scenarios to order for each customer. After that, it's compile, brew, and ship! Though I will need to design an adapter for the Datanis to work with a VR headset. I mean, that'll make the whole experience so much more intense..."

Sunset took a deep breath and exhaled slowly through her nose. "You literally just thought all of that up while we were talking, didn't you?"

"Yep!" Twilight said in a chipper tone. "You're a good sounding board!"

Sunset sighed. "I...guess it sounds feasible. If you can do the DNA binding thing and make it work. But that leads to the whole issue of the product models you mentioned. Who, precisely, were you thinking of conning into that?"

Twilight scratched her cheek. "W-well...whoever's willing," she said. "I mean, half the girls we know would be happy to be somebody's virtual beanality fantasy."

"Not me," Sunset said firmly, lips pressed tight. "In fact, give me that hair back."

"MINE!" Twilight declared, stepping back reflexively. After a heartbeat, she coughed. "Ah, I mean...I only wanted to use it for testing! To see if it's even possible to make this work!"

Sunset frowned. "And who are you planning to test it on?" she asked dangerously.

"M-myself," Twilight said, her voice hitching and trembling. "And there'll only be the one sample, I promise!"

Sunset sighed again. "Fine," she said. She shook her head. "I guess this isn't the dumbest idea you've come up with. Just..." She frowned, tilting her head. "Actually? If you can make this work, we can charge a lot for it, especially since it's a custom product..."

1 Wallflower Blush excepted, of course. And probably Fluttershy.

Four days later, Sunset was taking a coffee break when an ungodly shriek of unbridled terror erupted from the R&B lab.

*That was Twilight!*

Wide-eyed, she darted in that direction. Tempest was hot on her heels. "What's going on?" Tempest asked.

"I have no idea," Sunset said, biting her lip in worry. They burst into the lab and found Twilight curled up in a ball, naked, in the middle of the floor. A half-limp Datanis flopped loosely from her pussy, smearing e-Jaculate and Twilight's own secretions all over the floor. Twilight was shivering and sniffling, tears streaming from beneath her VR goggles.

"S-Sunset," Twilight whimpered.

"I'm here, Twilight!" Sunset said, moving to crouch by her side as best she could without getting Stuff all over herself. "What's wrong?"

"J-Just..." Twilight croaked out in a hoarse voice.

"Just...?"

"Just Moondancer," Twilight said shakily, her lips trembling.

Sunset blinked, then looked at Tempest. "Huh?"

"What's a Moondancer?" Tempest answered, confusion written across her weathered face.

"Just Moondancer," Twilight whimpered again, rocking back and forth. "Just Moondancer. Just Moondancer..."

Sunset ripped the VR gear off Twilight's head and slapped her across the cheeks. "Twilight!"

Twilight blinked dazedly, squinting in the bright lights of the lab. "Huh? What?" She looked up and gasped, eyes flying open wide. "SUNSET! You're alive!" She flung herself at Sunset in a desperate full-body tackle, wrapping her arms around her and hanging on for dear life. The Datanis schlurped out of her body with a wet squelch and landed on the floor with a wet splat.

"Uhh...of course I am, Twilight," Sunset said, gently removing the messy, naked Twilight from her person and trying very hard not to think about that. "Why wouldn't I be?"

"Because Moondancer, she—" Twilight blinked. "Wait." Her brow scrunched up. "What?"

"Who the hell is Moondancer?" Sunset demanded.

Twilight shook her head dazedly. "I...I don't know," she said. She looked at the Datanis and the VR headset, face contorted in confusion. "I was testing the virtual beanality e-Jaculate, everything was going..." Her face burned crimson. "Just fine at first, but then..." She shook her head. "There was this other girl, and she...she did horrible things..." She shuddered, squeezing her eyes shut, tears leaking from her eyes. "I...I need to sit down..."

"Yeah, let's...let's get you hosed off and...and figure this out," Sunset said nervously. "So...I guess virtual beanality is a no-go?"

"I..." Twilight grimaced. "It needs further research," she said. "I have no idea what went wrong..."

In a grimy alley half a block away from Beanis Inc., well out of view of the local criminals, company staff, and the worshippers of The Couch, a pale-skinned girl with magenta hair, clad only in a weathered old black suede trenchcoat and penny loafers, crouched behind a dumpster, breath hitching as one hand massaged her breast while the fingers of her other hand deftly probed her folds, flicking across her clit, drawing pearly beads of musky arousal forth from her loins. A pair of pale blue panties with a cluster of pink stars on the front hung halfway out of one of her coat's pockets, and a cheap cardboard VR headseat sat perched on her head; inside it, on her phone, playing on a loop, was a video of Twilight Sparkle testing her newest product in the middle of the R&B lab.

"Twilight Sparkle," she whispered breathily, "you will be mine..."

Author's Note

You know how sometimes you set out to write a thing, and then out of nowhere it turns into something completely different than that thing what you set out to write?

Yyyyyyeah.

So the idea here was inspired by the Digital Underground song "Sex Packets", and I more or less stuck to THAT plan, plus introducing the concept of a foreign business rival named Eda Mame for no other reason than the name pun. But...

Gonna be honest...

The Doki Doki Literature Club turn this took at the end?

That just...kinda happened. :twilightoops: