>>16495613"Wait, that's it? The students never mentioned anything about this... You're s-sure?" Cherryloo winced as the clerk shimmied the thick vacuum tube into him from behind.
"Oh, goodness yes. It's the new thing! Our prince distrusts thinking machines, so the most advanced computers allowed by law are the ones that use living ponies as their cores. Now be a dear and put this mask on. Don't worry, the input jack is supposed to go pretty far down your throat."
Cherryloo kept shivering, trying to ignore the strange feeling inside him as he inspected the mask. The exterior of the mouthpiece was full of slots for various sizes of disks and punch cards, and electrodes all along the interior waited to rest against his face. And the input jack he was supposed to suck on looked uncomfortable indeed. Oh well, he figured, at least there were fans built into it so he'd stay nice and cool. He hesitantly pulled the mask on. He'd do this for the sake of his students. "Um... all right... There aren't any side effects, are there? This stuff isn't going to get stuck on me?"
The clerk rubbed Cherryloo's warm flank with a gentle hoof, still streaked with lube, to comfort him. "I assure you, he process is completely reversible. There may be a few lingering effects on your mind based on what programs you're used to run, but it sounds like you're going to be used for educational purposes only. Oh, look, the monitor's come on!"
Through the slits in the mask, Cherryloo could see the monitor on the table come alive with green light. The loading screen turned into a display that showed Cherryloo's pulse, processing power, and even the name "Cherryloo v1.0.0."
Cherryloo blushed under his mask. "It knows my name? How much does this thing know about me?"
The clerk secured the thick vacuum tube in place with a body harness and tightened its cinches. "Pretty much everything..."
