The sound of a public bus rumbling across the street had always sort of been annoying to Tina, and as it turned out it's no less prominent or grating when you're riding inside of it. Makes her grateful that she doesn't have to go out of state, her destination within reasonable travel distance from her home city. In one of the solo seats near the back she leans against the window and contemplates things. Her parents had been on her for a few months now, annoyed but not outright disapproving of her life style. Out of high school she'd stayed living with them. Supportiveness for their daughter quickly turned to pushiness, insisting she got a job and supported herself, then to desperation as they asked her every day or two to at least contribute to the household in some way if she wasn't going to move out.
Somebody getting up from the row ahead of her briefly shakes her out of it. They head to the front of the bus and she makes a mental note that her wait has gone down from three stops left to two. Of course, her parents didn't consider going out and getting paid by older men for sexual relations to be 'income', she reminds herself as she zones back out. What kind of dystopia are we living in where it's not respectabe to make a living off your sugar daddies? Well, they were happy to hear when their insistence got through to her and she decided to 'go support the family'. What she didn't tell them was that she's doing it out of spite, and she definitely didn't tell them HOW she's going to be 'supporting' them.
It's getting pretty dark out Tina realizes at the next stop. Hopefully they really do operate at all hours like their website said. Publisax... What a dumb name for a company. Rolling her eyes, she blows a bubble in her gum. The gum was just about the only thing she brought besides her ID and a few bucks for bus fare. Wouldn't be needing anything else.
Twenty minutes later they finally arrive at her stop, and she, just for a moment, hesitates to get off the bus. But her resolve doesn't waver for long, and her shapely legs carry her through the aisle and out of the accursed vehicle. Hearing it zoom off without her is... Well, it's still annoying because it's the same sound, but it's a relief that it rapidly decreases in volume. She's not sure what time it is- no watch, no phone- but it's as dark out as it can get unless there's no moon in the sky. Yet the Publisax headquarters has lights on in various windows all throughout the complex. There's several buildings in many different sizes, some with very little to no insight on their contents, but they all have the company name/logo on them with lighting from within. Well, no doubt she's in the right place then.
The doors are unlocked and slide open when they sense her motion, letting her strut up to the lobby's reception desk. A cute redheaded boy is currently manning it, and she wouldn't mind biting off a piece of him if she has time. Before she can break the ice however he speaks up, not even looking away from his computer right away.
Princess Kay Peach - Last Friday at 3:00 AM
"Hello, and welcome to Publisax Surgical Processing!" He types something short before turning to her and smiling, as receptionists are typically expected do. "I'm Oswald, is there something I can help you with ma'am?" Oswald is just about one of the least sexiest names she's ever heard.
"Yes, I'm here to..." Hmm, what's the best word for it... "volunteer?" Tina leans on the counter, deliberately flashing her cleavage to him. She sees him look, making no attempt to hide it, but he doesn't particularly react.
"Of course! Not to sound presumptuous, but looking at you that would have been my guess. Not that I'm allowed to guess any more. Thus why I asked!" He slides back his chair and retrieves several sheets of paper and a clip board from a filing cabinet. "Did you fill out an online form, miss?"
"I did. Tina Robrim?" She stands back up. She can only guess that he means he saw her figure and assumed she's some sort of slut, which... Well, he's not entirely wrong, she guesses. Still, she can use that. "What do you mean by that by the way? Wouldn't happen to be an attempt at a compliment would it?"
It almost looks like he holds back an eye roll at her question. "Nope, just an observation. I don't bother flirting with the product, if I want some I can just wait for training or shipping. A lot easier that way." Well humph. Fine. He slides the papers her way across the counter and clicks through a few things on his computer to find her profile in their system. "Ah, perfect. You won't be needing this one then." He takes back the sheet dealing with identification and medical history, leaving her with one less to fill out. "Please take a seat and fill out the forms to the best of your ability. An orientation specialist will be out soon to help and answer any remaining questions you may have."(edited)
Tina swipes the clipboard with the papers indignantly and seats herself on the other side of the room, wiping a pen from the nearby table. She's a lot more than just product, she thinks. Well, at least for now. She hasn't yet signed the legal form that agrees she "gives Publisax Surgical Processing complete legal control over her body, including its treatment and configuration. The volunteer's signature also signifies total forfeit of any individual legal rights as a person, instead registering them as the legal property of Publisax Surgical Processing for all intents and purposes, including legal status as an object. The only legal obligation for Publisax to respect in regards to the volunteer's wills is their stipulations and preferences as filled out on the other sheets that are to be completed and submitted together with this one, except when those requests interfere with Publisax's ability to complete a program or procedure." Aaaand now she's signed it. No big deal, it's what she came her for, right? As she's reading and filling out some personal information, a woman in a nice jacket appears from the solid grey doors opposite the entrance, her heels clacking on the tile as she works her way to Tina.(edited)
"Hello miss, I'm Sammy and I'll be your orientation specialist for the beginning stages of your program here. I see you've already signed the legal form in... all three places, so that's wonderful! Are there any questions about the other forms you had for me?" God she's chipper. Tina quirks an eyebrow and points at something on the sheet she's working on currently.
"Yeah, says here it wants me to divulge whether I would like to undergo an installation program or a shelf product program. Is that really an important distinction to make?" There's also a box to allow Publisax to make the decision for her based on their assessment of her eligibility, but she's made her choice.(edited)
"Mhm! Very important!" Sammy moves a seat so she can be across from Tina and sits down. "While there are many specifics involved which create a myriad of results from either of the umbrella programs, we have seperate branches for handling each as a whole and there are different preliminary procedures depending on which branch will be handling you. Do you have any questions about either program before you decide?" She's clearly done this a lot, as she doesn't bat an eye for a single moment over the concept of what they do to their 'product'. Guess that's why she's a 'specialist'.
"Nah nah, I think I can gather enough on my own, thanks." Sounding particularly dismissive, she clicks her pen and marks the option for...
Tina wants to undergo the:
>Shelf product program.
>Installation program.
... the installation program with no hesitation at all. "Wonderful choice, Tina!" The fake niceness is making her a little sick, but she's not going to get mad at the lady for just doing her job. Especially since she has a paper in her lap she's already signed that basically gives them the right to treat her however they want.(edited)
"Can I request a specific place to be installed?" Sammy, for the first time, looks like she's not spouting rehearsed dialogue when she hears a question she wasn't expecting.
"I suppose you can. It's unorthodox, but if you put it in the um." Sammy points at a mostly blank spot on one of the forms. "Additional preferences and stipulations section, I'm sure we can swing it! Where would you like, if you don't mind me asking?"
Tina starts writing as she answers the question. "There's a fuck wall a few blocks down from where I grew up, in my home town, and the woman position opened up a few days ago. They don't have plans for a replacement yet, so I want to donate myself." She's rather smug sounding as she scratches in the last of the relevant information she knows on the 'fuck wall'.
"Oh! How... Noble, I suppose! And interesting. Usually we recieve requests to be shipped far away from where volunteers used to live. Different strokes!" Tina doesn't divulge that her father used to frequent the location before the vacancy, and she can't wait for her parents' reaction to discovering that their daughter has filled in for it. "If you don't have any further questions I can go look up the information we have on that installation so we can start forming the specifics of your program?" Tina waves her away and she leaves the room.
Princess Kay Peach - Last Friday at 4:04 AM
After finishing filling everything out she returns the forms to the desk and Oswald takes them to the legal processing department, bringing Sammy back with him with a file in her hands. "Great! Welcome to the preliminary stages of your transition to becoming a sex object!~" She sounds pleased as punch, like legitimately now, no longer forced. "Unless there is an error in processing your files you are now pre-emptively considered to be our property! Please comply with our request while you are still able to function independently, or there may be consequences beyond your control." Alright, now it's unnerving how genuine her happiness sounds while saying some... Rather dark stuff. Tina agrees to keep it in mind and follows Sammy through the grey doors.
There are directions to 'COMMERCIAL', 'PUBLIC', and 'LEGAL' areas, and they follow the line on the wall leading to 'public'. "So your desired location looks very well furnished. They have what we refer to in house as a "full suite", which is semi rare, and can only be filled by high quality products who have gone through very extensive programs!" Tina is only partially paying attention as she follows, so it catches her off guard when there's suddenly a hand on her boob, Sammy digging her fingers into it with no respect for her. "Pretty lucky that you look like the perfect physical candidate for it. If you hadn't requested a specific location you probably would have been considered for processing to go to a full suite anyways. It's not like we get volunteers as whorish as you every day.~"(edited)
Tina's caught a little off guard when she'd fondled, unable to at least protest with a single "Hey!" which makes her new specialist friend laugh at her expense. Well, no real surprise she guesses, she's property now.(edited)
"Heehee, don't mind me. I just love getting to induct new girls." Sammy slaps the side of Tina's breast and makes her grunt. "Tell me if I get too rough with you. Technically I'm payed not to care, but I don't have to be too mean either. I will say I'm glad you chose the installation program, figure like yours would be wasted becoming a toy, that's for sure. But we don't always get to choose what the incoming meat goes to."(edited)
The easiest way to summarize Tina's body would be to say she has an hourglass figure. To say it less simply, her body looks like it was made for her to fuck hard and often. Her ass is wide and plump and her tits are so big they can be seen from behind her. Sammy's definitely noticed, but apparently she isn't currently interested in getting any either. They find their way down the hall to a smaller room resembling a medical examination room. "Strip." Tina is commanded "And then get on the table."
Fine by her, she wouldn't even wear clothes if not for, you know, societal standards and public nudity laws. The clothes come off and Sammy makes no attempt at being subtle while she ogles her client, even biting her lip a little when the bra comes off and Tina's fat nipples are revealed. "Excellent! Beautiful specimen, I must say, we'll be able to charge handsomely for you." Infiltrating personal space again, she hefts one tit in her hand and squeezes with interest. "Firm, firmer than usual, which is a plus. Have you had cosmetic surgery before? Don't bother answering that." She pulls out the medical report she's had printed off and browses it.
"Alright, you are definitely hitting on me at least a little." Tina tries to remain playful with her handler, even as she slowly grows more and more nervous about what's to come. Sammy laughs at her before winking.(edited)
"Oh, absolutely. I'll be seeing you again later down the line for certain." Right, like the receptionist said. Employees must get first dibs on product testing. Fun. "No prior surgeries of any kind, hm. Well aren't you just gifted with natural beauty? We'll be sure to take full advantage of that. Now, this is the part where you can ask me any questions you have and I'm encouraged, but not required, to answer them.... They make me say that."(edited)
Tina opens her mouth to speak, but reconsiders and thinks for a moment before shaking her head. "I think I have the gist of what's going to happen, I'd rather just get the process started if we can?" Sammy nods and looks her up and down once more, the hand that she forgot was groping her digs its fingers in again while her other tit is fondled suddenly, Sammy grabbing at the nipple and twisting it a little. A quiet moan gives her the satisfaction she was looking for, and she backs off, retrieving two pills from one of the drawers.(edited)
Princess Kay Peach - Last Friday at 5:12 AM
"Good sensitivity. There's more examination to do, but you don't need to be conscious for it, so you're going to sleep. Normally you'd only need one of these but the surgeons don't operate this late, so you can't start until the morning and you need to be unconscious for that too." Before Tina can express her disbelief at the fact that she's going to surgery already and demand to know what it's for, Sam's hand is over her mouth and the pills are on her tongue. "Swallow. I miss when we got to do this by shot, but it was bad for chemical imbalance. Ah well." Tina's actually very tempted to NOT swallow in her nervousness, but her reluctance is cut short by her nose being pinched, forcing her to ingest the pills if she wants to breathe. When they finally go down she gets rewarded with a semi-condescending "Good girl!" and a small smile. While Sammy rifles through some cupboards looking for the equipment she needs to continue, Tina just reels for a few minutes, but quickly finds out that those pills are rather fast acting and finds herself tiring quickly. Well, guess it's finally time to get on with what she came here for. She passes out soon after.(edited)
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June 25, 2017
Princess Kay Peach - Yesterday at 12:06 AM
It's not Tina's first time waking up from an extended sleep with a little bit of head pain and a lot of body soreness, but she's used to it being from fucking hard, not being sedated for thirteen hours. How strong were those god damn pills? All she can manage right away is a squint and a grimace, the light in the room being way brighter than it needs to be for the middle of the day. Which she only knows since one of the first things she can see is a clock. She feels like she's laying on that same medical table from before except, well, laying down now. Did she even go anywhere?
Her first real action is to attempt to rub some of the sleep out of her eyes, and then- huh? She swears she feels her arm move, but her hand never appears to rub her eyes. She blinks rapidly to try and achieve a similar effect while raising her head to take a look. It's blurry for just a second, but she quickly realizes as she moves her arm back and forth that her arm's not there. What she's moving is just the stump, more or less, which a few inches down from the shoulder becomes a metal fixture which looks like it clicks onto something and attaches. That puts her at attention real quick, even though she's still waking up just as slowly, kind of looking at each of her four limbs in sequence and confiming they've all been replaced with these fixtures. "Wh-w-... I-..."
They must be monitering her in some way, since she doesn't have much time to build into a panic before Sammy enters the room carrying a pretty large box that she's clearly having some difficulty hefting around. "Good afternoon, pet! Congratulations on starting your program today!~" She drops the box on the counter with no small amount of relief, stretching her back out. "I see the operation went well, looks like all the clips went on just fine, minimal irritation..." Tina shivers a little when Sam drags her fingers along the transition between her skin and the metal, which is nearly seamless all things considered. "... Except left leg is slightly swollen, should be nothing at all but I suppose I have to write it down." She pulls her clipboard out of the box and begins to scribble a few things in.
"Why... Why do my. Why don't I need my limbs? Why couldn't I keep them?" Tina stumbles over her words a bit. She doesn't sound scared per se, just exceptionally confused. "They wouldn't be in the way."
"Oh they for sure would! Limbs are for people, silly!" She lifts Tina's chin with two of her fingers and looks her in the eyes. She's not being mean right now, but she is dead serious. She no longer considers Tina a person. She gulps, letting the sincere smile of the person who is now looking down on her really sink in. "If you're going to be installed 24/7 they'd be useless anyways. Putting the clips on you allows you to be positioned more easily. Here, I can demonstrate."
She pulls some sort of metal half sphere out of the box with prongs that look like they slot onto the 'clips' on the flat end and a thick chain on the round side. The prongs click mechanically into the clip on Tina's left arm and leave it attached. Sammy then grabs the chain and tugs on it, lifting that side of her torso and making her yelp a little. "Oh right, you haven't had distress training yet. Try not to react when you're uncomfortable, it's not a very desirable behavior."The attachment is definitely snug in there. No getting it out on accident. "In lower end locations, the product is suspended from all four clips by chains like this. Yours will have you clip directly onto fixtures on the wall, but you'll be hung like this during several of the training phases and procedures."
Princess Kay Peach - Yesterday at 1:03 AM
Not bothering to remove the attachment, she actually retrieves three more and affixes them to all of Tina's limbs. The chains aren't very long right now so that she can't cause any harm by moving her stumps around, except maybe to herself. This is still a huge shock to her, but she gets it, at least on some level, and she's trying to keep a level head. "If I'm just property how come you're still explaining stuff to me, huh?" Sammy just quirks an eyebrow without looking away from the contents of the box.
"Because I like being nice. You're not supposed to speak either, but I don't sweat that sort of stuff since it doesn't matter." She seems uncertain about what to pull out next for a while until she finally pulls out something that looks sort of like a ball gag, except the 'ball' part of the gag is wide and flat on one end and long on the other, sort of like a dildo. "They do keep telling me I 'allow too much illusion of personality' though, so to play it safe I think we're going to start your next phase a day early. Open wide."
Tina doesn't quite understand what her handler means for a moment, furrowing her eyebrows, but when she opens her mouth Sammy pushes the rounded tip of the dildo gag into her mouth and her eyes widen. That whole thing can't go in her mouth! It's thick enough that her jaw is spreading as far as it will go and her teeth are still grazing the top and bottom of it. And if she had to wager, she'd say the thing is at least ten inches long too! Instincts compell her to try to push it out, but Sammy's got her palm against the flat side and is forcing it deeper, moving her tongue out of the way as it reaches the back of her mouth and unceremoniously pops into her throat, making her choke just a little. "See, that's what we're trying to get rid of here, that pesky gag reflex is really counter intuitive."
Shoving a little deeper in, the bulge of the thick tool begins to appear in Tina's neck, stretching her throat wide to accomodate it as it sinks deeper, pushed by Sammy until the bulging descends down farther than her neck behind her collar bone. Tina is vocally protesting, although really it's just grunts all things considered, choking a little every few moments. "Now quiet down, meat. We need to train your throat to be able to accept big cocks freely, and yours is clearly underperforming, so we'll be leaving this in you for at least a day." A whole day??? "You'll be spending all your nights with your throat full until your program is complete. In fact, we'll be keeping all of your holes stuffed whenever possible from now on. Does that sound good?" Tina's eyes are watering and her throat is already starting to get sore as it repeatedly and valiantly attempts to dissuade the plastic out of her throat. She starts to shake her head no, but then she nods sheepishly anyways. This is really turning her on, truth be told, and Sammy must be able to tell because she suddenly feels a hand on her vagina.(edited)
"I'm glad you're looking forward to it! Most don't quite accept it at first. Even if you did seem a tad reluctant." Tina gags again as the last bit of the toy is pushed into her mouth. The outward facing end is mostly flat but shaped in such a way that it can be secured between her teeth and her lips so as to fill her mouth without denying the view of her lips wrapped around the end of it. She shudders a little as it's affixed, the straps attached to it clasping behind her head, swallowing around it against her will. And then her back arches as her attendant rubs her fingers up and down Tina's pussy lips, completely helpless to urge her on or help her out.
June 26, 2017
Princess Kay Peach - Today at 5:44 AM
"I'm sorry to say I'm forbidden from bringing products to climax at this phase. Alas!" She throws her hands up in the air and returns to the box, grabbing what is obviously a harness for the groin, with two more even thicker dildos on the inside for the occupation of her holes and... a third, much smaller one? Oh no, Tina's eyes go wide and despite making her choke a little she shakes her head. "Mmm, that's what I figured. Full suites have three holes on either side, and for your lower half that means stretching out your urethra. Don't worry, we'll be starting small. We want stretching, not breaking." Wait, three holes on BOTH sides? Obviously she can't ask for clarification, and before long she's forgot about it as Sammy begins to put the belt on her.(edited)
The sizable toys in her ass and pussy aren't too much of a problem. They must have been lubed up while she wasn't looking, because while it takes some force, they go in with just a bit of discomfort, bigger than she's used to but not unreasonably sized. She squirms in place what little she can, but then she feels the not-so-gentle poking at her piss hole and freezes up a little both in fear and... well, not wanting to screw anything up. When the tip spreads her previously virginal urethra open she arches her back and makes some sort of noise around her throat plug. It stings a lot, and burns less, but it's not going anywhere. Sammy pays her no mind for obvious reasons, just making sure the toys all find their homes inside Tina safe and sound. Keeping pressure steady, eventually all ten inches, and 5 inches for the smaller one, are snug in her holes and the harness is strapped on tight so it won't slip off. When she's sure it's safe to Tina wiggles, trying to burn off the tension from experiencing an alien and mostly unpleasant form of penetration.
Satisfied with her own work, Sammy swipes her hands against each other before moving near the door and pushing a button, making four posts descend from the cieling with quiet whiring noises. Each one has a chain with hook attached, and Tina figures out pretty quickly what this means for her. Sammy, without bothering to speak a work, hooks Tina's new arm chains to all four and then adjusts a slider that lowers the table she was on, leaving her suspended from the cieling completely, even more helpless than before with no chance of wiggling in a way that would move her body somewhere. "Alright, that's it for my part of the job. Always satisfying to induct a new product!~" Before leaving she pats Tina's rear with enthusiasm, making a little slapping noise, and makes her way to the door. A thought hits her before she leaves though, and she turns back one last time.
Princess Kay Peach - Today at 6:04 AM
"This is probably the last time any of our employees will acknowledge that you have a consciousness, so let me just say that I really hope you enjoy your program~" And then she shuts off the lights and closes the door. With no windows the room becomes completely and totally lightless, impossible to see. Tina briefly wonders if this is supposed to be sensory depravation before she stops thinking about anything but her filled holes. Her eyes are still watering from the soreness in her throat, which is still making her occasionally gag, and the pain in her loins. Even her well versed ass isn't too happy with the record breaking filling it's getting. With no other stimuli and the toys not going anywhere, they become impossible to ignore.
Slowly she starts to think about them more and more, obsessing over desperately wanting to pull them out and swap them with smaller ones. After the first hour, she starts thinking about just wanting to take a break, bargaining with herself that she "could handle them in multiple sessions". Then, as more hours pass she just desperately wishes she could stimulate herself, it wouldn't be so bad that she's full of toys if she could reach her clit and actually get off. Even later into the night she starts struggling, trying incredibly hard to make them move just a /little/ bit! If they were only moving she could enjoy this, but they're just stuck there, stationary, not fucking her! Finally, when she's tuckered herself out doing that, she concedes that she wishes somebody would come in and move them for her, or even better just fuck her. That's not even a new thing for tonight, she's never been anything less than promiscuous. Why else would she be here?
Eventually she drifts off thinking about how if they really wanted to condition her they'd just be fucking her non stop, finally managing to sleep rather uncomfortably. She has normal dreams.