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- [15:59] Aislinne reappears a few moments later in a strange room, perfectly cubical and completely black and glossy. Unexplainable light glows around the place, long shadows quickly casted by the blob with a certain catgirl inside. It shudders, jerks, then pulls away, leaving you utterly bare and completely nude. The technomistress herself reforms in front of you, standing tall with one hand on her hip and the other hanging limply. She stares down at you, softly smiling, eyes glowing their usual cold light. A swarm of six tentacles hovers around behind her, completely still and silently threatening.
- "It's time. Are you ready?"
- [16:07] Ritsu Kura tugs and worms around in the hold of the blob. It was all unusual to the cat whom had still been in that very focused mood. Soon enough thought she was thrusted out, her shivering a bit as the tight rubber completely left her, utterly bare..With no tentacle. She turns around and scans the bare room, twitching her ears a bit until eventually she faces back forward, just to see you standing tall and watching her. Scooting back a little she stared up at the technomistress...her hair standing a bit on edge before she gives you the faintest of nods. "...Yes, I'm ready." With a short gulp, she pulls herself up and stands at attention, with a look of determination on her face.
- [16:14] Aislinne stays in front of you for a few long moments, her gaze crawling up and down your naked body. Her delight is palpable, tongue occasionally flitting out to slowly trace around her own lips before slipping back inside. The hand at her hip falls...and then she darts forward, a blur of glossy blackness. She's very suddenly behind you, surely breaking every inch of personal space possible. Her body presses up against yours from behind, heavy breasts mashing into your shoulder blades while her stomach rubs against your back and her crotch bumps against your ass. Hands come around, one cupping a breast and giving it an experimental squeeze while the other lays itself flat against your stomach with fingers aimed toward your crotch. The lower one slowly, slowly begins to slide downward, while a pair of tentacles wraps around your ankles. The rubbery woman nuzzles in close, leaning down just enough to press her cheek to yours.
- "Are you sure? It'll be scary. Tight. Invasive. A period of emptiness, nothingness...and then, if you're strong enough, you'll emerge far better than before."
- [16:23] Ritsu Kura bit down on her lip, subtly. The emptiness of the room alone was enough to keep her on edge, with your tall threatening pose, she was even more inclined to cower. However, the girl was in much need of an edge, and more importantly, it was these sort of feelings she was experiencing that made her want to be around you. How unique you were, and how you often presented yourself, it was truly something she couldn't shy away from. However, as soon as she spotted that hand moving forward, she'd let out a soft mewl, the blur of darkness before her clearing up in but one swift moment before she felt the tall body of a perfect woman press against her. Cool to the touch, gripping as rubber would be, and squeezing against every inch of her back. A coldness began to spur inside of her, the kitten getting goosebumps and shivering a bit, but despite you only getting closer, she stood still. Even with the grope, she'd only tense up and let a soft pleasurable coo out, then with that hand slinking down to her crotch..Nnngh...She'd keep track of it in her mind, not daring looking down before her ankles were captured and she was given that particularly warming nuzzle into her cheek. She gave another, much more firm nod. "I am definitely sure..! I want to go through with this..!"
- [16:30] Aislinne angles her head just enough to plant a kiss on your cheek, and then it begins. Her cheek finds yours once more right before glossy darkness starts its inexorable crawl up your body. It flows from the tentacles wrapped around your ankles, gooping down to quickly coat your feet in the all too familiar, impossibly skintight coating. It looks as if your feet are painted the darkest, purest, shiniest black imaginable, but the reality is far more depraved. The march continues past your ankles, gliding up your legs and reaching your knees. With its dominion growing, the suit begins to act. It kneads your legs, ghostly hands appearing to squeeze and massage pressure all up and down those lovely, glossy lengths. In the meantime, her lower hand finally finds your crotch, crawling lower to cup it instead of immediately tease. She squeezes tight, her palm pressing to your slit, while a firm grope above signifies her lewd intents. Slowly, almost mechanically, the technomistress starts to grind against you, her body moving like a machine's idea of organic hypersexuality. Her groan is low, rumbling, tapering off into a muffled chuckled when she sucks in her lower lip to nibble upon it. Eyes look as far to the side as they can, lidding just a bit further once the latex below crawls close to your thighs.
- "That's my girl. No fear. You won't succumb to the emptiness, will you? If you do, though, I promise I'll keep you forever~."
- [16:40] Ritsu Kura gently presses against the kiss before resuming her position, only for you to plant your cheek right back where it was, her immediately noticing the sudden crawling of your rubber against her. The pace of it was clearly predefined, one made to give her time to feel every little push of rubber along her body. Her feet was quickly coated in what could only be described as utter tightness. A grip on her like no other, every attempt to stretch or flex her foot resulting in just a firmer squeeze of the delicious smooth texture of rubber. But that wasn't it,of course not, it was beginning. It was creeping up her legs now, encasing them in the same tight embrace, of which one standing still, such as herself, would assume was making a statue out of her. Not that she was keen on testing it out, she stood firm and still, knowing it would be the only way to move through the process, if she could keep her composure. Each grope down along her legs would force little quivers from the girl, her muscles reacting on their own as she puts her mind somewhere else, a hard feat. One that however would become impossible as soon as your hand reached her slit, she clenched her jaw and prepared for the worst, letting a soft hiss of a sigh out with that hard hold over her crotch, her ears splay back before very quickly her breasts were taken care of with some gropes now too, and then the squeaking rubber of the being behind her creaked and grinded against her tush. The girl was undeniably hot now, but she still stood. Listening to your words whilst that latex soon encases her thighs, nodding softly with a growth of confidence.
- [16:51] Aislinne does her best to force some sort of stronger reaction out of you. Once your thighs are coated, the hands start appearing there as well. Massaging, groping, even a slight buzzing starting up like a vibrator on low. Two fingers, middle and ring, find themselves positioned at the very bottom of your cunt, pressing inward ever so slightly but otherwise not moving. Her other hand centers index and thumb upon your left nipple, holding steady. With tongue flitting out, she traces a line down your cheek, following your jawline before finding your neck and nuzzling her face into the side of it. Her essence then starts its work on your crotch and ass, engulfing your pussy but leaving you looking like some sort of sexless mannequin. It goops over your ass, leaving two perfect, wonderful, excessively shiny orbs in its wake, then slides its way up to begin work upon your hips. A few moments pass while the latex hovers, not quite at your stomach or back...
- And then it happens all at once. Aislinne bites down, hard, tongue going wild over sensitive neck flesh while she harshly pinches and tugs your nipple forward. Her absurdly tight coating finally does what it does best, flowing inside your ass and pussy at the same time to thoroughly encase, outline, and display them in all their lewd glory. Her two fingers below press firmly, sliding up the length of your slit before finding your perfectly rubberized clit and trapping it between them. The little madly sensitive nub is soon buzzed by the suit, a vibrator turned to 11, and the first hints of her mental remolding begins. A soft white noise starts up in your mind, ever present, almost irritating, and when the glossy woman speaks...it's inside your head, like your inner voice is speaking directly to you. But it's Aislinne, despite her biting down hard on your neck.
- "It begins in earnest. Slowly but surely, deeper and deeper, and we'll see if you sink or swim, little Ritsu. ...But it may very well end up becoming RK-001. What a shame that would be..."
- [17:06] Ritsu Kura continues to hold her ever strong stance as your fingers creep about into their places...4 over her slit, two at her nipple which was now quite hardened. She peered around the room a bit, her lower lip being sucked in a tad more just so she could chew on it tighter. It was getting a bit tense now, she didn't quite know how much she was going to be subject to, and that, admittedly, did scare the girl a bit. But none the less she still felt as if she had that chance to reach out and reap her reward..! Through of which would be surviving this process. Whatever it may entail. With the rubber now crawling up and engulfing her hips and everything that goes with it. She couldn't help but let a soft sweet coo out, it was quite a humiliating pleasure to be massaged constantly at her rear by the 'clothes' she's wearing. She leaned in just a little to rub her cheek against your tilted head, only to cop your full force of pleasure.
- It was indeed all at once. In a single instant she found her holes invaded and stretched with rubber, driving a loud pained groan form her, nipple pinched and tugged out, bringing the girl forward a bit. And with those glossy teeth digging into her neck, she couldn't help but cringe a bit in this mix of toying pain and overwhelming pleasure...Her clit already squeezed by the essence that engulfed it, now being pinched between two fingers, she was starting to breathe much quicker now, especially as her clit was also being vibrated..! Oh what a pleasurable horror, her knees buckle and she lowers herself a couple of inches, ears twitching as now that noise kicks in..W-What? She takes a few heavy breaths and slowly brings herself to stand again, legs shaking as she's barely able to fend off the mixture of sensations that are being driven across her body. With your words spoken inside her, her eyes twitch. The kitten idly wriggling and tugging herself around, trying desperately to keep still while you taunted her with what might be her fate.
- [17:19] Aislinne tapers off from her sudden ambush, but the sensations stay strong. The hand busily pinching your nipple goes back to kneading the breast, her other hand mercifully releasing your clit to instead slide a few fingers inside to slowly, firmly pump inside. Her fingers grow just a little longer to better fill your utterly rubberized hole, the puckered rosebud behind it tortured with a thick plug forming inside to stuff it full. Once the rubber glides up to encompass your tail, the hands practically worship the now glossy pseudo-tentacle, one in particular tracing fingers around the base of it while another pair busy themselves with hungry cheek-groping amid hungrier grinding forward. The latex lady finally lets go of your neck, kissing the thoroughly bruised spot before sliding back up to nuzzle cheeks. She giggles softly, almost childlike, then her eyelids flutter to restart the encasing process. Up your stomach, your back, flat and perfect and just as shiny as the rest of you below. It tickles at the undersides of your breasts, the wave at your back just behind, then surges forth to take both. They're left as lovely globes of rubber with very obvious nipples defining them as the lovely, incredibly gropeable breasts that they were. The essence encroaches upon your collarbone, displaying it, building at your shoulders and hovering at the bottom of your neck. Every time more of you is perfected, the suit's mimicked hands and tongues cover more surface area. Tongues flicking at nipples, hands helping her knead your tits, soft fingers tracing your obscenely glossy curves.
- The buzzing grows louder in your mind, beyond annoying and now very much distracting. The voice in your mind starts to echo, growing louder and more numerous as if a chorus of Aislinnes were all speaking to you. She's interfacing with your brain, reconfiguring, reprogramming to allow you to properly use your soon-to-be usable abilities. It's invasive as anything could ever be, and the technomistress doesn't sugarcoat it for you in the least. The droning white noise makes it harder to recall things, to remember, to...think.
- "You're feeling it now, aren't you? Soon it will become too much, and my little kitty cat will fall into the deep, droning hole. But I'll be there. A strong hand in the darkness. Hold tight, and you'll pull free. I promise."
- [17:48] Ritsu Kura gave a single whine as your hands change position, but of course. What else could she expect other than for those sensations to continue? She wasn't dealing with a normal human, oh no~ So now she was being pumped while her clit was sexually tortured. And her breast being kneaded while her nipple was constantly tugged at by hands that seemed to be missing. She used your body, only lightly, as support to keep her up, she could not hold herself on her own, her knees were ready to give at any moment, especially when, in moments, her coated tailhole was stretched further with a nice plug nestled in deep. She squeezed on the stiff rubber, biting down further on her lip, no. She switched to her tongue, paining her further to distract herself from the coating of her poor sensitive tail. The pleasures the girl was subject to alone would be her undoing, her tail now being stroked, rubbed..Teased...Oh god..She could barely handle it. Part of her wanted to groan out in pain, another to moan a midst her pleasure filled desires, and the last to go limp and purr wildly. The mix left her confused, constantly tugging herself from each one while that rubber continues to encase the kitten's body. Soon enough encasing her breasts in a delicious layer of shiny black. She took a moment aware from the pleasure...As best as she could..To just imagine herself now mostly trapped in the rubber, from the collarbone down save for her neck..Perfect curves over her ass and breasts, two shining holes down below, two perked up nipples, looking as if they're engorged in the rubber.
- She shivered. What a beautiful sexy sight she must be. But soon enough she nuzzled back against you and returned to feel a wave of pleasure erupting across her body. She climaxed. Her juices rolling down onto her thighs as tongues, hands, and hundreds of fingers danced and flicked over her body. All the while, that buzzing..It grows stronger...It's really hard to think now. The girl was being subject to the reprogramming of her mind, and everything was becoming confusing..Hard..While listening she tried to follow some simple thoughts, ones she could hold onto as with her mind becoming more and more blank, even something as basic as her and your names was becoming hard..And it was the one thing she chose to cling onto during the process, reciting over and over in her mind against the buzzing. "I am...Ritsu...You are Aislinne...I...am.....R..Ritsu..You are....Ais...linne....I am Ritsu..."
- [18:00] Aislinne finally lets her tentacles around your ankles slip free, her hold on you with her hands relenting. She releases your breast, fingers pulling free and shortening to their usual size while a third tentacle wraps around your middle to keep you steady. The rubber finally gushes down your arms, encasing them just as impossibly skintightly as the rest of you with each digit given its own individual coating. It slides up your neck, tickling at your chin while the rubbermistress herself slowly, lazily slides herself to your front. Once more standing before you, she presses in close again. Her breasts mash into yours, her larger ones very much dominating the docking while the rest of her molds itself to you without doing so literally. So close, so very close, and her hands come up. her head angles downward just enough to press forehead to forehead, cupping your cheeks with both hands while her gaze all but engulfs your vision. The tentacle around your middle holds you steady enough while the latex finishes with the last of you. Up, over your mouth, smoothing it over into a glossy nothingness. Over the back of your head, matting hair down while it slides over your nose to leave it the smallest of bumps. It goops over around the top of your head, smoothing the rest of it down into a shiny dome but keeping your ears perked up. Soon, all that's left is your eyes, and she relishes the effects of her work on those rapidly dimming irises.
- Though she uses her real voice, it still blares inside your mind, an infinite void of Aislinnes all calling out to you to slip in, to fall, to let it worm all the way inside and complete your transformation. "Just like going to sleep, kitten. Drift away. Let it happen. And once you wake up..you'll be born anew." Her nanite essence even starts to work its way down your throat, inside your body, ensuring your perfection and the way to go about spreading it. Nearly finished, and she watches with rapt attention as the last of you is engulfed. Eyes, wiped out, replaced with a featureless, glossy emptiness, and the programming takes full hold.
- "Don't you dare give up on me." Her grip on your deep, dark cheeks tightens.
- [18:18] Ritsu Kura feels the loosening grips, the tentacles leaving her ankles, she begins to whimper a little, leaning back against you further, relying on you more to keep her up as your hold fades away, at least until the third tentacle firmly keeps her up, the girl now being able to return to her focus. Those names. With a second orgasm, her arms would begin to be encased, finishing her from the neck down in shining perfection. The body of the catgirl clad in delicious glossiness that none would be able to resist. Assuming of course they were in the room with her. Luckily she was only stuck with a rubber technomistress. While the rubber forms up at her head she stares back up at you, bumping her nose ever so gently to yours as she stares into those cold eyes. Of which her hot red eyes heavily contrasted, your eyes kept an alluring gaze on her that she couldn't break from, even if she could tug away from your hands, she wouldn't...It took only a short amount of time for her to reach around and cling onto the technomistress, holding onto you as tight as her massaged and mostly relaxed arms would let her, the closeness of you to her really helped. A lot. She could feel her mind melting away, yet at the same time a warmth inside her, burning with the same determination she begun with, keeping her up. Soon though, the girls head was entirely encased. Featureless save for a small nub under a pair of dimly lit red eyes, the fire in them withering away as she experiences her third climax.
- With your words spoken in once more, she grew intensely confused at the insane 'surround sound' of Aislinnes supposedly around her. She shuddered heavily, a small part of her wished for escape, but those words..She needed to obey them. She needed to complete the transformation. There was little to achieve in being scared, there was no escape. Instead she should embrace it. And soon become anew. The girl drove her fingers into your back and gave a final squeeze, before....Nothing. Nothing in the great abyss of her mind, save for that tiny little voice, hidden in the darkness, still quietly preaching those names, clinging onto the one thing her mind was able to hold. The girl having no control whatsoever of her body now, laying limply in the hold of you and the tentacle, while the embrace of the reprogramming finishes what it started.
- [18:32] Aislinne senses the last bit of your conscious thoughts blink out of existence, her work locking down your very self and leaving what appears to be the usual mindless, emptily obedient drone. But she knows better. Her eyes close entirely, lids fluttering shut while she focuses intensely upon putting on the finishing touches. Her nanite invasion merges with your body, remodeling, working on a lesser version of her superior though oh so similar nanite replication. Deep in your mind, changing it irreversibly, better, faster, stronger. An organic machine. Not quite a cyborg, but possibly something more. A new nanite-infused hybrid, unique and just as terrifying as its maker. Her hands splay fingers out, digging madly into your cheeks and face, and she finally leans in close to angle her head to the side and kiss the smoothness where your mouth once was. In that moment, light. She finds your slumbering psyche and tugs it free like a thick, glossy rope pulling you from the droning mire. The rubber marches down from the crown of your head, your features looking none the worse for wear. Beautiful hair, ears, cute nose, lips now very much pressed upon by a plumper, darker pair...
- And eyes. One red, one the brightest, most brilliant shade of blue. She feels you flood back into the waking world, holding the gentle but forceful kiss a few seconds longer before pulling away. Her own eyes glow softly, alight with pride, a beatific smile gracing her features. The grip on your cheeks pulls away, her arms instead looping around your back to pull you into the tightest hug possible.
- ...This also means she practically headbutts you, forehead to forehead, but she hardly cares at this point. She only has eyes for you, her precious little protégé. "Welcome back, Ritsu. How do you feel?"
- [18:44] Ritsu Kura barely stands as she's set into a mostly limp form. Mindless, empty. A drone, of course. What else would someone think from the outwardly appearance and the current behaviour? Why she even climaxed again. To the naked eye there was nothing left of her. Purely a drone meant for whatever the one who leashed her wanted. However, she existed still. Deep within her she truly was in a slumber, dreaming of sweet little things, exploring a world filled with all but the bad. All the while your words continued to echo through, don't give up...Don't give up...She wouldn't. The girl, in her dream, missing all of her memory had no idea why these words meant so much to her, but none the less she felt a huge compulsion to hold onto them and stick to them. Which eventually. When the new 'hybrid' of nanite and catgirl was finished. She'd burst back into life. Your rubber peeling off her as if she was shedding old skin, to reveal the perfect gloss of herself below.
- With the tug of your kiss her dream began to stretch out. Everything she saw before her zoomed out into non existence. Until, very rapidly, all of her memories, every image inside her head, her personality, music, sounds, smells, rushed in, filling her eyes, wailing into her ears, stirring up her tastebuds and bringing a trembling across her skin. An overwhelming amount of sensations bursting through her mind as she returns again. They stop. And she blinks, first the red eye...Feeling natural to her. Then the blue..It too felt natural, but it also felt new. As if she hadn't ever closed that eye before. It was a strange feeling, but she embraced it, blinking a few more times, before realising you were pressed so close to her, so dear to the kitten. She gazed into your eyes and her arms, after a short stretch, wrapped back around you and tightened quite heavily. "I feel...Great. I feel better, much better than before, It's strange, I'm not sure how to describe it...But I feel good." She smiles and gives a playful wink, of her red-right eye.
- [18:55] Aislinne softens her grip just a little, the firm press of forehead to forehead relenting to something more comfortable. She can't seem to wipe her smile away, her softly glowing eyes sucked so deeply into your own changed ones. While her hug had become less forceful, the tentacle freeing itself from around your middle allowed her to press in closer. Body to body, legs entwined, and the utter closeness made the glossy woman shudder. "Good's probably the best way you can. Suddenly becoming a countless number of you's does that. But you did well. And now you can do...whatever I can. The world's your gimped up oyster now, and all the sluts in it your prey." The previously warm smile became something more predatory and sly. Her eyes lidded once more, slipping into her usual role as the all-consuming force of nature.
- "How about we go reintroduce you?" With a wink of her own, she grips tight to you once more. Both bodies sink to the floor as if caught in the fastest quicksand imaginable, crowns of heads disappearing without a ripple as the strange room is left empty once more.
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