Rubber Invasion: Chapter 1

It had been days since the last time any of Robotnik's minions had been spotted anywhere near knothole and Sally had not organized any new plans for the freedom fighters, so things were rather quiet and peacefull, boring even.
Amy decided then to go take a walk in the forest for the afternoon, appreciate some of the few areas of nature Robotnik had not ruined yet. She roamed around the forest, just lost in her toughts without a worry in the world, the idea of being attacked didnt even cross her mind...until it happened.
Three robots, the likes of which she had never seen before, jumped out of the woodwork and dashed at her. They were shaped like floating disks with  red glowing eyes and mechanical claws.
The girl jumped up, summoned her pico hammer and smashed one of the bots in one swift swing. She must have been rusty from all the downtime though, cause the other two bots managed to grab her and pin her down against the grassy ground. They quickly noticed she was pretty strong though and couldnt hold her down for long, so one of them pointed its mechanical claw at her face and a small tube poped out of it and sprayed a thick green gas on her. 
Foolishly, she drew breath to shout at them, and was out cold before any sound left her throat.

An hour or so later...

The female hedgehog opened her eyes slowly to a dimly lit room, she found herself strapped down on a hospital bed, nothing but darkness surrounding her, darkness and an oddly cold feeling...oh shit she was naked. The realization hit her like a ton of really creepy bricks, she had probably been kidnapped by some evil pervert.
Was Robotnik a pervert secretly? That would be the worst possible way to find out. Then again if it were robotnik she'd already be robotized.
Her musings were interrupted by a soft robotic drone that went: “Subject awake, waiting permission to begin convertion.”
“Permission granted” Another voice came from the dark, much less mechanical, kinda suave even and with an odd accent. It was definitely not robotnik or any of his minions that Amy knew at least.
Something roared to life in the darkness above the girl and a thick metal tube, resembling the end of an x-ray machine, descended upon her, stopping inches from her face. Despite the resemblance, it did not shoot any sort of radiation at her, rather, it splashed her face with a glob of dark rubbery goo.
The goo crawled over her skin quickly, spreading itself, covering every inch and every credice of her face and head and then going down her neck. It strangely didnt seem to get much thiner as it spread.
The goo formed a  skintight suit around her torso and sealed her limbs in aswell, forming an airlocked, supertight, form-fitting envelope that seemed to only get tighter every second, pressing down on her skin, rubbing against it.
When the girl felt as if she was going to suffocate, the goo poured into her mouth and nostrils, aswell as her ears and her pussy, filling her from every hole. It didnt hurt, strangely, all she felt was pleasure as the rubber penetrated her every orifice, massaging her flesh and sticking to it.
The feeling of suffocation vanished and Amy realized she was literally breathing in the rubber, impossible as it seemed. It even felt better then actual air, each breath filling her with a jolt of orgasmic joy that spread through all of her body.
As the suit bonded with her more and more, the girl's body became stiff, she felt as if her arms and legs were locked inside blocks of stone, even though the suit had basicaly no weight.
The sensations of pleasure continued flooding her mind, and the sensory isolation only added to them. She couldnt see, hear or feel anything but the suit's gentle, arousing touch. She lost all sense of time and space and for a second almost forgot who she was, lost in the joy of being one with the latex.
She awoke from her trance-like state though when she heard an order.
"Stand up." Said the voice from before, the non-robotic one.
And she did, or rather, the suit did, moving her limbs against her will and getting off the bed then standing at attention beside it.
The girl was far from completely submitting yet, she was aware of herself and ashamed she had lost herself in the pleasure before. She quietly swore she wouldnt let it get to her again.
"Is the bonding process complete yet?" That same voice asked. It seemed like it was the only thing the suit allowed her to hear from outside.
Amy felt her mouth move and her voice came out against her will.
"Negative, subject still resists."
"Then initiate pleasure conditioning until she submits completely."
"Afirmative."
Amy's left hand then moved down to her pussy, her fingers penetrating the latex and pleasuring her labia with slow and  firm movements. Meanwhile her other hand grabbed her breasts and began playfully fondling then and pinching her nipples.
It was suprising how incredibly sensitive she was under all that rubber, the latex seemed to increase all tactile sensations tenfold. And the poor girl had no way to ignore it, as all other senses were completely blacked out.
Soon all she felt was pleasure and all she could think about became pleasure aswell. Her hand moved quicker and deeper into her vagina, plunging one, then two, then three fingers in before finaly shoving her whole fist inside. She didnt even realize that was possible before, maybe the suit was increasing her elasticity? Either way she didnt care, it felt amazing and it kept going.
It built up to the point she couldnt help it anymore. She orgasmed, her female juices pouring out and being absorbed by the suit, a muffled moan almost escaping her sealed mouth.
Somehow that did nothing to quench her arousal, in fact, she only felt hornier and was forced to continue masturbating, more and more.
She came again, the sensation twice as strong this time, almost knocking her unconcious, but her body didnt stop, it was squeezing her boobs and shoving her latex fist all the way inside her latex pussy. In a brief second of clarity Amy realized how helpless she was, she had no control of her body, her muscles wouldnt respond to her and her senses were completely at the mercy of that weird and perverted suit. She was probably masturbating in front of someone right now and there was nothing she could do.
Then she came again and that terrifying feeling melted in a wave of pleasure. Her brain began to associate this helpless submission with pleasure, slowly but surely conditioning her to like it.
After coming a fourth time her hand pulled out of her pussy and  the fist warped itself, turning into a long, penis-shaped member which she was forced to shove right back inside.
That was the most overwhelming pleasure she had ever felt, which was, considering the last few hours of her life, quite a statement. Something about the shape, the idea of it being even somewhat like a cock made all the feelings a billion times more intense. The girl came almost instantly, but of course didnt stop, only went faster and faster, making herself cum every minute or so.
The orgasm fest ended some time later, and Amy was sure that she would have fainted or even died from exhaustion if the suit wasnt somehow supporting her. Her mind was broken by now, pleasure was the only thing left, all else lost meaning in a puddle of hedonistic desire.
She pulled her cock-arm out of herself and it transformed back into a normal hand, then she stood at attention and said:
"Subject's will is completely broken. Assimilation complete. The subject...I am ready for your orders, Master." She said.

To be continued...