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It's not because after I cut the original ending half off and rewrote it to work better it just kinda... grew.\n\nAs such it ended up to the point where this would be a better 2 part story for the sake of flow.\n\nAlso, in case you could not tell, This one here is a gift/semi request for [iconname]Danaume[/iconname]\n\nBut then I think that one will be a bit obvious.\n\nQuestions, comments and criticism as always adored.", "description_bbcode_parsed": "As the name suggests this is taking place apart from the normal story series... and was SUPPOSED to be a one off. It's not because after I cut the original ending half off and rewrote it to work better it just kinda... grew.

As such it ended up to the point where this would be a better 2 part story for the sake of flow.

Also, in case you could not tell, This one here is a gift/semi request for \r\n\t\t\t\t\t\r\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\r\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\r\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\r\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\r\n\t\t\t\t\t\t
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But then I think that one will be a bit obvious.

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Station temperature variance set to seventeen degrees C. Current hab block structure secure. You currently have three messages waiting.”\n\n\tIlka yawned again and grumbled once more. The young wolfess slowly pulled herself up in the nice silky satin sheets and ran a paw though her thick, luxurious mane of jet black hair, a bright coppery streak permanently set into it. Part of last years birthday gene-tweak.\n\n\tShe waited a moment for her vision to clear and then slowly slipped her paw on top of the small metal box as it spoke. Instantly the voice calmed and the metal began to tremble and shake. Quickly the simple metal box began to fragment itself. Small boxy fragments of some flying up into the air and hovering in their own magnetic field, as others shifted and reshaped. A thick fingerless leather glove starting to crawl its way over her paw as the metal rearranged and reshaped itself up her wrist. Forming a smooth long tube that covered up the length of Ilkas forearm.\n\n\tIlka looked the device over a bit and smirked. Stepping foot onto the warm plush carpet. Before her was a wall of thick well cut mahogany planks, broken up by the pair of large automatic doorways sat into it. To one side a normally blank metal wall slowly opened it’s long room length shudder. The view beyond was a stunning mix of brilliant starlight cut across the stunning outline of the Corporate City.\n\n\tSlowly the young girl strode up to that window. Taking in the kingdom below her. A massive spinning set of wheels hovering over a large disc. Spires and skyscrapers sticking out before her rotating slowly against each other in lazy circles. And her, up near the top. A princess, destined to hold it all in her hand.\n\n\t“Kenna.” Ilka murred “Begin playback. Sort by order of importance.”\n\n\tThe gauntlet on her wrist blinked a few moments. The long strips of light that seemed to emanate from the smooth silver surface pulsing and shifting though the middle spectrum. Yellow though green to blue and back again.\n\n\t“First priority message from Lady Thanedotter. Urgency; Low”\n\n\tIlka smirked and shook her head. No matter how low the priority was the computer always brought up her messages first. Hell it had taken weeks of custom coding just to ensure her Kenna interface didn’t play the damn things outright.\n\n\t“Mother can wait” she sighed softly “I can almost promise you it’s about my next project. What else do you have for me?”\n\n\t“Stock reports for the monthly overview are prepared. You now own the majority shares in Sylvonic Steel enterprises and Global Mirage gaming. Preparations to integrate these assets into the Yggdrasil umbrella have already been put into place and await your final authorization.”\n\n\tIlka paused for just a moment and let the grin on her muzzle grow. She looked into the window. That thick layer of hardened and synthesized carbon sheet with only the faintest tinge of blue from the powerful plasma shield that helped surround and protect her apartment from the dangers of space. “Make the standard buyout offer plus three percent per share. If they do not agree I will implement reorganization” She licked her lips slowly “I don’t want these assets in mothers paw. Not right now.”\n\n\tOnce again the computer took whole minutes to process the request. It should not. Both companies had access to quantum entanglement relays. Neither one was big enough that an all-out buyout was that complicated. But then, the AI shell, the custom version of Kenna had so many typical failsafes to bypass and warning flags to dodge if it was to fulfill it’s task without alerting any of Ilkas enemies. Especially mother.\n\n\tWhile the computer struggled with its task Ilka waved her hand at the ceiling. A mosaic of intricate stone-looking tiles quickly dissipated as small cubes of metal flowed down from the ceiling and reformed themselves. The little wolf didn’t bother waiting as the material quickly formed under her. Coming to rest in a near spherical chair with plush, quilted metallic silver cushions lining its inside. \n\n\t“Allright Kenna. When you are done with that feel free to give me the third message. Also, send for my meal while you are at it.” She didn’t specify which meal order. She didn’t have to. Doing so was a waste, especially with something that would never change.\n\n\tNo sooner had she issued the command than the window before her dimmed. A large blinking red light hovering before her. She waved her paw once more and it brushed though the field of red light. The reply call was sent, and within a minute the window brightened up once more to show the larger than life face of a strong bear in his late twenties. Dressed in a rather sharp off-white work shirt and blue vest. The man adjusted his glasses a moment before pulling them aside. Bright blue eyes twinkling.\n\n\t“Ahh I see you are finally up.” The man chuckled. \n\n\t“How long have you been waiting for a call?” Ilka asked.\n\n\t“Oh, about four hours. I was up late in the lab making some preparations. You know how it is.” The bear smiled and popped his neck softly. A small mouse boy in a thick leather collar and nice button up dress shirt soon came by. The brown-furred little thing setting a very large mug of synthed Coffee by his Masters paw.\n\n\t“You know if you would just automate a bit more I have the feeling you might be able to enjoy yourself a touch more, Sean.” Ilka smirked to herself and leaned back. Letting her soft, slender nude form stretch out into the cushy confines of the freshly made chair.\n\n\t“That is Mister Fergus, if you please.” The bear chuckled “And you are right. Save for the hour I’d spend untangling the intelligent code and fixing all of the mistakes made by the lab AI. Nope, sorry but there is something to be said about reveling in your perfectionism, dear.”\n\n\tIlka rolled her eyes at that and began to brush her hair back. She took a moment to run a finger over the soft, smooth domed metal of her data jack. She prodded the point where metal met flesh and let out a happy little giggle. \n\n\tShe leaned back once more and watched patiently as her meal finally came. The servant, blank faced iguana girl, slowly walked up with a tray. Her head and indeed most of her body was covered in a thick, solid rubber material. Every feature or mark of identity dulled away by the thick coating which also likely robbed her of touch. The distinction of species and gender only apparent due to her body shape. Her identity, what there was of it, residing in the bar code stamped across her forehead.\n\n\tIlka focused for a split second and instantly a wave of near orgasmic pleasure went though the faceless, nameless girl. Her body did not move, yet the network relayed in great detail how the poor trapped mind reacted to this stimuli. The wolf girl watched her servant stand there for a long moment before waving her left arm again. More tiles falling from the ceiling and stopping just at chest level at the immediate outside of the seat. The drone sat the tray down and then turned to walk away. A faceless and forgettable presence that caused Ilka to moan softly and squirm ever so slightly.\n\n\t“Well, that was a thing.” Sean chuckled.\n\n\t“Oh come on. Like this hasn’t been my daily routine forever.” Ilka narrowed her eyes and stared a few blunted daggers at the screen. The wolfess took a moment to eye him with carefully measured and yet painfully over-exaggerated hate, even as she took the most menacing bite of her everything bagel she possibly could.\n\n\t“Fine, Mister Fergus. Well my choice of early morning routine aside is there anything else you hoped to address with me?” Ilka muttered. Cream cheese and jam smeared on her muzzle.\n\n\t“Actually there is. I set something up to be sent to you. That’s why I called. I wanted to give you a heads up before hand.”\n\n\tIlka nodded a bit and took another bite of her meal. “Another gift? I presume Mother sent it over recently then?”\n\n\tSean nodded “Yeah. You know her. Always trying to buy love and affection.”\n\n\t“Well come on now.” Ilka chuckled “I mean it’s not that bad. Sure all things considered she is giving you a raw deal, but it’s not like you don’t have it good. ‘Director’ Sean.”\n\n\tThe grizzly smiled… but it was not a very warm one. He simply shrugged and took a rather large sip of his coffee before putting his glasses back on. “Either way I am guessing the offering will be far more useful to you than it was to me. Not really something I have any use for at this stage of development. Plus if you don’t have a use you can always just test one of your little machines out.” \n\n\t“It wouldn’t be the first time. I don’t think you realize how often you re-gift. Mother might be offended if she ever noticed.”\n\n\tSean shrugged “That’s a pretty big if, kiddo.”\n\n\t“Still an if.” the wolf girl shrugged a bit “Not that it matters. You know what you’re doing. Worst she could possibly do is hold a grudge. Somehow I don’t think she’d be vindictive enough to interfere with your work or knock you out of your position.”\n\n\tSean rolled his eyes and just smirked slightly. “I should be so lucky” he sighed “Look, just do me a favor and try to actually talk to the new little toy before just coring it out and droning it. Ok? For me. Consider it a chance to expand your horizons a bit.”\n\n\t“You nag a lot, Director Fergus” she chuckled\n\n\t“That is my job, small fry. I assume I’ll see you at her manor for the solstice?” \n\n\tIlka nodded and adjusted herself in her seat. The last of her breakfast gone and the featureless rubber-covered doll taking the plate without a moments hesitation. “Likely yes. Not committing to anything, but I haven’t missed one yet have I? If you can keep up with it in all your work I’m pretty sure I can manage one holiday in mine.” \n\n\tThe grizzly nodded and reached over as he patted the mouse boy beside him on the head. “Allright then. I suppose I shall see you then, Lady Thanedotter” he chuckled “Have fun with your gift. I hope to see what you do with it then.”\n\n\tThe screen blinked out and the wolfess sighed. In a moment she was on her feet and the chair that had held her began slowly moving it’s way back up to the ceiling tiles above her. A small gesture with her left hand stopped a bit of this material part way and instead it began to drift and swirl around her. Ilka paid little heed. The small motes of matter shifted and twisted in shape. Forming first into threads, then strands, then slowly building themselves into a simple garment that wrapped its way around her body. The diaphanous silvery wrap that formed hugged every near-absent curve and contour of her figure almost perfectly all the way to the middle, where a belt formed to keep it tight around her midsection and the loose material fluttered into a very uneven hemline. One that stopped mere inches down her left thigh yet swooped sharply to sink just lower than her right knee.\n\n\tIt wasn’t a long trip. Considering her location on the station spire Ilka had several floors to her apartment and all were built around the central lift. She walked out of her room and down a simple spiral stairway, into the loading bay for the lift. Two of the rubber drones that generally frequented her quarters flanked a large, hermetically sealed metal box. The object utterly seamless without any apparent means to open it.\n\n\tNaturally a simple hand-wave was once again all it took to rectify this. The metal splitting open at a previously non-existent seam in the center and the sides pulling themselves apart in spite of the absence of mechanisms to facilitate this. \n\nThe inside product was… disappointing to say the least. Sean had a type. He liked his play things to be young, brilliant, productive, and easily malleable. Smart enough to keep his interest and young enough to excite his arousal with little concern for the exotic or exceptional. Normally the things he sent her were too old or too naturally ‘unique’ for his tastes. Products of gene manipulation or slaves that Mother hoped might give her grandchildren one day. He was her son after all, bastard or not. The desire for grandbabies to mold and spoil seemed somehow fitting.\n\n\tBut no. The contents of the box were in fact rather plain. Inside was a set life support machinery and a simple set of metal restraints. Hanging from them, his arms and legs secured and immobile, was a trembling, simpering little skunk boy. \n\n\tHis face was obscured by a thick gas mask. Naturally there to ensure that the airflow would get to him regardless even if there were minor malfunctions in the rest of the cargo container. Ilka reached up and touched the boys cheek, stroking the rubbery material and looking at the thick blacked out lenses. It was almost cute, in a way. \n\n\tIndeed whatever else she could say Ilka had to admit that the little thing was quite cute. Plain perhaps, but pleasing. His body was nice and smooth. Little fat on it and without any real marks on his fur to mar the silky black and soft white. His muscles tender, scrawny, almost girlish in nature. Something Ilka had to admit she always enjoyed. He seemed to whine and wriggle as her paw moved along his smooth fur and soft young body. \n\n\tA simple mental command started introducing the counter-agent to the anesthetic that kept the cargo calm until it arrived, and already the trembling little thing was showing signs of stirring.\n\n\t“Hmmm not too bad, not exactly what I expected but not bad.” The wolfess’ paw found its way between those legs and gave a firm squeeze of the hard little package the new gift sported. She had never been particularly fond of most males. \n\n\tAfter a few minutes of petting and stroking Ilka started to feel the boi finally stir in his bonds. Chest starting to heave in fresh breaths of fresh air and limbs shaking as the soft little thing started stirring his way back to awareness. \n\n\tEventually, and without warning, Ilka pulled her hand back and snapped her finger. Within moments the cuffs dissipated. The end slowly pulling back into one concentric ring of metal after another until the wrists and ankles of the young skunk were finally freed and he collapsed to the ground. \n\n\tThe skunk boy shivered and shook as he tried like hell to get himself up off of the floor. Hours trapped in the restraints under anesthetic had rendered the poor boi barely able to move. Each joint and muscle felt like jelly and his head twisted painfully from the attempts to orient himself.\n\n\tHe had just barely gotten up to his hands and knees when he felt a rather firm footpaw pushing up against his slightly bubbled little butt, shoving him back down on his chest and forcing the still gas masked thing to draw in a thick breath of stiff rubbery air.\n\n\t“Now now, no getting up. Not yet” Ilka cooed. She slowly ran her foot from the nape of his neck down to the poor things tail a few times. Giving the slightest little nudge any time he tried to push himself up. After about a half-dozen attempts Ilka finally chuckled and waved her hands a moment. Two thick rubbery sets of arms grabbing the boy by his and hauling him up to his feet.\n\n\tHe could finally see the woman though the thick darkened lenses of the rubbery mask. A rather pretty, if intimidating figure. Sleep brown fur and silvery clothing that looked so odd in the dark distorted material. Every breath was thick and rubbery. It almost made him feel sick and the lack of any other smells was almost overwhelming. It didn’t help that he woke to a throbbing headache that didn’t seem to go away yet.\n\n\t“Kenna” Ilka said firmly\n\n\t“Online” the AI replied back\n\n\t“Get one of my personal augmentation pods warmed up for me, would you? No preset program. Not yet.” she grinned wide and licked her lips as she gripped the hose and twisted him up. “After all. I did promise my dear brother that I would take some time to know this one first.”\n\n\tEverything was a bit of a haze after that. His arms hurt, his feet didn’t even hit the floor. The poor boy just hung there helpless as he was dragged away from the cube. The whole day had been a blur, or maybe it was more than a day. Really it was hard to tell. The only thing he could remember clearly was a long narrow corridor, strung up by his arms and legs. A few needles, some lights, machines he didn’t recognize. Any specifics were at best a hazy blur.\n\n\tThe wolf teen walked though the small elevator bay and into a proper living room, one more lavish than the poor skunk had ever seen before. Even with his tinted lenses distorting the view he could see thick, plush carpeting that must have felt so good on the older girls bare feet. Solid wood paneling and what looked to be stone tile ceilings. A bright chandler of natural crystals each nainte-altered into its own beautiful surreal LED light twinkled like the vast sea of stars he could see out of the window.\n\n\tHe watched Ilka slip herself onto a voluptuous and slightly overstuffed red velvet couch that sat in the corner where wall and window met. A simple gesture from her paw caused the two holding Dana to move the poor boy in front of her. Another one of the strange blank women, a rabbit, came by with a large bowl of grapes. A bounty of natural fruit Dana couldn’t recall ever seeing before. Not that his memory was really doing the best at the moment regardless.\n\n\tHe did note, however, the blank thick rubber hood that the woman wore. There were holes into her nose, but everything else was utterly covered. The eyes, the mouth, even the ears. Everything looked like it was one solid, molded piece. Making him wonder just how she could get around like that.\n\n\t“Kenna, access any files we have on this little bit of material” the wolf cooed gently. She popped a grape in her mouth and sighed, leaning back as she savored the treat. Her tail hanging off of the couch and flicking softly side to side. \n\n\t“Online. Subject name Danathan Rook. Age: 9 standard Terran. Height 1.395 meters. Weight 44 KG. Race: Mustaloid; Mephitidite. Point of Origin: New Luxemburg station centered on Nova Io. Baseline scans of natural capabilities: sealed, clearance Blue 7. Special conditions met with parameters diverting away from all basic production lines. Diverted to division Director Sean Fergus as per sub routine 447-”\n\n\t“Yes yes that will be all Kenna” she sighed. “I really need to work on her interpersonal skills at some point.” The wolfess took a bit of another grape and sighed. She looked at the boy. The poor helpless shivering thing held tight by two of her own mindless, willess little dolls. Watched his body dangle off the floor, watched his chest heaving softly and his tail waving a bit along the ground. He was docile enough for now, and a bit pretty if she did have to say so, but the whole thing still baffled her some.\n\n\t“Kenna, don’t bother with a crack. That would just alert mother, I‘m sure.” Ilka sighed as she pulled herself up and slowly pawed her way over to the gift. Slowly she worked to unlock the tight little magnetic buckles holding the mask in place. She took her time. Moving with an agonizing slowness and deliberate care. Each latch popping free and dangling for a long moment which simply spurred the poor boy to squirm and shiver.\n\n\tIt was already beginning to feel a bit like the solstice.\n\n\tWhen the last latches finally fell free the mask fell down around his neck, letting the poor skunk gasp in a breath. He was terrified, blushing, and clearly quite confused. The poor boys neck popped a bit as he looked between the two women holding him for a moment. The gas mask was gone but the large, powerful bodies that held him each reeked of the sterile warmth of rubber. \n\n\t“Hello there little one. My name is Ilka, but you may call me Mistress, if you wish.” The teen said as she slowly started to smooth and straighten his hair.\n\n\tShe was the first thing he could smell since waking up here. Something his already strained sinuses got in abundance as they gulped down large gasps of real and relatively chemical-free air. There was an odd mix of scents to her. A twist of flowers and musk and metal that curled around his nostrils and seemed to hit him right in the brain. Almost overpowering the light clinical stench of the rubber.\n\n\tThe bear had smelled too, and while not exactly fully unpleasant it wasn’t something Dana had liked in his short time there. The whole place had a musk, a maleness to it, and was tinged with notes that Dana didn’t like. Not that he liked this situation much either. Having a pretty girl much closer to his age slowly brushing his hair and scratching behind his ears wasn’t exactly disagreeable. But with everything else it wasn’t what he wanted. Not at all.\n\n\tIlka watched him sniff and actually pushed up a bit closer. Her body pressing against his as the smooth, silky yet almost metal-cool touch of the dress rubbed against his own fur. “Aww it’s ok to be scared, little one. It’s more than fine. You got yanked out of line before any real processing could take place. I’m sure You are wondering about quite a few things. Like my little dolls here.” She nodded to the two stiff, rigid things that held him.\n\n\t“I guess so, yeah” he muttered as his voice finally broke. The poor boy shaking and shivering as he struggled to clear his head. “I told the guy from before though, I’m not a slave. I live on a free colony. I had my ID card and everything. I…” he winced as he tried to recall everything that happened. It was still quite a bit of a blur.\n\n\t“Aww silly little boy. I know that. But you’ve already been though processing, so you really are ours regardless. But as I said you don’t have too call me Mistress right now if you don’t want to. I mean it would be awfully polite of you” she giggled “But depending on now things go you might end up doing it soon anyways.\n\n\t“If you don’t let me go, you mean?” he whimpered hopefully.\n\n\t“If I allow you to speak” She corrected “I am sure by now you’ve already seen how I keep most of my normal toys. Yes? They really are very pretty, once they get a proper makeover that is.”\n\n\tDana winced a bit and tugged at the two rubber-clad drones that held him. It wasn’t really much of an attempt to get away, not that he could have managed that anyways in his current state. Even in his semi-addled state these two… things… smacked of wrong to him. So unnatural, lifeless. The idea of a ‘makeover’ sounded scary too. He would probably be sobbing right now if he was hydrated enough for it.\n\n\t“Sadly I don’t think you can really appreciate them yet, dear. Not fully. You might some day, or maybe not. I don’t really know. I don’t really bother asking them what they think about, well, anything” she giggled “Though that does actually bring up a rather interesting point. I mean considering… well” she giggled ‘I don’t think I want to spoil everything just yet. But it would be interesting to get your take on my toys. I mean if you don’t mind, boy.”\n\n\tIt didn’t sound much like a request, and Dana wouldn’t have trusted it even if it was. He looked into the older girls eyes for a long moment and sighed softly as he gave one last desperate tug. The most he could manage trapped and helpless like this. Naturally it was just as fruitless as the last few times. \n\n\tRealizing he couldn’t get anywhere Dana looked the women over slowly. The way she talked about them alone it almost seemed like they should be machines. Hell they might have been. But if so she had apparently chosen to take some very high end replicants and dress them up in some rather odd and revealing cloths. Admittedly as his eyes scanned the two statue-still girl shaped ‘dolls’ as this girl put it he couldn’t help but linger over their curves just a bit. The slight tinge of youthful hormones giving him a small shiver of bashful pleasure. As he scanned the skunk boys eye caught sight of a small, silvery disk protruding from one of the two rubber clad women, even as Ilka reached up and caressed his neck, moving her paw down just below and behind his left ear.\n\n\t“Those are RN-17 jacks…” Dana muttered softly\n\n\t“That’s right” Ilka blinked a bit as she tilted her head “absolutely correct little boy. Most of my base units have those implants.”\n\n\t“But why? I mean, they… they aren’t really that powerful” He winced a bit fully expecting some kind of retribution even as he said it. It was oh so easy to forget just how helpless he was. Surprising considering the hold they had on his arms\n\n\tIlka giggled a bit and shook her head “Well that is true, They are, after all, the baseline model. As you said.”\n\n\t“B-but even for cheap models they aren’t very good. Really slow, really inefficient. T-the cable port is a joke and the processing speed is so slow. I mean if you are going to design something this expensive then why are you installing a jack, a-and a cheap one?”\n\n\tIlka shook her head and sighed as she tussed the boys hair. “Very slow, and very weak dear. Strong wireless though, and that is all that counts. You see my smart little skunkie. I don’t need them to have much in the way of network power. No no not at all. It doesn’t matter too much to me if they can’t stream a video quickly or get access to high end files. What good would it do them?”\n\n\tThe young wolf slipped behind one of her faceless, nameless toys and stroked her hand along the dome slowly. Brushing the blank black rubber as the woman, the thing, just stood there motionless. Her body may as well have been a statue. “Why would I waste resources, waste that kind of beautiful power… on something so weak, so primitive. On… whatever this ones name was. Not that it matters now.”\n\n\t“B-because you already spent the resources on synthetics like this?” he muttered “I mean if you are going to, going to make something like this then it doesn’t make sense to cheap out on the jack…”\n\n\tThe only reply he got was a twisted smile and so many frankly unthinkable implications.\n\n\tDana swallowed hard. He didn’t push things further, just looking at the two again. This all had to be some kind of sick joke, or a misconception or… something.\n\n\t“Still” Ilka murred as she looked him over, letting his clear line of thought just hang in the breeze “it isn’t that I am against giving my little toys upgrades when the situation calls for it. Not that I’ve found much worth it. Though I think that might have just changed… Tell me little boy. Do you have any idea what my brother was doing when he got you?” She cooed running a paw along his chest.\n\n\tDana turned away as best he could and awkwardly tucked his behind the gas mask still swinging from his neck. Doing his best to hide the deep blushing cheeks and look of pure nervous dread from this clearly insane girl. “I… I donno ma’am. He kinda got all touchy feely for a while” he whined ‘a-and then he told me to kiss one of his boys, and I didn’t wanna.” The skunk swallowed hard and tensed a bit.\n\n\tHe was almost cute when he got nervous. “I think he was busy working on a model for a hard nanite. It looked like some kind of worker unit. Precision cutting blades, manipulator pincers. The sensor array looked really detailed for something of that size. Maybe meant for modification or precision repair?” he asked nervously.\n\n\t“Ahh, upgrading his Sisyphus. He really does think that will get him in mothers good graces, doesn’t he?” she sighed “Names turning a bit ironic for my tastes. But it seems to keep him happy. Who am I to judge?” She chuckled softly and ran a paw down to his thigh, looking the poor boy in the eyes. Her free paw gripping his chin and turning his eyes to meet hers. “You are almost right on what they do, and that is impressive little one. Very impressive indeed. It seems I under-estimated you. Though that does not quite change what I have in mind for you, my new little toy.”\n\n\tDana blinked and mmphed a bit as he tried to look away. The poor boy was shaking hard. His arms now twisting and almost wrenching as the two women held him firmly in place. He could feel her paw moving around, feel it stroking and petting along his thigh as she seemed to examine him. Her eyes glued to his face as he twisted and wriggled around helplessly. It felt somewhat better than when the big, rough bear had done it to him before. Feeling that firm yet feminine paw, looking into those blue-green eyes and the little flickering traces of silver within. His nose catching scent of some strange, sweet perfume… it didn’t take long for the soft little shaft between his legs to swell and grow shamefully into place.\n\n\tDana took a few moments trying to pull his legs up. A futile attempt to block the thing from sight with his thighs. An act that did little more than draw laughs from the girl who now slowly inched her paw towards his shameful erection.\n\n\t“Looks like I’m not the only one having fun. For a boy you‘re a bit of a cutie?” she cooed.\n\n\tThe poor boy could feel the teens hand stroking and massaging his little package. His tail fluffing and twisting as it tried to slip past the two women holding him and wrap around his vulnerable little body. He wanted to kick, tired to kick. But with his arms so tired and legs both firmly off the ground it was almost impossible to get enough leverage. The one attempt he made almost throwing his arm out of socket and drawing another giggle from the teen.\n\n\tIlka worked out one small, bright white droplet of pre. Barely anything, but enough. Dana winced and whined as he watched her slowly bring the bead up on her fingertip, and twisted away as best he could for a moment… his whines growing louder as she gripped his muzzle and turned it to face her again. \n\n\tWithin moments the thick, fresh, twisted taste of his own shameful fluids were pushed against his tongue, and the poor boy started to sob softly. Finally going limp.\n\n\t“My dear little Dana, I would like to show you something. Something I think you are going to appreciate, little skunkie” Ilka waved a hand and snapped her fingers. Instantly the two drones dropped the poor boy. His body clearly hurt, but he still wasn’t broken yet. Ilka could see him eyeing the doors carefully. Even if he didn’t seem to notice, or care.\n\n\tIt took a little under a minute before he could finally sprint off for one. Having selected what he thought would be closest to the elevator. He got a good deal of the way across the soft, plush carpet, nearly making his way out of the room before smacking hard into something warm, fleshy, furry, and practically immobile.\n\n\tAnother one of the faceless, willess things stood before him. Barring the exit with her body just as he reached the door back out to the elevator. Without a word, without a sound, it had moved into place and now stood immobile, blocking the dizzy boys head.\n\n\t“Oh my, that was rather close little one. A for effort” Ilka chuckled. Once again Dana was gripped in a tight embrace. His body shaking as the furry slab of willess body and thick rubber picked him up and held him tight. He felt a sharp prick in his back and winced, eyes going blurry again. “Take him down to my lab, I think my brother was right, this one will be quite useful.”\n\n-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------\n\n\tFor the second time in what he hoped was a day, Dana stirred from a painful and drug-induced sleep. His mouth tasted a bit metallic and eyes blurred, but he could feel that the mask was gone and that his body was laid out on full display, resting up against a slightly padded beige surface at the back of what looked like a fancy medical cylinder.\n\n\tThat realization alone was enough to drive the poor nine year old into a frenzy. Thick rubbery restraints had been securely fastened over his arms, legs, chest and neck. All of them did a wonderful job of keeping him firmly in place with his big bushy tail wrapped up to one side. \n\n\tThe fight lasted for quite a long time before he was finally too tired to struggle, and once that happened the wolf girl showed up almost theatrically on-cue.\n\n\t“Ahh. That’s better” Ilka cooed. The medical pod picked up the sounds from outside and synthesized them though the speaker. It was intended to smooth out any sublet notes that might emotionally distress a patient. But most people agreed the slight bit of audio sanitization could often get creepy. Especially at times like this when Ilkas face clearly didn’t match the calm and placid tones. “I was worried that I had ordered too high a dose for you my little skunkie. I’d hate to lose my new doll just as I got a bolt of inspiration.”\n\n\t“Y-you, you really need to let me go” Dana whimpered with as much conviction as he could muster. Even if his body wasn’t so tired it would have been hard to intimidate someone like this. But then even for the normally logical little boy reason had long since abandoned the whole situation.\n\n\tIlka looked at him closely, and then just laughed as she shook her head and patted the pod ponderingly. “Mmmm you are really cute my little skunkie. Very cute indeed. But since you seemed to be quite perceptive when it comes to my little dollies I think it’s only right that I answer all the burning questions I am sure you have.” Ilka walked away from the pod and causally waved her hand in an odd little gesture.\n\n\tDana watched with a mix of horror and stunned amazement as the roof tiles themselves seemed to dissipate and slowly. Falling apart in tiny little snowflake-like chunks and then just as quickly pulling themselves together. Reform and twisting into a rather powerful looking two-pronged mechanical arm. The arm, anchored into the raw metal under the tiles, yanked the pod up and quickly pulled it out of its seating like some horrific amusement park ride.\n\n\tThe movements weren’t really that fluid. Not shocking considering the things whole power source probably had to be magnetic solenoids. In most any other situation the very sight of claytonias would have probably made the poor boys entire year. Now it was barely a tingling afterthought of excitement to tinge the horrific dread he felt with the pod moved up to a window. A window that overlooked a nightmare.\n\n\tThere were dozens of them at least. Rows and rows. Medical bays so much like the one he was in now. All modified and all holding girls and women of all different ages, species, sizes and shapes. All a handful of the pods were empty, and as he watched one of the empty ones it unlatched seemingly on its own and started to swing open.\n\n\t“Now then. I am guessing that a smart cookie like you probably thinks all my girls are just robots. After all a little sex doll isn’t that expensive or hard to make, provided you are just looking for a few basic shapes and functions. But then, if it were that cheap to make them, if the logistics were there, half our company would be shutting down and retooling right now. Shifting over to the better value for our buck. Trust me, the logistics aren’t there.”\n\n\tThe voice was sanitized, but as she said this Ilka leaned up against the window. The reflected face was a twisted mask of lust that even a boy like Dana could fully grasp. He turned his eyes from the wolf girl to the pods as an arm came in from another room holding a naked feline somewhere in early adulthood.\n\n\tThe arm holding the girl moved ever so slowly and carefully along the track. She kicked and shivered and shook as she tired to pull free. The raw terror Dana could see in her movements as she tried everything to get away. \n\n\tIt didn’t seem to do much though. The twisting and turning only serving to harm and even cut her forearms a bit. In the end none of it mattered. A small twitch and she went rag doll. Maybe electricity, maybe drugs. It was clear she was still alive but all fight was gone as the arms simply lowered her into the pod.\n\n\t“oh, did my boy notice something pretty?” the mad wolf murred as she pushed up against the glass. “it’s such a beautiful process isn’t it? Still prototyped, but I do love it so. First we get the little thing all situated and comfy in her pod. Don’t worry. She can still feel everything that’s going on. I wouldn’t want her to miss this.” The wolf murred as a holographic image of the feline he had seen go in zoomed up on the window before him. Dana watching in stunned horror as the feline lay there helpless, shaking, trembling. “Now then the process is still in alpha phase, so I am sure we can trim quite a bit of it down. But the first step is to put in that nice, hard, thick, lovely jack.” Dana watched as a restraint went over the calico cats forehead and the young woman gasped in dazed fear.\n\n\tThere were several ways to install any form of data jack. Generally the most advanced ones worked the same as any other high-end wetware. A nanite injection setting up the architecture within the brain based on blueprints while the patient is kept in a deep rem sleep though artificial induction. Then of course there was the traditional surgical option. More painful, a bit more risky but fine for most professionals. Of course after that…\n\n\tDana watched as the injector arm slowly extended from the tool rack in the pod. A long protrusion stuck out, Not very big, not much more than an inch in length and honestly the size of a primitive nail at best. But considering what was about to happen, Dana knew that was almost too big. The helpless cat girl sobbed and shivered as she struggled. The injector slowly placing up right against her head \n\n\t“Now normally we would just install and keep going.” Ilka said casually as she slipped one paw below her semi-diaphanous gown and slowly started to stroke herself, watching the sight intently. “After all. I don’t care about what they might feel during processing. They are simply raw material after all. But since we have a little one present, I suppose I can give her a bit of a local first. Still, I am guessing you know what is going on, don’t you boy?”\n\n\tDana nodded. He knew all too well. The arm slowly moved and probed around the space just behind and below her left ear. It was scanning with a wide array of sensors to deeply penetrate the brain, it was seeking out an optimal entry point and angle. It was generating a tightly packed vibration field in the instillation gun, in what was really little more than a huge and twisted piercing gun. Dana could only be thankful for the poor woman’s small mercy as the needle for the local hit her, but the loud audible thunk after as the oh so primitive data jack was pushed into the cats head caused the poor boy to wince and look away. After that he almost wished he had not, considering he ended up seeing the tool rack in his own pod. Laying dormant, menacing.\n\n\tHe looked back just in time to see the jack having firmly put itself in place. The painfully primitive device was at least humane in how quick it was, and in the lack of damage. Then again considering what he could guess would come next, it wasn’t really going to be pleasant.\n\n\tThe spike-jack that had just been installed took a few moments to do its work. A coating of nanites slowly integrating neurons and neural pathways around the spike. Rebuilding the brain so that the cheap data jack architecture was now tied intrinsically to it. Dana watched the poor woman struggle and shiver as her mind was slowly put back together and it struggled to cope with the bootup software going though her unwilling and unprepared head.\n\n\tIlka just moaned and slowly pushed her small chest up against the glass. Her fingers dipping deeply between her legs as she raised and wagged her tail happily. Every soft sigh or barely stifled scream just slowly driving another shiver of perverse pleasure out of the wolf as she licked her muzzle and rocked her hips side to side. After a few moments the struggles turned into involuntary spasms and the feline started to go cross-eyed. Tears forming in her eyes, her tongue lulling out, her chest gasping and sucking in air erratically. The rhythm was off and unnatural. At times mechanical and smooth while shifting am moment later to panicked and needy.\n\n\t“Mmm this is the fun part, little one. I could watch this for hours. See her sweet, useless little mind? That cute little peasant? Useless, pathetic, worthless. Mmm that’s when we start to have fun, my dear Dana. The transmitter in the pod is uploading a nice big batch of custom firmware right into her weak little mind. It’s taking everything she is, everything she does, everything she says, and making that cute little body into a perfectly obedient puppet.” Ilka moaned and arched her hips as her claws raked the thick conditioned Corundum window. \n\n\tDana just lay there horrified, unable to look away as the felines body trembled under the weight of the new information. As it heaved and gasped in deep sucking breaths that became more and more steady by the moment. He watched as the pleading, desperate light of absolute horror slowly fade into a soft, neural blank.\n\n\t“Did… you erase her?” the shocked skunk gasped. His mind struggling to process what he had just seen.\n\n\t“Erase? Why would I bother with that, pet?” the psychotic wolf giggled “I mean I could, I suppose. But it really is inefficient. No sense taking up processing power with automatic functions like breathing, and getting rid of that useless former-person inside” Ilka actually giggle-snorted at the word person “mmm yeah that would just be a waste of time. No pretty. At this point the little thing is already getting a nice big download of data. All the commands my custom Kenna needs to properly use my puppets as I want. Granted the jack is slow, like you said. It takes quite a while to upload still and there are some glitches still when a few resist too hard. After all they do know what’s going on in there when they are controlled.. I think anyways” she giggled softly\n\n\t“You… monster” Dana whined. It was the best he could do. Outraged to be sure, horrified. Tears staining those poor green eyes. But with the restraints and the cruel mad girl still slowly jilling herself off to the sight of some poor woman being turned to a passenger in her own body, what could he do?\n\n\tSlowly the arm moved the pod back into place and set him down on the frame once more. He watched it slowly pull back onto the ceiling and then tried to turn his attention to Ilka, hoping to god she would just finish what she was doing and go away for now.\n\n\tShe did finish, but it wasn’t quick. Long and slow. Seeming to savor every second. She licked and kissed the glass while watching the many rows of girls each in different various states of ‘processing’. By the time she had finished and was coming back to Dana, the poor boy had almost passed out. The only thing stopping him was a small stimulant hypo from the medical tools to his left. An injection he worryingly didn’t notice.\n\n\t“Mmmm that was, invigorating” The wolf girl moaned. She slowly licked her claws lean as she leaned up against the pod and chuckled softly “That was to be your fate dear. Key word, was. But I think I’m going to take a chance on you. You might be a bit more valuable to me than some silly, simple dolly. Gods, I think I can even return my brother a bit of the favor.” She giggled as she all but straddled the pod.\n\n\t“Please, no. Don’t” Dana sobbed as he tried to tug at the restraints. The poor little skunk had seen far too much by this point. He just wanted to go home, see his… whoever he left behind. To… something. His mind quickly reached for memories he found hard to pull out. To a life that was somehow on the tip of his brain.\n\n\tIlka smirked knowingly. Her grin just grew as she licked the glass of his pod and whispered two words that he knew had to be slathered in lust and cruelty “Initial processing”\n\n\tIt said enough. And all Dana could do was sob as he looked on. His body shaking like a leaf.\n\n\t“Kenna, can you synthesize a batch of brothers Sisyphus? Whatever strain is currently the most stable and functional. Nothing risky now. Just something that will work for what I need.”\n\n\t“Processing… Processing complete” the AI voice chimed in rather flatly.\n\n\t“Good. I am setting desired presets now. I would like one dose to my new little test subject here, and prepare a Mk 8 Gibson, and a short list of optimal companion wetware if you please. Nothing intrusive. All integral and compatible. All is to meet with my final approval.”\n\n\t“Confirmed. Processing requisition now. The request may take several hours to process. Many parts require transit from Ring 3 Warehouse. Estimated delivery in 6 hours.”\n\n\t“Fast track it, what’s the use of nepotism if you have to wait around” she scoffed shaking her head. “now then Danathan. I am going to reshape you, rebuild you from the ground up. I can see a bit of something in you. If I’m right, It’s something I can use. If not…” she licked her lips and moaned “Well if I am not then it will be nice to see how hard I have to bend before you twist into what I want, now won’t it?”\n\n\tDana sniffled and sobbed hard. His body shaking. Too weak and too helpless to even fight back at this point. He blinked a moment as something seemed to shift under him. The poor boy feeling something thick, slick and rubbery slowly sliding and pushing against his unprotected tail hole.\n\n\tThe boy screamed and tried to pull up. He looked into those blue green, cyber-laced eyes and wrinkled his nose into the most hateful and fearful face he could. “Y-you’re a monster!” he sobbed.\n\n\t“That’s You’re a Monster… Mistress” the wolf cooed back.\n\n\tHe barely noticed as the long hypo with a vial of thick blue liquid moved its way up to his neck. The pain and pressure as his anal virginity was robbed form him distracting the poor boy as the hypo bit, and the contents of the thing flooded his unprotected body.\n\n\tIt wasn’t the pain Dana had expected, not at all. He had expected something that would produce raw, searing agony or rip every single muscle and neuron from his control. Considering what the nanites looked like and what they came equipped with he could already feel the colony of little machines washing though him and slowly spreading out though his neck into the rest of his body.\n\n\tThe fucking did hurt. The seemingly pointless dildo that rammed in and out of his tight little ass drew a small sob that seemed to break up any concentration he may have had. By this point though the slicked shaft seemed to add a few layers of unwanted pleasure as it rubbed and ground over his nerves, the little machines slowly making him grow more aware of everything he touched. Every sensation, every texture, every little tremble of his flesh and blood almost unnervingly real. This went double for the shaft that forced its way deep and rough into his little insides. The skunks tail wraggling and waving around banging into whatever it could out of sheer, hopeless frustration. \n\n\tThe sweet, immature little skunk squirmed and shivered, whined and bucked as he tried his damnedest to pull away from the hard fucking dildo. The thing seemed to overpower his thoughts, and he struggled to stop thinking about it, even as it seemed to be getting bigger and bigger.\n\n\tExcept it wasn’t. \n\n\tAs he finally opened his tear-stained eyes Dana could see so many things changing, shifting. The pod seemed bigger, and his legs started to itch, started to ripple, started to shift ever so slightly in shape and tone. \n\n\tThe panicked realization hit him and Dana started to scream. He begged, pleaded, sobbed to be let out even as his body began to shrink. He felt his rib cage twitch and itch as well as it seemed to shift. Feeling almost like it was made of plastic with each breath. The hair on his chest got bushier and his body itself started to narrow, the curves shifting around as his once flat little butt took on a bit more of a curve.\n\n\t“Please, don’t… don’t do this.” the boy gasped as he shook his head. Hair, smooth silky hair, slowly streaming down his face and over his teary eyes. \n\n\tDana didn’t need to see the rest. It was all too painfully obvious. He could feel his chest itch as the barest hints of budding breasts began to form. Feel his growing rump clutch the now seemingly-bigger shaft as his tail thrashed about. A tail whose fur got more narrow, smoother, silky-shiny. \n\n\tThen it reached down between his legs. The whole feeling striking down and centering in on that one point.\n\n\tThe itch was almost unbearable at that point. What little thrashing and squirming and screaming the poor boy could muster poured out of him in spades convulsing as his boyhood slowly, almost teasingly shrank away before his foggy teary eyes. As his, her, body slowly shifted in form and shape that last little bit. \n\n\tDana could feel her head getting oh so foggy as she tried to come to terms with this. The shaft still thrusting away mechanically now barely an after thought to her shaking, painfully shifted body.\n\n\t“Good.” Ilka giggled ‘It seems brothers little pets have taken root. Readings show the colony is all ready. Don’t worry sweetie. You just got one hell of an upgrade.”\n\n\tDana looked up at Ilka and sobbed as the wolf woman ran a finger teasingly along the pod. “What did you… how… Why?” The newly minted girl sobbed as she felt the shaft finally, mercifully, stop. She lay there helpless and sobbing. Her chest heaving a bit and tears dripping down her cheeks as she tried to wrap her mind around what happened.\n\n\t“I told you, pet” Ilka murred “I don’t like boys. Kenna. What is the ETA on that arrival?”\n\n\t“Two hours and twenty three minutes, Mistress. Express courier. A full catalogue pod is being delivered. You may begin selecting the cybernetics suite at your leisure. \n\n\t“Excellent” Ilka murred as she licked along the small pod lid once more “You make such a pretty girl, Dana. Best of all until I decide otherwise, you’re set in this physical form. Those little beauties my brother is cooking up are some rather advanced little beauties. Though I have turned off the pain enhancers and dialed back on the sleep replacement. I’m not quite the sadist he is.” She giggled teasingly.\n\n\tWith that the wolf girl just stood and waved her hand forming a simple holographic display with Danas body, her new body, at the center. \n\n\t“Secondary data repository… yes. Cybereyes… I think we can splurge on a pretty new color. Ohhh I didn’t know these were out yet” Ilka whistled happily to herself as she slowly scrolled though the list of enhancements as she slowly started to walk off. Leaving the boy, now girl, to shiver and finally pass into merciful darkness.\n\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "By Right Side story: Innovation

By TerraMGP

\tThe room was still. It had been for hours. Small hints of noise, of soft lulling hums and the occasional feather-soft vibration only barely threatened the otherwise perfect tranquility within the large, lavish room. Slowly from this still a small shred of something began to rise. A quiet little round of gently synthesized notes that grew in volume with each repetition. Climbing soothingly from a near whisper to a high end crescendo before quickly falling to repeat the cycle once more.

\tAfter a half-dozen cycles of this simple alarm call, a brown furred paw swiped itself in a familiar arc out from under the covers. A few missed swings seeming to draw grunts of frustration as the paw finally pushed though the holo-field and the alarm stopped.

\t“Good morning Miss Ilka“ the familiar voice churred happily. “The time is now Zero Six hundred YCST. Station temperature variance set to seventeen degrees C. Current hab block structure secure. You currently have three messages waiting.”

\tIlka yawned again and grumbled once more. The young wolfess slowly pulled herself up in the nice silky satin sheets and ran a paw though her thick, luxurious mane of jet black hair, a bright coppery streak permanently set into it. Part of last years birthday gene-tweak.

\tShe waited a moment for her vision to clear and then slowly slipped her paw on top of the small metal box as it spoke. Instantly the voice calmed and the metal began to tremble and shake. Quickly the simple metal box began to fragment itself. Small boxy fragments of some flying up into the air and hovering in their own magnetic field, as others shifted and reshaped. A thick fingerless leather glove starting to crawl its way over her paw as the metal rearranged and reshaped itself up her wrist. Forming a smooth long tube that covered up the length of Ilkas forearm.

\tIlka looked the device over a bit and smirked. Stepping foot onto the warm plush carpet. Before her was a wall of thick well cut mahogany planks, broken up by the pair of large automatic doorways sat into it. To one side a normally blank metal wall slowly opened it’s long room length shudder. The view beyond was a stunning mix of brilliant starlight cut across the stunning outline of the Corporate City.

\tSlowly the young girl strode up to that window. Taking in the kingdom below her. A massive spinning set of wheels hovering over a large disc. Spires and skyscrapers sticking out before her rotating slowly against each other in lazy circles. And her, up near the top. A princess, destined to hold it all in her hand.

\t“Kenna.” Ilka murred “Begin playback. Sort by order of importance.”

\tThe gauntlet on her wrist blinked a few moments. The long strips of light that seemed to emanate from the smooth silver surface pulsing and shifting though the middle spectrum. Yellow though green to blue and back again.

\t“First priority message from Lady Thanedotter. Urgency; Low”

\tIlka smirked and shook her head. No matter how low the priority was the computer always brought up her messages first. Hell it had taken weeks of custom coding just to ensure her Kenna interface didn’t play the damn things outright.

\t“Mother can wait” she sighed softly “I can almost promise you it’s about my next project. What else do you have for me?”

\t“Stock reports for the monthly overview are prepared. You now own the majority shares in Sylvonic Steel enterprises and Global Mirage gaming. Preparations to integrate these assets into the Yggdrasil umbrella have already been put into place and await your final authorization.”

\tIlka paused for just a moment and let the grin on her muzzle grow. She looked into the window. That thick layer of hardened and synthesized carbon sheet with only the faintest tinge of blue from the powerful plasma shield that helped surround and protect her apartment from the dangers of space. “Make the standard buyout offer plus three percent per share. If they do not agree I will implement reorganization” She licked her lips slowly “I don’t want these assets in mothers paw. Not right now.”

\tOnce again the computer took whole minutes to process the request. It should not. Both companies had access to quantum entanglement relays. Neither one was big enough that an all-out buyout was that complicated. But then, the AI shell, the custom version of Kenna had so many typical failsafes to bypass and warning flags to dodge if it was to fulfill it’s task without alerting any of Ilkas enemies. Especially mother.

\tWhile the computer struggled with its task Ilka waved her hand at the ceiling. A mosaic of intricate stone-looking tiles quickly dissipated as small cubes of metal flowed down from the ceiling and reformed themselves. The little wolf didn’t bother waiting as the material quickly formed under her. Coming to rest in a near spherical chair with plush, quilted metallic silver cushions lining its inside.

\t“Allright Kenna. When you are done with that feel free to give me the third message. Also, send for my meal while you are at it.” She didn’t specify which meal order. She didn’t have to. Doing so was a waste, especially with something that would never change.

\tNo sooner had she issued the command than the window before her dimmed. A large blinking red light hovering before her. She waved her paw once more and it brushed though the field of red light. The reply call was sent, and within a minute the window brightened up once more to show the larger than life face of a strong bear in his late twenties. Dressed in a rather sharp off-white work shirt and blue vest. The man adjusted his glasses a moment before pulling them aside. Bright blue eyes twinkling.

\t“Ahh I see you are finally up.” The man chuckled.

\t“How long have you been waiting for a call?” Ilka asked.

\t“Oh, about four hours. I was up late in the lab making some preparations. You know how it is.” The bear smiled and popped his neck softly. A small mouse boy in a thick leather collar and nice button up dress shirt soon came by. The brown-furred little thing setting a very large mug of synthed Coffee by his Masters paw.

\t“You know if you would just automate a bit more I have the feeling you might be able to enjoy yourself a touch more, Sean.” Ilka smirked to herself and leaned back. Letting her soft, slender nude form stretch out into the cushy confines of the  freshly made chair.

\t“That is Mister Fergus, if you please.” The bear chuckled “And you are right. Save for the hour I’d spend untangling the intelligent code and fixing all of the mistakes made by the lab AI. Nope, sorry but there is something to be said about reveling in your perfectionism, dear.”

\tIlka rolled her eyes at that and began to brush her hair back. She took a moment to run a finger over the soft, smooth domed metal of her data jack. She prodded the point where metal met flesh and let out a happy little giggle.

\tShe leaned back once more and watched patiently as her meal finally came. The servant, blank faced iguana girl, slowly walked up with a tray. Her head and indeed most of her body was covered in a thick, solid rubber material. Every feature or mark of identity dulled away by the thick coating which also likely robbed her of touch. The distinction of species and gender only apparent due to her body shape. Her identity, what there was of it, residing in the bar code stamped across her forehead.

\tIlka focused for a split second and instantly a wave of near orgasmic pleasure went though the faceless, nameless girl. Her body did not move, yet the network relayed in great detail how the poor trapped mind reacted to this stimuli. The wolf girl watched her servant stand there for a long moment before waving her left arm again. More tiles falling from the ceiling and stopping just at chest level at the immediate outside of the seat. The drone sat the tray down and then turned to walk away. A faceless and forgettable presence that caused Ilka to moan softly and squirm ever so slightly.

\t“Well, that was a thing.” Sean chuckled.

\t“Oh come on. Like this hasn’t been my daily routine forever.” Ilka narrowed her eyes and stared a few blunted daggers at the screen. The wolfess took a moment to eye him with carefully measured and yet painfully over-exaggerated hate, even as she took the most menacing bite of her everything bagel she possibly could.

\t“Fine, Mister Fergus. Well my choice of early morning routine aside is there anything else you hoped to address with me?” Ilka muttered. Cream cheese and jam smeared on her muzzle.

\t“Actually there is. I set something up to be sent to you. That’s why I called. I wanted to give you a heads up before hand.”

\tIlka nodded a bit and took another bite of her meal. “Another gift? I presume Mother sent it over recently then?”

\tSean nodded “Yeah. You know her. Always trying to buy love and affection.”

\t“Well come on now.” Ilka chuckled “I mean it’s not that bad. Sure all things considered she is giving you a raw deal, but it’s not like you don’t have it good. ‘Director’ Sean.”

\tThe grizzly smiled… but it was not a very warm one. He simply shrugged and took a rather large sip of his coffee before putting his glasses back on. “Either way I am guessing the offering will be far more useful to you than it was to me. Not really something I have any use for at this stage of development. Plus if you don’t have a use you can always just test one of your little machines out.”

\t“It wouldn’t be the first time. I don’t think you realize how often you re-gift. Mother might be offended if she ever noticed.”

\tSean shrugged “That’s a pretty big if, kiddo.”

\t“Still an if.” the wolf girl shrugged a bit “Not that it matters. You know what you’re doing. Worst she could possibly do is hold a grudge. Somehow I don’t think she’d be vindictive enough to interfere with your work or knock you out of your position.”

\tSean rolled his eyes and just smirked slightly. “I should be so lucky” he sighed “Look, just do me a favor and try to actually talk to the new little toy before just coring it out and droning it. Ok? For me. Consider it a chance to expand your horizons a bit.”

\t“You nag a lot, Director Fergus” she chuckled

\t“That is my job, small fry. I assume I’ll see you at her manor for the solstice?”

\tIlka nodded and adjusted herself in her seat. The last of her breakfast gone and the featureless rubber-covered doll taking the plate without a moments hesitation. “Likely yes. Not committing to anything, but I haven’t missed one yet have I? If you can keep up with it in all your work I’m pretty sure I can manage one holiday in mine.”

\tThe grizzly nodded and reached over as he patted the mouse boy beside him on the head. “Allright then. I suppose I shall see you then, Lady Thanedotter” he chuckled “Have fun with your gift. I hope to see what you do with it then.”

\tThe screen blinked out and the wolfess sighed. In a moment she was on her feet and the chair that had held her began slowly moving it’s way back up to the ceiling tiles above her. A small gesture with her left hand stopped a bit of this material part way and instead it began to drift and swirl around her. Ilka paid little heed. The small motes of matter shifted and twisted in shape. Forming first into threads, then strands, then slowly building themselves into a simple garment that wrapped its way around her body. The diaphanous silvery wrap that formed hugged every near-absent curve and contour of her figure almost perfectly all the way to the middle, where a belt formed to keep it tight around her midsection and the loose material fluttered into a very uneven hemline. One that stopped mere inches down her left thigh yet swooped sharply to sink just lower than her right knee.

\tIt wasn’t a long trip. Considering her location on the station spire Ilka had several floors to her apartment and all were built around the central lift. She walked out of her room and down a simple spiral stairway, into the loading bay for the lift. Two of the rubber drones that generally frequented her quarters flanked a large, hermetically sealed metal box. The object utterly seamless without any apparent means to open it.

\tNaturally a simple hand-wave was once again all it took to rectify this. The metal splitting open at a previously non-existent seam in the center and the sides pulling themselves apart in spite of the absence of mechanisms to facilitate this.

The inside product was… disappointing to say the least. Sean had a type. He liked his play things to be young, brilliant, productive, and easily malleable. Smart enough to keep his interest and young enough to excite his arousal with little concern for the exotic or exceptional. Normally the things he sent her were too old or too naturally ‘unique’ for his tastes. Products of gene manipulation or slaves that Mother hoped might give her grandchildren one day. He was her son after all, bastard or not. The desire for grandbabies to mold and spoil seemed somehow fitting.

\tBut no. The contents of the box were in fact rather plain. Inside was a set life support machinery and a simple set of metal restraints. Hanging from them, his arms and legs secured and immobile, was a trembling, simpering little skunk boy.

\tHis face was obscured by a thick gas mask. Naturally there to ensure that the airflow would get to him regardless even if there were minor malfunctions in the rest of the cargo container. Ilka reached up and touched the boys cheek, stroking the rubbery material and looking at the thick blacked out lenses. It was almost cute, in a way.

\tIndeed whatever else she could say Ilka had to admit that the little thing was quite cute. Plain perhaps, but pleasing. His body was nice and smooth. Little fat on it and without any real marks on his fur to mar the silky black and soft white. His muscles tender, scrawny, almost girlish in nature. Something Ilka had to admit she always enjoyed. He seemed to whine and wriggle as her paw moved along his smooth fur and soft young body.

\tA simple mental command started introducing the counter-agent to the anesthetic that kept the cargo calm until it arrived, and already the trembling little thing was showing signs of stirring.

\t“Hmmm not too bad, not exactly what I expected but not bad.” The wolfess’ paw found its way between those legs and gave a firm squeeze of the hard little package the new gift sported. She had never been particularly fond of most males.

\tAfter a few minutes of petting and stroking Ilka started to feel the boi finally stir in his bonds. Chest starting to heave in fresh breaths of fresh air and limbs shaking as the soft little thing started stirring his way back to awareness.

\tEventually, and without warning, Ilka pulled her hand back and snapped her finger. Within moments the cuffs dissipated. The end slowly pulling back into one concentric ring of metal after another until the wrists and ankles of the young skunk were finally freed and he collapsed to the ground.

\tThe skunk boy shivered and shook as he tried like hell to get himself up off of the floor. Hours trapped in the restraints under anesthetic had rendered the poor boi barely able to move. Each joint and muscle felt like jelly and his head twisted painfully from the attempts to orient himself.

\tHe had just barely gotten up to his hands and knees when he felt a rather firm footpaw pushing up against his slightly bubbled little butt, shoving him back down on his chest and forcing the still gas masked thing to draw in a thick breath of stiff rubbery air.

\t“Now now, no getting up. Not yet” Ilka cooed. She slowly ran her foot from the nape of his neck down to the poor things tail a few times. Giving the slightest little nudge any time he tried to push himself up. After about a half-dozen attempts Ilka finally chuckled and waved her hands a moment. Two thick rubbery sets of arms grabbing the boy by his and hauling him up to his feet.

\tHe could finally see the woman though the thick darkened lenses of the rubbery mask. A rather pretty, if intimidating figure. Sleep brown fur and silvery clothing that looked so odd in the dark distorted material. Every breath was thick and rubbery. It almost made him feel sick and the lack of any other smells was almost overwhelming. It didn’t help that he woke to a throbbing headache that didn’t seem to go away yet.

\t“Kenna” Ilka said firmly

\t“Online” the AI replied back

\t“Get one of my personal augmentation pods warmed up for me, would you? No preset program. Not yet.” she grinned wide and licked her lips as she gripped the hose and twisted him up. “After all. I did promise my dear brother that I would take some time to know this one first.”

\tEverything was a bit of a haze after that. His arms hurt, his feet didn’t even hit the floor. The poor boy just hung there helpless as he was dragged away from the cube. The whole day had been a blur, or maybe it was more than a day. Really it was hard to tell. The only thing he could remember clearly was a long narrow corridor, strung up by his arms and legs. A few needles, some lights, machines he didn’t recognize. Any specifics were at best a hazy blur.

\tThe wolf teen walked though the small elevator bay and into a proper living room, one more lavish than the poor skunk had ever seen before. Even with his tinted lenses distorting the view he could see thick, plush carpeting that must have felt so good on the older girls bare feet. Solid wood paneling and what looked to be stone tile ceilings. A bright chandler of natural crystals each nainte-altered into its own beautiful surreal LED light twinkled like the vast sea of stars he could see out of the window.

\tHe watched Ilka slip herself onto a voluptuous and slightly overstuffed red velvet couch that sat in the corner where wall and window met. A simple gesture from her paw caused the two holding Dana to move the poor boy in front of her. Another one of the strange blank women, a rabbit, came by with a large bowl of grapes. A bounty of natural fruit Dana couldn’t recall ever seeing before. Not that his memory was really doing the best at the moment regardless.

\tHe did note, however, the blank thick rubber hood that the woman wore. There were holes into her nose, but everything else was utterly covered. The eyes, the mouth, even the ears. Everything looked like it was one solid, molded piece. Making him wonder just how she could get around like that.

\t“Kenna, access any files we have on this little bit of material” the wolf cooed gently. She popped a grape in her mouth and sighed, leaning back as she savored the treat. Her tail hanging off of the couch and flicking softly side to side.

\t“Online. Subject name Danathan Rook. Age: 9 standard Terran. Height 1.395 meters. Weight 44 KG. Race: Mustaloid; Mephitidite. Point of Origin: New Luxemburg station centered on Nova Io. Baseline scans of natural capabilities: sealed, clearance Blue 7. Special conditions met with parameters diverting away from all basic production lines. Diverted to division Director Sean Fergus as per sub routine 447-”

\t“Yes yes that will be all Kenna” she sighed. “I really need to work on her interpersonal skills at some point.” The wolfess took a bit of another grape and sighed. She looked at the boy. The poor helpless shivering thing held tight by two of her own mindless, willess little dolls. Watched his body dangle off the floor, watched his chest heaving softly and his tail waving a bit along the ground. He was docile enough for now, and a bit pretty if she did have to say so, but the whole thing still baffled her some.

\t“Kenna, don’t bother with a crack. That would just alert mother, I‘m sure.” Ilka sighed as she pulled herself up and slowly pawed her way over to the gift. Slowly she worked to unlock the tight little magnetic buckles holding the mask in place. She took her time. Moving with an agonizing slowness and deliberate care. Each latch popping free and dangling for a long moment which simply spurred the poor boy to squirm and shiver.

\tIt was already beginning to feel a bit like the solstice.

\tWhen the last latches finally fell free the mask fell down around his neck, letting the poor skunk gasp in a breath. He was terrified, blushing, and clearly quite confused. The poor boys neck popped a bit as he looked between the two women holding him for a moment. The gas mask was gone but the large, powerful bodies that held him each reeked of the sterile warmth of rubber.

\t“Hello there little one. My name is Ilka, but you may call me Mistress, if you wish.” The teen said as she slowly started to smooth and straighten his hair.

\tShe was the first thing he could smell since waking up here. Something his already strained sinuses got in abundance as they gulped down large gasps of real and relatively chemical-free air. There was an odd mix of scents to her. A twist of flowers and musk and metal that curled around his nostrils and seemed to hit him right in the brain. Almost overpowering the light clinical stench of the rubber.

\tThe bear had smelled too, and while not exactly fully unpleasant it wasn’t something Dana had liked in his short time there. The whole place had a musk, a maleness to it, and was tinged with notes that Dana didn’t like. Not that he liked this situation much either. Having a pretty girl much closer to his age slowly brushing his hair and scratching behind his ears wasn’t exactly disagreeable. But with everything else it wasn’t what he wanted. Not at all.

\tIlka watched him sniff and actually pushed up a bit closer. Her body pressing against his as the smooth, silky yet almost metal-cool touch of the dress rubbed against his own fur. “Aww it’s ok to be scared, little one. It’s more than fine. You got yanked out of line before any real processing could take place. I’m sure You are wondering about quite a few things. Like my little dolls here.” She nodded to the two stiff, rigid things that held him.

\t“I guess so, yeah” he muttered as his voice finally broke. The poor boy shaking and shivering as he struggled to clear his head. “I told the guy from before though, I’m not a slave. I live on a free colony. I had my ID card and everything. I…” he winced as he tried to recall everything that happened. It was still quite a bit of a blur.

\t“Aww silly little boy. I know that. But you’ve already been though processing, so you really are ours regardless. But as I said you don’t have too call me Mistress right now if you don’t want to. I mean it would be awfully polite of you” she giggled “But depending on now things go you might end up doing it soon anyways.

\t“If you don’t let me go, you mean?” he whimpered hopefully.

\t“If I allow you to speak” She corrected “I am sure by now you’ve already seen how I keep most of my normal toys. Yes? They really are very pretty, once they get a proper makeover that is.”

\tDana winced a bit and tugged at the two rubber-clad drones that held him. It wasn’t really much of an attempt to get away, not that he could have managed that anyways in his current state. Even in his semi-addled state these two… things… smacked of wrong to him. So unnatural, lifeless. The idea of a ‘makeover’ sounded scary too. He would probably be sobbing right now if he was hydrated enough for it.

\t“Sadly I don’t think you can really appreciate them yet, dear. Not fully. You might some day, or maybe not. I don’t really know. I don’t really bother asking them what they think about, well, anything” she giggled “Though that does actually bring up a rather interesting point. I mean considering… well” she giggled ‘I don’t think I want to spoil everything just yet. But it would be interesting to get your take on my toys. I mean if you don’t mind, boy.”

\tIt didn’t sound much like a request, and Dana wouldn’t have trusted it even if it was. He looked into the older girls eyes for a long moment and sighed softly as he gave one last desperate tug. The most he could manage trapped and helpless like this. Naturally it was just as fruitless as the last few times.

\tRealizing he couldn’t get anywhere Dana looked the women over slowly. The way she talked about them alone it almost seemed like they should be machines. Hell they might have been. But if so she had apparently chosen to take some very high end replicants and dress them up in some rather odd and revealing cloths. Admittedly as his eyes scanned the two statue-still girl shaped ‘dolls’ as this girl put it he couldn’t help but linger over their curves just a bit. The slight tinge of youthful hormones giving him a small shiver of bashful pleasure. As he scanned the skunk boys eye caught sight of a small, silvery disk protruding from one of the two rubber clad women, even as Ilka reached up and caressed his neck, moving her paw down just below and behind his left ear.

\t“Those are RN-17 jacks…” Dana muttered softly

\t“That’s right” Ilka blinked a bit as she tilted her head “absolutely correct little boy. Most of my base units have those implants.”

\t“But why? I mean, they… they aren’t really that powerful” He winced a bit fully expecting some kind of retribution even as he said it. It was oh so easy to forget just how helpless he was. Surprising considering the hold they had on his arms

\tIlka giggled a bit and shook her head “Well that is true, They are, after all, the baseline model. As you said.”

\t“B-but even for cheap models they aren’t very good. Really slow, really inefficient. T-the cable port is a joke and the processing speed is so slow. I mean if you are going to design something this expensive then why are you installing a jack, a-and a cheap one?”

\tIlka shook her head and sighed as she tussed the boys hair. “Very slow, and very weak dear. Strong wireless though, and that is all that counts. You see my smart little skunkie. I don’t need them to have much in the way of network power. No no not at all. It doesn’t matter too much to me if they can’t stream a video quickly or get access to high end files. What good would it do them?”

\tThe young wolf slipped behind one of her faceless, nameless toys and stroked her hand along the dome slowly. Brushing the blank black rubber as the woman, the thing, just stood there motionless. Her body may as well have been a statue. “Why would I waste resources, waste that kind of beautiful power… on something so weak, so primitive. On… whatever this ones name was. Not that it matters now.”

\t“B-because you already spent the resources on synthetics like this?” he muttered “I mean if you are going to, going to make something like this then it doesn’t make sense to cheap out on the jack…”

\tThe only reply he got was a twisted smile and so many frankly unthinkable implications.

\tDana swallowed hard. He didn’t push things further, just looking at the two again. This all had to be some kind of sick joke, or a misconception or… something.

\t“Still” Ilka murred as she looked him over, letting his clear line of thought just hang in the breeze “it isn’t that I am against giving my little toys upgrades when the situation calls for it. Not that I’ve found much worth it. Though I think that might have just changed… Tell me little boy. Do you have any idea what my brother was doing when he got you?” She cooed running a paw along his chest.

\tDana turned away as best he could and awkwardly tucked his behind the gas mask still swinging from his neck. Doing his best to hide the deep blushing cheeks and look of pure nervous dread from this clearly insane girl. “I… I donno ma’am. He kinda got all touchy feely for a while” he whined ‘a-and then he told me to kiss one of his boys, and I didn’t wanna.” The skunk swallowed hard and tensed a bit.

\tHe was almost cute when he got nervous. “I think he was busy working on a model for a hard nanite. It looked like some kind of worker unit. Precision cutting blades, manipulator pincers. The sensor array looked really detailed for something of that size. Maybe meant for modification or precision repair?” he asked nervously.

\t“Ahh, upgrading his Sisyphus. He really does think that will get him in mothers good graces, doesn’t he?” she sighed “Names turning a bit ironic for my tastes. But it seems to keep him happy. Who am I to judge?” She chuckled softly and ran a paw down to his thigh, looking the poor boy in the eyes. Her free paw gripping his chin and turning his eyes to meet hers. “You are almost right on what they do, and that is impressive little one. Very impressive indeed. It seems I under-estimated you. Though that does not quite change what I have in mind for you, my new little toy.”

\tDana blinked and mmphed a bit as he tried to look away. The poor boy was shaking hard. His arms now twisting and almost wrenching as the two women held him firmly in place. He could feel her paw moving around, feel it stroking and petting along his thigh as she seemed to examine him. Her eyes glued to his face as he twisted and wriggled around helplessly. It felt somewhat better than when the big, rough bear had done it to him before. Feeling that firm yet feminine paw, looking into those blue-green eyes and the little flickering traces of silver within. His nose catching scent of some strange, sweet perfume… it didn’t take long for the soft little shaft between his legs to swell and grow shamefully into place.

\tDana took a few moments trying to pull his legs up. A futile attempt to block the thing from sight with his thighs. An act that did little more than draw laughs from the girl who now slowly inched her paw towards his shameful erection.

\t“Looks like I’m not the only one having fun. For a boy you‘re a bit of a cutie?” she cooed.

\tThe poor boy could feel the teens hand stroking and massaging his little package. His tail fluffing and twisting as it tried to slip past the two women holding him and wrap around his vulnerable little body. He wanted to kick, tired to kick. But with his arms so tired and legs both firmly off the ground it was almost impossible to get enough leverage. The one attempt he made almost throwing his arm out of socket and drawing another giggle from the teen.

\tIlka worked out one small, bright white droplet of pre. Barely anything, but enough. Dana winced and whined as he watched her slowly bring the bead up on her fingertip, and twisted away as best he could for a moment… his whines growing louder as she gripped his muzzle and turned it to face her again.

\tWithin moments the thick, fresh, twisted taste of his own shameful fluids were pushed against his tongue, and the poor boy started to sob softly. Finally going limp.

\t“My dear little Dana, I would like to show you something. Something I think you are going to appreciate, little skunkie” Ilka waved a hand and snapped her fingers. Instantly the two drones dropped the poor boy. His body clearly hurt, but he still wasn’t broken yet. Ilka could see him eyeing the doors carefully. Even if he didn’t seem to notice, or care.

\tIt took a little under a minute before he could finally sprint off for one. Having selected what he thought would be closest to the elevator. He got a good deal of the way across the soft, plush carpet, nearly making his way out of the room before smacking hard into something warm, fleshy, furry, and practically immobile.

\tAnother one of the faceless, willess things stood before him. Barring the exit with her body just as he reached the door back out to the elevator. Without a word, without a sound, it had moved into place and now stood immobile, blocking the dizzy boys head.

\t“Oh my, that was rather close little one. A for effort” Ilka chuckled. Once again Dana was gripped in a tight embrace. His body shaking as the furry slab of willess body and thick rubber picked him up and held him tight. He felt a sharp prick in his back and winced, eyes going blurry again. “Take him down to my lab, I think my brother was right, this one will be quite useful.”

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\tFor the second time in what he hoped was a day, Dana stirred from a painful and drug-induced sleep. His mouth tasted a bit metallic and eyes blurred, but he could feel that the mask was gone and that his body was laid out on full display, resting up against a slightly padded beige surface at the back of what looked like a fancy medical cylinder.

\tThat realization alone was enough to drive the poor nine year old into a frenzy. Thick rubbery restraints had been securely fastened over his arms, legs, chest and neck. All of them did a wonderful job of keeping him firmly in place with his big bushy tail wrapped up to one side.

\tThe fight lasted for quite a long time before he was finally too tired to struggle, and once that happened the wolf girl showed up almost theatrically on-cue.

\t“Ahh. That’s better” Ilka cooed. The medical pod picked up the sounds from outside and synthesized them though the speaker. It was intended to smooth out any sublet notes that might emotionally distress a patient. But most people agreed the slight bit of audio sanitization could often get creepy. Especially at times like this when Ilkas face clearly didn’t match the calm and placid tones. “I was worried that I had ordered too high a dose for you my little skunkie. I’d hate to lose my new doll just as I got a bolt of inspiration.”

\t“Y-you, you really need to let me go” Dana whimpered with as much conviction as he could muster. Even if his body wasn’t so tired it would have been hard to intimidate someone like this. But then even for the normally logical little boy reason had long since abandoned the whole situation.

\tIlka looked at him closely, and then just laughed as she shook her head and patted the pod ponderingly. “Mmmm you are really cute my little skunkie. Very cute indeed. But since you seemed to be quite perceptive when it comes to my little dollies I think it’s only right that I answer all the burning questions I am sure you have.” Ilka walked away from the pod and causally waved her hand in an odd little gesture.

\tDana watched with a mix of horror and stunned amazement as the roof tiles themselves seemed to dissipate and slowly. Falling apart in tiny little snowflake-like chunks and then just as quickly pulling themselves together. Reform and twisting into a rather powerful looking two-pronged mechanical arm. The arm, anchored into the raw metal under the tiles, yanked the pod up and quickly pulled it out of its seating like some horrific amusement park ride.

\tThe movements weren’t really that fluid. Not shocking considering the things whole power source probably had to be magnetic solenoids. In most any other situation the very sight of claytonias would have probably made the poor boys entire year. Now it was barely a tingling afterthought of excitement to tinge the horrific dread he felt with the pod moved up to a window. A window that overlooked a nightmare.

\tThere were dozens of them at least. Rows and rows. Medical bays so much like the one he was in now. All modified and all holding girls and women of all different ages, species, sizes and shapes. All a handful of the pods were empty, and as he watched one of the empty ones it unlatched seemingly on its own and started to swing open.

\t“Now then. I am guessing that a smart cookie like you probably thinks all my girls are just robots. After all a little sex doll isn’t that expensive or hard to make, provided you are just looking for a few basic shapes and functions. But then, if it were that cheap to make them, if the logistics were there, half our company would be shutting down and retooling right now. Shifting over to the better value for our buck. Trust me, the logistics aren’t there.”

\tThe voice was sanitized, but as she said this Ilka leaned up against the window. The reflected face was a twisted mask of lust that even a boy like Dana could fully grasp. He turned his eyes from the wolf girl to the pods as an arm came in from another room holding a naked feline somewhere in early adulthood.

\tThe arm holding the girl moved ever so slowly and carefully along the track. She kicked and shivered and shook as she tired to pull free. The raw terror Dana could see in her movements as she tried everything to get away.

\tIt didn’t seem to do much though. The twisting and turning only serving to harm and even cut her forearms a bit. In the end none of it mattered. A small twitch and she went rag doll. Maybe electricity, maybe drugs. It was clear she was still alive but all fight was gone as the arms simply lowered her into the pod.

\t“oh, did my boy notice something pretty?” the mad wolf murred as she pushed up against the glass. “it’s such a beautiful process isn’t it? Still prototyped, but I do love it so. First we get the little thing all situated and comfy in her pod. Don’t worry. She can still feel everything that’s going on. I wouldn’t want her to miss this.” The wolf murred as a holographic image of the feline he had seen go in zoomed up on the window before him. Dana watching in stunned horror as the feline lay there helpless, shaking, trembling. “Now then the process is still in alpha phase, so I am sure we can trim quite a bit of it down. But the first step is to put in that nice, hard, thick, lovely jack.” Dana watched as a restraint went over the calico cats forehead and the young woman gasped in dazed fear.

\tThere were several ways to install any form of data jack. Generally the most advanced ones worked the same as any other high-end wetware. A nanite injection setting up the architecture within the brain based on blueprints while the patient is kept in a deep rem sleep though artificial induction. Then of course there was the traditional surgical option. More painful, a bit more risky but fine for most professionals. Of course after that…

\tDana watched as the injector arm slowly extended from the tool rack in the pod. A long protrusion stuck out, Not very big, not much more than an inch in length and honestly the size of a primitive nail at best. But considering what was about to happen, Dana knew that was almost too big. The helpless cat girl sobbed and shivered as she struggled. The injector slowly placing up right against her head

\t“Now normally we would just install and keep going.” Ilka said casually as she slipped one paw below her semi-diaphanous gown and slowly started to stroke herself, watching the sight intently. “After all. I don’t care about what they might feel during processing. They are simply raw material after all. But since we have a little one present, I suppose I can give her a bit of a local first. Still, I am guessing you know what is going on, don’t you boy?”

\tDana nodded. He knew all too well. The arm slowly moved and probed around the space just behind and below her left ear. It was scanning with a wide array of sensors to deeply penetrate the brain, it was seeking out an optimal entry point and angle. It was generating a tightly packed vibration field in the instillation gun, in what was really little more than a huge and twisted piercing gun. Dana could only be thankful for the poor woman’s small mercy as the needle for the local hit her, but the loud audible thunk after as the oh so primitive data jack was pushed into the cats head caused the poor boy to wince and look away. After that he almost wished he had not, considering he ended up seeing the tool rack in his own pod. Laying dormant, menacing.

\tHe looked back just in time to see the jack having firmly put itself in place. The painfully primitive device was at least humane in how quick it was, and in the lack of damage. Then again considering what he could guess would come next, it wasn’t really going to be pleasant.

\tThe spike-jack that had just been installed took a few moments to do its work. A coating of nanites slowly integrating neurons and neural pathways around the spike. Rebuilding the brain so that the cheap data jack architecture was now tied intrinsically to it. Dana watched the poor woman struggle and shiver as her mind was slowly put back together and it struggled to cope with the bootup software going though her unwilling and unprepared head.

\tIlka just moaned and slowly pushed her small chest up against the glass. Her fingers dipping deeply between her legs as she raised and wagged her tail happily. Every soft sigh or barely stifled scream just slowly driving another shiver of perverse pleasure out of the wolf as she licked her muzzle and rocked her hips side to side. After a few moments the struggles turned into involuntary spasms and the feline started to go cross-eyed. Tears forming in her eyes, her tongue lulling out, her chest gasping and sucking in air erratically. The rhythm was off and unnatural. At times mechanical and smooth while shifting am moment later to panicked and needy.

\t“Mmm this is the fun part, little one. I could watch this for hours. See her sweet, useless little mind? That cute little peasant? Useless, pathetic, worthless. Mmm that’s when we start to have fun, my dear Dana. The transmitter in the pod is uploading a nice big batch of custom firmware right into her weak little mind. It’s taking everything she is, everything she does, everything she says, and making that cute little body into a perfectly obedient puppet.” Ilka moaned and arched her hips as her claws raked the thick conditioned Corundum window.

\tDana just lay there horrified, unable to look away as the felines body trembled under the weight of the new information. As it heaved and gasped in deep sucking breaths that became more and more steady by the moment. He watched as the pleading, desperate light of absolute horror slowly fade into a soft, neural blank.

\t“Did… you erase her?” the shocked skunk gasped. His mind struggling to process what he had just seen.

\t“Erase? Why would I bother with that, pet?” the psychotic wolf giggled “I mean I could, I suppose. But it really is inefficient. No sense taking up processing power with automatic functions like breathing, and getting rid of that useless former-person inside” Ilka actually giggle-snorted at the word person “mmm yeah that would just be a waste of time. No pretty. At this point the little thing is already getting a nice big download of data. All the commands my custom Kenna needs to properly use my puppets as I want. Granted the jack is slow, like you said. It takes quite a while to upload still and there are some glitches still when a few resist too hard. After all they do know what’s going on in there when they are controlled.. I think anyways” she giggled softly

\t“You… monster” Dana whined. It was the best he could do. Outraged to be sure, horrified. Tears staining those poor green eyes. But with the restraints and the cruel mad girl still slowly jilling herself off to the sight of some poor woman being turned to a passenger in her own body, what could he do?

\tSlowly the arm moved the pod back into place and set him down on the frame once more. He watched it slowly pull back onto the ceiling and then tried to turn his attention to Ilka, hoping to god she would just finish what she was doing and go away for now.

\tShe did finish, but it wasn’t quick. Long and slow. Seeming to savor every second. She licked and kissed the glass while watching the many rows of girls each in different various states of ‘processing’. By the time she had finished and was coming back to Dana, the poor boy had almost passed out. The only thing stopping him was a small stimulant hypo from the medical tools to his left. An injection he worryingly didn’t notice.

\t“Mmmm that was, invigorating” The wolf girl moaned. She slowly licked her claws lean as she leaned up against the pod and chuckled softly “That was to be your fate dear. Key word, was. But I think I’m going to take a chance on you. You might be a bit more valuable to me than some silly, simple dolly. Gods, I think I can even return my brother a bit of the favor.” She giggled as she all but straddled the pod.

\t“Please, no. Don’t” Dana sobbed as he tried to tug at the restraints. The poor little skunk had seen far too much by this point. He just wanted to go home, see his… whoever he left behind. To… something. His mind quickly reached for memories he found hard to pull out. To a life that was somehow on the tip of his brain.

\tIlka smirked knowingly. Her grin just grew as she licked the glass of his pod and whispered two words that he knew had to be slathered in lust and cruelty “Initial processing”

\tIt said enough. And all Dana could do was sob as he looked on. His body shaking like a leaf.

\t“Kenna, can you synthesize a batch of brothers Sisyphus? Whatever strain is currently the most stable and functional. Nothing risky now. Just something that will work for what I need.”

\t“Processing… Processing complete” the AI voice chimed in rather flatly.

\t“Good. I am setting desired presets now. I would like one dose to my new little test subject here, and prepare a Mk 8 Gibson, and a short list of optimal companion wetware if you please. Nothing intrusive. All integral and compatible. All is to meet with my final approval.”

\t“Confirmed. Processing requisition now. The request may take several hours to process. Many parts require transit from Ring 3 Warehouse. Estimated delivery in 6 hours.”

\t“Fast track it, what’s the use of nepotism if you have to wait around” she scoffed shaking her head. “now then Danathan. I am going to reshape you, rebuild you from the ground up. I can see a bit of something in you. If I’m right, It’s something I can use. If not…” she licked her lips and moaned “Well if I am not then it will be nice to see how hard I have to bend before you twist into what I want, now won’t it?”

\tDana sniffled and sobbed hard. His body shaking. Too weak and too helpless to even fight back at this point. He blinked a moment as something seemed to shift under him. The poor boy feeling something thick, slick and rubbery slowly sliding and pushing against his unprotected tail hole.

\tThe boy screamed and tried to pull up. He looked into those blue green, cyber-laced eyes and wrinkled his nose into the most hateful and fearful face he could. “Y-you’re a monster!” he sobbed.

\t“That’s You’re a Monster… Mistress” the wolf cooed back.

\tHe barely noticed as the long hypo with a vial of thick blue liquid moved its way up to his neck. The pain and pressure as his anal virginity was robbed form him distracting the poor boy as the hypo bit, and the contents of the thing flooded his unprotected body.

\tIt wasn’t the pain Dana had expected, not at all. He had expected something that would produce raw, searing agony or rip every single muscle and neuron from his control. Considering what the nanites looked like and what they came equipped with he could already feel the colony of little machines washing though him and slowly spreading out though his neck into the rest of his body.

\tThe fucking did hurt. The seemingly pointless dildo that rammed in and out of his tight little ass drew a small sob that seemed to break up any concentration he may have had. By this point though the slicked shaft seemed to add a few layers of unwanted pleasure as it rubbed and ground over his nerves, the little machines slowly making him grow more aware of everything he touched. Every sensation, every texture, every little tremble of his flesh and blood almost unnervingly real. This went double for the shaft that forced its way deep and rough into his little insides. The skunks tail wraggling and waving around banging into whatever it could out of sheer, hopeless frustration.

\tThe sweet, immature little skunk squirmed and shivered, whined and bucked as he tried his damnedest to pull away from the hard fucking dildo. The thing seemed to overpower his thoughts, and he struggled to stop thinking about it, even as it seemed to be getting bigger and bigger.

\tExcept it wasn’t.

\tAs he finally opened his tear-stained eyes Dana could see so many things changing, shifting. The pod seemed bigger, and his legs started to itch, started to ripple, started to shift ever so slightly in shape and tone.

\tThe panicked realization hit him and Dana started to scream. He begged, pleaded, sobbed to be let out even as his body began to shrink. He felt his rib cage twitch and itch as well as it seemed to shift. Feeling almost like it was made of plastic with each breath. The hair on his chest got bushier and his body itself started to narrow, the curves shifting around as his once flat little butt took on a bit more of a curve.

\t“Please, don’t… don’t do this.” the boy gasped as he shook his head. Hair, smooth silky hair, slowly streaming down his face and over his teary eyes.

\tDana didn’t need to see the rest. It was all too painfully obvious. He could feel his chest itch as the barest hints of budding breasts began to form. Feel his growing rump clutch the now seemingly-bigger shaft as his tail thrashed about. A tail whose fur got more narrow, smoother, silky-shiny.

\tThen it reached down between his legs. The whole feeling striking down and centering in on that one point.

\tThe itch was almost unbearable at that point. What little thrashing and squirming and screaming the poor boy could muster poured out of him in spades convulsing as his boyhood slowly, almost teasingly shrank away before his foggy teary eyes. As his, her, body slowly shifted in form and shape that last little bit.

\tDana could feel her head getting oh so foggy as she tried to come to terms with this. The shaft still thrusting away mechanically now barely an after thought to her shaking, painfully shifted body.

\t“Good.” Ilka giggled ‘It seems brothers little pets have taken root. Readings show the colony is all ready. Don’t worry sweetie. You just got one hell of an upgrade.”

\tDana looked up at Ilka and sobbed as the wolf woman ran a finger teasingly along the pod. “What did you… how… Why?” The newly minted girl sobbed as she felt the shaft finally, mercifully, stop. She lay there helpless and sobbing. Her chest heaving a bit and tears dripping down her cheeks as she tried to wrap her mind around what happened.

\t“I told you, pet” Ilka murred “I don’t like boys. Kenna. What is the ETA on that arrival?”

\t“Two hours and twenty three minutes, Mistress. Express courier. A full catalogue pod is being delivered. You may begin selecting the cybernetics suite at your leisure.

\t“Excellent” Ilka murred as she licked along the small pod lid once more “You make such a pretty girl, Dana. Best of all until I decide otherwise, you’re set in this physical form. Those little beauties my brother is cooking up are some rather advanced little beauties. Though I have turned off the pain enhancers and dialed back on the sleep replacement. I’m not quite the sadist he is.” She giggled teasingly.

\tWith that the wolf girl just stood and waved her hand forming a simple holographic display with Danas body, her new body, at the center.

\t“Secondary data repository… yes. Cybereyes… I think we can splurge on a pretty new color. Ohhh I didn’t know these were out yet” Ilka whistled happily to herself as she slowly scrolled though the list of enhancements as she slowly started to walk off. Leaving the boy, now girl, to shiver and finally pass into merciful darkness.

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