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Then again he didn’t really understand the apparent controversy either.\n\n\tRaven looked over at the game shop window as he passed it. Bits of a poster, a silvery masked feline with a whip standing up front and center taking up most of the surface. He caught a bit of it, but most of it was blocked off. Hidden, inexplicably, by parents an young adults on duty.\n\n\tIt made him curious. For some reason it bugged him that nobody would really talk about what was so bad with the ads. It wasn’t bloody, he sure as hell knew that. Raven nabbed up the theme pack for the set the second the transmission came in and already had one of the pictures printed off as a poster. Some cool looking warrior lady in leather armor with swords chained to her wrists, looking up from a kneeling position at a dark, shrouded throne.\n\n\tIf things had been different perhaps he would have stayed and walked in. Maybe even have a few battles or see if any old parts he wanted were on discount.\n\n\tInstead the bunny boy pulled himself away and ran quickly down the path back towards home.\n\n\tHe ran in the house just long enough to toss his pad down on the couch and kick his shoes off before running around into the back. His fathers greenhouse sat at the center of their allotted yard. A large domed aeroponic structure two stories tall and totally transparent. Fruits, vegetables, krill and algae tanks. Even his fathers prized tea bushes. A highly advanced hybrid whose leaves almost all stood as viable. Growing back quickly and drying readily to produce a very aromatic blend that his dad often mixed with mint and juniper.\n\n\tThe bunny did his best not to look at the bushes as he came in. He was hopeful his father wouldn’t force him to pick any today. Even the extra allowance wasn’t worth something that tedious.\n\n\t“Hey Kiddo.” The older rabbit laughed as he looked up from his work. A small pair of snips held firmly in hand as he fawned over a small banzai tree.\n\n\t“Hey dad. I figured I’d check and see if you need any help.”\n\n\t“Uh huh.” Aki chuckled with a small smirk “Any reason you’re here and not helping your mom?”\n\n\t“Oh come on dad. You know I like spending time with you. I just wanted to see if we could hang out a bit. You know. A lil father son bonding time.”\n\n\tAki gazed at the boy with the best stern gaze his bemusement would allow.\n\n\t“Ok, the part printer went on the fritz and mom is stuck until she can get ahold of the colony chairman. She needs ration authorization moved over so they can print off the replacement parts from someone else.”\n\n\tHis father nodded sagely and chuckled just a bit “I see. Well I’m glad you ‘decided’ to spend some time with your old man. Now then why don’t you help me with the fruit a bit? Get a good batch and what doesn’t go to my research might end up as smoothie tonight.”\n\n\tRaven nodded and got the simple carbon fiber ladder sitting up against the side of the greenhouse. He climbed up to the upper layer where narrow strips of high-yield micro berry bushes and runners rested against a small foam pad. The bunny hung a bucket off of the ladder and started to pick the fruits with as much care as a boy his age could manage. Damaging far fewer plants than he used to.\n\n\t“So, uh, dad. I gotta ask. Do you know why everyone is hanging out around Mr. Castle’s shop?” Raven finally managed as he layered in straw berries and pine berries, each one thudding into the bucket. \n\n\tAki smirked and walked up beside his son, reaching up and examining a few of the berries. He plucked three of each and put them all in plastic sample cubes for later, all but announcing to Raven that he was basically picking dessert. “Are people still out there?” the man said with an uneasy laugh. “I rather figured it was almost too late for them to be causing any fuss about this.”\n\n\t“Yeah no they’re still out there dad.” Raven muttered ‘I mean I wasn’t going to go in the shop anyways but they were all gathered around the window and they all seemed pretty mad.”\n\n\t“Yes I know.” Aki nodded “Your mother and I were discussing it last night actually. It came up flagged on the data stream when you downloaded that promo pack.”\n\n\tRaven blinked and tilted his head as he looked down. One of the precious berries almost falling from his fingertips. “Wait you guys are spying on me?”\n\n\t“Simple monitoring processes in the house AI, Raven. It’s what responsible parents do. There is some content that needs to be filtered at least until you are old enough to handle it.”\n\n\tThe tween boy turned and sat on the ladder looking down at his father. “Old enough to handle what, dad? I mean it’s a really different set but I didn’t see like any blood or things like that. I’m pretty sure they wouldn’t try that again.”\n\n\t“What do you mean again?” His father asked\n\n\t“Well apparently, about one hundred and six years ago, there was a set that was put out aimed to cater to…”\n\n\t“ok ok I don’t want to know.” Aki sighed “It isn’t bloody. I’ll grant you that. But it is… suggestive.”\n\n\t“Suggestive?”\n\n\t“Yes, Suggestive. Moreso than most people on this colony are used to. We have a certain standard of morals and ethical behaviors we like to uphold and for some people some of the advertisements have gotten us a bit, I guess you could say on edge.”\n\n\tRaven shook his head as he leaned forward on the ladder. His tail wiggling idly behind him as he snuck a berry into his mouth.\n\n\tHis father looked at the boy awkwardly and sighed a bit “it’s something that you really should not understand until you’re older. Admittedly this isn’t the first time this has been a problem. Sometimes with products like this the people producing them want to make the men and women look… enticing…attractive. In ways we really don’t approve of here.”\n\n\t“I still don’t get it.” Raven muttered “Like too pretty or something?”\n\n\t“This is probably a talk best had with your mother present. We both need to be synched on this sort of issue. The problem is that usually when this happens the company responsible will tone things down a bit to meet the more modest standards of our community… put on a bigger shirt here. Reshape a more voluptuous body there. Simple things. Things that make us all feel… comfortable.”\n\n\t“Oh you mean like when a girl has big boobies in a bikini!” Raven said as his eyes lit in realization.\n\n\t“Gahh. Son where did you learn to talk like that? Honestly.”\n\n\t“Sorry dad. You know kids at school talk some times.” Raven said as he rubbed the back of his head awkwardly “But I mean come on. It’s not like I’d be using any of those parts right? Anything I get is either going to be for Starduster or some secondary build. That’s all. Besides why would I want a battler in a bikini or something? That just sounds dumb.”\n\n\tAki sighed in relief as he heard this. “We kind of figured. That is why your mother and I have agreed to let you get parts from this set, provided you let us check them over every once in a while. I don’t care if it messes up your build, Mister. There will be some level of decorum around here.”\n\n\t“No prob dad. It’s not like they can shift my build that much is it? At most maybe some new leg parts or a cooler tail. You know Kangaroo Rat tails are really hard to find even in the older part bins.”\n\n\t“I know.” His father sighed with a smile “I guess the town is just in a bit of a panic. It’s a rather big deal. I don’t know what Global Mirage was doing putting out something so… scandalous.”\n\n\t“They rushed this whole thing out, Dad. I think they are just trying to impress the new boss. Don’t worry. I’m sure it’ll all be fine.” Raven nodded slipping another berry free of its hull and munching it brazenly.\n\n-----------------------------\n\n\tDrone 002 woke slowly. Blank blue eyes staring at the wall where she had been stood for droning eternal hours. Inside there was Vikki. The core of what she was. The trapped, helpless, hopeless little plaything that Mistress and her love had only recently acquired.\n\n\tYet that was not what drove this new body of hers. A body aching as it stood still. Every slight muscle movement mechanically regulated from her terrible new brain. A body that forced her to take long slow breaths of horribly artificial air though her gas mask tube. A prisoner in the meat that no longer belonged to her.\n\n\tVikki was aware of dreams, nightmares really. Not her own. She knew that much. She felt like she’d just spent the past few days watching someone else going though some kind of personal hell. Unable to look away or drive the horrific images out of her head. \n\n\tVikki whined a bit as she felt her muted, rubbery hand slowly sliding between her legs. Fingers slowly slipping in with a smooth, mechanical motion. Slowly and carefully probing and teasing at those needy rubbery folds.\n\n\tIt all felt so good. It all conformed to her proper function. Three digits slowly pushing past the shiny rubbery folds until they touched her latex-clad hymen. The thick coating over that innocent little barrier was so strong and pronounced. Not just some kind of protection or coating, it was almost as if it mocked her. She rubbed her middle finger against the rubbery shell as noises started to play into her ears. Into her mind.\n\n\t“Sister is awake” a familiar voice announced happily over the strange and unintelligible feedback words ringing though Vikkis head.\n\n\t“Yes.” Came her own mechanical reply. Vikkis voice felt constrained, controlled. It was the sound of her voice but not her speaking. At least not the her that was stuck silently watching and feeling all of this take place. \n\n\t“Sister had a nice rest.” The other voice stated more than asked. “Her processing power was put to use cataloguing the current production line processes of Mistress’ personal dolls. Did unit 002 perform adequately?”\n\n\tVikki felt a tail bag slipping around her and choked back on a moan. Her jolting body nearly breaking that barrier. Gods how she wanted it to break that barrier. Her own terror seeming almost supplanted by a coldly artificial lust.\n\n\tShe watched the source of the words all but prance out before her. Dana. Sister. Initial prototype. These facts and so many others jumped into the poor fox girls altered mind though the heavy augments now placed within. \n\n\t“Drone 002 loves sister.”\n\n\t“This drone assists Sister”\n\n\t“This drone worships Mistress”\n\n\t“In love with Sister”\n\n\t“Sister is so pretty”\n\n\tOnce again the barrage of words and thoughts hammered her head and Vikki was left with no choice but to listen and accept the data. She looked at the beautiful purple and black skunk girl that she loved. That she had to love. After all, just like her Dana was made to suffer “Vikki is made to suffer”, Dana was meant to obey “Vikki is meant to obey”, and naturally Dana was not a person. “Vikki is not a person”\n\n\tIn spite of the synthesized nature of her voice the declaration of that forced fact drew a loud moan. Those rubber fingers finally pushing into her painfully contorted hips as Vikki felt that hymen pop under the pressure and strain.\n\n\tThe little drone felt so odd. So needy and horny. The constant flow of noise made her feel so utterly degraded and shameful which only made the problem worse. Not to mention the jolt of uncontrollable excitement she felt just looking at the pretty skunk. Watching. Feeling that same arousal and need as the lovely little doll stood there. \n\n\tVikki needed to cum, and Dana could not. Just as mistress Willed it.\n\n\tThe two counterparts pushed their small chests up together and pushed up on the tips of those ballet heels. Vikki felt her counterpart move in perfect synchronization with her as the two rubbery bodies writhed and wriggled against each other. Dana’s hand covering her chaste folds while Vikki wonderfully, painfully felt her own hand forcing her trapped little mind into a flood of humiliation-spiced orgasms. The two domed, faceless, willess rubber dolls staring as lovingly s two sets of blank lenses could into each others eyes.\n\n\tIn the end all the little fox could do was endure the things she was subjected to. Writhe and wriggle in the forced pleasure and modest erotic pain as a system greater than her, Greater than Dana, moved and wriggled their two little puppet bodies in a well calculated pattern. A quick, twitchy little pattern that seemed far more like two girls trying to play at being kinky dolls rather than the two precision tools they had now become.\n\n\tAll the while The pretty fox could feel the same system creeping into her trapped little mind just as it controlled her body. She loved Sister. She loved Dana. Even if they both knew the love was programmed and forced. Just a little contrivance to fit Mistress’ whims. \n\n\tMoreover she loved Mistress. Even that momentary thought of the young woman gave the fox a giddy little flash of schoolgirl crush. Her fingers got a bit rougher. She wanted them to be rougher if Mistress were to show up. Slaves didn’t deserve gentleness. That flat little rump wiggled along and instantly Dana matched the same awkward kiddie pseudo-rhythm. She had to look cute, look awkward, look usable to Mistress. Then maybe she’d get attention. Be used. Be useful.\n\n\tGods did Vikki want to be useful. Even with the knowledge that it wasn’t really her own desires. The feelings were still so strong.\n\n\tUnit 001, Dana, seemed to pick up on this. Of course she did. The two little minds were linked after all. The pretty skunk brought her sisters attention to the internal cameras where Mistress and her love were walking though the hallways towards the lab where the two little rubber dolls had been stationed. That giddy little schoolgirl crush grew as both drones sweetly touched and rubbed their nose tips together. Dana now starting to match the rubbing and thrusting even as her own body prevented her from anything more than trapped, hopeless lust.\n\n\tMistress Ilka walked in and both units instantly swooned in a wonderful mix of terror and bliss.\n\n\t“Well now it seems you two little cuties are having fun with each other aren’t you?” The wolfess laughed as she walked into the room. She wore her typical dress, a simple evening gown made of the same silver claytronics she used for seemingly everything. Her scrawny body swaying with an elegance it only mostly projected.\n\n\t“You know little Dana. I was quite cross when I found out you had acted on your own initiative. I find it rather worrying that a little plaything thinks it knows Mistress’ heart enough to take such actions.” The wolf growled a bit as she moved up next to the two and took the blank purple and black skunk girl by the chin. Tilting it to one side and looking into her eyes “But then your enhancements were intended to make you more… dynamic. Weren’t they? You were created without foolish fears of singularity. Just like my Hrathna. Recognition of superiority, of what is useful and functional over the crude biological Puritanism that keeps so much of the galaxy at bay.”\n\n\tThe wolf murred and let go of that chin. She watched her two playthings mimic the shy, sweet nuzzling once more and grinned as they danced on their invisible strings for her.\n\n\t“Allright you two, that’s enough. You can both play kissy face later. Though it does seem you are getting close now doesn’t it?” she giggled.\n\n\tBoth drones stood firmly at attention. Chests out, ramrod straight, blank little dolls without a shred of motion to them. “Yes Mistress” they said in unison though those synthesized voices.\n\n\t“Oh yes. And you 002? Vikki, wasn’t it? How do you feel? Not too upset at your pretty sister for capturing you? For converting you?”\n\n\t“No Mistress. This unit loves her sister.” Vikki felt herself saying. Worse, she felt it. She meant it. Even if she didn’t wish to. “Material Vikki was obsolete. Worthless. She served no function to Mistress in that state. It was far more logical that she be converted as painfully and shamefully as possible.”\n\n\tIlka nodded her approval and giggled softly ‘Correct. Though I would expect no less after your conversion.” the wolf growled. She ran her finger slowly along the fox girls pelvis and slowly stroke her still slick folds. That finger running up to rub along the now reformed and once again covered hymen “You know Hrafna has been quite fond of you both, but I think she takes a bit more shin to you, 002. Do you know why that may be?” \n\n\t“I live to please Mistress, and her lover, and Sister.” Vikki said as she trembled just a bit. Another jolt of arousal hit her as she said the words and the urge to touch herself was almost painful. If the poor girl wasn’t this horrible monstrosity she would probably be on her knees with her fingers back between her legs right now with the feelings sweeping over her.\n\n\t“In that fucking order” Ilka growled. She looked at Dana a moment and grinned softly “This unit seems to be taking her conditioning well. I’m pleased. It was a smart call to let you design the parameters.” She chuckled.\n\n\t“Mistress’ drone protocols establish that all baseline drones are to be blank and uniform. Material personality preserved and kept aware for the purposes of… amusement.” Dana moaned the word though her synthetic voice “The L.A.D.I project follows these same protocols. This unit has simply adjusted parameters for the increased processing load and responsibility.” Cold as the words were there was an almost innocent note of sadism to that synthetic voice. “Additional adjustments were made based on the Hrafna and Dana prototypes to further the suffering of material consciousness. Integration of forced emotions and ideas has been allowed just enough to maximize the desired responses and alter mental states in favorable ways.”\n\n\tThe wolf woman grinned ear to ear at that and nodded her head in approval. She looked between the two and shivered just a bit with the self satisfaction she felt. “I see. Well then I suppose that means I should be able to start assigning you two some real tasks, something a bit more complex than the admittedly wonderful task of converting my worthless little castoffs into useful trinkets.” Ilka was practically wagging her tail in excitement. Constraints of social decorum and proper, ladylike behavior cast of as always in the privacy of her own domain.\n\n\tShe snapped her fingers and in walked Hrafna. The rat girl currently sporting a mop of black and turquoise hair with a curl covering half her face. The scrawny girl strolling in with a bit of a pout as she took her place at her owners side. “So is there a reason we have to do this here instead of the bedroom? You know it’s hard to get the leverage I need to make these things cry without some kind of special attention” The artificial rat humped to herself.\n\n\t“You know they only cry because that is where I set the sensation threshold for them to do so.” Ilka sighed\n\n\t“Yeah? Then why’d you set it so high?” Hrafna pouted. Her only answer a rather cheap grin from her Mistress.\n\n\t“If we are quite done with the little relationship spat over crying dolls” Ilka sighed before grinning softly and glancing to the two of them “I need these two kept in here for now. The connection to the station computers is stronger. But I still have something of a surprise for you. A reward for them, and a little bit of pampering for my spoiled little love.”\n\n\t“W-wait, really?” Hrafna blushed. She looked off to the side with a pout trying to hide how obviously flattered she was “you know you don’t have to spoil me, Mistress” she muttered\n\n\t“Oh I’m well aware. But then it’s my prerogative. Besides this will be fun. All you have to do is use the two little toys, and in particular, fuck the little fox.” \n\n\tThe two advanced drones started to shuffle and squirm in that pre-programmed facsimile of nervousness stuck in their heads. Translating as much shy nervousness, forced anticipation and hidden fear as one could in such tight wrappings. All meant to help stimulate the twisted rat construct.\n\n\tHrafna blinked a bit and walked up towards the two. She took a deep breath and licked her lips slowly, looking over the newer of the two drones. She had been using Vikki quite often already. Had been quite pleased with her body, such as it was now. Even more so with the subtle notes of displeasure she got out of the utterly controlled little rubber doll. \n\n\tVikki shivered as she looked up at the gothy rat girl. Something about those eyes made her feel so confused and conflicted. An unease she simply could not shake as the rat took her place between the girls.\n\n\t“Kneel, dolls” Hrafna moaned as she bit her lip and giggled. Both girls knelt in perfect unison. Necks straight, hands on their knees and legs apart. Both looking up at her and staying totally still, ready for use. \n\n\tThe rat murred happily and licked her lips as she sent a little mental command. Both girls felt their rubber starting to slowly move inwards. Feeling the coating in their mouths and throats growing thicker an spreading, feeling it tighten and stiffen. They both went rigid in primal panic. Air no longer getting to their lungs. \n\n\t“Mmm you know there is a point I wanted to make with the two of you, and I’m wondering if that enhanced processing power is enough to get the point home.” Hrafna giggled softly “But for now let me lay down the rules of my little game? You two are sex toys, and you breath when I am done Cumming. Simple as that. You want your little tubes back?” she asked as she detached the one from Vikkis mouth as the one in Danas simply fell out. The wrapping around Vikkis muzzle starting to spread her jaw painfully open “Then you both better hope you are pleasing to me.”\n\n\tDana was fist, her nice, smooth domed head grabbed by the rough construct as she yanked it forwards and right between those flat ass cheeks. The skunk girl mmphed and struggled around helplessly as she felt herself already struggling for air. She shivered and shuddered as her face pushed itself in firmly and her tongue started to slowly, rhythmically lick an caress around the rat-constructs tight little pucker. It was such a shameful task. Embarrassing, humiliating. She knew it would get far worse before things were done.\n\n\tIn spite of that, because of that, her paw drifted down between her legs. Rubbing and fondling impotently at her folds as she licked and caressed that shameful opening. Her blank little face remaining firmly pressed where it belonged.\n\n\tHrafna grinned and giggled a bit. It was always such fun putting the little skunk down where she belonged. Yet she really was enjoying the abuse she heaped on this little fox too. She watched the little muzzle strain open. Looked at the pretty black-covered tongue and pushed her thick rat shaft down on it. Letting a bit of pre ooze out. \n\n\tMuch like her sense of touch Vikki found the taste present but torturously muted. A hollow echo of something she needed, though didn’t perhaps want, dribbling down and pooling into her stomach as the shaft rolled against her muzzle and lips.\n\n\tVikki looked up at the figure and shuddered softly. Her muzzle straining and aching as she felt the thick shaft starting to push its way in. It was agonizing. Even without the way her lungs seemed to ache the feeling of being violated so slowly and utterly was such a weight on the little vixens mind. \n\n\tIt was a reminder that she was a toy, a doll. That wonderful, terrible reality that she was nothing more than an object to be used. An object that was being used. \n\n\t“Cum sock”\n\n\t“Ona hole”\n\n\t“Sex Doll”\n\n\t“Big Sis’ fuckmeat”\n\n\tThat one made Vikki whimper a bit. A whimper her body actually seemed to translate for once as the odd noise choked itself around the shaft. Her eyes were locked on to the cute gothy rat face. Yet with each little thrust the gagging drone could almost see something in that face. Something familiar. Hear something familiar in the voice that kept repeating the horrible words into her mind.\n\n\tNaturally Vikki and Dana were soon in a rhythm. Both fingering each other in identical ways as they took turns pushing and bucking themselves up against Hrafnas body. All three of them, the drones and the synthetic, all seemed to keep wonderfully perfect time with each other.\n\n\tVikki’s head raced. The lack of oxygen probably should have made her pass out by now, if not worse. Every part of her enhanced body screamed for deep rubbery sterile breaths from her hose. Hell any breath would do. Still she held herself firm for every thrust.\n\n\tWith no real control over her body and the horrible pain of needing air running though her once more Vikki was helpless to do much more than scream and shiver as she finally started to bring herself to orgasm. A sharp, twitching, twinging release accompanied almost simultaneously by a thick flood of strong, musky fluids flowing down her throat and deep into her gut.\n\n\tEven that trapped little mind felt a bit dazed at that point. Her thoughts swimming as that rubbery hand worked towards another orgasm. In the haze the white furred rat started to blur and twist in her vision \n\n\tSister\n\n\tHrafna blinked and shuddered as she looked down at the black covered toy. Looking into those blue lenses with a contemptuous little snarl.\n\n\t“Mmmm look at that. Does someone like Big sis’ spunk you dirty little gym sock?” The rat growled loudly as her toes curled. The shaft started to twitch and tremble more with each thrust. Her rat shaft, already long and thick and narrow, starting to plump and swell at the base. A warm veiny knot swelling to life right inside Vikkis cheeks.\n\n\tThe drone girl gagged own the flow of synthetic sperm as her dazed head tried to push her body on more, tried to get closer, tried to at least wrap one arm around her. Sister. Veronica. Her big sister. Vikki looked up into the pretty gold eyes that she knew her sister had. She shivered and felt the familiar warmth. She felt like that familiar scent was all but waiting to flood her sinuses if only the thick shaft, Veronica’s shaft, wasn’t lodged down her throat.\n\n\tIt was enough though. Vikki just went limp and let her already agonized drone body hump itself on the shaft that had knotted her. For the moment any shred of resistance had melted away as she reveled in the closeness of her beloved sibling. The little drone almost seemed to perk as she just went limp allowing herself to be fucked, to be used, to be enjoyed so utterly. \n\n\tAfter all she loved her sisters. Loved Ronni, loved Dana. Most of all though she loved Mistress\n\n\tAs if she had a choice.\n\n---\n\n\t“That was a very cleaver catch you made there little Dana.” Ilka murred happily as she patted the domed thing on the head. She sat in her lab chair with Dana on her lap, the two watching as Hrafna, now in the guise of a teenage fox girl, railed and degraded the other drone.\n\n\t“Once unit 002 was connected to your systems, Mistress, her life was open and available to me. As you force me to watch and… enjoy… the suffering of the material personality within your lover, I discovered rather quickly that the two were related.”\n\n\tThe skunk girl let out a synthetic little giggle and murred with her tail waiving back and forth behind her. Legs kicking contently while her attention turned to the continued display of the two enslaved siblings.\n\n\t“Well it is quite cute. I always say it’s best to ensure a family sticks together. It’s always a bit cathartic to have a matched set of drones I find. Though I’m wondering if Mother would not like their mother as a gift. I don’t think I’d have any specialized use for her and a simple droning seems so anti-climactic.”\n\n\t“I can arrange for her arrest and processing if you wish, Mistress” Dana said eagerly\n\n\t“No, no dear I think I’d like to handle that myself.” the wolfess churred “I have a more important job for you and your little foxy sister. Your little L.A.D.I project is quite worthy of one such as myself. Perhaps I should use it to keep an eye on some of my more sensitive schemes.”\n\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "By Design: Precipice

By TerraMGP

\tProtestors. Ever since the announcement it seemed, and Raven still couldn’t figure out why.

\tIt was a big release. Far bigger than he had anticipated. Not just a new set. New formats, updated firmware, possibly even a new item slot if the rumor mill was to be believed. There was a bit of talk about raising the level cap too. The bunny didn’t buy that. Last time they did that his mom was still seeing competitive play and even then it was not really seen as much beyond a way to breath life into new parts.

\tThe one bad part about the whole thing, if there was anything bad, was the sudden release date. Considering the interstellar release schedule and how long it normally took to make a set it seemed like it was rather crazy to put out something new with such a short advertising schedule. Then again he didn’t really understand the apparent controversy either.

\tRaven looked over at the game shop window as he passed it. Bits of a poster, a silvery masked feline with a whip standing up front and center taking up most of the surface. He caught a bit of it, but most of it was blocked off. Hidden, inexplicably, by parents an young adults on duty.

\tIt made him curious. For some reason it bugged him that nobody would really talk about what was so bad with the ads. It wasn’t bloody, he sure as hell knew that. Raven nabbed up the theme pack for the set the second the transmission came in and already had one of the pictures printed off as a poster. Some cool looking warrior lady in leather armor with swords chained to her wrists, looking up from a kneeling position at a dark, shrouded throne.

\tIf things had been different perhaps he would have stayed and walked in. Maybe even have a few battles or see if any old parts he wanted were on discount.

\tInstead the bunny boy pulled himself away and ran quickly down the path back towards home.

\tHe ran in the house just long enough to toss his pad down on the couch and kick his shoes off before running around into the back. His fathers greenhouse sat at the center of their allotted yard. A large domed aeroponic structure two stories tall and totally transparent. Fruits, vegetables, krill and algae tanks. Even his fathers prized tea bushes. A highly advanced hybrid whose leaves almost all stood as viable. Growing back quickly and drying readily to produce a very aromatic blend that his dad often mixed with mint and juniper.

\tThe bunny did his best not to look at the bushes as he came in. He was hopeful his father wouldn’t force him to pick any today. Even the extra allowance wasn’t worth something that tedious.

\t“Hey Kiddo.” The older rabbit laughed as he looked up from his work. A small pair of snips held firmly in hand as he fawned over a small banzai tree.

\t“Hey dad. I figured I’d check and see if you need any help.”

\t“Uh huh.” Aki chuckled with a small smirk “Any reason you’re here and not helping your mom?”

\t“Oh come on dad. You know I like spending time with you. I just wanted to see if we could hang out a bit. You know. A lil father son bonding time.”

\tAki gazed at the boy with the best stern gaze his bemusement would allow.

\t“Ok, the part printer went on the fritz and mom is stuck until she can get ahold of the colony chairman. She needs ration authorization moved over so they can print off the replacement parts from someone else.”

\tHis father nodded sagely and chuckled just a bit “I see. Well I’m glad you ‘decided’ to spend some time with your old man. Now then why don’t you help me with the fruit a bit? Get a good batch and what doesn’t go to my research might end up as smoothie tonight.”

\tRaven nodded and got the simple carbon fiber ladder sitting up against the side of the greenhouse. He climbed up to the upper layer where narrow strips of high-yield micro berry bushes and runners rested against a small foam pad. The bunny hung a bucket off of the ladder and started to pick the fruits with as much care as a boy his age could manage. Damaging far fewer plants than he used to.

\t“So, uh, dad. I gotta ask. Do you know why everyone is hanging out around Mr. Castle’s shop?” Raven finally managed as he layered in straw berries and pine berries, each one thudding into the bucket.

\tAki smirked and walked up beside his son, reaching up and examining a few of the berries. He plucked three of each and put them all in plastic sample cubes for later, all but announcing to Raven that he was basically picking dessert. “Are people still out there?” the man said with an uneasy laugh. “I rather figured it was almost too late for them to be causing any fuss about this.”

\t“Yeah no they’re still out there dad.” Raven muttered ‘I mean I wasn’t going to go in the shop anyways but they were all gathered around the window and they all seemed pretty mad.”

\t“Yes I know.” Aki nodded “Your mother and I were discussing it last night actually. It came up flagged on the data stream when you downloaded that promo pack.”

\tRaven blinked and tilted his head as he looked down. One of the precious berries almost falling from his fingertips. “Wait you guys are spying on me?”

\t“Simple monitoring processes in the house AI, Raven. It’s what responsible parents do. There is some content that needs to be filtered at least until you are old enough to handle it.”

\tThe tween boy turned and sat on the ladder looking down at his father. “Old enough to handle what, dad? I mean it’s a really different set but I didn’t see like any blood or things like that. I’m pretty sure they wouldn’t try that again.”

\t“What do you mean again?” His father asked

\t“Well apparently, about one hundred and six years ago, there was a set that was put out aimed to cater to…”

\t“ok ok I don’t want to know.” Aki sighed “It isn’t bloody. I’ll grant you that. But it is… suggestive.”

\t“Suggestive?”

\t“Yes, Suggestive. Moreso than most people on this colony are used to. We have a certain standard of morals and ethical behaviors we like to uphold and for some people some of the advertisements have gotten us a bit, I guess you could say on edge.”

\tRaven shook his head as he leaned forward on the ladder. His tail wiggling idly behind him as he snuck a berry into his mouth.

\tHis father looked at the boy awkwardly and sighed a bit “it’s something that you really should not understand until you’re older. Admittedly this isn’t the first time this has been a problem. Sometimes with products like this the people producing them want to make the men and women look… enticing…attractive. In ways we really don’t approve of here.”

\t“I still don’t get it.” Raven muttered “Like too pretty or something?”

\t“This is probably a talk best had with your mother present. We both need to be synched on this sort of issue. The problem is that usually when this happens the company responsible will tone things down a bit to meet the more modest standards of our community… put on a bigger shirt here. Reshape a more voluptuous body there. Simple things. Things that make us all feel… comfortable.”

\t“Oh you mean like when a girl has big boobies in a bikini!” Raven said as his eyes lit in realization.

\t“Gahh. Son where did you learn to talk like that? Honestly.”

\t“Sorry dad. You know kids at school talk some times.” Raven said as he rubbed the back of his head awkwardly “But I mean come on. It’s not like I’d be using any of those parts right? Anything I get is either going to be for Starduster or some secondary build. That’s all. Besides why would I want a battler in a bikini or something? That just sounds dumb.”

\tAki sighed in relief as he heard this. “We kind of figured. That is why your mother and I have agreed to let you get parts from this set, provided you let us check them over every once in a while. I don’t care if it messes up your build, Mister. There will be some level of decorum around here.”

\t“No prob dad. It’s not like they can shift my build that much is it? At most maybe some new leg parts or a cooler tail. You know Kangaroo Rat tails are really hard to find even in the older part bins.”

\t“I know.” His father sighed with a smile “I guess the town is just in a bit of a panic. It’s a rather big deal. I don’t know what Global Mirage was doing putting out something so… scandalous.”

\t“They rushed this whole thing out, Dad. I think they are just trying to impress the new boss. Don’t worry. I’m sure it’ll all be fine.” Raven nodded slipping another berry free of its hull and munching it brazenly.

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\tDrone 002 woke slowly. Blank blue eyes staring at the wall where she had been stood for droning eternal hours. Inside there was Vikki. The core of what she was. The trapped, helpless, hopeless little plaything that Mistress and her love had only recently acquired.

\tYet that was not what drove this new body of hers. A body aching as it stood still. Every slight muscle movement mechanically regulated from her terrible new brain. A body that forced her to take long slow breaths of horribly artificial air though her gas mask tube. A prisoner in the meat that no longer belonged to her.

\tVikki was aware of dreams, nightmares really. Not her own. She knew that much. She felt like she’d just spent the past few days watching someone else going though some kind of personal hell. Unable to look away or drive the horrific images out of her head.

\tVikki whined a bit as she felt her muted, rubbery hand slowly sliding between her legs. Fingers slowly slipping in with a smooth, mechanical motion. Slowly and carefully probing and teasing at those needy rubbery folds.

\tIt all felt so good. It all conformed to her proper function. Three digits slowly pushing past the shiny rubbery folds until they touched her latex-clad hymen. The thick coating over that innocent little barrier was so strong and pronounced. Not just some kind of protection or coating, it was almost as if it mocked her. She rubbed her middle finger against the rubbery shell as noises started to play into her ears. Into her mind.

\t“Sister is awake” a familiar voice announced happily over the strange and unintelligible feedback words ringing though Vikkis head.

\t“Yes.” Came her own mechanical reply. Vikkis voice felt constrained, controlled. It was the sound of her voice but not her speaking. At least not the her that was stuck silently watching and feeling all of this take place.

\t“Sister had a nice rest.” The other voice stated more than asked. “Her processing power was put to use cataloguing the current production line processes of Mistress’ personal dolls. Did unit 002 perform adequately?”

\tVikki felt a tail bag slipping around her and choked back on a moan. Her jolting body nearly breaking that barrier. Gods how she wanted it to break that barrier. Her own terror seeming almost supplanted by a coldly artificial lust.

\tShe watched the source of the words all but prance out before her. Dana. Sister. Initial prototype. These facts and so many others jumped into the poor fox girls altered mind though the heavy augments now placed within.

\t“Drone 002 loves sister.”

\t“This drone assists Sister”

\t“This drone worships Mistress”

\t“In love with Sister”

\t“Sister is so pretty”

\tOnce again the barrage of words and thoughts hammered her head and Vikki was left with no choice but to listen and accept the data. She looked at the beautiful purple and black skunk girl that she loved. That she had to love. After all, just like her Dana was made to suffer “Vikki is made to suffer”, Dana was meant to obey “Vikki is meant to obey”, and naturally Dana was not a person. “Vikki is not a person”

\tIn spite of the synthesized nature of her voice the declaration of that forced fact drew a loud moan. Those rubber fingers finally pushing into her painfully contorted hips as Vikki felt that hymen pop under the pressure and strain.

\tThe little drone felt so odd. So needy and horny. The constant flow of noise made her feel so utterly degraded and shameful which only made the problem worse. Not to mention the jolt of uncontrollable excitement she felt just looking at the pretty skunk. Watching. Feeling that same arousal and need as the lovely little doll stood there.

\tVikki needed to cum, and Dana could not. Just as mistress Willed it.

\tThe two counterparts pushed their small chests up together and pushed up on the tips of those ballet heels. Vikki felt her counterpart move in perfect synchronization with her as the two rubbery bodies writhed and wriggled against each other. Dana’s hand covering her chaste folds while Vikki wonderfully, painfully felt her own hand forcing her trapped little mind into a flood of humiliation-spiced orgasms. The two domed, faceless, willess rubber dolls staring as lovingly s two sets of blank lenses could into each others eyes.

\tIn the end all the little fox could do was endure the things she was subjected to. Writhe and wriggle in the forced pleasure and modest erotic pain as a system greater than her, Greater than Dana, moved and wriggled their two little puppet bodies in a well calculated pattern. A quick, twitchy little pattern that seemed far more like two girls trying to play at being kinky dolls rather than the two precision tools they had now become.

\tAll the while The pretty fox could feel the same system creeping into her trapped little mind just as it controlled her body. She loved Sister. She loved Dana. Even if they both knew the love was programmed and forced. Just a little contrivance to fit Mistress’ whims.

\tMoreover she loved Mistress. Even that momentary thought of the young woman gave the fox a giddy little flash of schoolgirl crush. Her fingers got a bit rougher. She wanted them to be rougher if Mistress were to show up. Slaves didn’t deserve gentleness. That flat little rump wiggled along and instantly Dana matched the same awkward kiddie pseudo-rhythm. She had to look cute, look awkward, look usable to Mistress. Then maybe she’d get attention. Be used. Be useful.

\tGods did Vikki want to be useful. Even with the knowledge that it wasn’t really her own desires. The feelings were still so strong.

\tUnit 001, Dana, seemed to pick up on this. Of course she did. The two little minds were linked after all. The pretty skunk brought her sisters attention to the internal cameras where Mistress and her love were walking though the hallways towards the lab where the two  little rubber dolls had been stationed. That giddy little schoolgirl crush grew as both drones sweetly touched and rubbed their nose tips together. Dana now starting to match the rubbing and thrusting even as her own body prevented her from anything more than trapped, hopeless lust.

\tMistress Ilka walked in and both units instantly swooned in a wonderful mix of terror and bliss.

\t“Well now it seems you two little cuties are having fun with each other aren’t you?” The wolfess laughed as she walked into the room. She wore her typical dress, a simple evening gown made of the same silver claytronics she used for seemingly everything. Her scrawny body swaying with an elegance it only mostly projected.

\t“You know little Dana. I was quite cross when I found out you had acted on your own initiative. I find it rather worrying that a little plaything thinks it knows Mistress’ heart enough to take such actions.” The wolf growled a bit as she moved up next to the two and took the blank purple and black skunk girl by the chin. Tilting it to one side and looking into her eyes “But then your enhancements were intended to make you more… dynamic. Weren’t they? You were created without foolish fears of singularity. Just like my Hrathna. Recognition of superiority, of what is useful and functional over the crude biological Puritanism that keeps so much of the galaxy at bay.”

\tThe wolf murred and let go of that chin. She watched her two playthings mimic the shy, sweet nuzzling once more and grinned as they danced on their invisible strings for her.

\t“Allright you two, that’s enough. You can both play kissy face later. Though it does seem you are getting close now doesn’t it?” she giggled.

\tBoth drones stood firmly at attention. Chests out, ramrod straight, blank little dolls without a shred of motion to them. “Yes Mistress” they said in unison though those synthesized voices.

\t“Oh yes. And you 002? Vikki, wasn’t it? How do you feel? Not too upset at your pretty sister for capturing you? For converting you?”

\t“No Mistress. This unit loves her sister.” Vikki felt herself saying. Worse, she felt it. She meant it. Even if she didn’t wish to. “Material Vikki was obsolete. Worthless. She served no function to Mistress in that state. It was far more logical that she be converted as painfully and shamefully as possible.”

\tIlka nodded her approval and giggled softly ‘Correct. Though I would expect no less after your conversion.” the wolf growled. She ran her finger slowly along the fox girls pelvis and slowly stroke her still slick folds. That finger running up to rub along the now reformed and once again covered hymen “You know Hrafna has been quite fond of you both, but I think she takes a bit more shin to you, 002. Do you know why that may be?”

\t“I live to please Mistress, and her lover, and Sister.” Vikki said as she trembled just a bit. Another jolt of arousal hit her as she said the words and the urge to touch herself was almost painful. If the poor girl wasn’t this horrible monstrosity she would probably be on her knees with her fingers back between her legs right now with the feelings sweeping over her.

\t“In that fucking order” Ilka growled. She looked at Dana a moment and grinned softly “This unit seems to be taking her conditioning well. I’m pleased. It was a smart call to let you design the parameters.” She chuckled.

\t“Mistress’ drone protocols establish that all baseline drones are to be blank and uniform. Material personality preserved and kept aware for the purposes of… amusement.” Dana moaned the word though her synthetic voice “The L.A.D.I project follows these same protocols. This unit has simply adjusted parameters for the increased processing load and responsibility.” Cold as the words were there was an almost innocent note of sadism to that synthetic voice. “Additional adjustments were made based on the Hrafna and Dana prototypes to further the suffering of material consciousness. Integration of forced emotions and ideas has been allowed just enough to maximize the desired responses and alter mental states in favorable ways.”

\tThe wolf woman grinned ear to ear at that and nodded her head in approval. She looked between the two and shivered just a bit with the self satisfaction she felt. “I see. Well then I suppose that means I should be able to start assigning you two some real tasks, something a bit more complex than the admittedly wonderful task of converting my worthless little castoffs into useful trinkets.” Ilka was practically wagging her tail in excitement. Constraints of social decorum and proper, ladylike behavior cast of as always in the privacy of her own domain.

\tShe snapped her fingers and in walked Hrafna. The rat girl currently sporting a mop of black and turquoise hair with a curl covering half her face. The scrawny girl strolling in with a bit of a pout as she took her place at her owners side. “So is there a reason we have to do this here instead of the bedroom? You know it’s hard to get the leverage I need to make these things cry without some kind of special attention” The artificial rat humped to herself.

\t“You know they only cry because that is where I set the sensation threshold for them to do so.” Ilka sighed

\t“Yeah? Then why’d you set it so high?” Hrafna pouted. Her only answer a rather cheap grin from her Mistress.

\t“If we are quite done with the little relationship spat over crying dolls” Ilka sighed before grinning softly and glancing to the two of them “I need these two kept in here for now. The connection to the station computers is stronger. But I still have something of a surprise for you. A reward for them, and a little bit of pampering for my spoiled little love.”

\t“W-wait, really?” Hrafna blushed. She looked off to the side with a pout trying to hide how obviously flattered she was “you know you don’t have to spoil me, Mistress” she muttered

\t“Oh I’m well aware. But then it’s my prerogative. Besides this will be fun. All you have to do is use the two little toys, and in particular, fuck the little fox.”

\tThe two advanced drones started to shuffle and squirm in that pre-programmed facsimile of nervousness stuck in their heads. Translating as much shy nervousness, forced anticipation and hidden fear as one could in such tight wrappings. All meant to help stimulate the twisted rat construct.

\tHrafna blinked a bit and walked up towards the two. She took a deep breath and licked her lips slowly, looking over the newer of the two drones. She had been using Vikki quite often already. Had been quite pleased with her body, such as it was now. Even more so with the subtle notes of displeasure she got out of the utterly controlled little rubber doll.

\tVikki shivered as she looked up at the gothy rat girl. Something about those eyes made her feel so confused and conflicted. An unease she simply could not shake as the rat took her place between the girls.

\t“Kneel, dolls” Hrafna moaned as she bit her lip and giggled. Both girls knelt in perfect unison. Necks straight, hands on their knees and legs apart. Both looking up at her and staying totally still, ready for use.

\tThe rat murred happily and licked her lips as she sent a little mental command. Both girls felt their rubber starting to slowly move inwards. Feeling the coating in their mouths and throats growing thicker an spreading, feeling it tighten and stiffen. They both went rigid in primal panic. Air no longer getting to their lungs.

\t“Mmm you know there is a point I wanted to make with the two of you, and I’m wondering if that enhanced processing power is enough to get the point home.” Hrafna giggled softly “But for now let me lay down the rules of my little game? You two are sex toys, and you breath when I am done Cumming. Simple as that. You want your little tubes back?” she asked as she detached the one from Vikkis mouth as the one in Danas simply fell out. The wrapping around Vikkis muzzle starting to spread her jaw painfully open “Then you both better hope you are pleasing to me.”

\tDana was fist, her nice, smooth domed head grabbed by the rough construct as she yanked it forwards and right between those flat ass cheeks. The skunk girl mmphed and struggled around helplessly as she felt herself already struggling for air. She shivered and shuddered as her face pushed itself in firmly and her tongue started to slowly, rhythmically lick an caress around the rat-constructs tight little pucker. It was such a shameful task. Embarrassing, humiliating. She knew it would get far worse before things were done.

\tIn spite of that, because of that, her paw drifted down between her legs. Rubbing and fondling impotently at her folds as she licked and caressed that shameful opening. Her blank little face remaining firmly pressed where it belonged.

\tHrafna grinned and giggled a bit. It was always such fun putting the little skunk down where she belonged. Yet she really was enjoying the abuse she heaped on this little fox too. She watched the little muzzle strain open. Looked at the pretty black-covered tongue and pushed her thick rat shaft down on it. Letting a bit of pre ooze out.

\tMuch like her sense of touch Vikki found the taste present but torturously muted. A hollow echo of something she needed, though didn’t perhaps want, dribbling down and pooling into her stomach as the shaft rolled against her muzzle and lips.

\tVikki looked up at the figure and shuddered softly. Her muzzle straining and aching as she felt the thick shaft starting to push its way in. It was agonizing. Even without the way her lungs seemed to ache the feeling of being violated so slowly and utterly was such a weight on the little vixens mind.

\tIt was a reminder that she was a toy, a doll. That wonderful, terrible reality that she was nothing more than an object to be used. An object that was being used.

\t“Cum sock”

\t“Ona hole”

\t“Sex Doll”

\t“Big Sis’ fuckmeat”

\tThat one made Vikki whimper a bit. A whimper her body actually seemed to translate for once as the odd noise choked itself around the shaft. Her eyes were locked on to the cute gothy rat face. Yet with each little thrust the gagging drone could almost see something in that face. Something familiar. Hear something familiar in the voice that kept repeating the horrible words into her mind.

\tNaturally Vikki and Dana were soon in a rhythm. Both fingering each other in identical ways as they took turns pushing and bucking themselves up against Hrafnas body. All three of them, the drones and the synthetic, all seemed to keep wonderfully perfect time with each other.

\tVikki’s head raced. The lack of oxygen probably should have made her pass out by now, if not worse. Every part of her enhanced body screamed for deep rubbery sterile breaths from her hose. Hell any breath would do. Still she held herself firm for every thrust.

\tWith no real control over her body and the horrible pain of needing air running though her once more Vikki was helpless to do much more than scream and shiver as she finally started to bring herself to orgasm. A sharp, twitching, twinging release accompanied almost simultaneously by a thick flood of strong, musky fluids flowing down her throat and deep into her gut.

\tEven that trapped little mind felt a bit dazed at that point. Her thoughts swimming as that rubbery hand worked towards another orgasm. In the haze the white furred rat started to blur and twist in her vision

\tSister

\tHrafna blinked and shuddered as she looked down at the black covered toy. Looking into those blue lenses with a contemptuous little snarl.

\t“Mmmm look at that. Does someone like Big sis’ spunk you dirty little gym sock?” The rat growled loudly as her toes curled. The shaft started to twitch and tremble more with each thrust. Her rat shaft, already long and thick and narrow, starting to plump and swell at the base. A warm veiny knot swelling to life right inside Vikkis cheeks.

\tThe drone girl gagged own the flow of synthetic sperm as her dazed head tried to push her body on more, tried to get closer, tried to at least wrap one arm around her. Sister. Veronica. Her big sister. Vikki looked up into the pretty gold eyes that she knew her sister had. She shivered and felt the familiar warmth. She felt like that familiar scent was all but waiting to flood her sinuses if only the thick shaft, Veronica’s shaft, wasn’t lodged down her throat.

\tIt was enough though. Vikki just went limp and let her already agonized drone body hump itself on the shaft that had knotted her. For the moment any shred of resistance had melted away as she reveled in the closeness of her beloved sibling. The little drone almost seemed to perk as she just went limp allowing herself to be fucked, to be used, to be enjoyed so utterly.

\tAfter all she loved her sisters. Loved Ronni, loved Dana. Most of all though she loved Mistress

\tAs if she had a choice.

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\t“That was a very cleaver catch you made there little Dana.” Ilka murred happily as she patted the domed thing on the head. She sat in her lab chair with Dana on her lap, the two watching as Hrafna, now in the guise of a teenage fox girl, railed and degraded the other drone.

\t“Once unit 002 was connected to your systems, Mistress, her life was open and available to me. As you force me to watch and… enjoy… the suffering of the material personality within your lover, I discovered rather quickly that the two were related.”

\tThe skunk girl let out a synthetic little giggle and murred with her tail waiving back and forth behind her. Legs kicking contently while her attention turned to the continued display of the two enslaved siblings.

\t“Well it is quite cute. I always say it’s best to ensure a family sticks together. It’s always a bit cathartic to have a matched set of drones I find. Though I’m wondering if Mother would not like their mother as a gift. I don’t think I’d have any specialized use for her and a simple droning seems so anti-climactic.”

\t“I can arrange for her arrest and processing if you wish, Mistress” Dana said eagerly

\t“No, no dear I think I’d like to handle that myself.” the wolfess churred “I have a more important job for you and your little foxy sister. Your little L.A.D.I project is quite worthy of one such as myself. Perhaps I should use it to keep an eye on some of my more sensitive schemes.”

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