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[i]Sigh. . .[/i]\"Alright, you 'got a bit lost,' saw what you refer to as 'rubber drones,' and. . .you want to try on the suit? Do I understand you two correctly?\"\n\n\"[i]Liz[/i] wants to try on a suit,\" Sarah corrected her bluntly.\n\n\"Oh come on, you know you wanna see me wear it.\"\n\nSarah just stared daggers at Liz, and tried not to blush at the small smirk forming on their host's face.\n\n\"Well as it happens, I might just be able to arrange for you to see these suits for yourselves. But I'm afraid it's either both of you wear one or neither of you do.\"\n\n\"Shame. Alright Liz, we tried, can we get going now?\" Before Liz could protest, Robin spoke up.\n\n\"Honestly, it's for the best. That sort of thing isn't for everyone and I'm not sure your friend here could handle it in a [i]good [/i]mood.\"\n\nSarah froze and turned a sidelong glare at Robin. Her face showed only a mild disdain, no hint that the barb was anything more than a faux pas. She took the bait.\n\n\"Exactly what do you [i]assume[/i] I can't handle?\"\n\nRobin raised an eyebrow. \"To be blunt, what you saw is somewhat confidential. I [i]could[/i] tell you more, but you've made it clear that the necessary precautions aren't an option.\"\n\n\"Wearing the confidential suit is a [i]precaution[/i] for learning. . .\" Sarah trailed off as she noticed Liz clutching her arm.\n\n\"Sarah, come on, do this for me? I [i]really [/i]wanna see what it feels like!\" As Sarah threw another exasperated glare at Liz, she added, \"It sounds like this lady's doing us a pretty big favor just by offering.\"\n\nSarah sighed quietly. She wasn't wrong; under the circumstances their host was being fairly gracious just by not throwing them out.\n\n\"Alright, alright - we can try these suits out then?\"\n\n\"Provided you're willing to observe the proper protocol, yes.\"\n\nLiz beamed as Sarah reluctantly asked, \"What do we have to do?\"\n\n\"Follow me.\"\n\nRobin led them through the foyer down a sizeable hallway and stopped at a room on the left. \"First just step in here and put on the equipment. Afterward it will be pretty straightforward.\" Liz raised her eyebrows in mild surprise, and Sarah scowled. \"Ah, if you need assistance don't hesitate to ask.\"\n\nThe room was adorned with a series of armbinders, ring gags and ankle chains.\n\n\"You expect us to get tied up in [i]these?![/i]\"\n\n\"You expect to get encased in an armless rubber suit, I fail to see the issue,\" Robin reminded her with a hint of annoyance.\n\nRobin stepped out of the room and waited. Most likely, her two unannounced guests didn't understand the extent of what they were getting themselves into; nevertheless, there was a unique satisfaction to be taken when they do, quite literally, get themselves into it.\n\nA rather flustered cacophony of \"HAANGAAHAA?!\" suggested they'd at least got as far as the ring gags; then a sheepish looking Liz poked her head out. Robin re-entered the room to find them mostly prepared, except for Sarah's armbinder not quite properly tightened. \"It would seem you two have some experience,\" she noted as she pulled Sarah's straps tight. At this point they were effectively bound, and whether they realized it or not, they'd reached a point of no return. But they soon got their first hint.\n\n\"Mmm, I believe I neglected to mention the dress code - not your fault, I'll just remedy that.\" With a wave of her hand and a peculiar twitch of her fingers, both Liz and Sarah were stripped of every stitch they were wearing apart from their restraints, which now included a fairly robust collar.\n\nLiz predictably looked like a deer in headlights, but the wide-eyed shock on Sarah's face was particularly amusing. \"Now then, right this way.\" Robin stood at the end of the hall waiting patiently; after an exchange of bemused looks the two walked somewhat awkwardly to meet her, their chains just short enough to limit their stride. As they made their way down the adjacent corridor, Robin began to debrief them.\n\n\"The 'suits,' as you call them, are for my. . .personal staff, for lack of a better term. They're essentially living objects - completely blind, mostly deaf and incapable of doing much of anything - apart from their obvious purpose,\" she added with a smirk, \"all they can do is walk. So they're called Kink Imbued Walking Implements - I just call them kiwis. And they're more useful than you might think,\" she added, gesturing at what appeared to be a person-sized hamster wheel hooked up to some sort of generator. Sure enough, inside was a shiny, voluptuous bipedal figure, waddling away, its collar affixed to the framework. \"I might hook one up to a rickshaw if I feel like letting one of them do my walking for me, or sometimes I might go all out and hook several up to a carriage. And sometimes I'll just hook several of them up to each other and watch them stumble around. Ah! Here we are,\" she announced as they came up to a heavy-looking door. \"I believe I still had one left before you showed up, so you'll get a chance to see it first.\"\n\nAs they stepped through the doorway, they were met with three new figures. Two of them were \"kiwis,\" which moved and writhed about in ways that made it obvious that they hadn't been in that state for very long. Liz was both impressed and somewhat concerned that she couldn't see where the wearer's arms were underneath the shiny suit. But both she and Sarah were considerably more worried about the third figure. It was another lady, unfamiliar to either of them but dressed exactly the same - ring gag, armbinder, ankle chains and a collar that presumably used to be her clothes.\n\nWhat was concerning was she was rather violently struggling against her bonds, becoming very vocal when she saw them, a desperate look on her face.\n\n\"Ah, don't mind her. Cold feet, apparently - but a deal is a deal. Come on now, you'll feel better after it's done with,\" she said, addressing the distraught captive.\n\nThe door closing behind them had not gone unnoticed. Neither had the apparent lack of a knob or handle of any kind, and while neither of them could recognize the otherworldly glowing symbol, it didn't take arcane knowledge to guess that there was no way either of them were getting through that door.\n\nWhat happened next was beyond what either of them could have remotely guessed.\n\nRobin walked to the center of the room and, with another peculiar gesture of her hand, seemingly pulled her captive toward her, floating in the air until she stopped suspended a few feet in front of her, just far enough off the ground to be helplessly suspended. A few more gestures later and the restraints had vanished. Her jaw still seemed to be fixed in place by an unknown force, and before long her lips began to draw together as they swelled. Her whole fur coat had taken on a decidedly pinkish hue and both her breasts and hips had grown considerably - the remnants of her arms and tail were still somewhat visible, but by now it was apparent that they were slowly vanishing - seemingly drawn up into a viscous, iridescent orb of bright magenta. The orb began to leak its thick fluid down on top of her and, as if it were alive, spread across her form slowly enveloping her completely. The strange fluid seemed to somehow fuse with her as it solidified.\n\nThis was one of Robin's more diabolical transformations - the multiple intertwined steps meant that undoing it was only technically possible, and only in a very specific, unintuitive fashion. Anything apart from that - assuming it had any effect at all - would only succeed in breaching the latex-like skin, destroying the only hope of undoing the rest of it and leaving behind a pink-furred form just as helpless (and voluptuous) as before.\n\nAlthough it felt like much longer, in a matter of seconds she was indistinguishable from the other two kiwis.\n\nUnable to speak, or ask any of the burning questions she realized only too late had gone unasked - in particular, \"how long will we be stuck like that,\" and \"how will you tell us apart from the others when it's time\" - Liz could only watch helplessly as Sarah began to rise and float toward her fate.\n\n\n\n\nTL;DR:\nThey 'bout to get magick-ed into rubber fucktoys and it's irreversible. Probably gonna do more with this k.i.w.i. concept - at least gotta have a pic or two of them being made use of in some fashion ~\n\n[url=http://www.postybirb.com]Posted using PostyBirb[/url]", "description_bbcode_parsed": "Robin eyed the two ladies before her with suspicion. "You were taking a shortcut, trespassed onto my property-"

"Honest mistake," Liz interrupted, "I think we got-" Sarah's aggravation caught her eye. ". . .ah, I think I maybe got us a bit lost."

Her intuition didn't hint at any ulterior motives, at least not yet. Sigh. . ."Alright, you 'got a bit lost,' saw what you refer to as 'rubber drones,' and. . .you want to try on the suit? Do I understand you two correctly?"

"Liz wants to try on a suit," Sarah corrected her bluntly.

"Oh come on, you know you wanna see me wear it."

Sarah just stared daggers at Liz, and tried not to blush at the small smirk forming on their host's face.

"Well as it happens, I might just be able to arrange for you to see these suits for yourselves. But I'm afraid it's either both of you wear one or neither of you do."

"Shame. Alright Liz, we tried, can we get going now?" Before Liz could protest, Robin spoke up.

"Honestly, it's for the best. That sort of thing isn't for everyone and I'm not sure your friend here could handle it in a good mood."

Sarah froze and turned a sidelong glare at Robin. Her face showed only a mild disdain, no hint that the barb was anything more than a faux pas. She took the bait.

"Exactly what do you assume I can't handle?"

Robin raised an eyebrow. "To be blunt, what you saw is somewhat confidential. I could tell you more, but you've made it clear that the necessary precautions aren't an option."

"Wearing the confidential suit is a precaution for learning. . ." Sarah trailed off as she noticed Liz clutching her arm.

"Sarah, come on, do this for me? I really wanna see what it feels like!" As Sarah threw another exasperated glare at Liz, she added, "It sounds like this lady's doing us a pretty big favor just by offering."

Sarah sighed quietly. She wasn't wrong; under the circumstances their host was being fairly gracious just by not throwing them out.

"Alright, alright - we can try these suits out then?"

"Provided you're willing to observe the proper protocol, yes."

Liz beamed as Sarah reluctantly asked, "What do we have to do?"

"Follow me."

Robin led them through the foyer down a sizeable hallway and stopped at a room on the left. "First just step in here and put on the equipment. Afterward it will be pretty straightforward." Liz raised her eyebrows in mild surprise, and Sarah scowled. "Ah, if you need assistance don't hesitate to ask."

The room was adorned with a series of armbinders, ring gags and ankle chains.

"You expect us to get tied up in these?!"

"You expect to get encased in an armless rubber suit, I fail to see the issue," Robin reminded her with a hint of annoyance.

Robin stepped out of the room and waited. Most likely, her two unannounced guests didn't understand the extent of what they were getting themselves into; nevertheless, there was a unique satisfaction to be taken when they do, quite literally, get themselves into it.

A rather flustered cacophony of "HAANGAAHAA?!" suggested they'd at least got as far as the ring gags; then a sheepish looking Liz poked her head out. Robin re-entered the room to find them mostly prepared, except for Sarah's armbinder not quite properly tightened. "It would seem you two have some experience," she noted as she pulled Sarah's straps tight. At this point they were effectively bound, and whether they realized it or not, they'd reached a point of no return. But they soon got their first hint.

"Mmm, I believe I neglected to mention the dress code - not your fault, I'll just remedy that." With a wave of her hand and a peculiar twitch of her fingers, both Liz and Sarah were stripped of every stitch they were wearing apart from their restraints, which now included a fairly robust collar.

Liz predictably looked like a deer in headlights, but the wide-eyed shock on Sarah's face was particularly amusing. "Now then, right this way." Robin stood at the end of the hall waiting patiently; after an exchange of bemused looks the two walked somewhat awkwardly to meet her, their chains just short enough to limit their stride. As they made their way down the adjacent corridor, Robin began to debrief them.

"The 'suits,' as you call them, are for my. . .personal staff, for lack of a better term. They're essentially living objects - completely blind, mostly deaf and incapable of doing much of anything - apart from their obvious purpose," she added with a smirk, "all they can do is walk. So they're called Kink Imbued Walking Implements - I just call them kiwis. And they're more useful than you might think," she added, gesturing at what appeared to be a person-sized hamster wheel hooked up to some sort of generator. Sure enough, inside was a shiny, voluptuous bipedal figure, waddling away, its collar affixed to the framework. "I might hook one up to a rickshaw if I feel like letting one of them do my walking for me, or sometimes I might go all out and hook several up to a carriage. And sometimes I'll just hook several of them up to each other and watch them stumble around. Ah! Here we are," she announced as they came up to a heavy-looking door. "I believe I still had one left before you showed up, so you'll get a chance to see it first."

As they stepped through the doorway, they were met with three new figures. Two of them were "kiwis," which moved and writhed about in ways that made it obvious that they hadn't been in that state for very long. Liz was both impressed and somewhat concerned that she couldn't see where the wearer's arms were underneath the shiny suit. But both she and Sarah were considerably more worried about the third figure. It was another lady, unfamiliar to either of them but dressed exactly the same - ring gag, armbinder, ankle chains and a collar that presumably used to be her clothes.

What was concerning was she was rather violently struggling against her bonds, becoming very vocal when she saw them, a desperate look on her face.

"Ah, don't mind her. Cold feet, apparently - but a deal is a deal. Come on now, you'll feel better after it's done with," she said, addressing the distraught captive.

The door closing behind them had not gone unnoticed. Neither had the apparent lack of a knob or handle of any kind, and while neither of them could recognize the otherworldly glowing symbol, it didn't take arcane knowledge to guess that there was no way either of them were getting through that door.

What happened next was beyond what either of them could have remotely guessed.

Robin walked to the center of the room and, with another peculiar gesture of her hand, seemingly pulled her captive toward her, floating in the air until she stopped suspended a few feet in front of her, just far enough off the ground to be helplessly suspended. A few more gestures later and the restraints had vanished. Her jaw still seemed to be fixed in place by an unknown force, and before long her lips began to draw together as they swelled. Her whole fur coat had taken on a decidedly pinkish hue and both her breasts and hips had grown considerably - the remnants of her arms and tail were still somewhat visible, but by now it was apparent that they were slowly vanishing - seemingly drawn up into a viscous, iridescent orb of bright magenta. The orb began to leak its thick fluid down on top of her and, as if it were alive, spread across her form slowly enveloping her completely. The strange fluid seemed to somehow fuse with her as it solidified.

This was one of Robin's more diabolical transformations - the multiple intertwined steps meant that undoing it was only technically possible, and only in a very specific, unintuitive fashion. Anything apart from that - assuming it had any effect at all - would only succeed in breaching the latex-like skin, destroying the only hope of undoing the rest of it and leaving behind a pink-furred form just as helpless (and voluptuous) as before.

Although it felt like much longer, in a matter of seconds she was indistinguishable from the other two kiwis.

Unable to speak, or ask any of the burning questions she realized only too late had gone unasked - in particular, "how long will we be stuck like that," and "how will you tell us apart from the others when it's time" - Liz could only watch helplessly as Sarah began to rise and float toward her fate.




TL;DR:
They 'bout to get magick-ed into rubber fucktoys and it's irreversible. Probably gonna do more with this k.i.w.i. concept - at least gotta have a pic or two of them being made use of in some fashion ~

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