“Uncle Otto?!” Jenny Rotica called out as she closed the workshop door behind her. “Uncle Otto It’s me Jenny!” she called out again as she stepped into her uncle's darkened home. She considered that he should really have windows if he wasn’t going to light candles.

“Welcome Jenny, Master Rotica is not in at the moment.” came a voice from the dark. The source of the voice revealed itself in short order as lights from its mechanical body lit up in a very dark corner revealing the spider-like frame of Otto Rotica’s creation. Their great grandfather (great great grandfather in Jenny’s case) Spurn Rotica had created the fabrication machine Metowerica, Otto had created its successor. Metowerica II better known as Materianis was a miracle of alchemy machinery and was borderline sorcery in its construction. Its massive body took in material storing them in its abdomen where it converted almost anything into anything else. Supported on eight massive legs that had a variety of tools for assembling anything tucked inside them so neatly that any given tool was invisible until the panel hiding it opened. Material was forged of vibrant blue Orichaclcum and equally vibrant red Mythrill with tiny sprinklings of golden Adamantine throughout its body, the result was that it was a shiny metallic spider the size of a peasants farmhouse. Its eight magical eyes glowed in the dark as it sat.

“Great… When will he be back?” Jenny asked with a huff. The Half-elf  was low on patience at the moment.

“Unable to be sure. Reason, Otto Rotica was dragged away only hours ago by the town guard.” Materianis replied 

Jenny went from annoyed to concerned in the beat of a heart. “Uncle Otto is imprisoned? What did he do?”

“Master Otto Rotica is accused of Necromancy. More specifically grave robbing for supplies to build an undead army.”


“Oh that’s bullshit! Uncle can barely stand to pick up meat at the butchers!” Jenny fumed, stomping her heel in frustration. “Ugh but I can't help him until I convince my group I'm not a waste of time!”


“Please elaborate on the issue and I will do my best to assist.” Materianis declared in its kind level tone.


Jenny sighed. “I signed on with an adventuring band at the guild, they lost their healer to a battle. The thing is the Guild just gave my contract to them without thinking. These guys are much more experienced than I am and they are used to a healer that has way more power than I do and knew how they were going to get hurt ahead of time. I can’t keep up with the demand. I run out of stamina and they’re talking about not just forcing me out of the group but reporting me to the guild and getting me blacklisted! That’s not fair right? Everybody starts somewhere but the guild chucked me into the deep end of a lake!”

“Problem requires further information… Please step onto the dias.” Materianis requested a circle of light beneath the machine illuminating.  


Jenny was just a bit nervous as she stepped forward, Materianis was almost totally immobile his eight legs actually descending into the white paneled floor which looked a bit too much like a spider’s web for her liking. Standing on the dias directly below Materianis at the center of the “web” she relaxed a bit as from here it was more than obvious she was standing with a machine.

“Beginning scan.” Materianis announced as four rods topped with pearl white orbs emerged from the floor. The four orbs released a rainbow of light as they spun around the dias Jenny was on before sinking back into the floor. “Subject Jenny Rotica, Half elf female. Scans indicate frequent magical exhaustion and signs of abuse of magical restoratives. Most likely cause attempting to cast higher level restorative spells than the body is presently capable of. Solution calculating…”


“Please have an answer, please.” Jenny begged her uncle’s creation.


“Solution found. Application of Magical Enhancement Composite Heavy Armor project.

Jenny nearly jumped into the air only restraining herself at the last second. “Yes! Let’s do that!”


“Acknowledged. Starting up Project MECHA.” Materianis said as arms emerged from its legs. “Please remain still for phase one.”

Jenny was about to ask what phase one was when the arms reached out and began to unravel her robes. Shock held her in place as the cleverly devised arms unspun her clothing like a weaver in reverse, stealing them right off her body. Her outer robes were drider silk long touted for its durability, comfort and magic enhancing properties. Her inner robes were the more common cotton but their destruction was no less swift. Jenny could only gasp in shock as her leather bustier was removed leaving her without the support she needed for her heavy breasts. Her panties unspinning had her wondering what she had agreed too. She found herself grabbed by mechanical claws pulling away her rings, bangles and other jewelry she hid beneath her robes. Naked as the day she was born Jenny was very glad she was here alone. For as confident as the half-elf girl was in her beauty she had still picked up her father’s taboo against nudity.

“Prior scan did not indicate the presence of Magic enhancing jewelry. Calculating outcomes…. Making adjustments…. Continuing to phase two.” Materianis declared as Jenny struggled with whether she was mad or scared. 


Once more the floor opened up and a crystal glass ring emerged Jenny had only a moment to wonder at its purpose before the ring filled with an emerald green smoke that clung tight to her feet like a second skin. As the ring arose it bound her tight, squeezing her long and strong legs outlining every muscle. Jenny was shocked when the ring slid up over her hips and thighs. The suit she was being put in was so tight her sex was outlined in perfect detail. The ring continued up her body without pause or care for the discomfort it brought to Jenny as it clinched her stomach tighter than any corset. Her problems with a lack of support vanished as the ring passed over her chest and her bosom was hefted and held in place in a gravity defying manner. She was so busy worrying about the ring coating her torso that she hardly noticed as he strong but dainty arms were enrobed. Jenny was near panicked as the ring passed up her neck though her panic abated as the strange suit left her face exposed. Though it had tucked her hair into a tight hood. In a strategically placed mirror Jenny saw herself. The brilliant green body suit was like a second skin bending without crease or wrinkle with only her face poking free; it was like someone had recreated her face on a green mannequin. 


“Phase two complete, Parameters finalized… starting final assembly.” Materianis explained as its abdomen opened. Armor pink as a peony was adhered to her bodysuit. A plate in front and at the back of each shin left only a tiny gap at the back of her knee. One foot at a time a boot was assembled on her foot, her ankle protected by a thick ring. Her thighs came next this time the back plate covered the gap at her knee. Her fingers and arms were swiftly covered in a gauntlet made of at least a dozen pieces. Her torso was rapidly assembled with no less than six pieces dedicated to covering and holding her bust. Her bottom was gripped and covered by a metal plate as her hips were covered. Finally a metal helmet clasped itself around her head the dark glass in the dark room leaving her blind for the moment. A moment's adjustment and she could see herself in the mirror noting details obscured by the rapid assembly. Her new armor was shifting on her body, seeming to melt together. Stylized images of a heart adorned her breast sex helmet shoulders and rested on her navel the thin triple line etchings filled with an emerald green as though the suit covering her skin was bleeding through. The pink and green gave her figure the impression of a stalk of flowers. Jenny twirled in place admiring the elegant if eye-catching colors and designs. The armor was near weightless and it displayed her body perfectly. 


 “Final assembly complete. Power build sequence start.”


“Power build sequence? What does that-” Jenny asked before the sound of a spark behind her triggered an astonishing sequence of events.

“This unit is partially based on Eromancer studies. Its primary purpose is to forcibly expand the body's magical capacity and spell casting ability, to this end it uses a material called “Amore” to channel magical energies.” Materianis explained. “The armor requires a major jolt but should power itself and you thereafter.”

Jenny was unable to reply due to her mouth being filled with what certainly felt like a tongue. She could swear there was a pair of lips pressed against hers as well. A helmet making out with her was the least of her concerns though. The breastplate was not simply holding her bust, it was groping her. She could feel individual fingers sliding over her ample breasts and jumped a bit as her nipples were tweaked. Jenn dropped to her knees as she felt her rump be squeezed by the spectral force inside her new armor. Jenny moaned as she felt the phantom touch on her sex delicately parting her lips before filling her sex with the most gloriously perfect cock of her imagination. In the darkness of the room coupled to the dark visor that hid her face she could almost envision the spirit of the armor. To her mind's eye there was a pale pink nymph of a woman kissing her, her four arms stroking her breasts and ass as Jenny rode her cock. Jenny moaned in delight as her phantom lover grew needier, gripping her tightly and pumping her full of cock with a desperate speed. Jenny tipped over sprawling onto her back as she imagined being taken more roughly. The tongue she felt in her mouth pushing deeper as it twirled and twined with her own. Jenny’s loving armor brought her to the first orgasm in seconds and her second would follow quick after. After her third orgasm Jenny would swear the armor had begun speaking to her. Telling her how good she felt, how wonderful she was and how she never wanted to let go of her. If she thought a little more she might have realized the voice whispering these things was her own. The Amore Armor that covered Jenny was powered by the energies of love and self-love was the root of all loves to follow  Jenny was delighted she never wanted this to end. For a time it seemed that it never would. Jenny was happy to writhe on the floor blissfully cumming again and again as her armor pleasured her and whispered sweet nothings into her ears. A Painful shock jolted Jenny from the delirium.


“Ow! What the hell!” Jenny called looking at the retreating arm of Materianis.

“Apologies. An unexpected feedback loop in armor power was detected that needed intervention.” the machine explained.


Jenny sighed before running her hands over the new armor. “Is it going to do that every time I put it on?”

“Very likely. I am unable to solve the issue. Suggested course of action is to retrieve your uncle.”
Materianis said before extending an Adamantine staff studded with Mythril and Orichaclcum gems to her. “Constructed from your jewelry this should prove to be an above average focus for your magics.”

Jenny gripped the staff and cast a simple breeze spell that whipped every loose paper and book in front of her clear across the building. “Oh yes this should do just fine. So first order spring my uncle from prison and then show that party what I can do!”