Raped to Order [UseAlex & Newbalogna]

[newbalogna]

She awoke to the buzzing of fluorescent lights.
She was on a narrow hospital bed.
"She's coming to," a muffled voice echoed from ... somewhere.
The last thing she remembered was walking on the street, hearing the screech of car tires, looking over to see a black van pull up next to her, hands all over her, and a strong chemical smell in her nose.
Around her were four glass walls, making a perfect cube between the floor and ceiling.
Beyond the glass walls were a dozen or so technicians in white coats, looking up from their computers to stare into the box she was in.
Beyond them where the shabby walls, exposed pipes, and frosted glass windows of a shabby industrial building in the cheap part of town.
Nobody made any motion to open the glass cage she was in.
In fact, she couldn't even see an obvious way out.

 

[UseAlex]

"W-whhhaaa..."
I moan and sit up on the hospital bed, bringing my legs to the side and sitting on the edge. I hold my head as I regain consciousness, looking around the room with confusion, which quickly gives way to fear. My favorite short red skirt barely covers my thighs and my tight t-shirt contains my B-cup breasts modestly. I shake my head one last time, my long red hair swaying at my hips, as I fully come to my senses.

"What is this?! What's going on!?"

My eyes scan the inside of the glass cube, but I see no way in or out. Instinctively, I bring my legs together and put my arms on my lab, tugging my skirt down in a vain attempt to cover more of my thighs. I love this outfit, but I'm suddenly feeling very exposed in this situation.

 

[newbalogna]

"Did her tests indicate she was adequately hydrated to being the procedure?" One lab tech called out.
Another goes to his computer, looks intently at the screen as he mouses around, and then finally delivers his deliberation.
"Eh, whatever. We can hydrate her more during the hybridization." He turns to his left, before doing a terrible Liam Neeson: "Release the Kraken!"
Everybody stares at him for a moment.
"Dude, that joke is too old."
"Whatever," he visibly bristles. "Just pour in the symbiote."
A key is pressed on a terminal.
Overhead, a largish pipe begins to groan and rattle. Something is clearly moving through it towards the glass cell the girl is trapped in.
Suddenly, gray glop pours out of the pipe, landing in a thick puddle on the floor.
Everyone stares at the puddle as it slowly congeals into a perfect circle in the middle of the cell.
The ringleader tech looks at everyone there. "Look, if I have to tell you your jobs, I might as well do them. Electrify the floor! Activate the training program! Jeez!"
The puddle begins to form a few grey tentacles - headed straight for her on the hospital bed!

 

[UseAlex]

I back away as best I can, but there is nowhere to run. I let out a scared yelp as the tentacle approaches me. I still don't understand what is happening to me, but I just want to go home. I reach the edge of the hospital bed as far from the grey muck as possible, holding my legs and arms together in a protective stance. My eyes dart around the room, looking for anything that would explain what is going on, but finding nothing.

"P-please! Stop this! I... I don't understand why you are doing this to me!!!"

I yell out into the open air as much as to any of the scientists for all they are acknowledging me. They are treating me like I can't hear them and they can't hear me, like I'm some kind of unliving experiment. As the tentacle gets too close for comfort, I instinctively try to give it a swat to get it to back off.

 

[newbalogna]

The goop sticks to her hand, and begins to envelope it. It feels warm, like flesh. While it at first feels a little like silly putty, it immediately conforms to the nooks and crannies of her skin.
Within seconds, it is as if her hand had grey skin stretched out to the puddle in the floor.
"Bioimpedance feedback in green," one technician called.
"OK to advance coverage. 50% speed, people, keep an eye on your gauges."
The grey substance began to crawl up her arm, slowly making its way to her shoulder, melding with her skin every inch of the way.
Meanwhile, at her hand, the grey goop began to change color. It started to take on her normal skin tone.
As it did, the color of all the goop began to change in a wave, and the whole thing began to appear to be an enormous blob of her skin.
Or at least goop that happened to be exactly her skin tone.
"Good color matching, but don't force the onboards. They can learn on their own, thank you."

 

[UseAlex]

I am utterly stunned. My amazement momentarily overtakes my fear, but I quickly realize the horrid thing that is happening and start to struggle. I try to scrape the filthy stuff off my body, screaming for it to let me go, but it just spread quickly across my skin. It easily fits under my clothes, sticking to my skin like a film even tighter than my bra or panties. I shake my head, begging to be let go.

"What is this thing?! What is it doing? P-please... don't..."

I'm starting to see how worthless it is to beg. I gulp, and silently watch the slime spread across my body, hoping it doesn't coat me entirely.

 

[newbalogna]

The stuff melds to her even as if covers her, taking on the characteristic folds of her skin. Even as it is touched it just feels as if her own skin is being touched.
As the puddle disappears, she realizes two things: she has no way to tell if any of her own skin is left uncovered, and - her bra is suddenly much much too tight.
"Adhesion?"
"Green," comes the reply.
"Bioimpedance?"
"Within tolerance."
"Baud per square inch?"
"Wavering between 40 and 50."
"Excellent. Remove the baggage and let's start putting the hybrid through her paces."
A small spike suddenly juts out from her shoulder. Although it is flesh colored, it has the firm appearance of metal.
And it poked a hole straight through her shirt.
It slowly retracted, and became normal 'skin'.
Only for another to poke through on her other shoulder.
"Can we speed this up," the lead tech asked. "I need to take my kid to soccer practice, and the hybrid needs to be naked before that."

 

[UseAlex]

I can hardly believe that this is happening to me. But then I hear that word. "Naked".
My arms fly to my shoulders, trying to stop the progress of what I can already tell in undressing. But my bra is already uncomfortably tight. I don't understand what is happening, but it is hard to think of anything other than my chest. I shake my head, trying to focus on what is really important. I can feel the holes in my shirt. I don't know what to do with my hands. How can I stop my own skin from undressing me?! Instead, I cross my hands over my chest so if my shirt does fall away, I can hold it against myself to keep anyone from seeing me. It gives me a chance to feel why my bra is so tight, too...

 

[newbalogna]

Her breasts feel bigger than they should. Noticeable even with her forearms.
"Subject is obstructing. Self-safety protocol is engaged."
"Move to legs. Meanwhile, work on figuring over-ride pulses for arms."
As the little spikes began pepper the sides of her skirts, she began to feel tickly pulses of electricity coursing though her arms.
Slowly but surely, her arms began to peel away from her chest against her own will.
As they did, more spikes began eating away at her shirt.
Her skirt meanwhile started to fall apart right on her.
A chewed up triangle of skirt fell to the floor in front of her, revealing her panties, as more and more of her bra peeked out from under her shirt.

 

[UseAlex]

"I... I can't move my arms! What the hell are you doing to me!?"

The sensation of my arms not responding to my brain is horrifying and bizarre. My attention is on my body, however, as my favorite skirt is torn to shreds and fall to the floor, useless. In only a few moments, I am left in only my panties and bra, which I am thankful for, but I know they will be falling away from me soon. The technician said I had to be naked, like it was mandatory. My mind races to try and figure out a way to prevent that, but it feels like an unavoidable destiny. My knees are together, but without the use of my hands, how could I ever stop it. No one has ever seen me naked before! Why is this happening! I'm still a virgin and now I'm... I don't even know what is happening!

"Please... Just tell me why you are doing this..."

 

[newbalogna]

One of the technicians makes eye contact with her, but only for a moment, and his face was frowning.
He pressed a button on the keyboard, and suddenly she felt the same electric pulses coursing through her jaw and tongue muscles, preventing her from speaking.
The spikes began to puncture through her bra and panties.
Although it wasn't her skin being exposed under her lingerie, as it fell to bits, it looked and felt like it, so it was an academic distinction.
As her breasts exploded out of the bra when it finally fell apart, they were clearly bigger then they should have been.
"Good, good, let's do a capacity test."
Now naked, she felt electricity course through her various muscles, and like a spastic marionette, she jerked her way backwards, as her thighs lifted, and spread apart, revealing her naked pussy to every one on the other side of the glass.

 

[UseAlex]

I never felt less like a human than when I had the ability to speak stripped from me. My boobs popped out of my bra and I looked down at them in disbelief. I can't believe they actually altered my body. It's not just a film of something on top of me, but my boobs are actually forever changed. I wanted to beg them to change me back, but that was not something allowed apparently.

I whimper, dreading whatever will happen next. When I feel myself moving on my own without my consent again, it is so much more horrible than I could have imagined. My legs lifted and separated and my virgin pussy was revealed to them. I pushed with all my strength to move my hands to cover myself, but I simply was not strong enough. I kept myself clean shaven, but I had never even had an orgasm before. Never masturbated, never inserted anything bigger than a tampon. My pussy was pristine and perfect, the very image of inexperience and virginity, and it was perfectly accessible for all the men to admire and analyze.

 

[newbalogna]

As her legs continued to spread out further, spikes jutted out from her inner thighs. But they quickly spun out and formed tentacles, the migrated into her exposed pussy.
First, they pulled back her lips , showing her entry to the staring technicians.
But then they proceeded deeper, and as they did, they became thicker, and started to pull open her canal.
"It's taking a lot of counter pressure to stretch her open." One of the techs said.
"You think she's a virgin?" asked another.
"I would have never guess that, but these numbers don't lie."
"Dammit, then this is going to take longer."
The lead tech started taking off his coat. "I'm authorizing overtime, but I need to get going. If my kid misses soccer practice again my wife will kill me. You guys know the drill."
As the tentacles held her pussy open, the new flesh of her breasts seemed to melt together, and then began to extrude into a dildo shape.
As the dildo began to stretch to her open pussy, her breasts seemed to almost return to their normal size.
Then, the dildo began to probe her open pussy, the feeling was bizzare, because it felt like her breast skin was entering her own pussy.

 

[UseAlex]

It isn't until this very moment that I realize the outrageous extent that the scientists have control over me. Of course I wasn't having my boobs shoved into my pussy, but it felt exactly like it. This was so utterly impossible, and yet I was experiencing it against my will. If they could make me feel this, what else would be possible?

I shutter, both because my pussy gets stuffed fuller than I had ever imagined and because my sensitive tits experience the tightness, the wetness, the clenching as if they are being squeezed. My pussy throbs and I feel it in my chest, as if my own interior walls are massaging my round boobs. I shake my head, hating the feeling and trying my very best to keep from cumming, which would not only be humiliating beyond words, but the convulsions would massage my tits even more!

 

[newbalogna]

One of the technicians frowns. "Look at this rate, we're gonna be here all night. Can you increase girth by 25%?"
The other technician presses a key on his keyboard, and then a wave of flesh goes down from her breasts, through her - breast - dildo? - making it thicker.
When the wave hits her pussy, she feels herself stretch open even more.
"And let's get her to cum soon. We need to chart her refractory time so we can start some projections."
Another keystroke, and a little tentacle buds off the breast-dildo. It touches her exposed clit, and it's sudden intense pleasure, as that little tentacle feels like it was made from her nipples!
"And release her gag. It sound's like the restraint is interfering with her breathing."
Another keystroke, and she has control of her jaw and tongue again.

 

[UseAlex]

My mouth finally bursts open and I yell at the top of my lungs,
"STOP IT! I CAN'T TAKE IT! YOU'RE GONNA MAKE ME CUM! PLEASE, NOOOO!"

It's all I can muster as the intense pleasure I feel makes me lose my mind and cannot form words anymore. My pussy is stretched so far, I can feel an orgasm coming. I try as hard as I can to stop it, but the sensation of my clit is just too much! My sensitive nipples and clit rubbing together pushes me over the edge, and trying to hold it back does nothing except make my orgasm that much bigger! I buck my hips and cry out loudly, the unwanted pleasure washing over me. My pussy erupts into convulsions and I experience my first ever orgasm. It is absolutely massive and I feel a spritz of my cum shoot up from around the dildo. Sure enough, my pussy convulsing makes my breasts feel amazing, even if I hate it, and it surely contributes to making the orgasm bigger and last longer. My legs are trembling, my pussy is sopping, and my hips buck a few more times, my strength leaving me.

 

[newbalogna]

"She's cumming! Great! Have the symbiote release the dopamine receptor agonist into her blood stream. Let's make sure she gets a really long orgasm going."
Her breast-dildo introduced a twisting motion to the thrusting motion, as the the nipple-tentacle wrapped around her clit so it wouldn't lose it's prey.
This caused her clit to be tugged left and right every time the dildo twisted.
"Okay, prolactin receptor agonist. Let's get some lactation flowing."
She began to feel disorganized contractions in her breasts, and something flow down her breast-dildo.
Dribbles of milk began to besmeared out of her pussy by the thrusting and twisting dildo.

 

[UseAlex]

I was just coming down from my orgasm when I feel another one coming quick. I am incredibly inexperienced, but I can still tell that this is due to the manipulations of the technicians. Somehow they are forcing me to cum again so quickly, as if making me cum the first time showed the machine how to make me cum on demand. The thought is humiliating, but I can't focus on it as my futile efforts to keep from bursting again are destroyed. I feel an explosion of milk in my pussy, making me feel the new sensations of being creampied and lactating at the same time, each driving the other to new heights of pleasure I never thought possible.

 

[newbalogna]

"Dopamine antagonists, now!" The technician shouted.
Suddenly, you feel something else.
The orgasm, seemingly on the midst of finishing, now seems - frozen. In a state of almost but not quite cumming.
Even as the various devices - her own flesh it felt like - were violating her, her blood began to boil from a desire for climax to arrive, it seemed forever stalled.
"We're getting good numbers here," one of the technicians announced.
"Good timing," another said, "because looks like a lurker just became a customer. "I'm forwarding the order to the suits' on-boards."
"Navigation is online."
The electric shocks controlling her muscles ceased, and she could move again.
Her breasts retracted out of her, and assumed a more normal, yet enlarged shape. The little tendrils holding her pussy open retracted into her thighs.
The technician pushed a button, and one of the glass walls slid into the floor.
And still, her relentless desire to cum was not slaked.
"Go to the customer," the lead technician told her. "Then you will be relieved."
Suddenly, it seemed like the suit gripped her clit like a joystick, and nudged it - forward - through the now open glass wall.
"Navigation has taken over," a tech announced.

 

[UseAlex]

I still didn't understand what was going on or why I was here, but I hated the way I felt right now. I felt myself pushed forward and nearly came when my clit got gripped, but I manage to hold on. Blushing brightly, I bring my hands to cover myself, but yelp when I feel the spike of unwanted pleasure in response to my fingers touching my incredibly sensitive body. I have to be careful to keep from falling into another horrible orgasm in front of the scientists. My hands hover over my skin. It's less effective at covering myself up, but at least I won't embarrass myself and squirt onto the floor. I bemoan that I don't have enough hands to cover my ass as well as I am led forward.