Fan Fiction
Contents - [Prologue|Chapter 1|Chapter 2|Chapter 3|Chapter 4|Chapter 5|Chapter 6|Chapter 7|Chapter 8|Chapter 9|Chapter 10|Chapter 11|Ending #1|Ending #2|Ending #3|Ending #4]
Codes: Mdom/f, Fdom/f, Bnd, mc, trn, xfrm, nc
Dizzy felt giddy, almost lightheaded — but definitely horny — as they uncuffed her from the poles, then rolled her onto her stomach. Miller pulled her backwards so that she was crouched with her rear raised up into the air, and then re-cuffed her ankles to the poles, while Liss cuffed her wrists to her tail.
She blushed, shivering as Miller began to stroke her backside, and couldn't resist purring when Liss stroked her hair. But abruptly, both of them moved aside for a moment, and there was the sound of clothes rustling.
Then Liss climbed onto the table in front of Dizzy, completely nude. Dizzy gasped, blushing bright red as she sat on the table with her legs spread in front of Dizzy, who moaned when Miller began rubbing his cock over Dizzy's sex. Liss scooted forward so that her crotch was almost against Dizzy's mouth, stroking the half-Gear's hair. "C'mon, little Dizzy-pet," she said. "Start lickin', kitten ..."
Dizzy blushed, shuddering, and obediently began licking at Liss's sex, purring softly from the strokes. To her surprise, it didn't taste horrible, nor did it taste as sweet as her own. It just tasted ... uncertain, somehow, and she didn't know if she liked it or not ...
But then she gasped as Miller thrust his cock all the way into her pussy. She stuck her tongue out reflexively, plunging into Liss's sex, and the woman groaned. "Oh yes ... good kitten ..."
"Yes ..." grunted Miller as he thrust in and out of Dizzy. "She's a ... good Dizzypet ..."
She blushed deeply, moaning and purring as she continued licking. It was immensely humiliating to her, the way they talked as if she was just a pet ... but at the same time, it was turning her on even more. Was it because she'd given in? She didn't know. But she was starting to lose track of other facts, as well, as she felt herself drifting off in the mental haze of arousal. All she could do was keep on licking, purring as best she could, whimpering and moaning as the sensations continued to build up within her ...
And then she came, her body spasming and shuddering with pleasure, moaning loudly, shuddering in her bonds as the sensations rocked through her.
"Heh ... you sure ... like to cum ... don't you ... Dizzypet ..." groaned Miller as he continued thrusting, and reached out to ruffle her white wing.
"Oh god ..." gasped Liss, grasping Dizzy by her locks of hair. "She's ... still licking ... I'm gonna cum soon ..."
"Yes! Good!" grunted Miller. "Let's see ... if we can't send ... her over ... again ..."
Dizzy shuddered and moaned; by every indication, the fact that she was still getting fucked right after climaxing meant that another orgasm was on the way.
She was dimly aware that her lickings were starting to pay off, although she wasn't thinking clearly enough to think those words exactly. She knew there was a feminine scream above her, and then her face was suddenly splashed with liquid. She held her mouth open, catching the taste, and swallowing it almost reflexively; the fact that she was being grabbed by her hair and her face was pressed tightly against it seemed only a minor detail.
Something of greater importance, however, was the sudden slam into her pussy, and then liquid was squirted into her, and she squealed from the immense wave of pleasure that washed through her, and she fainted.
She was being held by someone. Someone she knew. Someone with whom she knew'd be safe — someone to protect her ...
But then she felt one hand on her breast, and she gasped. "Mou ... w-what ..." She realized that her arms and legs were firmly bound to a sort of upright post. As she awakened further, she saw that she was in a cold grey cell, lit only by a source of light behind her.
Dizzy felt the cool hand turning her head, and she shuddered as she saw a pale blue feminine face, framed by equally blue hair, and a metal collar beneath it.
"Undine ..." Dizzy breathed softly, eyes widening.
I'm sorry ... said a voice into her mind. They have even greater control over myself than over you ... Undine kissed her on the lips, before one hand slipped down to rub at Dizzy's sex ...
She gasped. With all the various things they'd done to her, she realized they hadn't actually put anything cold into her. It was a strange new experience, and she felt a tingling sensation throughout her whole body ...
And then stopped, as Undine suddenly drew her hand away.
Dizzy sat there, whimpering softly. "U-undine ..." she stammered.
Then the wing-woman placed a hand in Dizzy's mouth, muffling her speech and rendering her mute, before slowly — carefully — reaching down to stroke Dizzy's pussy.
Before abruptly stopping again.
Miller and Liss smiled to each other. "So, are we ready for phase 2?" he said.
"Yep," said Liss. "We are."
The girl was redheaded, slightly chubby, and terrified. Her neck, wrists, and ankles were strapped down to the table, holding her compltetely immobile. This was in the middle of a large chamber. Through the reinforced glass, Miller and Liss watched her struggles and whimpers.
"Y'know, I've looked over the specs for the process," said Liss pointedly, "and I notice that it's probably gonna leave her horny."
"Krause probably would have complained something to that effect," said Miller cheerfully, and gave Liss a peck on the cheek. "Are we ready?"
Liss nodded. "Yep," she said.
"Okay, here we go," said Miller, reaching forward to pull a lever.
The Machine's voice said, "Initializing procedure: DZ-001 Genesis, stage 1: immersion."
The girl froze as he heard the voice, letting out a soft whimper, and then yelped as the straps holding her down lifted her up, holding her in midair in the center of the chamber. She yelped again as a strange device that looked like a metal version of an airline emergency oxygen mask snaked up from below and then clamped down on her mouth. Another one lifted up and clamped down on her pussy, and a similar one closed over her rear from below. Two more clamped onto her breasts. Various bizzare devices gripped her, seemingly trying to touch every single part of her body. She began screaming as a strange device blocked her vision.
And then, they turned on, one at a time. When it began, her screams stopped for a moment, only to begin anew. A tingling sensation began in her mouth ... then in her pussy ... then in her behind ... then in her breasts ... then all over her whole body, in order of which devices had been attatched to her. A searing white light tore through her eyes, and threatened to dissolve her brain from the inside out. Magic was pored into her, every orfice, every pore, every inch of her skin.
The Machine announced, "Immersion complete. Beginning stage 2: diffusion."
A sharp pain began in the small of her back, but she couldn't scream now. Magic had reached levels were it was uncertain whether or not her vocal chords existed, and if so, what they were.
She fainted; if she hadn't, she would have felt as if she was getting simultaneously stretched and squashed, rearranged and disorganized, and it wouldn't have been long before she had. There was a lot of magic being used here.
Dizzy lay in her bonds, panting. One part of her was impressed that despite her increased ... sensitivity, she'd been stimulated for several hours without climaxing, but mostly, she was feeling tortured. Undine had fingered her, stimulated her clit, always bringing her almost to the edge ...
And then stopped, leaving her whimpering and frustrated, letting the sensations die down.
Before she began again. And each time, with her other hand, she did something different to prevent Dizzy from speaking. Once, she'd simply held her hand over Dizzy's mouth. Twice, she'd held onto Dizzy's tongue between two fingers. Twice, she'd kissed her on the lips, holding it while she fingered her. The rest of the time, Undine had seemed to experiment in different ways to mute her.
Her thoughts were suddenly interrupted by a dull ringing in her ears. Undine immediately leaned down, and began suckling on one of her breasts whilst fingering her furiously. "Aahhh ... Undine ..." gasped Dizzy, and moaned, squeezing her eyes shut. "W-what's ..."
But Undine seemed intent, this time. She pressed three fingers into Dizzy's sex, rubbing furiously at her clit with her thumb, as if trying to spend all her effort in pleasuring her. Dizzy gasped and shuddered, eyes squeezed tightly shut, squirming as her arousal built up ...
And then she gasped and shuddered, moaning out loud as she came, her voice ragged from all the time spent without a rest, and she lay there, gasping for breath.
What with all the brightness, it was nearly impossible to see the girl anymore, but the device covering her mouth was still in place as she was placed into a large tube, which then began filling up with some sort of liquid.
"What should we call her?" said Miller idly.
"DZ-001," said the Machine.
"Yes, that was a silly idea to call them 'DZ'," said Liss, rolling her eyes. "Hmm ... how about Cutie?"
"I meant an actual name," said Miller. "Of course, I imagine you'll call her that no matter what. Hmm ... something that isn't a generic name, but doesn't violate any copyright laws ... maybe a sort of mystic quality."
Liss thought about this. "How about Qi," she said.
"Chii ...? Oh — you mean the Chinese word for 'life force'," said Miller. "That will work just fine. Now ... we'll just wait a while and then, ah, introduce Dizzy and Qi to each other ..."
Dizzy blushed as Miller attatched a leash to her collar and undid her bonds, but she obediently sank to her knees and let him reattatch the complicated set of bondage items which forced her to crawl on her hands and knees. To her surprise he didn't put a blindfold on her. He did, however, strap a ballgag to her face, silencing any protests she might have had. He picked up a sort of suitcase and gave her leash a tug.
She followed him through the hallways, able to see this time. It was rather embarassing; a number of people walked through the halls on various matters, and glanced towards her occasionally. The fact that they seemed only give her cursory, vaguely interested looks, as opposed to openly leering at her, somehow made it worse.
There was certainly nothing she could do about it, of course. She tried to speak through her gag, but it came out as just an indistinct mumble. Miller chuckled and smiled down with her.
Eventually, they came to an unfamiliar room. One wall was dominated by a long row of identical computer monitors; only one was on, which Liss was standing in front of. Another had an equally long row of large glass cylindrical tubes ...
And one of them was occupied.
Suspended in a transparent liquid was a red-haired girl. She seemed to be asleep; there was a breathing mask attatched to her face, wires leading up into the ceiling, and occasionally bubbles would come out of the front.
But what really caught Dizzy's attention was the two wings — one white, and one pink. And from behind her came a long pink tail.
"We'd better get you dressed," said Miller, starting to undo her bonds. He opened the suitcase and took out Dizzy's outfit, which he and Liss dressed her up in. They did everything themselves, not allowing her to even help with what they were doing already. Miller grinned, and before he put the thong over her crotch, he tweaked her clit, causing her to gasp, and then he covered it up. "Are we ready?" he said to Liss.
"Yep," said Liss. "Just need to make some final calculations — she may have less memories left than we thought."
"Memories ...?" said Dizzy nervously.
"Shhh," said Miller, running a hand along Dizzy's back. "We just needed to be ... doubly sure about her learning her new name."
Dizzy found herself purring, but found to her surprise that she couldn't speak. New name? she wondered.
Lisse pushed a few keys on the monitor, and the liquid began to drain out of the tube. The girl slumped to her knees, and the breathing mask drew itself out away from her face. Dizzy suddenly noticed that on her crotch, right above her sex, there was a strange symbol — a somehow familiar symbol ...
Miller smiled, and reached into the suitcase again, taking out a ribbon and a metal collar. Dizzy's eyes widened; it was the same kind as her own. He ceremoniously placed ribbon and collar around the girl's neck, then he and Lisse took another outfit out of the suitcase and started to put it on her.
Dizzy's eyes widened slightly as she realized that it was identical to her own, except pink where her own was black. "Mou ..."
Miller smiled at her. "Yes," he said, eyes twinkling.
The girl was starting to awaken as Liss finished getting the last of the straps on, and Miller walked over to stand next to Dizzy. "Dizzy," he said, "it's time to meet the first of your new sisters."
Dizzy shuddered. "S-sisters ...?"
Miller smiled, and nodded. "Her name is Qi," he said softly, running a hand through Dizzy's hair. "Qi, meet Dizzy."
Qi looked terrified. She shivered, eyes wide and unfocused, and seemed to have difficulty getting her mouth to work. "Wh ... where am I ...?" she croaked.
Liss kissed her on the cheek. "You're in your new home," she said, stroking the girl's hair.
Miller smiled down at her. "Welcome to your new life."