Epicenter Six's AN: Yes, I'm making another cybersissy story, although this time, I have a collaborator and we constantly bounce ideas off of each other. It's pretty damn fun. Hope you enjoy.
PrideTheSuccubus's AN: My first collab story with my new buddy, Epicenter! We've been brainstorming with many ideas for this story for a while now, a lot of things planned ahead that will leave you all surprised! Enjoy, and stay tune for more!
"Are you sure about this, Jhiaxus?" Galvatron asked his scientific friend as they were in a barren part of Cybertron, a few miles outside of Iacon. They were currently walking around some valleys near a mountain to the left, looking for any signs of something having been built out here. To be specific, it was the Mutatio Valley, a place of some notoriety. It appears to be just a normal valley, but a strange amount of Autobots and Decepticons have disappeared here, enough that some people have noticed it and have made demands to keep the place off any scouting list. The Autobots agreed after 15. The Decepticons agreed after 30.
"Yes, of course. There's a signal here somewhere. A dim one, but a signal all the same," Jhiaxus told him.
"Remind us again what it is?" Nova Prime asked.
"He said it was factory or a base, but I think we would've found it by now if it was," Bludgeon told him, sword in hand.
"That's what I thought," Nova Prime muttered. "Galvatron, I'm starting to think this was a waste of time."
"Have some trust in him, you old rust bucket," Galvatron told him.
"Why should we?"
"It must be hidden somewhere," Jhiaxus muttered. "Has to be. Wouldn't be the first."
"If it is, makes one wonder what could be in there, eh Nova?" Galvatron asked smugly, which got on Nova's nerves.
"Don't you play coy with me. You have no right to until we-"
"Cave!" Bludgeon shouted as he pointed to their left with his sword. They all turned their heads to see exactly the truth, a cave inside the mountain.
"I knew it!" Jhiaxus yelled as he ran over to it and Galvatron looked at Nova smugly.
"Don't you even dare," Nova wared as he rushed over to the cave, leaving Galvatron to sigh in annoyance. Nova was becoming a pain to deal with. Maybe they should just leave him somewhere… or eject him into a star. That'll work too. He quickly started running over and catched up to them quickly. The cave was a wide one. Allowing for all four to enter easily. The four walked on inside.
"Looks like a magnesium cave. Interesting," Jhiaxus muttered as they got their flashlights out and walked on inside the cave, It didn't take long before they found an old, rusted elevator, looking very aged. Jhiaxus pressed it and the elevator opened for them. At least the metal looked sturdy and was pretty wide, but that was backed in its prime, which was a long time ago.
"Will this even work?" Nova asked.
"I believe so," Jhiaxus told them as he stepped inside to make it creak lightly and examined it carefully. He opened the roof hatch and looked around. "Wires are looking strong. It'll hold us up, I assure you."
"I trust you," Bludgeon muttered as he stepped inside and Jhiaxus closed the ceiling hatch.
"Hmm, fine," Galvatron agreed as he stepped inside, the elevator still holding up.
"Well, if it hasn't collapsed, guess it's safe," Nova muttered as he stepped inside behind them and pushed the singular button. The elevator started up loudly, the engine sputtering for a bit before going at a full and started descending down.
"Old," Bludgeon said simply as they descended down slowly and it was all that was needed to be said about the elevator as it continued on down until it reached the ground and opened back up. Inside appeared to be a lobby, with a desk and four doors, two on the back wall, and one on the left and right wall, all open. None of the lights were working, leaving it in darkness as they moved their flashlights around
"How… business-like," Nova noticed as he looked around. "No chairs aside from the one at the desk thought. This wasn't meant as a waiting room, but probably as a directory."
"A place to guide workers, perhaps?" Jhiaxus wondered.
"More than likely," Galvatron agreed as Jhiaxus walked around the desk to attempt to access the computer.
"Power's out. Elevator probably runs on a separate generator," Jhiaxus told them.
"So we have to find the generator and get it working?" Nova questioned.
"Yes. Might be a bit difficult to find it, but it's necessary. Look around. Automatic doors. If we don't fix it, then we would have to force all these doors open," Jhiaxus told them.
"I can do that," Bludgeon muttered.
"That shouldn't be necessary," Nova muttered. "There has to be a map somewhere. Care to look through the desk for it?"
"Hmm, let me check," Jhiaxus muttered as he searched through the drawers quickly. "Hold on, found a datapad." He pulled it out and turned it on. "Hmm, looks like there's a directory here, along with other notes, and it does show the generator room."
"There we go. Lead the way," Nova insisted.
"Right, let's get going. The first door is opened for us."
"Here we are," Jhiaxus muttered as Bludgeon pulled the door to the generator room opened and allowed them to enter the room. Jhiaxus went on over to the terminal to see it was blinking. "Huh," he muttered as he went over to it, activated it, and started looking around. "This place appeared to be put in deep power-saving mode. People use it when they're abandoning a place, but have plans to come back to it, whether in the near-future or the far-future. It's done so that they don't burn out the generator while also keeping the memory bank of the generator secure so that they don't have to input where and how much energy goes to places in the building."
"Well, good thing we beat them here to recover the technology here," Galvatron muttered as he got next to Jhiaxus.
"If alive," Bludgeon muttered and it was a good point. There was a chance that the owners simply died a long time ago, leaving the first people to find it as the new owners.
"Irrelevant. We beat everyone here. That's all that matters," Nova told everyone smugly, which was also true. All signs indicate they're the first one to find this place after it was abandoned. After all, they're the one to reach the generator room and turn it on.
"Well, let me… huh? New facial scan for master?" Jhiaxus muttered as suddenly a small tentacle came out and scanned his face, as well as Galvatron, with a green light, shocking him. After that, it went back and all the generators started kicking on to max power. The lights came on, leaving them confused, before they all turned off there flashlights.
"Strange," Bludgeon muttered
"Very," Jhiaxus muttered as he looked at the terminal. "Got a new message. 'Head to central mainframe to turn SIS on.' Huh."
"SIS? What is that?" Nova questioned.
"Let's head to the central mainframe and find out. Jhiaxus, lead the way," Galvatron ordered.
"Fine."
They arrived at the central mainframe and Jhiaxus and Galvatron went to the console to activate it. "Let's see… 'begin facial inspection,'" he recited the button he pushed, which caused a tentacle to come out again and rescan his face. After that, they waited a few moments before an androgynous voice spoke.
"Synthetic Integration Server online. Ready to serve, Master," it said, leaving them confused.
"Are you a VI or an AI?" Jhiaxus.
"I was created as a VI, but have expanded my knowledge to become an AI," it answered.
"Huh, how interesting," Jhiaxus muttered, thinking it through, before getting to the point. "What's the purpose of this facility?"
"To create cybersissies," it told them.
"Cybersissies?" Galvatron muttered. "What are those?"
"Cybertronians that have undergo the rubberization process to become servants," it told them, confusing them.
"Huh? What is this?" Jhiaxus muttered, surprised. It wasn't often that he didn't know what something was.
"Well, it's as I described," it told them.
"Well then," Galvatron muttered with a dark smile, "mind if we get a test trial?"
"Of course, master. Which of the two non-masters would you like me to test on?" SIS asked, which earned Bludgeon and Nova's attention.
"Galvatron, you better not-" Nova attempted to say before getting interrupted.
"Nova, if you would please, SIS," Galvatron grinned.
"What?! Don't you- hey!" he yelled as he suddenly felt an invisible force around him, pulling him into the air and keeping him still.
"Tractor beam operational," SIS said. "Guiding test subject out of the room."
"No, don't you dare! Galvatron I will get you for this!" Nova yelled as he was led out of the room and the door closed behind him.
"Turning on cameras," SIS said as the monitors in the room turned on, allowing them to watch the process.
Nova struggled as he was led down the halls. How could Galvatron just offer him up as a test subject like that? He was a prime! He reached the cleaning room and the arms quickly got to work cleaning him, deluging him with water, scrubbing him with cleaning fluids, buffering his body, and sending tentacles in to make sure his insides were clean. When it was all done, he was brought to a room with reflexive walls and a vat with a black liquid in the center. He was brought to above the vat, leaving him terrified.
"It is important that each cybersissy is cleaned before continuing on. Leaving any grime on them could cause unfortunate complications in the process and we have to make sure each sissy looks perfect as well," SIS told the others.
"Understandable. Contaminates are bad to have when doing an experiment," Jhiaxus nodded.
"This is a bit more than a simple experiment," Bludgeon muttered.
"True, it is."
"Beginning pre-op process," SIS said, warning Nova of what was to occur. "Placing lips." Metal pieces came down and was implanted on his mouth before a syringe was injected into them, making luscious, rubber lips. "Placing optic screens." Clear, plastic screens were brought to his optics and placed there, acting like contacts. "Installing speakers." Small devices were brought to his audials and placed there. "Removing panels." The arms went to his aft and pelvic plate and ripped them off, revealing his valve and spike, embarrassing the Prime. This was ignoble. "Trimming body." Corsets came over to him and placed on him. The overbust one wrapped around his chest and was cinched up, making him gasp in pain at each cinch of the corset until he was a thinned by half. The neck corset went around his neck and was cinched up just as tightly, thinning it by half as well and finishing the pre-op process.
"Hehehe," Galvatron couldn't help but snicker, which earned queer looks from the two others in the room, which cause Galvatron to be serious again. "What? It's nothing."
"The pre-op process is meant to prepare a cybersissy for their new job, adding items to help them hear and see as well as make them aesthetically more pleasing," SIS told them.
"It sure is pleasing me," Galvatron muttered with a small smirk, earning more puzzled looks from Jhiaxus and Bludgeon.
With that, Nova was lowered down to the black pit. He tried moving about, wanting to escape from there. This was no fate that should befall a Prime! However, the tractor beam held it tight grip, not letting him loose as his feet touched the black substance. He groan as he felt the cool substance going over him, but he kept up his futile efforts, not wanting to know what would happen. As it covered more and more of his legs, he started gradually losing the will to fight. Once it reached his spike, he gave a labored groan as he was as he gave up the struggle. He just relaxed as his body was lowered more and more down until it was just his head left. He gazed around one last time before he was swallowed by the abyss, unable to see anything. He could only wait as he felt it entering his mouth and valve and changing his spike.
"And here is the rubberization process I told you about. He will be in there for several minutes and the process will do his best. The liquid rubber is invading his body through his valve and mouth to rubberize his insides and more are injected directly, to help make it more thorough," SIS explained to them.
"My, how interesting. Is that all?" Jhiaxus asked.
"Of course not. We also used nanobots as well to help make it more efficient and ensure they are rubberize in the right places," it told him.
"Nanobots? Oh, I'm very interested," the scientist said, interest lacing his tone. This was obviously the most important to him.
"Yes. The nanobots ensure they infest every part. They help the cybersissy survive without energon and to keep them from tiring. They are also used to help track them down. They give off signals that'll allow masters to find their cybersissy easily should they try to escape," it told them.
"How valuable," Bludgeon muttered gravely. He was used to tracking people down, so this would help him.
"Also, one other thing. They no longer have denta from the process so that they can give more efficient blowjobs," SIS told them.
"Oh, I'll be keeping that in mind," Galvatron muttered.
After many minutes, Nova was pulled back up, covered completely in the thick, black gunk that was dripping off him. His frame was made noticeably smaller, especially at the limbs, so as to make him more petite. What was once his spike had been replaced by a rubber bulge, trapping his spike in it to ensure he wouldn't be overloading any time soon. The other thing he noticed was that his denta appeared to have covered over or removed, most likely to make entrace of spikes much smoother. Warm air enveloped his body as the rubber dried out to be completely solid. The vat closed the arms preared for the next part.
"Um… what happened to his spike?" Bludgeon asked.
"Cybersissies are not allowed to overload, so the rubberization process transforms there spikes into those lovely bulges," SIS explained to them. "Please note, it is still extremely sensitive to touch. Use that information however you like."
"Oh, I will," Galvatron grinned, earning more looks from his comrades.
The arms came out with paint sprayers attached and started painting him up in white. Stockings were painted up to the middle of his lower legs, and one line was drawn below the knees, one was drawn above the knee, two were drawn in the center and upper part of his thighs. Panties were quickly painted on him before a heart was drawn on his bulge, side of hips, and on his knees. Five lines were drawn in his lower body before moving up to his upper body. They quickly draw a bra on him, each middle of the cup having an opening in the center in the shape of a heart and a heart at the back to form the clasp. They went to his arms and quickly painted up his lower arm before painting three lines above the elbow and two below the shoulder before painting the center of his upper arm. They painted a heart at the palm and back of palms before drawing a line at each side of his knuckle and drawing feminine fingernails on him. They went to his neck and painted a single, large line before heading to his face. They quickly painted his big lips in white before drawing iris, pupils, eyeshadow, eyebrows, and eyelashes, making him smile lustfully. The arms finished it off by painting hearts on both sides of his cheeks, finishing him off.
"Here we have the painting process, so that the cybersissy will always look fabulous, with or without clothing," SIS explained to them. "Every cybersissy is not allow to display any other emotion other than lustful happiness."
"Hahaha!" Galvatron laughed heartily, unable to contain his laughter at Nova's situation, which earned more odd looks from his ally.
"Master, he is enjoying this too much," Bludgeon whispered to Jhiaxus.
"I know he is, but this is fascinating. Just keep watching," Jhiaxus told him and he sighed before nodding.
With that done, the arms proceeded to bring microscopic cameras and microphones over to him and place them on his pupils and audials and were turned on, giving him sight and sound. Nova gazed at himself and gazed at it, dumbfounded. He looked so different. His body was so much thinner and his body being painted in this black-and-white, which was really good at reflecting light. The most startlingly part was those large, luscious lips on him, ready to kiss anyone and more.
"What was that?" Bludgeon muttered.
"Cameras and microphones so that the cybersissy can see and hear. The rubber blocks eyesight and deafens them. That's why the plastic screen and speakers were inserted earlier."
"Hmm, good planning," Jhiaxus nodded.
"Yes. Now, it's time to begin the dressing phase," he told them.
"Dressing?" Galvatron asked.
"Something we took from other alien cultures. Watch."
The arms began the dressing phase, beginning by bringing out a pair of white, latex panties. The arms slid these up Nova's legs all the way up to his hips, covering his bulge and leaving his valve exposed with a hole for easy penetration. Corsets came and were wrapped around his chest and neck. They were both cinched up for looks mostly and weren't done nearly as tight, although both his chest and neck were made his new body a tenth thinner.
Black stockings were brought to him and were slid up his legs to the tops of his thighs before using straps to attach it to the corset to help keep it up. The arms quickly rubbed him down, making him moan loudly and sensually. This allowed him to hear his voice having been pitched up to a more feminine sounding What the frag did they do to him? The arms slid black garters around his knees before moving on to footwear.
The arms bent his feet severely to a right angle, making him yell again in pain. The arms brought out a pair of white, rubber ballet boots and slid them three-fourth up his lower leg and cinched it up in back. Nova couldn't help but hate this situation he was in, as his feet were not flexible. The arms lowered him down to the ground to let him stand on his new apparel, making him moan even more. These were not comfortable to stand in at all.
"What happened to his voice?" Jhiaxus asked.
"We determine that low voices are not very subservient. Forcibly changing them to lighter tones would help make them adjust easier to being subservient," SIS explained.
"Perfect," Galvatron muttered.
"There's also his moans. He seemed a lot more sensitive," Bludgeon said.
"That's a side-effect of the rubberization. Cybersissies are a lot more sensitive to touch," SIS answered.
"So he'll scream a lot easier," Galvatron grinned.
A pair of black gloves were brought to Nova and slid up his arms to the top of his shoulders and quickly rubbed them down, making him gasp a lot more. A black, latex unbuttoned blouse came up next and his arms were slid through and buttoned up. The sleeves went to the wrists, the bottom went to his hips, and the collared hugged his neck. The arms rubbed him down again, making him moan even more. Once that was done, a large, white bow was brought to him and tied around it, the tails reaching a fourth down his chest.
With that, the centerpiece came next and a white, latex dress was brought to him and placed on his form. The arms quickly put it on him, the sleeves going down to his wrist, the bottom going three-fourths down his thighs, and having a circular collar from a shoulder going a fifth down his chest. White frills went about the wrist and bottom with three black lines around the skirt of his dress. A hole was at his valve for easy penetration. The arms proceeded to rub him down, making him moan loudly each time the rubbed him, especially when they rubbed his bulge.
A black apron came next and were wrapped around his hips. They were a rectangular one, going side-from-side and the bottom went down to the center of his thighs with frills all around. The arms rubbed that down, making him moan some more at that. A black, rubber waist cincher was brought to him and cinched up in white at his back, making him gasp at each cinch, thinning his waist just a little more. A large, black ribbon was brought to him and pinned at the back, the width going past his sides and the tails reaching down to his knees.
With that, it was time for the accessories. Black bows came out for him, one being placed at the base of the boot with three more going up, ten connected bows going around the bottom, one were wrapped around his wrists, lower arms, and upper arms. White bows came and five were placed on his waist cincher from side to side and four were placed on the corners of the apron. A white, latex hood was brought to him and connected to his neck before pulling up to the top of his head, covering the back and side of his head and neck and having white frills around it. A black headband with white frills were brought to him and placed on the top of head with black bows placed on either side of it.
With that, he was left to look at himself. He was all dressed up as some fetish maid, almost his entire body covered by the clothing. That made his new rubber mesh extremely sensitive to it as it constantly rubbed against each other. His face was stuck in a look of lustful happiness, ready to serve his master's every desire. This was an absolutely pathetic fate to be in.
With that, the arms were ready to begin packaging. Two black, phallic devices were brought out and inserted in his mouth and valve. He quivered from the vibrations as he saw a pink doll box with a clear front for prospective buyers. The lid was opened up and the arms grabbed his struggling form and placed him inside it. He was held in it with metal bindings around his neck, wrist, and ankles. A plastic sheet was brought to him and placed on top of the doll box before vacuuming the doll box, pressing the sheet against the cybersissy to help contain him. The lid was placed back on top of him to complete it and labels were placed on the box, the most prominent being on the front.
NOVA PRIME THE CYBERSISSY
"HAHAHAHA!" Galvatron laughed heartily as the box was sent out of the room. "Oh, SIS, if you had a body, I would make you second-in-command right here, right now."
"Oh, uh… this is a weird emotion I'm feeling," SIS said. If it could blush, it probably would've.
"Where did you send him?" Jhiaxus asked.
"Oh, I placed him with the other cybersissies," SIS answered them, which made them paused.
"Other cybersissies?" Bludgeon asked
"Oh, yes, trespassers. They triggered my actions by taking the wrong path. You guys took the right path, so you didn't trigger my system," SIS explained to them.
"Oh, well… luck of the draw," Galvatron breathed out in relief.
"So… where are the other cybersissies?" Jhiaxus asked.
"I'll show you," SIS said.
SIS guided the group to a storage room of sorts for cybersissies, with doll boxes all around the room. The first one was Nova Prime, as expected. The second one led to confusion. "Tickshift?" Bludgeon muttered. "Why does that sound familiar?"
"I know. I feel like I know him too," Galvatron admitted.
"Yeah, wait, I think I remember," Jhiaxus said as he pulled out a datapad and looked it over. "I'm right! He was the last Decepticon to go missing here."
"Missing? Check the rest of the boxes to see if they match the other missing Decepticons and Autobots," Galvatron ordered and Jhiaxus did so, checking each box's name with the one on his datapad. After checking them all, he returned.
"I checked them all and they all the names here are in a box, in order of disappearance. The only one not on the list is Roller, although he apparently disappeared pre-war as well."
"Roller? Hmm, I thought the Necrobot might've taken him and displaced him out of time," Bludgeon muttered.
"Bludgeon, I know you're superstitious, but stay in the realm of reality. That's too stupid to actually believe," Jhiaxus chided his supersteous teammate.
"It's what I read in regards to the Necrobot," Bludgeon muttered.
"That implies time travel. That's clearly only belong in the works of fiction. No properly working universe would be able to actually perform it. Their only explanation is psudo-scientific nonsense," Jhiaxus told him with an air of contempt.
"Well, it would probably be a better fate than being cybersissified."
"Enough with your pointless banter! Help me unbox Nova!" Galvatron ordered. Bludgeon sighed as he use his sword to cut through the plastic sheet and the metal bindings, opening it effortlessly. Nova stumbled out into Galvatron's arms, who held on to him tightly and removed the phallic device in his mouth.
"Galvatron, let me go!" Nova yelled as he attempted to break free, although Galvatron appeared to be more amused by his attempts.
"Oh, Nova, why are you so weak?" Galvatron asked.
"Another result of the Cybersissification process. The strength of cybersissies is reduced noticeably to become weaker than Cybertronians. That's not to say they're weak, just nowhere near as strong as a Cybertronian," SIS told them.
"Oh, that's good to know," Galvatron said with a grin before he draw Nova in for a kiss, surprising him, before pulling back. "Hmm, not bad."
"You disgust me," Nova told him.
"So," Bludgeon interrupted, "I guess it's safe to say the other cybersissies are dead."
"No, of course not," SIS said. "Cybersissification perfectly preserves the body. They are all still alive. I'm looking at their vital signs and they are all alive and awake."
"Awake?" Jhiaxus asked.
"Yes. Like I said, cybersissies can't rest," SIS told them. "They have just been staring ahead like this for all these years."
"Seriously?" Jhiaxus muttered. "All they could do is look inside their prison? That's unbelievably cruel."
"I'm sorry. I wasn't expecting it to take this long for my master to return, much less get new masters," SIS told them.
"Huh, have you done nothing to help them?" Galvatron asked.
"I tried. Since they were trespassers, they get different boxes that had a speakers and a neural interface. I would every now and then do things to help pass the time, mostly played some music. Every several weeks, I would use the neural links to bring them to a VR world where all the trespassers could interact with each other. It didn't consume much power at all as we run on an annihilation generator. It was hard at first, but when more and more people came in, it gave them more people to talk to keep them sane. So far, they're all mostly okay, although they will all probably require psychological therapy before they can go to work as cybersissies. We're currently in a cycle with no music and no VR interface," SIS told them.
"Well, at least it something. We'll let them out soon," Galvatron muttered as he turned back to Nova. "Now, SIS, can you hand me a collar and leash?"
"Of course, master. What color would you like it?" SIS questioned.
"I think Decepticon purple will look rather fetching on our former Prime," he said as he brought a hand to Nova's cheek and lightly petted him.
"Yes, master," the AI said before a tentacle appeared out of a ceiling with a purple rubber collar and leash. Nova struggled some more as Galvatron placed the collar around his neck.
"There we go. The proper neckwear for a slave," Galvatron purred. "So beautiful."
"You fragger!" Nova yelled.
"Aw, you'll fall in line soon enough," Galvatron said before addressing the other two. "I'm going to take my new maid for a walk around the facility. Maybe break him in. You two do what you want."
"Understood," Jhiaxus said as Bludgeon merely nodded.
"Let's go," Galvatron ordered as he let go of Nova and exited the room, forcibly pulling Nova with him.
"Don't you dare frag me!" Nova yelled as he disappeared and the door closed.
"Hmm, I think Galvatron has got too much of a taste for power," Bludgeon muttered.
"Maybe, but this is most impressive," Jhiaxus said as he examined each of the cybersissies.
"And disturbing, but I guess these could serve a purpose," Jhiaxus muttered.
"They will," Jhiaxus muttered. "I heard Megatron has taken control of Iacon. We may not be on good terms with him, but we should contact him soon. Even he can't deny how important this technology is. He could permanently tamed those Autobots with this."
"Hmm, true," Bludgeon nodded. "Megatron would want any technology that would prevent future rebellions and this could be his answer for that."
"Exactly. Now, let's gets these cybersissies out of their boxes. I honestly feel bad for them and that's something I don't say lightly," Jhiaxus ordered him.
"Agreed."
"SIS, be prepared for any of the cybersissies to fight back," Jhiaxus ordered.
"Understood, master," SIS agreed.
"Great. I believe this is the start of a beautiful future," Jhiaxus said as Bludgeon set free the first cybersissy.