Chapter Seven: Liquidated

Clone Washu had just finished digitizing another acquisition. She must have done this to thousands of girls now. It was a fun hobby, and she wanted more. She could never have enough of them. Then the lights flickered out. Emergency lights turned on as Washu emerged from subspace, looking in a bad mood. What happened?

"What's the problem?" asked Clone Washu.

"Ugh, the generator is overheating," said Washu.

"What?" said Clone Washu. "What do you mean?"

"When we channel Ryoko and Ayeka's power through Kiyone and Mihoshi some of the power gets lost," said Washu. "It builds up in the other girls over time. I'm going to have to power it down for a while so it cools off." She opened a console.

"What?" said Clone Washu. "But then we'll have to shut down some of our systems."

"I know," said Washu, typing.

"...Alright, do it," said Clone Washu. She wouldn't want to lose the rest. "We've got a store of energy from the generator, so we should be able to keep going while it's swift off."

"Gotcha," said Washu, before opening a channel. Viewscreen opened up within the generator. It showed the girls faces, compacted and surrounded by their own bodies. "Hello, ladies. Having fun are we?"

"MMMPH!" they screamed.

"I know you are," said Washu. "Now I've been reading my scanners, and I've noticed you're getting a bit hot. And all that heat might just damage you if this goes on.

"I'd hate to see you hurt, so you'll be getting a break.

"Switching off generators now." She pressed a button. The energy surrounded the generator failed.

"Is it done?" asked Clone Washu.

"Yes," said Washu. "I'm running diagnostics now..." She smiled. "Okay, so all the data is secure. I figure if I set the program on power save we should be able to last.

"Still, the more data we store, the more power we'll spend."

"We could make another generator?" said Clone Washu.

Washu looked up. Doubts as usual. She really wasn't worthy of this collection, was she? "I... well I suppose we could. We'll reverse it later. But I want to avoid that if possible."

They waited. Little by little they waited in darkness as the generator's heat signature died down. Clone Washu loved the idea of them trapped there. They were getting hotter and hotter, only to be plunged back into the cold. But it would be best if this didn't happen in the future.

"Okay, the heat signatures have died down," said Washu. "Our generator girls are back to normal temperatures."

"Good," said Clone Washu. "Switch them back on."

Washu opened the channel again. "Okay ladies, break time is over. It's time for you to get back to work."

"MMMPH!" cried the girls.

"Okay, the generator is switched on, Clone Washu," said Washu. "What's the status?"

Washu looked at the readings as the lights came back on. "...Not good."

"What?" said Washu.

"My readings indicate that we're still getting power," said Clone Washu. "But the flow of power has decreased by nearly fifty percent. It looks like the girls are producing much less energy, and less of it is going into our mainframe.

"We won't be able to power our new systems if it drops any further."

"Do you think we should modify the generator?" asked Washu.

"Not an option. We'd need to unmeld them first," said Clone Washu. "And frankly, I think the repairs would involve replacement parts."

"Replacement parts?" asked Washu.

"Swapping out the girls, I mean," said Clone Washu. "It's not worth the hassle.

"So we might as well just make a new generator with a better design. We can call this one a prototype."

"A cooling system seems logical," said Washu. "Something to keep the system from getting overheated in the first place." She looked to Clone Washu. "...Are you thinking what I'm thinking?"

"I am," said Clone Washu.

Later yet another set of clones was assembled before Clone Washu. She relished the fate she was about to give them. And relished the opportunities for research that fate would allow.

"Ladies, glad to see you here," said Clone Washu, admiring their base forms.

Kiyone crossed her arms underneath her growing bust, sending it jiggling and frowned. "Let's just get this over with Washu."

"Indeed, this has become quite irritating," said Ayeka, looking away.

"I don't know, it's kind of nice visiting all the time like this," said Mihoshi.

"It would be better if it helped me seduce Tenchi, but he doesn't even react," muttered Ryoko, who'd grown the most.

"Quiet, gutter brain." said Ayeka.

"Ladies, ladies please. No need to fight," said Washu, before pressing a button. As usual, the restraints grabbed them. "I've decided to explain my plan to you all while I enact it."

As usual, the mechanical arms came out and set themselves to the girl's breasts and butts. But this time they worked very slowly. Their tits and asses began to expand outwards gradually, agonizingly slowly.

"What is this?" said Ayeka.

"A different kind of transformation," said Washu, cranking up the speed. "I need to increase your mass a bit."

"Washu!" cried Mihoshi. "What are you doing?"

Bigger and bigger their breasts and asses grew, bursting through their clothes. Soon they were sandwiched between their gigantic breasts and growing still larger. Their moans were pleasing. "Simple enough," said Washu. "I'm going to need a lot of you ladies there to fulfill my purposes. Now for the next step of this plan." She made her way over to a struggling Ryoko and grabbed her by the hair.

"Washu," said Ryoko, "let us-"

Then Clone Washu lunged in and pressed their lips together. She explored the space pirate's mouth for a moment to the sound of moaning. Then she broke the kiss and pressed a button. Gags were applied as usual. Then she pressed a few more buttons as they reached the required size.

Rays of blue light poured down on them. The girls struggled and moaned as the rays went through their bodies. The rays altered them at a fundamental level, though there hadn't been any outward change just yet. "Don't mind me," said Washu, "I'm just making sure you are safe. I wouldn't want any of you to get hurt by what I'm doing. I want you perfectly healthy, and fully conscious of what happens to you next.

"You see, I've had a lot of fun with you up until now. There is nothing more entertaining for me than turning you into objects.

"But why do we always have to stick to solids?"

Then Clone Washu typed in a series of commands. New clones were created. And the girls were raised into the air as the floor opened to reveal a huge mixing bowl. Energy fields appeared around their bodies in the shapes of funnels and they were set into them. The energy rays above them change to pink and their moans became distorted.

"Why not try liquids for a change?" asked Washu.

The light began to change them. Little by little their skin began to change color. Mihoshi became yellow, Kiyone blue, Ryoko was red, and Ayeka purple. And then, little by little their bodies began to droop. They squeezed into the funnels as their features became vague.

Before long the funnels began to spin. Their bodies poured through it as a liquid until all of them were poured out into the bowl. Their general features could be seen in their liquid forms. But they had no ability to do anymore more than slosh themselves around. They seemed to be grasping at the sides, only to be pulled back down.

"It's my newest invention," said Washu. "I've changed the way your body is bound together. I've shifted you from solids into something more akin to a liquid.

"Don't worry, you won't break apart.

"Of course the process will stimulate every single one of your nerves. I hardly even need a pleasure field."

Clone Washu gave them one anyway. Their moans came to her faintly as they sloshed around, remaining separate in a rainbow of colors. "Now that is what I call loosening up. Your liquid forms are going to play a very important role in my newest invention. But first, well, none of you possess the right qualities on your own.

"I'm going to have to mix you up."

Pressing another button, she activated the machine. A huge eggbeater device emerged from the walls and was set into the middle of them. Then it began to spin at a blurring speed, sending the girls swirling around. The mixer went around and around. It melded the multicolored liquid girls together, mixing them closer and closer together.

Soon their colors were merging.

"I wouldn't hope on getting out of this anytime soon ladies," said Clone Washu. "I'm a genius and all, but right now your bodies have been mixed together. It would be like if I poured a glass of water into a pitcher of water and then splashed it around.

"No matter how many times I poured it back into the cup, I'd never get the same molecules in place."

At last, their colors had been merging together into a brownish, purplish mesh. Distantly she could see their moaning faces, the indentation of their enormous breasts. It was great. "Now for the second stage of your transformation. I'm going to have to leave you out in the cold for a bit. Well, not for a bit. For a long, long time."

She pressed a button, and the bowl was raised into the air, as a box appeared. The bowl was turned over and poured into the box. A top was set on it, and Clone Washu pressed several more buttons. The sloshing liquid girls began to go still, stiffening as frost began to appear on the side of the box.

Then it was completely still.

"There we go," said Clone Washu. "You're all at subzero temperatures, and yet you haven't turned to ice. That's what makes you the perfect coolant. But I've got some other parts to make."

She turned and made her way over to her little malfunctions. Still melded together in the form of a generator. But useless. But with a bit of recycling... Washu put in a channel to them. "Hello, generator girls. How are you?"

"Mmm..." moaned the clones.

"Not much energy left in you, is there?" asked Washu. "I'm disappointed, to be honest. I was hoping you would power my inventions for months, even years. But I guess prototypes exist for a reason, don't they?

"Even so, your ability to keep powering my devices is deteriorating at a massive rate.

"You're just no good as a generator anymore. But that doesn't mean you can't be part of a generator." She pressed a button and began reforming the generator. Little by little the atoms of the generator were rearranged as they moaned. The generator lengthened longer and longer and hollows out. Soon where once there had been a working device, there was now an immense series of tubes.

"There now," said Clone Washu. "Just the parts we needed."

Carrying the tubes over to the box of frozen liquid girls, Clone Washu looked at the new clones. They stood up unsteadily as she appeared. Kiyone rubbed her head. "Washu, is it done?"

"Oh far from it, ladies," said Washu, typing. "Far from it. Begin the cloning process."

Instantly another set of clones were created right next to the five girls. They stood up in confusion. "What? Why did you just-" began Ryoko. Then a gag was forced in her mouth and she and the others were set into bondage.

Once again Clone Washu began to expand them, larger and larger. Larger than she normally did. The thrill of this new experiment was amazing, and she loved the look of their confusion. "I'm making clones of you because I'm going to need you for the next step. Ordinarily, I'd let you walk free for a bit, but I need you for spare parts.

"Now, beginning the transformation."

Once again they were expanded and shields trapped them in spheres of their breasts and asses. Clone Washu's smile widened as she laughed. "There, nice and sphered. But this time you'll all end up penetrated."

She began the assembly of her new generator design.

Ryoko struggled within the prison of her breasts, pleasured by the field but unable to cum. As she did, it got hotter and hotter. Sweat dripped down her brow. Then she heard a voice and a screen with Washu on it appeared. "Ayeka, Little Ryoko, still thrashing are you? Well, don't worry. I'll give you something to do. And in the process, I'll make it, so you last a lot longer."

Then, through her breasts came a long tube that snaked forward. It plunged into Ryoko's nether regions, and she moaned as she felt it vibrating itself it. "See that thing I'm driving into you?" said Washu. "Well, that's you and some friends in another form. And they're going to help you cool off." All of a sudden something incredibly cold rushed through the tubes into her. The combination of cold and hot made Ryoko moan as steam surrounded her.

"But first, it's time for you to get closer to the other girls. A lot closer." continued Washu.

Then Ryoko felt pressure on both sides. She felt the confines of her prison getting closer and closer around her. Soon they filled her vision. She felt herself being squeezed and pressed down smaller and smaller. And as it happened, she felt something else.

She felt the other girls. Felt the sensation of other tubes inside her. Her nerves, all of their nerves, were on fire. It was beyond ecstasy.

"As of this moment you are all one flesh," said Washu. "You feel everything the others are feeling. And now it's time we add the last part of this new machine."

Ryoko thrust against the tube within her, trying to drive herself over the edge. But the edge was always just out of sight.

And her world just got smaller and smaller. And it became even more intense.

Clone Washu cleaned things up and dusted off her hands in satisfaction. The new Generator Girls were somewhat larger than the previous. But she was sure she could downsize it in another version.

"Well, that's it then," said Clone Washu, sending a transmission to Washu. "Generator Girl 2.0 is complete.

"Test it."

The lights flickered back on. Washu emerged, looking satisfaction. "It's working perfectly. With the addition of the coolant, the generator is producing far more energy than before. And it should be far more stable."

"So it will," said Clone Washu, copying Washu. "But I think it's time I added another to my collection."

Suddenly arms shot out of nowhere to grab Washu. She struggled as the hands were set to her breasts and ass. She looked at Clone Washu in panic. "What... what are you doing?"

"Isn't it obvious," asked Clone Washu as she moved forward. "I'm giving you a taste of your own medicine."

Bigger and bigger Washu's breasts and ass were growing, but she was struggling all the same. She tried to create a console, but Clone Washu canceled it. "Stop it! I need to work on the cure!"

Clone Washu lunged in and kissed her, before pulling a few inches away. "Oh come on, we both know neither of us was ever going to find one. At the rate, we are coming up with new ways to torment these beautiful specimens you'd never fix them all.

"And even if you did find a way, you'd never be able to explain it to Tenchi."

"Let-Mmmph!" began Washu.

And then a gag was forced into her mouth. As her now enormous breasts stopped growing, Clone Washu walked away. She looked through her options. "Now, I suppose I could get creative with you. But why not go with an oldie by a goodie." She pressed a button.

Washu's own pink squares appeared and began to crush her down to size. Little by little she was constricted into the size of a cube. As she did, Clone Washu enjoyed her helplessness. "You see, I like my collection. I like it a lot.

"And I mean to add a great many Washu's to it."

"Mmph!" cried Washu.

"Oh, I might have been you once.' said Clone Washu. "But not anymore."

The cubing was complete. Washu typed in a few more commands, and the full-sized cube began digitization. Little by little, it was transformed and then stored in a flurry of green cold. She went with the other originals, in the very depths of her hard drive. "Have fun in storage. Your clone will work on the cure in your stead."

Then she created another Washu Clone. Now she was the real Washu.

"What happened?" asked the new Clone Washu.

"Oh, we had a slight malfunction in the machinery," said Washu.

"Right, well, I'd better get to work on the cure now," said Clone Washu.

And she went off.

Once she had been called Clone Washu. But now she was the original. And everyone else was just her playthings. She'd be seeing a lot of expansion of her collection in the future. "Science is fun."

Author's Note:

Well, this chapter took a while to come out.

This fic has gotten darn surreal. Or maybe it always was and it's just setting in now. Either way, I've settled on objectification as the core fetish for this fic. Other fetishes may be covered, but they will be in other fics.