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The modification Factory

The modification Factory

The last thing I remember before being abducted was going home from work. I had no family to go home to, no husband, no boyfriend, no lover. During the last couple of years, I had been married to my work, and it had taken a toll on my social life. This fact hit my hard in the head last month when I turned 40. My biological clock was ticking, I wanted to have kids, but didn’t have the time for a relationship and wasn’t sure I even had time for kids.

Then in the parking lot under the hospital my life was changed for ever. I don’t remember much, just a rag over my face and then darkness.

Chapter 1 - Genesis

Newly awake I hung suspended in the ceiling, unable to move, unable to speak. I could only watch the reflection of my own naked body in wall-sized mirror in front of me. Two robotic hands held my arms. I could feel the pressure against my skin. Then, to my horror, a dozen other mechanical arms swung down from the ceiling, all donning scalpels.

One of them put the scalpel to my armpit and made an incision along the arm down to the wrist. I tried to scream, but nothing came out. The others made incisions on my back, along my legs, along my skull and over my neck. Like razorsharp lines, they all converged in my back. I could feel the pinpricks of pressure and coldness from the scalpels, but no pain. I could hear my own heartbeat in my ears, shouldn’t it beat quicker? I stared wide eyed at what was happening.

Scalpels cut circles around the lips, the aureole, the pussy and the anus. Then, a couple of arms simultaneously put their fingers’ in the incisions on my skin. I didn’t know what they where doing but I could several small long strands snakeing around under my skin. Where they left, the skin hung loosely from the body.

Suddenly with one big jerk, they pulled all the skin of my body. Panic ensued in my mind. I saw a skinless woman made out of muscles, bone and tendons in front of me. Since I was oblivious to the, what in normal circumstances would be a mind crippling, pain I actually was capable of semi rational thought. “How… how come there’s no blood? I should be bleeding to death.” I thought. I saw the sack of skin along with my shoulder long hair lying on the metal floor. A mechanical arm nimbly picked it up and tossed it into a chute in the wall.

The machines began to remove excess body fat from me by cutting and suction.

Two arms picked up and raised my feet. It started slicing tendons and reattaching them, forcing my feet and toes to point downwards. After securing the bones of my feet with metallic platings that were screwed to the bone, the arms relaxed my feet back down.

Shocked, I was barely awared of what was happening to me, but the drugs they must have pumped into my system was obviously better than anything I had ever worked with. My thought process was uninterrupted, except that I couldn’t move nor feel any pain.

A machine made an incision through my abdominal muscle and opened up my bowel. Two arms held me open and several others darted inside me and started rummaging around. Stunned, I stared as a bloody organ was quickly tossed out. I looked at it, it looked like the appendix. “Well, I don’t actually need that” I thought. Then the machines started pulling out intestines. “Wait! Wait! I need those!” I thought, but couldn’t move my mouth. I couldn’t even scream, my breathing was controlled by a respirator.

The machine held my intestines like a ball of string outside my belly. It sorted through it and hung it up on display on a dozen arms mechanical arms. One of the arms extended a blade and without further ado cut off more or less all of my intestines. With a disgusting splashing sound, it hit the now bloodied floor. After that, I recognized my womb and my ovaries as they got tossed out and hit the floor.

A couple of other organs got thrown together with a handful of different glands. I lost track of all of it and nearly feinted. But my heart rate and breathing was regulated. I was forced to stayed awake and watch.

A large glass jar filled with a water like substance was pulled forward along the floor, and in it lay what looked like another set of intestines and other masses I couldn’t identify. I felt sick to my stomach and wanted to throw up. A bit ironic, as to the fact that most of my stomach was gone

The arms pulled out my new intestines from the jar and inserted them into me, I could feel the arms prodding around inside me. I also saw how it readied needle and thread and began to sow inside my body. After it was satisfied, all arms instantly pulled out of there and closed me up.

I heard the buzzing of a mechanical saw and watched as they cut of my lowest rib. With flat sound, they both fell and clattered on the floor.

Another set of arms began to dispose of my old intestines and ribs from the floor. From my back, my entire waist and abdominal area was covered in a hardened corset made out of steel and rubber. It hugged around my body and was laced down hard. I could see my figure in the mirror, my waist was diminishing by the seconds as the machine pulled the corset tightly around my muscled frame. It fastened the corset in my back in some manner that I couldn’t see.

Two small incisions were made in my throat and two small mechanical arms entered. I didn’t know what they were doing, but it only took a few minutes before they closed me up again. Breathing felt a bit funny, I guess they did something to my throat.

Several arms rose up to inspect my breasts. After short consideration, they implanted a small implant under the chest muscle to each of my breast.

I saw how a needle injected something, I did not know what, into the fatty tissue of my ass. Another small needle approached my face and injected my lips with what I could only guess was silicone, or maybe human fat.

A new breathing tube was stuck down my nostrils and the one from the mouth was pulled out. Immediately a green paste was pressed into my to my mouth, Within seconds it solidified. The same was applied my pussy and my ass. The arms smoothed out this paste to also cover the lips, the vagina and the sphincter perfectly. Two small globs covered my ears holes.

The mechanical arms that held me up began to move rapidly in tracks in the ceiling. I thought they were going to smash me into the wall, but the wall opened up. I entered another room, also with a mirrored wall but most notably was the numerous large tubs in the room filled with different liquids. Two small eye shields where fastened over my eyes, blinding me.

I was immersed into a thick goo and released. I tried to move, to get out of there but realized that I was still paralyzed. The only thing between me and death by drowning was a whimsical pair of tubes stuck down my nose, breathing for me.

I lay there in the darkness, paralyzed in the liquid goo waiting for something, anything to happen. Little did I now that the dermitex I was floating in was primed to attach itself and parasite on my DNA-structure. The procedure took about 1 hour, but for me it felt like half a day. Suddenly, a pair of robotic arms picked my up from the goo.

I was lifted up by my feet and dragged away and dropped down into some other liquid. I fell a couple of meters in the air before I made contact with the surface. I tried to scream again but couldn’t. “This was a lot colder” I thought. After just a few minutes I was picked up again and the procedure was repeated once again, I was carried away and dropped in another tub.

I could feel a rhythmic humming noise of machinery starting as it coursed through the tub and my body. It was soothing. I remembered anecdotes how people found dark, warm, wet places and rhythmic noises calming as it should supposedly remind them of their time in the womb. I always thought it was nonsense but I could feel my self doze of.

I awoke when someone grabbed my by the heel and lifted my up once again. This time I stayed up. They did something with my feet, but I couldn’t see or feel what.

The arms detached my eye shields and I could finally see again. But my head was slumped back and I could only see the ceiling and the swarm of robotic arms up there. They attached what I only could guess was white plastic eyelids. They rummaged around at the sides of my eyes for quite a while. I was extremely uncomfortable having all that sharp metallic objects mere millimetres from my eyes.

Suddenly, the machine prodded my eyelid and tested it by gently pushing it downwards and upwards a couple of times. Satisfied with the result, it withdrew.

I was turned around and set down on the floor, the arms still holding me. I could see my self in the mirror now. What I saw was both deeply disturbing and amazingly impressive.

I had skin again, but it wasn’t my old skin. That was long gone. It wasn’t even like my old skin. In fact, it wasn’t even remotely like my old skin. It was latex. Or rubber, or plastic, or whatever you want to call it. White, shiny, latex all over my body. Except for select areas that was covered in red latex, namely my nipples, my lips and my vagina. My anus was also covered red, but I did not know this at the time. All my body hair was gone, so I was bald.

My waist had been reduced several sized, it looked almost cartoony. I had an hourglass shape that probably no other woman could have without extreme discomfort or years of lacing, or both. My feet had been placed in en pointe ballet boots, also in white latex. I couldn’t really see where the boot ended and my leg started. It seemed to be moulded into the latex from my leg.

My breasts had been slightly enlarged. “Maybe C-cups? D-cups?” I thought. They were also lifted, sitting nicely on my chest. My ass together with my lips had been given a dose of fatty tissue, enlarged as well. They both had a very sexy pout after the machines was done with me.

“I don’t know if I should feel violated or sexy? I am violated, I am deeply violated. But…” I thought as I stared at my self. My eyelids was blue, distinctly marked. My eye lashes where black and very large. They fluttered effeminately as I blinked. “Hey, I blinked. Does that mean that I’m regaining…” I thought, but was interrupted by a needle in my arm, putting me asleep.

Quickening

Everything hurt. My stomach hurt horribly, my feet hurt. My eyes hurt, my ass hurt, my mouth hurt, my pussy hurt, and frankly I hurt all over, because my skin hurt. I was in a hospital bed, being rolled down a corridor. Finally, it stopped. I heard the rhythmic soft beating of several EKG machines. It felt like I was back at work. And I manner of speaking, I was at work, I just didn’t know it yet.

“Head nurse” a stern voice called out. The clicking of high heeled shoes echoed in the hallway. “Yes most honoured subdirector, how may I be at service?” He rearranged his suit. “I come bringing news nurse, the factory’s business has been increasing rapidly lately. The high director has deemed it necessary to extend all departments with several nurses. The recovery department has received no less than ten additional nurses, as well as a replacement for nurse Smile Often” he told her.

“I will personally see too their swift recovery and integration into the department most honoured subdirector” she said and curtseyed. “Very good, now if you’d follow me. I’d like to discuss something in private” he chuckled. “Off course subdirector, you must give me the opportunity to thank you personally for these new additions to my staff…”, they trailed of.

I felt, numb. I opened my eyes, I blinked. I could move again. I started breathing on my own, and my throat tried to expel the tube that was stuck in it. A nurse hurried in, she looked just like me, except that she wore a white latex apron to cover her body. It hugged her waistline, showing of her impossible curves. She grabbed my head and deftly slid out the tube from my throat. “There, you can breath again on your own” she said with a smile. “And let me be the first to welcome you to your new home, to our sisterhood”

Still foggy from drugs and just waking up, I couldn’t really process all that she was saying. “W-what?” was about all I could muster. “You used to be a doctor, right?” she asked me while checking my vitals. “Yes” I said, astounded and confused. “How did you know?” She looked at me and smiled. “Because we all were. You’re a nurse now at the factory” she saw my facial expression. “Oh don’t be alarmed. We might do nurses work from time to time, but we have all the benefits from having been a doctor. If you want to administer a med, just go ahead. That is to say, if you have your superior’s approval” she giggled and rolled her eyes.

I looked even more confused. “Oh don’t you worry, you’ll get the hang of it soon” she said and patted my thigh. “Hey…” I said sleepily and pointed at my leg. “Yeah, you probably can’t feel it yet. Don’t worry, your nerves will reattach itself to the dermitex, that is… your new skin, during the next day or so. After that, you’ll feel touch again. By the way, love your eyes” she said.

She clenched her legs together and flashed a flustered smile. “Ooooh... you new nurses are always so cute. I need to find nurse Pink, if you’ll excuse me.” She said and walked away. Her apron didn’t cover her back, so you could see her pouting well formed ass sticking out and underneath her bright red pussy was partly visible. I watched her leave, still bewildered of where I was and why. And who were these people? And what did they want with me?

I looked around the room, it looked like a hospital. Very clean, coloured in white and chrome. There was a window looking out over a small field and a forest, a mountain could be seen in the distance. Three others like me lay in this room, but one of them wasn’t white like the others. She had a light blue hue.

Suddenly, three other white nurses, they also looked like me. Difference in posture and physique set them aside, but other than that they had the exact same markings. White latex skin, red latex lips and an apron. They hurried inside with large smiles on their faces. “Look, look!” one of them said. “Yes, isn’t it wonderful, maybe we can get out of cock sucking forever?” the other said. “Forever!” another shouted happily, and they hugged.

They began looking and prodding at us. “This one seems a bit shy” they said as the blue one retracted her leg when one them grabbed it for inspection. “Help me turn her around, I want to see her ass” she said and her mates closed up to help her. The blue one screamed in panic, but still had a tube down her throat, crippling her.

“Herrrm…” I started, my throat all sticky and stale from not using it in God knows how long. “Hey, what do you want with her?” I said, sitting up in my bed. They stopped and turned to me. “Oh, this one has spirit… I like her already.” One of them said. The three of them closed up on me, like vultures. “The question, young one, isn’t what we want with you. The question is, what do you want from us?” she said with a seductive smile.

All three of them stood leaned over me now, looking intently at me and smiling widely. Their latex faces staring down at me. “This is some fucked up shit…” I thought and regained my courage. “Look, all I want to know what’s going on, I’m not even sure I’m awake right now, this feels more like one of my more surreal dreams.” They started laughing, like a pack of hyenas.

“I can assure you, this is not a dream. It is very real” one of them said and leaned down over me. “I can prove it” she said and took a needle from her apron and sunk it an inch into my thigh. “Aow!” I yelped. They laughed again. “See, not a dream” I looked at them, I failed the share their amusal of the situation. “Then I want to know how to get out of here!” I said out loud. “And why would you want to do that little one? Where would you go? What would you do? Your body has been transformed.” She said and ripped the sheets from me, showing my latex skin, deranged feet and laced waist. “You can not function in the outside world, none of us can” she grinned again, and the others chuckled.

“This is a whole new world for you. It must be very confusing. You might get lost, you might step on someone’s toe’s unwittingly. Or you might fall victim for a stray guardian” She said. Another one of them whispered to other “I’d love to see that, I think she’d scream her lungs out”. They both giggled. “Ok… this isn’t funny anymore. This is beyond fucked up. This is just scary” I thought and pulled the sheet back over me. “Luckily, I have the solution for your problems” she started. “You?!” one of the others burst out. “What about us?” she demanded. “Oh be quiet or I’ll make sure that you spend a week on the woodland pole” she hissed back at her. The two of them became instantly quiet.

“You see, I’m offering you my guardianship, like a mentor. Ah, but where are my manners. I’m nurse Blackboot”. She said and presented her hand. Carefully, I shook it. “I guess I don’t have a name yet”, I said. “Oooh” they swooned. “She’s a smart one”. I looked down on the floor and saw that nurse Blackboots en pointe shoes indeed were black. It was painfully apparent that she had ulterior motives, but I was terribly scared. “All you have to do is to accept to be my ward in front of the head nurse and that will be that” she said. “Ooh, I want her first, can I?” one of the others said. “Don’t be silly, she’s Blackboots ward. Then I’m having her.” The of them said with a superior snirk.

I realised that this was probably a bad idea. “I’m not so sure this is such a good idea”, I said. “I think I’ll wait and see for myself.” Blackboot smacked them both on their heads. “Listen now, if you don’t become my ward…” she looked around and bent down to me and whispered menacingly in my ear. “I’ll have my friend Bloodjaw rip your limbs off and sate his lusts on your still living torso. Understand?”

Suddenly, a deeper voice was heard from the door way. “You know they only want you to be their bitch, don’t you?” someone said. I could see the anger overcoming Blackboot. She turned around. “Go away nigger, I’m in the middle of something”. I bent over to see this new nurse. Like the rest of us, she had a latex skin and was set in ballet boots, but unlike everyone else, she was a deep black. She was also very tall in her boots, surely a head taller than Blackboot in front of me. She stood with her arms crossed under her breasts and looked at her.

“You know…” she started with a slight grin “It would truly be horrible if someone had a stash of wine somewhere here around the hospital. I mean, it is illegal after all” the black nurse said. “And would be disastrous if that stash was to be found somewhere, say underneath a loose plate in the second floor washroom.” Blackboot froze. “And it would an even greater tragedy if someone had dutifully reported this crime to one of the guardians, and that guardian is searching through every single washroom in this wing as we speak… wouldn’t it?”

Blackboot started sweating. “How can she sweat through latex?” I looked at it amazed. “Damn you! If this is the way you want it, then so be it!” Blackboot said and pointed belligerently at the black nurse. They all hurried out, and I was alone with my saviour.

“Thank you… I think” I said to her. She extended her arm. “I’m nurse Ebony”. I took her hand. “Do you all have so… eh. Do you all have names that’s derived from your looks?” She smiled at me. “I guess it’s easier that way. No one clings to their old name, and everyone gets a nick name. Mine was ebony”

She rolled over a stool and sat down next to me. She looked at me intently. “You’re awfully calm about all of this” she noted. “Most new nurses tend to cry like babies or just stay catatonic for days. Hell, some of them have do be terminated due to mental illness” I looked at her and was blunt “I’ve always been strong on adversity, it makes me try harder” she nodded “I can see that”. She had a beautiful heartshaped face with pronounced cheek bones and a slim chin and a nubian nose. Velvet black eyes gazed softly at me.

“Could I have something to drink, my throat’s a bit dry” I said. “Sure”, she got up and walked over to the sink and filled up a glass. I watched her movements minutely. Obviously, she wasn’t hindered by her extreme fetish boots. Her ass also had a slight pout to it, and you could see her flashes of her red pussy in the deep recesses of her black skin. She returned and gave me the glass. “Now, drink very carefully. Your stomach has been reduced in size and your intestines are still in the end of the healing processes.

I took a mouth full. It felt a bit weird. “You still don’t have any touch in your mouth, but you can feel the cold. Just swallow and you’ll be fine” I swallowed. “Why can’t I feel anything in my mouth?” I asked, confused. “Because you’re like the rest of us” she said and stuck her tongue out. Her gums, her tongue, going all the way to the back of her throat her membranes had been replaced with red latex.

She pulled back in. “It will heal in a day or so” I don’t know if it was the sense of security and trust that she carried with her, if the fact that even my tongue was covered in latex was the final drop that made the cup spill, but I instantly felt sad. “What is it?” she asked and laid her hand at my shoulder. “I… I don’t understand why I’m here” Her smile vanished. “Oh… Can I be blunt?” I nodded. “You are here because you have been kidnapped and enslaved. No two ways around it. No one else in here wants to admit to this fact, but it is the truth. You are here as a non-paid medical worker to make this hospital, or factory as they like to call it, operational. Lately, we’ve been getting a lot more clients, so our need for more human resources has expanded”.

“Oh… What should I do?” I asked her. “Play along. Otherwise you’ll die. Or worse” I looked even sadder. She softly grabbed my hand. “Don’t worry. Most of us are happy here. I promise you, if you’re into medicine, which I’m sure you are, you’ll find this entire place extremely interesting. Also, don’t take Blackboot’s acting as an example for the rest of us. Sure, there’s a lot of plotting going around here and if you don’t stay on top of things, things will stay on top of you. But, all in all… this can be a very satisfying life, if you let it be” she finished.

I started to realize that this place was probably more than I could handle. I was good with math, I was excellent with biology and I was a downright god with biochemistry. But social plotting and scheming was never my strong points. “That’s probably why I never got married, couldn’t grab the right man before someone else did”. I looked at her. “I think I need a mentor” I said, the reality of the situation now coming down on me, I started crying. “Ssshh…” she said as she got up and hugged me.

Later that day…

Ebony soothed me as I broke into numerous crying fits over the day, realizing that all of this was real was a truly soul shattering experience. Weary from the surgery and from the emotional distress I fell in and out of sleep, I always woke up with her by my side.

Later I tried to get up and walk around against Ebony’s better judgement. Like she said, I couldn’t keep my balance without holding onto something. I felt even worse, I’ve never felt so worthless in my entire life. No one seemed to think that my mental state was out of the ordinary, least of all Ebony. She kept telling me that I was beautiful, and that everything would be ok.

She also wanted us to get joined as ward and custodian as quick as possible but not before I understood exactly what it meant. “I have to ask you something” she said. “I was looking out the window. “Go ahead” I said. “It’s kinda personal…” I saw the sun wink behind ruffling leaves. “I don’t think I’ve never felt so exposed in my entire life. How more personal can it get?” She licked her lips apprehensively. “Most of the people that get here have similar sexual orientations. Are you by any chance homo or bisexual” I turned around and looked at her, like she was ridiculous or mad, or both. Then I realized “Maybe I am a bit gay? I was with a couple of girls in college and I’ve been thinking about it on and off.” I thought.

“Because more or less everyone who’s taken here is at least bi, and frankly, this can be a rough place if you ain’t” I looked up at her again. “It’s not unthinkable, but it was at least 15 years since I did it with another woman” I said. I looked at her face. It was truly incredible how tightly this latex… no dermitex, fitted the body. It was a bit elastic, just like normal skin and had been grafted to all the nerves and the muscles on the body, so it covered all types of facial expressions. Smiling, angry faces, sadness, it could even crease the brow if it’s wearer wanted to.

“What are you looking at” she asked, amused. “Your face, how… how did they do that?” I said. “Do what?” I looked he in the eye “How did they graft rubber on top of muscles, tendons and nerve, that’s… I’ve never heard of anything like it” She smiled her warm smile again “Well, the factory does possess medical knowledge far beyond what the scientific community knows”

My skin started to itch. I scratched my arm. “Here, let me give you something to alleviate that. Nervous regrowth can be a real prick, especially when it happens all over your body at the same time” she said and walked off to get a pill and a cup of water. “Just a mild painkiller” she said as she handed it to me.

“Well, as I was saying. You feel that you might be gay. That’s good, stay with that feeling, it will help you. Another question. Have you ever had any fetishist interest, or interest in bdsm play” I felt like blushing and looked down at my knees. “Yes” I said. “Can we blush? I feel like I’m blushing. “Well, you can blush but it can’t be seen. Like normal Africans” I nodded.

“All right, I realize there’s no easy way of telling you this so I’ll just say it.” She started. “You can’t eat normal food anymore, your body can’t process it. Except for some liquids, there’s only two known nutrients that your stomach can digest” I picked up my glass of water and took a sip. “The first one is breast milk and the other is semen” I spurted water all over the bed. “What?!”

“That’s the way it is” she said and nodded. “But, but… why? They could’ve just made us eat grass or leaves or whatever. Why… why those two? That’s disgusting!” She laughed a bit. “I’m pretty sure you won’t think that in a month or two. Anyway, the thing is, all of us nurses produce a milk like substance that we call nectar, or white nectar, or just the white. But our production of it only covers the about half the nutritional value you need per day.”

My mind started working, analyzing this pretty easy numerical problem. “Ok… so you drink your own milk and…” she interrupted me. “We’re allergic to our own milk, we have to feed each other.” I looked at her. “This is getting more insane by the minute” I thought. “Ok, so we arrange everyone in a circle, where one feeds the other and the rest of the nutrients come from… ugh, this place is insane. Sperm?!”

She giggled at me “That! Would be the mature way to handle it. But no, you’re still a few guns short of an army sister” she said. “I don’t feel like guessing, just tell me.” She rolled her stool closer to me. “Ok, this is how it works. This is where the notion of wards and custodians come into play. Every nurse has a custodian and every nurse has two wards. They feed from their wards every day, and in turn, their custodian feeds on them. This creates a pyramid structure that leads up to the top of the department, and at that top there is the head nurse. She together with the other four head nurses of the other department feed the three ladies of the court, who in turn feed the queen.”

“Wait a minute. That means…” I interrupted myself. “We have a queen?” Ebony nodded at me. “That’s so cool!” I called out. “I’m glad you think so, but…” I interrupted her again “But wait a minute, if every nurse is fed by two nurses, that can’t go around forever, it has to bottom out somewhere” She nodded. “Very astute, it does. Nurses that have no wards for themselves are called many things, most unpleasant. I like to call them the autarkic” she said. “And that means…?” I wondered. “It’s latin for self-supporting”

“Ok, ok. But what do they do for food?” I asked. “They go to the guardians for his semen. They produce pretty impressive amounts, so it will be enough with two per day if you’re average sized. I wanted three when I was fully autarkic. I know that nurse Pink has a belly ache after one” I looked at her sceptically. “So they sustain themselves only on semen?” She nodded. “Yep” I cooked my eyebrow “That’s not only gross, but also biologically impossible. I say that you’re trying to fool me”

She shrugged and rolled her eyes. Looking out into the corridor, she saw someone. “Hey, nurse Randy come in here” she called out. “Nurse Randy? That’s pretty demeaning” I thought. The nurse that woke me up walked in, another petite nurse with bright pink skin walked behind her, she was a head shorter than Randy and didn’t even stand six feet in her shoes. “Nurse Pink here is your only ward, right?” Ebony asked. Randy patted Pink’s head. “That’s true” She said with a smile, apparently very happy to have her as a ward.

“So what did you eat yesterday? I’m trying to teach our new nurse here a thing or two about life at the factory” Randy looked at me. “Oh, oh yes off course. Well, yesterday I fed from Pink’s lovely little titties here” she said and patted Pink’s head again. “And then I managed to grab Redclaw before anyone else did.” Ebony sighed. “Tell our new nurse here what you did with Redclaw” she walked up to me. “Well, I kissed him, and fondled him until he couldn’t deny that fact that he wanted me” she stopped to giggle. “Then he took me, fucked me silly until he was ready to come, then he pulled out and shot his load in my mouth” She leaned forward and whispered to me “Redclaw’s the best, his taste’s of cherry” she winked at me.

“Thank you nurse Randy, nurse Pink. You’re excused.” They both curtseyed, something that looked painfully impossible in ballet boots, and walked out. “Now you could either chose to believe that this is all some kind of elaborate hoax, or you could think it is the truth”

I remained silent for a long time. “So you want me to be your ward, to feed you from my breasts once per day?” She looked surprised, “Oh, wait. Well… yes. But! The ward and custodian relationship is so much more than just food. You will also become my responsibility, I will be required to look after you. To teach you and to take care of you when you need it, like family. Likewise, you’re expected to serve me when I require it”

“What exactly does that mean?” I asked. “That I’m your superior. Legally, a custodian can order her ward around to her heart’s content, only a few acts are noted as actual crimes. In practice though, mistreating your ward is frowned upon, unless she has misbehaved”

She continued, “Also, the rights of the custodian is inherited. My custodian, nurse Blacklips, will also be your superior. Don’t get yourself worked up on that, only vile nurses like Blackboot and her posse actually abuses this privilege” I nodded. “So who’s above nurse Blacklips?” I asked. “Nurse Two times” she said.

Going over the hierarchy she just described to me I wondered. “Ok, so how many levels are there? And what level are you at?” I asked. “In the recovery department, where we work, we’re about 150, so there’s seven full levels and an eighth filling out as we speak. And given the structure of the system, about half of the population will always be autarkic. I’m at level five.”

“What will happen if I say no?” I asked. “Then you’ll be on your own. I won’t be able to protect you.” I nodded and looked her in the eye. “Will you be my custodian?” She smiled warmly at me. She needn’t speak her answer, we both understood that she wanted it so.

“May I suggest a name for you?” she asked. “By all means”. “Do you know what the did to your eyes?” I reflexively reached up and touch my face. “What? No” She handed me a mirror. I gingerly shifted the mirror in front of me and looked at my face. It was a bizarre experience. At first glance, it looked like someone had strapped a latex fetish hood on my head, but when you looked closer you saw it clung to the frame of the face. I creased my brow and it follow, I wrinkled my nose and it followed. “Amazing work…” I remembered thinking before I noted my eyes.

My iris had always been blue, but the colour looked much brighter now. A soft light blue colour, very vivid. The skin on my eyelids was coloured in a light blue eye shade, softly blending into the white of the rest of my skin. “I thought we could call you Blue eyes” she said to me. Still perplexed by the sight of myself in the mirror I distantly answered “I think I like it”

The modification factory

The modification factory

Our heroine got sedated by a thug paid by an anonymous client to kidnap her, when she woke up in the operating room she realized that she’d fallen down the rabbit hole. Her body violently rearranged to that of a white latex doll in front her very eyes. When she wakes up, she learns that she’s just one of many, and that her new duties are to work as a nurse and stay alive from the scheming and plotting of her 150 sisters.

Chapter 2 - Learning to walk

After resting a day and a night in bed, I woke up from the the bright light of the morning sun shining in through the window. A tall white nurse was checking up on us. Other than her apron, she had a white hat of sorts. It was more like a latex veil fastened in a ribbon at her forehead that swelled down over her back, it reached her shoulders. It moved and shifted as she walked around and almost gave the illusion of hair.

She looked at me and saw that my eyes were opening. She hurriedly walked up to me. “How do you feel nurse?” I sat up, still slumberous. “Fine, I think. My skin doesn’t itch anymore” She hummed and made a note in my chart. “Can you feel this?” she asked and pinched the skin at my foot. The pain caused me to withdraw quickly. “Yes” I said. “Good, you’re clear to go. Report to my office in 15 minutes for registration” she quickly said and left the room. I noted that while her ass along with her entire backside wasn’t covered by the apron, she had a thong that covered her pussy and went up between her cheeks.

I scratched the sleep out of my eyes as Ebony walked in. “Good morning Blue eyes” she said with a smile. “Good morning” I said. I sat up in my bed, holding the sheet to my chest. “We should get you some clothes” she noted. She walked out and quickly came back with a white latex apron. I noticed now that all of them had a pretty large red cross on their fronts.

“You have to be standing to… I guess you’ve never walked in en pointe boots before, have you?” I shook my head. “Here I’ll help you” she said and took my hand. I swung around and sat my feet down on the floor. It felt weird, it felt really weird. “No way that anyone can walk with their feet like this” I said laughing and shaking my head.

“Oh, yes you can” Ebony said as she grabbed my other hand and swung me up. With a yelp she got me up to standing. My knees were wobbling and my ankles as well, the only reason I didn’t fall was because Ebony held my hands.

The sole of the boot was on the other hand a lot bigger than I expected. I’ve seen this kind of boot before on the internet, but it’s sole, that I the area where the toes touch the ground, usually was pretty small. This on the other hand was flat and a bit bigger, it made balancing a lot easier.

I saw now how tall she must’ve been. I was standing at 5’4’’ or so without any shoes. These things surely added a foot to my length. She was still taller than me. “Shit, that’s one tall lady” I looked up at her, she looked down on me. “How tall are you in those” she grinned at me. “About seven feet. Intimidated?” I blushed and turned my eyes away, feeling my nakedness in front of her vividly. “Here, hold on to this” she said and put my hands on the wall.

She drew the apron around me, hooked it over my head and tied it snugly in the small of my back. She walked around and looked at me, she straightened out a crease at my thigh. She took my hands again and lifted them from the wall. “Hey, I…” I began but stopped when my eyes met hers. She was still smiling softly. “Does she always do that?” I wondered.

“Come on now, walk to me” she said and tugged slightly at my hands. I was expecting standing to be painful or uncomfortable at best, but I didn’t feel anything. Tentatively I took a step forward, and sat down my foot with a distinct clicking sound. I laughed at the ease of it all. I took another step, it was still wobbly and insecure but I did it! I could actually walk in these shoes. I took another step, and another and suddenly, my chest touched Ebony’s. We stood mere inches from each other, she looked down on me, I looked up on her. We still held each other’s hands. I could feel the warmth of her body on me. I felt myself blush.

I gently reached up with my neck towards her, and closed my eyes and parted my lips. She reached down for me, I could feel her warmth closing in on my lips, I could hear her breath. And then… “Didn’t I tell you to report to my office nurse?” The nurse with that weird hat again. Ebony still held my hands but turned to her and curtseyed. I looked at her with astonishment, curtseying in these boots seemed impossible. I could barely hold my balance while standing up.

“We’re terribly sorry to have kept you waiting head nurse, but Blue eyes here is still learning to walk” The head nurse harrumphed “Well, bring her in now would you, I don’t have all day. I’ve got 11 of these acquisition reports to fill out” she said sternly and walked away. “Come on Blue eyes, the last thing we need right now is the head nurse’s disapproval” she said and led me out.

Ebony lead me through the corridors to the head nurse’s office. “I really fell down the rabbit hole this time” I thought as I looked around. Nurses, like us, was walking around everywhere in their ballet boots and latex skin. They were chatting, carrying reports, pulling trolleys, preparing medication. A lot of them had white skin, but the amount of coloured nurses was pretty large. I saw nurse Pink again, she greeted me happily. I realised how short she must be now, in her boots she was almost a full head shorter than me. Ebony seemed like a giant compared to her. “Hell, I feel like a giant compared to her” I thought.

I saw two yellow nurses as well as a menacing looking nurse in a deep blood red skin. “Is the skin colour in any way related to your normal skin colour?” I asked. “Most of the times, but it seems that the most honoured directors sometimes let our colour be dominated by our personality instead of our skin. Pink for example was white before she came here. We all believe that the directors made her pink due to her girly demeanour. “I see. Makes sense I guess. The directors… They run this place, I thought we had a queen?” I said as she pointed to a large door “It’s in there. The queen answers to the directors. Subdirector Gerber honoured us with a non announced visit yesterday when he brought you in. It is the first time this department has seen a director in five years.”

I still clung to her hand and arm like a child, I was to scared to walk on my own. She led me into the office. She had a large armchair in front of a huge ornate wooden desk. The room was very neatly kept and she had bookcases filled with books and the odd diploma. “Sit” she said while filling out a report. We both sat. “This will authenticate your DNA, set your thumb in it” she said and pushed forward a machine along the desk. I stuck my thumb in it and felt a sharp pain as a needle collected a drop of blood from me.

“Very good” she said and rapidly punched a couple of keys on her computer. “Ah yes, recruit 17 from the 245th year, July 26.” She noted “245th year?” I thought. “This is all very simple, you have to answer two questions, and then you will be given your work schedule. What is your name?” she asked and looked up at me. “I would like to be called Blue eyes madame” I said. “Ah yes” she said and started to type in the name in the records. “If you’re to address me with a title, which you always will, you will address me as head nurse. Understood?” she said, not looking at me.

“Yes head nurse, forgive me, I didn’t know” I said and bowed slightly, not having a single idea what the proper etiquette was. “No apology necessary, you’re still new and you don’t have custodian to teach you yet. Which brings us to the second question, have you chosen a custodian?”

“Yes head nurse, after some consideration I would like nurse Ebony to be my custodian” I said. “I see” she said, “Very well. Nurse Ebony, do you accept nurse Blue eyes as your ward?” She looked up at the head nurse “Yes I do”, she made a note at her computer. “Good, you have your ceremony scheduled for midnight tonight. She said while still typing her report. “Here is your work schedule nurse Blue eyes, good day.” she said and handed me a paper clipped to a board with one hand, still typing with the other.

Ebony got up and bowed, backed the first three steps before turning around. I tried my best to follow her lead, but had to support myself on the chair. I tried to walk backwards, but I lost my balance and had to grab the wall. I turned around and walked out, leaning on the wall.

“Scary…” I said. Ebony looked a preoccupied. “Look, Blue eyes. We have a problem.” I looked at her. “What?” She looked at the time. “I’d hoped that the ceremony wouldn’t be so early. My work shift starts in 10 minutes.” She told me. “Ok” I said, obviously not getting it. “During the ritual, you have to ceremoniously offer your breasts to me, and I have to drink from them” I couldn’t decide whether to be disgusted or extremely appealed by the thought. “ok…” I said tentatively, still not getting it. “Since you havn’t been fed during the last couple of days, your breasts havn’t produced anything yet” she said and looked at me. “You’re off duty for two days now so you can settle in” she grabbed my shoulders and looked me in the eye. “You need to feed, at least before 10 pm. Do you understand?”

“You mean, drink a load of jizz?” I said, my face wrinkled in disgust. “Yes, otherwise you will embarrass us both tonight” she said, very seriously. I felt terrible. “I gotta go, I can’t help you with this one. I’ll be on floor seven if you need me” she said and hurried away. I felt worse than terrible, I felt horrible.

A meeting with a guardian

She left me, in the middle of corridor. I didn’t know where I was, I didn’t know where I was supposed to go, I barely knew where I came from. I took out a direction and started walking, wobblingly, supporting myself on the walls and other furniture. I stopped and paused to get my bearings. “I don’t even know what a guardian looks like! I guess they have a penis, or at the very least testicles” Suddenly, I felt a hand on my ass. “Hello there sweetcheeks, need a custodian?” someone said. I flinched and turned around. A white nurse, with red eyes stood behind me. “I… eh… already got one” I said, not used to being fondled by other women before. “Oh, that’s a shame. She must be a happy woman” she said and leaned towards me.

“Actually, I’m hungry. Would you mind showing me to a guardian?” She bit her lip. “You’ve never been with a guardian before, have you? You’re the ones who arrived today?” I nodded at her. “Yes, and yes”. She smiled, “Well then you’re in luck, I can help you” she said and patted my ass. Feeling not only the need to save Ebony’s face but also to sate my own growing hunger, I decided to let her ass patting slip. Normally I’d slap her though, I’ve done worse to men who tried that.

She led me to an elevator and we descended a couple of floors. She led me to what looked like a cafeteria, a couple of nurses sat there and talked, no one ate anything though. “Stay here” she told me, and walked away. “Hm, she does not have a thong. I wonder what that means” looked at the other nurses as they passed by. Lots of them didn’t have any thongs, but a lot of them did. “Must be a fashion statement I guess”.

My friendly nurse came back. “I’ve spoken to a guardian I know, he says he’ll take care of you. “Ok, thank you. Where… eh. Where can I find him?” She pointed to a door. “He’s waiting behind that door” I thanked her and tottered across the floor there. Another nurse approached me and wondered if I had a mentor. I respectfully declined them. “What did Ebony say? About half the nurses where autarkic. I guess everyone would want to get out of that position, when they see someone new they don’t hesitate to make a move”

I approached a large door and knocked at it. No response. I knocked at it again, still no response. The room had a windowed wall, but the curtains were down. “Am I being set up?” I wondered. I felt the doorknob, it was open. I took a deep breath and walked in. “Hello, I heard there was a guardian in here” I turned around to close the door, and when I turned back my face hit his chest.

He was about eight foot tall and four feet over the shoulders. His gigantic muscled chest was abundant with fur and he smelled like an animal. I looked up and saw an animalistic head, like a wolf mixed with a goat. I screamed and reached back for the door, he set his enormous hand on the door, it wouldn’t budge. He rumbled deep from within his chest and smiled at me, my screaming seemed to amuse him. His legs had an additional joint, allowing him a large footing and knee that was bent backwards, a bit like a cat or a dog.

“P-please…” I tried to plead, but started to cry instead. “He bent down and sniffed my head, I could feel the air rushing around me as he inhaled sharply. He spoke with a rumbling voice. “You’re the new one?” he asked after some consideration. “I looked up at him between my hands. I saw a necklace made out of bones hanging down from his neck, he had a spear in one hand. “Please, I don’t want anything. Just let me go” I pleaded. He recoiled slightly. “You’re not hungry?” he said slowly.

“The lady said you were hungry” He rumbled again when I didn’t answer. He bent down and smelled me again. “You smell hungry” he said. I remembered the look on Ebony’s face when she told me how important it was that I fed before the night. “Swiftpaw don’t understand. Lady smells hungry, but Lady don’t act hungry. Denying oneself food, bad sign” he said and shook his head. He almost looked a bit sad.

I looked up at him. “I’m hungry, I must eat” I said to him. “You sure this time?” he asked rumbling voice. I nodded. “Ok, I will explain” he said slowly. “The women in the steel castle feed from us, or they die. We, woodsmen, need women to still our desires, or we go mad” I looked up at him. He had a loincloth made out of leather that hung between his legs, it was ornated with circular symbols, some very beautiful. His broad shoulders was furless and tattooed with the same kind of symbols

“You understand?” he asked. I nodded. “Good” he said and swooped me up with his one hand. I yelped as I was lifted into the air he set me down on a bed. “You will pleasure my pillar, and I will place my foam in your mouth” he said and walked up to me, his crotch in the level of my chest. He didn’t move. “Ok, I guess it’s my turn” I reached forward and undid his loincloth, and it fell to the floor, revealing a foot long cock. My eyes struck wide open as I stared upon it. “Oh! My! God! It’s still flaccid…” It hung flaccid between his legs, already outsizing everything I’ve ever seen or been with, and they were erect!

He purred deeply as he laid his clawed hand on my head, the fingers reaching down to my shoulders. I reached forward and touched his monstrous cock. His sack hung beneath him, testicles the size of tennis balls. I could feel his cock twitch in my hands. “I guess I just give him a handjob and he shoots straight away” I thought and began rubbing him. His entire penis, like his skin had a dark shade to it. I kissed his head and licked it, flashing my eyelids as I looked up at him. He purred even louder, pressing me towards him. I could feel his cock swelling in my hands. I could feel myself get wet in my entire crotch area. “I can’t believe I’m actually getting off on this” I thought, not knowing if I should be disgusted or intrigued.

I continued to nibble, kiss and lick his ever expanding manhood as my hands rubbed it up and down. “I think he’s fully erect now” I thought as I looked at the gigantic cock I held in my hands. He was surely a foot and a half long and as thick as grown man’s wrist. Suddenly, he roared like lion and bared his teeth. I yelped and covered my face with my hands. I’m not even sure he noticed, he simply grabbed me, turned me around and placed my chest down on the bed, legs falling down on the side. I couldn’t touch the ground with my feet. I screamed as I felt his head split my labia open. He pressed his cock straight into me, and I could feel his fur brushing my ass as he pushed all the way in, I felt his cock in my inside, filling me up.

Outside the window, I saw the nurse that showed me here and one of her friends, peeking in through the curtains, giggling together. I was still in panic, I was sure that he was killing me. I screamed and bucked, trying to get away. He rumbled deeply grabbed my arms with his hands, leaning down on the bed. He leaned and put his body weight around my arms, the bed squeaked and moaned as both me and it was rocked back and forth as his monstrous cock was pounding my pussy. “He’s g-going to tea-ear me a-apart “ I managed to think.

Finally, he pulled out and with a splashing thud, he laid his wet cock on my back. “You’re cunt is a bit too tight for my taste woman” he said with a deep voice as I felt his cock slither along my back and slide down between butt cheeks. I felt his head touching my anus “No pleaseno, donnaaAAH!” I screamed as he slid his cock all the way into my ass with one swift stroke, I felt his furry hips touching my ass cheeks. He reached up and set his foot down on the bed next to, two of his clawed toes resting heavily on my head, pressing it down on the sheets. He pounded like a mad man, I thought I was going to die from haemorrhaging and tearing. He went faster and faster, he started to grunt and snort, I could feel his powerful breath billowing over my neck and face.

Suddenly he released me and pulled out, sliding me down to the floor with his one hand. I fell down to my knees, still shocked, the bed rolled away, squeaking and shaking after we both left it, leaving me in the middle of an empty floor with this beastman in front of me, stroking his gargantuan cock in front of my face. “Drink your fill woman” he grunted and raised my chin with his clawed finger, stuffing the tip of his head into my red lipped mouth. He exploded and with violent spasms he filled my mouth with his frothing cum.

I took awhile before I realized that I was going to get more than a mouthful, it spilled over my chin, falling down on my breasts and thighs. I closed my eyes and swallowed, drank the mouthful. He continued squirting, I felt him jerking and spraying the back of my mouth. When he had filled half my mouth again, I swallowed. Two more jerks, filled almost half my mouth again before he stopped.

Teary eyed, I swallowed one last time. He chuckled. “You’re very good at this woman, I like the screaming and the trying to get away, makes a mans spirit feel good, like after the thrill of the hunt.” He said and pulled back his loincloth. “I will tell tales of this too my pack mates. May the stars guide you” he said and opened the door and ducked out, just like that.

I was left there sitting on the floor, my tits was bulging out from my apron, my belly was full, my ass was distended, and my pussy as well, my stomach hurt from eating to much, for some weird reason my mouth tasted of rice and soysauce, cum still dripped down my chin to my tits and I was desperately trying to fight the fact that I was incredibly horny.

The modification factory

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