FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

Kirisha looked over the geth who stood over here without moving a single synthetic muscle, "What are you planning to do?" Kirisha inquires as there was no response and she would sigh in kind, "This is not the most comfortable way to hold a prisoner you know? Couldn't I sit at one of those benches?"

Again, the response is the same, and as the hours of nothingness would pass, only the soft hum of energy and steps of machines in the background were the only noises Kirisha could hear. Each house that would pass Kirisha will find her body stiffen, her eyes growing heavy, "No. I can't fall asleep.... I've only been up for a day or so at this point. Wish I got a good night rest before leaving on this," Kirisha thinks to herself as nothingness continues.

Kirisha would every so often look around, trying to find something, anything that could be of help but with her bondage that was impossible in more ways than one. Kirisha's head would grow heavy, her head bobs every so often as she gets lost in the glowing energy tether that connects her collar to the floor.

Suddenly her geth guard makes several audible clicks which snaps Kirisha back to reality. She turns her head towards the geth who is turned to see the red geth has returned. Kirisha hears an audible conversation.

"I wish I knew what they were saying," Kirisha thinks to herself.

"A consensus has been reached," the red geth communicates to the silver white geth guard, "The organic shall be processed into a mobile hub. Take the organic to processing center one, monitor the results. Fit the organic in this harness to keep it restrained. Metal constraints might affect the process, so they can't be used."

"Affirmative," the guard geth replies.

Kirisha watches their incomprehensible conversation and the handing of some strange rubber like device, Kirisha tugs at her constraints as both geth aim their rifles at her, "You really think I can do anything like this? If I could I'd have done it already," she remarks as another geth comes into the room, the red and the new one keeping their guns trained on her while original guard taps parts of her bondage as they deactivate and release her bonds. The red tether to her collar dissipates and falls to the ground as it unlocks from her neck.

"I'm not getting off for good behavior, am I?" she chuckles as the weapons are pointed closer at her, "Guess not," she says with a sigh as the guard steps behind her, grabbing both of her arms and pulling them behind her back.

"This is such unique behavior, this is never before documented, I'd be more excited if this wasn't happening to me," Kirisha thinks as her arms are pulled tight against each other, a single rubber band around each wrist is wrapped and bound to the other arm's elbow. Kirisha grunts softly as she looks over her shoulder to see a rubber arm binder is what her arms are being put into. The rubber pulls tightly against Kirisha's arms, rubbing against her scales as its pulled up. A second piece wraps around her neck as a circular rubber seal is pressed into the back of the armbinder combining the two pieces into one. Lastly another rubber strap is pulled and wrapped halfway up her bound arms pulling them even tighter together.

"That concerned me escaping? Why even use rubber when you have metal?" Kirisha inquires as the geth motion her to stand up, "Okay, okay, I'm doing it," she responds as she does so. The guard geth pushes Kirisha forward with the front of his gun as she stumbles forward.

"Given the circumstances I have to be the best-behaved prisoner you've ever had. Would be nice if you didn't treat me so roughly," she remarks as she glances behind her as she sees the tracking device is now wedged up against her former bondage, moved via her tail as she stood up,_ "I don't know how long it's been, but if they send someone I hope it won't be too long,"_ Kirisha thinks as she is moved back into the hallway and led deeper into the facility till they suddenly stop at a door with no discernable markings. The red geth talks to a panel and after a moment the door opens. The geth turn to her as the motion Kirisha to step inside. Kirisha moves forward and only a few steps inside when the door behind her closes.

"What is this?" Kirisha asks herself as she looks around seeing a rather large open area with a smooth metal finish silver floor all around. Up above is a walkway where a few armed geth patrol keeping her attention on her, "This looks like some kind of holding pen, but the geth never used holding pens, they never held anyone before honestly, which is the reason why we are here... if this buys me more time, good with me," Kirisha remarks as she sits on the floor, "Time to start the waiting game."

Suddenly a soft whiz and whirl noise caught Kirisha's attention. Her body tenses as she looked around, "What was that?" she remarks as she feels something cold run across her leg. She jumps and gasps looking down to see a thick black synthetic tentacle wrap around her thigh and lower leg, "What the hell!" she exclaims as she tries to get onto her other foot only to find another same tentacle has wrapped itself around her other leg, coiling around her tail before the two tentacles slide into her arm binder, the rubber instantly starts to come to life as tendrils move into view. Kirisha looks stunned and dumbfounded at the display until the two main tentacles slam into her back piercing her scales as they slide into her body with a burning sensation. Kirisha lets out a scream of pain as her arms come free. She falls forward as the six-foot-long tentacles disappear completely into her body. The rubber armbinder still moving around as the rubber latches onto her scales.

Kirisha does not notice that small metallic tendrils sprout from her scales and grabs the material and pulls it against her body. Kirisha pants heavily as she stumbles to the ground. Her body burning from the inside out, her head already starting to bound as she feels as if her insides are being torn and re-arranged inside of her. A cold sensation follows the burning along her right arm.

Kirisha pushes herself to her feet as she watches as thin tendrils coil around her body like countless snakes constricting around her scales that melt away under the black synthetic material. She watches in awe and utter speechlessness as two of her fingers now covered in the black rubber suddenly merge together leaving her with a three-fingered hand.

The changes happen so fast that her mind struggles to keep up with everything that is going on. As Kirisha is enthralled with her transforming hand the synthetic material spreads down her back, the tick black tentacles spring from her back and dive into another part of her body, one to her chest and heart, another back up towards her head and spine. The smaller tendrils spring forth between her scales, coiling, tightening merging into slick smooth synthetic material burring the scales underneath as they are reprocessed. Her soft green scales are hardened, elements within her body are repurposed, and refined as a silver-white metallic armor plate springs forth from the still solidifying rubber mass, the first armor plate of many as small rubber tendrils move it down into place over her right knee.

Kirisha felt a sharp quick, fleeting surge of burning pain and pleasure as her crotch was covered in the synthetic material, her body now growing numb as her pain receptors are melted away. A metal protector crotch plate floats to the service, protecting Kirisha's nether regions as her reproductive organs are repurposed to better suit her changing physiology.

Kirisha tried to put into words what was happening to her, but her mind was too overwhelmed. Her heart raced faster and faster, feeling as if it is about to burst from her chest, her right leg now completely covered in the geth material. Her claws are turned into hard reinforced composite material that matches the few other armored parts that have already formed. Protective armor plates burst from her body, guided by the tendrils are placed onto her body like pieces to a jigsaw puzzle.

Kirisha watches as armor plates form and latch onto her fingers and the top of her hand. She glances over to her other side just in time to see the tentacle finish driving into her body like a solar flare. The thin rubber tendrils on her other arm are quickly repeating the process she just saw with her other hand.

The pace of the transformation seems to be speeding up as Kirisha feels her heart give the last few labored beats before being turned into something more useful. Her diaphragm stopped moving entirely. She feels her mind trying to survive as it instinctively believes that death is now upon it. Kirisha tries to let out a scream but with no air, its only silent. She feels not the transformation sliding down her other leg, down her tail, leaving slick black rubber material, much of which is soon covered in armor plates born from her own body.

Only her head has any sense of feeling left to her, and in a few moments, she'd be wishing she did not have that too as the tendrils spring forth from her head, coating the back of it in the black rubber while others move out to wrap around her muzzle. Her shock only grows as the transforming tentacles burst out from her mouth and wrap around her head, locking her mouth open in the silent scream as she still finds her body able to move, but in the current state she can do nothing but go along for the ride.

The whirring noise, cracking of bone and flesh is all she can hear, but as she feels a burning followed by a cold sensation in the center of her forehead leaving her the feeling as if someone was driving a corkscrew into it, her mostly gethed hands dink against the lens of recently formed optic that has given the geth the nickname 'flashlight heads'.

Her head pounds as she feels her head is elongating. More armor plates burst and latch onto her lower legs, supporting tubes connect to her crotch plate, another set around her armored mounds on her chest, bringing forth a cooling sensation as heat is drawn away from the center of her body. More plates attach, her head pushed forward further as her vision goes dark for unknown moments before it springs back to life with a glow. Her new optic adjusting, whirring as her world comes into perfect clarity better than she could have ever seen before.

All the pain, all the sensations soon disappeared as her mind was converted over. It was an odd sensation that though did not come with a sense of physical feeling, it carried an internal sensation. Like going through your whole life being tipsy and not even knowing it till just now. It was a sobering though an almost empty feeling. Empty in a way Kirisha could not comprehend.

As the last vestiges of who she was disappears under synthetic wiring and metal, Kirisha stood in the center of the room in almost a dazed stupor. She could think clearly, see clearly, hear clearly but she felt as if several things she had known were missing and the empty sensation grew ever stronger.

"What just happened?" Kirisha asked herself in a synthetic voice.

The geth watched from above analyzing the affects, scanning Kirisha's new geth body which caused her to take a step back in surprise and alarm, "I thought I was scanned already, why are they doing it again?" she asked.

The geth looked at their new addition as the red geth sends back to the primary hub the report of the transformation process. "Organic subject converted into new mobile geth hub platform. Organic conversion was near perfect at a 98.34521% conversion. Initial scans and reaction indicate loss of short term memory storage. Long term memory storage appears to be intact. Proceeding with program updates next."