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The Mecha Research Institute... an almost magical place where the most advanced in battle and utility suits were created. Most people never even got to be on the property, much less see in side any of the buildings. There was always one exception though, and that was when they were in the recruitment process for new test pilots. Ian was one of those people; he had been training to be a mecha pilot for some time in order to get into the Mecha Research Institute and the second that one of the coveted spots opened he put in his resume.

Though he hadn't expected to hear back, most pilot positions requiring way more experience than he had even with his training, he was surprised when he found a message from the MRI saying they would like to bring him in. He immediately accepted the interview and prepared himself for anything that they might throw at him. The next day Ian found himself driving up towards the Institute with a strong set of nerves, his hands practically trembling on the steering wheel as he tried to steady his breathing. Though he knew that he would pull it out in the clutch, he always did when he was piloting a mecha, he couldn't help but feel his stomach doing flip flops when he went up to the entry gate and the security guard that manned it.

"You must be the new test pilot," the guard said, motioning for Ian to come with him as he opened the metal door.

"Well, I'm interviewing for the position at least," Ian replied, the security guard letting out a small grunt. "I suppose that you see all the interviewees that come through here."

"Well I did," he said, Ian detecting more than a little bit of anger in the guard's voice as they went down what felt like a utility tunnel. "You're actually going to be the last one that I get to escort to the eggheads, then I get the pleasure of being fired." The guard stopped and looked at Ian, then sighed and shook his head. "Don't mean to be putting this on you, but I just got told to clear out my desk after you get here... funny, I've never even seen anything about this place except for this tunnel and the guard post."

Ian found himself just nodding, not really finding much to say to the lamenting security guard. Thankfully there wasn't much more that the two had to walk together, reaching a security door that somehow looked even more fortified then the one he had just walked through before. The security guard put in his credentials, including a retina and fingerprint scan, before the door slowly opened. Once it swung completely open Ian walked through to the other side, turning back and seeing the security guard still standing at the threshold.

The security guard gave him one last wave before the security barricades went back up and he lost sight of him. There was a note of finality as the steel clanged shut, leaving Ian completely alone. That didn't last long though as the pilot turned around and suddenly found a smaller woman in a lab coat with a smile on her face. "I'm pleased to meet you Ian," she said, reaching out and shaking his head. "My name is Dr. Joyce Green and I'm here for your onboarding process."

"My onboarding process?" Ian asked. "Does that mean..."

"Why of course," the researcher said with a smile. "You don't think that you'd be coming into the Institute if you weren't hired? Now come with me, we need to get you into uniform."

Ian couldn't believe it; just a few minutes ago he thought that he was merely going in for an interview to go up against hundreds that applied for a spot or two, instead he found himself walking into the very place that he was hoping. The researcher led him to another room while instructing him that he was going to need to change into his flight suit before he went into the mecha chamber, otherwise the anti-intrusion countermeasures would activate. He was more than fine with that as his mind began to wander to all the different sorts of suits that he would be able to pilot. Though MRI was very selective in the pictures that it released to the public he had seen everything from small, humanoid suits meant for ground troops to huge mecha units that were the size of a plane that were meant for repairs to vehicles in dangerous territory.

When they got to the next room Ian found it to be a simple changing room, the researcher moving over to one of the metal drawers and instructing him on what to do before leaving him to his privacy. Once the scientist left he went over and opened the drawer to find something shiny all folded up inside, which when he unfurled he found was a single piece of rubber clothing. It was his new flight suit that would allow him to interface with the mechs in the institute and was one of the closely guarded secrets of MRI. He quickly discarded his personal effects into the drawer for safekeeping and once he was completely naked he started the process of putting on the suit.

It had a single opening in the neck and as Ian put his feet into it he could feel an electric tingle that came from it. He could only imagine the embedded circuitry involved in the creation of this suit and all the technology that he was sliding over his skin, an exciting prospect for the young man as his legs disappeared into it. There was also something else the suit was provoking as the smooth material rubbed over his legs that caused him to blush. Hastily he glanced around as his arousal spiked slightly from the rubber pressing against his limbs as he quickly slid the suit over his crotch in order to try to hide his growing erection from anyone that might be watching. Once he had calmed down a little more he continued to bring the suit up to his chest and then over his body, which despite its continued stimulation to his skin he managed to resist any additional urges even as it slipped up to his neck.

Once it was completely over his body Ian began to acclimate himself to feeling, taking a few deep breaths before smoothing any wrinkles out of the rubber. To his surprise it fit him like a glove and molded to his form like a second skin as he went to a nearby mirror to examine himself. It also seemed that with the heat of his body it was getting even more fitted to his contours, to the point where as he moved around it didn't wrinkle at all. If he didn't know any better he would have thought that this was his body as the door opened and the researcher appeared once more.

"I see that you're enjoying our pilot suit," the scientist said with a grin.

"It's unbelievable," Ian said as he looked back from the older man towards the mirror. "I've heard rumors that your interface suits are state of the art but I don't see a single plug or output slot, which means that you must have somehow integrated everything through touch circuitry."

"Very observant," the researcher said before motioning with his hand. "There is plenty more for you to look at however, and I have to make sure that you've been properly onboarded before the next hire comes in. If you'll follow me I can assure you that what you'll see next will completely blow your mind."

Ian didn't need much more convincing than that to follow the other male out of the dressing room and back into the main facility. This time the two took a different path deeper into the structure and as the hallways twisted and turned Ian was having a hard time remembering where he even was in relation to the outside. He was going to need a GPS in order to find his way out, he thought to himself as they arrived at a set of heavy steel blast doors. Almost immediately his thoughts turned to what was behind that metal barricade and felt his anticipation rise while the scientist went through the security measures to open it.

About a minute and several biometric scans later the doors opened slowly, the sound of the mechanical components grinding away to move the heavy object. Ian could feel his jaw drop to the floor when he finally got a peek inside, gasping at the huge space that was revealed as well as the contents within. It was easily the size of an aircraft hanger and most of the space was taken up by shiny mechs. It was a gearhead's paradise and as soon as he stepped into the hanger he noticed that those closest to him started to power up.

"As you can see your suit has a range of functions in order to control these mechs without the need for your standardized input," the scientist explained as he continued to move the awestruck pilot through the hanger while the mechs began to follow him. "We've pioneered neural link interfacing where the electrical signals in your brain and body are being directly translated through the circuits in your suit in order to provide things like movement."

"That's extremely impressive," Ian said once he regained his composure, waving to one of the smaller humanoid mechs that mimicked his motions and waved back. "But I thought you needed one of those helmet things that can translate the brainwaves directly into the suit?"

"It is true that a cranial neural interface is needed in order to do anything more complex then movement," the man said as they walked under the legs of a huge construction mecha. "However if we had that linked into your suit as well then there's the possibility you may accidently activate a mech that you weren't supposed to, so we've hardlined all that into each mech so that the brainwaves being analyzed are only being sent to the one that the pilot is in. It's actually cut down on biofeedback by eighty-seven percent, especially when it comes to our latest security models."

The scientist gestured towards the latest batch of suits that they just walked by and Ian saw that these mechs were all only a few feet bigger than him and with animal-themed humanoid designs. They were likely more in the vein of exosuits that people could wear, which were designed for urban applications where they could actually fit through the door. Just as they were about to move on to another set of the suits however one of them began to move its way over towards them. Ian quickly turned around to see the mech, a black metal panther with thick purple claws, strut over towards him before stopping.

"It appears this one likes you," the scientist said with a grin. "Why don't you give it a try?"

Before Ian could ask if that was really possible the panther suit seemed to open up, revealing the bright purple padding that was contained within. He couldn't believe that this was actually happening; he had gone from thinking that he was going to have an interview that he wouldn't get to actually piloting one of these advanced suits. It almost seemed too good to be true and found himself rushing to get into position before whatever mistake that was made to give him such luck was figured out. As he attempted to figure out how to get in the researcher came to his aid and told him to merely think about entering into the suit.

Ian nodded and began to think about getting inside the suit, and in the next second he let out a slight yelp as he was lifted into the air. His latex-covered legs kicked slightly as the suit itself put him inside the open mech. With precise movements the limbs of the panther mech slid over the human, the latex of his suit being wrapped around by rubbery purple tendrils as they slid into place. At first he thought that they were going to be far too big for him, but it appeared the lining of the suit was ready for it as more of the suit filled out to encase them. Though the researcher was still standing right there Ian couldn't help but grow aroused from the feeling of rubber rubbing against his suit that seemed to translate the sensations directly into his body.

"As you can see the tactile sensors of the suit are completely built into the lining and will continue to integrate with your own body," the scientist said as a small grin formed on her face. "The more your mech bonds with you the more its programming will transfer into your mind. In no time whatsoever you will be the perfect merging of pilot and suit, your mind processing everything being fed into you while being molded like clay."

"Wait, what are you talking about?" Ian asked, the words of the researching rising above the simulation he was receiving as the mech continued to close around him. "What do you mean that I'm going to be-"

The pilot was suddenly interrupted as he felt something press up against the back of his head, the top part of the panther suit's helmet pressing against him as he felt more rubber sliding around his skull. What shocked him even more however was the mouth part that had swung over his face before appearing in front of him. It was not the typical mask that he was used to when he had gone through mech training as the very phallic red rubber appendage dangled just a few inches away from his lips. Just as he was wondering who would have possibly designed a suit like this the muzzle of the suit began to move forward and spread open his lips.

The rest of his body was still being integrated into the suit itself as its giant clawed hands began to twitch and shift, no longer being driven completely by the VI that had been the placeholder for the pilot. As the neural network began to tap into the mind of the human being completely enveloped in the suit it began to receive the electrical impulses from the cranium of the pilot... and then began to send them in response. With the pilot being stimulated from almost every inch of his body, save for his groin, his mind was going into overdrive as the programming began to seep into his synapses. By this point the metal suit had completely engulfed most of the pilot's body except for the erection that was straining against the crotch of his pants.

But as the mouth attachment of the suit continued to slowly push its way into the maw of the human, releasing something slick that seemed to stop any sense of his gag reflex to allow it to go deeper, he could feel the hand of the suit he was inhabiting reach over and grab something. At first it looked like a rubber tail, but before his eyes were covered by the helmet of the suit he could see that much like the muzzle attachment currently stretching open his mouth and throat there was something else there as well. Though the human knew even in his blissed out state that something was going on here that shouldn't be he couldn't bring his hands to move, making him wonder if they were actually in his control or still reacting to the integration process of his body as those hands adjusted the new appendage into place. As the vision of the human was suddenly filled with glowing purple light the mech suit shifted its position in order to put in the last piece of the process.

Had Ian's mouth not been gagged with the muzzle, the gas mask inside of it now pressing against his face, he would have let out a loud cry from something pushing into his backside. The rubber that had covered his rear provided no resistance from the second dildo that was being pushed into his body, in fact it seemed to guide it into his hole and almost stretch open the ring of muscle to allow it to pass. At the same time as the insertion behind him he also began to feel something pushing against his erect cock. Though it was hard to see with his new metallic feline muzzle he could see that it was some sort of silver cylinder being slid onto the rock hard shaft of his cock like a sleep, once more the rubber of his suit seemingly aiding in his own member being engulfed before the rubber pouch covered his groin and completely hid it.

Ian was so inundated with pleasure at this point he didn't even realize that the rubber covering his head and sealing around his face had pushed its way into his ears, connecting not only to the rounded ears that were on top of the panther mech's head but also connected to the MRI servers as well. When it sensed the connection, along with the hooking up of every other piece of equipment that was going on-line after sensing a new host, it kicked the mech over to the second phase of the integration. At this point the pilot was integrated to the panther mech, but he hadn't been integrated... yet...

"Ian, can you hear me?" a voice that he recognized as the researcher suddenly flooded his head as the gas mask that had sealed around his mouth and nose began to pump something into his lungs that he breathed in. "I want you to give me a nod if you can understand me."

Ian found himself nodding and as soon as he did the dildo that was lodged almost down his throat gave him a buzz of pleasure. "Good, it appears that auditory and visual sensors are exactly where they should be. Now that I have your attention I think it's time for you to be properly onboarded into your new role here at MRI. I know that we said we needed a test pilot, but in actuality we're converting most of our workforce into mech units... in the most literal of senses."

Even if Ian wanted to respond to that he found himself still completely lost in the sea of pleasure that was being given to him while the rubber of the mech seemed to merge with his suit. At this point it was hard to tell what was his body and what was the mech, especially when the tactile sensors began to kick in and he was able to feel things from tiny filaments that were embedded into the metal. They wouldn't transmit pain or anything like that, but as one of the large, clawed hands curled around his tail and began to stroke it he could tell that pleasure wasn't restricted at all. As he continued to huff into the gas mask the purple glow of the lenses in front of his eyes shifted hues until they became completely black, then lit up with a video that played right in front of him.

"Hello, and welcome to the MRI," the person in the video said, someone that also apparently was in some sort of dragon mech suit as he walked through the hanger that Ian was standing in. "If you are watching this then you are currently inside one of our Fully Utilitarian Tactile Integrated Life Envoys, a mech suit that will take care of your needs twenty-four seven so that you never have to leave it! Which is good, because due to the nature of the assimilation process you won't be getting out of there anytime soon."

A mech with its own life-support system so that it could never be taken off? Ian had only heard rumors of such things, especially since the amount of energy that was required in order to have such a thing be possible was considered infeasible to put into practice. There was also the fact that if anyone controlling the mech willed it they could potentially trap someone in a suit forever... which to Ian was starting to look more and more like the situation he had somehow gotten himself into. As he thought back he realized he was the perfect candidate since he was a loner by nature and didn't have any immediate family in the area, plus given the secretive nature of MRI they could easily just say that he was on some sort of secret mission to cover up his disappearance. It appeared the suit did not like his diversion of thought and he groaned into his cock gag as the tube around his own vibrated to stimulate him and break his thought process.

"Now in order to help ease your integration into your new life we will begin a series of performance-enhancing exercises in order to help acclimate to your new life," the mech in the video continued on. "Along with this you will be given programming prompts so that it is ensured that you are always on the top of your game and always thinking of the safety of MRI and its scientists. After all, they're the ones that created you in the first place..."

Created him... as soon as the thought hit his mind he was given a huge dose of pleasure from all three of the stimulatory implements that were inside of him. It took more then a minute before Ian recovered from such a tidal wave of euphoria as the dildo that had slid inside his rear continued to give him low-level vibrations to his prostate. As he tried to move forward his body felt like it was made of lead and he realized that after the helmet had snapped shut on him and his rubber covered form had become completely encased in the mech suit he had just been standing there this entire time. With his mind clearing slightly, though the suit continued to make sure he was still being stimulated, he reminded himself that he was essentially trapped inside a panther mech.

At that moment the movie that had been in front of his eyes was gone, replaced with a vision of the hanger that he realized was in real time. As he looked around something came up, green lettering like what would typically appear in a mech's heads up display as it told him to move twenty feet towards a new position. Though he knew it was what they wanted and would only further the brainwashing of his mind the thought had to get around the horniness that he was feeling and before it could he had taken a step in the right direction. Not only had it become far easier to actually pilot the mech but once more he was given a buzz of pleasure around his cock.

It had prompted him to take several more steps as his brain was being fed more programming from subliminal messaging in both his lenses and from the earphones in his ears, each one causing a bigger jolt of pleasure then the last one. He was so close to climaxing... but the suit wasn't going to let him until he was standing on that circle just like he had been ordered. As he hesitated right outside of the border he suddenly found all the pleasurable vibrations that had been coursing through his body ceased, leaving him with nothing. He had become so used to the sensations and was so close to getting his orgasm that it almost brought him to his knees when he was denied, and despite everything his need for release became so frantic that he stepped inside.

Almost instantly he was given a directive complete and the dildo in his ass and the sleeve around his cock went into overdrive, milking him of the orgasm that it had been building up since the second that he had stepped foot inside of the mech. Had the metal suit not been holding him up the force of his climax would have floored him, letting out a loud roar as a panther mech as exhaust from his mask could be seen coming out of his nostrils and mouth. It was a truly intimidating sight to anyone that might have been watching, even the two that had known it was coming were taken aback slightly by the reaction. As the panther mech wound down so that the human inside could be stimulated once more the two researchers looked at the screen monitoring the brain waves of the one inside.

"This is the fastest progress we've seen so far," one of the researchers said to the other, who was the one that had led the human to his face in the first place. "Already his thought patterns are aligning with the programming of the mech and its only been the second task, at this rate he won't remember anything about himself except that he is a security drone panther mech within the hour."

"That's great news," the other researcher said, smiling as she watched the panther mech in the hanger looking around for his next objective already to chase that orgasm already. "Keep putting him through his paces, I want to be sure he's fully integrated and ready so that perhaps he can even train our next recruit..."

A few hours later another man walked up to the entrance of the MRI building after being escorted onto the premises, the street lights flickering over head as he went to the guard station that he was told to go to. When he got there he found himself gasping slightly as he saw what stared back at him, watching those glowing purple eyes following him as he approached. "No way," he said, grinning broadly as he slipped his papers through the slot so that they could be verified. "I know that this place is big on mechs, but I didn't realize that they even had them for security!"

"Affirmative," the panther mech replied as his eyes scanned the documents and digitally sent them to the mainframe. "This is the new X-01 security class panther mech suit, part of the feline mech suit series that is being prototyped."

"That's awesome!" the guy said. "I'm actually here to be interviewed as one of the test pilots, so maybe I'll be able to ride in one of those suits myself. Of course I actually have to get the job first and I'm sure with the number of applicants that this place gets I doubt that I will see the inside of any of these mechs anytime soon."

Though the panther mech was processing everything that the human was saying its main focus was on the instructions that it was getting from the server, informing him that this one was going to be put on security detail as well. "It appears that you might have a better chance then you previously thought," Ian said as he reached over and opened the door. "Please follow me and I'll escort you inside the building towards your destination, one of the researchers is already waiting for you on the other side."

In the back of Ian's mind he remembered when he was the one that was standing out there gleefully, ignorant of the purpose that he was about to be given as he felt the vibrator on his cock activate in order to give him a reward of pleasure for expertly handling the situation. As the two continued to walk down the hallway Ian continued to remain focused on his mission to guide the human inside as more details flashed on his screen. Though it had only been a few hours the panther mech was focused, ready, and completely loyal to the ones that had created him as they went through another security door to find a female scientist waiting for them."

"It's a pleasure to meet you Kevin," the researcher said as she went over and shook his hand. "My name is Dr. Joyce Green, and I'm here to help you with your onboarding process."

'Onboarding process..." Kevin said, his face twisted slightly in shock before his hands went up to cover his mouth. "No way..."

"Yes way," Joyce said as she held out a rubber suit to him. "Welcome to MRI. Now you're going to need to change into this before we bring you into the main hanger, so why don't you go ahead and use the room over there while I talk to our security mech here."

"Right away!" the eager pilot said as he took the suit and ran into the room. "Thank you so much for this!"

The researcher just smirked and put her hands across her chest until the unsuspecting person disappeared completely behind the door, then looked over at the panther mech that remained at attention. "Thank you Ian," Joyce said as Ian swiftly turned to regard her. "I think that you deserve a little treat for your first successful assignment, go back to the guard room and wait for us to get done with this one's integration and you'll be helping us train him."

"It will be an honor," the panther mech said before giving her a bow and returning down the tunnel back towards his new office. As soon as he was inside he went to the middle of the room and remained still, but while the panther mech remained idle the human inside was anything but. All Ian could do was moan as the gag that had allowed him to speak pushed deeper inside of him along with the one in his backside, getting ready to bring the pilot to yet another orgasm in reward for his service.