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When Jason got back to the realm he saw that Haleon was already standing there waiting for him, giving him the usual grin as he saw the two that were in tow behind him. "I see that you had yourself a rather productive night," the nexus creature stated as he looked behind Jason and at the two new synths that stood there. "I must say that it amuses me to great lengths that of all possible forms you could have gifted to your friends you decided on the pigeon. Personally given what I've seen in your databanks about them I would have went with the seagull, always looking to gorge themselves on whatever they can find."

"The thought had crossed my mind," Jason replied, the falgon watching the two pigeons behind him swallow hard as he gave them a smirk before turning back to Haleon. "But the last thing I needed was them chasing around any and every shiny object while trying to do something. Speaking of such, what is next on the docket now that I have retrieved my friends?"

"What's next is that you can go exploring around in my realm at your leisure," Haleon explained as he gestured to the city around him. "There are plenty of opportunities here at your disposal and since I have something that is being compiled for later I'm going to leave you in your own capable hands. Before you leave here however I would hate for your new companions to fly off without you, which is why I made these after you had left for when you returned."

Jason looked down at the synth eagle's hands to see that he was holding two pieces of metal, and even without his new ability to discern electronics the falgon knew exactly what they were. He eagerly took them and went over to Dan and Lucas, taking the collar and attaching it around their necks. The second the two ends of the metal touched it not only fused into a seamless band but also melded with the metal of his thralls, and the second that it did the two immediately stood straight at attention. At first Jason thought that he had done something wrong until he saw the eyes of the two pigeon males had started to swirl in the same pattern as the rest of his body and when he accessed their minds he saw that they were awaiting his orders.

Though many ideas came to Jason's mind he decided to revert them back to normal for the time being, his two thralls immediately relaxing when the lock on them was released. "Feel free to explore to your heart's content," Haleon stated once it was clear that Jason knew how the new collars worked, a glowing leash appearing briefly between his hand and their necks before it disappeared. "There are plenty of things for you and your new thralls to be put through their paces before you're done here."

Jason once more thanked Haleon and watched him fly off before turning back to the two pigeons, who once more looked about nervously as they felt their master's attention on them. Since there was nothing that jumped out at Jason right away he decided that they would take the nexus creature's advice and go exploring. They quickly found that though the city was definitely futuristic in nature and filled with the robotic minions of Haleon a lot of places reminded Jason of rather mundane, normal life things. There were even food vendors that they could go to, and despite not needing to eat they found after asking one of those selling that their mouths and tongues had been modified to heighten their sense of taste and smell so they could enjoy the act even more.

While the idea was tempting the falgon decided to save it for later, summoning the leashes and giving them a tug to pull the two pigeons away from a stand that was selling ice cream. Aside from food there were also shops that sold everything from modular parts to sex toys and everything in between, even color-shifting clothing that could have a logo downloaded onto it. As they continued further however Jason saw something which caused him to stop dead in his tracks, the other two nearly colliding with him as he looked on in awe. Just as they had been stopped Dan and Lucas were nearly pulled off of their feet as Jason practically flew to the area that had caught his eye.

It looked like something similar to a vack-rac, except that it was more like a forming press as a rectangle of metal was suspended above a slab of similar substance underneath it. "You sir, you look like a synth of discernable taste!" a particularly loud crow synth stated as he pointed a finger right in Jason's direction. "Why don't you go ahead and try out one of my latest creations, guaranteed to be loved by the heavy bondage user! You and your thralls can go at the same time even since I have a few spots that are open currently."

"I suppose I would..." Jason stated as he looked over at some of the occupied areas, the forms of various avian and other creatures shaped in the metal like they were molds. "What exactly is this?"

"What we have here is an answer to Lord Renzyl's vac-products!" the crow exclaimed. "Where you can typically squirm around in one of those this little baby is sure to make sure that you are a hundred percent completely and totally immobilized. All you have to do is lay down on the bottom part and remain still so that the top part can come down and completely encase you in hardened steel, and to top it all off once that is done a nano-polymer is injected to fill in every last gap to make sure that you are just like a statue of Lord Kirdos except without having to transform into a stony fleabag!"

Jason looked between the crow and the bed where they would likely go. "I think that we could give this a try," the falgon stated, causing the two behind him to let out a slight squawk that prompted him to look back at his two thralls. "Do we have a problem with this?"

The two pigeon synths quickly shook their heads and Jason turned back to the crow. "Would it be possible for the three of us to go in one bed?" Jason asked as he pointed to one of the larger steel podiums. "I haven't yet made use of my thralls yet and I think being stuck with them would help us... bond, if you know what I mean."

The smile on the crow's face widened as he nodded his head and pointed them in the direction of the largest slab they had, the two pigeons looking wearily at it as they were told to hop up and get in the position that they wanted. Jason hadn't exactly thought about where he wanted his two friends to go, though as he looked at the two lithe creatures it dawned on him that it could be wherever he wanted. Normally it was the other way around with him servicing the two in whatever way they preferred, often being reminded that they were responsible for him being there in the first place. This time it was his turn to think of how much pleasure he could get, and when he did he decided that he was going to be in the middle with the two on either side of him.

The crow synth commended Jason on his choice and told him to get up first so that he can be in the middle, the falgon obliging and hopping up easily. When he shifted his muscular body into position, folding his wings flat against his body so they wouldn't interfere and lying on his side, he found his body sticking somewhat to the metal beneath him. He realized that the surface must have been magnetized in some manner in order to keep people in their poses as he heard the crow tell his two thralls to hop up next and get on either side of their master. As Jason watched them crawl up towards him he grinned, not only from watching them do what he said but also because he couldn't tell who was who unless he dived into their memory banks to figure it out.

Not that there was any need for that, Jason thought to himself as he felt the two pressing up against him with their unnaturally smooth metallic forms rubbing sensually together. The fact their identities were so obfuscated heightened the thrill of it, wondering if this is how they felt when they had him dress in that gimp suit. While he had thoroughly enjoyed the experience he remembered looking at himself in the mirror and realizing he looked no different then the others... and it made him wonder if he had potentially drawn inspiration from that. Either way he was very much pleased with the results as he told the pigeon synth behind him that he had permission to push into his tailhole while he readied himself to do the same with the one in front of him.

Filling while getting filled, it would be getting pleasure from both ends that made Jason almost giddy. As their bodies grew closer together the force of the magnetization actually drew their bodies together more, feeling the magnetic bond pressing them together as Jason took his hard, metallic member and slid it inside of the male in front of him. The pigeon in front nearly jumped as his tailhole spread open to easily accommodate his master, Jason feeling a spike of pleasure coming from the thrall as he pushed in deep. With their new bodies it was easy for him to sink his cock almost all the way down to the hilt in the first few thrusts, his arms wrapped around the chest of the steel creature as he began to feel something starting to spread open his own ring of nanocarbon muscle. Though it was timid at first the feel of the falgon's insides clamping around the tip of the member pushing inside caused the pigeon behind him to grow bolder, Jason letting out a loud moan as he was penetrated just as deeply.

"Looks like you two are set to go," the crow said as he pressed a button on a nearby panel. "You three can continue to move around until the plate starts getting closer, then it's going to be nearly impossible to move as it is formed around you so make sure the position your in is the one you want."

Jason gave the crow the thumbs up and then focused his attention on the two while waiting for the metal plate to come down. As he shifted his hips back and forth, impaling himself on the cock behind him before shoving his own into the one in front, he began to sense that the pleasure was causing his friends to lose even more of themselves into it. He found himself able to make tweaks to the AI that was running the show for them, altering the imprinted personality since the original was being stored in a separate drive just for referencing. When he looked into both of them he found that while they had a decent love of bondage and were enjoying being on either side of him there was still a little work to be done, tweaking their loyalty and libido settings as well as twining them together so they would yearn for his touch.

It quickly seemed to have the desired effect as the two got more into it, the synth in front practically grinding his rear end against him as the one behind him ran his hands along his body. The sudden ministrations caused a rise in their lust as well, which allowed Jason to make even more changes to them. Soon the remaining anxiety and fear they had about being in such a strange place was drained away along with any remaining apprehension that they had for the falgon tricking them, and in turn amplified the joy of being in such a situation as well as increasing obedience and the love of being a thrall. By the time the metal had come down to the point where was almost touching him the two were doing most of the bucking and thrusting for him, Jason reaching around and grabbing the erect maleness of the one in front of him and stroking as best he can even as it became harder to move with every second.

Soon all three synths remained still as the metal pressed around them while the frame continued down around them. At first Jason thought that it might somehow get suctioned around them to provide the shape, but as the thick metal pressed against them he realized that the material wasn't as hard as he had thought. In fact as it continued to slide down around them it was almost like a goo, except that it didn't ooze down anywhere as it contoured towards every inch of their body. It became clear why the crow made sure they couldn't move before the metal got to where it needed to go, and though they probably could with a little effort they didn't want to ruin the seal that was forming. As it finally got to the base Jason felt it even get in the details of his face as it completely covered his head and beak before it continued down to the pedestal they were laying on.

The second the metal sheet made contact with the base however it flash-hardened; even without moving Jason could tell that he and his two thralls had been completely immobilized by the metallic sheet that coated them like a second skin. It was so all-encompassing that he couldn't even tell if the magnetization was still happening, unable to move an inch as every single one of his senses were completely blocked off. The only thing he could still feel besides the casting of his body were the two pigeon synths that were also surprised at how stuck they were, both of them attempting to move and squirm around. While they also found themselves unable to move an inch it did serve to cause the cock inside the falgon to wiggle around inside of him while the tailhole of the other clamped against his, which proved to be the case even when the polymer was injected through the base of the pedestal to harden them into those positions further so they could do nothing but bask in the cascading lust between the three of them...

...once they had spent a few hours like that they suddenly felt the metal that coated them pop away, the polymer instantly cracking apart once they had been freed from the covering that had held them there. Both Jason and his thralls shook off the resin from their bodies before thanking the crow for the experience, but as they started to move back towards the main plaza the falgon suddenly felt the crow synth wrap a hand around his arm. "Hey... I happen to notice the modifications that you were making to them while you were inside," the crow said, Jason suddenly feeling nervous as the other avian let out a caw of laughter. "Now now, there's no need for fretting, don't mean to ruffle your feathers over it... I just happen to know of another place that I think might greatly interest you."

Jason and the crow talked for a bit before the falgon thanked him once again and caught up with his thralls, once more giving them a tug on their leashes to make sure they remembered not to fly off without their master. As they quickly hurried back to their side Jason decided to treat them with the ice cream they had been looking at before, the three of them grabbing a cone before settling down at one of the nearby tables. "Oh wow, this really does taste better!" one of them exclaimed as the other nodded in agreement. "I think I'm beginning to warm up to this place."

"Me too," the other said as they both turned to the falgon who watched them with bemused interest. "I suppose we have Master Jason to thank for this. You really are the best!"

Jason couldn't help but smile as he watched their corrupted thoughts continue to reinforce the alterations he had made to their AI psyches, watching them as they didn't even realize how much attention that they were lavishing on him for the simple act of buying them ice cream. While he would have loved to give them access back to their former selves to see just how far they had fallen the crow had given them other ideas as he leaned forward. "You know, I think you two deserve more then just ice cream for all the good work you do," the hybrid synth said, watching them perk up even more intently at the mention of a reward. "In fact, I've been told there's a place where we can upgrade you two even further then you already are."

"Really?" one of the two pigeon synths said, Jason trying to contain his amusement as he nodded. "You would do that for us?"

"I can't think of two that would be more fitting for this," Jason replied, allowing himself a chuckle at that as he licked his ice cream. One the three of them had finished their treat the falgon spread his wings and began to fly through the air, the other two obediently following behind them as they left the plaza and made their way towards a different part of the city. In only took a few minutes to fly there they found themselves in a place that was no less impressive then where they had left, except this area was a little less flashy about it as Jason walked to the address that had been given to him. When he stepped up to the door to knock on it the door suddenly opened without his prompting, revealing a vaguely alien creature that looked like he was made out of grey goo standing there.

"My friend told me that you were arriving," the creature said as he reached out and shook Jason's hand, the falgon feeling the intense presence of nanites within. "My name is Lusair, and as I'm sure you've guessed at this point I'm a nanite creature. I'm having a bit of stabilization issues at the moment so I apologize for not being in something a little more solid, but given what you're here to do that's actually going to be a boon."

The three were invited into the building, which turned out to be a huge lab that had what looked like a circular pond of liquid metal in the middle of it. With the surface being completely still it looked like a mirror, and as the three looked at it Lusair used his amorphous form to stretch out and work on several consoles at once. "Your thralls can go in the middle of the reflecting pool," the nanite creature stated as he motioned with one of his arms towards the stairs that led up to the platform itself. "It's actually only ankle deep so you don't have to worry about swimming."

"What is this stuff?" one of the synth pigeons asked as they went up toward the shallow pool and looked at their own reflection.

"It would be something long and complex that I doubt you would understand thrall," Lusair replied dismissively, the two looking at Jason who prompted them to move forward while the nanite creature looked at him. "Do you have any special attachments to them being pigeons? Most people who want something like this tend to either get copies of themselves or completely featureless."

"The pigeon thing was funny but I think it's time that we make them what they truly are here," Jason replied as he watched the two hop up and down in the liquid to find that it didn't splash. "Now I was told that you were able to accommodate special requests, and if you don't mind I have a few ideas that I would like to have installed."

Jason gave the list of thoughts that he had compiled on his way here, and even without eyes he could tell the nanite creature looked at him in slight surprise. "You're really going all out on this one, aren't you?" Lusair stated, Jason nodding in reply with an evil grin on his face. "Well they're your thralls, how you want them to be is up to you. All I'm going to need is a sample of your nanites and then we'll be on your way."

Before Jason could ask what that would entail the head of the creature leaned forward with unnatural flexibility and wrapped his mouth around the falgon's cock, immediately causing it to stiff as the sudden blowjob caught him by surprise. It was clear that this creature was an expert in nanite extraction as every inch of the gooey tongue and maw teased the metal rod, Jason panting as he found himself thrusting his hips upwards just to try and keep up. It became clear just how semi-solid this creature was as it got to the point where he could see the back of the nanite avian's head bulge out from his cock until he finally came.

Lusair teased out every drop of his cum and when he was finished Jason nearly collapsed against the table he was leaning against. He watched as the nanite creature created a tentacle from his body and connected it to the pool, working on the nearby console at the same time. It wasn't long before the liquid metal began to ripple, first around the edges until it condensed around the feet of the two thralls. The two pigeons had been busy with playing around with one another to notice what was happening until they felt something pressing against their calves, looking down and gasping as they saw the liquid metal sliding up their steel calves.

When the two attempted to move back towards the edge of the pool they found themselves anchored to the spot, and even when one of them managed to get their foot out of the liquid metal they found it completely coated by the substance. As more tendrils traveled up their legs they suddenly seemed to reach out and twine around one another, pulling the two pigeon's legs together and fusing together that they were completely coated by the reflective substance all the way up to the knees. Since they were still squirming when it happened they found themselves tipped off balance, one of them falling to their knees while the other landed on his side. While the liquid metal continued to travel up the thighs of the one that was kneeling his focus was mostly on the one that had started to roll about as more of the substance stuck to his body.

When the synth pigeon that landed on his side tried to pull himself up he found one of his arms completely stuck to his side, unable to move it as he tried to get to his chest and use his other one to get up. The other synth watched the living metal quickly latch onto that as well, pulling it behind his back while the other completely coated hand was maneuvered into the same location. This only caused the flailing pigeon to panic even more, eventually coating every inch of his body in the substance before he finally became still. With the synth no longer thrashing about the one that was still only covered up to his thighs was able to watch as the tentacles of the substance shifted about to bind the other pigeon's wings to his back while it coated what was left of his head.

"I... what..." the remaining synth said as he looked at the still form of the completely coated creature near him. "Is he..."

"Nothing of the sort," Jason called back after having recovered, walking over towards the edge of the pool as he watched the living metal crawl up the pigeon's hips. "It's just awaiting orders like a good little drone. For instance, why don't you roll over drone and show your friend here what his future is."

The pigeon watched as the other creature immediately started to shift around, taking a few seconds to do so since his arms and legs were not only bound but seemingly melted together. When the new drone was finally able to do so the synth gasped at what he saw, almost falling over himself as he saw that the liquid metal had almost completely covered over the features of the other male. Aside from vaguely looking bird shape and humanoid in nature the reflective creature had all of his other features completely erased, even his eyes and ears along with the fact that his beak appeared fused together. The other thing he quickly noticed was that there was a bulge where his maleness should have been, though as he stared at it he could see it twitch and shift.

"With such an immediate transformation like that it sort of overwhelmed it and put it into passive mode," Jason explained, though he could see the pigeon's focus was on his cock getting wrapped around by several thick tentacles of living metal while one pushed its way into his tailhole. "It really is a blissful existence, one of complete obedience and servitude... I bet if I offered it a chance to access its previous memories it wouldn't want to. Of course it doesn't remain like that, it would be a rather poor servant if it couldn't move, so lets have drone help you along while demonstrating the skills that you'll soon be inheriting."

All the synth could do was moan as the living metal was already penetrating into him while covering his cock in a thick layer of the substance, pulling it into a bulge similar to the drone that had already been created. But as the drone began to move its body began to shift, a cleft forming where his arms and legs were before they fully separated from his body. Though his wings remained bound the male didn't even seem to notice, the reflective metal avian drone standing up on his master's whims. That wasn't the only thing to appear however, just as the cock of the partially converted synth disappeared under the reflective metal bulge between his legs the one on the drone pushed away to reveal the thick, fully erect cock underneath.

The pigeon synth could already tell where it was going, though it still caused him to gurgle slightly when it moved over with his lithe body and shoved the long length of his shaft down into his throat. Almost immediately the liquid metal that clinged to the rigid member began to climb over the face of the pigeon, his LED eyes rolling into the back of his head as he was overwhelmed not only with intense pleasure but also the mind-melting control of the nanites taking root in his processors. They were there to make sure his transition to an avian drone was as efficient as possible, making sure that all tasks and processes were geared towards serving their master as his eyes disappeared under the layer of liquid metal cascading over his head.

It wasn't long before the pigeon snyth disappeared, replaced with a faceless, obedient drone that began to bob his head back and forth as the member downloading the nanites into him through thrusting into the malleable throat of the creature. Their mere existence was to serve the one whose nanites coursed through their bodies, augmented by the living metal that was the base for their drone bodies. When it was clear that the second drone had understood its new task the first pulled its cock out of the vague beak shape its mouth had become, sealing back into the bulge of rubber while the mouth of the second drone melted into a seamless shape.

Jason watched in awe at how far his friends had changed since he had gotten his claws into him, the two that considered themselves his superior now a pair of faceless, featureless avian drones that only thought about serving him. The falgon got an idea as he watched the two leave the pool of liquid metal and came up to him to await his command as he saw himself in the reflection of their mirrored bodies, an evil grin forming on his face as he realized that he could set up a one-way data link to the partitions that contained their old personalities. As he mentally commanded their bodies to return to their passive state, watching them pull their arms back so they could be restrained behind them once more, he connected not only Dan and Lucas to their bodies but also did the same for himself so he could hear their reactions.

"How are they taking their new lots in life?" Lusair asked as he watched the smile on the falgon's beak grow even wider.

"It appears that they'd rather this be the other way around," Jason reported as he severed his connection with them, though he left the other link so they could watch their new selves obediently following his direction both mentally and physically. "The lust that they're feeling from it though is intense, which kind of doesn't make sense when you think about it. I mean, why are they angry about being drones while still getting a lot of pleasure from it."

"Sometimes it just boils down to thou protesteth too much," the nanite creature replied with a small smirk as he examined the drones he had created himself. "It's why nexus creatures and their minions can sense such things; while they may be angry on the surface at the loss of power deep down they relish the idea of someone taking them over completely, even if its once in a while. If you want to know more about that you would have to talk to Haleon... which by coincidence we just received a summons for you to return to his tower, so you can ask him that when you fly up there."

Jason nodded and after thanking the nanite creature for droning his friends went back out into the streets, unbinding the wings of the two so they could follow him back towards the massive skyscraper where Haleon waited for him.