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Raw Fish

The soft sound of the ocean hits Brandon’s ears, followed by a pounding headache. His eyes slowly open, his vision blurry as he moans, “What happened?” His mind races to try to recollect the events leading up to this point. He was out fishing on his boat, he then caught a fish… yes it was a big one, he pulled hard, the fish pulled back then a slip, a tug forward, nothing.

“I must have gone overboard, boy am I lucky,” he comments to himself as he rubs the back of his black hair. “My glasses!” he exclaims as he reaches around trying to find them when he feels not sand but something smooth, hard, metal? He blinks a few times and squints as he looks down to see a smooth silver metal floor and not a sandy beach that he was expecting.

“What the?” he says as he looks around his eyes widen as he focuses out on the area around him. His eyes go wide despite his near sightedness at what he sees. Taking a moment to squint and try to focus on the area around him he sees a mirror like finish of a wall of water that has completely filled the room save for this small twelve foot by twelve-foot square box. Inside there was no bed, no rest room, but a circular metal stand in the center of the room right beside where he was, that was only visible because it is elevated three inches off the ground.

Brandon recoils in surprise as he pushes himself onto his feet and towards the water wall. “I must be dreaming,” he remarks as he pushes his head into the water as it flows freely into it to feel the sharp freezing cold temperature. Instinctively he pulls his hand back as he sees a semi translucent reflection of his lithe human body. Past that he can see what appear to be some kind of glowing equipment, computers of some kind, it was hard to tell, not because he couldn’t see through the water in the well-lit room, but more that he has never seen anything like that.

It was at this moment as he tries to look past his reflection to discern more of the room that he catches the fact that his body is completely naked. Brandon’s eyes go wide at the fact just as he heard a strong, stern, somewhat artificial voice emanating from the water.

“Ah good you are awake. I was beginning to worry we were too rough with your transportation. It would be shame to damage a future asset,” she remarks as Brandon turns around to see standing in the water is something that takes his mind to take a double take to truly understand. His hands move down to his exposed naked parts in the presence of a female.

Was it female? Yes, as Brandon blinked and looked forward he could see the firm breasts, the tight vaginal slit, but this was no person, no human, not creature, it was a machine. An anthropomorphic shark with light blue metal skin with dark black marking, her back fin jutted behind her back, as her moon crescent tail swished to help her move a bit easier through the water. Her soft glowing blue eyes focused on Brandon as her smooth metal body was too shocking to ignore, to sensual to look away. The smooth curves of the metal body, the long flowing dark blue hair with black tipped ends, the length almost drones the shark’s back fin from view during her movements as the hair floats there for brief moments before relaxing becoming still before it is disturbed again. Coming out of her hair are two metal triangular black tipped ears with a set of three golden piercings. The shark gives a toothy grin Brandon musters the will to speak.

“Who are you? Where am I? What do you want to do with me?!”

“Such curious questions abound, but due to the nature of this project, which you will be so graciously helping me with, I suppose I can tell you who I am. I am Mechanical Autonomous Kreation Operator. M.A.K.O. Mako for short,” she explains as she brushes her hair from her eyes, “As for where you are? That is classified, what we want from you? You’ll see soon enough but first you should eat,” she replies as she pulls out a silver dish with a lid on top. She pushes the dish forward through the water wall with complete ease, the item along with the Mako’s hand is completely dry.

Brandon stands there for a moment eyeing the dish while keeping his hands down to himself, covering himself the best I can while the mere mentioning of food reminds him just how hungry he truly was. The pit in his stomach gnawing at him as a growl is heard. He eyes the dish and then the shark machine.

“Go on, you’ll need your strength,” she says as she moves the dish closer to him.

“W-where are my clothes?” he stutters as he takes a half a step back to the other side of his prison.

“Your pieces of fabricated chemicals and organic matter? You don’t need those, they were processed to be of better use,” explains Mako as she places the dish down on the ground with a soft tap.

“I’ll leave this here, I have to run a few tests but I’ll be back,” she says as she turns around, as Brandon can now see small fins jutting from the shark’s elbow, tail and on her lower thighs are softly glowing water jets that help propel and move her through the water as she ‘walks’ out of the room.

Brandon eyes the dish for a moment before he moves over to it. “What’s the worst that can happen, if they wanted to kill me they’d done it already… or this could just be a strange dream,” he comments to himself as the soft soothing sound of the ocean that fills the room seems to ease and relax him ever so slightly. Enough to cautiously go over to the silver platter and lift the lid with a soft clunk as the rubber seal breaks revealing a tray of Sushi rolls and a pair of chopsticks, soy sauce, wasabi and ginger.

“I wasn’t expecting this,” he remarks to himself as he breaks the wooden sticks as he picks one of the rolls up. He eyes it, sniffs it, his stomach rumbles louder as he licks his salivating lips. “This has to be a dream,” he says to himself once again as he places the roll in his mouth. The savoring flavors exploding on his palette as he’s never had sushi that has ever tasted this good before. His caution thrown into the wind as he quickly devours the meal within short order.

Upon completion he looks up to find Mako standing there watching him, Brandon quickly using the platter to cover up his body before saying, “I appreciate the meal, was some of the best Sushi I ever had, but I really like to be going now.”

“You won’t be going anywhere… not yet at least but when you do you will just simply walk out of that room without a care,” replies Mako as Brandon eyes the mechanical shark curiously as he suddenly feels a tingle go up and down his spine, a tingle that soon turns into a sharp pain. Brandon breaths heavily as he feels the tingle and pain focusing on his chest, hands, back and crotch. The platter clatters to the ground as he falls onto all fours, his eyes looks down to his tender male bits as a hot burning sensation flows through it. His eyes go wide as he sees his dangling bits start to pull up against his body.

Instinctively Brandon reaches for the essence of his masculinity. He feels the soft flesh against his hands, the flaccid cock, and the human chestnut sized balls be slowly pulled upwards into his body.

“No, no, no,” moans Brandon as he grits his teeth. His hands gripping his tender shaft and balls as he feels them slowly slip out of his hand. Their warm slowly turning cold as the burning sensation between his legs grows ever hotter.

Curiosity compelling him, Brandon looks down to see his brown flesh slowly turning into a light silver blue. The hairs around his bits literally melt away as he reaches with both hands now to pull and tug his retreating bits back out of his body. The metallic color grows more dominant as the weight of his bits become ever lighter and lighter in his hands. His grip on them shrink as it slips from his fingers.

Brandon lets out a grunt as he pushes forward in one last attempt to reach for his manhood in a vain attempt to literally hold onto it as it slips through his fingers. But instead of grabbing on the small nub of a cock, or any part of his ball sac, he finds his fingers sliding into his body, into a wet passage that burns with an exploding bliss that makes him shiver.

Fear and pleasure mix within his mind as Brandon manages to sit back, legs spread as he sees there was no more of his precious balls and cock but the beginnings of a vaginal slit. His two fingers fill the passage completely as they slipped in their attempt to bring out what he has lost. The finger tips hitting the very depth of the passage of only a half an inch, but that soon gives way and goes deeper. Unable to help himself Brandon’s fingers follow suit, sliding in deeper the soft flesh turning into a soft metalloid as it gives way like sand in a beach. The burning pleasure growing deeper, hotter, tingling up along his spine as the sex grows longer. The vaginal lips becoming more pronounced bigger, allowing a third, and a forth curious finger to eventually makes its way into his body. The fingers keeping up with the ever increasing depth of sex, an inch… two inches, three, till his hand stops and the passage continues.

Forcefully Brandon pulls his fingers back which are now coated in a slick translucent lubrication juice with a soft sweet scent that fills his nostrils. The fish colored metal sex spreads to encompass the entire area of his crotch and scrotum but spreading no further. The burrowing transformation causes Brandon’s body to scream in a need that his mind could not process just yet but the entire new passage ached and dripped with it.

As if waiting for his nether region to finish changing the aching in his chest started to heat up. His soft dark brown nipples firm up and start to darken, while a pressure and an inch comes across his chest. He moves to scratch and rub the perk nipples, peaking black a light layer of dead skin to reveal a dark cyan metallic nipple. Brandon’s eyes widen as the pealing continues, his outer most layer of skin cracking as his chest starts to balloon forward, expanding slowly, inch by inch over a course of several minutes.

Brandon wraps his hands around his growing chest and feels the reverse of what happened below. The sliding of his human skin as it gives way to silver blue smooth metal. The skin just flakes off revealing more and more of the mechanic wonder that lied just below. Squeezing the forming breasts, the weight of them steadily becomes felt not only by his hands but by his chest. His wet finger tips of his right hand streak and squeak across the expanding metal as his fingers slide across it.

“What is this! This can’t be real!” yells Brandon as he falls back the breasts move and jiggle slightly as the metal has a slight give and take like aluminum foil that doesn’t dent or crease but keeps its smooth form no matter how much its squeezed and touched.

The several pound weight on his chest is now very apparent as he lets out a scream of mixed pain and bliss. The tone of his voice growing higher as the burning sensation wraps around his neck. Brandon reaches up to his neck as he feels his Adam’s apple melt away, as the smooth warm skin flakes and the sensation of cold metal wraps around his neck. His back dinks against the metal ground as the creeping burning sensation remains situated on his chest, back and neck.

A sensation like he was being stabbed in the back in reverse shoots from his spine causing Brandon to roll off his back, revealing the layer of unwanted human skin the ground. The feeling of a knife pushing out of his back grows stronger and stronger as he screams, his chest pushed forward, his voice softer, more effeminate, but with a hint of synthetic to it, much like Mako’s. Brandon’s mind tries to comprehend what is happening to him as the sensations slowly start to fade away. Giving him time to breathe and relax. Time to push himself off the floor but before he does he looks at the wall of water and sees through his translucent reflection that there is a blue silver curved shark fin now coming out of his back.

“No, no this can’t be happening! This has to be a dream,” exclaims Brandon as his heart races, the thumping heard in his ears as he stands up to look at his partially changed body from the side. Now standing before him is a human with a few shark bits attached to him. Mostly importantly those around his chest, back and crotch, the essence of his masculinity stripped away and the elements of female hood are now shown proudly on his chest.

“This can’t be real,” Brandon repeats as he reaches up and squeezes his breasts, his warm finger tips felt on the slightly warmed smooth metal body. Brandon lets out a soft moan as he feels his finger tips brush up against the hard perk nipples of his body.

“It is real, and when it’s all over you’ll be one of us, happy, blissful, obedient to the cause,” explains Mako with a sharp shark grin as Brandon turns around to look at the Mako shark across the way.

“No, I won’t be like you I won’t have it!” he says as he rushes towards the shark bursting through the wall of water as his organic flesh feels like it’s being stabbed by thousands of daggers due to the ice cold water that envelopes him. His new robotic parts feel fine, comfortable, almost pleased to be in the water as Mako looks into Brandon’s eyes with her her own.

Brandon glares at them as Mako leans in and gives Brandon a forceful kiss. Her eyes never breaks contact with his, as he feels the metal tongue slide into his mouth, feeding him with much needed air as those strong piercing blue eyes. They are so deep and endless like the ocean themselves.

Brandon’s gaze gets lost in the lovely blue gems as the kiss grows deeper, the two pairs of breasts press up against one another being squeezed gently. Mako’s metallic hands run through Brandon’s short hair as he’s slowly pushed back into the cell, his body bone dry just like Mako’s as she continues to push and guide him gently into the center of the cell. The soft washing noise of the oceans hits his ears once again as his body shivers but not from the icy cold water that he just came from.

Brandon’s robotic sex twitches as warm slick fluids trickle down his legs, his body moans into the kiss as Mako steadily breaks it, a bead of robotic salvia and human salvia strand between the two lips before it eventually breaks and whip lashes onto Brandon’s lips.

“Shhh, you’ve had a trying first day, why don’t you just stand there and relax,” says Mako as Brandon’s eyes reflect the soft blue of the Mako’s eyes.

“Relax… trying day,” Brandon softly says as he feels his tensing muscles just relaxing, his body wobbles as he is pushed back into the stand which glows a soft blue and purple. Four thick gray wires with silver latches slide down from the ceiling and latch onto back ports that only appear a moment before they latch onto Brandon’s robotic back. A spark of pleasure, a soft trickle of energy flows into Brandon’s body.

“That’s good, very good, just stay there and relax… enjoy the soft sound of the ocean. Its so nice, welcoming. You can just stand there and listen to it for hours.”

“Listen to it for hours,” replies Brandon as a fifth wire from the ground, this one with a silver phallic shape slides up and slips into Brandon’s newly formed robotic sex.

Brandon lets out a moan as the surge of pleasure causes him to blink rapidly and find himself on the stand attached to wires.

“Huh? Wha? What’s going on here? What are you doing to me!” he exclaims as another surge of pleasure bursts through his loins as the wire clicks into place sending tingling shocks of bliss as power trickles into his body. Brandon arches his back as Mako squeezes the bust and gently tugs at the nipples with her robotic claws.

“Shh, you are relaxing. Listen to those soft crashing waves against the shore. The power of the ocean. The power we are giving to you. Let the power flow into you. Relax. You need this power now. The power of the ocean,” softly explains Mako as Brandon shivers.

The white crashing noise of the ocean hits his ears again and again, smashing away his current train of thought, washing away his aggression, his anger with each wave of the ocean. The endless powerful ocean…

“I… ocean…” mutters Brandon as his eyes start to give off a soft purple glow as he starts to look forward into Mako’s eyes once again.

“That’s a good girl,” she replies as she runs her slightly warm metal claw along Brandon’s face.

“Good girl…” mutters Brandon as Mako takes a step back as projected on the screen before Brandon is a view of the endless ocean on the beach. The sun setting or rising, it was difficult to tell but it wouldn’t change positions, it didn’t blind him either. It was just so nice to look into it… stare into the fading and growing light. To see the soft hues of pinks, oranges, blues.

So delightful to just stand and stare at their beauty, the ocean waves calming as Brandon stays on the stall. Unmoving save for his soft deep breaths that grow ever slower, ever deeper with each passing moment.

The sway and flow of the ocean, its endless power, beauty grace all before him. It was breath taking, awe inspiring, “I’ll just stand here… so beautiful,” mutters Brandon as he watches along, falling deeper and deeper into the visions, into the endless noise washing over him.

Mako gives a toothy grin as she steps out of the room via one of the other sides, not to disturb Brandon’s viewing as she goes over to a nearby computer console and types a few things in before leaving Brandon there for an indiscernible amount of time. The scene of the ocean never changes save for the sporadic and chaotic soothing flow of the ocean waves. The sun never moves, the colors seem to swirl but if Brandon happened to stare close enough at it, the swirls would go away as if they were never there. His mind a blank, empty devoid of thoughts, just the sweet serenity of the ocean.

The sound of the ocean would continue long after the visual faded away and Brandon was looking at the translucent reflection of himself. The wires attached to his back, shoved into his female sex his glowing eyes staring back at themselves one moment and the next the wires were gone. The power connection broken, but Brandon had no clear memory when that happened. He simply just was standing there, calm, collected, feeling blissful till something clicked in his mind. The events that transpired, they were so real yet also dreamlike but when he looks at himself he knew that was no dream.

He steps off of the platform the glowing lights fading away as Brandon shakes his head, looking around again to see no one. Memory of his attempt to leave the cell come rushing back to him like the rushing pain of the cold water that hit his organic body.

“I-I have to get out of here, but how? I’ll drown if I leave…” he says as he looks around the room poking his hand into the water a few times only to feel that piercing cold again and again.

“How could this be real? Maybe it’s a dream. I fell off my boat or hit my head and now I am in a coma and this is my mind trying to deal with it. Yes my mind is trying to deal with being in a coma.”

“If that is true, then why do you resist your only chance at freedom?” asks Mako as she seems to appear out of nowhere.

“I… you… this isn’t freedom. I don’t want this, please release me, I’ll do anything if you let me go,” he pleads.

“You’ll be doing anything for the cause regardless, no need to stop now. I never leave a job half finished, and I think you’ll be one of my best works yet, the collective will be very pleased with me… us when this is over.”

“With who? Collective? I don’t want to be part of some collective!” remarks Brandon as Mako just gives a soft sigh through the water, some bubbles floating up as she does so.

“You poor unfortunate soul. You do not know what you say, but fear not, things will become clear to you in time. The follies of your ways. The truth of your inner desires will become known to you soon,” she says softly as she holds out another silver platter the previous one that was left on the ground long gone, “But first you should eat something.”

“Eat? You expect me to eat now?!” yells Brandon as he eyes the platter. His stomach growls at him once more as he eyes it, his mouth starting to salivate as his new female sex twitches, as it feels so warm, so sensitive to the cool air around him.

“No one will force you but I do recommend it. It will keep up your strength, you’re still mostly organic after all,” she says as she places the tray down and pushes it deeper into the room. Brandon’s eyes look down at Mako as they lock on the shark’s subtle bust. Those fine smooth robotic shark tits that just beg to be touched, to be close to him once again. Brandon shakes his head as he sits across on the room on the other side.

“No, I won’t, I will sit here and go on a hunger strike till you release me,” declares Brandon.

“I see you need a little more time to understand your situation better,” replies Mako before standing up. “If you need me just call I’ll be nearby,” she explains before walking off into the watery darkness.

“Need her? Pah why would I need her strong sexy body,” chuckles Brandon as his stomach gnaws at him again. The soothing ocean noise beats into the room flowing over him as he lets out a grunt.

“Keep up my strength so they can continue to do experiments on me? I am no shark,” he says as she looks down at his chest. Those lovely smooth silver blue shark breasts that now adorn his body. The cyan nipples are so tender so hard, aroused, yes his body was aroused. His female sex twitched and clenched, his hand slowly moving down to feel the slightly warm metallic lips against his fingers.

A moan escapes Brandon’s lips as he feels along the edges before he pulls himself away, “No I must resist the temptation,” he tells himself as he feels the deep burning desire within his body. It was like the reverse of his masculine arousal, instead of the throbbing burning need just aching right here it was a deep, very deep burning tight, desire that was building up in his loins.

“No I am not turned on by that shark, I am not,” he says still not comprehending just how soft and female his voice has become since his first day here but what he does realize each time his mind comes across of Mako. Each time he says something bad about her, an image of her flashes in his mind. His body tenses, tingles, a rush goes through him as his legs spread ever so slightly.

The growling in his stomach grows even louder as he shakes his head, “No I mustn’t think about that damn sexy shark,” he yells as he looks at the water and at his shark fin. Yes he had a shark fin on his back, he had completely forgotten about it. His hands reach around to try to give a touch, they stretch and stretch and just barely run across the firm hard metal. The moment his fingers touch he shivers as a burst of pleasure rushes through his body.

“Oh god…” he grunts as he looks down to see during all of this he’s formed a nice wet clear puddle of female juices. He tenses and squeezes his sex closed as much as possible as he moves to a new spot, sitting right next to the silver platter. His hand gently bumping against it as it clatters against the ground.

“Maybe… a look, yeah a look can’t hurt,” he says as he pops the lid open to reveal another platter of Sushi. His mouth starts to salivate even more, his stomach gnaws at him as his hands start to shake. His eyes glow a soft purple as he just stares at the sushi.

“The gift of the ocean… I can’t just not have some…” he says to himself as he cracks open his chopsticks and quickly devours his meal. He leaves not a single spec of rice in the end as he licks his lips and rubs his belly.

“That was good,” he says to himself as his rubbing hands soon go farther south towards his dripping sex. He gives a soft moan as he pulls away at first but as he does he looks at his reflection and sees a full born silver blue shark with long flowing hair staring in front of him. He jumps and pulls away to see the image mirror his own movements. He looks down to see his still mostly human body.

“Just my mind playing tricks on me,” he says as he looks back up at the reflection those soft glowing purple eyes catching him. He looks at them as his hands move down to his sex and gently rubs the tender folds. The shark before him does the same as he slowly moans to himself.

“Strong calming ocean. Strong calming ocean,” his eye lids half open as he slides his fingers into his tender sex. Gently rubbing and massaging the sensitive metallic walls that give and take in a way that is much reminiscent of his new found breasts. A soft voice whispers over the ocean waves, one oddly similar to his own but more female, stronger, dominant.

“Good girl.”

Brandon lets out another moan as he slips a second finger into his body.

“Very good girl.”

“G-good girl,” he moans as he rubs his sex. Gently massaging it again and again, rubbing harder and harder as the image of the shark before him clawed at his mind, enthralled his gaze. She was so magnificent, luscious, and beautiful. Her curves, long flowing hair, purple eyes, her stripes seeming to give off a soft light, those breasts that…sex.

Brandon rubbed his whole hand across the sex massaging and rubbing the juices that flowed onto his palm back onto the sex causing his passage to become extra slick and tender. Two to three fingers slide into his body at any one time as he goes harder and harder, the pleasure, the burning lusts getting higher and higher as he moans out.

“Oh fuck… fuck, I need this… I need this,” he grunts as he continues to rub. No matter how hard he tries the pleasure was always at the cusp, at the edge, his body screaming at him for more. To go deeper, and rubbing in the back of his mind, whispering over the ocean waves came a name.

“Mako.”

“Mako!” screams Brandon as the shark appears out of nowhere once again the edge of the wall of water as she looks at the aroused semi human on the ground with a toothy smile.

“You called?” she asks.

“I… need…,” moans Brandon as his fingers slip into his sex once again, trying to find and rub any sweet spot that would send him over the edge.

“Oh you poor thing, you think you can get off like you used to? That’s not how you do it,” she says as she steps into the room. Her glowing robotic body moves to lay down next to him as her breasts press on top causing his body to moan.

“We girls don’t force pleasure out like that,” she explains as she gently takes Brandon’s hands and pulls them away from his needy sex.

“But… but… I am not a girl,” he moans softly.

“What? You aren’t? What do we have right here?” she asks as she uses her free hand to gently run her metallic claw against Brandon’s metallic sex. A long drawn out moan escapes from his lips as his sex twitches in delight at the touch of another person… the touch of another female… the touch of another shark.

“A… a… you did that to me… gave me a vagina!” he exclaims in between moans as his hips thrust forward up into the awaiting claw.

“Yes that is right, it is a vagina, your vagina.”

“Your vagina,” whispers a voice in the back of Brandon’s mind.

“And who have vaginas? A smart girl like you can figure it out I am sure.”

“Girls…” he moans before trying to say, “Not a girl.”

“That’s right again,” she says as she presses her breasts up against his own, his body shivers as the perk shark nipples rub up against the other, her glowing blue eyes look so inviting as the shark claw slides ever so slowly deeper into his body. “Come on, moan for me like a good girl.”

Brandon moans softly as his body twitches.

“That’s a good girl, now let me teach you how to bring another girl to the blissful edge end beyond of a climax,” she says as she keeps one hand in Brandon and other holds his hand and guides it over to Mako’s warm wet sex. Brandon bites his lower lip as he feels the twitching quivering sex of the shark. His eyes widening as Mako slips another claw into his sex making it three in total, causing Brandon to look into the shark’s lovely deep blue eyes. Those wonderful delicious eyes while Mako looks back into Brandon’s sensual glowing purple ones.

“Good girl, doesn’t that feel good?”

“Yes… feels good,” moans Brandon as he thrusts up into the shark’s hands as his finger tips become wet with Mako’s warm shark lubricant juices.

“Though we can like it in many ways, pleasuring yourself is never the way to bring out true bliss. It’s the touch and companionship of another that truly brings out the joy of being a woman, the joy of another woman, to share in her pleasure, to give her everything and her in kind, do you understand?” asks Mako as Brandon nods softly.

“Yes…” he hisses out.

“Good girl, this is your first time so we’ll go slow. First times are always so special, especially when you give yourself completely to the other person, it makes the pleasure that much more… powerful.”

“Powerful.”

Mako smiles as her claws slowly move and out of Brandon’s robotic sex. Brandon’s shark lips squeeze and milk at the claws as they penetrate his body, teasing and rubbing his sweet spots that he didn’t even know he hand. While he feels the guiding claw tips of Mako against his own hands as he slips his fingers into her sensitive robotic body. The slightly warm sex feels almost too cold for his human fingers, but Mako’s robotic shark fingers felt divine in him.

His breaths grow heavy, deep as Mako leans in to kiss Brandon on the lips once more. Their eyes locked into each other as each thrust of Mako’s claws into his body sent a burst of pleasure up along his spine. He didn’t even notice he was lying slightly off to the side as to not lie on his shark fin as his body rocked against her hands. His is body helpless against her as his fingers were used like a puppet to learn what pleased Mako so much. Her moans echo into his mind, her bliss causes his sex to twitch.

The kiss between the two breaks as Brandon lets out a deep gasp, stands of salvia breaking between them as Mako says, “Accept it my dear. You are a lovely girl, a good girl. Don’t deny yourself such pleasures, let it into your mind what your body already knows,” she says softly as the words echo within Brandon’s head.

“Good girl… good girl, such a good girl.”

“Good girl,” moans Brandon as the burning sensation between his legs grows hotter and hotter with each muttering of the words. Each time he wanted to say again… she wanted to say it again.

Brandon moaned louder, her voice getting higher pitched, her breasts rubbing so tightly up against the other lovely shark.

“Sharks are such lovely creatures don’t you think?” asks Mako as she gives Brandon’s robotic clitoris a soft pinch.

“Yes so lovely!” she exclaims as her toes curl and hands twitch as she continues to learn the motions how to pleasure the robotic shark in front of her.

She smiles up at Mako her human teeth appear to be more metallic shark like, sharp as the metal sheen around her crotch starts to spread. Brandon’s hips slide and grind against the hands, the brown human skin flaking off to reveal the expanding and growing smooth metal skin underneath. Her masculine hips slowly give way to widening birth giving hips, a more sensual female width that just enhances and reinforces the thoughts going into his mind.

“Good girl, love sharks. So sexy, so powerful.”

Brandon’s lust laden eyes remain enthralled with the luscious curves and smooth robotic skin of the shark on top of her. She can’t help but just ‘melt’ into her hands as she works her over so deeply, so lovingly.

Mako adjusts over Brandon as her hips continue to widen, her entire rump and half of her upper legs are now smooth metallic machine with a strange mix between human and machine, with no tail to speak of yet to truly express her new nature.

Mako’s warm sexual juices flow out of her body, over Brandon’s soft tanned delicate hands and onto her quivering sex. Mako mixes her juices with Brandon’s as she slides her claws in deeper and deeper, reaching those soft ender pleasure spots that Brandon didn’t even know she craved so deeply. Brandon lets out a soft moan in conjunction with Mako who says softly.

“That’s it just a bit more; sharing the bliss of your climax with another is what matters. We are connected we are part of the shark collective,” moans Mako as she presses her sex and their hands together. The two grind up blissfully as they finger and reach into the other’s body. Brandon arches her back pressing her breasts up against Mako’s the sensitive smooth metal mounds rub up against each other sending sparks of pleasure into Brandon’s and Mako’s bodies as they let out a scream of delight that echoes within the watery walled cell.

Warm hot juices gush out of both of the needy aroused girls as Mako continues to rub Brandon’s sex, keeping the climax going as she teaches Brandon to do the same to her. The slowly slowing down the rubs as they tapper off from their climatic edge and bring themselves down. Mako returns to her calm collected demeanor while Brandon pants lustfully, her body completely exhausted.

“That’s a good girl. You did very well for your first time,” praises Mako as Brandon smiles.

“Thank you,” she replies as Mako stands up and pulls her back onto her feet.

“Now let’s get you back to your stand and charged up. You burned a lot of energy today and you need your rest. We need you strong don’t we?” asks Mako as she guides her over to the stand in the center.

“Yes… strong, good girl,” she mutters her sex still dripping with the bliss she experienced not that long ago. Her juices coating her inner thoughts of her tanned skinned human legs. Brandon stands on the stand as four wires from the top move down and latch onto her back, each one causing her to let out a soft moan as the connection is made.

Down below though two wires move up with their phallic silver ends, one slides and locks into Brandon’s sex with a deep moan and twitch while the other slides up into tight robotic rear. The device sliding into her like it was made for her body as she lets out a soft grunt then followed by a long drawn out relieving sigh as the vision of the never changing beach starts to show in front of Brandon’s vision. The soft soothing swirls, the waves lapping against the beach. The powerful ocean, so strong majestic but now a bit more was happening. A shark, maybe would eventually appear from the waters, walking up onto the beach as they enjoy the sand, enjoying each other, their bodies glistening with the water that refract wondrous colors from the sun. The beautiful bodies, so strong, attractive, it made Brandon’s heart race just thinking about how lovely they were. How beautiful the sharks were, how they were so perfect and strong, everything that she… maybe wanted to be? They were so wonderful.

Brandon’s softly glowing purple eyes continue to stare at the images, the soft whispers that flow into her head as she stands there her mind drawing an eventual blank, time losing its meaning once again, a small haplessly happy shark toothy grin coming across her face as she simple stands and watches, and takes it all in.

Images of sharks, females, sexual acts flutter across Brandon’s mind, her vision, she blinks and the screen is gone, for how long it’s been gone? She does not know, blinks again the wires have detached, again for an unknown amount of time. Her stomach rumbles as she takes a slow deep breath as she awakens from her lucid state.

“Huh? Wha? How did I? Mako… she did it to me again… something,” she says as she looks over herself taking note of the now continuous shark like rump and upper legs. The silver smooth metal fades into her tanned brown human skin.

“I am not a shark no matter how sexy and lovely they are… I am not a shark,” she says softly with a hint of a pout in her voice. She turns to look at her reflection in the mirror, her hands reaching up to grab her smooth metal bust, lifting the breasts up before letting them drop down. “These aren’t so bad, she is nice though. But I didn’t decide this. I am my own woman and I should be able to make my own decisions,” she says to herself.

“Hello, I see someone is admiring themselves today, rest well?” asks Mako as Brandon turns to her. Her softly glowing purple eyes lock briefly with Mako’s before they go down to her supple female robotic shark body, staring at her firm tight slit for just a brief moment before snapping her attention back up at Mako.

“It is lovely, not what I asked for, not that I could ask for something so lovely, but still. I am not a shark, I am a human being and you shouldn’t just do this to me,” she remarks.

Mako’s smile fades for a moment as she says, “I am sorry you feel that way. Maybe in time you’ll come to see the things we are offering to you. These are gifts, gifts of the ocean that you have to embrace and fully feel to understand. But I am getting ahead of myself, I have your meal for today,” she says as she holds out the silver platter.

“Every time I eat something happens and I wake up more like you.”

“My like me? Well I wouldn’t say exactly like, another lovely shark? Yes, but you aren’t a clone of me, there is only one true Mako, and I don’t make clones of myself. Similar models? Perhaps, a replica? Nope,” she responds as Brandon takes a half a step back.

“But is what is happening to you really that bad? Have you not enjoyed your new body thus far?”

“Well, I…”

“Aren’t sharks lovely? Aren’t you becoming lovelier for it?”

“Actually…”

“Aren’t you just being a lovely good girl to just see where this path takes you? Aren’t you just a little bit curious?” she asks.

“A little,” whimpers Brandon.

“That’s what I thought, now eat up, can’t let your sad human bits remain hungry now, can we?” asks Mako with a smile as the platter hangs from her hands.

Brandon slowly moves up to Mako and with her soft brown human hands she takes the platter, opening it up to reveal the same meal she’s had two times prior, and like the previous times she couldn’t help but salivate and devour his meal within a matter of moments, the delicious sushi upon her tongue was divine as it satiated her hunger but bolstered her lust. Her sex twitching burning, growing as her body felt warm steadily growing hotter.

“I knew it, I knew it, it’s the sushi!” she exclaims as she falls to her hands and knees, her body feeling a surge of weakness as the heat and pressure burns in her gut and her lower legs. An insatiable itch comes across her skin as her hands tug and pull at the outer layers revealing the silver blue shark skin. As she does she hears a tap of metal against metal as she looks up to see a pair of feet. Its Mako’s feet but it’s this time at the close inspection that her feet are more like robotic high heels. Smooth sleek feat that stand on their solid toes adding a good two inches in height to the shark.

“If you knew, then why did you eat it anyway?” asks Mako as Brandon looks up at her. That towering powerful shark with her big toothy shark grin, she was just so amazing in the light. Her slick metal skin, her curves, just everything about her was so delightful that it almost distracted Brandon from the pain that is coursing through his gut and legs. She half keels over as she grips her gut, the dried out layers of human skin just crack and peel off as Mako crouches down, running her hand along Brandon’s back, removing some of the skin to reveal the glistening fresh new robotic skin below. her organics turning and transforming into wires and tubing as the transformation overtakes her lower abdomen.

Suddenly she feels as if her lower legs are about to burst which wasn’t far from the truth. Brandon looks behind her, past her back fin towards her lower legs as vents exactly like Mako’s burst from the skin, tearing through what little flesh that was not overtaken by the robotic transformation. The brown tanned skin just falls away to reveal the sleek, smooth, powerful, sensual robotic shark skin as her toes start to merge during the process.

She grits her teeth as bone is taken and transformed, the human feet molded and processed away as high heel shoes are built into her feet, she can feel the new bits of metal as if they were own, it was because it was her own. Her feet raised up to stand on her so called ‘toes’ supported by the metal which would add a good two or three inches to her overall height.

Brandon grunts out as he hears Mako give out a soft hush, “Don’t worry this phase is almost over my previous one. You are becoming so lovely,” she says as she holds Brandon’s head in place lifting it up to look at her, to look at her lovely body her dripping wet sex, her firm dark blue robotic nipples, her long flowing hair. It was so much that she couldn’t bear but to let out a soft moan.

“That’s it, that’s it, come you’ve been doing so good why don’t you eat some more raw fish,” she giggles as she brings Brandon’s head over to her robotic sex, “Go on heave a taste.”

“Have a taste,” whispers a voice in her head.

“Just one taste…” moans Brandon as her tongue reaches out, a droplet of the robotic shark’s juices lands on her tongue. The flavor explodes in delight as it tastes strangely like the sushi that she had before, that delicious fish that she couldn’t help but get more of and the moment that sweet translucent liquid hit her tongue she had to have more. She pushes her head forward and starts to lick across Mako’s delectable sex.

“Hmm, yes I thought you’d like another taste of sushi… speaking of which, I think that is what I should call you, who you should call yourself. Sushi, after all you are what you eat,” She giggles.

Brandon pulls back, “B-but my name is Brandon,” she says she attempts to go back to lick at the delectable sex but is gently but firmly stopped by Mako.

“Is it? Brandon is a male’s name. Brandon is a human name, you don’t look much of either to me, don’t you think?” she asks as Brandon hungrily attempts to lick at Mako’s sex, but his tongue is just an inch too short of every making it. “Take a good look at yourself, do you look like a Brandon to you?” she asks her words echoing in Brandon’s mind as she looks over to the water wall. There she sees her mostly robotic shark self. Her wide hips, soft curves, the silver blue metallic shine of her body, the high heeled feet, and heft breasts.

“N-no…” stammers Brandon.

“I thought not, then why don’t you drop that silly weak name. That human name and take on a something more powerful? Sexy? More like the shark you are?”

“Like… the shark I am,” she says softly.

“Then accept the name, become my delectable Sushi.”

“Sushi… Sushi…” she says as she feels the hold keeping her head away from Mako’s sex be released. Sushi dives right into Mako’s tender warm robotic vent. Each lap allows more of the wonderful tasting fluids down her throat. Each lap brought further bliss to her body and mind, each lap sealed further into her mind that her name is Sushi and not Brandon.

Sushi cared not, she felt a growing bliss, power that she could hardly deny. She was becoming a sexy wonderful shark and that is what matters but what matter most right now was devouring and suckling the shark before her. Mako has giving her so much she felt compelled to give some back.

Mako places a hand on Sushi’s head as she continues to lick; soft moans escape Mako’s lips as she pets Sushi on the head. As she does so, Sushi’s human ears start to shift and move as they start to grow outward, become triangular with each passing lick. The long shifting ears twitch as silver piercings grow in two pairs one near the bottom and one near the top as the ears form. The silver blue skin has a soft purple metallic hue along the top edge of the ear as they form. They twitch as the sounds that fill Sushi’s head grow stronger, louder; slipping into her mind, clouding any other thoughts she has about the situation as she only feels the bliss of the shark standing before her.

“That’s it, good girl, eat up, enjoy your treat, you’ve been so good you deserve it,” moans Mako as Sushi wraps her human hands around Mako’s rump. She gives that firm smooth metal ass a squeeze as she can feel with her finger tips the place where her ass ends and tail begins. That wonderful tail… but before that thought could continue in Sushi’s head she heard praise, the words ‘good girl’ echo within her mind.

Her purple eyes glow softly reflecting off of the metal skin of Mako’s body as she slides her tongue deep into her lover’s sex once again. Her tongue, her face, her chin, her breasts all steadily is coated in the slick translucent sushi flavored lubricant that made Sushi’s state buds water and overflow in bliss.

Sushi’s head is cocked upwards her nose pressing into that metallic sex as she tries to dive her tongue in deeper and deeper as she feels the strong metal sex milk and squeeze her tongue, her face but not harm her. Mako’s sex was strong yet delicate and Sushi was determined to earn a meal out of her.

Sushi felt her own sex dribble with delight, flinch with desire, and her loins burning as each moment that passed the more all of this seemed to make sense. The white ocean noise still plays in the room only at times overpowered by the sounds of hungry moans of pleasure. The warm slick juices, the slightly warm metal body, it felt so wonderful just to be in the presence of let alone touch and when Mako let out a deep moan her climax releasing a torrent of those tasty juices her face it was like being in robotic shark heaven.

Mako rubbed Sushi’s head for a bit longer before running her hand down under her chin to lift her back onto her feet, her new robotic high heeled feet. Sushi wobbled at first as she felt the newly gained height which brought her to equal height with Mako for the very first time. With each step she took with Mako holding her hand the easier it felt to move, the more blissful and elegant she felt.

“Good Girl,” the word echoes into her mind as she is taken for a walk across the room. Her hips sway delicately side to side, teasingly as she starts to gain an elegant stride. The wobbly steps that she first took, the heal toe she had to think to walk soon faded away as walking like such became natural.

“You are becoming a lovely shark,” comments Mako as she leads Sushi back over to her stand.

“Thank you, it feels like it’s an honor to have a chance to become a shark like you,” she says with a blush as she looks away, her ears twitching.

Mako moves her head back to face her, her blue eyes locking with her violent ones once again as she softly says, “You’ve earned it. It’s a reward after all for everything that you will do for us, the collective.”

“A reward… yes a reward,” she says as she stares into the eyes, the stand glowing again as the wires come down, latching onto her back, with another two new ones going down to her lower legs and connecting one to each of them sending blissful tingles through her body. The two wires coming from the floor find their homes soon enough causing Sushi to let out a soft delightful moan as Mako slowly pulls away back to the blissful sunset, the white washing noise of the ocean, the tantalizing colors of the sunset/sunrise. Sharks coming out of the ocean playing with each other, enjoying themselves, they were so wonderful. These lovely female sharks, they were so lovely so delightful.

“It’s an honor to be a shark. A privilege,” whispers the voice in the back of her head.

“It’s an honor to be a shark. A privilege,” she says softly as the hours would begin to tick by again. Time losing all meaning all purpose.

“Sharks are lovely.”

“Sharks are lovely.”

“Sharks are wonderful.”

“Sharks are wonderful.”

“Machines are lovely.”

“Machines are lovely.”

“Machines are wonderful.”

“Machines are wonderful.”

“Machine sharks are the best.”

“Machine sharks are the best.”

The phrases mixed up, slipped in and out of Sushi’s ear. Each one sinking in, trying to become a new truth to her organic mind as her heart raced in delight. Each vision of a shark, a lovely female shark before her eyes sent chills, desires, lust into her body. There were so many different kinds, the collective of sharks which she was becoming a part of. The lucid state eventually would be broken like it was before as Sushi blinked and looked around. Her ears twitch as she stepped off of the platform, her movement wobbled for a few seconds as she had to regain the memory that she now walked on robotic high heeled feet.

“I can’t believe this has happened again…” she says to herself as she looks over her form.

“I can’t believe I could be so lucky to let them have me, really me? Sushi to become a shark like them? I mean I don’t understand how I could be so lucky. It is absolutely fantastic. Falling off that boat has to be the luckiest thing that has ever happened to me!” she giggles softly as she looks around to not see anyone.

“Hello? Mako? You there?” she asks as her words echo. Her eyes look around as she sees the smooth water walls that keep her in her place. She walks over to the edge as she sees her mostly robotic shark body. All that remains of her once sad human self are her arms and a majority of her face and as she turns to look over herself her hands running across her smooth metal form, the realization that she lacks a tail hits her.

Sushi’s ears fold back as she gives off a long drawn out female robotic sigh. “Maybe today something will happen where I can earn that,” she says to herself.

“Earn what my previous Sushi?” asks Mako as Sushi turns around as her eyes widen with delight as Mako makes her way into the room that contains her room.

“My tail. I’ve just…” she says as her eyes wonder a bit.

“What is it about your tail? The fact you don’t have one yet?” she asks with a sense of concern in her voice.

“Yes, I just, being a shark is just so wonderful, so fantastic. I just can’t thank you enough to let me go through this process. I just feel more powerful, better, sexier with each passing day we do this, but I still feel so incomplete.”

“That is because you are incomplete my dear, but fear not, today is a very special day for you,” explains Mako she walks through the water barrier and into the room. Her feet tap against the metal ground with a soft click as she makes her way over to Sushi.

“Really? It is?” asks Sushi with a hint of excitement, her rump gives a soft wiggle as her eyes literally light up with a brighter purple glow.

Mako reaches out and runs her metal hands across Sushi’s mostly human face. Sushi lets out a soft shiver as she gently bites her lips as she feels the sharp shark teeth cause her to cut herself and let out just a little dribble of blood flow onto her tongue. The sweet metallic taste runs across her tongue as Mako giggles.

“Careful, sharks can smell blood in the water from miles away,” she says as she gently rubs Sushi on the back of the head as Sushi simply lets out a soft moan before replying.

“Yes I know, sharks are so strong, and awesome like that.”

“That we are and that you will be soon enough. Speaking of which today is the day you will be getting everything from the neck down completed which will be a lot of work but I am sure you are up to the task. Cause those arms hands just aren’t cutting it anymore and I do agree without something behind you, that wonderful ass of yours does look very incomplete,” she adds.

Sushi looks behind her at her bare smooth metal ass and gives it a little wiggle before looking back up at Mako, “I agree it is very lacking Mako. Just tell me what I need to do so I can become completed, more like you,” she says with a big shark toothy smile.

“That is excellent to hear, that drive and delight to become complete is exactly what I am looking for, but other tests need to be made so I need you to be a good girl and wake up,” explains Mako.

Sushi looks at her perplexed for a moment as Mako says, “Wake up, we have much more work to do on you,” says Mako as Brandon awakens in his watery cell, looking at the ocean scene he’s seen so many times before. This time though as he looks over himself he sees a naked human male before him. He takes a step forward in confusion as he feels a tug on his neck. Reaching back he feels a set of wires popping out of the nape of his neck causing a tingle of pleasure and shiver down his entire spine. He looks up to see the wires contract before looking forward once again to see Mako standing before him.

“My sweet body was almost complete. I must have it,” whispers a voice in Brandon’s mind as Mako moves and runs her robotic hands along his face.

“As our first human to join our ranks, we have to perform tests to see what works well, and what… doesn’t. The simulation on our first method is a success but I need more data on other ways to get you to become one of us,” she says as she leans in and forcefully kisses Brandon.

Brandon is taken back by the sudden advance as he tries to pull back only to find his head forced back into the kiss.

“Such a sweet kiss,” whispers a voice as Brandon thinks.

“Who is?” mentally inquires Brandon.

“I’m the future you, Sushi,” Sushi replies as Brandon feels a shiver along his spine. Mako’s hands gently rub and caress Brandon’s head as moves her hands to your ears. The warm metal runs across his ear lobe. A shiver runs through his ears as he feels them twitch, slowly Mako rubs and steadily elongates. Brandon feels the smooth metal growing and building from his ears, his ears twitch as they continue to grow till he feels the tapered tips of his new ears twitch. The warm metal ears feels heavy yet also nice..

The kiss doesn’t waver as he feels Mako’s breasts press against his chest, those warm smooth metallic breasts pressing against his bare skin as her hands playfully flick his ears before they slide down gently caressing his sides. The metal feels warm to the touch but still cause a shiver to go through his body as the kiss grows ever deeper. Her tongue slides into his mouth sending a twitch throughout his body as he hears Sushi whisper into his mind.

“Mako is always a good kisser, you should into it and really enjoy it.”

“No, this is not something I want!” mentally responds Brandon just as Mako’s hands reach for his butt and give a firm squeeze. Brandon grunts softly as his eyes widen as he looks into Mako’s soft glowing ocean blue eyes. He can’t help but look as her hands slide across his naked bottom. Her fingers soon finding purchase in his tender tight hole as they start to slide in. Brandon thrusts instinctively forward, his cock hardening before him as his rump clenches down onto the intrusive fingers.

Pre cum soon beads at the end as his member taps against Mako’s lower belly. Brandon can sense a smile in Mako’s kiss as his rear starts to feel a burn and tug. He tries to push away from the shark but her grip is too powerful, the shark’s strength too overwhelming as he’s pinned against her naked form.

The pressure pushes from within, starting at his tail bone. It burns like the burning of his anal ring as Mako stretches it with her fingers. Brandon can’t help but moan in a strange painful pleasure coursing through as a new extremity pushes forth from his body. Curiosity urges him to look as this weight behind him grows, his skin stretching as whatever this is is molded behind his body, but any time he even attempts to look his gaze is forced into the ocean blue eyes of Mako, who’s kiss never weakens, but only seems to go stronger.

Brandon’s nostrils flair blowing his hot breath over Mako’s muzzle, who pays no mind to it as his eyes try to look around to see something, then just then he catches in the reflection of the water walled prison just past Mako a reflection of what is happening behind him. Wires, hydraulics, circuitry, synthetics grow upon each other in layers. Each layer growing longer, wider, more defined than the last. That pushing sensation, that growth he is feeling is this layered robotic extension growing behind him. The mass takes upon the shape of a tail, the thick slender tail that splits at the end as a tapered fin. The tail twitches as he can feel it behind him, moving, the cool air brushing through and into his body just as the layer of synthetic rubber grows and crawls against the naked machinery. The grayish blue skin covers the newly built tail, darker grey stripes surround in a thin stripe of blue.

Mako pushes Brandon back as he feels the heft and pull of his new appendage pulling against his back. The never ending kiss seeming to gain strength as Sushi whispers into his mind, “A tail, that is much better. This body will look ship shape in no time.”

“This is my body,” Brandon thinks.

With a hearty chuckle and a sensation that could only be explained as a toothy grin, “That is what you think,” Sushi responds.

The tip of his new shark tail touches the wall of water of his prison the cold water hardly as dreadful as he first thought as he’s pushed deeper and deeper but the moment his human skin touches the icy cold water, a shiver goes through his spine as the piercing cold is driven right into him. His nostrils fair one last time taking in a deep breath of air as he is soon surrounded by the cold water. His body twitches and within moments his desire for air grows and grows. His lungs burn with the desire for the sweet air that he’s being pushed ever farther away from. Brandon’s hands wrap around Mako as he tries to push away again, to no avail as the blue glow of her eyes are soon met with a purple that seems to be emanating from below.

Brandon feels a sudden surge of cold surrounding his neck and then a filling of air as his lungs’ desires are sudden sated. The cold water burning through his body as Mako breaks the kiss, “There we go, a little bit of improvement to get you on your way. Can’t have you suffocating as we perform our other tests,” she explains with that same sweet yet dominating demeanor.

Brandon attempts to talk but only feels water flowing across his lips as he quickly closes them.

“Fear not my soon to be pretty sharkess, you’ll be able to talk in the water soon, but for now you have tasks to complete, duties to fulfill. If you want to speak them you will have to fulfil them, do you understand?” asks Mako.

Brandon tenses as he slowly adjusts to the piercing cold around his body. His shark parts on the other hand felt oddly comfortable. Brandon struggled for a moment, collecting his thoughts as he nodded to the shark before him.

“That’s a good girl,” says Mako as she runs her metallic hand along Brandon’s face.

“Yes you will make a pretty girl,” whispers Sushi into Brandon’s mind.

“I am not a girl!” thinks Brandon as he’s snapped from his thoughts by the metallic hand of Mako as she says.

“But before you start those tasks let's get you something more fitting of your role,” Mako remarks as she takes her hand and shoves Brandon back into his water prison, “Now be a good girl while I get you your uniform,” commands Mako as she walks off in her metallic high heeled feet.

“My uniform? What do you mean by that?” he asks Mako simply walks away.

_“Whatever it is, it will be good, specially for you,”_thinks Sushi. Brandon looks over himself. His new unique shark ears twitch. Brandon shivers as he moves his hands along his ears twitch, feeling the smooth metallic ears feel warm against his fingertips.

“This is so weird,” he remarks as his heavy shark tail twitches causing him to stumble back a few steps, his tail tip touches the water.

“It feels so right, in time you will be a perfect good girl,” says Sushi.

“I am not a girl!” exclaims Brandon.

“Of course you are, you just don’t realize it yet,” says Mako as she holds a silver cylindrical container in her hands as she tosses it through the water into the prison holding area. Brandon catches the cylinder as the cold metal causes him to jumble the wet canister in his hands for a moment before places it down, opening the top with a soft hiss as he pears inside and sees a mix of shiny colors of black, white and pink. He pulls the clothing out, his hands feel the rubber texture as he lays them out before him. His face beats red as he looks upon a full rubber french maid's outfit complete with stockings, long gloves, high heeled shoes but on top of that a pink rubber training bra and panties.

“Y-you can’t expect me to wear this… let alone work in it!” exclaims Brandon as he starts to cover himself in a sudden realization of self awareness.

“I not only expect you to do it, I command you to do it,” states Mako as Brandon looks up at the towering shark as she gives a robotic toothy grin down at him.

“You will look wonderful in it,” whispers Sushi as Brandon moves his hand slowly towards the clothing reaching for the training bra first.

“Really? I have to wear this?” he asks as he looks up as Mako continues her toothy grin, nodding as she starts to tap her foot on the metal ground with a soft clank, “I’m waiting, and you don’t want me to wait, do you now?” she asks in a sweet, yet domineering voice that seems to echo in Brandon’s mind.

“Yes we don’t want to keep her waiting, now do we?” asks Sushi.

“No… Ma’am,” stutters Brandon as he slips on the training bra, the smooth rubber rubs against his chest and cold hard nipples. Mako watches him for a moment and sighs.

“Seems you need a little bit of guidance in how to dress properly,” remarks Mako with a smirk as she moves behind Brandon who shivers at the shark’s warm but wet metallic touch. She reaches for the pink rubber bra, adjusting the straps, snapping them into place.

“Hey!” exclaims Brandon as he jumps as he feels Mako’s hands run across his chest and give his nipples a firm squeeze as she tweaks them between her fingertips.

“Hey… wait… no… ahh,” moans Brandon as Mako then reaches for the panties.

“Time to get these on you, don’t struggle,” commands Mako as she reaches down and wraps her metallic finger tips around Brandon’s sensitive private parts. Brandon lets out a soft moan as he feels the embrace of the shark’s hands around his body.

“Be a good girl and do what I say and don’t struggle as I put these on.”

“Y...yes Miss…” blushes Brandon.

_“Good girl,”_whispers Sushi into his mind.

“Good girl,” replies Mako as she slips the panties up along his legs, the smooth rubber rubs along his legs. Mako’s fingertips run across his sack till the tight embrace of the rubber panties entrap his masculinity under girly pink rubber.

“Now let's get your maid dress on,” says Mako with a toothy grin as Brandon squirms within her powerful yet delicate grasp.

“Please but…”

“But nothing, you will be a good girl and wear your dress like you’re supposed to.”

“Yes, be a good girl and wear the maid outfit. It will look so slimming and delightful on you,” whispers Sushi.

Brandon squirms as he just eyes the laid out suit for a moment before something else catches his attention, a thick shiny black leather like laced clothing. As Mako presses her breasts against Brandon’s back her warm metal breasts rub against him as she grabs the item. As she peels the item open it becomes apparent that this is a corset. His eyes widen as he sees this sexual feminine device and tries to move away only to feel himself pushed down by Mako’s breasts.

“I… I…” stutters Brandon.

“Will look lovely in it,” whispers Sushi as the corset rubs up against Brandon’s naked body. He shivers as the cool to the touch leather rubs against his skin. He shivers as it wraps loosely around his body. His arms forced up by the placement of the corset as he can sense the huge grin that creeps not only around Mako’s face but Sushi’s mental grin that is burning in the back of his mind. The leather lines up pressing against his body as it wraps around him. The sides of the corset already squeezes his sides.

Mako’s hands hold the corset in place for a brief moment as she grabs the strong laces and starts to move them between each of the rings. As each of the strands are slipped through the rings the corset starts to grow tighter and tighter.

Brandon gasps as he feels the leather slides across his naked brown flesh as it squeezes ever stronger with each strap of the leather string being pulled back. Suddenly Brandon feels his body being pushed forward as Mako’s knee presses against his back. “Time to make your figure far more slimming,” states Mako as she pulls hard on the leather straps. Brandon closes his eyes and gasps as he feels some of the air pushed out of his lungs as his chest is pushed back, his sides, and hips are squeezed down, till a noticeable and delectable hourglass figure was forced into shape.

Then came The rubber maid outfit, his arms held up as the rubber embraces his body. A gasp rolls out of Brandon’s mouth as the maid outfit squeezes his waist over the corset. Mako feels around the rubber outfit as her claws go down Brandon’s spine.

“You’re looking much better,” remarks Sushi as she trails her hands along the black and white rubber maid outfit. Her hands Brush against the frills as Brandon shivers as he feels his body exposed, his breath short as Mako holds out the long fingerless black gloves. “Come on, we have a few more pieces to go, hurry up,” she commands.

“Y-yes M-miss,” sutters Brandon as he slides his hand into the long gloves, the smooth rubber clinging to his lithe arms, further handing what bits of masculinity his arms contained under smooth black shiny rubber.

“Good girl, now those legs.”

“Y-yes M-miss,” replies brandon as he feels Mako’s hand reaches down and firmly gropes Brandon’s rump. Brandon moans softly as he feels the tight grip of the shark behind him.

“Lift your leg,” she says firmly.

“Y-yes M-miss,” answers Brandon as he lifts his leg, Mako leans forward her breasts against his back as she reaches forward, holding the long black rubber legging open. Brandon shivers as he slips his leg down into the legging, the rubber slides across his skin as Mako whispers into his shark ear.

“Good girl.”

Brandon moans softly as he feels the legging slide higher and higher up his leg, squeezing and molding his legs into a further girl like figure. Once the legging is fully on, there is only a few inches of skin between the end of the legging and his pink rubber panties, of which his frilly maid outfit barely covers when not moving. The process is repeated with his other leg, leaving only the black shiny leather and rubber high heel laced boots left.

Mako’s hands run across Brandon’s rubber clad legs as she lifts his foot up, “One last bit and you’re all set in your uniform and do some cleaning,” she chuckles as Brandon only squirms slightly, his cheeks beat red as he feels the tight squeeze of the latex around his body. His foot slides down into the high heeled lace boot.

Brandon feels his feet held at an angle, his toes sliding in as he’s propped up. Mako slides in front of him as he wobbles on his feet, his other foot forced into the shoe as Mako then starts to take the laces and work her way up the boot, tightening, locking his feet into place as Brandon feels his weight press down onto his toes as he wobbles.

“There we go, fit for your role as a Sharkess maid,” remarks Mako as she runs her hands along Brandon’s body.

“But I am not--” remarks Brandon as Mako gives his junk a tender yet strong squeeze through the rubber, causing a loud squeak and a soft moan to escape his lips.

“A very good girl.” Mako stands up and looks over him one more time before slipping on a rubbery black collar around Brandon’s neck. Brandon shivers at the feel of the slick rubber against his bare skin before he’s pushed back into the water. The cold water seems to pierce through his bare naked human skin, sending a shiver through him while any spot covered by the rubber or a shark feels oddly comfortable, providing a strange mix of comfort and discomfort that mingles with his body.

“It will be lovely when we are a full shark… when you are me,” whispers Sushi.

“No… I… this can’t be happening,” he thinks in reply as he looks at Mako in silence, his gills feeding him his oxygen but now a mute observer to what is happening.

“Come, we have to get you your cleaning tools,” commands Mako as she motions him to follow. Brandon takes slow struggling steps, using the water that surrounds him to keep his balance on his high heeled shoe feet. His steps tap and echo through the water, the metal against rubber heels easily heard thanks to his shark ears. He looks around eyes wide as the long metal corridor he is brought into shows his room was one of many, dozens at least. He walks by each one, the doors closed as he can only imagine what is in them as Mako guides him down to a simple utility closet with a specialized tubed vacuum cleaner.

“Silt from the oceans has gotten all over the place if you’ve noticed,” she says as she points around as Brandon now notices a thin layer of silt and sand on the ground, that is slightly disturbed when he and Mako walk.

“You will clean this hallway and each of the rooms, be a good girl and don’t speak with anyone. I want you focused on this task, do you understand?”

Brandon tries to speak but only manages to make whispy water noises, as he is painfully reminded with the salty ocean water runs across his tongue, providing a very salty taste he can’t escape.

“Yuck gross!” he thinks.

“The blissful salt of the ocean, so lovely,” replies Sushi while Brandon nods at the words as he is given the silt vacuum. The round hefy device with a bag and vaccuum tube attached need two hands to wield, one to hold the bag the other to guide the tube along.

“I shall leave you to your duties, and if you do a good job, I shall reward you,” says Mako with a wink as she runs her metallic fingers along his face before walking off. Brandon eyes Mako’s shark tail and rump as it sways side to side with each high heeled step, “Remember to clean the rooms, all of them!” she yells as Brandon nods.

“Come on be a good girl and start cleaning in that lovely little dress of yours,” whispers Sushi.

“I am not a girl and this dress is embarrassing,” Brandon replies as he can feel Sushi’s mental sharky toothy grin pressing into his mind.

Brandon gives the equivalent of a mental sigh as he holds onto his cleaning equipment and starts to vacuum the hallways, the battery powered device, funneling water and silt through the rectangular muzzle opening. Up and down the hallway, cleaning the the metal ground.

“Can’t believe I am doing this, I should just run.”

“Nonsense, you like this, love this. You enjoy being a good girl.”

“I am not a girl!” mentally exclaims Brandon.

_“So you say now be a good girl and get into that room to clean,”_urges Sushi as Brandon moves towards the door that has no discernable mechanisms to lock or open it suddenly slides open giving him free access to the room. He steps inside cautiously looking around to find a room similar to the one he found himself in earlier with the computers, lab equipment all of which had some kind of layer of silt on them, save for a select few areas that have seen more activity, but what caught Brandon’s eye albeit a tad late than he’d like to admit, a lightly clothed human male prisoner sitting in his water prison. He turns his attention towards Brandon.

“Oh no not ano--, wait you aren’t shark bitch. You’re human how did you get out…” he says standing up eagerly towards Brandon, up to the edge of the water barrier as he rushes over to him, “What the fuck? What are you?” the human asks.

Brandon instinctively rushes over to the prisoner, “Hey! Another person, so glad to see you,” Brandon tries to say but his mouth fills with water and nothing comes out. He moves closer moving his hands towards the water prison as his hands are stopped inches away from the water’s edge. He tries to push forward but it feels as if something is stopping him from pushing forward, but it does not feel like a force, but something else entirely. Brandon presses his head as close as he can to the border of the water prison cell of the other person.

“What are you? Half shark? And a dude in something like that? Get away from me!” exclaims the human as his hand moves effortlessly through the wall of the water prison and pushes Brandon back a few steps.

Brandon tumbles as his hands swing around as he barely manages to keep his balance.

“What a rude human, how dare he touch me so brashly!” thinks Sushi.

“How… why…” thinks Brandon as he continues to slowly back away from her.

“Care not about why, just get back to your job and start cleaning.” commands Sushi.

“But… but… okay,” Brandon thinks as he looks over to the human whose gaze is locked on his body. The death glare sears right not him as he feels a shiver go across his spine as he starts to clean the room.

“A fucking maid? What kind of sick twisted shark thing are you? Why are you dressed like a girl?” he grunts as Brandon moves his hands down against his skirt trying to pull it down a precious half an inch, his hands causing a squeak that echos within the water.

_“What's the matter? Afraid to show off how cute of a girl you make?”_asks Sushi.

“I am not a girl!” Brandon mentally yells back at Sushi as he starts to clean up along the upper sections of the room, his hand reaching up with the tube as he vacuums the built up silt caught in these corners.

“But you are, here let me show you with a good ol tease,” remarks Sushi as Brandon feels that toothy shark grin pressing into the back of his mind as he feels a sudden tug behind him. Looking behind him Brandon takes note of the sudden lift of his tail, revealing his pink rubber panties underneath to the human who grunts.

“This is not a peep show I wanted to see!”

Brandon tries to pull his tail down, but finds his tail only hiked a bit higher, his feet now on his tip toes as his body leans forward even more, as his rump sways side to side as he helplessly vacuums along the top of the machines.

“Yuck stop this now! Why am I even looking!” declares the human.

“What’s going on?”

“Just giving you a bit of guidance,” remarks Sushi.

“Stop this now!”

“But your rump is so cute, don’t you agree?” asks Sushi.

“Please stop this now, I have other room stop clean.”

_“Alright… but I didn’t hear you disagree,”_remarks Sushi with a soft chuckle.

“I…” Brandon blushes hard as he leaves the room as he hears the prisoner remark.

“Good get your sexy ass out of here… what did I just say?” he remarks as the door closes.

“See you make a cute girl but let's get to the next room.”

“I am not!” he remarks as he enters the next room, which is identical to the last, but this time there is a human female trapped within the water prison cell.

The female stirs as Brandon walks into the room, she sits up as she looks over at him. “My, my you are new. Not sure if it's the food or the loneliness but you are cute,” she says as she looks at Brandon with a smile.

A hot blush comes across Brandon’s face as he sees the half naked female sitting in her cell, “What a cute girl, but not as cute as you will be… or I should say as I will be,” Sushi remarks with a mental toothy shark grin.

“I-I am not a girl… I have no choice but to wear this,” replies Brandon as he starts to clean.

“Not much of a talker? That’s fine, guess it's hard to talk in that water, it's nice to have some different eye candy. Not sure what you crazy shark people have going on, but it sadly beats what I was doing before,” she comments as she watches Brandon clean. The vacuum slides up and down the silver metal ground, the soft silt swirls in the water as it's sucked through.

Brandon eyes back at the soft brown skinned girl as her hazel eyes seem transfixed onto his body. His cheeks beat red, burn with warmth against the cold water as he feels his hand suddenly loosen around his bag as it slowly falls to the ground with a soft thud.

“Crap how did I drop the bag,” he thinks as he reaches down to get it, his tail suddenly hikes higher up in the air. The rubber squeaks softly as it moves across his petite rump.

_“No, no stop that!”_thinks Brandon as Sushi grins as his tail and rump sways side to side, his body locked in a bending position as he suddenly feels a warm grasp of hands against his body. Brandon gasps as the hands squeeze his panty covered rump. His head turns and sees the girl squeezing his ass. His rump presses up against her, his tail underside rubs along her soft supple breasts for a few brief moments before she pushes herself away and back to her cell as she takes a few deep breaths. She flicks her dripping wet hair off to the side so she can see again as she remarks.

“So worth it,” she giggles as Brandon regains some control over his body picking up the bag as he takes a few steps back, “So cute to see one so… shy, fantastic. But from the look on your face and how you acted, you loved it didn’t you?”

“I… I…” thinks Brandon as he turns his head away.

“You loved it almost as much as I did,” Sushi chimes in.

“N-no…” replies Brandon as he goes back to his cleaning and after a few moments, “M-maybe a little.”

“Good girl.”

“I do like the quiet shy ones,” remarks the female as Brandon continues to clean reaching up to get to the high points, Sushi taking over subtle moments to hike his tail, to show off his pink panties underneath, how ‘girly’ his figure was. The process repeating itself time and time again with other prisoners none as forward as the first female and none as vocally aggressive as the first guy, but each one had their eyes locked onto his body, locked onto his form, locked onto his rubber maid uniform.

Eventually he makes his way back to his own cell and starts to clean the silt that has accumulated in there. He wasn’t sure how much time has passed but his vacuum is full and his body tired.

“Well done, well done,” compliments Mako as Brandon turns to face towards the direction of her voice as he sees her standing in the doorway with that same wonderful shark grin.

“Thank you,” Brandon attempts to say before water fills his mouth.

“Such a cute girl, forgetting you can’t speak under water yet, but fear not I am here to reward you for a good day’s work,” she states as Brandon just manages to drop his vacuum before Sushi pushes him onto the ground, his metallic shark bits clank against the metal, his rubber clothing squeaks as he feels the rush of water around him.

_“I am not… a…”_thinks Brandon as he looks up at Mako, her smooth metallic body pressing down on him as she pins him underneath her legs.

“Cute girl,” Sushi chimes in as Brandon ‘gasps’ as he looks up at Mako, her naked high heeled metallic female shark body pressing down on him as her hands run across his rubber clad chest, slowly going down his form. Her fingertips trail along his forced feminine curves as she reaches down and gives a firm hard grope underneath his black frilly dress. Her fingers run across and slide into Brandon’s rear while her thumb presses and rubs along his length, causing a soft moan to escape his lips as he feels his steadily hardening length press against the rubber panties which are made ever tighter by the protruding fingers that are sliding into his rump.

“A good girl like you needs a good reward,” says Mako as she slides down Brandon’s body, “But first we’ll need to improve your interfacing tool so you can become more like the shark you are meant to be.” Brandon eyes those sharp teeth as Mako smiles, his cock twitching more so as its teashed through the rubber before the rubber panties are pulled down just enough to allow his member to spring fear, pop tending his rubber maid outfit. The smooth rubber rubs against his cock head as his cock is embraced by the cold ocean surrounding him. His toes tense in his high heeled boots, his hands run across the smooth metal ground as his back arches as the sensations hit his body.

“Such an eager girl.”

“You are such a slutty girl, just admit it,” states Sushi.

“N-no, I am not a… oh god,” thinks Brandon as Mako’s tongue slips out and coils around his length. The warm tongue sharply contrasts the cold water. Warm delight, piercing cold, warm delight piercing cold, the sensations truly forces Brandon to focus completely on what Mako is doing. Her mouth slides around his sensitive flesh, her sharp teeth gently brush along the length reminding him just how precarious his position is, while her tongue coils like an anaconda around his throbbing length. The warmth of her mouth surrounds his sensitive essence as each slurp, suckle, and swish of hot mouth and cold water flowing around his length only enhances the pleasure he feels. Each blissful moment that paces his cock twitches, throbs, stiffens even harder as a silver sheen starts to take over the brown hint of his human skin.

“W-what is… oh god,” Brandon thinks as he can see his human length changing, transforming before his very eyes. The cock head feels even more sensitive as it tapers off, a metallic sheen steadily wrapping around his length as it steadily moves downwards in a rolling bliss of metal overcoming flesh. It spreads like a hot climatic fire just without any true climax. Brandon feels the border between the robotic shark cock and his organic cock as the transformation line moves steadily downwards. Eventually enveloping his entire length down to the base. The fire building up as it moves down to his needy ballsac. The hot transformation of flesh into metal makes his need and desire to release grow ever stronger. His hips bucking upwards into Mako’s mouth as she places a hand on his rubber clad belly to press him down, overpowering Brandon’s instincts to fuck her mouth with one smooth motion.

Mako’s ocean blue eyes glow as she eyes Brandon, looking into his brown eyes as she dives her mouth completely around his length one last time as the transformation wraps around his balls forming a pair of smooth segmented metallic nanite cum factories that are just bursting at the seems to release their delightful load.

Mako slowly pulls her head back her tongue licking along the underside of his new robotic shark length, her tongue flicking at the end which sends a shiver up through Brandon’s spine. A deep water filled moan escapes from his lips as beads of pre cum are flicked from his cock tip and slowly dissipate as it mixes with the surrounding water. Like before with his shark ears and tail, his cock no longer finds the cold water as a painful prick but a delightful cool sensation. It is still indeed cold but this level of cold is now rather comfortable for his still eager length, unlike the rest of his body as his nipples are hard and barely poking through his rubber attire.

“It's not bad, but what you will have will be so much better,” remarks Sushi.

“I don’t want any of this!” Brandon thinks.

“There that’s better, I think now we can make that real good connection to get you on your way to your new better life,” states Mako as she slowly crawls herself up, her sex runs across Brandon’s shark length as his member twitches as the sensation of the warm female sex rubbing along its metallic underside. Another spurt of milky white pre cum leaks from his length and with a soft thrust of Mako’s hips it is flung forward towards Brandon’s face. The bead of pre spins in the water slowly dissolves into the water moments before it would hit his face.

“You are such an eager girl, I like that. Embrace yourself, become the Sushi I know you are meant to be,” says as her sex grips at the underside of his cock, the warmth of her vent causes another moan to escape Brandon’s lips as Mako slowly moves up her hips, pressing the tip of Brandon’s cock against her sex length. Brandon helplessly watches as he eyes Mako, towering over him, holding him still while she has her sex squeeze and slowly slide upwards for the half an inch before she slides back down just holding and teasing his cock head again and again, leaving the rest of his length untouched.

“Who’s my good girl that wants her Builder’s sex?” asks Mako as she smiles down at him.

Brandon bites his lower lip as he tenses up, his eyes dart between Mako’s face which is partially covered by her metallic mounds, her hair floats in the water as those blue eyes catch his gaze for a brief moment, causing him to look down her body towards his new metallic length that is just screaming to thrust into that hot vent that is holding his cock head hostage within those tight metallic lips.

“I… I… but…” thinks Brandon.

“Be a good girl Brandon and nod,” commands Sushi as slowly Brandon nods at Mako and with that Mako slams herself down onto his awaiting length, the entire warmth of her body surrounds his length as he arches his back in pure bliss, his back fin for the moment sliding free as he does so.

_“Back fin? I have a back fin? I don’t recall… or do I?”_thinks Brandon for a brief moment before the tight squeeze of Mako’s sex tightens even more around his sensitive robotic ‘flesh’. His body tenses as a wave of pleasure breaks through his firm, the epicenter at his crotch. Each thrust down is like a slamming of a hammer that sends these shockwaves of bliss throughout his form.

Waves crash against his body like waves against the rocky shoreline. A pressure builds within Brandon’s body as Sushi whispers into his mind, “Yes that’s it, let it build, let that bliss build let her energy flow through us.”

A water filled moan escapes From Brandon’s lips his hands drag across the cold metal ground as he hits his climax. His hot sticky seed flows right up into her, a drawing of energy centered around his crotch flows up into Mako as she moans softly. Her body seeming to almost glow, her blue markings growing brighter as she takes in his essence.

“Now that we’ve started what should I…” says Mako as she runs her hands along Brandon’s chest causing soft squeaks in the water, “Yes these should be done first,” Mako’s fingers reach and rub along Brandon’s perk nipples. Blissful energy flows in from Mako’s hands and into Brandon’s chest. He grunts loudly as a pressure builds within his chest. The rubber maid outfit feels itself become ever tighter as Mako runs her fingers over the nipples over and over again. Her fingers tug and pinch as slowly his chest starts to swell. Brandon’s slowly growing breasts steadily fills Mako’s hands as she gives them a firm squeeze, the rubber squeaks against her metallic flesh and the rubber. The pleasure rolls from the nipple outwards as the breast continue to expand and grow. The rubber maid outfit stretches and expands to fit, keeping that tight embrace around his body.

Brandon’s eyes widen as he watches his chest grow before his very eyes. The perk mounds smoothing and filling out the chest of the rubber as the full hefty perk robotic breasts form underneath. the black and white rubber skirt.

Each gill filled water breath Brandon saw his breasts just emerge from the nothingness. Pleasure rushes through his body as he slams up into Mako’s body as Sushi whispers, “Finally she’s giving me something I can be proud off.”

“It's not yours…” mentally grunts Brandon.

“For now,” she replies.

“That is much better now I can do this,” comments Mako as she leans forward her breasts pressing up against Brandon’s own as she runs her hands down along his side, “Why don’t you be a good girl and just take all of this as I bring you closer to perfection,” remarks Mako as her ocean blue eyes give off a soft glow, drawing in Brandon’s gaze as he tries to reply.

“But I am not… a … gggiiii…….rrrr….lll,” he tries to say into the ocean flows into his mouth again, muting him completely as Mako tops his body. A pleasuring warmth runs through his sides along Mako’s fingertips. Brandon feels his skin tense, the metal skin spreads along his side. Brandon’s squeezed curved form via the corset starts to become as as curved as the corset he is wearing.

Brandon can only feel the shifting of his flesh underneath the suit. He pulls his arms up against his side as he feels synthetic wires run across his fingertips, his soft skin steadily hardening along with the curved shape. The rubber squeaks against his fingertips, as he can feel the forming segments of robotic skin taking shape. The transformation working its way inwards as each gill filled breath of oxygen. Wires, tubing, strong synthetic muscle overtaking his feeble organic muscles. The coldness of the ocean that has by now filled the maid outfit steadily fades as the energy dives deeper and deeper into his body. His body tenses as the curves take greater shape. The energy flows deeper and deeper into his form. His belly tenses, as a soft barely noticeable bulge completely disappears as it segments, becoming a refined smooth metallic female pack six pack. The energy grows hotter, brighter, internal organs twist and churn within his body, as brandon’s intestinal tract is overtaken, converted, transformed.

Brandon runs his rubber gloves against the ground, his back arches once again as he feels the organs shift and transform, becoming efficient. The energy pulses up and down through his lower belly. Like waves bouncing back and forth from his neck down to his crotch. Mako’s thrusts bounce the energy back over and over. His organic lungs are filled with energy, over and over seeping into his body. He closes his eyes for the moment as he feels as if the ‘air’ in his lungs are taken right out as robotic energies flowed deep into them. His body starting to no longer need air in the way his organic form would, his lungs are filled with growing and growing energy, which spreads throughout his chest, connecting with his breasts, the rubber maid outfit squeaks under his form.

The beating of his heart slows… stopping as the energy hits it. Brandon’s body tenses up, the sensation of having no heart beat hits him. His mind races with fear, instinct causing him to widen his eyes and look up at Mako who simply smiles and moves her hand over to his breasts and give them a firm squeeze through the maid outfit. Her hands glow as they squeeze upon his breasts, ending more energy through the rubber clad mounds with blue sparkling light energy and into his chest, as his heart and the surrounding area is turned into a pulsating energy core that fills Brandon’s chest with a warmth of energy that starts to connect and spread throughout the robotic portions of his body, snaking around through his circulatory system as they are turned from the highway of blood to the highway of energy, wires and plasma energy.

“Such a good girl, those curves are so lovely on you, and it will only get better,” whispers Sushi as the transformation energy spreads further and deeper into his body. The sensation of his flesh transforming into metal, hydraulics, synthetic material dives deeper into his form.. His new breasts press against Mako’s, the sensation of the thin rubber that is between them drives the pleasure even higher as the squeak of metal against rubber echoes through the water as Brandon’s needy shark shaft explodes with further lust and desire. His tail twitches and rubs against Mako’s.

“Such a lovely girl, and you’re only getting lovelier.”

“No Sushi… no… I…” Brandon thinks as his mind is cut off by another explosive release between his legs. His toes curl in the high heeled boots as the pleasure hits him. His legs tense, his body takes a deep gill breath as he arches back. His essence sucked right out of him and into the glowing blue synthetic Mako shark that is on top of him. His feet tense more and more feeling so tight, so warm as his feet change, the rubber around his boot feels different… good. It's hard for his mind to describe as his legs shoot up with warmth leading back to his crotch. The energy flows deeper and deeper into his body as he mates up against the shark in front of him.

It’s hard for him to describe as his feet tingle, the wiggling of his toes slowly lessen with each pulse of energy. The pleasure soars through his body as Mako slams down onto his needy member. His toes curl, tingle, as they grow tighter and tighter. Soon there is a sensation of solid pleasure, no wiggling of toes, just solid foot that gently clanks against the ground in his high heeled rubber boot.

Tap, tap, tap went Brandon’s rubber feet as they squeaked against the metal, his legs wiggling as the robotization energies focused in his feet and crotch move up and down his legs respectively.

The rolling energy and pleasure squeezes along Brandon’s male human legs. His soft skin rolls like an ocean to have the smooth segmented metallic shark skin take over and root within his body. His legs thin, and squeeze downwards, as his muscles become synthetic, blood vessels connect to the plasma energy flow of his torso, spreading even more warmth and pleasure through his body. His legs twitch and raise slightly before Mako’s legs and thrust downwards on his body force his legs to spread out till his feminine robotic curves of his legs meet up with his hourglass figure of his upper body. Leaving just his arms and head left to be taken by Mako’s transformative energy.

His hips seem to move on their own as they meet up against Mako, “That’s it, enjoy yourself, this change is a wonderful thing. You are becoming closer to wonderful perfection and as your builder I am happy to see you starting to truly enough yourself,” says Mako with big toothy grin. She leans in and licks along Brandon’s shark ear which twitches in the water. Brandon’s body feels warm, delightful as the energy spreads upwards through his body. He grunts deeply as he hears Mako whisper into his ear.

“Soon you shall be my perfect Sushi.”

“I am not Sushi,” Brandon tries to say but the water fills his lips as Mako reaches up and squeezes his metallic breasts again between her hands, rubbing her thumbs over the hard nipples as the rubber squeaks in the water.

“You will be soon,” whispers Sushi into Brandon’s mind as Brandon reaches up to grab Mako’s arms.

“Oh a little bit of fight? How nice,” replies Mako as she feels Brandon’s rubber gloved fingers up along her arms. As Brandon grabs her shark’s arms, the warmth and pleasure from Mako’s body moves through the rubber and right into Brandon’s rubber clad maid uniform dressed arms and hands.

Brandon’s fingers seem to grip Mako’s arms even tighter as the energy enters them. They slowly elongate slightly, the fingernails grow and turn into a metal shark claws, as Brandon can see under the rubber the arms slimming out but growing stronger at the same time. The same rolling transformation of his arms continue and pulse as wires spread within his arm’s innards. Bones turn to metal super structure to help support and strengthen the new shape of his arms. The long delicate fingers are noticeable even to him through the gloves. His entire body now save for his head has been overtaken by the transformation. The tense smooth metal skin rubs against the rubber with a gleeful pleasure, increasing his arousal, his body’s bliss as his mind tries to scream against the changes coursing through his form.

Brandon tenses as he turns his head wanting to say something but his gaze catches Mako’s softly glowing eyes. Drawn towards the glowing blue light like a fish lost in the darkness towards the glow of an Angler fish. “That’s it.. relax and enjoy yourself my lovely new girl.”

Brandon seems to mouth the words not visibly minding the sea water that flows in before Mako moves in to give him a deep warm kiss. Her shark tongue plushes into Brandon’s mouth as his eyes never break from her gaze. The two tongues wrap against each other as Brandon tastes the sweet metallic warm taste of Mako’s tongue in his mouth. Her nanite salvia flows into hungry mouth as his enamel white teeth tingle as the nanites seep into his gums, into his jaw as those ‘soft’ molars start to elongate, sharpen, as a row of sharp shark teeth start to take root and overtaken, transform, mold his humanoid teeth away.

The kiss grows deeper, Mako’s eyes glow brighter as Brandon’s eyes are locked into the lovely glaze, his ears twitch as his brown skin steadily starts to turn into a silver blue starting with his puffing lips and slowly moving outwards from the source of the blissful change.

Brandon’s nostrils flare in the water as the sweet scent of Mako’s metallic body starts to hit his senses for the first time. His human olfactories are steadily transformed to function in the water. The nose steadily melts into his face as his snout ovals outwards at a slow steady pace with each pulse of his power core.

Brandon’s lips quiver as the energy flows into him, his tongue fattening out, elongating, turning into segmented pieces of silver metal that rub and intertwine around Mako’s similar tongue. Her delectable tongue tastes sweeter, better, than Brandon thought before as face continues to elongate, and gain a more shark like width and length. Mako’s head steadily tilts, as her muzzle and Brandon’s new muzzle must adjust to each other. Their metallic lips rub and grind against each other as the kiss grows even deeper, as now there is twice as much lip to lip action than there was just moments ago.

Brandon’s nostrils now flair as his former human nose is completely gone. The delightful scent of Mako rushes over him, causing his cock to twitch, ache and cum hard into his shark Maker.

Everything was feeling so good, so right. The last vestiges of his human flesh, his brown skin were overtaken by the transformation. Wires and energy flows into his mind, into his brain as his soft squishy material is turned into hardware and software. His mind turned into 1’s and 0’s. Everything about him turned and transformed into a robotic counterpart of his organic left. Memory cores, processing cores, wires, plasma energy flowing and warming up into Brandon’s mind as Sushi’s presence felt ever more real and part of Brandon as the last bits of his face were turned into the Sushi shark that he experienced in his hypnotic trance. His hair slowly grows outwards, darkening turning into a blue green color that floats in the now seemingly ‘warm’ ocean waters.

Eventually the kiss is broken, and Mako pulls up from Brandon’s well spent cock. Her sex squeezes not letting a single drop of his essence leak out as the last bits left on his member quickly washed away in the soothing ocean that surrounds him. Brandon looks down at his slowly softening cock, past his newly formed breasts as Mako runs her hands along his sensitive member, as it slowly softens. Mako pulls up his pink panties containing his cock once again underneath before she stands up and pulls Brandon onto his feet.

“You’re a full shark now, but you aren’t done, there are some changes left to do but that is for later, you should get some rest now.”

“Okay…” responds Brandon as his eyes light up, “I… I can talk!”

“Of course you can, sharks can talk under water, but let's do something about that voice of yours…”

“M-my voice?” stutters Brandon as Mako leans in and rubs his robotic neck. With each rub a spark of energy flows between her hands and her neck. With it Brandon feels a tense within his throat, it isn’t bad, it’s not choking him, but it's a feeling of something being drawn inwards.

“What are… you…” Brandon stumbles to say as his voice steadily gets higher and higher, more feminine, “Are you changing… my voice?” he manages to ask as his voice becomes a soft elegant yet firm tone.

“There we go, now let's get you into your charge pod.”

“My charge pod?” Brandon inquires.

“Yes your charge pod. You don’t need to eat or sleep but you do need to charge,” explains Mako as she goes over a to a silver blue oval shaped pod that is on the opposite side of the room. Brandon helplessly but curiously follows Mako to this pod as she runs her fingers across the front, silver lights turn on along the connections within the pod as it opens up with a soft watery hiss.

Brandon takes a step back as the pod reveals a soft red rubbery inside with wires and an outline of his shark body ready to slide right up into the pod. “Turn around and back up, your tail fits that tail port there,” explains Mako as Brandon nods, listening to her words which seem to now echo and resonate with his mind.

“Y-yes, I shall just turn around and back up into the pod,” replies Brandon as he turns around and does so. The smooth red rubber rubs against his shark tail, as his back fin fits into the pod like a coin into a slot machine. His legs and and arms slide into their respective alcoves. Brandon looks dazed eyed at Mako who gives him a sharp toothy grin as the pod hisses and slides back around his body.

The maid suit squeaks against the encasing rubber as his limbs are held tightly against the expanding rubber. His vision blocked by red rubber and only a small window to the outside world which provides nothing of note. His body twitches with an echoing squeak within the tight confines as the pod holds him rather still. A thick black rubber tubular wire comes from the back of the pod and moves through his aquamarine hair and connects with a soft spark of light to the back of his neck.

A wave of energy tingles up and down Brandon’s spine as the energy connection is made and power steadily starts to trickle into his body. The tingling haze of energy warms his body as wire tentacles with light purple lights scan over his body. “Error, incorrect visual sensors” states the pod as Brandon helpless stands there as his eyes look at the tentacles as they drop down, scanning their bright purple light into his eyes making him wince at first but as the lights pulsate and flicker Brandon finds himself drawn into them.

“Open your eyes wide,” states the pod.

“Open my eyes wide,” he replies as two wires come down each holding a thin fiber optic glass lense. If Brandon could look away he would see the moving of circuitry, focal points and synthetic purple colored irises. The tentacles move and slip the lenses over Brandon’s eyes merging with them within seconds as Brandon blinks a few times as he adjusts to the change. His vision gaining an extra layer of clarity and robotic information he lacked before on a visual HUD including his battery power and approximately how long till he’s fully charged.

The robotic shemale shark was helpless as he stared at the blinking lights, energy and programming seeping into his mind as he just watched everything. Sushi watching from Brandon’s mind like a back seat driver, could only give a bit toothy grin as she saw everything that was happening to him. The lovely maid programming seeping into his mind, tickling and altering a few 1’s and 0’s of his programming here and there, setting him up slowly for the big show that was quickly approaching…

It’s been a week since that first day and Brandon was feeling good about himself. Making good time and progress it was time to clean the female prisoner’s cell. He walked in hips swaying, pink panties visible every so often as the water wished by his body. His very supple, well endowed feminine body.

The female human smiles at the sight, “My, my, aren’t you a sight for sore eyes. It's been three days since I last saw you and you are as sexy as ever,” she says as Brandon blushes.

“Please… don’t… I am just doing my job,” Brandon tries to play it off as he starts to work, tail hiked, showing off his goods. No longer resisting the draw of being such a ‘girly’ shark. It isn’t long till he feels the tight grip of the girl’s hands on his butt. Brandon shivers as he turns around, his pink panties pop enting as he’s suddenly and forcefully kissed by the human.

Brandon moans softly as he feeds her air to breath with the kiss as she pulls down his panties with a bit of force and rubs her hot needy sex against his shark length. Brandon felt so helpless against the domineering female who pins him up against some unused equipment.

She breaks the kiss every so often to get a better look at Brandon as her breasts press up against his own rubber clad mounds. The female human moans as she slides his cock into her own body, taking full charge of the situation as she kisses him only when she wants and needs another breath of air as she shivers in the icy cold water. She wraps her arms around him as she rides for her own pleasure, her own amusement.

“Such a weak person you are Brandon, taken in by this human so easily…” chuckles Sushi as Brandon simply moans as his cock soon spasms and climaxes into the girl’s needy sex. The female rides and pounds against the cock for a bit longer as she throws her head back and lets out a water moan as she climaxes around Brandon’s cock. her sex squeezing his length hard as she rides out for the pleasure, making one more kiss for a breath of air before she pushes off of him as she rockets back to her cell.

“Hmm that was good, being pent up in here in so many ways, really drives one nuts, thanks,” she says with a wink as she pants heavily, her body exhausted from the endeavour as she’s rubbing herself, her breasts bouncing as she tries to warm herself up.

“N-no p-problem,” he replies with a blush, his purple glowing eyes look down as he goes back to cleaning. Sometime later he heads out and sees Mako standing nearby with a big smile on her face. “You’ve been a good girl Sushi,” she says.

“M-my name is Brandon,” he stutters.

“Well…” replies Mako as she runs her robotic hand along Brandon’s chest, the maid outfit squeaks at the touch, “Time to change that,” she replies as she motions for him to follow her with a soft blue glowing flicker of her eyes.

Brandon’s eyes mimic the glow as he starts to follow, heading down the hallway Mako suddenly stops and turns to him, “Before we do… how about we see just how ready you are Sushi,” Mako says with an even bigger smile.

“With pleasure,” states Sushi as Brandon’s eyes widen a bit as he feels the trance he was under ‘break’ but the control over his body not return as he is forced to walk into the room he was in earlier.

“What? Your sexy ass is back? I told you to go away,” grumps the human male as the purple glow from Brandon’s eyes glow ever brighter as he slowly and sensually steps towards the prisoner.

“Why are you looking at me like that… go away,” he states as Brandon breaks through the water wall, beads of water drip down his rubber maid outfit and onto the ground as the male backs up into the corner, his eyes catching the pulsating purple glow.

“What are you doing? Stop,” stutters the male as Brandon continues to stare him down.

“But you don’t want me to stop… seeing me makes you so horny.”

“B-but… I don’t want you to stop…. seeing you makes me so horny,” he moans softly as his flaccid cock starts to gradually stiffen with each thump of his heart beat.

Brandon watches helplessly as his rubber maid gloved hands move up and pat the human on the end, “Good girl,” says Sushi as she pushes the human male down to the ground, “Just lay there and be a good girl,” she commands.

“I’ll… be a good girl and lay here,” he responds as the human lays down on the ground his cock up in the air as Sushi lowers Brandon’s panties just enough to reveal his pert tail hole ready for the human’s eager cock.

Brandon mentally wiggles, “No, no,” as Sushi grasps the human’s cock, lining his member up to his tight robotic rump.

“Oh yes,” replies Sushi as she slides down onto the human’s cock. Her own robotic cock twitches as she starts to ride him. The human male moans as his hips back up into her as Sushi starts to go up and down on his length. Still on her feet she shows great flexibility on those high heeled boot shoes while she uses one hand to pin the human down to the ground and the other to rub her metallic member.

Brandon’s breasts bounce with a squeak with each rise and fall of his body on the human. He can feel that throbbing flesh penetrate into his rump again and again, sending pleasure coursing through his body as pre cum dribbles from his length which is happily squeezed out thanks to Sushi and drips down onto the entranced male.

Again and again with loud squeaks with each thrust Sushi commands the male to thrust up into her. She thrusting herself down as she rubs her member harder… faster, squeezing out the building pre cum and letting the nanite filled slick liquid to slide down her length, her fingers and onto the male’s belly.

The human’s eyes glow purple as his gaze is locked onto Brandon’s eyes. Sushi chuckles and moans as she continues to use the male till she can no longer holder back her climax spewing her hot sticky shark essence all over the human male’s chest and face. The prisoner moans deeply as he cums his little bit of seed into Brandon’s tight rump, as his face is now completely covered in gooey shark seed.

“That’s better,” states Sushi as she stands pup and pulls up her panties as her cock goes flaccid again, “Be a good cum bucket human and love that shark seed of mine,” commands Sushi.

“Good cum bucket… love shark seed,” states the human as he starts to lick and eat up the seed as Sushi heads out of the room with Mako waiting.

“I think you are ready.”

“Wait.. what? What happened?” states Brandon as he feels his body coming under his control again.

“Nothing just a little hick up as you lost control over yourself,” says Mako as her eyes glow and flicker, “Now just follow me and we’ll get that fixed right away Sushi.”

“I… but… yes, follow you,” replies Brandon as he walks in toe with Mako to a new room. This one with a pedestal in the center of hte room with thick black rubber tentacle like wires hanging just overhead.

“Please Sushi stand on the pedestal and we’ll begin your final stage of your conversion.

“Yes Maker Mako,” replies Brandon as he walks up to the pedestal and turns around. A white light lights up the moment he does so as the rubber tentacles start to move down and slide across his body, first securing his ankles, wrists, and hip to where he stands. The rubber squeaking against his maid outfit as smaller tendrils sprout from the tentacles and start to ‘suck’ the rubber maid outfit right off of Brandon’s body.

Slowly the robotic female shark body starts to come to light, Brandon squirming only slightly as the rubber is removed. The pink panties melting away to reveal the steadily hardening shark cock as one tentacle moves down and makes its way into his tight rear.

Brandon moans softly as it slides into his rump as each inch that it slides in feels better than the last, his cock soon at full erectness as his perked shark breasts are now revealed. One rubber tentacle slides down between the breasts, rubbing, squeezing them as smaller tendrils spring forth and wrap around the breasts like a fishnet, centering along your nipples which poke through rather visibly.

“I… oh… feels so goo-” suddenly Brandon finds a rubber tentacle sliding into his muzzle, and down his throat. He instinctively suckles on the protrusion as his eyes catch Mako starting to make her way up towards the pedestal, while yet another tentacle comes down and rubs its tip down against Brandon’s cock.

He grunts and thrusts forward as he feels his eager length being teased as the tentacle presses down and starts to roll over the length, taking it in like a warm wet mouth as it slides all the way down to the very base of his member, and continues to push down causing Brandon to pant and suckle on the tentacle in his mouth.

“Come Sushi, time to fix the error in your programing,” states Mako as she reaches back of her neck and pulls out a long black cable. She holds it halfway to Brandon as she reaches with her other free hand and with ease grabs Brandon’s back neck cable, pulling it out and moving it towards her own cable which soon meet up with a quick bright sparks of light of blue and purple.

Brandon tenses as his eyes start to give a soft purple glow as he squirms, his eyes manage to see his neck cable and Mako’s neck cable connect, “Where did that come from…” he thinks as Sushi replies with a hearty chuckle,

“Where do you think it came from?”

A surge of pleasure from the connection ripples through his body, his rock hard robotic shark shaft completely engulfed by the cable that is ever pushing down on his length, which aches and throbs with each pulse of energy.

Suddenly a purple bar appears in Brandon’s vision. Below it is the text, “uploading data... “ on the bar itself has a percentage bar 0%...2%....5%” as it slowly fills up,

Brandon tries to call out to say something, to ask what this is but when he does he finds his body unresponsive, stiff, and then he notices, “Motor controls deactivated during the upgrade process.”

“Upgrade? What upgrade?” Brandon thinks.

“What do you think? You upgrading to me,” remarks Sushi. 20% uploaded…

“But I don’t want to be you… ohhhh ahhh,” thinks Brandon as the upload bar continues but what was giving him his sudden sense of bliss, that is breaking even his thought process was down below.

The robotic tentacle around his shark cock, squeezed and suckled, countless of robotic wires latch onto his length and send shocks of pleasure into him as the end of the tentacle presses against the base of his cock, the end opening up more to release countless robotic tendrils that slide and rub along his balls, steadily drawing them into the tentacle that wraps and suckles along the whole length.

Brandon would moan, squirm wiggle, anything if he could, but it was as if his entire body was held in perfect bondage of which he couldn’t move a single inch of his form. As the upload bar continues across his vision, the tentacle on his sensitive male bit squeezed harder, tighter, the warmth burning even brighter, hotter as the tentacle now starts to push into his body. The pleasure areas of his length grow more and more condensed, intense, the entry point of the tentacle sends a blissful explosion through his form his female shark vaginal robotic lips start to form. The rubbing of the robotic tentacle agaisnt the opening as it dives in causes Brandon to moan out mentally.

_“This will be a much better fit than that silly cock,”_comments Sushi as the shark cock is pushed deeper into Brandon’s body. The shark length shrinking down portionally to the depth the tentacle dives into his body. Brandon can feel the length going in deeper and deeper, condensing and spreading the blissful pleasure and sensitive robotic synthetic flesh.

The entire pleasure of Brandon’s cock is now located in the newly formed clitorous of her sex. Also she feels the new warm vent squeezing down onto the tentacle diving in so deep, so delightful into her body, causing another crashing wave of bliss to smash into her body as now two waves of delight smash into the other in wondrous delight.

99%.... 100%... Appears on Brandon’s HUD, as she then sees, “Uploading complete. Initializing and installing new programming…0%....1%”

As the percentage bar slowly fills Brandon’s vision turns dark for a moment then returns but now he finds himself as his human self his feet locked to a rubbery conveyor belt as massive line of machinery beside and overhead go down this path. Wires and robotic hands hang everywhere as he looks around.

“What?” he manages to say, his mind confused as he doesn’t even register that no matter where he looks that initialization bar is still there.. and slowly ticking away. 2%

The belt starts to move forward but Brandon does not struggle, his body is totally immobile, his limbs spread apart, as his eyes dart around, “Please stop.”

“You will be a wonderful cute obedient girl to us,” says Mako’s voice which echoes in his mind.

“I am not…”

“A girl,” replies Sushi as what appears to be a metal codpiece moves up and slides around Brandon’s crotch. It only takes a few moments as the metal is placed and wrapped around his waist and crotch that the sensation of his cock melts away into that of a tight robotic sex.

Brandon moans as he says, “Yes… a girl,” she shivers moving forward, 10%.

Moving forward the robotic hands hold out more robotic shark pieces. Brandon can see the inside is glistening silver metal nanite paste that is reaching out to grip and to his body. The slick soothing warming nanites wrap around Brandon’s legs and feet as they are the next to be encased by the robotic shark shell. A wave of pleasure and sensation runs through his form.

“It feels so good… wonderful…” states Brandon as the loading boar now says 25%.

The back piece moves in and latches onto Brandon’s back, a shiver runs through his spine as the front chest piece and the heft breasts and slimming curves with wide hips takes shape as it locks into place, leaving Brandon’s arms and head left still exposed. As the nanites flow and merge with him, Brandon feels a surge of energy, delight, power.

“This feels great… I am so… powerful. Sharks are so much better than humans. Humans are frail and weak, with this body I feel I could do anything,”she says with a grin as the loading bar says 60%

Long robotic arms and hands of the shark Brandon is becoming slide down beside his form as he moves up. Wires come down and attach down her back sending surges of energy and delight into her form. Her arms already extended quickly wrapped by the robotic shark arms and hands that slide around his arms and hands like a long glove. They slide into place and attach with a quick spark of energy as Brandon’s eyes start to glow, her grin on her face growing even bigger.

“All should be delightful sharks. Wonderful good girls to serve us. So many humanoid life forms on this planet to convert, to take, to transform into brilliant sharks,” chuckles Brandon as the loading bar says 80%.

The last vestiges of the human who was known as Brandon are taken over by the robotic shark coating his body and mind. The two pieces that would make Brandon’s head start to move down. Wires, nanite silver paste, and a hypnotic glow within the hood itself draws Brandon’s eyes to the metal mask. It slides down over his head as the wires and nanite tendrils make their home into Brandon’s head, into the deep recesses of his mind “Sushi is such a lovely name,” chuckles Sushi as she sees the installing bar reach 95% What’s even better is this human’s memories will be most useful. Family is out on a pacific cruise and there are thousands of new sharks waiting to be made by those on the ship. We can easily change its course and capture them all,” chuckles Sushi with a sly grin as the bar hits 100%. “Installation complete. Rebooting.”

With that Sushi’s world goes dark. Unknown amount of time passes as her senses slowly start to come back to her. Her vision slowly clears as she sees Mako standing at the base of the stand the connection between the two long gone. Mako smiles up at her as energy flows through her curvy, busty, shark body. Her sex twitches as the sight of her maker, her builder, her programmer.

“Strike Undercover System Hacker Integrator. S.U.S.H.I. State your status.”

“Sushi is online and ready to convert the populace of this world into perfection,” Sushi replies with a grin.

“Excellent, let's start with the two prisoners we have down the hall to make sure all your systems are fully functional,” states Mako as she motions Sushi to follow her back down the hall towards her future, towards her destiny.