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A quick departure from the super-high-tech facility at Vulcanis: here we have a trade that I wrote for [["hakusei"](%5C ""hakusei"") hakusei](%5C)

Another company known as KRIndustries has found a cheaper way to create living rubber toys than Vulcanis, however of lower quality designed for mass-production. Their nanotech and living latex being of lesser capacity, they find alternative ways to store consciousness inside their toys, and they are limited to building them as inflatables.

While they serve a slightly different market than Vulcanis, the two companies do see each other as serious competition, especially where trade secrets are involved.

In this story, we see the transformation of Haku into Lemon Meringue, and discover just how easily a willing soul becomes something completely new. It also begs the question: If you could be happy all the time, by being programmed that way, would that really be so bad? ;)

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His foot was tapping again. Haku's impatience was gaining on him again, forcing him to once again muster the strength to push it out of his mind. Besides, he wouldn't need to wait much longer. In the next few minutes, his name was going to be called, and nothing would ever be the same.

His life was quickly becoming a dead-end as far as jobs went, and he'd been fed up with always being stressed. Then, he'd seen an ad by KRIndustries.

Tired of living life as who you are?

Looking for a change of body, not just of mind?

Are you sick of having to earn a paycheck in order to survive?

Got a kinky mind and want the fun to never stop?

Then make it happen! Let us take all your worries and needs away. Become the embodiment of a sex toy and live without a care in the world! Come to KRI and let us transform your life today!

It sounded too good to be true, and when you take into account the fine print it became clear that it wasn't. Phrases like "mind erasure," "permanent latexification," "sex toy brain programming," and "We'll sell you in sex shops around the world" would drive away pretty much everybody. Everybody except for folks like Haku.

When he saw that ad on a subway, he felt his fur stand up on end with excitement at the idea. He'd heard that there were "living" sex toys coming out on the market (now that the laws authorized their production) that were made from furs who had volunteered themselves to be transformed and sold. But until he saw that poster, he'd never had any idea how one could apply. Until recently the process was invite-only, and he'd heard the toys were only available to the super-rich. But KRI had apparently found an inexpensive way to make cheaper models from any subject willing to step into their offices.

As soon as he got home that day, he picked up his phone and dialed the number. A feminine voice that sounded on the "ditsy" side had picked up and spoke in a cheery tone: "KR Industries, thanks so much for calling! Are you interested in having your life changed today?"

His voice was choking when he answered. But he managed to spew out a "Yes I am" somewhere in the middle of his blabbering. His tail's fur was bristled and a nervous twitch had developed in his neck.

"Oh goodie, that's fantastic! What time would you like to come over for our free consultation? Remember, there's no obligation to make any commitment until you've had all your questions answered."

Haku had already made up his mind before calling, but the idea of having a way to back out gave him the confidence to arrange a time the following day, and despite several "waffles" in his decision whether or not to go, he found himself walking through the automatic doors at the KRI building at 9AM sharp.

He only had to wait a few moments before a male rottweiler in a lab coat and white slacks walked in and called his name. A brief introduction and handshake later, Haku was sitting in a comfortable chair in the "doctor's" office. The interview and consultation took several hours, with Dr. Siam repeatedly driving home the concept that "this is permanent" and asking "are you absolutely sure?"

Haku understood both perfectly. He knew for certain that there wasn't any other way he wanted to exist. Answering all the interview questions, his sincerity was evident enough to the Rottweiler that Dr. Siam finally rose from his desk and extended his hand. "In that case, welcome to KRI Haku. We can begin the process first thing next week. Be sure to settle your debts and arrange to close out your apartment beforehand." To give one last hammering home of what was going to happen, the doctor added as Haku walked out, "Then we'll slip you into something comfy in our lab, and begin your mind erasure and reprogramming, along with introducing the nanopolymers which will start turning you into rubber."

Haku swallowed as he stood, and did his best to cover up the erection that was jutting out lewdly from his jeans. "Don't worry, we'll be able to do something about that problem too." The Rottweiler said with a sly grin.

But now, the week had passed. Haku had sold his possessions, sent the money to his favorite charities, and ended his lease. He walked into the waiting room with only the clothes on his back and sat there, waiting to be called.

That damn nervous tapping started again. Calm down Haku. He thought to himself. He wasn't afraid in the least, but he certainly was excited, aroused and nervous. How would it work? Was he going to feel anything? Would he freak out at the last second? What if they said it wasn't going to work out or something?

Before he could get any further into his train of thought, Dr. Siam showed up and escorted him through the doors of the waiting room and down a hallway. "How're you feeling?"

"Nervous, but really excited," Haku replied, his heart rate accelerating.

"Don't worry. Soon you'll be relaxed and at ease." They were joined by a "nurse" who took Haku by the arm as they walked. She smiled at him, and he nearly jumped as he returned her gaze. She was made of blue rubber! All of her exposed skin was furless and bright blueberry in color. Formerly a canine (he assumed), she spoke with a cheerful voice as they walked along.

"Welcome Haku! My name is Nurse Silva. I'm going to be in charge of your transformation. We're going to have so much fun!" Her cheerfulness was almost creepy, with a slightly vacant but incredibly happy expression 'molded' into her face. He smiled back at her, nervously but genuinely happily.

"Great, I'm excited too!" No sooner had he managed the reply when she gave him a fast, tight hug exclaiming how she couldn't wait to get started. She pulled him to the left at a door and led him inside a room.

It looked a little like going to the dentist. There was a large, motorized chair which had the ability to move to any position imaginable. A tray on a swivel arm was next to it with tubes, hoses, and strange-looking implements everywhere. There were silver tubes and glass jars with cryptic substances inside, and above the chair was, at first, what Haku thought was a dental examination lamp. Upon closer inspection, he realized it was some kind of helmet and visor.

"Have a seat sweetie, and we'll get started! Oh, and before you do, no clothes allowed! Get nice and naked and comfy!"

He blushed a bit, but nodded, pulling off his t-shirt and jeans, then stepping out of his underwear. His mixture of nervousness and excitement was keeping his parts at least halfway aroused, making him blush even further. As he took a seat in the padded chair, nurse Silva closed the door, and both she and Dr. Siam began removing their own clothes. The Rottweiler kept on a black thong beneath his toned stomach, but the nurse was utterly naked, and her rubber ass shone brightly in the room's harsh lights. She turned towards Haku in the chair without blinking and began to push the buttons on the seat's controls. Her breasts jiggled as he noticed that her feminine parts looked pillowy and soft, and just as blue as the rest of her. He swallowed and tried to hold back his increasing erection, but was failing miserably with those gorgeous rubber tits bouncing near his muzzle.

"Oh boy, looks like you're really rarin' to go sweetie!" she exclaimed, her southern twang suddenly becoming more obvious.

Haku blushed again, looking down at his manhood as he felt the chair lowering beneath him, his back tilting back and legs rising until he was in a deeply reclined position, but not quite flat.

"Now, just relax honey. We're gonna hook ya up for the first part, then I'll put the visor on ya and you can just relax and enjoy the movie, kay?"

"'Kay. How long will it take today?"

"Oh you'll be ready for a little nap after today, it'll take a few hours, but don't fret, you won't get bored. All set?"

"Sure."

The naked blue rubber wolf winked and tilted her head as Dr. Siam brought a breathing mask up to the dog's muzzle and placed it over his nose. As soon as he took his first breath from the mask he felt woozy, but still quite awake. His body relaxed in the seat and he felt nurse Silva gently stroking his headfur. "This will keep you nice and relaxed. Now, here comes your private TV!"

The doctor lowered the helmet and visor and used the gimbaled arm to get it placed comfortably onto the dog's head. Once in place, he could no longer see or hear anything. The gas seemed to be affecting him as well, as he was having trouble feeling things in his body. He vaguely detected a pinch on his arm, but nothing else after that.

Suddenly, his eyes were lit up by a 3D screen inside the visor, and a video began playing. A living rubber feminine creature came into view as some cheesy informational music met his ears. Her pre-recorded voice sounded soothing as she posed and giggled out her script. "Hey there! Welcome to the comfy chair! This is where most of the steps of your transformation will take place. This is stage one, where we start to change your biochemistry gradually, and where we'll begin the mental conditioning which is needed to re-program your brain, and fit it inside our patented mP-MCard! Stage two will be when we finalize your latexification, and proceed to erase all those pesky memories! Then, in stage three, we'll give your brain a whole new set of desires and wants, including setting your mental gender, and begin the inflation process which will eventually make you a hollow, inflatable toy! Then, in the final stage, we'll place you inside one of our specialized molding machines, and press you into your new body's shape for good! Then it's off to the duplication center for distribution and sale to some of the horniest new masters you'll ever have! Let's get started, shall we?"

As his jaw began to go slack in a bemused smile, Haku simply uttered "yes please..."

Outside of the dog's sense of awareness, things were happening very quickly. An IV was set in his arm, with a yellow liquid slowly dripping from a large bag hanging on a rack above his limp body. Gradually, the substance was merging with his bloodstream, polymerizing it while increasing the efficiency of oxygen transfer. After the first day, all Haku would notice would be his fur changing color, his tongue feeling strange, and his eyesight becoming a bit blurry. The drastic changes came later.

"I see in your file that your name is Hakusei. Is that right?"

The increasingly-relaxed pup replied aloud. "Yes, that's right."

"Great!" The interactive AI blinked happily as her pink bosoms jiggled under her skimpy outfit. "Now, what we're going to do is show you some of the fantastic new things that'll be happening to your body and your mind!"

Unbeknownst to Haku, this little "tutorial" served an important purpose. Dr. Siam was closely studying the computer monitor in front of him. In order to effectively prepare the dog's mind, any and all inhibitions, fears, and hesitation needed to be located within his psyche, so that it could be completely deleted. All the while that Haku's body sat at rest with his bodily fluids slowly being polymerized, the complex machine was scanning his brain in search of those pesky little independent thoughts.

The gas relaxant easing him into a state of deep relaxation, Haku's eyes and ears beheld numerous scenes played out before him, all the while narrated by the cheery voice of the beautiful, pink rubbery creature. "First, we gradually turn your whole body from normal flesh, bone and fur into a thick, malleable living rubber material!"

As the voice spoke, a corgi male sat in a seat just like the one he was currently in, and with time-lapse photography, his entire coat changed to a deep red color. Blurred blinks of other figures darted around him for single frames, attaching or detaching hoses, and finally using a set of brushes to manually brush all of the loosened fur from the naked, shining body. Outside Haku's view, Dr. Siam touched the complex display, homing in on the last remaining vestiges of fear or doubt at what was going to happen to him, and with a simple click, they were simply deleted. Light touches of energy bounced into the dog's skull, touching those areas of his brain which might resist the process and nullifying them.

The video continued. "All the while, we gradually relax your mind further and further, making it super-easy to control and shape. Eventually, the only things you know and understand are kinky pleasure and cheery obedience!" For a few seconds, Haku considered the insanity of what he was doing, and felt a little growing sense of panic. But as quickly as it came, the feeling left him entirely. In fact... what was it he had just felt again? He could swear there was something. No matter, since all he could focus on now was how gloriously fun it must be to be a toy!

"Exactly! It is amazingly fun! Why would anyone ever want to second guess it?" The cheery voice bubbled in his ears, reading his thoughts and reinforcing his surrender to the concept.

"I.....couldn't....imgaine..." The spoken words from the helpless pup's mouth gave Dr. Siam a wry smile. This one was being 'washed' much more easily than the average subject.

"Ohhh Doctor, he's going to be an absolutely wonderful toy!" The blue rubbery female bounced up and down in place with his mitten-like paws clasped together in joy. "I can't wait to help you perform quality control testing on his new body!" Her squeals amplified with the addition of a lewd grope to her slippery rumpcheek by the rottweiler.

"Yes nurse, he's going to be quite the item I think. We may even need to start a whole new line of toys based on him! How would you like a new female canine toy to join you?"

Her paws met her cheeks, and her circular mouth widened. "Oh doctor, do you mean it?"

"Indeed I do." Another squeal of joy bounced off the walls.

Meanwhile, Haku (still acoustically isolated inside his visor) was watching the sight of the red rubber corgi undergoing more time-lapsed abuse. His knees raised, and a thick hose exiting from under his rump, Haku watched as the entire body of the red shiny creature began swelling up, then deflating, then swelling larger, then deflating smaller than before, with this cycle repeating over and over again.

Delete. Erase. Over-write.

The narration continued.

"Soon, all memory of who you used to be will have been deleted Hakusei. We'll have your personal thoughts and personality intact, but with no idea who you are outside of who we tell you you are!" Video footage appeared of the rubbery corgi's body going completely limp, with a screen nearby showing a progress bar "DOWNLOADING..." "Once your mental conditioning is completed, we'll store your entire brain on our patented data card for easy removal and insertion by your new owner! At any time, you can be pulled outside of your body, and put into any camera-enabled PC, allowing you to witness all the fun of your inanimate rubbery toy body having tons of fun! And once the card goes back into your head, all the sensations and memory of the experience merges with your stored personality to make you hot and bothered for next time!"

The red rubber corgi male's body now seemed utterly inert, with a blank wide-eyed expression on its face. What's more... it was very obviously hollow! And easily picked up by the staff in the room, carrying it out of frame, while a nurse brought along a small platter holding a memory card recently removed from behind the corgi's neck.

"Lastly, we take you to the final stage. This is where the molding machine will seal up around you and your body will take its new permanent shape!"

The inflatable red corgi male doll now was placed carefully in a body-sized metallic partial mold. As the staff stepped away and pressed the controls, the press descended over the toy and hissing steam signaled its closure. A cheesy video wipe obscured the next stages before they could begin, and replaced the scene with the mold now re-opening. The poor red corgi male was gone, replaced with a glorious, buxom female corgi doll, smiling and mindless.

"The best part is, you'll get to watch all of these things happen from outside your body, while still feeling each and every sensation remotely! Then, we'll return the memory card to your head, giving you control of your new beautiful self for as long as your new owner deems allowable."

Re-write. De-fragment. Delete. Delete. Delete.

"Now Hakusei, you have to admit. You've never really felt like you belonged, have you?" The AI was visible again, front and center within his sight, and the whole background scene behind her began to fade away, as though the room was spinning and swirling. "You always felt like something was missing in your life. Like something needed to be completed, changed or even fixed. Isn't that true?"

The dog was taken off-guard by the statement at first. But he had to admit... she was right. "Y-yeah."

"Well, we know all about you, and what you need. We're going to make everything all better." A gentle humming was echoing inside his skull as she spoke. "We're going to make you feel so happy all the time, that you'll never want to ever remember being Hakusei again. And I want you to concentrate on that now. Leave Hakusei behind, Lemon. That's your new name. Lemon Meringue. Say it with me now Lemon!"

The dog's new yellow lips sagged. "L-lemon..."

"Good doggie."

From Haku's perspective, the first stage was a matter of minutes. In reality, it had taken several hours, and as Dr. Siam lifted the visor from his head, he blinked and gave a loud yawn. As he smacked his lips, he blushed bright red from beneath his new yellow skin. The dog's member was fully rigid and firm, and as he moved his paws down to cover his shame, he gasped, seeing that his formerly pink penis had turned a brilliant yellow color!

The changes didn't stop there. His creamy fur had a much stronger tint of yellow all over his body, and his limbs had begun to take on a springiness to them, as though bending them took a tiny bit more effort than usual, and if he relaxed, they would return to a fully extended position. His mouth had a lingering taste of silicone, and while it still felt moist and fresh, he felt as though he wasn't able to produce any saliva.

Nurse Silva seemed well prepared. "Now I'm sure you're already feeling the effects of the stage 1 transformation, so don't worry about a thing honey. Just relax and enjoy things as they come. You'll be feeling rather strange for a while, but I'm sure you're also feeling really really sleepy, right?"

Haku nodded with another big yawn, covering his muzzle with one of his paws, and noticing that his fingers were hard to spread apart. "Yeah, I'm feeling like I'll just pass out right here."

"That's partially the fact you've been going through a lot of hard work in the cranial department, plus don't forget all the happy gas you've been breathin'! Let's get you over to a bunk for some sleep and we'll continue as soon as you're freshened up, mkay?"

The dog nodded in mid-yawn, and swung his legs over the side of the seat, which had once again been raised. He felt nowhere near as self-conscious about being nude as he did when he first entered the room, and something about it actually felt....just right. He didn't blush or feel bashful. That is, he didn't until the grinning nurse handed him his sleeping garments. "Here y'are Lemon sweetheart, nice and comfy for your rest. After you've napped, we'll get right back to it!"

Haku...no...Lemon....took the clothes from Nurse Silva with another rush of pink to his skin. An ultra-skimpy pair of pink panties was being handed to him, along with what he could only assume was a bra, designed for someone very flat-chested. He stepped into the bottom, tugging it up so the thong back slipped between his buns, while thankfully the front was accommodating to male anatomy. A set of blue arms emerged from behind him and pressed the pink top against his chest, and then fastened the bra top behind his back. He felt as though he looked utterly ridiculous, and looked down over himself in the room's full-length mirror with a bashful eye. He did have to admit, though, it was kinda cute.

Lemon's "dormitory" was certainly not deserving of the name. A long hallway stretched out along the building's 10th floor, with narrower passages filing off from either side. Nurse Silva walked him down past the numbered passages until they reached "56" and then took a right. "Here we are sweetie. Fifty-six dash eight beta. This is your room!"

They were standing in a hall filled with what were essentially bunks. Each one came with a transparent door that opened and closed only from the outside. Silva touched a button and lifted the handle, opening the sealed chamber with a soft hiss. Above and below his bunk were identical bunks, labeled A through D, all of them empty. However he'd noticed that there were sleeping figures inside a few here and there. At least, he assumed they were sleeping.

He peered inside the opened chamber, and gave a soft swallow. It looked comfy, if not claustrophobia-inducing. But it was also pink. Very, very pink. The walls were frilly pink satin with heart shapes on them, and the ceiling he'd be looking at had a display embedded in a ruby-red frame.

"Um, why is it so, you know, girly in there?"

Silva's eyes closed in her typical air-headed grin. "Because it's for you, and you're a girly girl silly!"

There was a momentary surge of defiance within Lemon. "No I'm n-not. I'm a- I'm-" What....was Lemon? Lemon thought he was a boy...but...

"You're so silly. You're wearing a pink bra and pink thong panties, you can't be a boy!" Silva's voice bounced around inside Lemon's mind, echoing and morphing from utter nonsense into the only thing that made sense.

"Well... I... but..."

Silva's rubbery mitt-paw clasped Lemon's arm gently. "Aww, you're tired sweetie. Don't worry, just get some sleep and you'll feel better."

The groggy dog nodded wearily, certain she must be right and climbed into the bunk. With the same muted hiss, the door closed and Lemon felt a soft waft of air against ...her... face, taking deep breaths of the sweet-smelling air, the dog was soon asleep.

It was a deep sleep, with vivid dreams of kinky, messy sex. Scene after scene of raucous copulations played through Lemon's unconscious mind, with the common theme through all of them being receiving... always the receiving end. That, plus an unmistakable sensation of pressure. Not in a bad connotation, but in a pleasing fullness throughout Lemon's body. The pressure felt consistent throughout, yet occasionally it was displaced from one body part to another. Lemon wasn't quite sure what it all meant as the dog slowly awoke inside the bunk.

As her eyes opened, the display above her head faded away quickly. Some kind of strange image swirled into blackness before she could decipher what it was. The transparent door immediately opened, revealing the vacuously-smiling Silva once more. "Hey there sweetie, how did you sleep?"

"Oh my... I had the most wonderful dreams. I almost didn't want to wake up!" Her voice sounded strange. It was far too deep! "Silva, what's wrong with my voice?"

The blue living rubber canine gave Lemon a squeezing hug. "Oh sweetheart, don't worry, that's just a minor inconvenience. We'll have you all set in just a lil' while!"

The hug was returned by Lemon, happy to have her friendly blue sister nearby. "Oh honey, looks like you've pitched quite a tent overnight!"

Lemon looked down with a deep blush, mixed with a confused look. "What...what's that doing there?!"

From her pink panties rose a stiff erect penis! She couldn't understand where it could have possibly come from, given that she was quite sure she'd always been a girl. But wait.... Was she? Shouldn't this revelation be a little more... unsettling? Some unseen mental force seemed to be keeping any sense of worry that might spring up in check.

Silva gave the package a hearty squeeze, revealing the wet spot where the penis tip rested against the rose-colored fabric. "Honey, don't you worry, we'll get this taken care of right away. We wouldn't want your dreams to go unfulfilled, would we?"

Lemon shook her head vigorously. "No, certainly not!" Walking alongside the scantily-dressed nurse, the pair strode down the hallway back to the room Lemon remembered from the day before. Dr. Siam was once again present, wearing a tight pair of briefs and some laboratory gloves.

"Good morning Lemon! How're you feeling? Are you ready for your next step?" He clasped his gloved palms together with a sly smile, gesturing towards the blue nurse as he spoke directly to the mildly-dizzy dog. As Silva walked outside Lemon's view and began fussing with some equipment, the doctor patted the "comfy chair" and Lemon once again stripped naked and leaned back.

"Thank you Doctor, I slept quite well. But, I woke up with this strange problem with my voice, and my.... Well... see for yourself!" The yellowish-colored nude canine spread its legs lewdly, displaying the sheath, scrotum and erect penis which the day before were not there, she was sure of it.

"Oh my, well, we'll just have to remedy that, won't we! Don't worry Lemon, we'll have you back to your old self in a short while. Now just lie back. Here's your mask, that's it, just breathe normally. Yes, that's right, nice happy gas. Now for your headset, there we are. Sweet dreams my girl!"

Lemon took several deep draws of the delicious air from the clear plastic mask over her muzzle. As her head descended into darkness, she gave only a slight giggle as she felt her legs lifted up mechanically, as though her heels were in a set of stirrups which were getting higher and further apart. Her quickly numbing mind allowed no response whatsoever as something cool, hard and slick pressed up between her buttcheeks and opened up her back passage. The object seated itself inside her rump like it was form-fitting, then gradually increased in size, filling up the dog's rectum and sealing up her hole.

Nothing was wrong. Nothing at all. There was a flow of liquid. Actually, more like a hard gushing, but it didn't matter. There was video now appearing before her eyes in the visor. Funny, it was a dog in a chair just like the one she was in. Was that... her? A set of three garden hose-sized tubes descended from a smooth cylindrical machine above the chair, and met together at the base of some kind of large plug between the dog's yellowish furry buns.

A gentle, cheerful voice echoed in her mind as the spectacle unfolded before her. "Hello Lemon, welcome back. This is a happy time! We're going to fix all your problems, so just leave it all to us. Relax, take nice deep breaths, and take in that lovely sensation of being nice and full."

The feeling of pressure inside, it felt familiar. It was just like what she felt in her dreams the night before. A loud gurgling noise was echoing around inside of her belly, and as the pressure grew, she could see the stomach of the dog in the chair on her visor swelling up slightly. The hoses coming from the dog's spread backside gave several lurches as the pressure changed to a feeling of suction, and the figure's belly shrank. "Yes Lemon, that's you. We're giving you a bird's-eye view of your own body as we change you. Isn't it wonderful? Now relax, because here it comes again."

The hoses bucked in the air as Dr. Siam and Silva wandered in and out of view, the pressure inside Lemon increasing once more accompanied by loud sloshing noises. It all felt so unnatural, strange, and positively delicious. Each one of the bizarre pumping sequences felt her feeling smoother and more flexible, but it wasn't until Silva took an object which looked similar to a hairbrush with no bristles, and began rubbing it over the dog's body that the change was fully visible. Everywhere the object touched, all the fur became whisked away and left behind bright yellow rubber!

"You're doing so well Lemon, doesn't it feel wonderful? We're going to make everything just right for you. Each time the machine does it's cycle, you become closer and closer to your true destiny. Accept it. Embrace it. Embody it. You're going to become a toy."

Erase...Re-write...Delete...De-fragment...

The massive supercomputer at Dr. Siam's fingertips hummed away, interfacing directly with Lemon's brain. Only moments from now, that mind would no longer exist in a biological form. The creature formerly known as Hakusei was already gone. Erased from existence, with only the lust, desire and sensations remaining. As the huge pump continued filling and draining the future toy of the transformative nanite slurry, the supercomputer began downloading what remained of Lemon's psyche, now shrunk and re-programmed fully into it's new identity. Nearby, the mP-MCard began to download the personality which had been forged, so it could be inserted and removed from Lemon's new body once completed.

After several minutes, nurse Silva finished removing all of the fur from Lemon's skin, and what remained was a bright yellow rubber dog, still having it's backside being filled, and drained. The skin looked beautiful, but the body lying there with its legs in stirrups was still quite male, and Lemon's heart sank. She wanted to be her true self so badly it hurt, and there it was, her body still not looking like her!

Dr. Siam came back into view within the scene. "Alright nurse, we're ready for full biological flush."

With a clasp of her mitty hands, Silva gleefully looked in the direction of Lemon's unmoving body. "Here we go dear! This part is pretty exciting!"

The giant machine suddenly chugged to life, and Lemon's body immediately felt as though she had sat down upon a black hole! Everything inside of her suddenly rushed downwards and away, and before she lost consciousness, she could see her body in the chair begin to flatten as if it were an empty bag! Then, blackness.

Lemon Meringue awoke in an instant. No gradual, dim, recovery from sleep; her return to consciousness was as if by light switch. Plus, she realized quickly that she wasn't looking out through her eyes. Something very strange was going on.

"Welcome back dear!" Nurse Silva's voice chimed from nearby before she stepped into view, her blue bottom jiggling as she walked. "Now we come to my favorite part of all! Would you like to see yourself?"

Lemon tried to nod, or speak, but found she could do neither. She felt as though she had no limbs to move, and no tongue to wiggle. It was if she simply...wasn't there. But she was aware! Was this a dream?

As the nurse spoke, she lifted a bizarre object into view. It was an inflatable toy dog. Some kind of kinky sex toy, or something. Naked, it sported a big canine penis inflated with air and erect, and the whole thing was a yellow color. Wait... that face on it... it looked familiar... And why when Silva held it by the hips, did Lemon feel the sensation of rubber hands touching her?

"This is you dear! We've taken your boring doggie body and completely changed you into a gorgeous, perfect sex doll! Isn't it beautiful?"

This wasn't possible... that couldn't be Lemon's body... it was utterly lifeless and full of air! There was even a valve where a bellybutton should be! But, every time it was touched somewhere by the blue dog toy, Lemon could feel it! "Now, here we go dear, we're going to get rid of this pesky thing." Silva tapped the toy's inflated penis, and when she did, Lemon felt it happen to her.

She wanted to ask what was going on, but still possessed no voice with which to do it. And as she reeled with questions, she could see and feel the toy's body being lifted and placed into some sort of metallic mold. The bottom plate was horizontal, 4 feet off the floor, and lay beneath the top plate, which was about 3 feet above it. There was a cold, urgent pressure between her buns worming its way into her backside while Nurse Silva was pushing on the sex toy's midsection, making sure the rump was secure inside the back of the mold. Something popped into Lemon's rectum just as the yellow doll's hips jerked backward into the shining steel form. "There we go, almost ready now sweetie! Don't worry, you won't miss a thing. Your entire mind is now inside your new data card, which is loaded in the computer for the room! You'll get to watch the whole thing via the cameras here, and since your card is wirelessly linked to your new body, you'll get to feel it too!"

Taking in the scene as she listened to Silva, Lemon could see more of the shining machinery. Both halves of the mold were held by a pair of powerful hydraulic pistons. Around the indentations for the toy, the surfaces were flat and smooth, and inside the body-shaped gaps, there were openings with long, smaller pistons, hoses, and objects which looked quite phallic. One piston was already inserted beneath the rump of the mold form. Lemon's immobilized body pivoted by that naughty little thing, and she noticed that she didn't feel as though the form fit her body's shape very well at the moment.

Above the top half of the mold was a smaller piston, set at a steep angle and aimed precisely at the steel crotch of the mold. On the end was something which resembled a hollow gas mask, but stranger in shape. Above the chest of the mold, two, giant bosom-shaped orbs of steel rose up from it, with a pair of thin metal pipes emerging at the tip of each, leading into the machine. Lemon's digital heart leaped with excitement at the prospect, and a slight sensation of blush touched where her ears and cheeks should be as she took note of the large piston aimed squarely at the mold's muzzle area, tipped by an over-sized dildo.

The room became dominated by the loud humming sound of hydraulic pumps, and slowly, the two halves of the mold began to close. Lemon's realization of what was going to happen filled her mind with desire, fear, and a sense of confinement. Unable to move any part of the body that her consciousness was connected to, she could only watch as the mold sealed closed with the yellow dog toy inside. Even though her view was from outside, she felt the cold steel touching her rubber skin, and knew full well that it was her inside that mold. Not some random toy.

Hissing and pressure. The nozzle under her tail pumped, as did a tiny hose atop the mold connected where her navel would otherwise be. She could feel her skin begin to stretch slightly, touching the mold's inner walls in areas it hadn't before. And as she felt the pressure rise, the piston above her groin began to lower. She felt the rubbery toy's penis slipping into a sleeve in the arm, and a cold object cupped the slippery scrotum. For a moment, it held there, against the mold's crotch. Lemon felt the temperature of her groin rise, before a rush of sensation overwhelmed her. The piston suddenly pressed firmly and quickly inwards, squishing the former penis flat. It was gone, and Lemon knew it. The hollow ballsac was mashed up against the now smooth crotch of the rubber toy, the machine having removed the last trace of masculinity from Lemon's body.

A piston within a piston began moving with a soft hum, and lemon felt a heated object pressing between her legs. Ridges were cutting into her groin, forming a slit, while the pressure rose even further until the rubbery skin gave way, the object now entering her hollow body, plowing forth a deep, stretchy new vagina. A sudden burning spot at the tip of something the size of an eraser head made her mind shake, but only for a moment. Her clitoris was now installed. The object between her swelling rumpcheeks began growing and heating up as well, stretching her tail opening and ensuring it would be able to accommodate a penis just as easily as any other part of her. And speaking of which, that dildo above the head of the mold began lowering as well. It sank into the mold's muzzle opening, and instead of feeling like her mouth was being forced open, it was more as though it was being re-shaped. Her lips closed into a circular pattern around the device that pressed deep into her face, turning her formerly normal canine mouth into little more than a sex-hole. Something deep in her mind snapped into a realm of pure ecstasy, with her body feeling filled at every point and utterly fulfilled.

As she lay there motionless, something began to suck at her chest. Two gauges registered a vacuum above her nipples, and like party balloons, hefty breasts rose up into the steel spheres, filling them completely. High temperatures made the teats sizzle, forming them permanently into the new shape and placing generous nipples on the ends. Her new curvaceous hips filled out into the mold, and soon the heat was everywhere, tempering her rubber body and ensuring it held it's shape within the mold for ever and ever.

Lemon spoke inside her mind. "Heaven." She was now digital. Everything about her mind existed purely in the form of data. Able to be copied, manipulated, and immortalized. And now, even her physical body had been perfected, built for one purpose only.

As the pistons withdrew from her new orifices, and the cooling mold opened once more. An absolutely beautiful sight met her virtual eyes.

There she was, in all her feminine glory. A beautiful girl dog rubber sex doll with pillowy bosoms, flowing hips, and a radiant pussy. Her face was molded into a lifeless expression of joy, with a muzzle ending in a circular hole and fully formed lips and even supple inflated "hair" on her head. Her fingers were stuck together in the shape of mitts, and her lovely legs stretched out and ended in light, feminine rubber feet.

Nurse Silva walked up next to the new yellow toy and gave a deep gasp, her paws pressed to her chest as she looked up at the camera. "Oh my stars dear, you're gorgeous! Just look at you! But I'm sure you don't want to hear me talk, now do you? You want to give it a spin!"

Blackness, for a moment, then light once more. Her point of view was now beneath a steel object which bore the shape of her face, inverted. Lemon blinked. Her eyes blinked! Her circular mouth gasped as she lifted her new arms, and Nurse Silva helped her up. She finally stood on her own, and Dr. Siam walked over with a full-length mirror on casters, and brought the sight into view. Lemon was ecstatic. She had full control over the toy's body, and could feel every touch! She squeezed at her breasts, and teased down between her legs, letting out a loud moan in a glorious female voice. "Ohhh.... it's so wonderful!"

Lemon turned to Silva, who was almost in tears with joy, and the toys embraced one another, giggling and bouncing on the balls of their feet. Dr. Siam chuckled and allowed them to chatter for a few moments while Lemon examined herself from every angle possible with glee. Time was wasting, though, and they had a schedule to keep.

"Alright ladies, we can't dawdle any longer. Lemon, follow me. It's time to go off to quality control."

The air-headed new dog toy bounded over to him. "Oh boy, what's that Doctor?"

"Don't be silly Lemon! He's just gonna boink you in every hole until he's too tired to do it anymore! Aren't you Doctor?"

This time, it was Siam's turn to blush. "Now now, Lemon needs to have her body and mind thoroughly tested before she can be duplicated and sold." He paused with a smirk as Silva prodded him teasingly with her paw. "It just happens to be a coincidence that I'm the best in the business for that job." The two toys cackled with laughter and each of them hooked one of his arms. "Come ladies. To the bedrooms! Ahem.. That is, the uh- testing facility."

The muscular rottweiler's paws slapped each of the rubbery butts alongside him with loud snaps, his thong seeming a bit stretched as the trio left the room.