ROYAL REWARD: The Collector: Rem and Ram (Inanimate TF, Expansion, Futanari, Re:Zero)

Bending over, her hip-axles creaking, Fabia handed her mistress a cup of tea in the shape of a giant vagina. Shushuka snatched it off the platter, took a deep sip, and sighed in delight. “Ah, lovely, nya. Nyow, where were we…?” 

Frowning, she turned to the saucer’s monitor. “Oh, that’s right! I was just about to grab my latest batch of collectables!” Giggling, she tapped the screen, which zoomed in on the landscape below to reveal a grand mansion. Inside, two maids were busy sweeping the floors. 

At Shushuka’s command, the saucer’s cameras flitted about, invisible, catching the maids from every angle as they went about their work. One had pink hair–the other: blue. In every other sense, they were identical. 

As the camera sent her an excellent stream of the pink-haired maid’s cleavage, Shushuka couldn’t help but shuffle on the spot, slipping her hand between her legs to massage her growing bulge. Oooh, she couldn’t wait. She wanted to get them on board and in her collection now! 

Raising a hand, she punched a button on the console. 

With an audible schunk, one of the saucer’s many tentacles shot through the mansion’s window, punching straight through the glass in search of its prey. Unlike the cameras, the tentacle was clearly visible, and the maids wasted no time in screaming and fleeing for their lives as its tip bore down on them. 

In the end, it made little difference how hard they ran: trailing them through the house, the tentacle-limb finally cornered them in a closet, where its tip opened up like a worm’s mouth. Or possibly a penis. Not that the distinction mattered much to the maids, who could only scream even louder as it vacuumed them up like a pair of dust bunnies. 

As the ship’s limb and cameras withdrew, Shushuka kicked her chair away from the console and spun it to face the conveyor belt behind her. From above came screams and groans and the sound of flesh bouncing off walls, until at last–

Ploink! 

–screaming, two maids dropped out of the pipes and down onto the conveyor belt. They landed with some force, making the entire line ripple. Moaning, the maids struggled to pull themselves free and stand up, but the belt stuck to their bodies like gum, refusing to release them. Panicked, they looked at each other first, then around, and finally to Shushuka. As one, their eyes dropped to her crotch and went wide at the bulge they found there. 

Giggling, Shushuka marched over and sized them up. “Wow, nyou two look even cuter up close, nya. Mmm~, I can’t wait to blow a fat load all over nyour precious little faces~.” She licked her lips as the pair recoiled, eyes trembling in terror. “Nyow, the only question is… What should I actually turn nyou into, nya? Hmmm…” She cocked her head and tapped her chin in thought, looking from left to right, until at last, an idea occurred to her.

She laughed. “Oh, I know, nya! It’s going to fit nyou perfectly!” Grinning, she grabbed the control console and gave its buttons a few little pushes. “Let’s start with nyou first, nya,” she said, her eyes on the blue-haired Rem. “I know nyou’re going to be amazing.” 

As Rem wailed in fear, Shushuka gave the console another mash. The conveyor belt snapped straight to the right, flinging Rem into the mouth of the waiting transmuter, which swallowed her like a little piece of candy.

“Rem!” cried her sister, eyes wide with terror. 

Ignoring her, Shushu turned her attention to the wall of the machine, which she tapped to convert into a little window. On the inside, Rem squirmed against the belt, struggling harder than ever to free herself, though of course she accomplished little more than tiring herself out. 

Chuckling, Shushuka pushed the button to activate the transmuter, and with a soft little purr it started to vibrate as it built up a charge. Inside, Rem squealed as a series of blinding pink light snapped on all around her, spinning till she was utterly disorientated. Second by second, they grew brighter and brighter, until at last, with a tremendous flash–

Lightning struck Rem’s body from all angles, slamming into her head and her fingers and her toes and coursing through her body to settle in her core, where the bolts joined and melded and exploded with tremendous force. Rem squealed as her outfit flew from her body in burning scraps, while the flesh beneath it pulsed and rippled as it something were fighting to escape her skin. Waves of goosebumps rolled up and down her form; she hugged herself and moaned, trembling in terror. 

Under the light of the transmuter, her petite body trembled and started to warp: her boobs, so delicate, slowly swelled into a pair of gigantic melons jiggling with her panic. Her thighs and her buttcheeks bloated to match, lifting her up on the conveyor as her ass grew beneath her. Squeezing her new chest, she squealed, her eyes rolling back in something other than terror. 

With a sudden gasp, the once petite maid flew to her feet and thrust her erotic new chest forward, squeezing her boobs hard between her hands–her breasts had grown so large that instead of covering them, this merely served to emphasize them, making her tits look even bigger as she squished them together. 

Holding this pose, she froze, her fingers digging into her boobs and her face frozen in utter delight. The light tightened around her, forming two distinct pink planes, and like slices of bread they came together, squeezing her like the meat of a sandwich between them. 

Shushuka slipped a hand into her pants and groped her swollen shaft as she watched Rem flatten out. In seconds, the former maid had been reduced to nothing more than a sheet of paper emblazoned with her own lewdly-posed body. As the light faded, the new sheet hung in the air for several seconds before collapsing, automatically rolling into a neat little scroll on the conveyor. 

The belt whirred, carrying her back out into the open, where Shushu wasted no time in snatching her up and unrolling her. “Hehe, nyou came out great, nya! Nyou’re even sexier than I expected nyou to be!” Licking her lips, she skipped back to the other side of the transmuter, where Ram sat in tears, clearly assuming her sister was lost forever. 

“Hey, look!” cried Shushuka, thrusting the scroll in her face. “Look how well she came out, nya! Doesn’t she look sexy? Oooh, I think she’s calling nyour name!”

Ram trembled, giant tears falling from her eyes.

“Mmm, I bet nyou’d love to get nyour hands on her, wouldn’t nyou, nya? Well, too bad! Because she’s all mine! Nyahahahaha! Nyow, let’s get nyou in the machine as well! It wouldn’t make sense for me to only make one of nyou into erotic art, would it?” Giggling, she punched the console’s buttons again. 

Ram had just enough time to open her mouth in one last plea for mercy before the conveyor shot to the side and silenced her entirely. Vanishing into the transmuter, she tore at the belt, struggling to pull free, but in the end all she accomplished was making the whole experience more entertaining for Shushuka.

Smirking, Shushu tapped the button to begin. The transmuter purred into life with a startling crack, thunderous, and Ram screamed as its magic crashed into her. 

Surging through her body, the transmuter’s Juice scoured her maid uniform in a flash of pink fire, exposing the pale flesh, already twitching and rippling beneath. With a moan, Ram struggled to cover herself as her thighs thickened and her buttcheeks bloated and her little tits transformed into a pair of giant sacks, fat and jiggling. Moaning, she slapped her eyes tightly shut and squeezed herself as if trying to conceal them, though much like her sister she only managed to emphasize the obscene nature of her new bust. 

As her growth slowed, the transmuter grabbed her by the arms and wrenched her back to her feet, holding her tight as it spun her around and forced her to stick out her cheeks. Under its grip, she twisted, looking back over her shoulder and reaching back to grab her swollen new rear, squeezing her fingers deep, deep into the prodigious lumps of fat. With one last moan of lust, she froze entirely. 

Now the transmuter moved to flattening her, squishing her between two sheets of solidified light, much as it had Rem before her. In seconds, Ram was gone, replaced by a large sheet of paper painted with an image of her erotic new body posed for the maximum enjoyment of anyone who looked at her. 

Shushuka licked her lips.

Ram shrank a little, and with that the transmuter rolled her up and released her, dropping her to the conveyor, which promptly hauled her outside. 

Snatching her up, Shushu unrolled her and laughed in delight. The sight of Ram sticking her ass out and groping her breasts was everything she’d ever wanted out of her. 

Grinning, she turned to Fabiabot. “Hang these up for me,” she commanded, pressing them into the robot’s hands. 

As the machine whirled away to carry out her order, Shushuka dropped back into her chair and unzipped her fly. Slipping a hand into the latex of her skinsuit, she wrapped it around her enormous log of a cock and guided it out into the open, long and veined with a head like a monstrous mushroom. Already it was dripping, nursed to half-erection by the foreplay in the machine. Shivering, Shushu spun her chair around and kicked off the wall, sending herself flying across the room towards where Fabiabot was hanging her newest items. Slamming to a stop, she spun to face them. And grabbed her cock. 

There, on the wall, neatly displayed for her enjoyment, hung two beautiful former maids: one blue haired, one pink, both so egregiously swollen with fresh curves and assets that Shushuka’s cock couldn’t help but twitch at the sight of them. Wrapping a hand around it, she squeezed tight–but not too tight–and started to work herself slowly up and down, up and down, licking her lips even as her eyes bored into Ram’s swollen rear. 

As she pumped herself, she sent her psychic senses straight into the former maids’ flattened heads, savoring the rich horror and pleasure she felt trapped inside. Not only could the two girls-turned-decorations tell exactly what she was doing, but the nature of their transformation ensured that every pair of eyes that settled on their erotic little bodies would feel like a pair of hands digging deep into their curves and tickling their exposed clits, driving their minds to paroxysms of lust. 

She tightened her grip and pumped even harder, biting her lip as the pressure swelled in her loins, growing and growing, just ready to burst. Opposing her, Rem and Ram squealed in fresh terror and lust, unable to bear her looks and disgusted by her actions in equal measure. 

Ram! called Rem, voice thick with tears.

Rem! called Ram, filled with longing for her sister.

The one thing the transformation hadn’t left them with was the ability to hear each other, of course. They could hang there forever, separated by no more than an inch, and never know the other was present. 

At the thought, the pressure in Shushuka’s gut became unbearable. Tightening her grip, she pumped harder and harder, driving her cock to a new level of erection, so intensely hard, so rigidly-veined that nothing that had come before it could compare. 

Then, with one last sharp stroke, she drove herself over the limit. The dam burst; Shushuka’s cock exploded. Semen shot from her tip in a torrential deluge, endless, like an unblocked pipe after half a year of rain. It splattered the wall and her new scrolls, burying them both between a coating of salty slime and leaving them both to moan in disgust as it sank into their paper. 

Leaning back, Shushuka sighed in delight. “Nyaah~.”