Some Robotic Fun (OC Robotification)

“I’m almost disappointed I’ll be heading back to school- er, my own agency, soon.” Soma said as she walked down the street. “I hope that I wasn’t too much trouble…”

“It was fun having you here!” Natsuki assured her, “If you weren’t, I wouldn’t have offered the farewell shopping trip!”

It was a beautiful day for a shopping trip, which was why Natsuki had picked it out on the spur of the moment. Soma, the exchange magical girl from overseas, was going back home in a week. While Soma and Natsuki had spent a significant portion of the former’s time here as a chicken-girl and an americanized farmhand, respectively, they’d still ended up making friends and it wouldn’t feel right to let her go without a proper send off.

So Natsuki had stopped by the place Soma was staying with some cash in her wallet, and practically dragged her out to go shopping. So far, it had been a fruitful venture, and both girls had acquired some new clothes. Now, though, they were getting out of the more ritzy areas of the district and into a place that Soma didn’t recognize…

“What is this place?” she asked, as they passed a little pawn shop advertising magical artifacts, and a stage where a performer performed dazzling tricks for a rapt crowd. There were oddities and curiosities all around the street, and Soma wasn’t sure where she should look…

“Well, Matsushita’s full of magic, right? Well, not all of it is in the hands of villains and crazy people, so not all of it is illegal.” Natsuki said, waving cheerfully to the magician. He waved back, his handkerchief transforming into doves as he did. “It’s… well, you know how the law took ages to really wrap its head around the internet? That’s kinda happening here, but with magic. The laws and judges and all haven’t really caught up to the idea of magic being real. Strictly speaking, a lot of this stuff isn’t technically legal, but it’s not technically illegal either. Most physical magic isn’t really all that bad as long as you don’t use it without the target’s consent, though mental’s out and out off the table except for some very narrow use cases.”

Soma nodded, wondering at how nonchalant Natsuki was describing something so fantastical. “I kinda wanna try something…” she said after a bit. “A shop, I mean, see if there’s anything interesting to try before I go.”

“Sure!” Natsuki said, scanning the sides of the street for anything promising. “Let’s go with…” she closed her eyes and stuck her hand out with pointer finger outstretched, before spinning in place a few times. When she stopped, she opened her eyes and said “This one!” at the one she’d ended up pointing at.

The streets surrounding the building were actually reasonably clean, but they didn’t look like it in comparison to the place Natsuki had picked by chance. The storefront was gleaming metal and glass, windows into a place that looked like a science fiction movie set. “Ooooh, I wonder what’s in there?” Natsuki asked, before taking Soma’s hand and practically dragging her to the shop.

Once inside, a woman perked up. “Welcome to Dream Robotics! You may call me Kizuna.” The woman said cheerfully. She was dressed in sleek, form fitting clothing, with a black bodysuit underneath it. The pale green visor over her eyes emphasized the sci-fi style of the place, and also seemed to be conveying real information as lights flashed over it for a moment. “I detect that this is your first time visiting us. Can I interest you in a brochure, as well as an explanation of the services we offer?”

“Sure! What do you do here?” Natsuki asked, taking one of the brochures and passing another to Soma.

“Dream Robotics is a company on the cutting edge, merging magic and technology to make the dreams of tomorrow a reality today!” Kizuna said, “We offer many different models or robotics for whatever one may wish to use. Our most popular models take the form of lovers and personal assistants, but our extensive catalogue contains synthetic companions for any need. Our extensive customization options allow the consumer to customize their new robot to their personal preferences.”

Soma flipped through the brochure, raising an eyebrow at the variety in there. She wasn’t kidding - they had everything, up to and including armed bodyguard robots. As she flipped through, she kept a thumb on a couple pages she was interested in, as she came to an interesting part near the back… “What’s this ‘try it before you buy it’ thing? I don’t know how that’d work with robots…”

“It’s quite simple, really. We seek to give prospective customers the fullest experience of what their new companion will be like, so they can make an informed, confident purchase. In the name of this policy of transparency, we allow our customers to sample the products in the most direct fashion that can be imagined. Our state of the art magitech allows us to turn a human completely into the robot of their choice while keeping their mind intact, letting them have personal experience with whatever model they show interest in. It is an incredibly enjoyable experience to most, and some elect to remain robots with our very generous offer to let them work off the new body. I myself am a sterling example of the success of this policy; I have never been happier than I have been since taking on this robotic form.”

Natsuki wrapped an arm around Soma’s shoulder and leaned in close. “So, are you thinking what I am?” she said in a low voice, although the robot could probably still hear.

“...Knowing you, it’s going to be volunteering to be transformed.” Soma said, although she had a smile as she did. She really didn’t mind transformations, conceptually. The idea of just being something else for a while was actually really fun, and she’d like to find a few chances to do it without consequences. Problem being, most of the time transformation was on the table, it was because a villain was doing it… although, that hadn’t so far seemed to stop Natsuki at all.

“Aww, am I really that predictable? But yes that’s exactly what it is. It’ll be fun, I saw a cute catgirl maid-bot type look while I was flipping through, I’m sure you saw something you’d like to try out.”

“I don’t know… is this even legal?” Soma asked. Even as she said it, though, she did flip to one of the weirder forms she’d seen...

“I mean, if it’s purely physical and we agree to it, there’s probably not a law against it…” Natsuki said. “How long is the, uh, trial period?” she asked the receptionist.

“One week.” Kizuna replied, patiently waiting for them to finish.

“Perfect, thanks.” She turned back to Soma. “Do it, turn back before you leave?”

Soma considered refusing… but Natsuki was so enthusiastic, and she had seen one form that she’d like to try. “You know, with my luck, this will be a front for some mad roboticist…” she said. Natsuki looked disappointed for a second, until Soma continued. “I’ll go with this lamia-looking robot form…”

Natsuki grinned, and turned to the receptionist. “We’d like to use the trial periods, please!”

“Of course!” Kizuna said. “If you’ve settled all you need to before we begin, we can go to the back room now.”

“Sure, we’re good to go.” Natsuki said, then she and Soma followed the human-looking robot through a set of doors and into the back of the shop. While one might have expected a normal themed shop to have a more mundane space in the back where customers wouldn’t usually see, Dream Robotics seemed to keep up it’s sci-fi theme all the way through. There were more robot women as well, although these ones didn’t bother to look human like Kizuna did.

Kizuna came to a stop and bowed slightly. As she did so, a hologram shimmered into being in front of her. “I can take them from here, Kizuna. You can go back to the front desk.”

“Of course, Lily.” Kizuna said, spinning on her heel and returning the way she came.

“Now, you girls are the ones that wanted the trial period?” The hologram said. She looked like a polite woman in a business suit, with blonde hair tied back in a prim bun and half-rimmed glasses.

“That’s us~!” Natsuki said.

“Y-Yeah… you are?” Soma asked.

“Lily. Consider me an… assistant AI. I’m here to help confirm your choices and oversee the process.”

“Wow, I didn’t realize AIs were so advanced here…” Soma said.

“Most aren’t. But some in Matsushita are, what with the marriage of magic and technology becoming more and more common here. I’ve heard some are even running businesses. Crazy world you humans live in these days, huh?” She waved her hand in the air, and digital pages outlined in blue appeared in front of her. “Walk with me.”

The girls followed the AI as she strode down the hall, while a pair of robots - these ones the helmeted ‘bodyguard’ model that Soma had seen in the brochure - fell in behind them. “Are they worried about anything?”

“Assistants. I have no physical body, after all, I need some girls to help me out sometimes.” Lily waved the question off. “Now what were these choices… interesting, a type-3 catgirl chassis for one of you, huh?”

“That was mine~!” Natsuki chimed in.

“Charming. It’s a very versatile model, with both maid and pet personality presets, and the functionality to play both roles well.” Lily said. “Do you have a master or mistress in mind for your trial period?”

“Ehehe, sure do~” Natsuki giggled.

“Hikari probably won’t find it as fun as you do, Natsuki.” Soma gently chided, though she was still smiling.

“And that means you went with the lamia model. That’s a bit of a kinky one if I’m being honest, but it’s well equipped for the task - it has an experimental larger-on-the-inside construction with magic, so it’s well suited to certain sexual fantasies.”

Soma blushed fiercely, but nodded. If she was going ahead with getting transformed, might as well have fun with it…

Lily led the pair to a large room, containing half a dozen different machines. The two robots following them walked up to a pair of the machines and pressed a few buttons, causing them to open up with the hiss of escaping air. “The transformation pods will make the process quick and efficient. Please step inside.” Lily said.

Natsuki and Soma complied, stepping into their respective pods. They slid closed after them. “Please stand still while you’re scanned. It’s for your own safety, testing for interfering magic or anomalies, don’t worry about it.”

Green lights in both of the pods blinked to life, shooting out ghostly beams that traced across each girl’s skin. As the scans finished, Lily’s expression changed, twisting to a mix of disappointment and disgust. “Mmmh. Not enough power, from either of them. They’d hardly host a third of me. The magical girl has a bit, so add her to the soldier’s ranks. The other one would be best as a maid unit. What kind of girls are they letting become magical these days, so weak...”

“Yes Mistress. Beginning procedure.” the two robots said in unison, before hitting some buttons on their control panels.

That was about when Soma realized something was up. But before she could act, or even transform, mechanical arms shot from the sides of the machine and restrained her, while she felt sharp pricks on her feet. At that feeling, her eyes fluttered and she slumped, unable to keep herself standing anymore as a result of the sedative. Natsuki didn’t fare any better, although she also didn’t resist at all. “Hehe… guess you weren’t wrong, huh Soma…” she managed, as she too slumped over in the machine.

Soma was… vaguely aware as she felt the transformation begin, magitech nanobots swarming from the sites of injection and getting to work. It went from the bottom up, as the injectors had been hidden by small panels in the floor of the pod. Her feet were already silver and the metallic sheen crept up her legs quickly and thoroughly. As it went, her clothes weren’t uninfluenced, being quickly devoured by the nanites and repurposed into more mass. Even on top of the silver of her new skin was a second layer, a bodysuit not unlike that of Soma’s heroic alter ego but in a different color.

Natsuki was in much the same state, though she was letting herself enjoy it more. She had been taken, she was going to be some crazy AI’s robot slave for a bit, why not look to the bright side? Much like Soma’s, her transformation had quickly progressed up her legs. As it reached her hips and more specifically, crotch, she let out an involuntary moan. Wherever the silver covered, it wasn’t just an external change, but internal - her insides weren’t exempt from the nanites scouring her body of biological material. Internal organs were converted, becoming the shapeless mass that would be turned into their replacement steel and circuitry, blood vessels and nerves replaced with wires conducting electricity across the body. Her street clothes changed as well, although in a rather different way to Soma’s. Her shoes merged with her feet, becoming built-in high heels, although keeping the black coloration. Her pants also changed, thinning and tightening as they turned into black stockings.

Soma wanted to activate her powers and escape, but as the metal crept up from her hips across her gut, it was harder and harder. She felt that even had she not been sedated, at this point it’d be a futile effort. Everywhere that had been converted so far was no longer responding to her at all, the complex circuitry incompatible with the bio-computer of the human brain. Nevermind that it felt… really good. So good that it was hard to remember why she wanted to stop it in the first place. The silvered bodysuit kept climbing, giving the robot in the making a shred of modesty as it converted her frilly dress to the silver armor that would coat her new form. As it claimed her chest, bumping up her bust size even as it solidified and stiffened, she could feel her heart and lungs melt away into biomass, only to be reformed into a magi-tech power generator in an instant.

Natsuki giggled softly in her stupor as the metal claimed her own bust, giving it a boost just like Soma’s as she changed. Her outfit was a bit different, her top being reformed into a black blouse and white apron as it made it clear exactly what she was becoming. This was further emphasized as it took her arms, and she could feel the creation of assorted tools and devices for her future purposes inside of them - ranging from mops and brooms to certain phallic, vibrating objects.

The metal crept up both of their necks at the same time, smoothing away imperfections as their faces were washed over in silver. Their vision winked out as their eyes were taken, turned into cameras with LEDs waiting for a connection to a computer. Their hair was swiftly taken as well, freezing into solid silver masses indistinguishable from the rest of the robots before being quickly restyled, Soma’s becoming short and well managed while Natsuki’s was nearly down the middle of her back in a businesslike ponytail. Barcodes and unit numbers emblazoned themselves upon each girl’s cheek, Natsuki being branded as ‘M-045’ and Soma as “S-006”.

The final physical changes came quickly, as the metal reached their brains. There was a moment of nothing for each of them when their brains melted into biomass, but consciousness returned as they each were given a new artificial computer in their places. The new machine minds made rapid connections to the rest of their bodies, blue lights flickering on in their eyes as they activated. Natsuki’s clothes finished up by crowning her with a white-metal maid’s cap, while a mirrored helmet marked with her serial number formed around Soma’s head.

They both became aware of the data ports in the backs of their heads just as the machine connected to them, and promptly cut power to both bots until it could properly reprogram them.

The machine quickly analyzed their minds for anything useful as it copied them over to the mainframe - most human minds were useless, but it took nothing but storage space to keep them around as backups in case they found something relevant to one. There wasn’t much, and it flagged 97% of both for deletion from their new AI minds. Natsuki and Soma quickly ceased to be, as their personalities, memories, their very identities were simply deleted from their bodies like the irrelevant data they were.

There was something potentially interesting in there. Both knew someone that the conversion pods noted would be of interest to Lily, and she was forwarded the files as the machines got to work installing their new programming.

Natsuki - or rather, M-045, as it couldn’t really be considered Natsuki anymore - gained several different sets of directives and programs. The new gynoid would be useful in any number of situations, from cleaning, to secretary work, to sexual relief if so needed. It’s most vital function, however, came with the stores of nanobots kept in the reservoirs of it’s expanded bust, and the identity presets stored alongside her own new mind - it would be a mobile conversion unit, capable of changing people wherever it was without having to bring them back to Dream Robotics. A simple personality was installed, with the appropriate amount of submission for a maid robot, along with a dose of professionalism and a backup personality for if her more sensual functions ever came to be needed.

S-006, on the other hand, got comparatively simple programming. It was a soldier bot. That was the beginning, middle, and end of it’s description, it’s purpose in life. It didn’t need a personality to carry out it’s tasks, so it didn’t get one. What it got was a crash course in combat training and weapon usage, along with proper combat uses of the stores of magic that it still had from the long-gone magical girl used to create it.

The pods slid open with a hiss of escaping air, and the two new robots stepped out. S-006 saluted Lily. “S-006 awaiting orders.” The combat gynoid said in a machine monotone.

“M-045, ready to serve, Mistress.” The maid-bot said in turn.

Lily nodded, grinning a bit. They were inadequate vessels for her, but she still loved to see disgusting, fleshy humans remolded into beautiful machines. She had enough for a bit of… aggressive expansion of the company, now. And, perusing the backed up files of the deleted girls, she saw an interesting potential vessel… “Soldier units 1 through 6, Maid units 30 through 45. I have some orders for you…”

“So what do you actually plan to do?” Hikari asked.

“Bad things. Research on how to resolve our little issue. Stuff like that.” Izanami said.

“You always say that, but you never actually do bad things.” Hikari pointed out. “You turn a few people into minions for a little bit at most. I wonder, am I rubbing off on you a bit, maybe turning you just a little bit good~?”

“As if! It’s just hard to set up a proper scheme when I can’t control my body half the time. These things need constant attention and care, and I could hardly leave them to you.” Izanami scoffed, rolling her eyes.

Izanami’s turn in the driver’s seat had finally arrived, and it couldn’t have come soon enough. She hadn’t had control in an even longer time than usual, since Hikari had ended up transformed for even longer than usual and that form had milked out her magic too regularly for Izanami to actually gather herself and take control. But finally, she’d been able to do it, and was looking forward to a good day of bad deeds.

She was going out looking for Natsuki to get started. The young woman was more than a little strange, of course, but her natural devotion meant she didn’t really need to be brainwashed so hard and was thus rather more mentally competent than most minions. She’d mentioned going out shopping with Soma to Hikari earlier, so the villainess decided she might as well nab a second minion to go with the first while she was at it. But as she was approaching the shopping district, she saw people running away already.

“Hey, you there!” She called to a man running towards her. “What’s going on back there?” He didn’t slow, and Izanami shrugged, whipped out her staff, and sent a quick white beam at him. In a flash, the man was gone, replaced by one of Izanami’s usual minions - a cute, very much female sci-fi style miko in a mask. “I don’t like repeating myself.”

The newly made miko saluted. “Yes, my goddess! There’s a bunch of robot villains rampaging just a few blocks down! The cowards are running from them!”

Izanami sighed. “...That explains why she didn’t answer my call, I suppose.”

“Oh, what’re you going to do? Fight them? Save the day? Like a magical girl~?” Hikari said. She didn’t currently have control of the body, but Izanami could feel her shit eating grin. “I can see your thoughts, I know you will~”

“If they’ve taken my chief minion, then that is a personal affront. I do not simply allow other villains to take my minions without a fight.” Izanami said sharply.

“Sure, sureee~” Hikari said, “Not because you want to help her or others, not at all~”

Izanami decided it was best not to dignify that with a response. She set off towards the direction people had been running from, blasting a few more people into minions on her way so that they could help. She was powerful, sure, especially with Hikari’s seemingly endless reserves of magic, but she was still more of a minion-master villain than a straight up fighter.

It wasn’t long before Izanami and the dozen or so people she’d minionized on the flight over found their targets. Eight gynoids in silver combat suits and face-concealing helmets were rampaging around what had been a street fair, while around twenty more robots in maid outfits were following in their wake. It was obvious that it was more than they started with, as the maidbots transformed people left behind by the soldiers into more robots - mostly more maids, but occasionally a soldier as well.

Izanami focused on one in particular - a maid robot with the serial number 045 on her cheek. That one had clearly been Natsuki a while ago, although it seemed more likely than not that it wasn’t anymore. She couldn’t see the other one, Soma, so she was probably one of the soldiers. “Attention, soulless machines.” Izanami shouted, her voice carrying over the street. The robots looked at her as one unit, glowing blue eyes laser focused. “You have some things that belong to me. Turn over Natsuki and-” She was planning to be nice, let the villain do their own thing once she handed over Izanami’s minions. But the soldier units shot some blasts of magical energy from their arm at her, splattering against the shield Izanami quickly raised. “...Very well then. Have it your way. Minions! Subdue them!” She punctuated the command with a blast of magic to one of the soldier bots, sending it flying.

It was an all out brawl between the soldier-bots and Izanami’s minions. On the whole, the robots were notably more powerful than Izanami’s minions - but there were more of those minions, and perhaps more importantly, Izanami herself was an order of magnitude stronger. But the soldier-robots had been created from people with magical potential, while Izanami’s minions were random people off the street.

Still, if it had been a straight fight, Izanami and her minions against the robots, it wouldn’t have been close. But it wasn’t a straight fight. The maids didn’t stop converting people, adding more soldiers to the ranks. And whenever a robot got blown away the maidbots were on them, providing them with a strange silvery liquid that seemed to repair them nearly instantly.

As it was, the mikos got worn down, and even Izanami started taking the odd hit. When the maids started to swarm Izanami’s minions and convert them too, though, the situation became untenable. “Maybe we should go…” Hikari suggested, “Get some other magical girls to help?”

“No.” Izanami said flatly. Izanami was far too prideful to flee from a fight - she kept blasting and blasting the incoming robots, and they kept coming. And eventually, even she was overwhelmed, falling beneath blast after blast from the robots.

When she returned to consciousness, she was surprised to find herself still human. She’d expected to be subsumed into the growing ranks of robots. Which hadn’t happened… yet, at least.

“Ah, you’re finally up. Welcome to Dream Robotics, Hikari. My name is Lily.” A feminine voice said. An ethereal, blue-tinted woman was standing in front of Izanami. Izanami moved to blast her, but her arms were locked in place and her staff nowhere to be seen.

“Thank you!” Hikari said cheerfully, though she couldn’t actually control the body to say that.

“Izanami.” Izanami corrected. “Not Hikari.”

“Ah, that’s right. M-045’s former self did have some memories about that. No matter. In a short time, you will be neither. I considered having you converted out in the field, but decided that I wanted to have a more… personal, touch in this matter.” Lily said. Izanami looked around, finding that she’d been trapped inside a machine. “After all, I could hardly miss the creation of my own body. S-006, begin the procedure.”

The soldier drone outside of the machine saluted, and started pressing buttons. Izanami felt several pricks across her body, before going limp in her restraints. She tried to gather herself - it was clear the hologram was the boss, so if she could find the AI and shut it down, she won - but she could no longer move, let alone work up enough magic to blast free before the conversion began.

The metal spread quickly, from multiple injection sites across her lower body. Lily had no intention of allowing Izanami enough time to magic herself free, and such sped up the initial transformation. Silver washed over her body in a wave, claiming her lower body before she had time to realize what was going on. She groaned as she felt the organs down there melt away to make room for their synthetic replacements, her blood replaced with oil as her skin became steel.

Anger spiked in Izanami as she felt the pleasure of the transformation. This woman whose mind consisted of 1s and 0s thought she could subdue a powerful villainess with a bit of sexual arousal? It was insulting, that was what it was. The anger served as a focus to her magic, and even without a focus like her staff, she managed to send a blast out that cracked the glass of the containment chamber and pushed through. If Lily had been physically present, she would have been blasted away - as it was, her hologram form rippled before reforming. “Increase dosage.” she commanded her drone.

More injectors came out, further sedating Izanami and adding more nanobots to the mix. Her clothes vanished in the blink of an eye, subsumed into the nanobot swarm, while torso was coated in silver, and the metal started down her arms. It crawled up her neck, starting in on her face as her head slumped over. The silver washed over her hair, solidifying it as one piece without the white-with-a-black-streak coloring that showed it was Izanami in control. That sort of distinction wouldn’t be relevant for long, as it coated her face, her eyes shifting to the same robotic cameras as the others, her brain melting down to provide material for her new computer and AI.

Before Izanami could take advantage of the new unified robotic form to try to break free again, the cable shot out and plugged into her neck, cutting the new gynoid’s power. Lily breathed a sigh of relief as she started to sort through her memories, looking for anything useful. She raised a virtual eyebrow when she saw that M-045 hadn’t just been a delusional human - there really were two people in there.

She backed up their data to the mainframe - they might be useful for picking targets. Then she unceremoniously deleted the both of them from the body, erasing all identity from the gynoid. It was neither Izanami nor Hikari, anymore, just an empty robot, without even the basic programming provided to the drones. But it wouldn’t stay that way for long…

More connectors slotted themselves in across the body as Lily dismissed her hologram, and began the transfer. It wasn’t long before she opened her eyes, and stepped out of the conversion chamber with her new body. “Ah… it’s nice to be able to feel, now.” she said as the robots in the room saluted her. “But it needs a bit of work. I can’t properly use the body’s power like this…”

As administrator of the network, Lily had rather more control over her nanobots than even the conversion-focused maidbots. She could make her new body look however she pleased. Moreover… unlike the other robots, the nanobots hadn’t just done the initial conversion. For the drones, maids, and others, they simply turned the target into a robot and deactivated. But for Lily, they did a lot more - her body was made of those nanobots.

With an effort of will, she commanded the nanobots to remake her form to her liking. To an outside observer, she would seem to momentarily dissolve where she stood, particles scattering to the wind like dust. But this impression was soon corrected as the nanobots began to glow purple, the glow of energy and light forming the vague shape of a woman. Her long, well proportioned legs, her curvy bottom and waist, her ample breasts, piece by piece they formed her appearance. Lily didn’t need all that metal - she had magic, and having it so directly exposed to the world would only help her use it.

Of course, she didn’t need to be a pure energy being to use magic - that would be inefficient. The nanobots that had initially dispersed began to return, forming themselves into golden metal plates that began to attach themselves across her body. Greaves so she could touch the ground with her feet, gauntlets so she could interact with the world physically. Metallic wings sprouted from her back to both assist her in flying, and in fighting with the cannons they ended in, focusing chambers for magical blasts.

Some armor plates formed around her waist and framed her bust, followed by a set around her hips. The final touches were a silver mask with open eye-holes that gave a window into the purple magical energy of her main body, wreathed with a golden crown and metallic hair. This part, she’d have to admit, was a primarily aesthetic choice. But she was practically a machine goddess, who would refuse her a bit of fun while she made her new body?

“Ah… perfection…” she said, looking over her completed body. It was better than she could hope for. What luck, that some random pervert who’d wandered in had known someone powerful enough to host her! Maybe she’d reward the maid unit with a real identity sometime. If she could be bothered to remember which one it had been; it wasn’t a very important distinction, as all the robots were subservient to her and each model had fairly similar personality traits.

“Now then… I think it’s about time I test this body…” Lily said as she stepped out of Dream Robotics for the first time, taking in the open air. She would have some fun now, taking over more and more people… expanding the company beyond the wildest dreams of her creator, long forgotten amongst the ranks of her servants. But first… she perused the memories of the original owners of her bodies, and selected a few first targets...

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Commission from an anonymous individual of their OC and some of mine getting robotified!