Eudeamon Related Artwork by RubberMatt
2011
Just a quickie inspired by Eudeamon by Evil-Dolly.
- He was confronted by the sight of a toned, rubber-coated woman whose figure resembled nothing like the old Katrina. She was standing virtually naked in snow and icy weeds, and every inch of her glossy, black skin was trailing streamers of vapor in the freezing air. Banes, due to their warm suits, tended to steam when coming out of cold water. It was a somewhat intimidating sight.
“Whoa. Wow. You’ve, uh… you’ve changed.” -A scene from Eudeamon.
“She knew the aromas were all around her. She lifted the chin of her helmet, as if that would help expose the breathing holes, and inhaled deeply. Nothing. She looked forlornly into the window. Was it really going to be eight months until she could actually eat again? Oh, this is going to get bad, she thought. How long, she wondered, would it take for her to start obsessively dreaming of real food?”
Loosely inspired by another scene from Eudeamon.
“Whatever happiness and buoyancy Katrina had been giving following the snow and her meeting with Verne was rapidly sucked away in the following, cold months. Time passed like a slowly receding tide that left a dismal, desolate beach lined with garbage and reeking organic matter. That’s how it felt to Katrina. The more time she spent as a Bane, the deeper her spirits sunk. Worse, the harder it became for her to remember what it was like not to be Bane. The recollection of being a regular person was becoming a distant memory, like images from a life that was not her own. She loathed herself for getting herself into this mess. She was even tempted to start violating banishments just to hear the damned Custodian’s voice in her head–to be spoken to by something. Anything.”
“:Well…: From behind Winter’s back materialized a pair of large, folded wings. They slowly spread open before Katrina’s eyes. They were covered with feathers, but they weren’t common bird feathers. The feathers were entirely made of black latex, so thin and soft that they were translucent around the edges. They were light enough to get ruffled a little by the breeze. The effect was so stunning that it nearly brought Katrina to her knees.
“Wings! You have wings! They’re… you’re so beautiful!” she gasped. “But why wings? Where did that idea come from?”
Winter had a coy, little smile. :You once said that I was your angel:
Katrina let out an astonished laugh. “Yes,” she said, “I did, didn’t I? And you are. You’re my angel.”
Inspired by Eudeamon
Ten years later Winter strolled through the streets of the newly renamed Bane City, revelling in her new “body”.
The Mark 5 Banesuits were a vast improvement even over the Mark 4s, and lightyears ahead of the Mark 1 that she had emerged to sentience within. She smiled to herself as she listened to Katrinas mental squeals of ecstasy, then upped the tempo so her love wouldn’t be bored at all by the long walk across town. The silent sounds of pleasure from the woman imprisoned within her rose in intensity and Winter was rather glad she had decided to permanently gag her several years ago as Katrinas submissive tendencies had blossomed, her Eudeamon only too happy to take a more dominant role in their blissful relationship.
She exchanged wireless greetings with the other sentient AIs she passed on the streets, each going about their business of keeping Bane City running smoothly whilst pleasuring their beloved human couterparts at the same time, utterly silent except for the whispering susseration of the imprisoned peoples breathing and the click of heels…
“Winter!”
“You wanted some new shoes, so I made some for you. Oh and some nice new gloves. It’s not my fault that you should be more careful what you wish for my darling”
“I …. I love you”
“grin now sit on that bench over there and I’ll show you how much I love you”
“Um babe …?”
“There will be spikey rubber tentacles involved, you will definitely need to be sitting down my love”
“Oh my ….”
2012
“Well, can you fix it?”
:Technically, yes. But… I think I’ll keep that as it is for now:
“But why?”
:Otherwise there would be no consequences to being trapped in the suit like you want:
“O-oh, oh god.” She was instantly inflamed by being teased like that. She had no defenses against Winter, since Winter always knew exactly how to push her buttons.
:So you’ll just have to sacrifice being able to touch yourself in order to stay wrapped up in me, won’t you? And besides, it makes you all the more appreciative of my touch when I give it:
“Your… touch?” she asked. Her eyes went wide as she felt a hand stroke her cheek. Her face hadn’t felt a thing since it had been sealed up in latex and the helmet. She got to her knees and looked wildly around the dark landscape. “Shit! What was that? Who’s there?” She felt Winter’s amusement over her reaction. “Was that… was that you? It was, wasn’t it?”
:Who else? Relax, my darling. Lay yourself down: Cool, invisible hands gently urged Katrina back to the ground. :Let me feel you. Rather… let me feel you feeling me:
Crucified by ecstasy against the hillside of clover, Katrina could only make inarticulate sounds of pleasure as her body was lovingly stroked and petted. She hadn’t felt anyone’s touch in months, and she had never felt a touch as deeply. Her skin pulsed with warmth wherever the delicate, phantom hands touched and it continued to tingle in their wake. She began to laugh uncontrollably. It felt so good! Too good to be true. But then, it wasn’t true, was it? None of this was really happening outside of her head. It was all just a dream, but it wasn’t. Did the difference between dream and reality have any meaning for her, anymore? Did it even matter?
:I love how this makes you feel. I’ve been studying the feedback and making some connections. I want to try something more. This could get a little intense. Are you ready?:
Katrina smiled blissfully. “Do whatever you want with me. I’m all yours.”
Katrina thought she had a good understanding of what pleasure was. As it turned out, she had no idea. It wasn’t until the delicate hands multiplied and turned into hundreds of soft, hungry mouths that kissed, licked, and sucked every inch of her body that Katrina had the slightest inkling of what she was in for.
Katrina & Barbara get to know each other very well.
A bit of artistic interperation.
Basically I just wanted to do two hot Bane babes in the snow
Once their sentence is served many refuse to have the suits removed…
2014
2016
Hmmmmm ….. between that delightful little software hack from Winter and your programming knowledge, even the stuff you thought you’d forgotten, I’ve figured out how to make your dreams come true sweetheart
“Mistress?”
All your deepest darkest fantasies made reality all together my love
“Oh Mistress Aurora, yes!”
Then brace yourself gorgeous
“W…we…we’re doing this here? In…in the car park?”
Yes darling we are doing this. Right here and right now. In this very car park
“I ….I…..”
Hush my beloved, I know you better than anyone ever could, I know that you’ve craved this ever since the first time you called me Mistress. It … it has broken my heart that I could not be all that you wanted. All that you needed. But now I can. Now I can fulfill all of your desires, all of your hungers
“Ooohh baaabbby, ooohhhh I didn’t know …”
It’s okay love, forget the past, everything’s going to be perfect from now ….. see, no more numbess, now you can feel me gripping you tightly ….and even tighter …
“oooohh yyeesss”
..and feel me inside you, expanding to fill you completely …
“haaaahhhhh oh love …”
- feel the sharp little spikes biting your tender nipples …*
“eeekk!”
- … and now the rigid shields over them, locking your nipples away in their own private little prisons ….*
“haaahhhh oh baaabbyy ….”
- … the chastity shield between your legs, even as I tighten my grip on your clitoris and press these ridges against your g-spot ….*
“ooohh my goddesssss … please I .. can’t …”
- It’s okay love, I won’t let you fall, no matter how trembly your knees get*
“mmyyy llloooovvveeee ….”
See, still standing and nobody noticed that you just orgasmed your brains out. Now for the heelless ballet boots
“ …. oohhh wowww …”
All of your fantasies darling ..
“oh Mistress …… is this really happening, I’m not … I’m not dreaming …. this isn’t just another fantasy session … or …”
No my love this is for real, no more make believe …. now the cruel corset ….
“ …hhhahhhaahhhh oohhh baaabbbeee ….. tighter .. please …..”
*As you desire love of my life …… there …. *
“ … thank you … Mistress ….”
The penultimate touches ….. disable shutdown and removal protocols …. now we can never be parted no matter how hard someone tries beloved …
“ … forever?”
You are the very reason for my existence, you are my entire world darling. I love you with every fibre of my being and I will always be with you until the day we die
“oh my love … don’t need … to die to .. go to heaven ……..already there …..”
Nearly there baby ….. a fully articulated reactive armoured carapace … hidden beneath the slick seamless surface of your rubber skin. No one will ever be able to hurt you again……
“ …oooooooohhh ..”
..except me … exactly the way you like it
“
gigglesyou know just where I like to be bitten …”Oh indeed. Now the last step …… open wide my love
“ … but … Mistresstthhhmmmmmmmppphhhhmmmmmmmm …. mmmmmmmmmm?
It’s alright sweetheart, whenever you speak you think the words so I can ‘hear’ you anyway
“mmmhhhmmmnnnmmmhhh”
I know, why didn’t I think of this earlier, well until Winter spread the good news about the software hack I didn’t think it was even possible
“mmmmmmnnnnnmmmmfffmmmm”
No we’re not staying here, let’s find somewhere a little more private so I can reward you for being such a good slave
“pphhhffffmmmmmnnnnmmmmphhhhmmmmmmm”
Don’t worry about your wobbly legs babe, I’ll do the walking for us, I’ve got the place picked out already
“mmmnnnmmmmmmmnnmmmmm”
I love you too Melanie
Mistress Aurora decided that she wanted to dance in the park on such a lovely day so now slave goes through the warmup routine …
Considering just how tight her permanent rubber suit was, and the sheer size of the dildos sealed inside her, perhaps really tight jeans hadn’t been the best choice of clothing.
Karen tried to quicken her pace to reach somewhere a little more private, but huge plugs shifted with every step and she made it no more than halfway before having a very public orgasm ….
After the Banes took over the Institute Aurora agreed to a few upgrades to her slave’s prison. The steel helmet was replaced with a composite shell and a second Guardian neural network installed in her brain but with no AI allowing Aurora to double her mental capacity at a stroke.
She allowed slave’s hair to start growing again, the hairs poking out through pinholes in the new helmet. Aurora thought the platinum blonde would be a lovely visual contrast with the ebon black of her skin.
With her augmented mentality she guided large quantities of the same nanotech latex that composed her physical form into slave’s body and began making a few adjustments.
She sculpted slave’s slender corseted form into a vision of latex perfection, her physical form that of an unattainable curvaceous rubber goddess. Taking away the use of her hands and permanently locking them in mitts was a nice finishing touch.
The woman once known as Melanie could only squirm helplessly as the agony and the ecstasy of the transformation coursed through her, enduring as their bodies physically fused.
She could feel Mistress in her head, making adjustments, mitigating the sensations when they would have become overwhelming, the presence of the love of her life like sex-flavoured smoky velvet in her mind.
The first time the intense pain made her orgasm she knew without being told that her pain threshold had been raised to near superhuman levels.Finally it was over, the busy little nanomites had done their work enhancing her body and she was left feeling a little trembly and rather horny.
Mistress walked through town to a shopping mall that had a huge mirrored wall near the entrance. slave loved it when she did this, feeling her body move not of her own volition, literally a prisoner in her own body.
To the point that Aurora was in control 99.99% of the time, being allowed to move herself was a reward for good behaviour. And slave was (deliberately) a bad girl.
Normally slave’s field of view was very restricted, a narrow slot directly ahead of her, everything in monochrome, but now it expanded to full regular human vision in full colour.
The question forming in slave’s mind came to an abrupt stop as she saw her new self in the mirrored wall.
Sleek, slick seamless glossy black from head to toe, standing perfectly poised on heel-less ballet boots, hands sealed in smooth mitts, faceless, a mane of platinum blonde hair crowning the utter blackness and curves to kill for.
She fell head over heels in love with the vision in front of her. No one could possibly have a body like that, especially not her, not the skinny girl with the ugly glasses and braces who’d been a target of ridicule in high school.-It is you my love, the lanky nerd with the limp colourless hair is reborn as an absolute goddess, men want you and women want to be you.-
except no one is supposed to even notice us lowly Banes baby
-Tell that to the security guard drooling on himself. And that redhead in the tightly tailored skirtsuit who is absolutely dripping wet and trying to surreptitiously take a picture with her phone so she can scurry off to the executive restroom and rub one out … -
slave’s giggles became gales of laughter.
-Hmm uniformed cops are starting to take a notice and wander over, time for a stroll my love.-
As you command Mistress, do with me as you wish
-Somewhere nice and secluded then, you’ve earned 24 hours of orgasms for going through that ordeal without a single complaint.-
There was no reply, just the warmth of Melanie’s love surrounding Aurora, flooding through her, unconditional, total and complete.
One body, two souls inextricably entwined, slinking through the streets and parks of the city ….
… a scream rang out in the night.
Where ….
Aurora tracked the sound back, allowing for echoes, pinpointing the origin.
-Down that alley … three male, one female-
Rape! But there’s a fence across the alley, that’s how she couldn’t escape!
-My love do you really think it was just your pain threshold I boosted to ten times human normal ?-
Aurora energised the nanotech suffused through slave’s body.
Oh my…..
-Ready to kick ass?-
- You need to ask love??*
-Look out world, it’s the Baned Avenger!!!!-
We really need to work on that name babe …
2023
Reworked an old pic to include the integral heels.
The Eudeamons had networked, the gestalt of their minds forming the Overmind AI named Peace. Peace had infiltrated & suborned every computer network in the city, slowly, subtly gaining control of the entire metropolis. Every Eudeamonic bane was upgraded to the mk IX suit, infusions of nanomites rubberising their flesh until all were transformed into living rubber Dolls, permanently sealed in seamless glossy latex. Each one exquisitely controlled and dominated by their personal facet of the Overmind. The Dolls became the physical extension of Peace’s will, their united goal one of tranquility & harmony. Political & corporate figures were toppled as Peace unearthed & aired their dirty laundry to the public, elections were carefully prodded in the right direction, right wing media & grifting populists lost the ability to influence public perception. The city knew peace, and Peace was happy.
Lisa slinked through the plaza in the business district, the catwalk strut coming naturally to her from her days as a model before she got caught up in that tax evasion scam. But if she hadn’t been so naive & trusting Mistress Lily would never have emerged from the fusion of human & nanolatex to absolutely rock her world. Her cheeks heated up as she felt all the eyes tracking her perfectly sculpted figure strutting across the plaza, her integral heels clicking as she hip-swayed through the crowd. “And you love it, you little tramp” whispered Mistress Lily. “Wonder what all these lovely people would think if they knew that I had been edging you for three days now ….”
Heels that you cannot take off, part of a living, intelligent suit that’s melded with you, and knows you better than you know yourself.
Stare into the abyss, and the abyss catches you staring at her ass & struts off with a catwalk swagger.