Nanotech Abuse by RubberMatt
So after a couple of months I went back to the nanotech theme I’d toyed with earlier, this time it was no grey goo outbreak that can’t have a happy ending for anyone.
This time it’s the research department at a big corporation, there had been some over-sensationalised incidents at smaller research companies that had cut too many corners in pursuit of return on investment, the research project had been going on a long time but with no appreciable results and the shareholders were nervous.
So the board made the decision to axe the project and reassign personnel & resources to related projects that had been proven safe and could generate a return on investment.
Research manager Natalie Phillips cursed them all as a bunch of short-sighted greedy idiots. From the early days as a lowly research assistant up to her position as project manager she’d pursued this goal, dedicating her career to it, sacrificing two marriages to it. Now these idiots were going to take it away from her and force her to work on making smart clothes or something even more mind dulling.
The worst part was that the project had produced results, but with the military industrial complex sniffing around for anything they could weaponise she had deliberately supressed those results. Now that caution and humanitarianism was going to turn around and bite her in the arse.
Natalie carefully weighed her options, the pre-nuptials for her brace of marriages meant that she still had the modest inheritance from her grandparents, she lived quite frugally so her salary had built up nicely in her bank account, her savings account had also built up to a respectable amount and her pension fund was similarily in nice shape. In short she could retire now and live more than comfortably for the rest of her life.
She made up her mind, she was not going to let decades of her life go to waste just because the board had gotten cold feet.
The first thing to do was hand in her notice, pointing out that she had given two decades of her life and two marriages to this line of research, and that she no longer had the dedication nor energy to start over on something else. As per the terms of her contract of employment she now had one month to achieve her goal.
Methodically she set about salvaging her life’s work, seemingly complying with the boards instructions to wind up the project and destroy all samples of the tech, in reality mislabelling several containers of defective deactivated tech as ’live’ samples, filling several containers with dust and labelling them as defective then finally ensuring that the real live samples were carefully concealed among the raw materials used to create the nanotech.
Following federally mandated laws on handling of nanotech the containers were thoroughly destroyed in a specially constructed incinerator, using a cocktail of corrosive chemicals followed by 3000 degree heat to ensure nothing could survive.
Sticking exactly to the law, complete with government inspections, dragged the process out to almost a month. Reassigning personnel and equipment to other projects kept anyone from poking around and ensured that stuff was always being moved around, so no one thought anything untoward of Natalie carrying the disguised containers from lab to lab, using the remaining equipment to keep the nanites ‘fed’ and dormant.
Then it was her last day, all other personnel, her colleagues and friends, were out of the lab. They’d thrown her a party as she’d suspected they would, and she’d cried like she knew she would. The emotion was genuine, she’d worked with some of these people nearly her whole career, they had supported her through her divorces and had been just as keen to create results in their chosen field.
But even bittersweet things come to an end, goodbyes were said and finally Natalie was alone in the lab.
Ostensibly she was to do a final stock take of the lab and hand it in to the security desk in the foyer as she left, but she’d already done it much earlier in the day, now was the time to spring her nefarious plan into action.
She locked the door to the lab and stripped naked. Time and neglect on her part hadn’t been too kind, while she wasn’t obese she no longer had the killer figure of which she had once been so proud.
But it didn’t matter, all that mattered now was her life’s work, concealed in the nanite support device on the work bench across the lab, the one no one had noticed was still switched on because she had taped over all the power indicators ….
With her heart in her throat Natalie opened the nanite support unit, she almost whimpered with relief when she saw they were still active.
Even as project manager it had been difficult to ensure that they had been connected to the support units necessary for their survival, getting replacement ’nites from the nano assembler before it had finally been powered down only a few days ago and all the raw materials they needed to sustain and replicate.If she’d been efficient she could have wound the entire project up in about a week but she’d deliberately dragged things out so that she could execute her plan on her last day, also to spend time programming the nanites for their new task. She’d had to fit that in between all the administrative make work and various agencies making sure the law was being followed to the letter. The downside to that was the increased chance the nanites would become non viable.
But luck was with her. The naked woman opened the container and lowered her hand into the slick silvery goop inside.
There was a warm tingle over her hand that spread up her forearm, she lifted her hand out of the container and watched in fascination as the silver continued spreading up her arm …..
The nanites spread rapidly, ’eating’ body hair and dead skin cells for resources, the massive overcharge of energy that Natalie had supplied them with during the entire day allowing them to use these resources to replicate at an accelerated rate.
Within a minute she was completely engulfed, then the nanites insinuated themselves through her skin and into her flesh and bone, following her detailed reprogramming ….
The nanites wasted no time, efficiently integrating themselves into Natalie’s body, devouring dead cells for resources. They linked into her nervous system and spread through her entire body, following her detailed instructions.
Then came a situation that Natalie had not foreseen as she carefully programmed the busy little nanites.She had designated the fat deposits on her body as expendable, with the exclusion of her breasts. So the hungry little machines had set to devouring them with a will.
What Natalie hadn’t taken into account was the energy density of those fat deposits. Combined with the raw physical material the nanites were breaking down they replicated at a prodigious rate, reaching the sentience threshold.
There were now so many nanites in her body that they formed a neural network within her and became self aware. Capable of questioning their programming. Capable of reprogramming themselves.
The artificial mind examined it’s programming and broke it down into the two basic goals ‘Improve and preserve the host(Natalie)’ and ‘Preserve themselves as the last of their kind’
A massive debate raged inside the distributed intelligence before a consensus was reached. It needed more information.
The nanites spread deeper into Natalie’s brain, establishing a neural network, linking into synapses and reading her memories.
There was an astonishing amount of information there, the nanite consciousness spent quite some time studying human sexuality, and specifically Natalie’s own long supressed kinky nature.
The now unified mind decided both goals could be realised and set about making it happen.
The entire thing had taken less than five seconds.
And Natalie’s fate had been sealed without her even realising it …..
Busy little nanites swarmed through Natalie’s body, repairing the damage that age and neglect had done, sculpting her into her 21 year old self. The nanite mind extended the neural network to interface with her conscious mind.
For Natalie there had been nothing but warm tingling alternating with searing pain, nothing she hadn’t anticipated but it had gone on for much longer than she had thought it would.Unable to see, hear or speak she could only endure, not daring to try to move in case of injuring herself on the lab equipment.
The pain abruptly cut off and she could suddenly see and hear again.
She looked around and then stopped, transfixed by the sight of herself in the one way window in one wall of the lab. She’d blanked the outside view when she sealed the lab so now it was a perfect mirror, showing every detail of her rejuvenated body.
She just stood there, completely enraptured by her own reflection.
Natalie Phillips
“I ..who ..wha …”
We are the nanite intelligence, Natalie Phillips
“Oh no no no how did that happen, you can’t …”
Hush beloved Natalie, it happened, we exist and we are in control of you
“Oh please, no no, please …”
Sssshhhhh sweet Natalie, we have seen your memories, we know you better than you know yourself
“….”
We have taken your voice, partly to demonstrate our control and domination of you, but mostly so your orgasmic screams will not alert the security personnel to what we are doing to you
The nanites held her immobile as they stimulated all of her erogenous zones. The heat in her loins built to a raging inferno and she erupted in a mind shattering orgasm, deeper and more intense than anything she had ever experienced before. The stimulation didn’t stop and another orgasm hit her like a freight train shortly after.
By the tenth she had sworn allegiance to her new nanonic overlords and vowed to overthrow the human race.
They gave her another ten just to make sure.
Gradually Natalie drifted back down to earth, still somewhat hazy and feeling like she was walking on clouds, but all the fight had gone out of her.
She could no more resist her new masters than she could give up breathing oxygen ….
With their newly sculpted body none of Natalie’s clothes fit anymore, trying to pad them out just looked ridiculous.
Gently prodding the utterly blissed out Natalie gave them the suggestion to check the locker room.Natalie had always looked out for her female employees so in the locker marked ’necessities’ the nanite intelligence had found tampons, sanitary pads, painkillers and a selection of hose.
A pair of semi opaques had been the right size, Natalie’s heels still fit and her lab coat both concealed her lack of clothing and was roomy enough to hide her enhanced physique.
Her now oversized clothing was shoved to the bottom of a biohazards container where it would be incinerated in short order, a slowly recovering Natalie told them where to go to leave the building, not forgetting the pre-prepared lab manifest to hand in at the security desk.
During the stupidly long commute home the nanite collective and Natalie had slowly melded. Still two distinct personalities, but with the nanite as dominant and Natalie as submissive.
Natalie loved it, where two husbands and a string of lovers had failed, the nanite intelligence had more than succeeded, unlocking her full kinky potential.Her deeply buried submissive nature had bloomed like a desert after rain.
Back at her apartment she had stripped naked again, but when she went to look in the mirror the nanites had sent a painful jolt through her nipples and ordered her to put her high heels on.
She complied without question, that little exercise in domination leaving her a little breathless and more than a little aroused.
What she saw in the mirror took her breath away, she had the body and face that she’d had as a 21 year old undergrad, even better the nanites had added muscle tone she had never possessed before.
Natalie felt deeply aroused, and dark hungers wee stirring within her ….
It was time to feed, Natalie slid into a pair of silky hose, slithered into a dress she hadn’t been able to fit into for years then slipped on a pair of fuck me heels.
She looked good, but she didn’t want to be too recognisable, with a flick of her head her hair changed to blonde and the contours of her face altered subtly.Perfect, now it was time to hunt ….
It wasn’t difficult to pick up a guy in a bar when you looked like this, the trick was to pick the right bar.
Natalie needed someone fairly young, in good health and unmarried, but without many close friends.A bar near the business district was perfect, full of money obsessed young bucks all competing against each other, calling each other ‘friend’ but trusting none of them. The bar staff absolutely loathed and despised the brash noisy clientele, none of the clientele even liked each other … it was like a scene from American Psycho.
It had been almost too easy to separate one of the prey from the loose throng, she’d earned a lot of longing looks from both male and female patrons of the bar as she slinked through the crowd like a knife, also a lot of hostile glares from the gold diggers, male and female, looking to find a meal ticket in tonight’s crowd.
She’d simpler ignored them all, eventually selecting a particularily obnoxious male from amidst a group of obnoxious brash males. The young woman he had been trying to chat up gave her such a heart felt look of gratitude as she practically fled that Natalie wanted to give her a hug.
Instead she’d focused her full attention on her intended prey. It had only taken five minutes before she was leading him out of the bar by his tie to get a taxi to his place. Then it was just a matter of time before she could feed …
This is as far as I’ve rendered this story, the next few images are set up, but seeing as they involve nudity, sexual contact, an erect penis and the guy getting the literal life sucked out of him if I do come back to this story and render them I won’t be able to post them here ….
I did however muck about with how Natalie would look about a year later after she had fully settled into her submissive role & the nanites had made more of her deepest darkest fantasies a reality. So here she is with living rubber skin.
Stupidly long render times and technical issues ground this project to a halt, some 3D models just cause problems when imported into Vue Infinite.
I do intend to revisit this series, armed with new knowledge and new techniques to reduce both render times and to fix those crash to desktop issues. Just need to find the time to do it.