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Korra and Asami wandered around the main factory of Varrick Global Industries, observing the products offered and the process that was going into each one. Asami, interested in making a deal with the company and the eccentric individual, decided to accept a tour of the facilities, and Korra, both bored and wanting to make sure Asami didn’t get hurt, decided to tag along. Varrick directed them around before offering for the two a look at the main facility, where all of the work in development was being held. Asami smiled and nodded in confirmation as the two were led upstairs to a set of double doors.
Korra looked in marvel at the sheer size of the factory, Asami giving an impressed nod at the number of machines produced. “They look nice,” she commented. “But my concern is if they work. Or if they’re safe…” Korra looked down at the first floor and smirked. “Oh, I’m sure this stuff works fine. I mean check those out!” She grabbed the railing, pointing down at two particular subjects: A giant vial full of green slime, and an orange-red contraption with a large funnel at the top.
Asami looked over with a growing sense of curiosity, but as she put her weight onto the cheap metal railing to look down at the funnel, it instantly gave out, causing her and Korra to plummet downwards until both of them landed in the funnel of the strange red machine. As they fell in, the machine lit up, the top of the machine being sealed before the two had any chance to react to it occurring,before their nose was assaulted with a bitter, mechanical stench as the chamber of the machine quickly filled with grease. Before long, the two were swimming in it, Korra unable to created an air bubble in time as she struggled to hold her breath, suddenly gulping the clear fluid. Asami had already taken in some grease, unable to keep her breath. As they floated helplessly, both began to feel an odd sensation. Korra began to feel tired and stiff, as if her spine was replaced with a metal bar. She stood straight up in the machine as she felt her legs snap shut, her feet slowly shifting into something… Rubbery. She felt her body being warped as if the grease was somehow molding her. Her waist shrunk as her bust blossomed a bit and her hips thickened. She tried to feel her hips, as they seemed to be the things that increased to most, only to feel that her hips felt metallic. Before her delayed reactions could even react to that realization, she felt the metal wrap around her body.Her body, inside AND out, began to feel metallic. Her head straightened up, as she felt the metal surround her body and coat her face.
Asami felt her own body shrink in the slime, thinning and becoming more loose, as if her own bones were being dissolved as she was submerged. It started with her neck, then her shoulders, then her body, then hips, then legs, and finally to her feet, becoming so limp and noodly before it slowly shrunk in diameter. Her lips seemed to widen, pushing outwards and seemingly opening. Her hair no longer felt like individual strands, but a large heavy mass that was draped over her stretched-out mouth. Asami felt her foot end of her tubelike body attach itself to something hard, a feeling of satisfaction filling her mind at how… Right it felt before it was fastened permanently to Korra, a strange sensation coming from her rear as a large bag sprang out.
Their minds became so lethargic as they physically changed, and soon, their consciousness existed not in a squishy human brain, but in a chip residing this now metallic body. K-Korra… Asami thought in worry as she felt a prisoner within her mind. Korra responded weakly, G-Gotta… Keep it… Together… Slowly, the robot’s CPU began to delete everything from each girl. Their memories, their personalities, all slowly vanishing into the void as it was replaced by a cleaning subroutine. It enveloped the two girls until soon, nothing of the two remained, one final thought from them before slowly becoming one with each other and the cleaning bot.
Mind… Going… Blank…
Must fight… Must… Must… Clean… Serve…
The grease from the machine slowly drained away, emptying out into a tank before the machine’s doors opened, revealing the result of the process: The two girls were gone, replaced with a femme cleaning bot with an hourglass figure and a feminine-looking hose vacuum attachment coming from its stomach region. The robot slowly wheeled itself out of the machine, face held in a permanent smile. The “skin” and “hair” of KorrAsami (The name etched into their new being) was nothing more than pure steel, the only signs of color on them were the blue on metallic dress, the yellow on the metal gloves and earrings, their ruby red lipstick, and their glowing green eyes. They stood their as their programming quickly pushed the consciousness of both of them away, drowning it in the subconscious need to serve and clean before they were silenced altogether. Their eyes began to glow as the cleaning bot spoke in a robotic version of both the former avatar and the former head of Future Industries:
-ZZZT- “Cleaning Unit: KorrAsami, Report.
Body Conversion Process: Complete.
Deletion of “Personality”: Complete.
Deletion of “Human Memory”: Complete.
Installation of Work Protocol: Complete.
Mission Statement: {We exist to serve all of humanity. We shall clean their waste and filth, and do it with a smile and thank you.}
Unit KorrAsami: Activated.”
With that, the robot now known as KorrAsami sprang to life, her glowing eyes now fully bright green. It stood forward and spoke with a cheery, robotic tone:
“Greetings! We are KorrAsami Cleaning Bot! How may we clean for you?”
Korra and Asami wandered around the main factory of Varrick Global Industries, observing the products offered and the process that was going into each one. Asami, interested in making a deal with the company and the eccentric individual, decided to accept a tour of the facilities, and Korra, both bored and wanting to make sure Asami didn’t get hurt, decided to tag along. Varrick directed them around before offering for the two a look at the main facility, where all of the work in development was being held. Asami smiled and nodded in confirmation as the two were led upstairs to a set of double doors.
Korra looked in marvel at the sheer size of the factory, Asami giving an impressed nod at the number of machines produced. “They look nice,” she commented. “But my concern is if they work. Or if they’re safe…” Korra looked down at the first floor and smirked. “Oh, I’m sure this stuff works fine. I mean check those out!” She grabbed the railing, pointing down at two particular subjects: A giant vial full of green slime, and an orange-red contraption with a large funnel at the top.
Asami looked over with a growing sense of curiosity, but as she put her weight onto the cheap metal railing to look down at the funnel, it instantly gave out, causing her and Korra to plummet downwards until both of them landed in the funnel of the strange red machine. As they fell in, the machine lit up, the top of the machine being sealed before the two had any chance to react to it occurring,before their nose was assaulted with a bitter, mechanical stench as the chamber of the machine quickly filled with grease. Before long, the two were swimming in it, Korra unable to created an air bubble in time as she struggled to hold her breath, suddenly gulping the clear fluid. Asami had already taken in some grease, unable to keep her breath. As they floated helplessly, both began to feel an odd sensation. Korra began to feel tired and stiff, as if her spine was replaced with a metal bar. She stood straight up in the machine as she felt her legs snap shut, her feet slowly shifting into something… Rubbery. She felt her body being warped as if the grease was somehow molding her. Her waist shrunk as her bust blossomed a bit and her hips thickened. She tried to feel her hips, as they seemed to be the things that increased to most, only to feel that her hips felt metallic. Before her delayed reactions could even react to that realization, she felt the metal wrap around her body.Her body, inside AND out, began to feel metallic. Her head straightened up, as she felt the metal surround her body and coat her face.
Asami felt her own body shrink in the slime, thinning and becoming more loose, as if her own bones were being dissolved as she was submerged. It started with her neck, then her shoulders, then her body, then hips, then legs, and finally to her feet, becoming so limp and noodly before it slowly shrunk in diameter. Her lips seemed to widen, pushing outwards and seemingly opening. Her hair no longer felt like individual strands, but a large heavy mass that was draped over her stretched-out mouth. Asami felt her foot end of her tubelike body attach itself to something hard, a feeling of satisfaction filling her mind at how… Right it felt before it was fastened permanently to Korra, a strange sensation coming from her rear as a large bag sprang out.
Their minds became so lethargic as they physically changed, and soon, their consciousness existed not in a squishy human brain, but in a chip residing this now metallic body. K-Korra… Asami thought in worry as she felt a prisoner within her mind. Korra responded weakly, G-Gotta… Keep it… Together… Slowly, the robot’s CPU began to delete everything from each girl. Their memories, their personalities, all slowly vanishing into the void as it was replaced by a cleaning subroutine. It enveloped the two girls until soon, nothing of the two remained, one final thought from them before slowly becoming one with each other and the cleaning bot.
Mind… Going… Blank…
Must fight… Must… Must… Clean… Serve…
The grease from the machine slowly drained away, emptying out into a tank before the machine’s doors opened, revealing the result of the process: The two girls were gone, replaced with a femme cleaning bot with an hourglass figure and a feminine-looking hose vacuum attachment coming from its stomach region. The robot slowly wheeled itself out of the machine, face held in a permanent smile. The “skin” and “hair” of KorrAsami (The name etched into their new being) was nothing more than pure steel, the only signs of color on them were the blue on metallic dress, the yellow on the metal gloves and earrings, their ruby red lipstick, and their glowing green eyes. They stood their as their programming quickly pushed the consciousness of both of them away, drowning it in the subconscious need to serve and clean before they were silenced altogether. Their eyes began to glow as the cleaning bot spoke in a robotic version of both the former avatar and the former head of Future Industries:
-ZZZT- “Cleaning Unit: KorrAsami, Report.
Body Conversion Process: Complete.
Deletion of “Personality”: Complete.
Deletion of “Human Memory”: Complete.
Installation of Work Protocol: Complete.
Mission Statement: {We exist to serve all of humanity. We shall clean their waste and filth, and do it with a smile and thank you.}
Unit KorrAsami: Activated.”
With that, the robot now known as KorrAsami sprang to life, her glowing eyes now fully bright green. It stood forward and spoke with a cheery, robotic tone:
“Greetings! We are KorrAsami Cleaning Bot! How may we clean for you?”
Category Artwork (Digital) / Transformation
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Size 1280 x 955px
File Size 163.6 kB
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