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Aria stayed in the shadows. She was practically invisible in her special sneaking suit. After all, it was designed especially for this task. So long as she was in the shadows, no motion sensors, heat sensors or anything-sensors would pick her up. And thankfully it muffled the noise of her beta latex coated body. She had to work fast though. – she had maybe a few hours before its automatic programming would kick in again and render her… indisposed.
She got lucky with the timing. Phantom walked in and took her seat at the desk. Aria had taken every precaution this time though, and it had cost her a fortune. Most of Phantoms guards were off duty due to 'personal' reasons involving lots of money. The ones that had refused? Well… their mewls and cries of passion didn't make it into the office from their hidden compartments and areas. She would be sure to let Phantom see them before she was finished though.
Oh-so-very quiet, the thief moved behind Phantoms chair... and jabbed her in the arm with a powerful paralytic agent. If it worked... Phantom would be powerless to resist the thief’s plan!
Unaware, Phantom sighed. She had managed to remove her own beta latex outfit, but there were things about it she missed. The process of forcing her captive to help remove it was quite... fun. She could scarcely forget that intimacy. She fantasized about grabbing Aria by the head, forcing her and - ohh! Such a delight. She would have to keep those memories close to heart, perhaps for later.
Phantom tapped her chin. Perhaps the best thing would simply be to order Aria found, captured, and bagged. That would be fun. Maybe she'd even let the little thief out of her beta latex skin. Phantom rubbed her pale white fingers together and chuckled. It was good to be free of it - it meant that she could go out in public! - but poor Aria was going to be still trapped.
Unfortunately, she still had her own 'addiction.' She pale princess leaned back in her chair and flicked through a few digital readouts. Something about being tied up and rubberized and helpless was very alluring. It had awakened something in her that she couldn't dare show off to the world, lest it get out that Phantom was weak to... well. That simply wouldn't be allowed. Any who had blabbed had been sealed up or reassigned.

Speaking of reassigned... the CEO noticed that her usual visitors were absent. Nobody had brought in her tea. Nobody had even asked her if she wanted some time with an oral slave.

Phantom leaned forward and placed a finger on an intercom. Unfortunately, she couldn’t raise any of her subordinates mentally; she'd asked for an hour or so of privacy. The intercom buzzed for a half second; she opened her mouth to ask for a status report when she felt a prick in her arm.

She was quivering. Her hyper-effective bloodstream and body made some bodily functions needless (something which had come in handy when previously encased!) but was also a tragedy! She froze up, finger still on 'send,' her vocal folds frozen! She could gasp, but only barely before she moved her hand off 'send' and became a mute puppet.

Phantom, paralyzed but for her mind, began to frantically search for options. Maybe she could patch into a speaker and ask for help... maybe.

She smelt a very familiar entity... though the stealth suit made her inaudible. Before Phantom could mewl for help, the intercom spoke.

"Mistress Phantom? Do you need anything?" said the secretary over the intercom.

Aria grinned as Phantom seemed to freeze, barely twitching or gasping, with only her eyes still able to move and blink. She’d recently learned how to properly mimic the CEO’s voice quite accurately.
"Cancel any meetings for today, I wish for some private time. No disturbances at all!"

With that taken care of, Aria spun the chair around and looked down at her delicious captive, free of the beta latex menace. Not that that mattered too much. Without a word, Aria pulled phantom off the chair and stripped the CEO naked, cupping one of her breasts and grinning quite evilly "Hello again 'Mistress,' how are you today? All ready to be replaced...?"

Naturally she knew there could be no response as she fondled those pale boobs, then nodding to herself, set to work. The paralytic agent would last a few hours, but the thief wasn't one for wasting time. Especially with Phantom’s unusual body! The first thing she did was take a transparent catsuit, clearly too small for the pale woman who was soon squeezed ever so tightly inside it. The suit was pen over the sex and rear, and the breasts, promising delicious torment to the exposed areas.

Hefting the paralyzed woman up, she spun to slip a special corset onto Phantom’s bodacious body. It featured an attached plate around the groin, which in turn featured two immense and lubricated intruders. It slid in nice and easily, in part thanks to Phantoms relaxed state. Aria was lacing the corset up as tight as she could, squeezing Phantoms already narrow waist down severely before finally tying it off and locking it tight.
A pair of tight mitts soon encased the CEOs hands, small, tight, rubber balls that nevertheless seemed to have a loose outer layer. The reason for this was obvious a moment later when she attached a small can to a nigh invisible nozzle on them, and filled them with a latex cement, turning the executive’s hands into two perfect, solid spheres!

A pair of ballet heels followed on the feet, secured as tight as the thief could get them. And then she held up the gag. It truly was a work of art, made of rubber and leather, a full-on muzzle for Phantom’s lower face, with a network of tight straps that would hold it oh so tight to the woman’s head. The gag itself was open in he middle, a wide ring to make that mouth stay open and available, with an inflatable plug shoved inside it for when Phantom’s mouth wasn't needed... Such as now! The thief inflated it to an cruelly large size.

She sat back in Phantom’s seat for a moment, and stared down at the still unmoving woman. It was time for a short break, and she began taking rolls of black, shiny, tape out of a bag while she rested.

There was a certain bliss to tying up the ghostly figure. Really, there was even a novelty to it. She wasn't just helpless, and she wasn't simply a captive. She was almost doll-like; a gothic little plaything that might appear on the shelf. If her skintone was any indication, though, she wasn't just a pale and secretive CEO... she was also starting to blush bright red. Clearly, there was more going on than she could possibly vocalize with words.

Her eyes flitted helplessly as Aria moved her away from the desk and onto the floor. Taking a comfy seat on the carpet was somehow very sweet. With stiff but pliable arms, Aria was able to really sneak in and get a glorious grope of Phantom's generous and squishy chest... but really the, fun was in feeling it, and seeing what happened. Playing Phantom was like a piano, where each touch would create an intriguing new reaction. No doubt that Aria was already thinking to herself what might come once the little cyborg was active, moving, and vulnerable...

Hnggh. The corset was unexpected, but her relaxed and vulnerable body was absolutely ripe for those toys! She couldn't resist, even if she wanted to... and Aria got the feeling that Phantom was craving it. The fat plug entered her rear, making her grunt, and the dildo slipped between her folds. Phanny's eyes flitted at her captor as she was filled. Surely, Aria wasn't smiling?! Surely, the waist-crushing corset that stole her breath wasn't her idea of a good time!?

Well, unfortunately, it was. The mitts were a nice tough, and Phantom would've done the same... but she couldn't help but panic once the cement rapidly dried. She was helpless; hands in spheres as tough as concrete and quickly tightening! She flitted her eyes down, and Aria knew exactly what the white woman was thinking.

Now sealed in a thin suit, corseted tight, and then thickly plugged, Phantom was already in a sorry state. At the very least, she was planning on escaping... until the black tape showed up.

"Ghngh." It took all her effort to make the noise, and it didn't seem like much. Her green eyes went wide when she saw the tape. That was bad. That meant that she was going to disappear... nobody spends all the time of wrapping up a captive just to let them go a few seconds later.

It was almost therapeutic to start wrapping her, starting at her legs. Phantom had a curvy form; not quite as thin as some, but still fit. It was good, though, because it meant that Aria could get a nice grip on her curves while the wrapping began! Her ankles disappeared, followed shortly thereafter by her feet and calves.
Aria grinned as that milk flesh disappeared under the tape.. But then she paused.. an even more delicious idea forming in her mind.. She freed Phantoms legs and retaped them up, even tighter than before.. Each leg individually, forcing Phantom into a frogtie. She wasn't done there of course, wrapping her crotch as tight a she could, driving the huge invaders even deeper, and pushing another small, round hard object harder to a certain sensitive little bud..

Aria knew how to wrap a damsel. Each layer was tight and squished the not-so-poor CEO's flesh, going ever-further up - past her knees and up to her thighs, and getting closer to Phantom's plugged and wiggling womanhood!
She started on Phantoms arms, smirking at the rock hard orbs that were now Phantoms hands. The latex cement had been quite pricey, but was the best on the black market, far more advanced that anything you could get legally. She felt a flush of warmth between her legs as she played with the balled up fists, knowing that getting those hands out of there would be extremely difficult, maybe even impossible without special tools!

She had just wrapped one arm, folded up and forearm pressed to upper arm, balled up hand resting around the shoulder, and half of the other vanished below the tape when the voice started. Robotic, and oddly calm given Phantoms situation. Shrugging a little, she continued wrapping Phantoms arm into a useless stumpy limb, and began to wrap her body as well, nice and tight all over.

"Hello, thief. I see you've come for revenge?" Phantom seemed to have finagled her way into the speakerphone. Predictable for an evil cyborg.

"Revenge? Perhaps. I prefer to think of it as acquiring a new position however. You see, I learned a lot about you during my time here, saw a lot of documents... And well, you rather foolishly didn't notice some that I slipped in. You see what I'm doing to you right now? Its legal! You're mine. I've just waited for the right chance to obtain you, and the company. I'm afraid I rather disapproved of some of the security staff though and have... assigned them new roles."

"You are correct,” said Phantom through the speaker. “You have quite a bit of information on our organization. You have quite a lot of evidence as well, Miss Warden. It is unfortunate that you resorted to deception to achieve this goal, but I am certain that these legal repercussions can be fixed.”

The voice continued. “I will offer you a share of equity in my company, as well as a place of power in my coming order, if you would be so kind as to simply take me to my staff and unbind my arms.”

Pausing after wrapping Phantoms torso extra tight, leaving just the large breasts free for now, otherwise having the now former CEO encased in what was effectively a latex bondage tape bitchsuit.
Turning back to the desk, she pressed a button to open the secret doors that contain the former security staff, several woman falling out, tightly cocooned in rubber, wriggling and writhing, moaning in.. Bliss? What was visible of their faces was full of lust, they eyes hungry and horny above their strictly gagged mouths. To top it off, all of their breasts appeared far larger! In one case, a poor woman who had always been a poor, flat, A cup now sported what could only be called F cups!
“About your staff. I made some adjustments of course, to suit their new roles. And yes Phantom.. I plan on 'adjusting' your assets as well. These are lovely..."
She fondled Phantoms pleasantly presented breasts with a grin.
"...But I like my slaves to know who they belong to, who their bodies belong to, and that I can do anything I like to them. As you will find out."

The voice was, for a time, silent. It seemed that perhaps Phantom needed concentration to speak; she was, after all, commandeering systems that were certainly not meant to be hacked! It was probably a benefit of being part machine... though of course, being vulnerable to poison seemed to have been a drawback. Phantom was already wondering what could be improved when Aria stopped wrapping her. That was unexpected... and a little worrying. It meant that any plans and calculations for escape would need to be... adjusted.

Speaking of adjusting, Phantom's body was curvy and full, but she wasn't terribly heavy. The frogtie had a certain appeal. It made her wobble slightly, and more importantly, it left all of her most fun-to-torment bits quite vulnerable. Already, she was plugged and being horribly teased with a fat dildo. What more could Aria really do? Phantom tilted her head when she felt the tape, and quickly understood. The plugs were in her so deep that they nearly touched at her most sensitive spots. Every time she wiggled - and she wiggled quite a bit! - she felt their fat, filling girth inside her. And that was to say nothing of her nub, which was starting to feel very sensitive indeed.

Phantom looked at her fists... and it was rather clear that this was her weakness. The chance to be helpless, encased, and maybe bound permanently seemed to be hitting a nerve. (Not that all the rest wasn't ALSO hitting nerves... it was hitting many nerves, in fact!)

Aria licked her lips as she watched the helpless security staff roll about on the floor, their large breasts making the rolling rather uneven at times, even comical! "Your staff are all right here. I've assigned them all new roles. Miss former A-cup there is going into the new cow industry I'm forming. I imagine she'll be very high quality. The rest of them... Who knows? They're so insanely aroused right now from the aphrodisiacs I gave the, I imagine they'd all be quite happy in any role. It’s unfortunate really, it’s highly addicting."

She sat down at the CEO desk and smiled as she worked away on Phantom’s computer, seemingly having full access. At one point, a secretary even walked in, or hobbled more accurately, ordered by the “new” CEO to wear a long latex hobbledress with very little give, then left after having placing a cup of tea next to the former thief! The woman did give Phantom a look, a mixture of fear, arousal and.. Amusement? It seemed not all the staff were upset at the changing of roles!

Suddenly, Aria seemed to freeze "Oh god...!" as the rubber suddenly flowed out from under her suit and covered every inch of her, even her hair, cocooning her tightly. Muffled moans of ecstasy soon resounded, her cocooned form held so tight her arms seemed to have vanished, her legs squeezed into one.

Then just as suddenly as it had started, she was back sitting there, now clad in just a latex bodysuit, her suit lying on the floor in tatters. "Mmm... That was tasty.. But you know Phantom, keeping me in this stuff has really caused me a lot of problems. I've had to steal so any clothes! And of course, the remote is lost now, so getting that program not to run is nigh impossible. Its not so bad.. and now that I have this company in the palm of my hand, I might even enjoy it!"

Leaning back, she snapped a finger, and a bunch of orderlies walked in, picking up the cocooned former security and taking them off to their new roles within Mirage. "See how quickly your staff switched over allegiances? I suppose when the word of the law says I'm the new CEO, they don't have much choice. Not unless they want ahh... 'demoted' shall we say. Speaking of demoted…”
Aria returned control to Phantom, for what little good it did. It took Phantom a moment to process who those wriggling women were. Emphasis on 'were', because they weren't her staff. Not any longer.

There were a few she could guess at their identities; security guards, local office workers. They were loyal. Again, emphasis on 'were'.

But now? Now they were fat-breasted dolls! She looked up and down at the poor creatures. It was bad enough to be captured and humiliated. It was worse to be turned into a rubber slut. It was positively brutal to have those massive breasts attached... glued on! Much like her fists, Phantom could make some guesses about the nature of the high-tech bonding agent. It wouldn't damage them... but it might as well have been expensive surgery. Unless she could get herself free and get Aria's control, they'd all be stuck like that; rubber-coated, moaning, groaning, and with massive, gorgeous tits!

And that was when it started to dawn on her, too. The way that Aria was fondling her own breasts was more than just a power play. Her threat of adding 'assets' to Phantom was more than just threats of being a captive. If she wasn't careful, she'd end up like them - she'd end up like a fat-breasted rubber pet.

The time in the beta latex had been hard, too. Losing herself had been a real possibility. Only one thought was able to pierce through the veil, and that was the addiction to the red-and-black haired woman now in front of her. This would be... difficult. Though it wasn't entirely unpleasant, as she gasped gently at the firm gropage. It was doubtless pleasant for Aria, too; her supple, soft, and squishy breasts made for fine molestation material.

Of course, with that sort of technology, becoming a rubber human cow was a very real threat. Such a fate would be arousing, evil, and orgasmically hot. And Phantom would do all she could to avoid it.

Aria was treated to a particularly fun image; that of a CEO experiencing what may have been an orgasm. Or maybe not. She jiggled, that was for sure. Her tits flew everywhere, up and down. Her legs visibly shook. She grunted, drool forming in her mouth - if the plug was removed, she'd be dribbling all over the floor like an animal. And, for a very brief moment, it was clear that her eyes nearly rolled back into her head. She was in heaven... or maybe hell. It was hard to tell for a moment.

What was most curious was that the voice- the simulated "Phantom" - also groaned.

"Ohhh... ohhhh! Oh god, oh god, yes... yes, yes, more. Ohhh....."

After a few seconds of furious wiggling and gyrating (and what the animal world might call 'presenting') the groans began to subside. She looked embarrassed, as though her simulated voice might have said something she meant but didn't want to admit.
Aria grinned wide, sitting back again and looking down at her helpless captive, seeing that arousal, listening to that mechanical voice betray the pale woman’s feelings.

"More? Why certainly.." She snapped her fingers.. and in walked a bizarre sight! It was a nurse, for all intents and purposes.. Except with enormous breasts, encased utterly from head to toe in white rubber so tight it creaked with every tiny step.. her eyes totally blank. Unusual eyes.. Such as those once belonging to Mirages head of the medical department! Only much bustier, with a significantly more narrow waist.

"I took her with me when I escaped. She was supposed to get this stuff off me, but she failed.. so I gave her the serum. lots of it. I think I broke her to be honest, so I had her encased like this. I tried to remove the rubber once, and she kicked up such a fuss.. Shes completely addicted to it now."

The woman moved closer, pushing what looked rather like an IV stand from a hospital - except it had only a single bottle hanging upside down from it, a long tube hanging down.. Which Aria promptly attaches to Phantoms gag. Almost instantly a thick, milky fluid poured out of a small hole in the back of the gag.

"Don't worry, I've refined it since then. I want you as mine, your body twisted to my will.. But your mind? I want that intact, I want you aware of every little thing i do to you, every orgasm I eke out of you, every drop of pleasure, no matter how ashamed you might feel.. Because you are MINE now Phantom, and anything I choose to do to you goes."

She grabbed one of those pale breasts again, squeezing and kneading it even as it started to tingle and grow warm. There was a similar tingle between Phantom’s legs. "…And once you're nicely inflated, we can get the final layer over your body.."
Phantom had had enough. Well, no, that wasn't true. In fact, she hadn't had nearly enough. She was admitting it now. This was good. This was great. She was being used and abused, thickly plugged and toyed with. She was going to try to escape - focus on 'try'.

But then she saw the nurse, and got distracted. She filed away the task for later as she stared at Aria. Titling her head at first, as if to ask 'who is this'? Phantom's green eyes grew wide with surprise and a modicum of horror when she realized it was another former employee!

""Mmmmph!"

You've gone too far, Aria! she thought. Encase and fuck me all you want, but such terrible things on my staff? Unacceptable! ...even if she does look nice in all that rubber. And even if she does look like she's having fun...

It was unfortunate that Miss Warden had figured out how to use MirageCorp's encasing and equipping technology. If she could do it to this poor nurse, then she could do it to Phantom. And what was much scarier was this new invention... this high-tech and fast-acting serum posed a real threat.

Phantom wiggled away. It was somewhere between "endearing" and "pathetic." For a moment, she had a look of resolve and personality. She was sweating and plugged and ravenously horny (the shaking hadn't been quite enough to bring her to orgasm) but she was still a domina! She crawled away for a bit, trying to search her office for something to distract Aria, if not knock her out.

Of course, therein was the 'pathetic' part. She might have been good at walking like a pet (had she been training?) but she still wasn't fast. The nurse was able to drag her back to Aria, forcing the green eyes to meet with Aria's grinning face. She tugged her head to the left and right until the nurse finally grabbed her. There was a lovely sound of rubber gloves on Phantom's sexy, taped-up body as the encased nurse finally brought her to a standstill - gripping her head while Aria attached the feeder tube.

Phantom didn't just feel arousal from the serum. She also felt it in the words.

"You are MINE now, Phantom..."

Her eyes flitted left and right, but ultimately settled on the dark hair and lips of her captor's face.

"... and anything I choose to do to you goes."

Phantom lost her composure when Aria took a heaping handful of her tits in her hand, face growing red at the thought of more evil bondage and more domination.
Aria couldn't help but laugh, both at Phantoms attempted defiance, and the former CEOs former employee chasing her down. The expression on Phantoms face was.. Delicious. The redness of the cheeks just sold it..
By now, the only people in the room were the CEOs, both new and former, and the rubber addicted, loyal nurse standing obediently waiting for orders. Aria kept her firm grip on Phantoms breast, feeling it grow firmer in her hand, rubbing away, knowing just how sensitive they would become..

"You know I had a little of this serum myself, maybe a tenth of what you are having. My breasts didn't grow much but oh god.. Did they become sensitive. So sensitive. And its never wore off! The experimental serum I used on the nruse here, seems to have had the same effect those enormous boobs of hers are like orbs of pure pleasure. Yours won't be as big as hers of course.. After all, we don't want them dragging along the floor as you try to walk around. They'll just be big.. round.. and oh-so-sensitive..

Phantom was too thickly gagged to speak; a fat, thick plug in her mouth, tickling at her jaw and throat, and a massive harness keeping it in. And of course, a miniscule tube that was dripping that ether into her body. The gag was so thick that she had no chance to push it out or reject drinking the stuff... so imbibe it she did.

And, staring at the "current" CEO made her feel something other than laughter. No, she was sharing in arousal. Phantom could tell that Aria was getting a sick, twisted kinky pleasure out of this. Seeing someone who prided herself as a leather-clad domina on the ground and wiggling was doubtless appealing to this miscreant thief! Phantom practically sensed the tingling joy in Aria's form... and she felt it too.

She did more than feel it. She felt it. It was slow, then quick, and scarcely a minute went by before it was in full force. Aria merely sat in a waiting couch, stroking the rubberized nurse and occasionally making the fetish icon twitch with delight. That should be my job! thought Phantom.

Then her thoughts turned to how very, tremendously horny she was. It was a longing that started in her core and spread out, sending little ripples of need through her thickly-packed limbs and restrained body and to her nethers. She felt her womanhood begging for more. She found herself involuntarily vibrating, shaking, and before she noticed what she was doing, she was grinding the chastity belt against her carpet!

"Hhhhhhhngh." Phantom tried to tug away from the evil fluid, but it wasn't going anywhere. And as Aria stared... she explained that it had some surprising side effects.

Already, Phantom smelt it; she smelt rubber and craved it. She craved more.

And what was worse... she didn't catch herself. She never said to "stop it." She was letting herself revel in the arousal; a need, a craving for bondage and stimulation that was so powerful it was nearly (but not quite) painful.

Phantom grimaced, staring at her captor for a moment... until her chest started to inflate. It was slow, which was good, because she wasn't sure what she'd have done if it was fast. She had time. Time enough, hopefully, as her C-cup grew to a D-cup and was beginning to progress to a very 'large' D...

Aria leaned forwards in her seat, eyes lighting up. She didn't let on much about it, and in truth, she wasn’t even into massive breasts that much normally.. but the thought of having breasts forcibly grown to that size.. that was enough to set her off.

And watching it happen! As she watched, the former CEOs breasts bulged through their narrow window in the tape.. The thief licking her lips as they became a D.. a double D.. Onto an E By the time they were finished, they hung below the poor pale woman like two large, pendulous orbs, closer to F than to E.

"They look soooo heavy.. But don't worry. We have support for them. But.. it might be a bit small. I never expected the serum to affect you quite that strongly!"

It turned out a bit small was a white lie.. The nurse and thief forcing poor Phantom into a bitchsuit of thick rubber, designed for at best a DD-cup sporting woman, crushing and squeezing the pale ladies enlarged, hyper-sensitive breasts into the tight chest with almost cruel glee.

Laces and buckles, all pulled as tight as they could go, Phantoms legs forced into useless folded up stumps, the rubber constantly creaking as it tried to contain the curvy woman’s compressed thighs and calves.. her arms in a similar state, hands utterly sealed away.

"There… Now its time for walkies!"

Aria attached a leash to the CEO and began to tug her towards the elevator, and the lower levels, the labs.. Pressing a button on a remote as she went. The enormous toys invading he poor woman seemed to soften up.. and became super jiggly! Every tiny, hobbled step the woman took on all fours sending the toys into a frenzy. Worse, the little hard shape pressed to her clit, and the cups of the bitchsuit, began to gently pulse! not nearly enough for *that* of course, but a constant torment to the CEOs heavily aroused body, her hugely expanded breasts so ridiculously sensitive well.. It would be torture of a very particular kind!

The voice in the intercom speaker had gone silent.

Perhaps not 'silent.' It had changed, morphed, and eventually drifted off.

When it first appeared, it was dominant and ungagged. It was the epitome of Phantom - sans body and completely in-charge, all logic and with a voice that oozed control and sex.

Now? Well, now not so much. It had groaned with pleasure once the inflation had begun. Aria could swear she had heard words in it too, as her breasts settled on a gratuitous E-cup and her body was wracked with sensual, addictive desire.

Oh god, oh god yes. More. Oh god, it's so big.

It was pornographic dirty talk at its worst. Then again, it was possible that it wasn't Phantom. It was possible it was all in Aria's mind, so quiet was the voice. Heck, it could've simply been Aria imagining Phantom's inner monologue.

...but that didn't make it any less enticing. There were few things cuter than a former CEO all bound up. In this case, it was a former CEO that refused to be broken... but couldn't deny her nature. And nature was on full display during the walk. After all, Phantom was double-plugged (triple, if the thick gag counted!) and it made walking something of an endeavor. There were no staff left to come to her aid... though there was a nurse and an evil, evil, EVIL heroine to drag her along.

Once or twice, the bitchsuited and enclosed Phantom slowed down. In fact, the naughty little thing once even tried to get help - trying to break off and dash towards a security room! But it was really all for naught, as the leash held firm, and besides - the pressure created from that sprint made her sensitive womanhood catch the absolute worst of it. It wasn't entirely clear if the rubber bitch had experienced and orgasm, but the way that she shook her rump made it clear she was distracted. By time she had recovered from that monstrous frenzy, the security room was sealed off and locked away.

"Mmmmrrff......" As she swallowed another tiny bit of the serum, Aria heard a rather whiny sound. enough to be punished for.

Luckily, they were in just the place to do it.

Massive metal machines stretched along the walls. This place was built to customize any unit necessary, and could process multiple individuals if it was so needed.

Gear for pets and drones was commonplace. Pink spray and machinery loomed for those who needed a male 'sissified' or a female turned into a dolly. Advanced-looking bluetape could mimic the mysterious maids occasionally spotted in Phantom's grasp. custom-fit molds were ready and waiting in case someone needed to be turned to a milking or production unit. This was a punishing place indeed.

Aria strolled passed the machines as if it was all perfectly normal, and in many ways to the kinky thief it very much was! Deeper and deeper she went, keeping a firm grip on the leash, passed members of staff who started at first, then realised who this shiny, black clad woman actually was. They didn't want to end up demoted as well, so they bowed their heads quickly and got back to work.

The best - and also the worst - part of the factory floor was how big it was! Phantom had never really noticed it. Walking alongside it or being escorted by a few drones was one thing.

...but doing a long walk of shame was entirely another. Especially when all she could do was paw along gently, slowly, and forced by Aria!

It didn't help that this bitchsuit was entirely too small. Eventually, it might stretch... ah, it was just an idle fantasy. Poor Phantom was destined to enjoy the snug sensations of thick rubber all over her form. Well, hopefully just her legs and arms.

Those hopes were dashed as that very, very long walk came to a close. She passed by the maid outfit designer, by the Halloween outfits... and finally to something new. She almost didn't want to look at it. She definitely didn't want to admit that it had come to this.

But Aria made her look. She felt her CEO's hands on her head, forcing her, if only for a bit, to stare up at the glass box that would, in a way, be her end. And also her beginning. Aria said as much.
The final machine, the newest one, molded and customised specifically to Arias orders. Two rubber clad staff hoisted the rubberbitch inside it and sealed it off quickly.. a large glass cube. A pair of lenses over the eyes, a pair of rather uncomfortable tubs in her nostrils.. and the process was begun.

The worst part of being manhandled into the glass case was liking it. She was loving the touches. The serum had done wonders to her, body and mind alike.

Phantom was able to understand what has happening. Her logical brain was able to tell her what was and was not good. But the simple fact was that she was a horny little ball of energy, and there was no way she could totally avoid that. She craved being spanked, humped, used, or ordered around. And, even as she was trying to think of ways to resist or get vengeance, the simple fact was that she was tremendously, egregiously stimulated. Their hands were incredible. Simply being grabbed and man-handled into the box seemed to bring on a a minor orgasm. (Or was that her state all the time now?)

"Hnnnggghhh!" Phantom felt her plug removed for just a moment, dribble sliding out of it as one of the assistants inserted another one... laced with a slow-acting and long-term dose of the serum. She tried to push it out with her tongue, to no avail. It only gave her a brief moment of humiliation as her tongue hung out through the gag, giving her captor a moment to tease at it and snap a photo.

As the box was shut, Phantom took a moment to reflect on herself. The serum seemed to come and go in waves; moments of intense arousal followed by low-grade stimulation. It was enough to cloud her mind, to keep her womanhood - plugged and sealed - constantly seeking more attention. But worse was the fact that she hadn't been driven to madness... she could understand what was happening, and she could understand how badly, how much she had craved it for so long.

Sitting back, Aria watched fascinated as bluetape shot out from all angles, wrapping the already multilayer bound CEO.. layer after layer of the tight stuff, the special lenses and tubes blocking it, but otherwise the CEOs head vanished beneath it in a tight cocoon.

Aria waved goodbye to the old CEO as the rubber jets began. In her solitude, she almost wished she was ungagged so she could tell the little thief just how much she had fantasized about this. She wanted to admit that deep down, she too was a horny, rubber-addicted little pet... maybe even worse. All the built-up lust from teasing Aria, of envying her as Phantom subjected her to terrible and evil treatments, bubbled to the surface. She shut her eyes shut, grimacing as the jets started around her face.

She was sprayed all over, over and over and over, until it was nearly an inch thick. And then the heat came, the whole glass box seeming to glow with the warmth, the rubber shrinking and compressing around the captive, until it was a scant quarter inch thick.. but so dense, tight and strong, far beyond what a material that thin had any right to be.

"Phantom'" experienced an earthshattering orgasm the likes of which she couldn't have anticipated. Her legs wobbled and she fell, slipping down and slamming her breasts and body against the case...

Or she would have. The rubber was so thick! There were so many layers. She was entombed in her own skin, kept encased by her own gear, her own inventions! The box grew steamy and glowed as she was "baked" and bronzed into her new, fully-enclosed body. It's for the best, Phantom thought. It's that, or a single touch sets me off. In a way, this protects me from losing it all..

Justifications aside, the box grew opaque as she bucked and groaned and moaned. At first it was rapid, but as her new skin cured, it became slower... and slower... and slower. Until finally she could scarcely move at all.

When the box opened.. what was left was Phantoms eyes, and little else, the glowing green orbs all that remained to identify the heavily bound and even transformed CEO. Huge breasts, tiny waist, curvy butt.. Folded up limbs, head under so many layers as to mask the shape, of the fact a mouth even exists under all that rubber. Even the CEOs hearing would be muffled now, making it harder for the poor woman to hear much at all! As tight and stiff as the rubber was though, it still remained flexible enough for the woman to move.. With difficulty. Indeed it seemed thicker around the neck, forcing the CEOs head back, forcing the crawling woman to look straight ahead at all times. Even if she did manage to turn or lower her head, the moment she relaxed, the rubber would snap poor Phantoms head back into place.

Walking over close, leaning down so her lisp rested next to the PhantomPups ear.. voice husky and aroused, Aria simply stated.. "You're nothing anymore.. Just a helpless rubber pet.

PhantomPup didn't know that such pleasure had existed until now.

Aria could barely contain her impatience as she watched the rubber set fully, not daring to touch it before that and mar the beautiful, smooth, shiny surface of Phantoms heavily encased form.

Finally it was time.. and she could no longer resist, running her hands all over PhantomPups body, stroking it, feeling the incredible strength and tightness of the rubber.. Her cheeks burning red with her own lust and arousal.. Even rolling the rubberbitch over and rubbing her stomach and breasts like she might a real dog!

Phantom's initial orgasm had been cathartic for her... but it was just a portent of what was to come. Being forced to walk was starting to grate on her! Especially once she was taken out of the encasement suite and placed on the ground.

She did resist, of course. Deep inside there as a massive gag, but there was still a will to resist... but it was mostly relegated to cute motions. She turned her head away whenever Aria put her on her back. It was sweet, almost like a little puppy trying to avoid seeming *too* pleased. it didn't work, though, because her arms and legs were so tightly bound that she was unable to resist Aria's thick gropage.

The simple fact was that her triple-encased limbs were glued in place and baked on - something Phantom had done to others, but not to herself! And that meant that while she had mobility, it wasn't enough to resist her new Boss.

Luckily, though, her new boss was at least generous with her gropage. Aria took her sweet time, moving her hands up and down and giving her a thorough rubbing. Her stomach, her armpits, her massive breasts... they all got a good, thorough groping! Of course, it wasn't quite enough. When Aria stopped kneading at PhantomPup's chest, it just made her whine and mewl.

But in truth.. Thats all Phantom was now! Any of the staff who might have tried to save her were dealt with, and on the way back upstairs, Aria made sure to take Phantom on a tour. The mil labs, full of her former security staff, moaning and writhing in ecstasy as their breasts endlessly sent forth rivers of milk.. One or two of them seemed to have recovered their psyche somewhat, but upon seeing the glowing green eyes of their new bosses pet, they seemed to lose it altogether, realising just who it was in there!

The staff might not have even noticed when she was brought to the processing room. After all, there were probably others with green eyes... and knowing their fate, there were probably plenty of other former operatives who were now rubberdolls!

The machinery whirred, processing individuals with all the time it took to get them truly enclosed. Aria had the best seat in the house within the control room. It was just her and her pet as the nurse waited outside... and that meant that she could be 'played' with to her hearts content. The nubs and bits inside Phantom shocked her, teased her, and rubbed her silly. Her womanhood was filled to the brim, and any external stimuli was enough to make her feel it! Aria pushed in the plug a bit, but nowhere near enough to achieve release. Which was, unfortunately, probably what she wanted~

And then there was the doll lab. Aria selected a chair for herself and forced the puppy to watch as some of her most loyal staff members were put into her own design of a doll machine. Pulled inside.. clothes shredded.. Sprayed with the same thick, strong, inescapable rubber as Phantom was in.. Some had their breasts inflated, others simply had a pair of giant fake boobs attached.. But what came out of the other side was no longer identifiable. Utterly senseless bar touch, blind, deaf, mute, only the slightest movements possible, their entire bodies perfectly smooth rubber, broken only by the very faint outline of the cruelest corsets possible, crushing their waists down. They had no hands anymore, those that still had use of their arms simply ended in tight mitts, or spheres like Phantoms. Other less fortunate ones had their arms heavily bound..

And then there was a particularly favoured member of staff, one Aria had been tipped off to as having Phantoms ear. A petite woman.. Struggling and pleading, seeing the PhantomPup and crying out for help.. before she to vanished into the machine. Aria decided to be extra cruel her.. starting to fiddle with Phantoms toys, carefully teasing that heavily aroused body

PhantomPup did make some new noises. They were pleas; earnest and genuine pleas for mercy. Do what you want to me! Leave her alone!

Please, Aria! At least, that's what Phantom was thinking... what came out was a bit simpler.

Mmmmnmfh. HNnnngngggh!

They watched as the woman was encased in the thickest rubber. her breasts inflated to ridiculous degrees, making Phantoms look small.. the tallest heels possible on her feet.. the tightest corset.. her holes forced wide by hollow toys, glued in place to keep her open and available to all.. her head utterly sealed away, no voice, no hearing, no sight, not even smell.. and then her arms were folded up her back.. and seemed to vanish altogether as a venus corset like binding was formed on her! Eventually what came out of the other end of the machine could only take tiny steps.. Unable to bend or even twitch.

Aria timed it perfectly, and as this formerly favoured member of staff emerged.. She made her rubberbitch cum! Explosively! "You have no allies anymore. None will help you.. Those that would are dealt with. And remember.. I can seal away all that's left of your identity.. just like this.."

It all went dark for Phantom, a simple blindfold pulled over her eyes.. A simple blindfold that hid Phantoms last defining trait.

Phantom shut her eyes for a moment as Aria explained that, since she was enjoying it so much, she'd have to put another staffer into the machine... Phantom shut her eyes and let the sensations overtake her. By the time the blindfold was over her eyes, she was in the throes of forced ecstasy.

This time, it wasn't catharsis. It was need. She had been so pent up, plugged and packed that she could hardly take it. The touch of her new CEO, clad in beta latex and grinning evilly, took her to her limits for denying pleasure. She tried to deny the pleasure, but those menacing, evil words pushed her over the edge. Without control or friends to lean on, she experienced an orgasm - one brought on by Aria. It was a supreme loss of power.

Two more staffers had finished their transformation, each taking nearly an hour. One had been turned into a latex geisha, complete with white-painted face. Of course, that face was latex paint that had been applied and then sealed on, forcing her into a permanent, mysterious smile. The thick catsuit gave her a shamefully scandalous form, and even the flowing robes a kimono didn't disguise her wide hips, plump rear, sizable breasts, and trembling thighs. the other didn't emerge from the machinery itself; instead, a light pinged somewhere in the receiving department, indicating that there was a black-taped mummy that was plugged, hooded, sealed, and ready to be sold.

Aria was almost sad that the CEO hadn't seen it beneath the blindfold. Then again, she was probably imagining far worse.

For Aria, things slowed down at this point. Back in the office, using Phantom as a footrest, she reflected on her time as the owner of Mirage corp. twice a day she was utterly encased by her beta latex and brought to heights of ecstasy she had only ever imagined before her capture.

And despite that capture, here she was. Powerful, in control and utterly loving nearly all of it. The bureaucracy of some of it bored her, but she loved parading Phantom before her former allies and associates, a tingle going through her that most of them didn't even know it was the pale woman inside, thinking it was just a simple changing of hands when Aria had taken over the company. Others did know, but didn't dare speak out, figuring Phantoms enslavement was better than their own.

She looked down at her pup as she thought about this and smirked. The CEO had been naughty and humped a lamp desperate for release earlier, not that she had any chance of getting it in the chastity of course, but such wanton acts had to be punished. This Phantom had spent the last 6 hours in an isolation hood, unable to see or hear.. And to make it much more evil, a gasmask covered her head. Not only did this steal the CEOs sense of smell, but it didn't have a simple filter, oh no, it had a new experimental filter on it. One that caused extreme arousal, but also inhibited orgasms. The vibrators in the poor rubberbitch were all on full blast, both inside her sex, against her clit and over her enormous bust. The side effects of the gas concerned her, apparently encouraging captives to resist, despite the intense arousal and need, which intrigued her, but also worried her. Hence the rubberbitch been the perfect test subject. After all, it didn't matter if she tried to resist.. There was no way out of for her!

Leaning back in her chair, Aria glanced at her phone as it went ping and let out a soft sigh, a smile forming on her face as she shut her eyes, her suit beginning to move.. it was that time again. And as she thought of her pup in total isolation like that.. she licked her lips shortly before they vanished under the wave of beta latex.. That was an incredibly arousing image to take with her into her rubbery prison.. Maybe she'd keep Phantom isolated that way for a few days... Maybe a week. if it worked well enough. Or... Maybe she'd just give the pup another coating of rubber to seal it all on for good.