A Valentine’s story about love and radical transformation.  Set in my new Cyber Fetish Corporation Universe, where all your kinky desires can be fulfilled by nanites and synthetic body replacements.

Tags: CFC, body modification, robot, gender change, multibreast/limb, Valentine’s Day

Chapter 1

            "And in other news, there was another outbreak of Creeping Blackness in the western part of the state after a construction company, knocking down old warehouses, disturbed a pre-Panic pocket of spores.  Medical teams were dispatched by the CDC to contain the disease, but arrived too late to save some of the victims.  Over half the residents in the nearby town of Franklin required precautionary limb removals and we'll be monitoring the situation as it progresses.  Now here's April with this week's weather report…."

            An unfortunate part of living in today's world. Javier thought to himself as he pulled into the driveway and shut off the radio.  If it wasn't another Creeping Blackness find, it was an industrial accident, or another resurgence of errors caused by the gene mods in the thirties.  Javier himself was no less effected, the hand he used to grab his briefcase and close the car door was not the one he was born with.  Rather it was a necessary replacement after a nasty car crash that had nearly cost Javier his life as well.

            As he stepped through the front door, Javier could smell the appetizing scent of dinner almost ready to serve.  His wife, Juliet, worked from home as an accountant.  She was always the early bird, which combined with a lack of a commute left her plenty of time to experiment in the kitchen.  Javier's stomach growled in anticipation as he removed his jacket and stowed it in the closet beside the door.

            "Honey, I'm home." he called out, shoes following the coat into the closet.

            "I'm in the living room." Juliet called back.

            Leaving his briefcase in the foyer, Javier went to join his wife in the living room.  A large TV hung on one wall, with a couch and coffee table opposite it.  Juliet sat on one side of the couch and, as her husband approached, patted the cushions for him to join her.  Only after he did so did Juliet's face turn serious.  "Hubby, we need to talk."

            Javier's mind raced.  What had he forgotten to do this time?  All the bills were paid, the snow was shoveled off the walkways, and he already had a third anniversary gift ordered and waiting for pick up for next month.  His honey-do list still had a few items on it, but none that rated this kind of discussion.  "About what, honey?"

            "It's about SilentJ28."

            Javier froze, even his heart refusing to beat in panic.  SilentJ28 was an online handle of his, one he only used for the Cyber Fetish Corporation Boards.  CFC was a company that had seen the rise of prosthetics and body modification and thought, we could make buckets of money applying this to sex.  Over a decade later they were the cutting edge is all things freaky, furry, and abnormal when it came to modifications.

            Javier had lusted after people with such changes since his late teens, even if he never considered getting modded himself.  But due to the…lack of societal embrace of such modded individuals, he'd kept his desires secret.  Even while dating Juliet, he'd never brought up the topic once.  She'd been so perfect, Javier had been willing to put his fetish behind him for her sake.

            Well…mostly behind him.  He still logged into the boards on occasion, talking with his fellow perverts about that was new and weird in the mod community.  But never when Juliet was in the house.  Luckily his job allowed for frequent travel, and Javier could log in via the hotel netports.

            But despite his precautions, Juliet had finally discovered about his inner desires.  Not able to deny it, or look his wife in the face, Javier asked, "How did you find out?"

            "You remember how my laptop's been having trouble connecting to the new printer we bought?  I had to print out a bunch of forms for work, so I used yours.  The printing took forever, so I got bored and did a little searching…and that's how I came across your little secret."

            Javier opened and closed his mouth wordlessly a few times, like a goldfish that had suddenly lost its bowl.  Finally he said, "I'm so sorry for keeping this from you Juliet.  I was afraid to bring it up while we were dating…then after we got married…you were worth far too much to me to ever lose.  But by keeping my silence, I guess I did anyway.  If you want me out I'll go.  I can be gone by tomorrow night."

            Javier finally brought his gaze up to his wife's face.  He expected her to be angry or indignant.  Instead she looked…sheepish?

            "Well…you see." Juliet began.  "I might not have been completely honest with you either.  You see…I'm a member of the forum too.  That's how I found out who you were.  I went to log in and your ID was already in place."

            "You're…you're a member of the forum too?" Javier asked, stunned.

            "Not just any member." Juliet blushed.  "I'm ScaleLover8."

            ScaleLover8.  Javier recognized the name.  She was one of his most frequent correspondents on the boards.  They  had spend hours commiserating about how impossible it would be to bring their significant other into the cyber world.  ScaleLover8 was probably Javier's best friend on the boards, better than most in his outside life.

            Unbidden, Javier let out a short, sad laugh.  "You find this funny?" Juliet asked.

            "A bit." he replied.  "Somewhere out there, the creator of the universe is having an even bigger laugh right now.  We both sought online emotional support therapy for our fetish desires, only to unknowingly get it from the one person we were afraid to talk to."

            "When you put it that way, I guess this situation is a little funny."

            They were silent for another minute before Javier asked, "So, what do you want to do now?"

            "Well…first we're going to have dinner.  I put that roast in the pot this morning before this whole mess started, and if we don't eat it on time the meat will go soft.  But after that…we're going to go upstairs and have a joint forum session.  You and me, all our kinks on the table. "

            "That's it?  Dinner and some web surfing?"

            Juliet nibbled his ear.  "Some very specific web surfing.  As there's no need for me to hide my desires from you anymore, perhaps it's time for me to get a little work done…"

Chapter 2

            Two weeks later, Javier and Juliet stepped through the front doors of the local CFC conversion center.  The time since discovering their shared passion had been like a second honeymoon, full of love and self discovery.  And lots and lots of sex.  Now that they were finally here, the couple's hearts were racing in excitement.

            The couple walked across the lobby to the reception desk, where Juliet said, "Hi, I'm Juliet Rodriguez.  I have a 11 o'clock appointment."

            The receptionist on the other side of the desk was a heavily modified woman.  All that Javier could see of her was her head.  The rest of the woman's body was contained in a large pot or urn, with her head poking out the top.  Despite any obvious way of manipulating the outside world, the screens before her shifted as the receptionist
brought up the appointment.

            "Juliet Rodriguez." the receptionist repeated.  "Ah yes, here you are.  11 o'clock for the Alien Menagerie?"

            "That's correct."

            "Perfect, you're all checked in.  If you'll take a seat in the lounge behind you, a guide will be out in a few minutes for your appointment."

            "If you don't mind me asking," Javier began, "…what are you?  I haven't seen that type of mod on the forum before."

            The receptionist beamed.  "I'm a Pot.  A Pot Girl, specifically.  The procedure is still in the prototype phase, so there aren't a lot of us yet.  But the company offers discounts for employees to try experimental mods, and I figured I was just sitting around all day anyway."  If she still had shoulders, the Pot Girl would have shrugged.  "I've always had immobilization fantasies, so this seemed right up my alley."

            "How are you able to do stuff with the screens?"

            "There's a neural port on the bottom of my pot.  It transmits the signals that used to go to my limbs for other purposes, such as controlling the computer.  I also have a data port down there, so I can connect with the net and do full VR overrides when I'm not on duty.  And a food/waste port, so I never need to bother with eating.  In fact, I have no need to ever leave the desk.  I haven't since they installed me two weeks ago."

            "Sounds like an interesting transformation.  I can see it becoming quite popular in the business scene once it becomes publicly available."

            The couple bid the receptionist farewell and went to sit in the lounge with the other patients awaiting their appointments.  About half were obvious first timers, looking either nervous or bursting with excitement.  The others all sported visible mods and were most likely coming in for check-ups or upgrades.

            A grey haired man rubbed behind the ears of the rubbery quadruped creature sitting at his feet.  While the limbs and head were canine, the torso had the curves and large breasts of a woman.    Beside them sat a mismatched couple, an older woman with the body of a pregnant pornstar and a skinny young man.  The older woman was explaining to the younger about how great it was going to feel when he had a body just like hers.  In the open space on the far side of the lounge a female cowtaur massaged her breasts painfully, her lower udder straining near to bursting.  Beside her, the cowtaur's minotaur companion looked on in concern.

            People wasn't the only entertainment while the couple waited. There were magazines on the tables, alternating between mod trade publications and tabloid trash.  Flipping through them, Javier saw that apparently a popular K-pop band was getting merged into the same body and that a famous football star had just converted his fourth wife into a housepet.  Speculation was rife about the fate of his current mistress and soon to be fifth wide.

            There were also television screens near the ceiling, displaying products and services from the many divisions of the company on a loop.  Apart from Alien Menagerie, which specialized in inhuman transformations, there were Furry Fantasy, Gender Reallocation, the Mech Bay, and several others.  There were also ads for bioware offerings, cutting edge organic replacements as opposed to the company's usual cybernetic offerings.

            Eventually, a door opened and a voice called out, "Juliet Rodriguez?"

            Rising from their seats, the couple turned and saw their guide standing by a door deeper into the facility.  As they walked over, Javier saw that the guide was a Succubus, one of the established races of the Alien Menagerie.  While CFC was always willing to do custom alien mods, the established races were a baseline packages with common features.

            All Succubi had a female figure, with enormous breasts, tiny waists, and flaring hips.  This one was tall, a little under six feet in hir cloven hooves.  The red skin, black hair, curling horns, and a swishing spade tipped tail finished off the demonic look.  The succubus was wearing a simple silver dress that accented hir significant curves.  The was an unsightly bulge in the lower front, where the fabric couldn't conceal the Succubus' massive sheathe.  Carrying around a dick that could grow up to three feet long and ten inches across took up a lot of space.  While he'd never seen one hard in person, Javier had seen pictures.

            "This one greets you." the Succubus said, bowing that their approach.  "You may refer to it a 782.  Please follow to the consultation room."

            As they walked down the corridor, Javier remembered reading about the Succubi's strange manner of speech.  They almost always spoke in the third person and used dissociative language.  Supposedly it was a side effect of the hivemind link that connected their thoughts and memories to all other Succubi in the area.

            The Succubus led the couple deeper into the facility, passing rooms dedicated to other departments.  The walls around the Gender Reallocation division were plastered with before and after shots of patients, many of which weren't recognizable as the same person.

            As they passed into Furry Fantasy the trio had to wait as a trainer led a huge riding pony by.  The mountain of male muscle had to be nearly seven feet tall from his hooves to the waving tip of the mane of the faux horse head that covered his own.  A heavy corset was permanently wrapped around the beast's torso, providing support to the saddle in back and the twin counterbalance breasts in front.

            While they waited for the riding pony to pass, another group came up behind them.  A group of four young woman in cheerleader outfits, excitedly talking about becoming cart ponies.  Javier personally thought that change would be a waste, with a ball hood forever hiding their pretty faces.  Leading that group was a woman with cat ears growing out the top of her head and a tail swishing out behind her dress.  Javier had a feeling she served as a housepet during her off hours.

            Eventually, the trio reached the guide's office in the Alien Menagerie section.  "First, this one needs to scan you." the Succubus said, gesturing to the large glass column in the corner of the room.

            "Do I need to strip down for the scan?" Juliet asked, looking around for somewhere to put her clothes.

            The succubus shook hir head in the negative.  "This is a rough scan to design for design work.  A more thorough scan will be performed just prior to the modifications."

            After the scan, the trio sat down around a small table with a holoscreen.  Floating there was an image of Juliet beside another for an Anklon.  Another established alien race, Anklon's looked like bipedal ankylosaurus.  Short, solid limbs; spiked and armored back plate; and club tipped tail.  Only in this case, the plates and spikes were covered in dicks and breasts instead.

            After going over the boilerplate speech (irrevocable, life altering change, not reversible, possible social changes, etc), the Succubus asked, "Do you know what race you wish to become?"

            Juliet and Javier exchanged a look.  They'd spent a lot of time on this decision, looking at pages of specs and testimonials on the forum.  They'd even tried role-playing it a bit.  Juliet replied, "I want to become a Cobrax."

            The Succubus pressed a few buttons on the holoscreen and the image shifted.  Now instead of an Anklon, the floating image showed Juliet turning into a Cobrax.  The serpentine creature was a dozen feet long from cobra's hood to tail.  It had four arms, six breasts, and a face that was a mix between human and serpent.

            Unlike Succubi, Anklons, and other alien established races, Cobrax were designed to look like a hybrid of organic and mechanical.  The scales that covered the creature's body were a shiny chrome and a single locomotion tread ran down the bottom on the lower half of its body.  The hood that surrounded the creature's head had thin strips of metal running across it horizontally, like panels on a radiator.

            The next half hour was spent working out the minor details of the change.  Juliet selected larger than standard breasts (she knew how much her husband liked busty women), additional flexibility in some of the arm joints, and metallic purple scales with a white, circuit board-esque overlay.
       
    When everything was perfect, the guide turned to Javier.  "Now for you sir, what type of change would you like?"

            Javier blinked stupidly.  "Come again?"

            "Now that we have finished the process for your wife, we can begin designing your change."

            "I think there's been a misunderstanding." Javier backpedaled.  "We only came here for mods for Juliet."

            "That is unfortunate sir, as we are currently running a couples special.  The second mod package is half off."

            When Javier continued to look reluctant Juliet spoke, "This is about giving up your balls, isn't it hubby?"

            Javier knew that Cobrax were monogendered.  It was one thing that attracted him to the design.  You never knew what the gender was of the original person inside.  "Yes…no…I don't know."

            "This host was once masculine, before conversion." the guide added helpfully.  "It
is quite satisfied with the result of the changes.  Sex with my anal vagina is surprisingly orgasmic."
       
    "Come on hubby.  You know you want to become my wifey." Juliet leaned in to push her chest against Javier's shoulder.  "You know you want a nice big pair of your own girls to play with.  If you take this change you can get three pairs, and an extra set of arms to play with them.  And I'll teach you all the ways to make your body feel special."

            It was hard to Javier to deny what he wanted.  The straining of the dick in his pants was a pretty good indicator.  Finally, he said, "Alright, I'll do it."

            "Excellent sir.  If you'll step into the scanner, we can begin on your design..."

Chapter 3

            Javier waited, alone and dressed only in a bathrobe.  After they finished designing his new form, the guide had dropped him off with a nurse on the transformation floor.  Said nurse had taken the couple into this room for their detailed scans.  Javier had been a little embarrassed being completely naked in front of someone other than his wife, but the nurse was nothing but professional.  After the scans, the nurse had taken Juliet off to start her transformation, telling Javier she'd be back to collect him in fifteen minutes or so.

            With nothing else to do but wait, Javier returned to studying his faint reflection in the glass wall of the scanner.  Was he really going to go through with this?  To not only get modded, but undergo a mod that would leave him looking entirely inhuman?  And yet, the look on Juliet's face when he said yes…Javier would do anything to see that look on his wife's face again.

            After what seemed like forever the nurse returned.  A sterile rubber model, coated head to heels in white rubber with red edging.  By the curves the nurse presented as female, but a spherical ball hood hid all facial features.

            "Please follow me." the nurse said, the words emanating out of a small speaker mounted to the bracelet on her wrist instead of from her head.

            Javier nodded and followed the nurse out of the room.  The area beyond was large and open, yet subdivided into high walled cubicles by opaque hanging sheets.

            "This is where we do our large, full body mods." the nurse explained as they walked down the corridor.  "Mostly for Furry Fantasy and Alien Menagerie mods.  We have smaller surgery suites upstairs for less complicated mods, everything down here is requires either pools or tanks."

            The nurse stopped at the flap to one of the walled sections and tapped her bracelet against it.  There was click and she held the flap open for Javier to step inside.  The cube was mostly filled with a giant, translucent sided pool.  Circular, it had to be over eight feet in diameter and four feet deep.  The pool was currently empty save for a hulk of shiny metal lying in the center.  A Cobrax blank, the structure for Javier's new body.

            Under directions from the nurse, Javier removed his robe and climbed into the pool.  Squeezing into the humanoid gap in the blank was a more difficult challenge.  It was a tight fit, but the nurse assured Javier he would fit.  His chest was squeezed like a corset in the upper section, while his legs had a bit more freedom of movement in what soon would be Javier's tail.

            Finally, the nurse asked Javier if he was ready.  This was it, the last moment he could back out.  But Javier had already made his peace with the change and indicated for the nurse to proceed.

            Slowly, a thick bluish liquid began to fill the pool.  Javier recognized it as Mix, a combination of nanites and raw material required for complex changes like his.  The breakthrough with Mix was one of the reasons CFC was at the forefront of the transformation game.

            The Mix was cool on Javier's back as the pool slowly filled.  The more stressful part came when the level of liquid rose to the point it threatened to spill over Javier's face.  The nurse had told him to relax, to swallow the Mix as it reached his mouth.  The nanites would ensure his body had enough air and other nutrients to survive as he changed.  Laying there helpless required fighting against primal human anti-drowning instinct, but Javier managed.  The Mix had an unpleasant, metallic taste, but Javier dutifully swallowed as much as possible as his face was covered.  It was almost unsettling, the feeling of the material moving inside him as the changes started to take effect.  But the more Mix Javier ate, the sleepier he got, until his conscious mind just faded away.

Chapter 4

            Slowly, Javier drifted back to consciousness.  The world around his was utter, unmoving blackness.  He couldn't move, couldn't see, couldn't hear or use another of his other senses.  Beginning to panic, Javier wondered if something had gone horribly wrong with the surgery.

            "Please remain calm." the nurse's voice cut through Javier's panic like a knife.  "There are currently sense block in place to prevent any accidental movement while the mod process finished.  Now that you are awake, they can be removed."

            Slowly, Javier's vision returned to him. It was blurry at first, like he'd just woken up from a long sleep and had yet to rub his eyes.  Slowly it got sharper and then too sharp.  Javier could see small imperfections on the ceiling supports high above.  Cobrax eyes were apparently much better than the human model.

            The movement blocks were removed and Javier slowly tried to get to his feet.  No, not feet, tail.  Every movement was jerky, the muscles not moving in ways that Javier's brain could recognize.  Trying to push left had his tail moving right, or leaning forward made him dangerously unsteady.

            "Don't think about trying to move each individual part of your tail." the nurse advised.  "Think of it like walking.  You don't consciously think to lift your leg, bend the knee slightly, lift the leg a little more, repeat.  You think about going somewhere and the muscle memory takes you there.  In this case the muscle memory may feel out of place, but it is there."

            Javier tried to think less about moving his unfamiliar body and more about sitting up.  To his surprise the suggestion worked, and Javier's upper torso twisted off the ground.  Now that he was at half vertical, Javier was able to see his reflection in the wall of the pool.  Or perhaps her reflection, as there was little visible masculinity in the very stunned looking Cobrax reflected back at him.

            Javier lifted up one of her new arms, admiring the dark blue, black, and shiny chrome camo effect of her new skin.  The hand still had five fingers, but the pinky was jointed like another thumb and the nails all ended in sharp talons.

            Looking further down, Javier was astounded by the size of the breasts hanging off her torso.  Juliet hadn't picked that large a size, had she?  Maybe it was just the angle.  Experimentally, Javier gave one a gentle squeeze.  The resulting shock of pleasure nearly made the Cobrax fall over backward.  Juliet hadn't been joking about the benefits of having these beauties.  And Javier didn't have just one pair, but three.

            Further experimentation could wait for a little while.  "When will I be able to see my wife?" Javier asked excitedly.

            "Tomorrow." the nurse replied, coming to a halt on the other side of the translucent wall of the pool.  "We need to get you out of the pool and into a proper bed for some rest.  Once your systems have had a chance to fully cycle, then you'll be able to see your wife.  If it makes you feel any better, she had the same question when she woke up too."  Even though the ball hood hid her face, Javier had a feeling the nurse was smirking.

Chapter 5

            The next day, Javier paced nervously back and forth across the floor of her recovery room.  Locomotion via tread still felt a bit unnatural, like she should need more movement in her lower torso.  Instead it was more like driving a car, only moving the wheel when a different direction was needed.

            Reaching one of the reflective chrome walls, Javier paused once again to study her reflection.  Each time she did so, the snake-like creature shown there felt a bit more like her.  The hood was going to take some getting used to, especially laying down at night without compressing it uncomfortably.  She still needed a lot more practice using all four of her arms, but was at least up to using two at a time like a normal person.  As long as they were on opposite sides.  Javier had almost accidently smacked the nurse while trying to move both her left arms earlier.  By the way the rubber woman dodged the blow, Javier suspected she must have had some sort of reflect booster.  Maybe it would be better to practice some more now, so she didn't make a complete fool of herself later in front of Juliet.

            Javier was so distracted trying to move all four of her limbs at once that she didn't hear the door open and close behind her.  It was only when the partly muffled giggles started that she whirled around.  Behind her was another Cobrax, identical in every facet save for the color of her metal skin.

            "I really shouldn't laugh." Juliet said, covering her mouth with one of her hands.  "After all, I did the same thing after I woke up.  I've gotten a bit more competent, though bottom lefty is still a little slow on the uptake."  Juliet used her upper left arm to pat the lower consolingly.

            "So…well…" Javier tried to say something intelligent, but her brain was tripped up by the fact the exotic creature before her was actually her wife.  "Do you like what you see?"

            "I love what I see." Juliet slithered closer, moving her tail in a serpentine weave that Javier had yet to master.  "I'm going to enjoy seeing a lot more of it, Javier."

            "I've been thinking about that.  I don't really look like a Javier anymore.  Or male for that matter.  Since they have to redo our ID cards anyway, I was thinking about a name change.  Established Cobrax names usually revolve around color and scale pattern, so what do you think about Cobalt Night?"
       
    "I like."  Juliet gave Cobalt a deep kiss, their forked tongues intertwining.  After they broke apart she continued, "I was thinking Violet for myself, but I hadn't settled on a last name."

            "How about Sky?  The white on your scales reminds me of clouds in front of a sunset." Cobalt suggested, running a pair of hands over her wife's torso.  "Also, that way you'd be Violet Night Sky for your married name."

            "Violet Sky, I like it."  A mischievous grin spread across Violet's face.  "So, ready to fuck?"

            "That's rather forward of you."

            The grin got even wider.  "Are you telling me you haven't been aching for this moment since you woke up?  Our new bodies are literally built for sex.  Remember, I promised to show you just how good your new body can feel."

            "That you did." Cobalt replied, wrapping both left arms around her wife and guiding her to the bed.  "And I'll hold you to that promise."

            What followed was best described as a wild sex bender.  It started with hours of exploring every inch of each other's bodies, finding and testing all the delicate and sensitive places they possessed.  Violet then instructed Cobalt on the fine art of playing with another woman's breasts.  Cobalt was an apt pupil, and brought her wife to dozens of orgasms with a combination of squeezing, licking, and sucking.

            When they were finally ready, the pair took things to the final level.  Violet gripped her upper and middle pairs of breasts and gently pulled them apart.  The scales between unlatched in a zipper like fashion to reveal the gaping pink folds of her vagina.  Cobalt leaned in and took a deep sniff, the scent of her wife's arousal almost overwhelming her enhanced senses.  Cobalt let her long tongue dance among the folds, probing all the crevices while Violet begged her to go in deeper.  Cobalt obliged, pressing her face flush to her wife's scales and sticking the full length of her ten inch tongue inside.  Violet bucked wildly as she was hit by her strongest orgasm yet.  If Cobalt wasn't firmly entwined around her wife she would have been thrown off.

            "You can't image how good that felt." Violet said dreamily, coming down from her orgasm high.

            "Why don't you show me?" Cobalt replied, pushing her breasts aside to reveal her own vagina.

            Hour later, the pair rested while spooned together.  Cobalt was content feeling her wife's plump breasts pressing into her back, the edges of their hoods rubbing together with every small movement.  Behind her, Violet shifted slightly and asked, "Well, was that everything I promised you?"

            "Everything and more."

            "Any regrets?"

            Cobalt thought about it for a moment.  "Only one."

            "Oh?"

            "That we didn't do this sooner."

            Violet lifted herself up until she hung over Cobalt.  "That answer just earned you another round.  I hope you're ready."

            Smiling widely, Cobalt pulled her hidden vagina back open.  "For you, always."