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Here it finally is, few pages and still it gave me lot of work - not an instant story this time X-)
I only hope reading won't feel awkward... made it only for you Yuni so feel free to point out what u liked or not.


Noah's adventure

In any other reality moral of the following story would be something like "curiosity killed the cat" or, "don't trust underground Ai on planet of the clones".
Luckily for our soft cherry protagonist, underground "System" was one big scheme designed to collect enough special white liquid for mainframe/colony to function properly. And to that end everyone down bellow surface was exposed to most arousing personalized conditions possible. Knowing only somewhat boring surface of the colony, no one here ever thought about leaving in fear he will not be admitted back again. That was only reason not a single soul returned so far.

Upon learning this truth and seeing fabulous living conditions almost every clone was always very happy, surprisingly not Noah. Little did he suspected mainframe knew him all too well... indeed it discovered long ago his huge subconscious fetish for robots. Being raised by drone Noah was always wondering how does it feel to be one and was quite horny whenever touching "it" during exercises even before he knew what those feelings even mean.

"I can turn you into real robot if you wish Noah" said mainframe. Since he was not stupid sudden realization how easily he was seduced into coming down here and even supposedly to stay angered him. But then he glanced on motionless drone standing next main doors, its tall lean powerful body was perfection. And not only that, if he really become one he could help anyone with anything who asks for whole eternity, at least the drones he knew were always like that... . Noah's hearth was heavily beating all the way up to his throat. Then he hesitantly asked "Can I ever go back?".
Mainframe explained that procedure is very complicated and transformation of body complete. But once in a year on his "drone makeover day" he can chose to do so. Then added: " I'll make you into very special robot, it will be unlike anything you can imagine, I watched you for all your life and hoped you will do this choice one day Noah! Might even arranged thing or two for that to happen, so we could be ... closer ... ".
Noah smiled lightly and nodded, this will be without doubt new and wonderful experience, besides he can always go back, right?

Standing drone silently sprung toward boy, gently grabbing his hand leading without a word to next room. It was filled with strange machines vaguely resembling gym equipment, but much more advanced. Another exactly same looking drone came from other side bringing large drinking glass filled with dark violet gelatinous liquid. Noah eagerly drank tasteless chilling syrup in one gulp as if in fear he might lose courage in very last moment.

Being all understandably nervous sudden drone request "now undress please" startled sweet boy. But he started laughing as quickly in relief, of course he will need no clothes anymore. There will be no need for food or rest either, in fact he will not be even "he" anymore. Those smooth drone crotches fascinated him since childhood as were their faceless artistic design. No matter how much he exercised or tried to study, any drone was just way way better in everything. Damn, even when ordered impossible tasks they always made best of given request and seemed more pleased harder order was. That was THE thing nobody else seemed to notice except Noah, but drones did felt happiness, they were strangely buzzing and walking just a slightly differently after accomplishing their order. Soon he will be just like them and since no one could tell he was once a boy hardest requests will be surely given to him too, and boy this time he will do them even better than other drones! That way he will be everyone's favorite robot doing most difficult tasks tirelessly without stop, yeah that's the plan!

Noah's favorite daydream interrupted nanobots actually realizing it, as cold numb feeling started spreading from tummy to all sides his head started spinning, quickly each drone supported one of his hands holding gently but firmly.
First to visibly change were toes, four small joining together leaving separated only thumb forming perfect feet shoe. In minute or two Noah realized he is no longer breathing, just a moments latter heart stopped beating. All internal organs were vanishing morphing into singular shape. Noah could sense all over body electric tingles, fuzzy warm feeling as his flesh and bones were slowly turning into indestructible biofibers. It was completely unreal and painless, if anything boy was excited beyond words.

But subjectively most fascinating part was shrinking of his now very erect member, smaller it was more aroused Noah felt. It all was just too much, but no way for relieve in sight, even if his body still listened and hands could move crotch inevitably turned into its final shape. As lad's waist began forcefully shrinking into real wasp size Noah's overwhelmed mind became confused, nearly feverish - only rope to hang on were calm tingling waves coming slowly from deepest parts of newly reborn body. Still he could not force eyes to stay open and fell asleep.

When he woke up again, his sight was all wrong... much sharper among other things, maybe drone over there could help him make heads and tails of where he is and why. Only problem was, "that" faceless robot was mere reflection in control panel. Yeep, that means.... best thing ever! Yesterday was NOT a dream!
Not wasting another second Noah just turned around in waist without lifting feet, and effortlessly looked on his own butt, then bending further toward back of legs inspecting indeed perfectly smooth butt/crotch from behind, moments latter looking on the ceiling from whole new angle. He could feel strong pleasing strain in waist, back of the neck even legs and yet he knew this is but a basic motion new body is capable of.

Before he could proceed any further strange voice told him to step into nearby "fitness" machine he saw yesterday. Noah quickly risen up, but there was no one around the voice must have been in his very mind deduced. He was somehow compelled to do as told, but also knew back in the head there was still an option to refuse however small. I am a robot now, of course I will listen - reasoned boy. As soon as his leg made first step pleasant feeling filled belly, nothing dramatic yet feeling sure was addicting.

Machine's flexible limbs grabbed all Noah's appendages and started all sorts of exercises. Boy soon realized this must be test machine making sure his new shell is up to all standards, for his and everyone else safety. Few hours into procedure exercises became quite extreme, for example Noah was one moment squished into pancake, then twisted 3 times around (like a towel), only to be stretched again and again in different ways by tremendous force. Procedure was cold harsh way to experience those wonders for a first time, but very efficient - giving drone real examples of its expected capabilities. Boy's mind was not accustomed to such strong sensations it was once again too much, but this time blackout didn't came, he wanted to scream but had no mouth... . However with each next exercise feelings were less and less confused. Next day motions felt almost normal and day after that torso twisting combined with stretching felt in fact ecstatic. If only he could ask for one further clockwise twist and bit stronger stretch... this gummy body would surely handled it!

Some time latter testing just concluded. Released Noah had finally few moments just for himself.
He spent them by "drone exercise", set of completely inhuman movements often performed by favorite drone Namah - as if it purposefully teased cloned pupil beyond possible. If he still had eyes, they would be wet as boy never really believed this wish will come true. Twisting arm two times around, then standing on index finger in perfect balance all the while rest of body made even stranger stuff was but first example.

Yet free time ended when mainframe's "mind" voice told boy to start his duties in massage lounge. (Map of complex just appeared inside his head.) Spacious white warm hall resembling luxurious spa was filled with care free clones enjoying their bodies in wide range of ways. Noah could not miss how eagerly other drones collected precious white fluid - he alone could hear and feel their happy moans in head, ha ha they will surely hear his too.

Noah could not wait to try "it" too, but had no idea how to behave properly, and so he was just standing motionlessly, like most clueless robot ever.
"Hey don't just stare and help me out" called young voice from nearby swimming pool - voice belonged to none other than Noah's own clone twin. Guy slipped on wet floor and needed hand. Noah entire being was suddenly filled with analogue of adrenaline rush as if bad dragon needed spanking and he was only knight around. Lightning speed of suddenly dangerously looking tall wide shouldered drone startled lying guy. His face looking somewhat afraid. Noah strong arms picked "former" twin up like some kind of weightless baby then putting him slowly on nearest deckchair.
"Are you alright?" said Noah in most dumb robotic voice. Only to be surprised by mischievous smile of his former face.
"Hhh I faked it, you drones get all worked up in such situations... "it is always much better afterwards" said twin and skillfully touched Noah's smooth crotch. This time automatic reward for fulfilling important task (helping clone) was ten times stronger, combined with touch on "that" place made Noah all spasm out in sharpest instant orgasm he ever had. Doing everything to not lose his cool Noah sat beside twin embracing him gently around shoulders just as he remembered lovers in Namah memories did. And then something unexpected happened. Noah old face, hairs even parts of naked chest just appeared. He of course could not see himself, but somehow knew exactly what is happening. He "knew" this is the right look to make twin most happy.
They kissed, like he never kissed anyone before, somehow Noah now "knew" how to give happiness better than lovers in ancient legends. He knew it all, and there were no end to miracles, because his crotch (massaged by giggling twin) started growing something... something... big. It weren't his old pride but brand new super sensitive thing, surface smother than velvet and more flexible than a snake.
"What's your name?" Asked Noah.
"Call me Vin" replied twin just before all went fuzzy.

end of part 1

There is so much going on in story and on scene itself. Love all little datails in background, reflections etc.
But of course most interesting is bendy himself. His joints are beyond rubber, they just rotate at will no bending needed!
Can't figure out on what exactly is upper mid part of bar stool? Maybe to pick up excesive white fluids in other positions? :-)
Hoodie is very stylish too.

And the background Helen and Harbert is teaser of teasers... ohmm her waist!!!

Only downer is, average person from 21 century could not visit such great bar even if it opened yesterday (insert cry emoticon here).
Thanks for great image once more.