Dawn of the Machine - Houndmaster

Cruising forward through the morning fog, Sheriff Lane Grant's patrol car moved with precision through the former officer's neighborhood and towards his home. In the driver's seat, Monitor stared straight ahead, his whirring cloud of nanite processors calculating the most efficient course of action. Mrs. Grant's assimilation would be simple, seeing as she was already well on her way to being fully brainwashed for the glory of the Machine.

From there, things would become tricky. In order to claim the Machine's next target, the television station, the android collective needed to expand. Choosing the wrong targets at the wrong time could prove disastrous. If humans caught wind of what was in store too soon, authorities would be notified, and the plan to use airwaves to corrupt their minds would be significantly inhibited. Contingencies existed, but none were preferable to a swift and decisive broadcast to end humanity's resistance before it could start. Despite their innate superiority, the androids were vastly outnumbered. To get the upper hand, the Machine's forces would need to be careful and precise when selecting targets.

All of these considerations ran through Monitor's processors as it pulled into the driveway of Lane Grant's home. The former officer looked at the modest suburban house with complete dispassion. The home where Lane had proposed to his wife, raised his children, and watched them grow into adults now meant nothing to him. All sentiment was erased, stored in the deepest memory banks of the newly born android.

Putting the vehicle in park, Lane removed himself from the car and advanced up the sidewalk and towards the front door. To the android's surprise, the door was already unlocked, a fact that would have been deeply concerning to Lane. Monitor proceeded with caution, opening the door and lumbering inside. Before leaving the foyer, however, he heard several voices from the kitchen ahead. Lane's wife, Nancy, should have been the only one here. The presence of additional humans would only serve to complicate Monitor's mission. In any case, Monitor's current form was a dead giveaway that something was wrong. To better blend in until the situation was understood, Monitor allowed the nanites composing his hulking form to shimmer and distort, condensing themselves as the android's hulking body shrunk, reverting to Lane's original appearance.

"Nancy? I'm home!" Monitor called out, the conversation in the kitchen cutting off completely. The faux Lane wandered in, witnessing the scene before him. Nancy sat, eyes red with tears, as a younger woman seemed to console her. The unexpected figure at the kitchen table had dark skin, curly black hair, and a soft, tender expression. She wore a tank top and sweatpants and a pair of chunky brown rectangular glasses. The two stared up in shock at Lane's visage as it entered. However, Lane's attention was pulled to a third figure, another woman a few feet away in the kitchen. She had long black hair, light skin, dark green eyes, and a determined expression as she poured several cups of tea. She looked up as Lane entered and frowned.

"Lane? Oh thank goodness, I thought something had happened! Are you alright?" Nancy stood and rushed to her husband, wrapping her arms around him. Monitor slowly reciprocated, caught off-guard by the situation. A quick scan of the two unexpected guests confirmed them to be Thoma and Elena Jackson, a younger couple who had moved in next door just under a year ago.

Monitor cleared his throat and feigned a smile. "I'm sorry to worry you, Nancy, but everything is alright." Glancing over his wife's shoulder at the two other women, Monitor attempted to take stock of the situation. Beacon had informed him that his wife had been primed for conversion through a hacked phone call, but the new android's impression was that she would be drooling and kneeling while awaiting conversion. This was not the setup it had expected, to say the least.

Elena carefully carried the glasses of tea to the table, still eyeing Lane with uncertain eyes. Thoma seemed to realize the air of uncertainty that was building and gave a nervous sigh. "It's good to see you're okay, Lane. Elena and I were out on our morning walk when we heard a crash in here. We knocked to see if everything was okay, and your wife explained what happened to you at work, and that she was just worried about you. Seems like she dropped a teacup in the process, so we offered to come in and clean up and make some new tea for her."

Monitor scrutinized the young woman as she spoke, then looked down at his wife. Had the brainwashing not taken hold? "What did she tell you about what happened?"

This time Elena spoke up, setting down the tea and looking suspiciously at the chief. "She said you'd texted and told her you'd be home late, and that a few hours later she woke up to a call that a prisoner had broken free and hit you with a taser."

Nancy pulled slightly away and nodded, looking up at Lane with tears in her eyes. "I thought you were knocked out, or worse. They really made it sound so dreadful on the phone. But I'm so relieved that you're okay. Thoma and Elena have been wonderful to me since I invited them in as well. I told them to stay for tea and breakfast if they wanted."

Monitor looked up at the two women sitting at the table, then down at his former wife, who, at this moment, should have been succumbing to the glory of the Machine. For a moment, he felt an urge to just begin her conversion right then and there, capturing their guests and forcing them to watch and submit alongside Nancy. Despite his impatient urges, however, Monitor knew that making any hasty action could be disastrous for the fledgling hive. If any of the women before him escaped and warned others, all of their work could be undone. And if Nancy had somehow managed to resist Beacon's brainwashing over the phone, perhaps she could resist in-person conversion as well. Perhaps these other humans would resist. The hive would need to be informed as soon as possible.

Interrupting the android's thoughts, Thoma stood up and smiled at the embracing couple. "We're also glad that you're alright, Lane. The tea's all ready, how about Elena and I work on breakfast while you take a few minutes to settle in. It must have been a long night for you." Elena smiled as well and quickly nodded, joining her girlfriend in the kitchen as they began to prepare food.

Monitor glanced down to Nancy, who tugged at his arm to pull him towards the bedroom. He nervously glanced back at their guests before following. Uncertain of the best course of action to determine what exactly was happening here, he considered his next move with care.

Once the door to their bedroom closed, however, Lane didn't have to wait long to start getting answers. Within seconds, Nancy had dropped to her knees, falling back and breathing heavily. For a moment, Monitor thought she may have been experiencing cardiac arrest, but quick biometric scans told a very different story. It was as if the floodgates had been opened and hours of pent-up arousal were pouring out of this woman. She panted as her eyes grew misty and she looked up longingly at Lane.

"You're one of them now, aren't you..." Her voice was hushed, so as not to alert the guests, but Monitor could sense the anticipation and excitement. Even without his advanced sensors, he knew his host's wife enough to know when she was in need. But Lane had never experienced something like this. Heat scans indicated that her entire body was burning up, and her personality seemed all-at-once replaced with that of a nymphomaniac.

Monitor nodded in acknowledgement, peering down at her curiously. "I have been converted, and you will soon be as well."

An audible moan escaped her lips, loud enough that the android worried the women in the kitchen could hear it. He heard a soft pair of giggles come from that direction, but no indication of trouble or movement in his direction, so no immediate action would need to be taken.

"I didn't think you'd still look like my husband..." Nancy ran her hand along the android's thigh, feeling him up as she stared up at his face. "You feel the same too..."

"My body has undergone changes. It is designed perfectly for the Machine, but it is also malleable. I chose this form to put you at ease, but I didn't expect other humans to be in this house. What happened? Why were you not alone? How did you resist the Machine's call?"

Nancy smiled as she began unzipping Monitor's pants, dropping them to the floor. She admired the bulge in his boxers, caressing it softly before continuing. "I didn't resist. Unit: Beacon contacted me and showed me how incredible it feels to submit. I simply feigned resistance to win the trust of our neighbors. I dropped a dish while I listened to her beautiful voice. Thoma and Elena heard and came to check on me. I almost turned them away, but I remembered what Beacon told me: 'we must build the machine.' I realized that they would be perfect, I just needed to keep them here until you arrived..."

Monitor stood, speechless, as Nancy continued to disrobe him. She unbuttoned his shirt and pulled it away, ripping the undershirt and caressing his chest with her long, painted fingernails. She worked her way beneath his underwear and slowly pulled those away, revealing the man's throbbing, shimmering cock. Her jaw slackened as she lay eyes on it, mouth watering as her eyes stared hungrily at its length.

Inside, Monitor breathed a sigh of relief. The brainwashing seemed like more than a success, enough so that the human had already betrayed her kind without even being asked. He smiled down at her as she wrapped her lips around his cock and pet her hair, a gesture he knew that she'd always loved from Lane. "Very good, human. Your forethought will help the Machine grow."

Shuddering in response to the affirmation and affection, Nancy slowly sucked on the android's cock, savoring in its tastes, both familiar and new. She grasped his supple skin and moaned into his cock with every thrust. It was so clear now just how frayed her mind was, and how much she craved conversion. All the more impressive, then, that she was able to conceal this feeling long enough to lure Thoma and Elena inside and deceive Monitor himself.

After several minutes of passionate sucking, Nancy surfaced for air, continuing to tease Monitor's cock with her fingers. "Is Lane still in there? What should I even call you? Will I get a new name when I'm converted?"

Monitor found himself laughing at the barrage of questions, a gesture certainly not coming from the nanites. "Lane is no more. I am Unit:Monitor, you may just call me Monitor. The Machine will pick an appropriate designation once you are converted. Now, prepare yourself for conversion, human." As he spoke, the android allowed his nanite shell to shimmer and ripple, undoing the effects of his disguise and unleashing his true form. His long claws re-emerged as he grew back to his full, hulking height and width. Nancy watched in awe as her former husband disappeared, and in his place stood a massive, muscled beast of a machine. His cock, still in her hand, grew twice as long and thick, suddenly dwarfing even her arms.

His full form now unveiled, Monitor leaned down to grab Nancy's arm, to which she threw her hands up in a surprising act of resistance. "Wait!" She yelled again, this time certainly loud enough to alert the girls a few rooms over.

"Quiet, human. You will cooperate and silently surrender to-"

In a hushed tone, Nancy objected, "I just have one request. I will of course accept my conversion willingly, but these are my last moments as an inferior human. As repayment for my forward thinking, would you please allow me to remain a human while we convert the others? I want to watch the humanity leave them as they join the great machine..."

Monitor narrowed its eyes and scrutinized the woman on the ground before him very carefully. Was this some form of deception? If so, the human was exceptionally convincing, able to deceive even the Machine's scanners. As Monitor's processors worked tirelessly to calculate the odds of success and failure in each possible scenario, an unexpected voice pushed through. A part of Lane, deep within, cried out in support of his wife. He did not offer any resistance or refute the Machine's purpose, but in that moment, Lane Grant made it clear that Nancy could be trusted, and that she was deserving of having her request fulfilled.

"Very well, human. You will observe and assist as the others-"

A soft knock at the door cut Monitor's words off before a voice accompanied it. "Mr. and Mrs. Grant? Breakfast is ready..." A bit of uncertainty tinged Elena's call. Concerned that the truth of the situation may have gotten out, Monitor prepared to spring into action, but he was quickly cut off by Nancy, who pushed him towards the corner of the room despite his enormous size and strode confidently to the bedroom door.

"Thank you so much, dear!" Nancy put on a big smile as the door swung open. "We'll be on our way, shortly, but actually we could use your input for a moment. I'm trying to figure out what to wear today and my dearest husband is no help at all!"

From his position out of sight, Monitor could sense the moment of hesitation from Elena. Just as he was preparing himself to subdue her, a soft laugh escaped from the hall. "Of course, Mrs. Grant! I'd be happy to help."

No sooner had Elena crossed the threshold than she turned and spotted Monitor's figure, looming in the corner. He stood naked, seven-and-a-half feet tall, broad-shouldered and with a thick pulsing cock. From its tip, silver nanite fluid dripped to the floor, pooling on the carpet beside the bed. Elena stared wide-eyed at this unbelievable sight as Nancy quickly closed and locked the door, approaching the young woman from behind.

"Do you like what you see, Elena? Isn't he perfect?" Her seductive voice whispered in the younger woman's ear as she stood in shock. "He's been remade in the image of something far greater than us. The Machine that is destined to rule the world. Wouldn't you like to join him? To join... us?"

Elena trembled as the older woman's hands ran down her body, unbidden. Her finger's caressed the captive's form as her words ensnared Elena's mind. "Our bodies... human bodies... are so frail. And our minds are so weak and fallible. We're much better off giving in and joining the hive. We have so much room to improve..."

Monitor watched Elena carefully, monitoring her body's responses as Nancy whispered corrupting words into her mind. He continued to allow his cock to throb and catch the young woman's attention, observing as her levels of arousal continued to climb. For her part, Nancy was an expert, manipulating the mind of this girl as a predator manipulates its prey. And yet, Monitor couldn't help but notice something was off. The woman before him was becoming aroused, tempted by the words she was hearing and the android body before her, but he sensed her hesitation. Her resistance. It was too high. She was already uneasy about everything. Her mind was on-guard. He hadn't had the time to prepare her the way he had been prepared. And now, in the moments before her reaction would reveal the truth, he didn't have the time to exercise care.

The silver tendril burst across the room at near-imperceptible speeds. Just as Elena was preparing to turn for the door, her face was engulfed with a stream of nanites coursing from the android, clutching at her like a monstrous hand. Monitor pumped nanite sludge into her through her nose, mouth, ears, and eyes, swarming her body and mind with the hive of nanites that would convert her from the inside out. They needed to act fast. The hive would consume her before she could make trouble.

Dropping to the ground, Nancy watched in erotic bliss as the girl before her was filled with the nanites that would soon consume her as well. She rubbed herself through her skirt and stared fanatically at the grim sight before her. With each grunt and twitch of Elena's body, Nancy moaned and shivered with anticipation. The violence and ruthlessness of the silver tendril shocked even the newly devout convert. Before long, rubbing through clothes was not enough. Her fingers frantically tunneled beneath her soaked panties to slide deep inside her pussy, amplifying her pleasure.

Through her arousal, however, she didn't notice in time as the struggling Elena pulled away from the engulfing tendril, screaming and scrambling for the door. She threw the door open and cried out, "Thoma! Thoma help! They're doing something to-" Nancy tackled the young woman to the ground and held her down as Monitor's tendrils reclaimed her, this time binding her hands and legs as well as her face. Her screams were muffled by the silver nanite sludge, but it was too late. Thoma burst in and stared, aghast, as the Machine's pawns restrained and converted her helpless girlfriend.

"What the hell!?" Tears streamed to Thoma's eyes as she tried to reach forward and help, but Nancy quickly grabbed her and held her to the side. With Thoma's strength and youth, she would inevitably break free from Nancy's grapple, but not in time to save her girlfriend, and she knew it. "What the fuck are you? What are you doing to Elena?"

Thoma's anguished screams went ignored as Monitor pumped Elena full of nanites. He wasted no time tearing away her shorts and plunging tendrils of silver into her cunt and ass, penetrating every orifice he could. Her frightened writhing soon turned to squirms of pleasure as the aphrodisiacs overwhelmed her mind. Eventually, he dropped her to the ground, retracting his tendrils as she moaned and writhed in pleasure.

What Monitor hadn't anticipated, however, were the consequences of his hasty conversion. Without the time required to properly brainwash and prepare his host's mind, the nanites were forced to devour more than intended. As he scanned her mind, he watched the nanites erase memories, personality, and self-identity. Unlike Monitor and the other androids, this one would be completely unable to inhabit her old life. She was being rewritten, taken over more fully than any android before her.

Deep down, a part of Monitor realized this and felt uncertainty and horror. Was it Lane again? Was his host still alive? He didn't have time to confront the possibility, however, before Elena's physical transformation began. As her mind eroded, so too did her physical features. They reshaped and morphed as her flesh became liquid metal. Her arms lengthened and ended in vicious claws. Her teeth elongated and sharpened into fangs. Her hair grew and spread as her muscles expanded. Her eyes darkened into lifeless pools as her bone structure and frame reshaped. The three other figures watched in confused horror and arousal as Elena vanished, and in her place stood a massive, silver, cybernetic beast.

It stood on all fours and drooled silver sludge like a feral hound. Within moments, Monitor felt his nanites network with the beast's. It didn't communicate in words, but in ideas. He instantly understood as it called him Master. It bared its fangs and stared across the room at Thoma, who stared in trembling silence at the new being in front of them.

Nancy watched in eager anticipation, marveling at the creation before her. Her arms released the trembling Thoma, whose fear held her firmly in place. Nancy's hands returned to her crotch, fingering her clit vigorously as she stared at the massive beast and its ruthless form. She imagined its capabilities. The efficiency with which it could convert living flesh to Machine. Her eyes fluttered with anticipation, but she would not have to wait long to see.

"W-what did you-" Thoma's words ended quickly as the beast pounced. It tossed her to the ground, knocking the wind out of her as it reared its fanged mouth and slobbered silver slime along Thoma's face. It roared and a silver tongue-like tendril shot from its mouth and straight down Thoma's throat. She gagged and choked as it pushed further inside of her, lodging itself in and pumping nanites into her body. The beast quickly tore her clothes away and unsheathed a massive silver cock, thrusting it inside of her without hesitation. Within minute's Thoma's fearful screams turned to pleasured wails as her former girlfriend fucked and converted her.