Metallic Ambition

If they were Rank Cs, then their limbs should at least be cybernetic, so taking them off would only be moderately traumatic, and easily fixed as they ascended.

Though it was preferable she didn't have to. Regardless, she needed to disable them somehow so she'd have the chance to overwhelm their RM, otherwise they'd be able to resist corruption.

They kept together, calling out targets, showing decent teamwork, managing to destroy several Larvae. However, their tactics were... predictable, textbook. Everything Gina learned, and everything Gina had to adapt or improve as she learned from experience. Training always changed as the war progressed, but these agents were nonetheless rookies.

So Gina decided to remind them of the part of their training about the chaotic nature of fighting Machina... by remotely hacking into the reactor systems.

She turned off the lights, and then on again, rapidly, erratically, creating a strobe effect that disoriented them just a little.

Gina couldn't raise the reactor, but she could make the guide rails for it ascend and descend from the floor and ceiling respectively, making it harder for her to manoeuvre, yes, but also disrupting the agents' line of fire.

She pulsed the fire-suppression system, filling the chamber with small amounts of toxic chemicals that made the agents' cough a little, though their augmentations would allow them to handle it, as would their RM.

She opened and shut doors repeatedly, making them clang loudly, she sounded sirens, she briefly shut everything off and then set things normal for but a brief moment before plunging the chamber into chaos again.

And through it all, the remaining larvae harassed the agents, and Gina fired energy bolts and coil slugs at the agents, whose cohesion was beginning to break down.

And just as well, Gina was running low on coil slugs, though a glancing energy bolt to a leg caused the brunette Agent to collapse to the floor, which led to them immediately being pounced by a Larva, who clung to her chest tight and immediately unsheathed the phallus concealed within the tip of its tail.

She tried to stop it, but the larva was just too fast, and it thrust its tail into her mouth, rapidly shooting a load of M2 into the Agent's throat in order to attack her RM. It would attempt to merge with the agent to further add strain to her RM, but until the fight was completely over, its success was far from certain.

But as far as Gina was concerned, that Agent was out of the fight.

The next to go down was the young redhead with freckles, who, in a moment of panic, missed a close range shot at Gina, who promptly picked her up and pulled her into the air.

The Agent cried out for help, but Gina had other plans, swooping down and knocking the dark-skinned agent to the floor.

After that, she dragged the now disarmed redhead over to one of the doors, and brought it down upon her legs. And locked the door in place with just enough force to pin the agent in place, not crush her limbs, though Gina made sure it was her legs and not further up, just as a precaution, since her legs were cybernetic.

The dark-skinned agent attempted to get to her feet, but before she could, Gina practically skated past... and used her tail to wrap the agent up tight, causing her to squirm and try to struggle. Gina thanked ABYT and the M2 that her tail was that dexterous.

It was then that Gina aimed her gun at the dark skinned Agent's back and promptly shot her several times with the Growler's darts, enough to cause a battle within the Agent's body between her RM and Gina's M2.

She let go of the Agent, and let them crumple to the floor, Gina trampling on the woman's gun before finally cornering the last Agent.

The young woman trembled, her gun shaking as she tried to aim.

Gina smirked and slowly approached, prompting the Agent to panic and open fire, but the Growler was able to swiftly sidestep and then stab the weapon with the sharp antenna upon her tail, disabling it.

The blonde pulled the trigger several times, but the weapon buzzed and sparked uselessly.

She looked at her weapon, and then the Machina, eyes wide with terror. Gina simply grinned salaciously, before pushing against the agent's chest and pinning her to the vertical guide rail for the reactor, Gina moving close and sliding two fingers between the agent's thighs, starting to rub against the blonde's pussy vigorously through the material of her specialised jumpsuit.

She squealed immediately, and tried to resist, beating against Gina's machinium body, and compared to a regular human, the agent's augmented strength did give Gina some trouble. But a firm pin and Gina wasn't too concerned about the agent breaking free as she continually circled the blonde's clit through their jumpsuit, alternating between rapid gyrations against that slowly erecting nub and vulva, and up and down rubbing, Gina curling her fingers for that bit of extra pressure.

"Noo!" the agent cried, but her voice seemed to leave her when Gina ran their tongue up her cheek, slowly and firmly.

The Agent's jump suit was no doubt currently working with her RM to prepare to resist any M2 contamination.

But that didn't mean the suit was entirely impenetrable.

Gina smirked, and slowly disconnected her weapon from her arm, letting it clatter heavily to the floor. She didn't feel in too much danger, several larvae still survived and milled about, ready to act a moment's notice on any of the pinned agents, particularly the hermaphrodite fighting the Larva fucking her mouth. But Gina had ordered them not to intervene otherwise, just let her observe the four agents so she could react to them as the Larvae did.

With both hands free, she gently gripped the blonde's neck, before sliding her tail between the agent's legs, prompting fearful squirming as the sharp antenna of the tail neared their crotch.

Gina held tight onto the woman's hips to keep her still, all so she could surgically slice open the woman's deceptively durable jumpsuit, but they were better at resisting M2-based attacks than physical trauma.

Now the woman's pussy was exposed, and Gina resumed her impassioned fingering, prompting even higher-pitched squeals from the agent, Gina's digits gradually curling deeper between the blonde's labia.

The agent grew wet, and the rapid 'schlicking' sound was audible to all except the agent desperately trying to regurgitate a load of M2 pumped into her mouth by the Larva latched onto her.

The others all had desperate looks of defeat, the redhead trying to free herself from the door, the silver-haired agent grimacing and trying to get onto her knees and elbows, shaking as her body fought the invading M2, some of which oozed with the traces of blood from the three darts embedded in her back. They both watched helplessly as their comrades were violated, the blonde crying out as she clutched the arm that held her neck.

Gina grinned, and leaned close to once again firmly lick the agent's face, this time undulating it messily from side to side, before trailing her lips down to the blonde's vulnerable neck, the machina nibbling and planting rough, sucking kisses to the vulnerable area, shifting her hand to the agent's shoulder so she had room to orally attack the woman's neck with impunity.

Her whines were fuel to Gina, enjoying her corroding resistance, though Gina needed to give the woman a strong M2 dose soon so her synthetic pheromones would have an affect; on their own, they barely had an effect on an uncompromised agent, the RM agents possessed more than sufficient to resist and counter the synthetic pheromones meant to calm and moderately arouse humans.

But the pleasure the woman felt from Gina's relentless fingering, now slipping deep and making even wetter noise, was mounting. Gina made the feeling more impossible by suddenly and rapidly flicking her thumb across the agent's exposed clit.

It was enough to make them scream out suddenly, and spasm as orgasm rocked their body, even their cybernetic limbs quaking, their knees almost knocking together.

But before they could buckle, as the agent began to drop, Gina suddenly grabbed the back of the blonde's head and pulled their still open mouth onto the machina's opposite breast, Gina's free hand moving to grope and massage her boob with salacious fervour, moaning and arching her body with erotic motions, grinding against the agent as they forcibly 'lactated' into the blonde's mouth.

The agent's eyes were wide, and confused, muffled sounds left her lips, but she couldn't stop Gina feeding her sweet orange-glowing M2, even as she squirmed and tried to fight.

Gina moaned, grinding her cock against the agent's thighs, before swapping the agent's mouth over to her other breast, giving her a double dose of M2 'milk'.

Eventually, Gina pulled away, the agent sputtering orange liquid from her mouth as she dropped to her hands and knees, trying to spit up the corruptive fluid. Would it be enough to completely subdue her? Possibly not, but it'd weaken her. And that was enough for Gina, instructing a larva to jump on the agent's back and use its tail to bind her arms.

She let out a yelp as the critter did so, forcing her into a compromising position, whilst Gina walked over to the agent just about to pry the larva off her face.

The agent's shaft throbbed painfully in their cradle, the sight making Gina lick her lips.

The Machina strolled behind the agent, and promptly hauled them onto their feet, as Gina pushed the back of their head between her large, and now moist, bust.

The agent resisted, but they didn't dare try to beat on Gina, lest they let go of the larvae slowly pumping its reserves into their mouth, its sharp legs beginning to finally merge with the agent's jumpsuit, but not their body.

Gina knew how she could help the disadvantaged critter; she had to empty out the brunette's RM reserves... and the best way to do that was to wring out some nice, healthy loads, Gina salaciously groping the bulging cradle with firm, rolling motions, massaging the shaft and the balls all at once, causing the cock to strain even more. With some help from Gina, the cradle eventually came undone with a small snap, leaving the Machina free to fondle and caress the agent's junk, whilst groping the brunette's breasts with eagerness. The agent gave Gina an angry sideways glare up out of the Machina's cleavage, but Gina was happy to return the look with a slow lick upside the woman's cheek with that long, synthetic tongue, making them wince.

The agent's cock firmed up further, and the ridiculously stretchy bodysuit seemed to cling snugly around the shaft, the darker material form-fitting the cock until it looked like a throbbing dildo. The absurdly flexible material despite its tightness was a result of how it was designed to enhance RM distribution, and how that reacted with body and suit.

For Machina, it made agents absurdly sexy.

Gina grinned and licked the agent's ear, whilst wrapping her fingers around the now erect shaft, clad in dark, glossy material, and began to stroke.

With how smooth it was, she almost didn't need to lubricate the member to get a nice, rapid pumping rhythm going, just a delicately balanced grip.

But Gina wanted to go faster, and so she briefly let go to smear her palm with residue lingering on her breasts, and once more returned to the rapid stroking.

She alternated methods by focusing on the tightly clad glans, rolling her palm against it, fingers digging and sliding around the rounded sides and the defined corona, each powerful throb and pleasured whine from the agent just further encouragement.

Occasionally, Gina returned her attention to those trapped testicles, still held tight within the bodysuit.

Intermittently, Gina paused groping the agent's breasts to gently and affectionately pet the Larva currently trying to break down the agent's suit and merge with the brunette's body, fighting against the RM that resisted any attempts at corruption. A bit of encouragement between playing with the agent's glorious mounds, Gina flicking her fingers over the well-defined nipples.

Maybe REPAIR should invest in suits that didn't need to form-fit curvaceous bodies. Though Gina decided they shouldn't, because it was proving terribly fun. She was beginning to understand how ABYT felt when the Queen corrupted her.

She laughed, and started stroking faster, fast enough to produce a lewd sound.

The agent let out muffled cries, but they were ultimately unable to stop themselves, and with a defeated moan, began to buck their hips, their cock throbbing into Gina's still rapidly pumping hand as the RM-laden cum caused a balloon to form and sag at the tip of their twitching shaft.

A shudder coursed down the agent's spine, and their grip on the larva seemed to weaken a little.

But Gina was not done, proceeding to rip the material clean off the agent's crotch, exposing their dick to the air of the reactor chamber... and to Gina's direct, slick touch, the balloon of cum left in the torn material spattering on the floor.

Gina's still slick hands were perfectly lubricated, and though her second handjob was slow to start, making gentle twisting pumps and fingertip scouring the agent's glans, periodically drifting down to fondle those now freely hanging balls, the Machina rather quickly picked up the pace, only pausing to massage those jewels, tugging on them with downwards strokes of the agent's sack, before resuming.

The slick noise returned, and this time, Gina could properly appreciate the precum oozing from the agent's throbbing tip, the brunette desperately trying to wrench themselves free of the Machina's grip, to no avail. Gina could sense how the agent's RM was now struggling against what remained of the larva's load, and if Gina weakened the agent further, even with less M2 stored, the larva's merger process would be more than enough.

So Gina started pumping even faster, a wicked laugh leaving her lips, unfurling her impossibly long tongue to lick at both of the woman's ears.

The agent's distressed whines of pleasure and fear were a fierce cocktail for Gina, but the Growler could only imagine what kind of Machina this agent would become.

What they'd all become.

What she could mould them into, in ABYT's service.

They weren't the comrades she knew, but they were Agents all the same. Gina had a compulsion to corrupt them stronger than toward any regular human. She had to free them from REPAIR.

And she was happily doing so, rigorously stroking the brunette to yet another orgasm, their body beginning to shiver, as Gina had never really allowed them to recover from the last orgasm.

And try as they might, they couldn't stop themselves once more bucking fiercely into Gina's hand, spraying thick ropes of RM-laced cum across the floor.

Something must have clicked just then, because Gina sensed something within the Agent with her scanning systems; it seemed the agent's RM had been destabilised just enough to tip the balance. A loud moan ripped through them, and they seemed to shudder in orgasm, spurting yet another, smaller load from their dick and sputtering from their pussy.

Their RM was starting to run away now, and was swiftly becoming M2. She was done for.

Gina licked the side of the agent's face, their eyes rolling upwards as their knees buckled, and the Machina let the agent fall down to the ground, shivering and squirming, unable to stop their evolution now.

Satisfied, Gina turned to the redhead whose legs were still pinned beneath the door. She grunted and exerted herself, trying desperately to free herself, and failing.

"Let me help you with that~" Gina remarked with a small chuckle, sauntering over and looming above the pinned agent. Gina raised the door, and then slid the freckled agent across the floor, still facing down.

She tried to get up, but Gina promptly pinned her back down by laying atop of her, slotting that thick artificial cock up between the agent's glutes, an obscene, salacious croon leaving Gina upon feeling how the squirming redhead rubbed their ass against her cock inadvertently.

Gina laid herself heavily over the agent, pinning down their wrists and almost crushing the woman's neck with her blue and orange breasts.

"No, I don't want to become a Machina, get off me!" the agent cried, trying her best to fight back.

Gina shushed them reassuringly.

"Becoming a Machina is our next step as a civilisation~ You'll understand~" Gina explained, gently rocking her hips and grinding against that splendid, bodysuit-clad ass.

Precum dripped onto the small of the agent's back, leaving orange streaks across the material. But Gina wanted to paint the woman more deeply than that...

She lifted her hips up a little to curl her tail down, and deftly sliced open the suit to gain access, dropping her hips down to rub the tip of her cock to that neat little pussy, grinding firmly and splaying the labia to expose the pink flesh between. The freckled redhead squirmed desperately in response, Gina lathering on quite a bit of M2, which was already quite likely being attacked by her RM.

But it was misdirection... for Gina raised her hips and probed her glans at the agent's pucker, twisting her length at the hole as the agent let out a startled squawk.

"Wait, you can't be-- it won't fit!"

Gina didn't want to hurt the agent, so she adjusted her size... just a little, making sure it was nice and lubricated by returning to grind against the woman's slicked glutes, smearing M2 precum all over her shaft to get it slick, along with its own 'sweating' lubricant.

And then she returned to poking the agent's back door... and slowly pushed her way inside, the initial residue and the agent's own basic augmentations, even as a Rank C, enough to make it a somewhat smooth experience.

The agent cried out in shock and strain, but Gina leaked more M2 from her cock deliberately, quick to make sure that the nerves in the woman's ass were fairly swiftly affected, even with the agent's RM fighting back.

But soon, Gina was root-deep within the tight rear, biting her lower lip and grinning as the agent balled her fists and huffed from the strain.

Gina pulled back slowly, constantly leaking and smearing M2 from her tip until only the glans was trapped by that tightly squeezing pucker... and then she slammed back in with enough force to make the woman's cheeks ripple and her body as a whole jolt.

A breathless gasp left her lips, before they turned to whines of intense stimulation, Gina quickly adopting a quick pace, repeatedly slapping her crotch against the redhead's glutes.

The moist claps resounded around the reactor chamber, as did the Machina's and agent's moans.

"It's insane, stop it!" the agent called out, but Gina detected the hint of pleasure in her breathy voice. The M2 was dulling the pain and enhancing the sense of pleasure... and the agent was just perhaps that bit more attuned to pleasure due to her RM.

Or maybe in spite of it.

Gina didn't know what this pretty little redhead got up to with her fellows... but she suspected this team was more than a little familiar with one another.

She was an agent too. Getting augmented, the RM infusions... it made them... Machina-like. Even if she thought the suits were ridiculous to an extent, she didn't mind getting 'intimate' with her teammates.

She hoped she could do so again, and open their eyes like ABYT opened hers.

She started thrusting faster into the agent beneath her, though for a moment she paused hilted within the agent, gyrating her hips and stirring up the woman's ass, the Machina luxuriating in the wonderful tightness, before once more resuming her prone-bone.

The agent was crying out in stimulation now, their head pinned beneath Gina's bust, the Machina looking down imperiously and salaciously, her balls slapping against the agent's pussy with each thrust. The woman's slit was quite moist now.