Nightmare
You are drifting in deeep darkness. Wobbling, floating, drifting in a space of vague consciousness.
It's as if you've fainted again. You notice that you're being taken out from the interceptor, carried into a soft bed. It's a dim, strange room. The space is shaped irregularly, as if you're inside the organs of a giant creature...
Wh, where am I?
You mumble in your mind. A place you've never seen before. It's all wobbly and eerie. Facing upwards, you are lying right in the center, on some kind of pedestal. Your hands and feet, they're tied up!
"Ilia, Ilia ..."
You hear oneechan's voice. You feel a bit relieved, but you notice that this voice sounds odd somehow. Now you see a silhouette appear, the shape of your sister. But this figure is covered from the neck down in a bitch plack bodysuit. It looks really ominous. You want to call your sister's name, but instead you're speechless.
"Ilia, you've noticed, right? Yes, I am not really your sister. I am what you people call a Mysterion. An alien from another planet. Since your sister resisted us to the bitter end and asked to die, all that is left of her now is this body. Get it?"
You fall in despair. This hateful enemy not only killed mother, but your sister as well. You will never forgive them. But since you're tied to the bed, you can't to anything but fidget around.
"Well, killing you right away sure would be nice, but... it seems like you still have some use for us. What I'm trying to say is, if perhaps you say that you want to turn into our comrade, we won't kill you..."
You give a sharp look to the alien in the form of your sister. You'll never forgive them- And you'll never turn into one of those bastards, even if they kill you...
"Fufu, what a nice bluff. But I like your attitude. Otherwise, our hearts weren't so compatible with yours. But I do wonder how long you can keep up with this bluff."
As she says that, this woman tears open your orgasuit with something like a claw. Pop! your suit breaks like a balloon, and you lay bare in the nude. You lie there, stark naked on the bed.
Looking like that, you reflexively let out an embarrassed scream. Your chest that should be perfectly flat, has unshapely swollen up, and on its tips lie strongly darkened nipples, like those of a pregnant woman, getting erect. From the slit in your crotch, your clitoris is swelling and bloating up to almost the size of a pinky finger. This is an abnormal, grotesque body. This is your body now. As you look at it, thick tears begin flowing from your eyes.
"Hey, look at this, this uncouth body. What would your friends think, if they saw this body? Fufufu, hey, whatever happened that you ended up with a body like that?"
You notice something else that makes you gasp.
"Yes, that orgasuit and the machine must've fucked you up real good, right? Because you got dragged into battle, you ended up with this shameful appearance. And it's all their fault. Those people you though were your friends and would protect you."
You shake your head to the sides.
"Well, it doesn't really matter if you believe me or not. But you're still just disposable. You're being placed in that machine, forced to terrible orgasms, and once you can't orgasm anymore, you're finished. That's the fate for you, and your sister as well."
"No way, that's a lie!" you deny. But the longer you look at your completely changed body, you slowly begin to tremble.
"But you know, we are different. You are very important to us. We won't just make you into a simple orgasm machine, we will give you honor, game, and as much pleasure as you like. That is, if you become our comrade, y'know..."
Suddenly you notice. Your erect nipples and clit are starting to throb and ooze. You didn't feel it before, because you were covered in the suit. Now that your concentrated erogenous zones, your sensitive parts are directly exposed to air, they begin to ache for pleasure. You swallow your drool. Jiiin, your entire body is wrapped up in sexual desire.
"Yees, it looks like you feel your desire for pleasure, more and more. Your slutty body now wants the full power of pleasure. You crave for stimulus. Right?"
You shake your head. But really, the more you deny it, the bigger your desire for pleasure swells up. You want pleasure, you want to be touched, your awareness rejects any other thoughts.
[Very well. See? This desire is the source to become our comrade. Hey, you want pleasure, don't you? Maybe you want to be touched here, or even here? Should I touch you? I, Li, A?"
You reflexively nod. Doing so, the sexual desire swells up even further. You can't take it anymore. You want it. You want it so much. You wanna be touched. Your heart is being painted with lewd desires.
"Well then, I guess I can touch you. But before that, please say that you'll become one of us. Well, can you say that?"
You shut your mouth. You can't, anything but that. Turning into the enemy that killed your mom and sis, it's like selling your soul!
But your mind is about to be swiped away by overwhelming desire for sex.
"How stubborn, both of you... well, let's use this then"
Saying that, the woman grabs several tubes that dangle from the ceiling. The tip of the tubes are equipped with a small bowl like shape, and with them, she covers both your nipples and your clitoris. Your erogenous zones are completely covered, but since the machine doesn't make any contact, they leave you with nothing but impatience. No, the desire for sex gets even stronger than before.
"Look, now nobody can touch them anymore. Now it's impossible to give you your pleasant stimulus. What a shame, ufufufu. Now relish in this maddening frustration, for as long as you like!"
You're going desperate. You want pleasure, you want stimulus, you want to cum! But if you can't be satisfied, you might really... honestly go mad. Take it off. Take off these tubes! Such desperate desire is dominating your head, anything else would be fine.
"Fufufu, looks like you're suffering. Okay, I'll tell you something nice. These tubes don't only cut off contact from the outside, they also have the function to give intense stimulus to sensitive places. You might be an orgasnoid, but even for you it would take about a few minutes to feel good, right? But with a body like yours, in this state of horny craving, surely you would come in an instant, right? I have a switch here. If I were to press it just lightly... well, how about it? Should I push it? Do you want me to? If you want me to push it, you know what to do, right? Now, decide. Will you go mad and die? Or do you want to turn into our friend, and taste supreme pleasure and the ultimate orgasm? What shall it be! Decide now!"
You've lost your way. This ferocious sexual desire, you want something to be done, just for one second. Your want stimulus, you wanna orgasm. But that would selling your soul to the enemy... but, still, whose fault was all of this in the first place? Why do only I have to suffer like this? Enough. To hell with the humans, I don't care anymore. You wanna feel good, you want stimulus, you want to orgasm!
Your heart already begins to break.
"Now, what to do? Do you want to get mad like this, or become our comrade? If you choose us, nod your head with determination. Well, what shall it be? Ilia..."
Now, come on, don't lose your way. Ilia...
You nod strongly. The woman grins back at you. And with that, she pushes the switch.
There, ballistic pleasure flows over you. Your nipples and clitoris are severely tortured. The tubes are sucking down on your erect nipples, making them even harder, and are directly stimulating those engorged parts. Amazing, amazing stimulus. What fierce pleasure. It feels so incredibly good, that all your doubts from before are washed away. You're turning into one of them. You're going to turn into a Mysterion and destroy the human race. Your head is full of it, that's how good it feels. Doing so doubles the pleasure at once. All the suppressed pleasure until now is released. So good, feels so good, turning into one of them feels really really good...
You surrender your body to this overwhelming pleasure. You're completely liberated. This is how you're will want to live from now on. Instead of fighting, you can live like this forever, relishing in pleasure. That's how you begin to think.
And now, yes, it is coming. That thing. That thing that you wanted.
Heeere, your anticipation to orgasm is suddenly swelling up. You wanna cum, you wanna cum right now. This maddening pleasure has died your brain with nothing but orgasm. There, here it comes, your long desired orgasm, it's going to explode with pleasure. You can hear it, your dearest sound, the sound of orgasm. Coming, it's coming, here, here, heeere!
In an instant, something goes BANG and the pleasure bursts. Your body is rigid and your head turns pure white. Incredible orgasm, fantastic pleasure. This feeling alone is likely to wipe out all your memories.
"Well, was that enough? It wasn't right? You want to orgasm. Let's go for another round. Heere!"
Coming, it's coming, the harbinger of orgasm. You stand ready for yet anotherone. And then...
Here! it pops again. The pleasure bursts. Awesome orgasm, spectacular climax. With that, the last remaining conscience within you crumbles with a noise. From now on, you live for nobody, but yourself...
"Ha ha ha! How uncouth. You're making a splendid face there. Now, here we go again. You think of nobody but yourself anymore, surrounded by orgasm!"
Coming! Ballistic orgasm! Nothing matters anymore. You devote your body to nothing but this pleasure. You abandon your own body. That's what controls your mind. And then...
"Yes, you're completely ready now. Now, once you accept this one final severe orgasm, you've completely fallen!"
You notice that the the sense of orgasm, the pull of pleasure, has completely changed your heart. Whatever. I don't care about humans anymore. Cause this person will make me feel good forever. This is my fate. I'm freshly reborn, this is my destiny...
You are so strong, you think.
Then you notice, that you're wearing a pitch black orgasuit. The very same suit that this woman wears. And then, this woman stands right beside you.
"You have come at last. We welcome you, Ilia..."
As you nod, the woman, this so called sister embraces you. The woman tenderly combs through one of your twin-tails. The same way like your sister always did... could this be... your real onee-chan? At least you think that way. Thus...
"Yes. Ilia. I am Aya. Your sister. I'm sorry about the story that I was killed. It was a lie. If I hadn't, you would not get used to us Mysterions. Now, let's go, Ilia! Let us destroy those humans, and create a new world!"
You strongly nod, as tears flood from your eyes. You're so happy. Now you'll be together with onee-chan forever. This makes you so happy, that you can't stop crying. You follow your sister. You follow her deep into the darkness of this organic room...
And with that, your head goes blank again. Is this a dream? Or maybe...
Well, either way is fine. You are so incredibly happy, it doesn't really matter. In the happiness after your sister embraced you, you wooosh, fall down again, and sleep.