Jessica narrowed her eyes, searching for a hint of sarcasm in Kate’s face but finding none. Her heart began to race.
“You can’t be serious. There’s no way that’s in the Employee Handbook.”
Kate shrugged. “Say what you like, Jess. It’s in there. Section 43 Item 12 on page 596 clearly states that if a transformation subject does not show up on time, the BodyWerks operator must designate an employee to fill the open slot.” She grinned. “And I designate you, hot stuff.”
Jessica began to sweat, her eyes darting around the production floor. She pointed at a curvy blonde nearby.
“What about Pamela over there? She’d make a smokin’ hot statue!”
Kate rolled her eyes. “I’ve already done twenty-seven blondes today. That’s more than enough. What I need is another redhead.”
“You’re turning women into chrome-plated steel!” Jessica shouted. “What difference does it make? Nobody can see their hair color!”
“Less lip, more strip,” Kate replied, studying the console. “It’s five till midnight, and I must meet my quota.”
Jessica’s shoulders slumped. It was company policy, so why fight a losing battle? She unzipped her green dress in the back and let it fall to the floor. Kate smiled.
“That’s more like it!”
“Just because I’m going along with this doesn’t mean I agree,” Jessica replied with a scowl.
She unhooked her bra and tossed it aside before slipping out of her panties. Then she stood tall with her arms at her sides. At that moment, a gorgeous chrome-plated nude statue rose from the transformation chamber. A second one already knelt off to one side.
“Heels off, too,” Kate said without looking away from the console.
“What?”
“Our statues don’t wear heels, silly.”
“Fine, whatever,” grumbled Jessica, kicking her pink heels across the room. “Happy now?”
“Oh, yes! You’ll make a wonderful statue, Jess! I’m so glad I told subject Gamma-692 to come in tomorrow instead of today.”
Jessica’s jaw dropped. “What the fuck, Kate? You can’t do that!”
“On the contrary, Section 39 Item 7 on page 426 clearly states that the BodyWerks operator may adjust subject time slots at their sole discretion. And I have the utmost discretion.”
“This is a fucking conspiracy, you psycho!”
Kate shrugged. “Hey, babe. Don’t hate the player. Hate the game.”
Jessica thought about arguing, but policy was policy. Who was she to question the handbook?
“Ugh, let’s just get this over with already.”
“You got it!”
Kate pressed a button on the console. Seconds later, a crane swung around, lifted the newly minted statue off the platform, and set her next to the first one. Kate pointed at the empty metal mesh above the chamber.
“Your chariot awaits, my dear.”
Staring daggers at Kate, Jessica stepped onto the platform. Kate studied her intently.
“On your knees, sexy.”
Having given up on seeking a reprieve from her metallic fate, Jessica knelt.
“Now lift and squeeze your right boob.”
Jessica rolled her eyes but complied with the lewd request.
“Nice! Slide your left hand down your stomach and lightly brush your hoohah.”
Jessica scowled. “My hoohah? What are you, twelve?”
Kate thought for a moment. “Yeah, more or less. Hoohah, please.”
“This is some slutty bullshit,” Jessica muttered as she touched her womanhood.
“Oooh, naughty!” Kate exclaimed. “Hold that pose!”
She pressed a red button on the console. As Jessica trembled, the platform began to lower into the transformation chamber. Kate rolled her eyes.
“Hold still, sexy! I want your statue to be spectacular!”
The platform continued dropping and stopped at the bottom of the chamber. As it powered on, the machine began to vibrate. When it reached full power, Jessica’s body started to stiffen. Her arms and legs became heavier before she lost all feeling in them. She didn’t need to look to know what was happening. The BodyWerks was converting her into solid steel.
As her nude body continued to transmute into metal, Jessica noticed another sensation centered within what Kate so crassly referred to as her hoohah. This wasn’t heaviness or numbness, though. It was quite the opposite: pure, unadulterated arousal.
“Mmmm,” Jessica cooed, kneading her breast and tweaking the nipple.
She began to twitch involuntarily as the pleasure increased. Jessica unconsciously slipped two fingers inside herself and started pumping, slowly at first but then with more urgency until her hand was a blur. She grunted as her body began to hitch and jerk, demanding an imminent release.
“Oh, fuck!” Jessica screamed, throwing her head back as the wave of orgasm washed over her.
Moments later, her transformation was complete. Jessica’s climax reverberated within her metallic body as her thoughts slowed down. At peace with her endless pleasure, her consciousness took flight.
The vibration subsided as jets sprayed liquid chrome all over Jessica’s steel body. Once coated from head to toe, a jolt of electricity arced through her, bonding the chrome to her metallic flesh. High-pressure water jets blasted her from all sides, followed by industrial dryers. Finally, robotic arms with buffing pads polished her body to a mirror shine.
Trembling in anticipation, Kate turned toward the chamber to receive her masterpiece. She gasped as Jessica’s gleaming nude statue rose into view, sparkling under the lights in a provocative pose.
“Hot damn, Jess! Looks like somebody enjoyed her transformation. You are one sexy thang! I can’t believe you fell for my crazy bullshit about the Employee Handbook, but I’m thrilled you’re so trusting. You are magnificent!”
As a crane lifted Jessica off the platform, Kate smiled and typed a shipping order on the console.
“You’ll look fabulous between Megan and Rhonda in my foyer, babe. And you’re right about Pamela making a hot statue. I’ll collect her sexy ass tomorrow.”
Copyright 2024 Olivia Zoe Quinn
Photo by Dylan McLeod on Unsplash
Story notes
This tale is based on one of my favorite ASFR images, “Two down, one to go,” by greatcthulu, who graciously agreed to let me write a story about it. Diabolical and gullible are the perfect symbiotic relationship, so it’s delightful to have an idea that combines both. I hope you enjoyed it!
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