Date: Tue, 18 Nov 2003 18:57:45 -0800 (PST)
From: Buky <kael116@yahoo.com>
Subject: The borg - chapter 7
This story is fictional in every account, contains graphic
sexual language, depiction of homosexual sex acts, and is
not intended for audiences who are under the age of 18 years
old or do not wish to read it. All characters are fictional
and all events depicted are fictional. You have been warned
and the author assumes no liability in placing this wherever
it is placed, read by whoever, or how it is used. The Borg
and Star Trek are registered trademarks of Paramount
Pictures and are used here with respect to Paramount. No
humans or Borg were harmed during the writing of this story,
and hopefully, all the animals in my computer case decided
it was time to move.
The Borg
By Buky-18
kael116@yahoo.com
Chapter 7 - Assimilation Begun
As the last needle was removed, they deactivated the
levitation device and I hung from the restraints once again.
I faced the collective, nearly nude, about to be
assimilated, and hard as I had ever been in my life. My
cock stained against the material of my Speedo, just barely
peeking out the side. My body hung limp and tired, awaiting
the torture of assimilation.or perhaps, the pleasure of
assimilation.
They lowered it to the floor and removed the straps
from my right hand, then my left, then my feet. I lay there
on the grating not knowing what to do next. I waited for
several minutes before the drones ordered me to stand up.
One of the sexual drones reached his hand down to me and I
grabbed it. He pulled me up and I stood behind him.
A tactical drone led me away from the levitation ring
to the table where I lay before. On the way, I passed
Jezader and Tim. Tim looked terrified. There were black
marker marks all over his body; some lines went from head to
toe, others were horizontal and short. It looked as if his
entire body was a circuit pattern.
We arrived at the table and they motioned for me to lie
down. I lifted myself onto the table and swung my legs
around, positioning myself so my head rested on the
headrest. At the same time, I took off the Speedo I was
wearing and tossed it onto the floor. My cock sprang forth
and audibly flopped onto my stomach. After taking the
Speedo off, I straightened out on the table and ran my hands
over my body, stopping to grab my cock and stroke it a
little bit. My legs spread out a little bit and my feet
rested on the pads at the end of the table.
I glanced around to see what was happening to everyone
else. Jim was being escorted to the levitation ring and Lt.
Bryant was standing beside the table while his hair was
being removed. I couldn't see anyone else.
The six drones that attended me before gathered around.
The two naked drones were pushing carts of surgical
instruments and implants (I could only assume they were
implants). After they had surrounded me, they split up into
teams of two. Two drones moved to the foot of the table,
two moved towards my midsection and the two naked drones
stood near the headrest on my assimilation table. The two
near my head lay their hands on my shoulders/pecs and held
me down - sometimes massaging my chest.
The naked drones at my feet worked as a team. The left
drone, naked drone #1, the one with the least amount
implants and both hands intact, would hold one of my feet in
the air while the second naked drone (naked drone #2), the
one with many, many more implants and the manipulator arm,
started to insert small pins into each joint in my toes on
both feet. They were small round looking devices, barely
noticeable with heads like pins, about .5" long. When they
inserted them into the joints, only the heads of the pins
were visible, like a small round metal bump.
Naked drone #2 grabbed my left big toe and stretched it
outwards so he could get between the toes. He took a small
device, no more than 3mm square and shoved it into my skin.
It came alive and began to expand/burrow into my skin like
an insect. None of this hurt in the slightest..."These are
GREAT pills!" I thought.
He continued to shove the burrowing implants between my
toes for several minutes. Once he was finished with my left
foot, he did the same to my right foot. It took him about 4
minutes to implant all the little things, and when he was
done, I wriggled my toes to see how it felt.I couldn't
detect any difference. The pins in my toes and the implants
between my toes had no effect on the flexibility of my
joints.
The first naked drone set my left foot down and paused.
Naked drone #2 turned around and picked up a frosted white
container that seemed to contain some liquid. After peeling
the mylar lid of the top of the container he held it up for
the other naked drone. I started to sit up and get a closer
look but the drones at my shoulders held me down. Naked
drone #1 reached into the container and pulled out a long
piece of blue material, dripping with goo. He started to
open the end of the thing and stretched it out.
Naked drone #2 tipped the container over my foot and
poured some of the goo onto my foot, smearing it around with
his hand a little until it was thoroughly covered. Then,
naked drone #1 guided my foot into the open end of the
material. It fitted like a long, wet, gooey, rubbery sock.
As it passed over my skin, it became translucent. The sock
was made of very thin material, much thinner than spandex or
latex.
He pulled it over my foot and up my leg, stretching it
as he pulled. It went all the way up to my knee then he
stopped pulling. He let go and the opening quickly shrank
and tightened around my knee. As time passed, it began to
dry and shrink; it shrank so much that it became like a
second skin.
Each toe was outlined perfectly and wrapped. As I
moved my foot the material bent and stretched with my skin.
It was too cool. My foot had been shrink-wrapped! Just
when I was starting to like being encased in the stuff,
naked drone #2 held his manipulator arm up and began to cut
large openings in the material and remove sections of it.
He made large oval shaped cuts, square cuts with rounded
edges, circular cuts, and weirdly shaped soft rectangles,
and removed the material. Most of the skin on my foot
showed through, except for my toes, which were still wrapped
in the blue latex.
He then started to do the same thing to the latex on my
leg. He used his hand to hold my foot up in the air while
he cut large oval and soft rectangular shapes out of the
latex on my leg, going from foot to knee. Never were any
long cuts made horizontally.only vertical slim rectangles.
After he had removed almost all the blue latex
material, he set my foot down and my leg once again rested
on the assimilation table. Naked drone #1 approached me
with a small device in his hand and began to fuse the latex
material to my skin. It emitted a warm amber glow as it
melded the latex with my skin. He passed it over my toes,
my foot, my ankle, and then up and down my leg. He turned
off the device and turned away.
"I don't think that's ever coming off." I thought.
As soon as it was bonded with my skin, naked drone #1
picked up my foot and held it high above the table. He
inspected the job and touched a few parts that looked
suspect. He nodded to naked drone #2 and lowered it to
their waist level.
Naked drone #2 held his manipulator arm near my foot
and lowered the mechanical tip to my big toe. The end
transformed into some sort of pad about 3 inches square,
with hundreds of needles sticking out from the bottom. They
were sharp, incredibly small, and vicious looking. Naked
drone #1 relinquished the task of holding my left foot to
naked drone #2, who used his "non manipulator" hand to hold
my foot.
He began to insert/inject small pins with very small
heads into the entire surface of my foot. He would pause,
snap his manipulator arm, and then move to another spot. He
did this to the sole of my foot, the arch, the ankle and
toes. Only after he started going up my leg did I see what
he had done to my foot.
There were pins everywhere...little pinheads. Super
tiny micro pinheads lined every bit of latex and exposed
skin on my left foot. The sheer magnitude of their numbers
made it look as if my foot were made of metal, but only so
far as to give it a metallic sheen. It was still skin.
While drone #2 attended to my left leg, naked drone #1
was working on my right foot. He implanted a pin into the
tip of each toe, then a pin into each joint in my foot. He
took parts off a tray lying nearby and began to shove little
metal pieces under my toenails, which protruded slightly
from underneath the toenail - he trimmed the implant to fit.
He held my foot in his hand close to his face, picked up a
metal frame from the same tray of implants, and pressed into
the sole of my foot. It wrapped around my heel and snaked
forward towards my toes, then wrapped itself around my big
toe. He used the same fusing device to adhere it to the
sole of my foot.
He put my right foot down and naked drone #2 began
studding my foot with the microscopic needles with
microscopic heads. He implanted millions of them all over
my foot and leg. While drone #2 studded my foot and leg,
naked drone #1 held a laser scalpel in his hand and a
strange black ribbed rubber tube in the other hand. He made
an incision just back of my right ankle about 3 cm in
length, took the tube in his other hand and shoved it into
the incision about 4" under the skin. He sealed the wound
with a dermal regenerator. After the wound was healed, he
wound the tube around my leg once, snaked it back to my
calve, and then taped it in place.
Naked drone #2 took an implant off the tray, a
rectangular looking device with many attachment ports for
hoses and tubes, and fitted it over the calf muscle of my
right leg. Using his manipulator arm, he implanted several
retention pins around the area where he was going to put the
thing. Then, naked drone #1 took a laser scalpel and
removed the portion of skin where the implant was to rest.
Naked drone #2 fastened the implant to my skin with
adhesives and then melded it with my muscle tissue and skin.
Naked drone #1 removed the tape on the tube and
inserted it into one of the ports, twisted it, then locked
it into place - permanently. He took two more similar tubes
and connected them to two more similar ports on the other
side of the implant, locked them in place, and sealed the
implant forever.
He made two more incisions into my calve muscle, shoved
the tubes in, sealed the incisions, and made another
incision near the plate. He took another tube from the tray
and shoved it deep into the incision, somewhat tearing my
skin. The drone then healed the wound and snaked the tube
around my leg once and taped it to the inside of my right
thigh.
He made another incision near the back of my knee on my
right thigh, shoved the tube in, and healed the wound.
Apparently, they were finished with my right calf, because
naked drone #2 started to stud it with the microscopic
pinheads, starting at my ankle and stopping just above my
knee.
Along my left leg, naked drone #2 began to affix three
cylindrical/conical devices to the upper portions of the
rubber material. They looked like they had ports for tubes
on each end of them. He placed one on either side of my
knee and one towards the back of my knee. After the devices
were placed, naked drone #1 took several long pins/screws
and permanently drilled it into my tibia and fibula.
Obviously, these weren't going to be removed. Naked drone
#2 began studding the surface of my left knee with the micro-
pins...so much in fact that it made my leg give off a
metallic sheen. He finished inserting the pins and the
manipulator arm tool returned to the default tip. Naked
drones #1 & #2 paused for a moment and turned away.
They stood over the trays and appeared to be
conversing, but their mouths did not open. After standing
there for a minute or two, they walked away. I followed
them with my eyes, admiring the look of the naked drones.my
surroundings were too distracting for me to pay attention
for very long. I looked at the drone on my right side,
trying to figure out what they were doing/going to do. He
looked back at me with his sensorscope and, completely to my
surprise, smiled! His smile quickly faded away as the
emotion was destroyed by his Borg circuitry.something I
would soon have.
I reached up with my right hand and put it on his
stomach armor/circuitry. It pulsated with energy, yet was
cool to the touch. The humidity gave it a greasy - almost
sticky - texture. I ran my hand down his stomach and across
his hips, slowly down to his crotch, carefully groping his
package, which was encased in flexible metal. It didn't get
any bigger or tense as I massaged it.it was so strange. I
wanted to try to make him get hard, so I shoved my thumb
into his crotch and felt for his penis, but there was none
there. His balls were also missing.it was hollow space!
Tactical drones, it would appear, are castrated!
The naked drones approached again, this time carrying
many more trays of implants and instruments. Two new drones
accompanied them, both naked drones. The drones at my sides
departed as the new naked drones assumed their positions.
Naked drone #3, on my left, was a scantly clad drone with
many tubes traversing his muscle god body. He wore a
translucent red Speedo, and his penis was hard, straining
against the side of the garment. His skin had a silvery hue
and both of his hands were intact. A metal plate was on his
sternum and it stretched down his chiseled abs towards his
belly button, and then stopped. Tubes then birthed from the
plate and wrapped around his waist and descended into the
Speedo and his skin.
Naked drone #4, the new naked drone at my right, was a
strange drone.completely covered in what looked to be the
blue latex material that my left foot and leg were encased
in. His hands were bare and so were his feet. His head was
covered in the usual plates, tubes, and sensorscope. He had
an awesome body that was not overly muscled, but just enough
to make you want him. Nice pecs, great abs, and of course,
his legs/ass were to die for. The covering around his
crotch was missing, and a large circular gap surrounded his
genitals. From that circular gap hung a massive 9" cock -
soft! There were all sorts of metal fragments implanted
into the surface of it. For a moment I really wanted to
suck it. But, naked drones #1 & #2 were approaching me and
about to resume my assimilation, so I paid attention to them
again.
Naked drone #1 took a long, slender piece of metal that
had many pins on one side off the tray and handed it to
naked drone #3. He held it near my right thigh and stood
there. Naked drone #1 took another piece of the metal out
and handed it to naked drone #4, who then hovered near my
right thigh. Then, naked drone #1 held one large, long, and
narrow strip of metal along my thigh and lined it up
vertically, going from hip to knee. They removed them and
then cut six very long and nasty incisions into my leg,
making sure not to cut any blood vessels or nerves - they
only cut the skin and the muscle. The cuts ran vertically,
with the bone, and were 2-3" in length each. In each
section of muscle tissue around the incision, they placed a
retainer that would allow screws to slide easily in between
the muscles, while at the same time preventing muscle growth
and healing in the slits.
They placed one on either side of my thigh and one on
the front. On these strips of metal, naked drones #3 & #4
began placing small half-cylinders horizontally. Some were
big, some were small, but most of them were oddly shaped
with varying circuitry embedded in them. On the half circle
ends of the pieces were connectors that looked exactly like
the connectors on the rest of the implants - before they had
hooked tubes up to them. The drones finished securing the
strips in place with long screws. The ends of the screws
had teeth, but the remainder of the length of the screw was
smooth and chrome. Underneath the metal, the incisions
remained open, but no blood flowed. The metal strips bonded
with my skin and formed a waterproof seal. After everything
was done, naked drone #2studded my right leg with the little
pins.
The naked drones crowded around my left thigh,
obviously about to begin making alterations to it. Naked
drone #4 held a small black marker in his left hand and
began to draw outlines of something on my thigh. He started
at my knee and dragged it to the edge of my hip. Then, he
circled my thigh, crossed t my knee several times around the
circumference of my leg, then came back up to my hip. The
upper edge of the line was parallel to the tan line of my
speedos. He put the marker down and stood back.
Naked drones #1 and #3 worked together to apply a red
spandex wrap around my left thigh. It was tight and applied
in three pieces, all going vertically down my leg. The
surface of it was sticky, yet somewhat porous. The shape
curved inwards as it approached the inside of my leg and
jutted upwards as it approached the outside of my thigh.
After it was positioned, they bonded it with my skin.
On the surface, they began to place connectors that
burrowed deep into my leg, and remained on the surface. My
left thigh, instead of mobility incisions being made, the
connectors were implanted firmly in the muscle tissue,
bonding to it and making the surface of the rubber material
tense with my muscles.
There was a large elliptical opening in the bulk of the
rubber along the front left side of my thigh, and one again
at the back right side of my thigh. Retaining snaps were
implanted every 3cm along the edge of the rubber/spandex.
Naked drone #2 studded my left thigh with the micro-
pins. Naked drone #1 made an incision close to my knee in
the large opening on the front of my thigh. Then, he shoved
a black tube into it that was much thicker than the other
tubes in my legs. He healed the incision and fed the tube
up my leg and taped it to my stomach. He implanted a second
tube near my hip and draped the tube over my stomach as
well. After he had healed the incision, they were finished
and moved on to my upper body.
I looked over to Tieren's table and he smiled at me.
They had covered both of his legs with the blue latex stuff.
His left foot was covered like mine, but his right foot
didn't have any latex on it. I waved to him, but his
assimilation drones surrounded him and began to work on his
torso and arms.
TO BE CONTINUED