Hero: B1-M-80 "Cyber-Girl" robotic heroine of the Unbreakables

The Unbreakables arrived on the scene to assist their fearless leader. The three women were geared up and ready to go. Hex the witch themed hero headed the group, with B1-M-80 aka Cyber-Girl the robotic heroine at her side and Pocket Rocket the roller-skating speedster hot on their heels.

"Villain is making a run for it," Pocket said, her mouth moving faster than even her feet. "I'm on her." She zoomed off on her skates, a blur of motion, in hot pursuit of the supped-up sports van.

"Pocket! We are meant to stick to… get… her," Hex sighed as she watched the blur of her teammate skate away. "Phalanx needs us!"

"Probability of Pocket Rocket getting in over her head… high," Cyber-Girl advised. "Recommend backing her up. I will rescue Phalanx."

"Right," Hex said as she opened one of her magic tomes and a portal appeared beside her. "I'll head her off… you save Phalanx and come back us up, if you can."

"Afirmative. Mission parameters set. Good luck Hex," Cyber-Girl said as she began to scan the area with her super computer powered of a brain.

"You too B… you too," Hex said before stepping through the portal.

As she stared down the football team of women lining up against her, Cyber-Girl flexed her chromatic body as if stretching only to a degree that even the greatest human contortionist could not manage. Her body was made of a special synthetic alloy that was able to change form.

From being harder than diamonds to being bender and stretcher than any elastic or rubber. It was a spectrum of matter she could reannage herself along. On one extreme she could bounce bullets off of her and on the other she could stretch around a whole city block without breaking.

She wore a skintight, latex-like, shoulder-less, shiny, blue onepiece suit that was designed to flex with her body but allow any kinetic force applied to it to go right through so her super hard chrome could take the hit. Her head had this open fronted helmet-like ridges around the top and sides of her skull which projected a blue digital face down into the space within the ridges, behind which were her optic sensors and voice modulator while further back within the head unit was her CPU and other operational components. The rest of her body was bare and chrome.

'Analysing' appeared in her heads up display as her cybernetic optics scanned the opponents before her. They seemed to form up into some sort of offensive formation before charging right at Cyber-Girl. 'Incoming attack… calculating defensive shifts.'

In fractions of a second her CPU determined the exact speed, angle, mass and force of the stampede of people well before they reached Cyber-Girl. It then spat out two different matter shifts for her pick. One that was solid like steel and would stop them in their tracks as if they had just tried to bullcharge a brick wall. And the other that would make her like rubber to absorb all their kinetic energy and throw them back like she was the ropes of a wrestling ring.

Cyber-Girl picked the latter. When it came to villains she still did not like hurting people, and running into a brickwall, even with all that football gear on, was going to end in a lot of injuries. Her core programming was to preserve and maintain human life. Not hurt them. Sure, she could override it when they were a threat like this, but Cyber-Girl preferred to avoid hurting anyone. So, instead her body became flexible and stretchy.

Quickly, she threw her arms out to either side and wrapped them around telephone poles, right before the wave of charging people impacted her. Cyber-Girl was pushed back, her body stretching with ease as the barrage of women slammed into her. She felt the impact of them along her elongated limbs and her chest. At least two of them smacked right into her breasts through the thin costume she wore.

One of Cyber-Girl's weaknesses was she could not pick and choose what parts of her body became solid or flexible. It was all or nothing. As was made apparent when her moderate breasts were squashed back into her chest, making her flat for a moment, before she was pushed back to front, her front driven inwards and then her back pushed outwards. It was a strange sensation and although her body was mapped off of human nerves being pushed and pulled into a form like this was so inhuman that her simulated nerves had no idea what to do.

A safety measure in her programming kicked in and instead of feeling simulated pain she felt the opposite, pleasure at such an extreme stretch of her body. Cyber-Girl's holographic face flashed from blue to pink for a moment and her vocaliser let out a loud moan. She was designed to simulate the human experience and as such was not programmed to hide or disguise any part of that, including pleasure and pain alike. Even if she wanted to, she could not stop or even hold herself back from letting out such a lewd moan.

Luckily, her current state of elasticity reached the maximum stretch the force of the football players smashing into her could generate and she snapped back. She launched the players off of her as her body was flung forward. Newton's third law kicked in and she felt the stretched body elongate out. Her belly and tits spilled out onto the ground along with her thighs and pelvis. Another issue with her powers was how malleable she became when at such a high level of elasticity.

Additionally, she could get stuck like this or in a worse position if she was not careful. She didn't grow out her body like other super elastic beings. She could only change it to a form that could be shaped by internal or external forces. She needed both leverage and to be capable of flexing her synthetic muscles in the right way to reshape herself. Something that was harder to do than you may expect, especially when her body was so malleable and not solid enough to generate much muscle mass capable of pulling itself back together.

Adversely the harder and more solid she made herself, the less flexible she became. At her full solidity she was basically an immoveable statue. This was one of the reasons Cyber-Girl had anchored herself with her arms before doing this. She could simply pull back on them and like a rubber band she would bounce back into shape and… a second line of footballers ran up as the first were thrown back.

The clever team players had set up two waves of offence and Cyber-Girl had missed the second one. Already they were about to leap onto and tackle her body into the ground. She ran calculations through her CPU but it's only response was to adjust her elasticity to ensure they did not deform her body further. She barely managed to do that as they impacted onto her stretched out form.

They landed hard down upon her beanbag sized belly and beachball tits. Others tried to pin down her ballooning thighs and even her stretched out pelvis. She tried to pull back with her arms back but there was too much weight on her. She was too weak to overcome them, but if she made her body more solid and tougher… she would not be flexible enough to recondense.

'Analysing escape peramiters…'

Cyber-Girl shuddered as her CPU worked overtime to try and find an escape while the football players manhandled her. The women were touching her in places that her internal system determined to be erogenous zones.

Very big erogenous zones now that she was stretched out like this. Much of her computing power was going to simulate her pleasure programs rather than calculating a way out of this. Already one of them pulled down the front of her costume and she felt the elastic outfit snap back down from her massive tits and slap upon her stomach sending ripples through it.

"Ladies… check out the massive boobs on this roboslut!" Cheered the player and stepped aside to show off Cyber-Girl's elongated chrome tits.

Already the initial offensive wave of women were picking themselves up off the ground and ogling Cyber-Girl's boobs. They looked at those silver synthetic boobs with wonder. They marveled at Cyber-Girl's fat nipples, so long and thick a mouth could barely fit around them. The soft, overly generous flesh of her giant ties spilling onto the ground like putty.

Cyber-Girl was hit by waves of simulated humiliation and shame. Her human social programming was hard coded into her. Based on a large sample size of mapped human brainwaves and responses.

She felt such a surge of shame and arousal that she almost short circuited from. She was almost as paralysed by this as she was by the football players pinning her elongated body down to the ground. And it was only going to get worse as the football players who she knocked down approached, looking rather pissed off at her and ready for some revenge. She really hoped her overcooked CPU came up with a solution to escape this soon.