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Chapter 6
by Moot
What is the next stage?
New skin!
The conveyor belt sent Vanessa through a plastic curtain door, leading into a very dark room. Once she fully inside, the belt came to a stop. "Now don't panic my dear, the machine is gearing up for one of my favourite parts of the procedure! You see, hucows are born with plain skin, which my machine is going to fix" Dakota reassured Vanessa, her voice still being projected within the machine. "I swear when I'm out of this thing you are fucking toast!" Vanessa screamed back, but her protests were useless inside the machine because it was soundproof.
Dakota pressed a button on her screen and scrolled through various different black and white images. "Alright seeing as you've put up a huge fuss, I think this'll suit you perfectly!" Dakota concluded, pressing a button on her screen. As Dakota looked out the window, she could see the machine shifting around as it prepared whatever Dakota had submitted.
Vanessa had no idea what Dakota was blabbering on about, she was more concerned about the darkness. Her cuffs very briefly released, giving the naked woman a very small moment of relief. In a split second, Vanessa's wrists and ankles were grabbed. Whatever held them suddenly stretched them apart, pulling her off the conveyor belt and dangled her spread eagle over the belt.
Vanessa then heard loud spraying noises coming from all around her, which she then felt press against her skin. This sent another burning sensation, only this time it was around her whole body. The burning soon turned into tingling, and eventually wore off. The sprays switched off, and Vanessa was left in the silent darkness again.
Suddenly, the lights sprung on, blinding Vanessa temporarily. As her eyes adapted to the sudden brightness, Vanessa shrieked at what she saw. In the square room Vanessa was in, she was surrounded by the mechanical arms. Each one was holding a strange pointy device, which had a very familiar noise. The sounds reminded Vanessa of a tattoo, which is when she realized what Dakota meant.
"OHH NOO THAT BETTER NOT BE WHAT I THINK IT IS!" She bellowed, trying to wriggle out of her bonds. Just as Vanessa started shaking at the arms holding her in place, the rest of the arms shot toward Vanessa. They swarmed the busty woman, tattooing her perfect body. Vanessa shrieked in absolute pain as her entire body was being tattooed. Her legs, ass, stomach, arms, and big boobs all stung as the arms worked on her new tattoos. She couldn't see what was being tattooed, except for large areas of black ink. The arms were very precise, moving around Vanessa's body like a canvas.
One of the arms suddenly moved directly infront of her, menacingly approaching Vanessa's beautiful face. Vanessa was in too much pain to react, helpless as the machine tattooed her entire body. The arm jabbed forward, like a snake taking a bite. The arm tattooed around Vanessa's left eye, forcing her to shut her eyelids. This allowed the arm to tattoo her eyelid as well, before retracting away.
After about fifteen minutes, the arms had finished their work and retracted back through their holes. Vanessa was shaking in shock and pain, drooling slightly as she nearly passed out. The arms placed her back on the conveyor belt in the same position as before, which pushed her out of the room and back into the open.
Dakota burst out laughing when she saw what came out, the arms had done a perfect job. Vanessa no longer had clear and perfect skin; instead she had cow patches tattooed all over body. There were large black patches all across her legs and ass, over her nipples and big breasts, and scattered all around her body. Her face even had a patch around her left eye, sealing her new life. The sprays had also removed her lovely tan, making what's left of her bare skin a pale white. This enhanced her tattoos, because she now had the classic black and white cow skin.
"Nice tats Vanessa!" Dakota mocked, still laughing at how ridiculous Vanessa looked. "I....I w...ill k..kill y...ou...." Vanessa moaned, still in agony over her tattoo session. Inside she was fuming, horrified at what she must look like now.
What's next?
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Downfall
Vanessa's sentence
Vanessa Sinclair is your typical rich CEO, who only cares about her money and is rude to her employees. But when she is caught stealing money from employee wages, her life is about to be changed for good with a new kind of sentence.
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