Ney-Ney, The Pretty Titty Kitty

It had been a while since Rob had subjected anyone to The Pink Room. Even with Zatanna's magic being a way to circumvent permanent bimbofication, what he really wanted was a more convenient way to bimbofy his girls. Mass bimbofication was the way to go. With that all being noted, when he sealed Neytiri inside the chamber, making the hositle, arrogant Na'vi think pink from now on, he had no idea how long this process would take. Cynthia, Korra, and She-Hulk all took several hours of incubating before they became proper bimbo fucktoys, so, Rob thought, would Neytiri take the same amount of time.

With that in mind, still waiting outside The Pink Room, Rob was torn between using his time productively or simply waiting. He could go check-in on his other alien guests and see how they were doing, see if he could further along their corruption and submission. Or he could indulge in pleasure, find a partner, a fuck like mad for several hours. Or, maybe, just grab a chair, some beers, a tablet or his Switch and just camp out. Like in the olden days, waiting in line outside the game store for the midnight release of the latest console. Just settle in and wait for the long haul.

But all that hemming and hawing over what to do was all Rob ended up doing, as before he decided on a plan of action, the door began to creep open.

It had been maybe fifteen minutes since he saw Neytiri enter. So much for the willpower of the great Na'vi race, eh?

The Na'vi were a tall people, usually standing eight or nine feet tall. This Neytiri Rob had in his clutches wasn't quite that tall, but still a shade over seven-foot. Regardless of these quibblings over height differentials, Na'vi physiology also trended towards them being slender as well as tall, with long, spindly limbs, slim waists, narrow hips, and (for the women) small, undersized breasts.

Such things could no longer be said of Neytiri, though, as she came stumbling out of the Pink Room, smiling and giggling in a vapid manner, big yellow eyes sparkling with delight and curiosity, her body wholly transformed to fit her new Master's perverted ideal of feminine beauty and sexuality. The antagonistic Na'vi woman had refused Rob's generous offer for new clothing, still tromping around in her ill-fitting jumpsuit, and now the cheap cloth was strained tightly against this new body; the tall, slender alien now a total bombshell, with wide hips ending in a big, jiggly ass, thick, plump thighs, and absurdly gigantic breasts, swinging freely, having torn the zipper of the jumpsuit straight off, the dark blue flesh of her sumptuous body capped with great pink areolas and broad, flat nipples.

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Rob smiled appreciatively at this new appearance for the bitchy blue wannabe Smurf, but the best was yet to come, as Neytiri's eyes, bright and dim in turn, came upon him. A throaty, affectionate purr quickly turned into an all-too-familiar bimboish giggle. "Oh, hey there, cutie." Neytiri came staggering over, every inch of her newly expanded and slutted-up body bouncing and jiggly along the way. Standing close to one another, Rob was at perfect height to be smothered by those titantic fuck-pillows attached to her chest. "Gosh, I just wanna say, that, like, um... Ney-Ney is so sorry for how she's been acting! You've been so totally nice and cool with me and I've just been a total bitch. Can you ever forgive, handsome?"

With a great big grin on his face, Rob grabbed a handful of blue buttcheek, his hand sinking into it like memory foam. "Well, if this is going to be your new attitude going forward, Ney-Ney, I think I can forgive you." Up close, Rob could see that the musculature of Neytiri - or, rather now, Ney-Ney - had been boosted, too. Before it was tight and compact, but now her arms were thick with it, legs too, and she was rocking a fucking eight-pack along her abdomen. Rob gently stroked the new muscles, most likely cosmetic than anything practical. "You said some awful things about humans before. I guess you want to take it all back."

"Oh, for sure, baby!" Ney-Ney cooed, swaying her hips slightly as Rob stroked her flat tummy. She licked her lips and sighed, feeling her body warming up. "I mean, humans are totally the best! They make all the best things, like, um... oh! Dildos! Yeah, and porn and, make-up, and lingerie, and bikinis, and high-heels, and tequila, and vodka, and glitter, and puppy dogs, and thongs, and anal beads, and bikinis - oopsie! I think I said that already..."

On and on, Ney-Ney listed off all of her favourite things in the human world, vapid, empty things revolving around sex and fashion and partying and everything the Na'vi use to oppose. Rob had to hand it to whatever mysterious source powered the Pink Room. Turning such a high-and-mighty, haughty tree-hugging hippie alien granola girl into a vapid bimbo party-girl who only cared about fucking and getting fucked up was a delicious twist of karmic justice.

And, of course, as Ney-Ney rattled off the things she loved about humanity and Earth, without any conscious thought (because she had little of that to spare), she both leaned forward into Rob and pulled him into her body, her superior strength lifting the big man onto his tippy-toes, while unconsciously shoving his head into the deep (very, very deep) valley of her cleavage. Ney-Ney's new tits were about three times the size of Rob's head, so they fully enveloped him in an effortless manner, and Rob himself was all too happy to let it happen, smothering himself with massive mounds of exotically coloured titflesh, squeezing and mashing and pressing them against his head. Hey, if he was going to die here and now, there were worse ways to do so.

Ney-Ney only noticed what was happening after listing all of her favourite items from Starbucks' menu, pulling Rob free from marshmallow heaven, deep scarlet cutting across her face. "Oh, gosh, baby, I'm tote sorry! I guess I got carried away..."

"It's okay, baby." Rob returned, giving his newest toy a smack on the ass as a reward for the fun little experience. Pretty sure this made him the first man to be smothered by an extraterrestrial basic bitch, so that was a notable achievement for him and his wonderful life. "I'm glad to hear how much you love this play, Ney-Ney, but what I'm really interested in hearing if your opinion on humans. Not the things we make, but who were are."

Big eyes sparkling in delighted fashion, Ney-Ney gasped. "Really? No one ever wanted to hear what Ney-Ney thought before." More girlish giggling came forth, along with more bimboish giggling, Ney-Ney buzzing with happiness. "God, you're so sweet on me, Robbie. 'Cause, like, of course I love humans! They're stupid hot. They got big cocks and big titties and know how to have fun!"

"That we do, sweetie. So, do you still want to go back to your homeworld and your own people?" Rob asked, innocently, only for Ney-Ney to react violently, face screwing up in disgusts.

"Um, no way! Oh my gawsh, gag me!" Ney-Ney stuck out her long, sinuous tongue and made a retching noise. "Pandora is, like, the pits. It's for losers. Plus all the boy Na'vi are total cucks with tiny little micro-dicks. They can't handle a real woman like me!" To emphasize her point, Ney-Ney ran her hands down her curves, turning in place and showing off every inch of her new slutty form. "It's the worst place ever, babe, you have no idea. It's sooooo boring! I wanna stay on Earth and party and fuck and have lots of fun from now on!"

Ney-Ney's little dance caused Rob's blood to rise, a primal urge to claim and fuck the big blue bimbo in front of him rearing inside of him. He gave her another smack on the bottom, much stiffer this time, clawing at the jiggling flesh. Ney-Ney was all too happy with such an aggressive move, bending over at the waist and beginning to twerk up on him, his stiff cock fitting perfectly in between the crack between those two massive globes.

"Well, you are more than happy to stay with me, Ney-Ney." Rob grunted, as her worked his crotch in time with the Na'vi's bouncing butt, grinding up when she went down, and down when she went up. "But, remember, I told you on Earth, we practice sexual slavery, and I think a giant slut like you could only find a place if you agreed to become someone's ****."

"Oh, fuck, that's so hot, babe. I love the sound of that." Ney-Ney purred, before adding, "Hmm, pull my tail! Pull my hair!" Rob was all too happy to oblige, yanking on both on her prehensile tail and long woven braid, earning playful yelps from Ney-Ney. "Fuck me, Robbie, can I just stay with you! You got plenty of hot babes already, I wanna have fun with all of them and be a good little Earth fuckpet, okay?"

"What an excellent idea, Ney-Ney." Rob gave a sharp tug on her hair. It was a powerful and sacred sensory organ for the Na'vi, meant for sacred rituals and the like. No all of that was meaningless fluff. "I think you'll make a perfect ****, but first..."

With a snap of his fingers, Ney-Ney's ridiculously undersized jumpsuit vanished.

"You need to look the part."

"OH-EM-GEE! I love it, Master Robbie~"

Ney-Ney's transformation into the complete opposite of her people and her culture was complete, with the formerly tribal alien woman now clad in a crop top which barley covered her huge breasts, glittery writing spread across it that proclaimed "Na'vi Women Are Easy" on the front and "I <3 Human Cock" on the back. Tight leather pants clad every inch of her luscious legs, hips, and ass, practically painted, while a pair of trending stilettos clad her feet. Rob was pretty sure he couldn't let Ney-Ney wander into the wild (yet), her outfit was perfectly suited for a night of clubbing, drinking, and fucking. Mindless, intoxicating pleasure.

Squealing in delight, Ney-Ney marveled over her new clothes and Rob's power. Rob, too, marveled over it... for all of ten seconds as, still on a primal high and wanting to take his newest toy for a test drive, he ripped her pants off and **** Ney-Ney to her hands and knees, plunge directly into her great, big, bright blue pussy.

Holding onto her braid for leverage, Rob savagely plunged into the unknown depths of that alien cunt, urging his cock to grow nice and big as to match the gaping, cavernous maw he found himself in. Ney-Ney was all too grateful for such a move, letting out a simpering sigh and a heated, animalistic moan in short order, panting like a bitch in heat, humping the air in time with Rob's deep, powerful thrusts, feeling his swollen cock plunge into places she never knew existed. No wonder human's were obsessed with sex - they were so good at it!

Shamelessly fucking in the middle of the foyer, out in the open, the two lovers made a series of impossible lewd noises - moans and grunts, cursing and shouting, flesh slapping together, wet squelching of cock stretching cunt, and Ney-Ney's high-pitched giggles and shrieks - said bimbo xenoslut happily babbled about just how much she loved being a human cockdoll.

"Oh, yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah Robbie, you fucking beast! Fuck me good, Master! Hmm, yeah, yeah, yeah! Oh, fuck Pandora, fuck the Na'vi, this is totally the best ever! Human's are super cool and being their fuck-**** is the best thing ever! Holy shit, stud, your cock so big, you'll ruin me for those shrimpy Na'vi dicks for life! Hmm, yeah, ugh - OH FUCK! God, human's should totally invade Pandora and kill all the men and enslave all the women! All those uptight blue bitches will totally love submitting to superior human cock once you **** them into submission!"

Hmm, yeah, Rob gave her rambling half a thought, but they did sound good. Not actually seeing if his wish brought an entire alien planet into existence, no, but making the Na'vi a **** race for the benefit of humanity. He didn't need to visit Pandora (and why in the hell would he want to?), since all he had to do was pump Ney-Ney full of baby-batter and knock her up and bam! Have her pop out some kids and keep breeding them over and over, rearing his own family of Na'vi sex-dolls before unleashing them on the public. Yeah...

As her dumped his first load of cum into the deep, never-ending tunnel that was her pussy and womb, Rob felt the "pregnancy menu" flicker along the corner of his consciousness. He was very tempted to get started on the creation of his very own race of alien ****-girls, but he resisted it, if only barely. Gritting his teeth after the orgasm resided, he was beginning to feel this power was very dangerous, very tempting. That the more he fantasized about beginning his fucked-up breeding program - knocking up his harem and them enslaving and fucking the daughters they would give him - the more likely he was to pull the trigger.

Not yet, though, he told a part of him fiending for such perverted delights. He still had a lot of things to accomplish before that, not the least was the five other alien girls milling around house, destined to join Ney-Ney in the bliss of love, lust, and obedience.

And, as luck would have it, much like Rob was watching Neytiri as she entered the confines of The Pink Room, one of his houseguests had been watching everything from the point the transformed Ney-Ney exited. This voyeur saw everything; Ney-Ney's new body, her new personality, her affection for Rob, her submitting to him, and the fucking. The nonstop, wild, carnal fucking the two engaged with.

For her, it was the beginning of her own path to depravity and submission.