Nope! No surrender!

"N-n-n-no!" You gasp, trying to control yourself as your body still writhes from pleasure on the smooth, sterile floor of the white room. You collapse from exhaustion, laying spread eagle on the floor, but you keep acting defiant at least: "I won't surrender until... until I know what's going on..." You realize your new voice isn't commanding much respect. Too soft and girly, and you resent the fact that every noise that comes out of your plumper, juicier lips sounds so sexy.

The woman standing above you, Lissa, rolls her eyes and smirks. "A stubborn one, eh? Well, being difficult may work in a primitive land ruled by man-things like what you used to be, but here in Titopia, we are more enlightened." She kneels down next to you and caresses your extremely sensitive new breasts. Despite your frustrations, your body quivers in pleasure and let out a soft, whimpering moan. "I would hope you'd be grateful after we gave you the gift of beauty. Of tits. You can be one of us now! But if you insist on doing it the hard way..." She gives one of your breasts a firm squeeze, causing you to cry out, and pulls a pink collar from the pocket of her lab coat. She places it on your throat and it immediately shapes itself to your neck, fusing itself into place. Lissa then stands up and taps something on her tablet, causing a ring of light to appear below you on the floor. She grabs your arm and pulls you to your feet and then steps back to avoid the ring, whatever it is.

You stand there, trying to remain balanced on your new feminine legs, still weak from your transformation, and the ring of light begins to lift up out of the floor, circling your body until it reaches the height of the collar and stops.

"What is this?" You ask, realizing that the light is warm on your bare skin.

"It's scanning you." Lissa responds. "For your fitting. You wanted to be a brat, so you have to get the extra special bit of care before the next step in the process."

"And what's that?" You ask, nervously. Before Lissa can answer, the ring of light lowers back to the floor and the starts slowly rising again, coating your skin in some kind of thick pink liquid as it does. The feeling is bizarre, like being slowly dipped into oil, and as it covers your feet and ankles you realize that it feels pretty good. Like every inch of your skin is being massaged, from the soles of your feet to in between your toes. You let out an involuntary giggle and blush when you realize how cute it sounds.

"I'm glad you like it." Lissa says. "It gets more intense as it goes on."

You don't need to ask what she means, because the spray of pink liquid has reached your thighs, causing more pleasurable massage feeling, and then it begins to coat your pussy and ass. You cry out again as it suddenly feels like you're being both constricted and filled up in ways that you've never experienced before... certainly not as a man... You want to fall to your knees but you can't move the lower half of your body. The pink liquid has dried into some kind of latex-like material that is holding you in place. You shake as an orgasm hits you, and struggle to speak as you feel the liquid coating you and filling you up.

"That's the hard part." Lissa smiles, more warmly than before. "The rest is fun."

The ring reaches your tits, coating them as well, creating two perfectly smooth and shinking pink globes on your chest. The feeling is incredible, and you'd be a drooling mess on the floor right now if you could move. As the ring reaches your arms and you feel them being coated as well, you feel them **** into a position behind your back as the liquid dries, as if it's forming into a pre-determined shape and posing you. Once the ring reaches your collar it stops, lowers back to the ground, and disappears.

You're now standing in the room with Lissa, unable to move, sealed into a pink latex outfit.

"NOW do you surrender?" She asks with a knowing grin.