She discovers she's magnetic (DARK)

"Coo-coo, Rocketgirl. Good morning, my sweet." A gentle, singsong voice coaxed Rocketgirl from her slumber. When the heroine did not immediately respond, she felt a **** pry her eyelids open. "I said good morning," Ms Kyoto repeated.

Rocketgirl looked around and gasped. She hung suspended in mid-air, but could see no physical **** keeping her there. Yet she did not fall. Gradually she noticed that she wasn't quite stable; her body shifted slightly up and down in the air, no more than a millimeter or two in either direction. She looked down her body and saw every tiny hair on her arms standing upright. It was then she noticed the faint sensation of pressure in the air, pushing her body softly from both above and below, causing her to levitate. She realized with a start that the hair on her head was also standing out perfectly straight, radiating in all directions.

"Wwwwwhhaaaaattttss hhhhaaaapppppeeennnnniiinnnngggg ttttooooo mmmeeeee?" she said much more slowly than she intended, having to **** her lips to move to accommodate her words.

"Wow, good job getting that out," Ms Kyoto said. "A little bit of rest must have done you good. I can't imagine the strength it took for you to move your lips when I'm controlling your every movement right now."

Rocketgirl's eyes began to water and she realized she hadn't blinked since her eyes were **** open. Now they began to itch and sting, and with great effort, she closed them. She dared not open them again, but Ms Kyoto did something to **** her to open her eyes.

"Hhhhhhhhooooowwwww?" Rocketgirl croaked out.

"Electromagnetic field," Ms Kyoto said. She showed Rocketgirl a handheld radio controller and pointed at the ceiling. "The floor and ceiling of your chamber are electromagnets, and this handy device lets me control them. Since your body is lined with ball bearings, this means I can control you too. As long as you're in this room. Here, let me show you."

Ms Kyoto pressed some buttons and turned a couple of knobs. Rocketgirl found herself rotating upside down, then her arms and legs yanked in opposite directions at right angles as though to mimic running. Then her body came to attention and she zoomed towards Ms Kyoto, halting just in front of her captor.

"Do you have a kiss for me?" Ms Kyoto asked, then made a few more motions on the controller. Against her will, Rocketgirl found her eyelids closing and her lips pursing as she craned her head forward. Inwardly protesting everything that happened, Rocketgirl made out with Ms Kyoto. Her ball bearing lined lips pushed in and out, together and apart. She felt Ms Kyoto's tongue dart inside her mouth and try to tease her. But Rocketgirl's tongue was free of ball bearings and she exerted what little control she could, pulling her tongue as far back in her throat as possible to avoid engaging with Ms Kyoto's.

"Mmmm, a programmed former superheroine," Ms Kyoto said. "So much more fun than a regular superheroine. Wouldn't you agree, Melissa?"

Rocketgirl frowned, refusing to answer. "Really, no opinion on the matter? You don't think magnetized girls have all the fun? Let's see if we can persuade you otherwise."

The electromagnetic field pulled Rocketgirl's legs apart and brought her arm forward, palm facing her pussy. Her eyes, one of the few parts of her body not under Ms Kyoto's control, shifted back and forth in a panic. What was Ms Kyoto going to make her do?

Under ****, she pressed her palm into her pussy and rubbed rough circles. The grinding sensation was unwelcome but had its intended effect, gradually quickening her heart rate and causing her to sweat. Soon Ms Kyoto used the electromagnetic fields to push Melissa's head around in a circle, bite her lip, crane her head back, and move her lips into a perfect "O" as though she were moaning with delight.

Next Rocketgirl felt her ball bearing-laden thumb press her clitoris and flick it. Her eyes rolled back into her head as Ms Kyoto **** two of Melissa's ball bearing-lined fingers into her pussy. The ball bearings felt incredible going in -- pushing her labia to allow them to bounce gently up and down. Then with the electromagnetic fields' guidance, Melissa fingered herself, brushing her G-spot and feeling her fingers, like a thick dick wrapped in a ribbed condom, pumping in and out as her vaginal muscles subconsciously clenched and unclenched.

Soon she really was moaning. After Rocketgirl came, Ms Kyoto sucked her fingers slowly one by one, wrapping her lips around them and slowly pulling them from her mouth. She tasted Rocketgirl's sweet juice and nibbled teasingly as each ball bearing passed her lips.

"Now what do you think?" Ms Kyoto asked her glowing captive. "In the afterglow of your orgasm. Aren't your ball bearings incredible? Don't you think being magnetic is just peachy? I can make you make yourself feel this good all the time. Oh, and just imagine the strength, stamina, and precision you could bring to sexual encounters with others while you're under the thrall of these electromagnetic fields. If we didn't change a single other thing about you, just kept these ball bearings inside your skin, you'd already be the perfect little whore. And that's just after phase one of your transformation! Imagine what you'll be like when it's all over."

This was the first time Ms Kyoto had said outright that she intended Rocketgirl's future to be prostitution. Naturally Rocketgirl was not happy at the prospect. Mustering her great strength again, she was able to utter, "Fffffffuuuuuucccckkkk yyyyyyooooouuuuu."

Ms Kyoto frowned. "I will not tolerate such disrespect. You must be punished for that little outburst." She shifted some dials around on the controller and Rocketgirl suddenly felt a great pull from the ceiling.

BAM! her back slammed into the ceiling.

"Owwwwwwww!" she screamed at the pain of her head impacting the heavy concrete. She tried to move to rub her head to soothe the pain, but of course found her limbs flush with the magnetized ceiling, unable to move.

"Yeah, you think about that next time you want to talk back to me," Ms Kyoto said. She flipped a switch on the controller and suddenly the ceiling lost its pull.

Melissa suddenly had control of her own body. Noticing herself falling, she flailed her arms and legs as her hair fell around her head. "Wait, wait! Don't let me fall! I promise I can -- *gasp*!!"

An inch from the ground, her body stopped falling. She watched the floor push away from her slowly, then rapidly as Ms Kyoto slammed her into the ceiling again.

"Owwww!" she screamed. "Stop doing that!"

Ms Kyoto tutted. "Big mistake, Rocketgirl. You don't tell me what to do. I control you now." The floor pulled Rocketgirl rapidly down. Her face, breasts, and knees crashed into the floor at full speed.

"AAAAAAAAOOOOOO! I think you broke my jaw!" Rocketgirl screamed.

"I've done nothing of the kind," Ms Kyoto declared firmly. "I've calibrated this perfectly. You'll be experiencing some minor bruising in your back and your legs, but it will heal within 24 hours. You'll feel some swelling in your brain and that will cause you to pass out shortly, but I assure you no permanent damage is being done. I want you to be a fully operational, programmable, magnetic Rocketgirl for me, so I wouldn't dream of hurting you. Not physically, anyway."

She slammed Rocketgirl back into the ceiling.

"OOOOWWWWW! Not physically?! Yeah, right."

"Well," Ms Kyoto smiled. "Not too much."

Rapidly, she slammed Rocketgirl into the floor, the ceiling, and the floor again. Upon her last impact with the floor, as predicted, Rocketgirl lost consciousness.