Rinse & Repeat

It unceremoniously dumped him on the floor on his hands and knees, a steel twin track lowering from the ceiling just above him. There was a high pitched squeak and then his arms and legs snapped to the track, clearly by magetisim between the cuffs the original tendrils left attached to him and the steel track. He was then suspended at what would have been waist height horizontally, facing the ground, his back, ass and hamstrings exposed and his chest and face facing the floor.

“Manscaping time, as you put it”

“I’m not going to bolt you know”

“Well I can’t risk it, and besides the depilating equipment is geared for you being in that position”

“Fair”

The equipment lowered and Jamie felt the spray hitting him at shoulder level, moving over his back, to his ass and hamstrings, right down to his toes, taking all of about ten seconds.

“That was quick”

“Indeed, this unit is designed to process six males an hour through depilation and decon”

Jamie heard more mechanical noises and then heard loud humming beside his head. He quickly became aware a rotating brush was starting on his shoulder blades, beginning its way rolling across him.

Pal was surprised at how docile and co-operative this one was so far, compared to Number 1. The test was coming up when the nailbrush went for the ass crack.

“Oooofff, not missing a spot are we”

“We’re all about diligence and quality; this isn’t one of your rugger showers here”

Jamie laughed.

The brushes withdrew once completing his legs and the soles of his feet.

Jets of warm water then deluged him, rinsing off the foam solution; before a blast of cold water

“You could have warned the cold blast was coming”

“Noted”

The mechanical track raised him up higher then proceeded to flip him over; ready for his other side to under go the same treatment. Almost asymmetrically he began getting sprayed from his neck through to toes, brushes arriving to do their bit once the spray sequence was complete. He noticed just out of sight the nail brush was looming again.

“Are you sure I can’t keep my bush?”

“No harm in asking, but the bush is the primary target and biggest harbour of bacteria; maybe next time try bartering for the navel trail”

“Is it too late?”

“I’m just messing; it runs on a program; it’s all got to go”

The brushes whirred to life, once the main one had covered the chest and moved on to his toned abs, the nail brush began its **** on the left armpit, then the right. The main brush slowed significantly once it hit his naval, taking its time to make sure the bush was completely saturated. It finally sped up again once the base of his penis was reached and moved onto his quads, giving the nail brush clearance to move to it’s next target, deploying the mousetrap bar to get his six inch cock out of the way of his sack.

“You really know all the hiding spots don’t you”

“We’ve been in research mode on your kind for a long time, it’s great to finally have you in the flesh”

The jets of warm and cold water did their trick.

The rack flipped him upright again to a standing position, while retaining him in his X position.

“How was that then?”

“That wasn’t so bad”

“Good – I’ll let you have a look at your body”

A mirror lowered in front of him and behind at an angle, enabling him to get a view of his newly hairless body from the front and back.

“Look at those abs – they stand out much clearer now that carpeting has been removed”

“I suppose they do – maybe you were right”

“And that dong of yours looks bigger too without that bush obstructing the view”

Jamie blushed

“Anyhow, let’s go to part 2” said Pal.

The mirrors retracted, and the frame moved forward, water jets lowering from the suspended frame above.

Jamie heard the jets roar to life as they targeted his body with the strength of a firehose for what felt like ten minutes, in reality it was fifteen seconds.

The frame shunted forward and another solution was sprayed at him, front and back.

Again, more brushes began scrubbing at him, nuanced ones for the difficult to reach areas like behind the ears, armpits, bellybutton, making him shake the frame quite alot when they made it to his more erogenous zones, the genitals and butt crack.

A rinse cycle and then he was hit with the **** of jets blowing warm air. They shut off and thermal red heat lights surrounded him.

“What is this for?”

“It will help kill any parasites you may have picked up on that sports pitch, I know they are rare in your region but better safe than sorry, they also compliment the drying process”

The frame exited the heated area, and small spray jets began applying an oily solution across his body again, in a sparing quantity

“What is this?”

“Oiling and buffing, it will score away any deadcells, and accentuate your show muscles”

“Nice, what for”

“Some of your kind are marketed for acquisition, but we feel we may as well give all of you the treatment”

“Fair, you did rob me of my masculine appearance after all”

Microfibre covered plates began to converge on him, buffing the oil into his major muscles. His pecs, back, abs, glutes and quads all got the treatment.

“Nice”

“Almost done buddy”

The stamp took its place at his back. It plunged into it tattooing a QR code onto it.

“Ouch – Didn’t see that one coming?”

“Yes, a code has been printed on your back. This will help us monitor you when there are thousands more of you in the colony”

“There are thousands of us?”

“Not yet, you are one of the first; a real pioneer if you like”

“Cool”

“I’m really surprised at how well you’re taking this so far”

“I’m trussed up on a rack butt naked with no ability to resist and flowing on a conveyor belt, I don’t see any other option than to ‘go with the flow’ ”

“That’s the spirit, take it like a man”

Finally the frame moved forward over a gap onto a lower floor, descending through the gap and releasing the leg restraints, Jamie hanging by his arms as the frame dropped lower, dropping him three inches from the floor and recoiling back to the level above.

For the first time since this weird episode started he ran his now free hands over his now hairless, smooth, buffed body.

“Jesus, I look and feel good” exclaimed Jamie as he confidently placed his hands on his hips.

“I’m glad you think so”

“You seem comfortable with your nudity, even now you are free to protect your modesty”

“Hey, I’m comfortable with my appearance, and in fairness lets face it you’ve already seen it all, joked Jamie as he windmilled his cock a couple of times at the orb. I look awesome anyway, that oil and buff really did the trick” boasted Jamie, pulling the skin at his abs.

“Awesome”