Struggle, to no avail.

Claws lunged out and grasped at your legs too quickly for you to react, other claws coming forth to clamp down on your arms to make sure you are obedient to what's coming.

You are powerless as the machine seems to have started it's bimbofication process, scanning through all the options and seeming to choose what it thinks to be the perfect bimbo body for a person of your body type.

The claws gripping you tightly as a beep is heard from the matching, as it chose