This is horrible! They can't take you without a fight!

Tess begins to sob next to you and you see your rage in the reflection within her eyes.

You attempt to lash out at Mistress Jade in front of you but your arms catch in their restraints behind you.

Slap!

Stars explode in your eyes as you realize Mistress Jade has slapped you off the chair and onto the floor. You must have hit your head on the cold tile floor!

"So disappointing..." your Mistress hisses above you, "Just when I thought you had made progress. You shame yourself on such an important day! We will remake you as Master wishes, regardless!"

Tess rises as instructed and stares down at you with a look of horror on her face. Her 6 inch heels are at eye level, and she towers over your petite frame as your curl on the floor. Her big brown eyes plead at you and you watch the terror shroud her face. A guard roughly grabs her long brown curls and pull her head towards the sky. Her beautiful body is rigid with fear. You see the underside of her perky B-cup tits as the point skyward as she is roughly pulled in her restraints away.

She has been your best friend on this strange world. You swear that you are going to stop this procedure from happening to her! Mistress Jade roughly pulls you by your long red hair to your feet and guards grip your upper arms on either side.

Bzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz!

You convulse in the guards arms as the first electrical shock hits fires from within the subdermal implant within your clitoris.

Bzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz!

You shake again and sag into the grip of the guards. They drag you into the next room and you hear Mistress Jade laugh wickedly behind you.

"Mistress!" Nurse Kelsey complains, "This really will go best if the patient is relaxed for the procedure."

"This one has too much fight in her, I'm afraid." Mistress Jade responds.

You look around the room and are completely surprised by what you find. The room is large, well lit, and has a sterile smell. The equipment is confusing. It seems to be some sort of combination of laboratory and hospital. All around you there is buzzing equipment with bright displays and readouts. Women in lab coats and white nurse uniforms click about on their high heels from machine to machine. Two medical examination tables stand out under spotlights at the center of the room.

What a nightmare! I'll kill them, you seethe to yourself.

Nurse Kelsey stops at the first padded examination table and the guards roughly grip you and Tess. She gives you two a slightly pitiful smile and technicians remove your heels and and jewelry. You only have your the collar around your neck and the wrist restraints that are being held painfully high behind your back.

"Tess, you will be in bay 1." The guards **** Tess towards the table.

Tess sobs at you over her meek shoulder. The guards roughly **** her face up onto the examination table. Her bronze skin shimmers under the intense spotlight from the ceiling. She fights with futility as her legs are raised and spread within some stirrups installed beneath her. You can see that her ankles and thighs are bound tightly to the contraption. Her arms are lifted together above her head and her wrist straps are bound taught to an anchor. She continues to wail up towards the ceiling.

"Areli, please don't fight this, hun." Nurse Kelsey cautions you as the guards pull you towards the second examination table.

Quickly you find yourself in Tess's predicament. You are fully immobilized with your legs spread and bound into the stirrups. Your back arches off the examination table as your arms are pulled far above your head. You hear the snap of your wrist restraints being anchored. You close your eyes under the intense light of the spotlight above you. You feel it's warmth over your golden skin. You take a deep breath and let it out in a long sigh. You try not to think about Yoshino.

"Areli, are you there?" you hear Tess' panicked voice off to your side.

"I'm here!" you reply.

Your eyes strain to see Tess mounted to the examination table next to you. Her B-cup breasts rise and fall in rapid short breaths. Her brown hair spills off the side of the table almost touching the floor. Her lips part as if she wants to say something, but stops herself when the two of you are interrupted by the lights of the room dimming. It is almost impossible to make out any areas of the room other than you and Tess under the spotlights.

A sexy nurse, who is dressed identically to Nurse Kelsey, reaches Tess' side. Tess jumps in her restraints as the nurse squirts an ample amount of lubricated oil over her bare stomach. You watch the nurse kneed the oils deep into Tess' skin. You see some of the anxiety release from Tess' face as you watch the nurse work more of the oils into her. After thoroughly moisturizing Tess' stomach, the nurse begins to message the oils into Tess' breasts. A moan escapes her gaping lips and you feel your clit swell at the display of Tess arching into the nurses attention.

Another woman approaches your side and begins the same processes. The nurse quietly explains that she is moisturizing the skin of your breasts so it won't be damaged during the augmentation procedure. Oh no! Will I be as huge as Yoshino? you ask yourself. You bite your lip as the other woman works the oils deep into your breast tissue. You try to quiet your panting out of respect for her professionalism.

"Please test for sensitivity," An unfamiliar woman states from somewhere in the darkness around you.

"Yes, Doctor." Both nurses respond in unison.

You strain your neck to watch the nurse near you begin to roll a thick amount of oil between her finger tips. You are about to ask a question when suddenly she pinches your nipples roughly.

"Owwwwwwww!" you and Tess both cry out in response.

You continue to squirm in the restraints as the nurse begins to roughly twist and tweak your helpless nipples over the next few minutes. Your complaints echo off of the walls as she continues to work your little buds. Abruptly the nurse stops and looks at you with cold professional detachment. You feel her slide a slick finger into your gaping pussy lips.

"Nipple sensitivity falls within normal ranges. The subject in bay 2 remains a good candidate for the procedure," she calmly says as she withdraws her finger. Her professionalism cracks and she leans her face within an inch of yours. Her eyes lock with yours and you are shocked to see her stick her finger, still slick with your juices, deep within her mouth. She greedily sucks on her finger for a moment looking into your frightened eyes before withdrawing into the darkness.