Reformats Your Body

"Disintegrating clothing." The AI stated matter-of-factly.

The 3D printing lasers glowed red, firing out a beam which struck you clothing, causing you to wince and shut your eyes. You felt the dank ship air against bare flesh and your modest manhood hanging loose. As you opened your eyes, you saw the remnants of your clothes, just a pile of ashes on the floor of your room.

Beep-beep-beep

A sudden series of pitches, not like an alarm clock, rang out from the holopad. You glanced up to the device through frustrated eyes as the AI spoke up.

"Incompatible body type."

You exhaled through your nose, a sound of relief. Of course the perverts who got this would only want it used on girls. Then again, maybe you finished your thought too soon.

"Calculating differences. Body mass: 20% margin. Facial features: 10% margin. Breast measurements: 80% margin. Waist measurement: 20%. Hip size: 40% margin. Cock size: 30% margin."

You glared at the datapad, suddenly feeling a bit insulted. Of course, if you'd let the commentary about your manhood slide, you might have realized what the AI was talking about.

"Partial conversion required," The crisp tone rang, "Initiating captive feminization"

"Mmmph!?" Was your confused response to the AI.

A new set of arms rattled free from the machine, one from either side. A pair of wide metal scoops which looked like they were meant to be locked together. And indeed they were. The metal plates lowered themselves to your midsection, then mercilessly pressed together. The shape of your body and the shape of the metal pieces were two different things, and yet they pressed together, forcing your body to conform both inside and out. A glance down revealed it had **** your body into an hourglass shape.

"3D Printing Dermal Corset," The AI chirped.

"MMMMMPH!!!!" You cried out as a sizzling sound came from below, burning pain shooting through your midriff. There was the flash of bluish light from before. After a few seconds the pain stopped, tears were flooding your eyes as you glanced back in confusion. Though the metal clamps were released, your body still conformed to their shape. It took a moment to notice why, a flesh toned layer of rubber covered your body from your chest down to your hips. A body slimmer adhered directly to your skin.

"3D Printing Breast Molds."

Eyes wide, you quickly looked to your chest, where a pair of metallic cups, not unlike those in a bra, had positioned themselves just below your nipples. A 3D printing laser rested at the lip of the cup and had already begun to fire, filling the cup with a tannish liquid resin.

"3D Printing Butt Forms."

Apparently multitasking, a new arm emerged, swiveling around behind as a pair of 3D printing lasers began sweeping up and down your buttocks. There was a slight sizzle, but the pain was dull compared to the dermal corset you'd been fitted with. The lasers added layer after layer, till your butt stuck out a few good inches. So distracted by that display, you hadn't realized your breast forms had finished. Not until hot pain ran through your body as they were pressed down, a seal between skin and resin being printed. Turning your attention back down, you saw the boob-shaped cups drift away, revealing a new set of rubbery nippleless tits. You groan in anger and blush in humiliation, realizing you must look like an anatomically conflicted sex doll.

"3D Printing False Vagina." The AI interrupts, confirming its intention to fix that last problem.

You can't see what's happening, but you sure feel it. A pair of rough metallic claws clamp down on your shaft and roughly lift it, dragging it between your legs. High pitched screams of pain come from your gag as 3D printer goes to work, forming a flesh-toned cradle to hold your dick. between your legs. Yet on the outside, it had the appearance of a woman's puffy pussy.

With the lasers finally done, you were practically unrecognizable. Even with your facial features intact, the gag highlighted your feminine eyes, while your hairless body made you seem like a shapely female specimen. Even the rubberized flesh could be passed off as "enhancements." You glared angrily at the datapad, unsure if the AI could even see you.

After a moment of you hanging there, newfound breasts dangling, the AI spoke up, revealing its next protocol...