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 Allers Offers an Interview Tags: Exhib, Body-Mod, Amputation,
Objectification, Dominance & Submission, F/F, F-Self, Tali, Diana Allers,
Samantha Traynor, Mass Effect, auction, slave

   After seeing what Traynor did to Kelly Chambers, Diana Allers asks for
an interview to expose Traynor's secretive fetish.  Part of the Liara
Offers Universe, a stand-alone side-story to Tali Offers.

   ----

   "Well, I think that's a wrap." Diana Allers stated as she shut off her
camera drone and sent it back to her room in the starboard side of the
engine deck.  "But...  you never really said what you did with the rest of
Liara after she gave you her Azure..." Allers hinted.

   "Do you really want to know?" Traynor asked seductively.  "If you come
to my quarters I can show you..."

   Diana Allers hadn't become a reporter due to lack of curiosity.  So when
Specialist Traynor offered to reveal her secrets, Allers jumped at the
chance to hear them.

   "Really?"Allers asked to make sure the commander's mocha skinned lover
was serious.

   Traynor nodded with a sly smile.

   "Well then, what are we waiting for?"

   The interview had taken place in the ship's conference room, so it inly
took a few minutes to get down to Traynor's luxurious private cabin.

   The first thing Allers noticed was the extensive array of high tech
computers networked together displaying an amazing amount of up to date
intelligence.  The next thing Allers noticed was the set of blackout
curtains shielding the end of the room, where Traynor's bed and personal
chambers were kept, from view.

   Traynor walked to the high bar stool style chair and leaned against it
with her legs neatly crossed at the ankles.  "So, now that we're off the
record, why do you really want to know what I did with the rest of Ms. 
T'Soni?  I know that you were here, so you must know that most of her
became leftovers."

   Allers shivered at Traynor's tone.  The other girl moved like a predator
and as her own nipples hardened involuntarily, Allers got the distinct
impression that she was the prey.

   "That's just it, most of her." Allers pointed out.  "I'm just curious. I
want to know what you did with the rest of Liara."

   Traynor looked at her, walking closer to gauge Allers' reactions.

   "You do look curious, don't you?" Traynor mused to herself.  "Well, I'd
hate for you to leave disappointed."

   With a sensuous spin, Traynor made her way to the black out curtains,
her pert butt bobbing back and forth enticingly in front of her prey, like
the bait for a trap.  Slowly, she pulled open the curtains, not all the
way, but just enough so that the entrance, and her bed beyond, were
unobscured.

   Looking over her shoulder she bit her lip and sent a blazing glance at
Allers before climbing up onto her bed and perching herself on the edge.

   "You're absolutely right, by the way..." Traynor stated as she unbuckled
the front of her uniform.  "I did do something with the rest of Shepard's
former lover..."

   Allers eyes were caught in place, held captive as Traynor stripped off
her uniform to the waist and revealed what she was wearing beneath.  It was
a leather bra, but that wasn't why it caught Allers' eye.  It was light
blue, scaly, and with two soft pink nipples sticking out exactly where
Allers would have estimated Traynor's own nipples lay beneath.

   The reporter watched breathless as Traynor shimmied out of the bottom of
her uniform, letting it pool on the floor and revealing a matching set of
panties.

   "Is...  is that?" Allers stuttered not quite sure she could believe her
eyes.

   "Liara?" Traynor smiled.  "Why don't you tell me?  I'll let you touch
mine if I can touch yours too..." Traynor offered enticingly.

   Diana Allers slid forward as if compelled, passing through the open
black out curtains without ever looking back, her fingers extended
probingly until finally she reached her goal.

   The leather was warm to the touch, it had clearly soaked up some of the
specialist's body heat.  Allers could feel the soft supple scales under her
fingers, it felt amazing, and the knowledge that this had been a living
breathing asari once, a girl she knew?  That only made it more taboo.

   Her breath quickened as her fingers reached Liara's, no, the bra's
nipples.  They were soft and pliant, slightly bouncy, just like a real
living girl's would be!  Allers' eyes widened as her heart raced with
excitement.  Slowly, as if unsure where to draw the line, she traced her
finger down over Traynor's taut mocha belly to the edge of her asari-skin
panties.  Delicately, her fingers traced the blue leather, her hands
reached around the specialist to cup her Asari-clad ass and feel the
material against her now increasingly sweaty palms.

   "Are you done yet?" Traynor asked, causing Allers to jump in surprise.
She'd been lost in her own world, imagining Liara taken and harvested, made
into this...  this wondrous lingerie set.  Her heart raced in shock, but
Traynor's playful smile set her at ease, despite the predatory lilt at the
edges.

   "Yes.  Yes I'm done." Allers replied, trying to get her body back under
control.

   "Not quite..." Traynor teased liltingly.  "Don't you remember our deal?
I'd show you mine...  if you showed me yours."

   Allers eyes widened as her breath hitched.  She felt like a deer in the
headlights as Traynor stalked towards her only to pull up the bottom of the
reporter's dress.

   Samantha took in her prey's utilitarian black panties and smiled.  They
weren't uniform in color, in fact, it almost looked as if...

   Quick as a viper, Traynor slipped her fingers past the band of Allers'
panties and found herself cupping the reporter's hot, wet, snatch.

   "Mmmm...  see something you liked?  Did you?" Traynor asked, feeling
Aller's heartbeat as the reporter's pussy pulsed against her palm.

   "...." Allers voice caught in her throat.  She was unable to speak.

   "Hmmm...  I bet I know what you were thinking..." Traynor continued,
unphased by her prey's silence.  "I bet you were imagining what happened to
Liara, happening to you." Traynor stroked the entrance to Allers' snatch
with two fingers, being careful not to enter it.

   "You're imagining me wearing a thong made of your own pussy now..."
Traynor leaned in close and whispered softly into Allers' ear.  "Aren't
you?"

   Allers let out a squeak, like a cornered mouse.  A terrified mixture of
fear, and excitement.  "But...  you wouldn't..." Allers struggled to
justify, though whether to Traynor or herself, she didn't know.  "Doing
that to an Asari is one thing, but I'm a human girl...  like you."

   "Mmmm..." Traynor purred in her ear, "is that the case?"

   Allers' heart raced, unsure whether she wanted it to be true or not.

   "You know..." Traynor continued, "This isn't all I had made from the
Commander's little toy.  The rest of her is right behind you, if you wish
to look."

   Diana Allers felt like a young girl in a horror movie.  She knew if she
looked behind her, the beast would catch her, but she couldn't help
herself. As Traynor withdrew her hand from Allers' panties, the young
reporter turned around...

   Behind her was another girl, a woman really, a redhead, naked, and
clearly alive, but impaled with a pole through her cunt.  The other girl
was missing her legs, and her arms hung limply at her sides.  Her eyes
though, they straddled the line between glazed with lust and frighteningly
aware.

   "That's Kelly, do you like her?  She was the ship's yeoman before I came
aboard." Traynor asked breathily.

   Allers could feel her heart pounding against her breast trying to break
free.

   "She's my new coat rack.  You can tell, she's wearing the gloves I had
made from Liara's arms..." Traynor explained, though she knew that Allers
was terrifyingly aroused and probably wasn't registering a word she was
saying.  And there are the thigh-highs from Liara's legs there on the stand
beneath her!"

   Allers could see both articles of clothing and she realized that she was
in over her head.  The sight of the girl, Kelly, impaled there on the pole
to use as a coat rack...  "How?"

   "Oh, it was just a chance encounter...  Kelly got on at the citadel. 
She went up to Shepard's cabin.  She wanted to thank Shepard for saving her
life, from what I gathered.  I found her in Shepard's room laying on her
bed in this sexy red and plack leather dancer costume...  She was so
disappointed when instead of Shepard, I walked into Shepard's cabin dressed
only in Liara.  You see, I wanted to surprise her too..."

   "Kelly can't talk now of course, toys are there to be played with, not
to speak, be she could back then." Traynor continued, her hand once more
finding its way to Allers' pubic mound.  "She asked me where I had found my
Asari-skin lingerie, just like you did, in a way!" Traynor said, her voice
full of false cheer.  "I told her."

   "And...  what did she do then?" Allers asked, afraid to hear the answer.

   "She asked me what I'd do to her, if I could..." Traynor said with a
lascivious grin.

   Allers knew she could leave now, her brain was screaming at her to move,
to escape, but her curiosity, the thing that made her a good reporter? 
That was begging her to stay, to find out more.  "What did you tell her?"
Allers asked, her voice and body trembling as one.

   "I mentioned that she looked almost my size, and that I really could use
a coat stand for my new room.  This room." Traynor replied with a grin.  "I
told her how, if she gave herself to me, the first thing that I'd do would
be to take off all her limbs and leave her absolutely helpless."

   Traynor paused to take a look at Kelly's legless form.  "Obviously I
didn't do that.  Kelly here still has arms after all.  But she can't use
them.  I severed all the tendons.  They're nothing more than dead-weight
now.  A place to put my Gloves while I'm not wearing them." Traynor
squeezed Allers' pussy, prompting the other girl to squirm sexily further
into her arms.

   "Of course, As you can see, I didn't leave it at that." Traynor smiled
looking over her handiwork once more.  "Her breasts were too big for my bra
to fit over, so I fixed them.  I sliced her tits open one by one, and
replaced the meat inside them with silicone, cutting away at the excess
until Kelly's breasts matched my own perfectly." Traynor reached around and
cupped one of Allers own breasts through her dress and squeezed gently to
emphasize her point.

   "And...  and then?" Allers asked, half terrified, but getting more and
more aroused as Traynor continued her story.

   "Then I told her that I'd take a hollow metal pole and impale her with
it.  I'd force it all the way inside her cunt, past her cervix until you
could look down the pole and see the back of her womb." Traynor stroked the
sopping wet pussy of her newest prize, though Allers didn't yet realize it
yet, as she finished off her tale.  "Then I'd pour hot resin down the empty
pole until it filled her womb completely and hardened, trapping the pole
inside her now useless cunt...  forever." Traynor explained.

   "And she's still alive?" Allers asked, though she knew the answer.

   "Of course she is.  Kelly's mine now.  Only I get to decide when she
dies." Traynor stated, matter-of-factly.

   Allers' eyes widened at the conformation.  She could feel the fateful
words on her lips, the words that would seal her fate forever, but she
couldn't stop them from emerging.  "And...  what would you do to me, If you
could?" Allers asked, her hand covering her mouth too late to stop the
words from escaping.

   Samantha Traynor looked deeply into the other girl's eyes, and told her.

   ____



   Diana Allers hoped she knew what she was doing as she made her way to
Specialist Samantha Chambers' room for the second time this week, this
time, with her video drone floating behind her.  She'd made her decision
that very night.  Hearing what Traynor was going to do with her had rocked
her body with an orgasm the likes of which she'd never felt before.  That
very night she'd created a secret live-stream channel and encrypted it,
giving her biggest fans a time that the stream would start in exchange for
a sizable fee.  She wouldn't be able to use the fee of course, the fee was
just to tap into one of her other more familiar fetishes.  She wanted to be
treated like a whore, her favors bought and sold without ever seeing a dime
of it.  That's why the money was going to Traynor.  In effect, she was
paying her to do this to her, to make her into a thing, a toy to be gawked
at and enjoyed.

   Taking a deep breath, Allers steeled her nerves and entered the
specialist's bunk.

   It was empty.  Allers didn't know what to do.  She didn't expect this.
She felt, abandoned, abused, no...  those weren't quite right...  She
felt...

   "Worthless." The word came from behind her, from the entrance. 
Specialist Traynor was standing there with the Quarian engineer, Garrus'
toy, Tali.  "Right now, you're completely worthless to me.  Tali here, is
going to fix that for me."

   Traynor's eyes flicked towards the drone.  The blinking red light
indicated it was recording.  "Glyph, intercept that feed and edit me out of
it, my voice as well." The specialist then turned her gaze back to the
fully clothed reporter.

   "Strip." Traynor ordered, as if disappointed that Allers hadn't arrived
already naked.

   "Here's how it's going to work," Traynor explained as Allers pulled the
straps of her black and white dress off her shoulders.  "I've borrowed this
Quarian from her owner, to install my new computer case for me.  " Traynor
continued as Allers shimmied out of her dress, leaving it to pool on the
floor.  Allers tried to look at the camera.  She knew her fans, at least
the fans who had paid for the privilege of seeing her final expose anyway,
were watching; but she couldn't stop staring at Traynor as she explained
what was about to happen to her.  "You, of course, are my new computer
case."

   Allers shivered.  The entire ship was kept a bit cold, and being in
nothing more than her bra and laciest set of matching panties wasn't
helping; but that wasn't the cause of her shivering.  The way that Traynor
had pronounced her fate, just like that...  Allers didn't check, but she
knew her panties were damp with arousal now.

   "You can do your broadcast if you want." Traynor granted her new toy. 
"In fact, I even have a few suggestions, for later." she continued with a
smile.  "But once you're installed, that's it, you're mine forever."
Traynor grinned to herself picturing it.  "Now, feel free to talk to your
little fans, I wouldn't want to deprive them of your final broadcast. 
Besides, they can't hear or see me to know what's going on...  But
remember, I gave you an order.  Strip."

   Allers swallowed heavily in a mixture of fear and longing, as she turned
back to her camera drone, clad only in her bra and panties.  Still, she
wanted to make this, her last broadcast, memorable.  "This is Diana Allers
for Battlespace," she said as she looked at the camera, "and this is my
final broadcast."

   She smiled, surprised to discover that the expression wasn't strained at
all.  "Today, for my final show, I'm going to show you a window into a
little known fetish of the rich and powerful.  I was approached last week
by someone who does not wish to be known with an offer for an exposé, I
could reveal to you this sordid practice, if I offered up my own body as
the raw materials to work on."

   Allers paused a moment to let that sink in.  "So today, for your viewing
pleasure, my final news story...  on human itemization." She looked over at
Traynor, who smiled as if amused and motioned her to continue.

   "By the end of this broadcast I will be transformed, changed into a
living computer case with no ability to survive on my own.  Since my source
does not wish to be identified, they have provided a Quarian engineer to
actually perform the process for them while they, like you fair viewers,
watch."

   Traynor slapped Tali's ample ass, hard, sending ripples across her flesh
visible beneath the completely translucent material of her new suit.  Tali,
taking the hint, walked into camera frame.  With her body now completely
visible, tinted purple by Garrus' instructions, her opaque visor remained
her only protection against identification.

   Though Allers couldn't tell due to the lack of any sort of link to the
broadcast chatroom besides her video drone, the sight of Tali, a visibly
naked Quarian (despite her suit) was making the room go wild.  Traynor, who
had such a link on her pad, smiled, amused.

   "This Quarian, actually..." Allers said nervously as her fate drew
visibly closer.  "Who will be referred to as my "technician" for her
anonymity."

   Allers paused and looked directly at the camera.  "Now, since I can
hardly be converted while clothed..." Allers unhooked her lacy black bra
from the front, letting the cups of it fall open as her breasts pulled
apart.  She could feel the cups still covering her breasts even as she
looked at the camera, so slowly she pulled them off, one after the other,
exposing her large breasts, each topped with a puffy pink nipple, to her
viewers for the first, and last, time.

   Traynor smiled as she took a look at the chatroom, it was going crazy,
"You know, people are already commenting on just how slutty your nipples
are." She mentioned.  "They know that you agreed to become my computer
casing because you enjoy this, they're betting that the exposé is just an
excuse."

   Allers blushed heavily, knowing the accusations to be true as she began
to remove her panties, her legs together, she bent over slightly, pushing
them down around her ankles and revealing her cameltoe, which hadn't just
been shaved completely bare in preparation for today, but completely and
permanently depilated for her new owner's convenience, in the process.

   Allers looked back at the camera, unable to remove the rosy tint from
her cheeks in the process.

   "I see you're charging for this event..." Traynor mused as she looked
over the chatroom after giving Allers a long and lecherous once over.  "I'm
very curious as to why you'd need money after this.  You won't be able to
use it after all...  Why don't you tell your fans where the money's going
to go while you get up on that chair and let Tali start her work on you?"

   Allers eyes flicked momentarily to her new owner, before she followed
the darker skinned girl's instructions to the letter as Tali removed her
bra and panties and secreted them somewhere else while she wasn't paying
attention.  Allers climbed up on the chair, really a large high stool
similar to the ones that were kept in the bar/common room around the
corner. In fact, this probably was such a chair, Allers realized.

   "I'm sure you're all wondering where the money from this stream will go
once I've been converted..." Allers said nervously, her voice wavering. 
"Well, since I won't be able to compensate my new...  my new owner..."
Allers stuttered out, "for taking care of me, all of my money, not just
from this stream, but everything I own, I'm giving to her in order to help
pay for taking care of me."

   The stream went wild as Allers revealed her new owner's gender.  The
fact that she, Diana Allers, was a lesbian, some rich bitch's new
plaything, excited both men and women on the feed.

   "It's my hope that...  although I know that my new owner might tire of
me and either replace or get rid of me whenever she wants to, this money
will make it easier to keep me for longer..." Allers admitted hesitantly.

   "Hmmm...  trying to bribe me?" Traynor asked amused.  "It won't help you
know...  I'll get rid of you when I want to and not a moment later." She
smiled wickedly "I'll still be taking your money of course.  You're mine
after all, and that means what's yours is mine as well..." She paused as if
considering.  "Tali, grab a speculum and the laser scalpel, it's time to
show everyone watching just what I've acquired."

   ____

   Allers shivered as Tali returned with the requested tools, noticing a
bottle of medigel spray on the table nearby.  This was really it wasn't it?
She was about to be cut open, turned into a thing for Traynor to look at
and enjoy.  A useful piece of furniture, just like Kelly Chambers, the
woman, no, the coat-rack just past the curtains behind her.  Would that be
her when Traynor acquired her next plaything?  Abandoned, un-thought-of
until of use?  Unable to even watch as Traynor converted yet another girl
into a new plaything?  The thought was maddeningly arousing, and the
moistness of her puffy lower lips did not escape attention on the feed.

   The speculum was clear, a light round ring with tiny mass effect field
generators that were used to spread girls open.  It wasn't a diagnostic
tool, the wavy blue effect of the force fields when the toy was active made
it hard to use it accurately for diagnosis, but the persistent tingling
those same force fields left behind made it perfect for its intended use as
a sex toy.

   "Oh, you like my toy?" Traynor asked.  "It's all I had on me, your offer
was a bit short notice after all.  It used to be Liara's.  If it were up to
me, I wouldn't waste such a lovely toy on something so useless as my new
computer case's pleasure."

   Allers eyes widened at the revelation, not only was Tali going to use
another girl's sex toy on her, but a dead girl's toy, a girl who like her
had been used up and turned into something designed to give her new owner
pleasure.

   "Now, the first step in converting a girl into something other than a
girl," Allers explained as she started her exposé in earnest, "is to know
just what you want your new plaything to be." Allers stated as if she
wasn't the one being converted.  "When my source first raised the idea of
this exposé with me, she had a firm idea of exactly what she wanted me
turned into." She continued, "Since each girl and each er...  'final
product,' is different that idea dictates what modifications will be
performed and where to start on them." Allers explained.

   Tali's long purple fingers parted her pussy in a way that her camera
could see her tiny inner lips behind her soft puffy camel toe.  "Since, as
a computer case, my body needs to be able to hold the computer cables and
projection device, that's where the work on me will start.  Making room
inside my body for the cables..."

   "Mmmm....  you should see the names your 'fans' are calling you..."
Traynor mused as she looked over the chat feed once more.  "They aren't
fooled at all...  They know that this report isn't the real reason you
agreed to this, and some of these names for you...  Ooh!  They really do
know you, don't they?"

   Allers mind raced, insulting herself as she tried to figure out just
what her fans were calling her, as Tali stroked her bare pussy in front of
the camera.  It was to no avail.  Each new name she imagined, each new
insult she thought up and applied to her own body, none of them served to
bring her closer to the truth, just to make her even wetter than before...

   "They're right you know, you're hardly a reporter now." Traynor's voice
broke through Aller's thoughts.  "You're not even reporting are you? 
You're just enjoying Tali's fingers on your soaking wet twat.  You're more
of a whore, aren't you...  and not a very good one, giving your money to
the girl using you instead of the other way around..."

   The little jab abruptly reminded her of what she was supposed to do...
She remembered this part from Traynor's description on their first meeting.
"As you can see..." Allers explained to her viewers, unable to hide the
little moan in her voice as Tali's thick suit-clad fingers squelched their
way into her cunt and wetly pulled her open.  "my technician...  is opening
me up...  ooooh..." Allers eyes widened as Tali stroked her inner walls,
rubbing the squeaky latex feel of the suit over her most sensitive spots.
"So that she can...  have easy...  access.." Allers continued, panting
heavily, "for the next part..." She finished as Tali removed one hand to
pick up the mass effect speculum, her other hand remaining in place,
spreading her snatch open as the camera drone floated closer and zoomed in
for everyone watching on the other side of the feed.

   Allers had never felt so aroused in her life, it wasn't just the
knowledge of her fate, it was being exposed like this, being broadcast
across the universe as she approached it.  The knowledge that some of her
fans were recording this for later, that they were going to spread it
across the stars as she was reduced from a woman to a thing, a pretty piece
of furniture and no more than that, that knowledge was driving her to
heights of excitement she'd never reached on her own before.

   Before she knew it, Tali had moved the speculum into position and turned
it on.  The electric hum as the fields snapped into place startled Allers
almost as much as the electric tingle across her entire inner passage as it
was stretched and splayed for her owner and technician's viewing pleasure.
Allers wondered just how Tali felt about this, doing this to another girl
like she was.

   Allers had seen the original feed of Tali in the airlock.  She'd watched
the naked Quarian basting herself, changing her suit, and fucking herself
with Liara's own dildo all as Garrus called her meat.  That feed had been
part of what had made Allers so excited just before her interview with
Traynor, seeing the pouch and chair made out of leather taken from Liara
was what had prompted her question about what happened to the rest of her.
In a very real way, if not for the submissive Quarian meal in front of her,
she would not be here, now, letting Tali turn her into a computer case for
Traynor's twisted enjoyment.  Did Tali realize that?  Did she enjoy doing
this to her?  Or was this an ugly chore she was forced by her master to do
against her will even as he lent her out to a friend to degrade her even
further?

   With Tali's helmet on, Allers couldn't tell.

   The scintillating blue field over Allers' own vaginal walls would later
be ripped from this feed to become an incredibly popular screen saver, but
Allers had no way to know that.  She couldn't see the enticing beauty as
the fields rippled over her pussy, leaving her body tinged blue save for
the stunning dark red of her pulsating cervix as it stood out, uncovered by
the force fields.

   In a way, it was incredibly convenient that Liara had left this
speculum, without it, the laser scalpel that Tali held in her hand might
miss and cut something it wasn't supposed to.

   Allers could feel Tali's gaze on her, waiting for her to continue her
story.  Allers didn't know if Tali had been told to wait, or if she was
just trying to make this as good as she could for Allers, but either way,
the reporter thanked her for it.

   "Now, my technician has just placed a speculum in my pussy which uses
mass effect fields to spread and protect it from harm.  That's good,
because for the next step, she's going to use that laser scalpel in her
hand to..." Allers hesitated.  Up until now, it hadn't been real, but once
she finished explaining what was happening, Tali would start her conversion
in earnest.  Allers heart beat quicker, and she was sure that her
anticipation and fear was reflected in the eager pulsing of her inner
walls, spread as they were.  "to carve out my cervix." Allers pronounced
with finality.

   As Tali maneuvered the scalpel in place so that it didn't block the view
of those watching the feed, or more importantly, Samantha Traynor's view,
Allers continued.  "The protection from those mass, ah!  Effect fields...
is crucial.  My owner would be very upset if my technician destroyed any
more of my body than my new owner wants her to." Allers continued as she
saw Tali finish positioning, eager to hold off the pain a few seconds more
now that it loomed over her.  "As a side effect of the mass effect fields,
this speculum feels incredible, like tiny lightning bolts massaging my
pussy from the inside out...  AAAAGH!"

   Tali lit up the scalpel, drawing a cry of anguished pain from Allers as
the laser sizzled, carving through the ring around her cervix, cauterizing
it in the process.

   The pain was incredible!  Allers felt like she was being torn open,
which, in a certain sense she was.  Her head flew back as her spine arched,
accidentally treating the viewers to an even better view of her burning
cunt as the laser sliced her privates apart.

   As Tali sprayed the wound with Medigel, cooling and soothing it as it
quickly healed into two separate parts, Allers' cervix, and the rest of her
body.  The whole thing had seemed like an eternity to Allers, though in
reality, it had likely taken less than a minute.

   "Aaaahhh...  Aaahhh..." Allers whimpered as she came down from the pain.
"The pain...  is...  incredible..." Allers continued, holding onto her
reporting to keep herself from blacking out.  "but...  once the medigel
hits...  it's...  manageable..." She whimpered.  Allers could still feel
her cervix, but she wasn't sure whether it was real, or just a phantom
pain. The burnt edged of her flesh stood out easily on the feed, with small
glimpses at what lay in the expanse beyond occasionally visible as Allers
body shifted.

   "Very nice." Traynor complimented her.  The Mocha skinned girl had
pulled down her pants a bit while Tali was cutting and she was now visibly
playing with herself as she watched Allers' destruction.  Her fingers
rubbing her bare pussy and occasionally flicking her clit, clearly enjoying
the show.  "The legs next I think..." Traynor continued, "I need a new pair
of boots.  Liara's are lovely, but the blue doesn't quite go with
everything."

   Allers tried to keep still to minimize the pain, but it was impossible.
Her breasts heaved as she breathed heavily, her legs quaked with the pain,
and each new shiver shot a new wave up her body.  Traynor wasn't helping
either, the image of Traynor, clad only in a pair of boots made from Allers
own body as she walked around the room was driving her wild, causing her
cunt to clench hard against the mass effect fields restraining it.

   "The rest of your legs will be fed to our Krogan guests, of course. 
You're quite the delicacy to Krogans, you know."

   Allers' arousal kept her wobbling on the jagged edge of pleasure and
pain.  She could barely tell which was which anymore.  She was changing,
not just into a computer case, but into something else as well, a desperate
pain slut...  but it was too late to back out now.

   "Next..." Allers panted, "since I don't need them any more, my
technician is going to remove my legs.  They're going to be made into boots
for my new owner, and the meat will be fed to some Krogans."

   Allers couldn't hide the shiver in her voice or he dampness of her
snatch that the idea had generated, and the Chatroom had responded in kind
by pointing out how much the "news-slut" was enjoying this.

   "You know," Traynor started as Tali pulled Allers' legs open until she
was practically pulling her own pussy apart.  "Your fans have noticed just
how much you're enjoying this.  This is how you're going to be remembered
forever.  Not as an award winning war journalist, but as a 'news-slut'
eager to be debased and destroyed.  They know how much you love the thought
of me wearing you, of being fed to Krogans..." Traynor continued.  "In a
year no one will remember you as anything other than the stupid whore who
begged me to let her be my computer case."

   Allers wanted to respond, but she couldn't it was like Traynor's words
had robbed her of her senses, she could feel a heat building ever higher
between her thighs.

   Tali took Allers' silence as the signal to begin and activated her laser
scalpel, slicing off Aller's legs right below the edge of where Allers'
pussy ended, leaving what Tali hoped would be a pair of nice stumps. 
Allers gripped the edge of her seat, trying desperately not to move as
first one, then the other leg was carved away, leaving a cauterized stump
in its place.  With the mass effect speculum still inside her cunt, Allers'
viewers could see every motion of her her pussy in the way the mass effect
field rippled when her snatch squeezed and contracted around it.  Allers
could still feel her legs, even as they dropped to the floor with a final
thump.  She could feel them, but she couldn't use them.

   "With...  my legs gone," Allers continued reporting despite the pain. 
"I'll be easier to fit on my new owner's desk, and less likely to shift and
accidentally dislodge a cable or break another part of the computer that
I'll be covering..." Allers paused for a second to catch her breath as her
ruined stumps began to throb in earnest, "Some fetishists..." Allers voice
wavered, "would throw out the 'useless' parts of the girl they're
converting, like my...  my legs." Her voice visibly shuddered along with
her body as she looked over at her legs, still almost pristine, as Tali
carried them off to the side to work on later.  "But my new owner believes
in using every part of her...  her new toys, like me."

   Even if Allers backed out now, she was ruined.  She'd need a wheel
chair, or a mass effect powered hover chair, to get around now, and with
all her assets already signed over to Traynor, there was no way she could
afford one.  She would be nothing more than a sex toy, a broken doll to
play with and put aside, unable to walk away.  So distracted by these
thoughts was Allers, that she barely noticed as Tali sprayed her pained
stumps with Medigel.

   "Hmmm..." Traynor abruptly interrupted Allers' train of thought. 
"you've been rather passive so far haven't you?" Traynor asked, amused. 
There was a playfully sadistic glint in her eye, that sent shivers up and
down Allers spine and made her still gaping pussy begin to gush.  "you're
just sitting there talking, not helping Tali even a bit while the poor girl
does all the real work.  That doesn't seem fair, does it?" Traynor asked
rhetorically.

   "I know!" Traynor enthused with fake cheer, "Why don't you help out a
bit?" Traynor continued.

   Allers looked at her questioningly, uncertain what he new owner wanted
her to do.

   "Since the speculum's still in place, your cunt is wide open isn't it?"
Traynor asked, planting a mounting foreboding in Allers' gut.  "Why don't
you reach in there, grab your cervix, and pull out your womb for me?"

   Allers eyes widened in horror at the thought of pulling out her own
womb, but she couldn't deny the thought appealed to her on a visceral
level. Her hands crept down to her pussy, and began to play absently with
her lower lips and clit.

   "None of that!" Traynor chided her toy.  Allers pulled her hands back as
if scorched by Traynor's words.  "You have a job to do, you can cum later."


   Allers turned her pleading gaze to Tali, but the girl didn't respond. 
Though Allers couldn't see it through her helmet, Tali's eyes looked down,
unable to meet Allers' gaze.  She was ashamed, but only slightly.  The
truth was, the sight of another girl even if she wasn't a Quarian,
willingly submitting like this?  It was driving the young engineer wild. 
Though she knew that Liara had done son, she'd never seen it happening in
real life, and it was all she could do to keep from touching herself right
then and there.

   "My...  new owner..." Allers stuttered out for her viewers, "has asked
me to do the next part..." She breathed heavily, almost unable to get the
next phrase out; her feelings rioting in her chest as fear and pleasure and
want and even joy warred inside her, "on my own..." Allers finished with a
long pause, gazing at the camera drone.

   She reached down to her splayed pussy, unaware of the reaction her
earlier masturbation had sparked on the other side of the feed.  She didn't
know just what the horrified yet fascinated viewers were saying as they
watched her arousal peak higher and higher with every new piece of her body
taken from her.

   With the speculum still spreading her obscenely, Allers reached inside
her damaged cunt.  Her hand lightly brushed the glowing walls, sending
shivers up her spine as each touch hit her inner walls like a burst of
static electricity.  Her breasts heaved as she bent over her own fist
curled up into her body poised to plunder it.

   "I know you can't see it...  but since my technician...  carved around
my cervix," Allers explained, breathing heavily, "it should still be
attached..." Allers paused to pant as her fist pushed hard against the side
of her cunt, triggering what felt like a surge of lightning from the mass
effect field directed straight into her obscenely stuffed pussy.  "Ah!  To
my womb!"

   Allers unclenched her hand, letting her fingers brush against her
detached cervix.  Her mouth let out an agonized cry over an underlying moan
which even the most astute of viewers couldn't figure out if it emanated
from pain, or pleasure.  She could feel the edges of her cervix with her
fingers as they probed inside her, each new touch sending a flare of pain
through her legless body until finally, she held her cervix in her grasp.

   The damaged reporter could feel her uterus pulsing inside her against
her fingers as she tightened her grip and braced for what she was about to
do to herself.  Her chest heaved as she took in deep gulps of air with each
breath.  Sweat pooled on her brow as she realized what she was about to do
to herself.  Desperately, she cast her eyes around for some salvation,
someone to stop her, but they only fell on Traynor's smiling form as she
played with her own pristine pussy, watching in anticipation.

   "You know, some of your fans have already figured out what you're about
to do..." Traynor grinned.  "They don't think you can do it..." Traynor
taunted.  "Though, since not all of them have figured it out yet...  you
should probably tell the slower ones among them..." Allers' mocha-skinned
owner drawled, denigrating Allers' fans in the same breath as she forced
Allers to degrade herself even further.

   "I'm...  holding...  my..." Allers gasped for breath, each tiny movement
shifted either her hand or her womb, sending a new spike of pain through
her body.  It was making speaking almost unbearable.  But, Traynor had told
her to continue...  "My fingers are...  Aah!  Wrapped around..." Allers
stopped for a second, panting heavily as the pain from her shifting grip
made her momentarily lightheaded.  "the entrance, to my...  augh...  my
womb..." Allers whimpered, trying her best to bear it.  "Since, my womb...
and the rest of my reproduc-tsss!" Allers hissed as one of her nails
accidentally hit the raw edge of her cervix, "-ive organs, are in the way..
of the cables...  for my owner's computer...  She has ordered me..."

   Allers whimpered, there were tears in her eyes now, but she wasn't about
to stop.  Despite the pain, Allers didn't think she'd ever been more
aroused in her life.  She could feel her womb, pulsing with life beneath
her fingers, bursting with the potential for new life, for children... 
Potential that Traynor, her owner, had ordered her to destroy.  "She's
ordered me...  to rip it out..." Allers managed to tremble out.

   "You know, your fans don't seem to believe in you, none of them believe
you can actually do it.  But I know the truth, it doesn't matter what they
think, you'll do it, because I'm telling you to do it, and you'll do it in
one go." Traynor continued.  "Now..." Traynor paused emphatically, "tear it
out."

   It wasn't a shout, her voice wasn't even raised.  Traynor had just
stated the words like a proclamation, an order that couldn't and wouldn't
be refused.  It should have been easy to resist, but there was something in
her gaze, and Allers felt compelled to follow her demand.

   Allers squeezed her cervix in her fist, desperately trying to ignore the
pain it caused as she braced her arm, and yanked!

   "Aaaahhhaaahhh!" A fluttered moan of pain lept from her mouth as she
pulled her entire reproductive system free from her body.  It felt like
she'd been punched, or maybe stabbed.  Her eyes rolled back dazed as her
hand just barely protruded from her pussy, her womb still inside her though
no longer a part of her.

   Allers had lost control of her actions.  Her yank had pulled the
speculum completely out of her body, and her cunt had clenched down harder
than ever before.  But that didn't matter to Allers, only her owner's
orders mattered.  Though dazed from the agony her hand continued to pull on
her womb, sending it sliding out of her pussy inch by inch.  Absently, in
the back of her mind she could feel it slip against her inner walls, it was
filling her cunt in a way it'd never been intended for, but Allers couldn't
stop herself.

   Traynor marveled as she pulled her cervix free, clutched desperately in
her hand as if it were a living thing liable to escape.  Slowly but surely,
the rest of her womb slipped past her camel-toed lower lips, her labia
spreading like a flower to reveal first her womb, then, one after another,
her ovaries.

   The feed was going wild.  They'd never seen anything like this!  In a
single stroke, Allers had ensured her own digital immortality.  The
recordings of this feed would never fade from the web.  In fact, Allers'
broadcast would single-handedly create an illicit market for shows like
this, human girls both free and slaves, destroying themselves, both solely
for the pleasure of their viewers, and to be turned into something else,
something less than human, like furniture for their new owners.

   Her hand trembling, Allers set her discarded womb onto the table beside
her before losing focus completely.

   "Tali," Traynor ordered, confident that Allers would bounce back, but
unwilling to pause the show.  "Start installing the cables.  I want them
inside her by the time she returns to her senses."

   Tali picked up the cables next to her and went to work.  The speculum
had been pulled off and now sat around Allers' wrist almost like a
bracelet. Tali retrieved it and put it back in place, eliciting a pleasured
moan from the insensate Allers as she turned it back on.  The drone hovered
close and Tali moved aside as it peered into Allers' empty cunt.  The
glowing blue walls lit up just enough of the empty cavity beyond for the
viewers at home to see the empty space the reporter had just created,
letting the area fade to black beyond.

   Tali took a few seconds to marvel at what the other girl had done,
remembering the way that Allers' womb had squelched as she pulled it out of
her pussy.  The sight of that would last her through several lonely nights,
haunting her dreams for as long as she lived, though she trusted that her
own owner, Garrus, would make sure that that wasn't much longer.

   Carefully Tali stuffed Allers so full of cables that she needed to
remove the speculum to fit them all.  Then, with her laser scalpel, she
quickly carved out Allers' belly button, granting her access to the
insulated electronics beyond.  She carefully fed one cable to the edge of
Aller's belly button, and pulling a projection lens from the pile of
electronics, she screwed it into place, trapping the cables inside the
obscenely stretched former reporter just as she returned to her senses.

   "Uh...  Uh..." Allers panted as she came back to herself.  She felt
stretched, obscenely so, even more than when Tali had placed the speculum
inside her.  Slowly, her eyes looked down to see the bundle of thick cables
issuing from her cunt.  Her eyes widened, she looked like an especially
well-endowed Hanar had decided to fuck her.  In her shock, Allers almost
overlooked the new projection lens that had replaced her belly button like
a belly dancer's jewel.

   Traynor noticed Allers' awareness and issued her next order.  "Mount
her."

   Allers' eyes traced the cables back to their origin; a thick, almost
rectangular pipe protruding almost half a foot out of Traynor's computer
desk.  Was that what Traynor meant by "mount her?"

   Tali certainly thought so, picking up Aller's body easily, the loss of
her legs and womb making her light enough for even the Quarian to carry
around without any sort of difficulty.

   "You'll be pleased to know that you managed to prove your fans wrong."
Traynor praised her new toy.  "You managed to pull your entire reproductive
system out in one piece." She motioned to a space on the desk next to
Allers.  "You left it right over there." She added with a smile.

   The ex-reporters eyes traced her womb.  It looked exactly as it did in
the anatomy books she'd studied in school.  Perfect, without any flaws
whatsoever, and she had torn it out of herself all on her new owner's whim.

   "I bet you're wondering what will happen to that?" Traynor asked amused.
"Just continue with your report for now, after you help Tali get you
mounted I'll tell you."

   Allers looked up at the drone.  She'd forgotten it was there.  The shock
of actually being a computer case now, albeit an unfinished one, had gotten
to her.  "Ah, sorry about that..." She apologized to her viewers.  "I guess
I went dark for a minute there while my technician installed the
electronics for my new life as my owner's new computer case."

   Tali had lifted Allers above the gigantic mount and looking down, Allers
was sure the thing would break her.  It was bigger than any toy she'd ever
used before, and much larger than any of her former lovers as well.  Still,
Traynor had told her what to do, and she'd do it.

   "Now that my lower body has been cleared out and the computer parts have
been installed," Allers began as Tali positioned her just above her new
permanent home, "it's time to get me mounted.  The mounting post my new
owner has chosen for me looks...  very sturdy." Allers said nervously as
she looked at the incredibly wide rectangular pipe.  "In fact, it looks
like my technician will need my help in getting me on there..."

   With her two remaining limbs, Allers reached down and slipped her
fingers into her pussy, grabbing and stretching it till the point where she
felt like she'd be tearing herself apart in an effort to open herself up
enough for the mounting stand.

   Slowly, Tali lowered Allers onto the mount, pushing persistently
downwards as she placed the reporter atop it.  First she wedged the front
edge of the thick pipe into Allers' splayed cunt, then, sliding it in from
the front to the back, she forced the edge into Aller's cunt until the
reporter's battered pussy engulfed the entire rim of the pipe.

   Allers eyes were shot open in a mix of fear and pain as her body
adjusted to the massive intruder.  She could feel the cables shifting
within her, teasing her relentlessly as Tali forced her down onto the metal
pipe that would shield her inner walls from those same cables, and the
pleasure they could bring her.  Down and down she sunk onto the pipe
until,as Tali pressed down on her shoulders, it blew past where her cervix
used to be and her lower lips kissed the surface of the desk.

   She was mounted.  She'd made the transition from woman, to object.

   ____

   "Very nice," Traynor mused as she played with herself, "you do extremely
good work, it's almost a shame Garrus intends to eat you soon." Tali
gasped, her pulse quickening at the reminder of her upcoming fate, but
otherwise said nothing.  It was enough.  Her hardening nipples betrayed her
excitement at the idea all too well.

   "Go over to my bedside and pick up the the container and the bottle
there while I tell my new toy what comes next."

   Tali departed demurely, darting through the black out curtains to pick
up the requested items.

   "You were wondering what is going to happen to your womb?" Traynor
asked. Allers didn't answer, but it didn't matter, Traynor could see the
curiosity in her eyes.  "I'm going to have it hacked apart and then tanned
to use as insoles for my new boots." Traynor revealed.  "That way every
time I wear them, we'll both know exactly what you destroyed to make them
for me."

   Allers shivered, and her juices began to run down the stainless steel
pipe and into the cooling intake beneath.  It had taken almost a day of
using Tali to set up, but now, the computer would be cooled in part by
Allers' own arousal at her plight, not that Allers knew that yet.

   "What you should be worried about are your ovaries.  Just what are we
going to do with your eggs?" Traynor continued.

   "I thought about having them made into a necklace like I did for
Liara's, something that I could wear so that Shepard and I could match, but
I think I have a much better idea."

   Allers' heart raced as Traynor paused only to leap at her next question.
"Are you familiar with ben wa balls?" she asked as Tali returned with a
small tub and a bottle of some liquid.  Allers shook her head.  "They're a
sex toy, a pair of small balls on a string, sometimes with something inside
them, that you use in your pussy." Allers eyes widened as she got Traynor's
implication.  "You're going to turn your old egg sacs into a nice new pair
of ben wa balls.  You're going to lacquer them, and then thread them onto a
string, and then..." Traynor paused smiling sadistically, "you're going to
auction them off to one of your fans.  On this feed as a souvenir."

   Allers looked at Traynor in shock.  A sex toy?  Other people, other
women, would be using her body, her eggs, as a sex toy?  Allers' fingers
dipped down to her clit once more as she thought about someone she didn't
know using her body for their pleasure without her knowledge.  Her mind
raced, maybe it would be some she knew?  Maybe a coworker?  A friend like
Emily Wong?  Or maybe a rival, like Khalisah Bint Sinan al-Jilani?  She
could imagine that woman buying them out of spite, enjoying forcing part of
her rival, perhaps the most important part of her rival, to pleasure her...

   "Tali, stop her." Allers jerked back to awareness as Tali grabbed her
hands and pulled them away from her protruding clit.

   "In this bottle, is a quick drying lacquering solution.  I want you to
remove your ovaries from your womb, fill up the tub, and then drop them in.
Don't get any on your hands or it will damage my future gloves.  The
solution doesn't care if it's your ovaries or the rest of you, it'll
lacquer either one equally.  Your fingers I don't care about since the
gloves will be fingerless anyway, but the rest of your hands need to be
pristine.  Understand?"

   Allers nodded, picking up the bottle and tub from Tali's hands.  "Good."
Traynor stated.  "Now, I've already set up the auction program, tell your
fans what you're about to do so that I can start it up."

   "My new owner has a neat surprise for you at home!" Allers said,
slipping back to her reporter's persona as the anticipation of what was to
ccome bubbled up inside her.  "One of you watching now will get to walk
away with a brand new set of ben-wa balls made from yours truly!" Allers
announced, her excitement palpable.  The tub shook in her hand as she
poured the quick-lacquering liquid into it.  "They're going up for auction
in the channel now, but since only one of you will get to buy them, all of
you will get to see how they're made as a consolation prize!" she said as
she set the tub down half way full on the desk in front of her.

   As she set the tub down, she tried to bend down to reach her womb, but
she couldn't, the only thing her attempts accomplished was to keep her
puffy pink nipples bouncing as she tried.

   After a few seconds, Tali picked it up for her, handing the slimy
reproductive organs to their former owner, and passing her a utility knife
from the desk to go with them.

   Despite knowing what they were going to be used for, what she was about
to help turn them into, Allers received her womb and ovaries delicately, as
if they were still part of her.  The knife felt heavy in her hand.  She'd
already defaced herself for her new owner, she'd torn this very womb from
her body for her!  But somehow, this felt different.

   Now, Allers wasn't just becoming a toy, a fancy computer case for her
new master.  No, now Allers was making bits of herself, her ovaries, what
could have been her future children, into nothing more than a sex toy for
someone she'd never even meet.

   Her ovaries felt fragile in her hands, as if the slightest touch could
break them.  They were still warm.  Only a few minutes had passed since she
had torn them from her body.  If she got to the infirmary in time it might
still be possible to reattach them.  But was that really what she wanted?

   Allers looked at the camera.  Her fans were on the other side, watching,
eagerly waiting for her to destroy herself.  She could hear the slick
sounds emanating from Traynor's pussy as the specialist plunged her fingers
in and out of her snatch in anticipation of what was about to come.  Allers
mind drifted to Kelly Chambers who was hidden beyond the blackout curtains.
With her legs removed and her arms rendered useless, she was unable to do
anything but listen to Allers narration as she slowly destroyed her own
body.  She was forced to watch as her crush took her owner on her own bed
in front of her night after night as they left Kelly unable to relieve her
own excitement.

   Allers heart beat just a bit faster as she realized that this was about
to become hr own fate as well, trapped until her master finally disposed of
her, her ovaries the only part of her that would ever be used for sex after
tonight.

   Her hand shaking, Allers sliced through her Fallopian tubes, cutting her
womb free from her ovaries.  With one hand grasping the pair of almost-orbs
and the other holding the knife, her womb slipped free sliding from her
hand till it landed with a wet splat on the dirty floor of Traynor's cabin.

   The camera and Allers' eyes both latched onto the sight, her womb left
to lie on the floor like so much rubbish, before Tali bent down to pick it
up and placed it back on the desk.

   "I'd tell you that you'd have to either pay for that or replace it
yourself," Traynor drawled breathily, her chest heaving from arousal, "but
it's foolish to get upset at a piece of furniture over something like this,
and you don't exactly have the ability to replace it anymore now, do you?"

   Somewhere along the line Traynor had discarded her shirt and her mocha
colored skin glistened alluringly with sweat.  Allers drank in the view,
not saying a single word as her potential future slowly died in her hand.
After a few seconds of Traynor smirking at her, completely at ease with her
staring and enjoying showing her what she could never have, Allers shook
herself free of Traynor's entrancing gaze and continued her explanations.

   "These.." Allers held out her hand to show off her desecrated organs for
the camera, "are my ovaries." She paused as the camera zoomed in, her puffy
nipples serving as the perfect backdrop for the shot.  "One of you will be
walking away with these as your brand new sex toy.  If, you win the
auction. " Allers smiled rolling them across her nimble fingers like a pair
of metal stress balls.  "So start bidding." She finished breathily.

   She must have missed a signal because the next thing she knew, Tali was
holding the tub of lacquering agent out in front of her expectantly.

   Allers recognized the bitter chemical smell emanating from within the
tub.

   "Now, in front of me is the chemical agent I'm going to use to lacquer
these for you." Allers said, her body trembling with anticipation.  "While
the final product is incredibly safe once it dries, this chemical, which I
encountered a couple years ago while doing a story on unsafe working
conditions, is incredibly dangerous when wet." Allers paused and
transferred one of her ovaries, she could no longer tell which, to her left
hand before dropping it into the tub with a wet plonk.

   "The chemical is now seeping into my ovary, killing every single one of
my eggs within as it hardens and coats it completely." She explained before
dropping her only remaining ovary into the tub as well.  "It dries almost
instantly, and it was originally meant to be used to coat medical
instruments so that they'd never need to be cleaned.  Of course, these
qualities meant that workers making the stuff had to be incredibly careful
not to get any on their bare skin, or they might lose it as it hardens into
a lacquered statue."

   Her eyes tightened as she realized Tali wasn't about to provide any
means to retrieve her aesthetically preserved organs.

   Gingerly, Allers reached into the tubs with her fingers being extra
careful not to let the goop touch her palms and 'ruin her owner's new
fingerless gloves.' Quickly, she picked up her tiny prizes.

   The solution oozed from her ovaries as she held them, dripping into the
tub below.  She could feel her fingers hardening, just like her ovaries,
losing her sense of touch and movement as the goop dried.  Her Ovaries were
shiny now, glossy in a way that seemed unnatural, and covered by a thick
layer of clear resin.  With the eggs within destroyed by the chemicals they
truly were useless save as sex toys now.

   "And now that they've dried," Allers started as she tried to roll the
hardened ovoids in her stiff fingers "they're ready to play with." Allers
carefully passed her ovaries into the same hand and began to roll them
around.  They were cold and hard now, stronger, but no longer really hers
anymore.  They weren't the soft fragile sacs she held in her hands just
moments earlier.  They weren't a part of her anymore.  They were someone
else's toys now, and since Traynor held the pad tracking the auction,
Allers realized she might never even know into whose hands they would pass.
She'd never know if they even used them for their new purpose or if her
ovaries would just gather dust on a shelf, as a macabre souvenir of
tonight.

   Tali handed Allers the laser scalpel to drill a pair of holes through
the new toys so that they could be threaded onto a string to play with, but
her fingers had already hardened and now lacked the manual dexterity to
wield the tool.

   "As you can see, my fingers are useless now.  So my technician will need
to put the final touches on this one of a kind set of ben wa balls." Allers
announced prompting Tali to hesitantly pluck Allers' ovaries from her open
hand.

   Tali held the preserved egg sacs up to the camera as she slowly drilled
a hole through first one ovary, then the other, alternating between
lengthwise and across the width.  The whole room watched as she carefully
threaded each grossly over-sized bead onto a fine silver chain before tying
it off and letting the ovaries swing, clacking together as the occasionally
smacked into each other.

   Allers' arms slipped down to her grossly overstretched cunt, eagar to
pleasure herself as best she could with her lacquered fingers.

   "Stop that." Traynor's words cut through her like a knife.  "Didn't I
tell you not to do that?  That you could cum later?" Traynor asked.  "But
now, since you disobeyed me, maybe you shouldn't get to cum at all ever
again?" Traynor asked sending a shiver of fear through Allers' mutilated
form.

   "Tali, come here." Allers' owner ordered.  Allers watched as the almost
naked Quarian sauntered her was to her temporary mistress as Traynor held
out her pad.

   "Set this up in front of Allers." Traynor said sharply.  "Somewhere
visible."

   Tali took the offered pad and set it up in front of Allers at an angle,
so that both the future computer case and Traynor could see it.  There was
a large banner on top with a countdown until something went live.

   "I've decided to leave it to your fans." Traynor revealed.  "They'll be
the ones to decide whether a worthless, disobedient slut like you should be
allowed to cum." Traynor proclaimed with finality.

   "Tali, once she's done telling her fans about the new poll, take her
arms so she doesn't try to cum on her own and then bring those ben wa balls
over here.  Traynor pulled her pussy open spreading it with two fingers for
Tali to see as she spoke, "I need to make sure they work before we ship
them to their new owner."

   Allers shivered as her new situation sunk in.  Her orgasm, possibly her
last orgasm, was in the hands of her fans...  and she was about to tell
them the power they held over her.

   "Since I broke her rules, my new owner has decided that you will get to
decide whether I should be allowed to cum one last time before I'm
completely converted into her new computer case.  There will be a poll in
the chat for this feed which opens in..." Allers quickly looked at the
countdown in the feed, "thirty seconds." She paused, if she begged, would
that make her fans crueler?  She decided to risk it.  "Please, let me
cum..."

   With her plea finished, Tali stepped forward to take Allers' arms from
her.  Allers could see the laser scalpel glinting in her hand just as it
had when Tali had first used it to take her cervix.  Fear filled her eyes
as the scalpel lit up with a menacing hum and Tali began to cut.

   Tali's hands quivered slightly, as she removed Allers' left arm. 
Reducing her from a living, thinking, girl to Traynor's toy...  it reminded
her that all too soon she would be sharing a similar fate as Allers. 
Whenever the mood struck him, Garrus, her own owner could, with the press
of a button change her from girl...  to meat; just like she was doing to
Allers now.

   Allers cringed as Tali took her remaining limbs, turning to the poll to
distract herself.  That was a mistake.

   The poll was being represented on the screen as a pair of bar graphs on
either edge of the chat window, one green graph for her fans voting yes,
and a red graph for the fans that voted no.  It was still early, but
already the no graph was almost twice as large, and climbing steadily,
while the yes chart climbed slowly in fits and bursts.

   The comments were revealing.  Statements like "computers don't need to
cum," and "girls who break the rules don't deserve rewards," were scrolling
rapidly up the screen.  They were voting against her.  Voting for her to
never cum again.

   With the fingers of her free hand holding Aller's right arm, Tali pulled
it away easily as she finished carving it off below the shoulder.  Allers
was a trunk now; a limbless torso stuffed full of cables, her cunt
stretched nearly to the breaking point.

   "Come over here," Traynor beckoned to the Quarian girl.  "You're going
to help me test those ben wa balls."

   Tali sprayed Allers' stumps with medigel to start closing off the
wounds, then placed the arms in a pile atop Allers' severed legs before
picking up the newly made ben wa balls.  It was strange holding the sex toy
in her gloved fingers.  She knew what it was, she saw it ripped out of
Allers and lacquered, but holding it in her hands felt...  different.  Tali
hurried over to Specialist Traynor and handed her the balls.

   Allers could barely believe what was happening to her.  She could see
the comments scrolling, but despite the occasional request for mercy, the
red graph continued to shoot up at twice the rate of the green.  "Please-"
she pleaded, "please let me cum..."

   But to no avail.  Out the corner of her eyes, Allers could see Tali
pushing Allers' former ovaries into Traynor's pussy one by one, as Traynor
rubbed her clit in excitement.  She could see Tali's long purple fingers as
she parted Traynor's slick lower lips and pushed the new sex toys inside of
Allers' owner.

   "You have until I cum for the poll to finish, and I must admit, with the
help of these new sex toys I am very close..."

   Allers looked frantically at the screen as Traynor began to rub her own
pussy, the ben wa balls moving inside her as she squeezed against them. 
They were warm inside her, the lacquered ovaries easily absorbing her body
heat, and she could feel them shift pleasantly in her pussy as she teased
and stroked her lower lips.

   Traynor was breathing heavily, Allers noticed as her owner masturbated
frenetically.  She looked like she was close...

   With her arms and legs gone Allers was helpless, there was nothing she
could do but watch the increasingly erotic show in front of her, her
excitement building in time with her owner's.

   "Tali," Traynor breathed out, "don't just kneel there." She chided.  "If
you aren't going to help me, the go play with my new toy's tits instead. 
Put on a show for me, but remember not to let my computer case cum until
the poll ends."

   Allers shivered as Tali approached, the green votes were starting to
catch up, but the red votes had a sizable lead.  Perhaps if she updated her
fans on what was happening?

   "Now that my technician has taken my arms from me, I'm completely
helpless.  With the mounting post stretching me nearly to the breaking
point, I can't even rock my body on it for stimulation.  The only way I'll
ever be able to cum again is if someone helps me..."

   Tali maneuvered her body so that she was standing behind Allers as the
broken girl continued to speak.  "Someone like my technician..."

   Tali reached out from behind Allers at the cue, each of her slender
three-fingered hands pinching one of Allers puffy nipples.  Tugging and
rubbing at them, flicking them not so much for Allers' pleasure as for
Traynor's.

   "She's been told to play with my tits, to work them, and me, until I hit
the absolute edge, and to keep me there, unable to cum until the voting is
over." Allers explained, her back arching in pleasure at the Quarian's
touch as she cupped her breasts with her palms.

   Traynor was close now.  The combination of her pussy squeezing against
her toy's lacquered ovaries and her own manual stimulation had brought her
to the edge.  She didn't know how the vote was going, but she hoped that
Allers would end up disappointed.  Perpetually aroused and unable to cum...
it didn't actually matter to Traynor what the results were though, after
this, Allers' orgasms would be entirely at her discretion, and aside from
the occasional whim, there was no reason to help a piece of furniture
masturbate.

   "The voting could end at any time," Allers pleaded, watching the green
graph slowly rise to meet its red opponent.  "Please, vote now...  let me
cum..."

   Allers was in ecstasy, but she knew it might not last.  She was helpless
now, a toy, a piece of furniture, she'd never be able to play with herself
again.  She was dependent on the kindness of her owner, and if this
experience had taught her anything, it was that Samantha Traynor was not
kind to the things she owned.  Tali's fingers rolled across her nipples,
pinching and squeezing, toying with her...  Her head felt like it was full
of butterflies, the pain of the procedure and pleasure from Tali's touch
combining in her brain bringing her ever closer to her goal"OOOOHHHHH!" The
poll stopped as Traynor writhed in ecstasy.  The mocha-skinned girl had one
hand on her cunt, the other hand mimicking Tali's playing with one of her
modest breasts.  Allers watched in horror as her owner squirmed in her
seat. The poll had stopped, and the results were clear, by a little over a
dozen votes, she had lost.

   Traynor knew it, she could see it in Allers' eyes.  The specialist
smiled, and gave the order.  "Tali, take her clit.  I need a new track
button for my computer; hers will do nicely." Traynor reached inside her
sopping cunt, moaning in pleasure as she pulled out Allers' ovaries one by
one.  "My compliments to you by the way," Traynor stated holding the
drenched sex toys in one hand for Allers to see.  "your ben wa balls are
incredible.  I almost regret auctioning them off to some stranger.  It
makes me wish I had taken Kelly's ovaries before I finished converting
her...  but it's too late now, I don't want to leave any unsightly scars on
my toys..." Traynor admitted, inadvertently sending Kelly into a similar
state of arousal as Allers with just her words alone.

   "Oh and Tali, use a real knife for this part..." She asked, pointing to
a utility knife on her desk.  "the laser scalpel is too quick.  I want
Allers to have time to enjoy her clit, one last time."

   Tali and Allers both shivered as Traynor's words reached them sending
the Quarian scrambling for the small sharp knife.

   Allers turned to her fans, looking directly into the camera.  "Well, the
poll is finished," she said, the excitement slowly draining from her body
without Tali's touch to feed it, "and I lost." Allers paused to let her
words sink in.  "My conversion is almost complete now.  My owner has told
my technician to harvest my clit as a trackpoint, a sort of literal clit
mouse if you will, but once that's over, I'll no longer be reporter Diana
Allers, I'll just be my owner's fancy new computer case..." Tears started
to well in the corners of her eyes as she thought about the future.  She
wanted this, she'd chosen this willingly, but she already missed her old
body, she already missed reporting.  While the knowledge, and the sight of
her being used would endlessly feed her arousal, she was now and forever at
the mercy of Samantha Traynor.

   Traynor herself watched, fascinated as Tali retrieved the knife and
returned to put the finishing touches on her new computer case.  Allers
didn't seem to notice as Tali knelt down beside her, bringing her helmet at
eye level with Allers, pert protruding clit.  Allers' nub was almost cute,
peeking out from behind its little hood like that.  Trembling, Tali reached
forward and pinched Allers' love-button, tearing a light moan from Allers
in the process.  Slowly, she pulled at the nub, stretching it out for easy
access to the root.

   Allers whimpered in a mixture of pleasure and terrified anticipation of
what was to come as Tali's pinching and pulling raised her ardor right back
to where Tali left her when she left to get the knife.  Her clit ached,
stretched terribly to enable the next part of her owner's plan and Allers'
shuddered knowing the whole process was being broadcast across the galaxy.

   Carefully, Tali placed the blade against the base of Allers' clit, the
edge of the knife barely digging into Allers' sensitive pink flesh.

   "Aughhhh..." Allers whimpered as Tali slowly pressed the blade against
her clit, the increasing pressure giving way as the knife cleaved the most
sensitive point on her body from her.  A tiny stream of blood welled from
the wound, running down the edge of the knife till it met Tali's
suit-covered finger.  The feed watched enthralled as Allers' clit gave way,
as did Samantha Traynor.  Slowly, slowly, Allers' button was sawed off, the
pressure from the knife combining with Tali's pinching to almost peel her
clit off of her.

   Even Allers watched, unable to tear her gaze away as Tali took another
vestige of her womanhood from her for Traynor's enjoyment.  The pain robbed
her of words, leaving her whimpering even as she drew ever closer to the
illicit orgasm that her owner and her fans had denied her.

   Just as Allers was about to hit the edge once more, Tali robber her of
her pleasure once more.  With a flick of her wrist, Tali neatly separated
Traynor's newest prize from its former owner.

   "Leave it on the desk." Traynor stated as Tali pinched the reporter's
clit between her fingers.  "Just above her womb.  And do me a favor,
separate her cervix as well while you're at it?  I think I might give it to
Shepard as a nice bracelet.  It might help her deal with other reporters,
lord knows she needs the help..." Traynor giggled as she gave Tali her
instructions.

   "Now," Allers' owner turned her attention back to her newest toy, "I
think it's time for you to sign off, permanently.  Give your regards to
your fans, and then?  Give me your tongue.  After playing with your ovaries
I'm already regretting not making use of it earlier, but I have a plan for
it now."

   Allers shivered.  Her tongue?  Traynor was quite literally taking her
voice from her...  rendering her helpless in a way Allers had never thought
before.  How could she be a reporter without a voice to speak with? 
Without hands to type with?  She was taking her identity from her!  No...
she was asking Allers to give her identity to her...

   Allers voice trembled as she started to speak, her chest hurt and tears
were welling in her eyes, but none of that mattered.  Her owner had asked
her to do something for her, and as helpless as she now was, it was
probably the last thing she could do for her on her own.  "This is Diana
Allers...  I've now been completely converted from a reporter, into a
computer case but no one needs a computer case that talks, so there's one
last thing I need to do before this broadcast is finished.  One last bit I
need to remove before I'm exactly as me new owner wants me to be.

   Out of the corner of her eye, Allers could see Tali watching, waiting
after placing her clit in its new, temporary home.  In her hand she had
Aller's cervix, completely detached now, and was idly stretching it open,
preparing it for its new use.  Allers could feel the heat flush within her,
but it wasn't enough.  Without aid she'd never experience another orgasm,
and with her clit gone and her cunt filled to breaking, it would take much
longer than before to reach it, longer, Allers assumed, than her new owner
would be willing to spend on the task.

   "So, for the last time, this is Diana Allers for Battlespace, signing
off." Allers stuck out her tongue to the camera as Tali drew closer armed
with some medigel spray and a free hand to catch the last bit of Allers to
be removed.  Allers held her tongue between her teeth, firmly, pushing the
muscle out as far as she could, straining her jaws in the process.  There
was a faint tickling in the back of her throat as her gag reflex almost
triggered, but before it truly activated, Tali was there, pinching the tip
of her tongue between her fingers.

   This was it, the final step.  After this there wouldn't be any more
doubt, she'd cease to be Diana Allers, she'd stop being a reporter.  The
rest of her life would be spent in her new state, as Samantha Traynor's
one-of-a-kind computer case.  It was just as Traynor had told her, that
night after the interview, and she could already tell what awaited her. 
Mounted here prominently for visitors to gawk at, the cables inside her
thrumming quietly as Traynor worked, paid no more attention or care than a
particularly nice table, or a chair.  Even after all she'd been through,
Allers still wanted it.  Eagerly, she bit down as had as she could,
severing her tongue in one go before opening it once more for Tali to spray
with medigel.

   Traynor instructed the video drone to switch off.  Allers was just a
computer case now, she didn't need a live feed like a reporter would. 
"Well," she said as she stood up, shaking off her pants and panties until
she stood there, impressively nude in front of Tali and her new toy, "I've
delivered on everything I promised you, I hope you enjoyed it, because now,
you're mine, for as long as I want to keep you."

   Seeing the excitement in Allers eyes, Traynor turned to Tali.  "Dip that
in the lacquering solution will you?" She motioned to the tongue.  "you can
grab a pair of chopsticks from the kitchen to do it.  It's lunch time so
there should be plenty of people there to help you find them." Traynor
waved to the door, making Tali, who still wasn't completely used to the way
her suit exposed every single bit of her, blush heavily at the idea of
walking out into public as she was.

   Still, Tali obeyed, and Traynor moved into inspect her newest toy,
squeezing Allers' rear end, and tracing her fingers over Allers' bared
pubic mound before hefting Allers' large breasts one by one before tweaking
the other girl's puffy nipples.  "hmm...  it's almost a shame we didn't do
anything with these..." Traynor mused as she waited for Tali to get back.
"They're big enough to hold a can of soda or beer, aren't they?" Traynor
asked Allers, knowing that the other girl was unable to answer.

   "You'd like that wouldn't you?  If I made these into a mini-fridge to
hold my drinks when I'm working?  Or, maybe..." Traynor traced her fingers
over Allers' puffy nipples, "Maybe you'd prefer to be a nice keg?  Would
you like that?  If I sucked on your nipples for nourishment?  The beer or
soda burning inside your breasts as I milk you for it with my mouth?  Or
maybe I'll replace these," Traynor tugged on Allers puffy nipples "With a
nice pair of metal taps?  I'm sure I could find a use for such a lovely
pair of nipples as these..."

   Allers gasped, one of the few noises left to her with her tongue gone.
She whimpered eagerly in desire, but Traynor drew back.  "I see that you'd
enjoy that after all...  hmmm..." Traynor paused as Tali entered the room
again, her body flushed, but chopsticks in hand.  "I might have to remember
that idea for later.  We'll see..." Traynor mused, "But first, lets put
your tongue to use...  Tali, dip it in the lacquer."

   Allers watched helplessly as Tali followed her orders, killing any
chance of restoring Allers' tongue to her as it hardened and began to gleam
in the sharp fluorescent lights.

   Of course, it wasn't the only thing that was gleaming...  Traynor had
retrieved a small finger tip sized bullet vibe whose metal coating gleamed
as well.  "Hollow out the bottom of that Tali, I want to place this
inside..."

   Allers eyes widened as she realized what Traynor intended for her
tongue, it was a vibrator!  After playing with her ovaries, her owner
wanted her own sex-toy memento from Allers' conversion, and now, as Tali
finished removing a hidden chamber in the base of her tongue, Traynor would
have it.  The work went quicker than Allers could have imagined, within
minutes her tongue was carved and re-laquered, making it even bigger and
sealing the vibrator inside, then, the handle of an old dildo was removed
and lacquered to the tongue as well.  Before she knew it, her tongue as it
was, was gone and all that remained in its place was her master's new toy.

   "Thank you for your gift," Traynor said looking Allers in the eyes,
cupping her face gently with her hand.  "I plan to enjoy it, and you, for a
long time..."

   "Tali, go and dry these off before sending them on to the auction
winner," Traynor asked, handing the naked Quarian the damp ben wa balls
made from the remains of Allers' egg sacs, "and if you meet my girlfriend
on the way?  Tell her I'm in my bedroom playing with my new toy, and I'd
love for her to join me."

   Allers watched as Tali left, the doors slid shut with a crisp hiss as
they sealed.  Her owner, her master, was nowhere in sight.  She'd slipped
behind her through the blackout curtains.  And like that, Diana Allers,
former reporter, was left alone, her only companion the persistent moaning
and buzzing, echoing from behind her.
   The End