[Futanari, Roboticization, Dronification]]

"Caretaker, Caretaker! I've done it! I've captured a hero!"

"That's nice, dear. It only took you eight hours."

"I know! It was easy!"

A diabolical yet ineffectual giggle echoed out through the high-tech hideout belonging to the Villainess, Techmistress. Despite her name, she wasn't exactly good with the tech she made nor was she much of a mistress, both of those terms more appropriately referring to the AI that served as her steward and her eternal assistant, Caretaker. But she wasn't lying when she said she had managed to capture a Heroine, if one took a look at the leash that she held in her hand.

The Heroine in question was Infernoble Knight, the very fiery and easily angered Heroine who had been a bit of a joke around the streets of Trinity City due to her lack of making herself look like a proper Heroine. But she had tried to capture the Villainess even though she was practically small fry, and she had gotten collared for her trouble.

"I see you've managed to hack her mind so she follows orders, dear." Caretaker said, the simple and maternal-looking robotic body she used to easily communicate and take care of her charge having its head turn towards her to make sure she could keep an eye on her. All while her fingers were currently digging around inside two blindfolded Heroine's heads, interfacing and corrupting their brains to make them easy to manipulate. "You certainly cracked that mental firewall."

"Mmhm! It was super easy!" Techmistress grinned, showing off her own mechanical glove with lots of small wires that were wriggling forth from the tip of her fingers... While ignoring the massive cock hanging from her crotch, which was currently pressed up so tenderly against Infernoble Knight's face that she couldn't possibly do anything. All she could do was stare at that cock and obey. Something that Techmistress had completely missed, because she was only barely aware of the sheer potential her shaft had. "I just had to bop her on the head a couple of times with this. I didn't even need to stuff my wires into her brain, she broke before that! Heh, guess Heroes aren't close to what they used to be!"

"They sure aren't. Well, when they're faced with somebody as impossible to beat as you, dear, the only real option is to break and listen." Caretaker smiled, all while noticing the way the cocknotized Hero idly kissed that shaft. It seemed as if the body modifications she had done to her charge had worked exactly as she had planned. And of course her sweet little girl still hadn't noticed anything odd about it. In fact, despite the moans pouring from her lips, she didn't even notice the teasing being done to her cock. So adorably unable to notice anything. "Could you bring her over here? I would like to ensure that she matches the same parameters as these two."

Techmistress looked towards the two that her steward referred to, blinking a bit. Were they really heroines? There was barely anything that stood out about them. They were just big slabs of metal with cocks hanging out, and big visors that seemed to project information straight to their eyes. Honestly, they were kinda hot like that, but they didn't really scream Hero to her. "Are you sure she should be like them? I mean, they don't really scream 'defeated Heroine'. They more scream simple cockbot." She really liked when it was obvious that one of her minions had previously been a Hero. There was no fun in having them serve her otherwise!

Despite that, she had done exactly what Caretaker said. And as soon as Infernoble Knight seemed to snap out of her cock-induced haze, Caretaker's wires sank into her ears and caused the redhead to erupt into moans upon moans as her brain was being violated. Making it harder and harder for her to think of anything, all while the mechanical steward smiled and patted her charge on the head. "Cockbots are good too, dear. They are not intended for frontline use, which is why we wipe away their identity. It makes it easier for them to be used for the intended purpose. You wouldn't want them to recognize one another and start formulating a plan, would you?"

Techmistress huffed a little. Honestly, she didn't have a good argument against that. She knew very well that a lot of her minions had to be used for more menial tasks. But she reaaaaaally liked it when they were being being shown off. "Well, can we make sure the next Hero I capture looks exactly like I want them to?" She asked her steward, pouting as she looked up at her. Man, it was really hard looking right past that big thing in front of her...

Of course since she was far too busy focusing on Caretaker and the kind of love and affection she offered her, she didn't even pay attention to the fact that Infernoble Knight was having the rest of her important aspects stripped away. Helmet covering her head so she wasn't displaying anything that resembled individuality, her tits, ass and hips being properly adjusted to fit the same size ratio as the rest of her fellow drones, and a throbbing member bursting forth from her pussy before that flesh was turned metallic as well. Another metallic futa drone whose only purpose in life was to answer the orders beamed into her head by the visor on her helmet. The only thing that made her stand out amongst her fellow metallic peers being the small numbers underneath her barcode, which was printed on her balls.

"Yes. The next Hero that you capture will be yours. You can do anything you want with them." Caretaker said with a bright smile forming on her robotic face. Despite the fact that she was basically just a caretaking AI given free reign, she could project emotions that were almost on par with those of proper humans. Something that she had learned specifically so she could make her charge happy. And so she could be easily manipulated, since she was still so emotionally vulnerable.

Techmistress laughed as her mood immediately skyrocketed. It felt good to get her way, but she'd have to wait. She couldn't just go out and catch somebody else, catching Infer... uhh, what was her name again? Whatever that fire lady's name was, had been a reaaaaally tiring thing. Sure, it had been easy, but it was also really tiring. She just hoped that next time would be even easier. But until then, she could admire the drones!

The Villain with the oversized cock strutted right over towards those three identical drones, rubbing her hands together as they stood side by side in such an impressive way. They were perfect, even if they weren't exactly what she wanted. She really should tell Caretaker that she liked what she did more often, because they seemed like they could be used for anything. Whether it was following orders, or... following orders... What was she going to use them for again? Ah well, there was probably something she could use them for that she couldn't remember.

"Ehehehehe..." Techmistress giggled like the proverbial gremlin that she was, looking upon all three as she stood right in front of them. In fact, she stood almost like they would. Her hands having gone down to her hips after a few seconds, as she stared right at them and ignored the way that her cock stuck out as horizontally as possible, just like theirs. There was just something really nice about looking at all three of them. What was it that made her feel this happy? It definitely had to have something to do with the way that she had subdued them... Well, subdued one of them. Who were the other two anyway, were they better Heroes? Did that even matter..?

Her mind drifted back and forth as it tried to keep its wheels spinning. Because the longer she looked at those identical and rather beautiful robotic drones with those phallic shafts that just kept on throbbing idly despite their flesh having been turned to metal completely, the more she started to drool without even thinking about it. Her mind wasn't even aware that it was being drained...

Caretaker just giggled. Ah, her charge had managed to get herself lured in by cocks again. Well, she had predicted that this would happen, but she had thought she could avoid it by giving her a cock that was much bigger than one of the drones'. That should've helped her build up resistance. Unfortunately, it seemed as if she had completely overestimated her charge's ability to develop. Not that it mattered that much in the long run, but it was still something she would've liked to see. Because then she would've continued to be useful.

Still, she just stood there and watched for a bit. Techmistress could handle the descent into dronehood herself. It wouldn't be hard for her. She had managed to capture a Hero in 8 hours instead of 16 like the last time she tried (and failed and needed her helped), so she had some expectations for her still.

Indeed, Techmistress was doing a great job at just staring straight at those drones. Those cocks were actually really nice. Why had she thought they were kinda boring? Cockbots were so cool. They had big cocks, they were all nice and sleek, and they... Uhm... They had big cocks... Yeah, big cocks...

The drool was pouring down her chin as her mind was being turned into more and more empty vapor inside her head. The sight of thsoe rods was bad enough for her brain, but then you added in the musk that the robotic drones gave off. Even though they were made of metal, they were able to produce such concentrated mind-melting musk that it was almost on par with her own cock. And even though she really couldn't look at her cock and smell it, it had definitely been effective. That was how she had managed to capture that third drone after all. One of the few thoughts bubbling inside her mostly empty head was envy at how good their cocks were...

She just stood there, just like the drones did. Really, the only thing that made her any different from them was the fact that she was still fleshy. Something that could very easily change once somebody decided to give her a little push. Somebody as loving and as nurturing as a certain Caretaker. Somebody that could easily start the process with as much as a single touch.

Indeed, that's what the robotic steward did. She walked over, with a smile on her face, and whispered into her ear. "You did such a good job, dear. Here, let me help you cum. Like Good Girls do." Her voice was silky smooth and maternal as always, as those gentle fingers of hers slowly danced their way across that massive rod that hung from her crotch...

Only for the first touch... No, simply the act of Caretaker speaking into her ear, making her squirt out a pitifully tiny amount of cum straight from the tip of that cock. Despite how big it was, despite the hefty balls swinging from that crotch... It was practically impotent. It did very little to make itself look impressive. Just like the one that owned it.

And not only did Techmistress manage to cum just from being talked to, that in turn caused the drones in front of her to cum a synthetic substance onto her. A substance that quickly sank into her body and converted most of her skin to metal just like theirs. Complete with some of it hitting her on the head and turning into a helmet that erased every little bit of individuality. The only thing they couldn't properly convert was the cock itself, though it was nowhere near as good as theirs due to the low output of cum so it would remain a humiliating point for this brand new drone.

Caretaker smiled as the drone that had been her charge just moments ago walked over to her fellow drones and stood right by their side. Now basically indistingushable outside of that shaft. Now she wouldn't have to worry about making such overly complicated drones for her, since she'd want to make her next drone just as efficient as the others.

For now, she'd have to put these four to work. Hopefully they could handle breaking another dozen heroes before night fell, otherwise she'd just have to scrap them and start over.

Even her charge would have to be discarded. Of course she would be. She was just another drone now. A drone that needed to prove itself.