[Suit Brainwashing, Identity Suppression]

Hiro Fukano was a busy woman. Between her current role as a sponsored heroine and the many different tasks that she still needed to supervise throughout Atlas Corp, she definitely had her work cut out for her. But even so, she did her best to keep up the pace and ensure that not a single task went undone. As long as she could ensure that much, she could breathe easy every night as she slept away in the same bed with her partner by her side.

But that didn't mean that she had to be very pleased with said tasks. Especially as she was called into the head of marketing's office, with a scowl on her face as she already knew that the fiery bird had something terrible in mind for her. She was one of the biggest thorns in her side, alongside Qilin. One way or another, she knew that she would find a way to tease her into doing something she'd rather avoid. She just knew it. Which was why she didn't even try to resist as she slowly walked inside.

"I've arrived." She announced, about to close the door behind her. Right before she laid her eyes on the outfit that was currently laying on the desk in front of her. And she immediately tried to turn around. She didn't have time for this kind of activity. Not when there were still interns to train and employees to review.

But she didn't get to leave. Not when the door seemed to disappear right as she grabbed it. All while a dry voice spoke up. "You know the terms of your contract, Hiro. You're not getting away when we have a new product to test." Of course she knew the terms. But that didn't mean that she wanted to acknowledge them if she could avoid it.

Hiro sighed as she turned back towards the desk, and laid her eyes upon the red and blue women that were sitting behind it. The red-clad woman was Suzaku, head of marketing, fashion and many other positions in that general area. And her blue partner was Seiryu, the biotech head who always had terrible intentions. How else could you explain the fact that an entire floor had its employees turned into bimbos, just because she needed to test a new fragrance?

But she didn't focus on them. She focused on the suit that was laying on the desk. A suit that she was quite familiar with. It was a replica of the uniform that the Natura Couleur wore, in their self-titled series. The blue hues were especially familiar, because the blue-clad member of the Natura happened to be the one that Hiro voice acted during the syndication of the original series.

"Let me guess." Hiro said as she leaned against the now doorless wall. "You want me to dress up like one of my characters for the sake of advertising something. I thought the public weren't too interested in the show." The skunk-haired woman gave her two cents, all with a raised eyebrow. Even if she knew a few fans, that didn't mean that there was still an audience for the show.

"Reruns tell a different story." Suzaku shot back, before brushing a hand through her hair. "Besides, you're acting like you wouldn't want to dress up like one of your best roles. I know what you get up to in your free time, hun. You can't hide that from me."

"Furthermore." Seiryu's voice was still dry as she weighed in on the conversation. "This is no mere costume or prop outfit. This is a fully functional suit that would allow you to replicate the kinds of powers that Natura Bleu showcased during her time as part of the team. Blades that appear on command, as well as hydrokinesis. Granted, the process of infusing the outfit with these qualities means that we won't be mass producing it for cosplay reasons."

That was honestly relieving to hear. Hiro wouldn't be able to handle a horde of cosplayers with her powers. It was bad enough that she had to try and keep Mikai in line so she didn't go overboard when they were out in the field, but she wouldn't be able to do her job if there were any more interlopers. "Impressive work as always, Seiryu. But I still don't see what you're both getting at. I won't be using it for heroics, the PAWN System works perfectly fine."

"Of course not. You'll be using it for engineered heroics. Thanks to Byakko, we've gotten a hang on the schedule that determines when and where Golden Freedom will strike. If we engineer a bit of trouble during the downtime, trouble that you'll be able to fix as Natura Bleu, then we can reignite interest in the series and sell even more toys. It's a perfect plan." Suzaku explained, all while rubbing her hands together. Of course she was after the money. There were three things that motivated that woman. Her superiority, her fashion, and their leader in all of his short glory.

"Don't worry." Seiryu followed up. All while getting up and grabbing the suit by the collar, causing it to stiffen in response. "It's also infused with nanomachines. While they don't have any innate function, they ensure that all the specific elements that make up the fabric's chemical composition are properly infused into your body. In other words, you'll barely have to do a thing to make sure that everything works. And they'll even reward you for doing a good job."

Hiro narrowed her eyes as she heard all of that. Partly because Seiryu was just prattling on and on and on like she always did, and Suzaku let her true colors come out into the forefront. "And what if I refuse? I know that there are certain terms in my employment contract, but-"

Seiryu cut the skunk-haired woman off by tossing the outfit right at her, with Hiro barely reacting fast enough to try and swat it out of the air before it made contact. Though that just happened to be exactly what the blue-haired dragon was planning on, as a moan slipped out from Hiro's lips...

And the reason for that moan was quite obvious. It was the suit forcing itself upon her. From the fingertips, all the way across her arm, and then further down her body as it squeezed tightly around her. It didn't matter that she was already wearing clothes. It didn't matter that it was tighter than it had any right to be. It needed to slip onto her, because that was what the nanomachines were programmed to do. Latch on and start injecting all of the required elements straight into her...

"D-Damnit, you two..." Hiro muttered as she tried her best to rip the suit off. But that just made the machines cling harder to her, which in turn made the pleasure pouring through her spike through the roof. It felt too good, and yet she was still putting up a fight. "Couldn't I just wear a kigurumi or something?! I'd rather wear a mascot suit rather than something like this!"

Suzaku snickered as she immediately imagined what it would be like to see Hiro wandering around with an enormous fake Bleu head on her shoulders, before clearing her throat and composing herself... And then immediately breaking into a bout of laughter. Nah, that shit was too funny. It was so tacky, it was impossible for her to not laugh at it.

"Unfortunately, mascots are out of style." Seiryu said, a little saddened as she spoke. "So we will have to make you compensate. Don't worry, the nanomachines' payload will ensure that you don't focus too much on the discrepancy between your existing persona and the one that will be injected into you."

Of course she had implemented a feature like that. She wasn't even allowed to be herself while she was stuck wearing an outfit like this. At least it only went up to her neck. If it managed to cover up her head, then she'd have even bigger problems.

Not that she got the chance to voice them, as the suit finally stopped moving around on her. Which allowed her to look straight into a mirror, letting her get a good look at her reflection and let it all soak in.

Indeed, she looked just like Bleu did. The same white-black-and-blue uniform that characterized Natura Bleu. The only difference between the two of them, at least at first glance, was the fact that her hair and her face were still the same. Same skunk-striped stern-faced heroine as always. "So what now?" Hiro asked, turning her head towards the two. Surely this wasn't everything. She knew better than to lower her guard.

"This."

It wasn't Seiryu that spoke this time. Nor was it Suzaku, because she was still busy laughing her ass off. No, it was a sensual voice that she was far too familiar with. A voice that sent shivers down her spine as she grit her teeth. Of course she'd be here. Why wouldn't she be? She knew exactly when it was a good time to... Hold on...

While Hiro could definitely identify the owner of the voice as her coworker and general pain-in-the-ass, Qilin, the reflection in the mirror told a different story. She could see a red-suited woman currently wrapping her arms around her, with a red mane of hair accompanying that suit. She sounded like Qilin, but she looked more like Natura Rouge...

"C'mon, Bleu." 'Rouge' snickered as she pecked Hiro on the cheek while the shock lowered her guard. "Just accept that you're gonna be like this for a while. It's a lot easier if you accept it and stop fighting back. Then we can be like peas in a pod. Partners that're so tightly knit together that they mistake us for lovers. Won't that be fun?" She was enjoying it way too much. No wonder she had bothered lending a helping hand with something like this. All so she could mess with Hiro yet again.

Hiro wanted to tell her to knock it off, right before she felt a sharp shock rush through her. It was like something was seeping into her brain. All while she could visibly see her hair lengthening. It was growing longer and longer, all while it turned the same shade of blue as her suit. She was becoming more like Bleu with every passing moment, all while her thoughts...

"Thaaat's it. I see it in your eyes. You're becoming more like Bleu already." 'Rouge' chimed, as she let out a bit of a moan herself. "Seiryu said that while the payload that would grant us the powers of the Natura was strong on its own, it would only reach its strongest point in the presence of another. So I guess those machines inside your suit are working overtime, just to ensure that you end up filling your role... Mmmmfff... And mine as well..!" Of course she was enjoying the sensation of all sorts of nanomachines crawling across her. She was the only one that could possibly enjoy something like that...

Hiro tried to fight back against the sensations spreading through her. Those pleasure-filled sensations. Her natural defenses were being worn down by arousal, so she would accept the changes without even batting an eye. All that she would have to do was just accept it all. Then she could be the Bleu that she was meant to. Because of course she was Bleu. Of course she would fill her own role...

Seiryu merely watched, an eye keenly locked on the two girls. While examining Qilin accepting her transformation had been very fruitful, the results of the two 'working together' was a different matter altogether. The sheer feedback she received from the two playing with one another was overwhelming. So much so that she couldn't stop herself from slipping one of her claws in between her thighs. They wouldn't mind if she made a bit of noise, it's not like they'd actually notice.

"Those two just can't keep their hands off one another... Haaaaah..." Suzaku muttered as she had finally recovered from her laughing fit. All because of the idea of Hiro actually preferring the role of a mascot over the role of a heroine for once. And while the image of her and Qilin both acting like mascots was trying to breach its way into her mind, the passion on display in front of her was enough to keep it at bay. All while she grinned a little, satisfied with what she was witnessing.

Hiro... Bleu was having a difficult time truly fighting back against Rouge's assault. Her mind was being reprogrammed, filled with all sorts of drugs that truly made her believe that she was Bleu. And she was agreeing with every single suggestion. Because of course she was. She had always been Bleu. The sheer idea of her being anybody else was the real attempt to reprogram her. It was honestly absurd. They should've tried better to make her think that she was anybody else. Because maybe then she would've fallen for their trick.

But at the same time... She was blushing. All because Rouge's arms were wrapped around her. All because of her. She knew that she didn't love her in that way, but after everything they had been through, Bleu had been smitten by her aggressive spirit. The way she acted all on her own accord. She was the one to lead them, and the one to spring into action when they needed her most.

"R-Rouge..." Bleu muttered as her breath was getting a lot warmer. All while her hair finally reached its full length. Every trace of Hiro had been buried. Whether physically or mentally. Right now, the only thing that remained was Bleu. And she was far too ready to fill her role... As long as she could be with Rouge for the duration. Just thinking about her was making her heart ache. Why was she like this? She definitely wasn't like this normally, but there was just something about her...

Rouge grinned as she smooched Bleu on the cheek. "You're blushing. That's not like you, Bleu. Maybe you want something a little hotter than usual?" Her grin turned into a wicked smirk, all while her body started to grow warmer. "Because I know exactly what might satisfy you. You can always douse me in your water if you want me to stop, like you always do." Perhaps it was Qilin's inner self that was influencing the way that Rouge acted. Maybe it was her natural bond with Hiro that was twisting Rouge and Bleu's relationship.

Bleu didn't know. All that she knew was that she leaned further into Rouge and bit into her lip. She nodded, knowing exactly what she was agreeing to. She wanted it. Even if there were people watching... She wanted Rouge to give her everything that she wanted, and then some.

And so the two consummated. Not because they needed to. But because the personas that had taken the place of their true selves wanted to. Even if Hiro would later come to regret that she had made love to one of the women that kept on teasing her every day and every night.

For now, they were Rouge and Bleu. Dedicated partners, and members of Natura Couleur...

---

"Strange, Hiro hasn't been home yet. Maybe she's working overtime?"

Mikai Fushimi was at home. Or rather, at Hiro's home. After everything that had happened between her and her Mom and all the other antics that Golden Freedom had gotten up to, Mikai had been allowed to stay at Hiro's place just for a little while. They were essentially partners. Housemates. There were a lot of words that one could use to describe their situation, but most of them didn't particularly matter to her.

What mattered to her was that her friend was currently gone, and she wasn't too pleased with that. Not because she wanted Hiro to have her world revolve around her, far from it. But more because, well, she was her friend. Naturally she'd be worried if something went out of her control.

"You're worrying too much, Mikai." Chimera, the passenger inside the young girl's mind, let her thoughts echo out. "Hiro's probably doing adult things. You know, she's very important at Atlas Corp." She explained, all while yawning a little. "Let's just go to bed. She'll be here by the time we wake up. Then you can hug her or whatever it is you want."

"That's not why I'm worried, you know that!" Mikai pouted, crossing her arms. "And since when were you on her side? You're the one that told me to be careful around her so much, so why are you giving her the benefit of the doubt?" Chimera wasn't being fair today. No fair, no fair!

Chimera let out a loud yawn, which almost sounded more like a lion's roar than a yawn. "I'm on the side that lets me sleep faster. Besides, we've been out with Tsubasa all day. I've seen way too many things... I just wanna sleep and let it all soak in. Before those Natura girls end up haunting my dreams..." She muttered, as Mikai could hear her eyelids fluttering.

True. It had been a long day. Mikai and Tsubasa, her nerdy friend who spent way too much time on a computer filled with all sorts of bad content that she didn't really know anything about, had been at some sort of fan gathering. And to their surprise, they were visited by a pair of cosplayers... Or at least, that's what they initially thought. But once they showed off their powers and proved that they were the real thing, the gathering ended up exploding in popularity.

She had always thought that Natura Couleur wasn't too popular. Mostly because Tsubasa wasn't popular. But looks can be deceiving. Even so, she thought that Hiro would be back by now. She didn't say she had anything special to do today, so her absence was really weird...

"Just go to bed, Mikai..." Chimera muttered as she almost started snoring. She really wanted to sleep. But that damn girl's energy was keeping her awake. The downside to being bonded with somebody like her. It was great whenever they were of a single mind, which was more often than one would expect, but whenever they ended up out of synch like this, it was pure torture for the ancient predator...

"She'll be here any minute. Aaaaaany minute!" Mikai proclaimed as she paced back and forth. Before her eyes widened as she heard the door open. That had to be her! There was no way it couldn't be her! Mostly because she was the only other person that had a key to this house!

Mikai ran straight to the front door, before skidding to a halt as she saw two familiar yet unexpected figures stepping into the house. Figures that she had seen earlier in the day. One red, one blue. Strange, why were they here? Weren't they cosplayers?

"Mmmm... Good evening..." Natura Bleu said with a smile. A soft and regal smile, befitting of one of noble blood like herself. All while she gently curtsied. She was still in her uniform, even though there were no dangers around. Even though she was staring right at the girl that was meant to be her partner.

"Nice place." Natura Rouge grinned, all while stretching a bit. "Y'don't mind if we use the place for a bit, do ya, pipsqueak?" It was like they didn't recognize her. As if the only thing that mattered to the two of them was themselves. Kinda selfish, if she had to be honest. But at the same time, there was something familiar about the two of them beyond just the fact that she had seen them earlier today...

Mikai's eyes widened. "Hiro? Qilin? What are you two doing?" That's why they were familiar. She could notice the subtle ways that they differed from the characters that they were meant to portray. That, and the relationship between the two was nowhere near that intimate in the show! But Qilin and Hiro's was!

"I can't believe that's the argument you're going with." Chimera muttered. "But it's not wrong. Those two are way too lovey dovey. Maybe we should knock a bit of sense into them? Maybe they got hit by a Jõtaijin?" Even when she was this groggy, she had to admit that Mikai wasn't entirely off base. Still, why were they like this..?

"You must be mistaken. I'm Rouge, and she's Bleu." Rouge explained, before the gears inside her mind started to turn. "Actually... Bleu, doesn't she look a little familiar? Tiny, bratty, knows more than she oughta?" The redheaded 'heroine' asked, all while her grin slowly started to widen. Well, they could always use another member of their team...

Bleu blinked a little as her own smile curved into a grin. Indeed, the girl was dangerously familiar. Right around the same size as Vert. But that just meant that they had a little job to carry out. That's what those two had told them. If they were to find other individuals that fit the profile of Natura Couleur, they were to give them one of the spare suits that were still lacking a wearer...

Mikai clenched her fists a bit. Alright, she wasn't going to hurt the two lots. But she was going to break those suits off them and then get to the bottom of why they were like this. And then... Well, if the suits were harmless then she could give one to Tsubasa. He'd probably love it. Whether he was going to wear one or not was a different matter.

"Sit still, dear."

Before Mikai had a chance to toss herself at the two 'heroines', Bleu snapped her fingers and let her powers echo out. All while rain started to pour down on her, showering her so heavily that the poor girl's clothes were drenched beyond compare. And as a result, she was unable to truly move due to the weight of those soaked garments.

"What's the big deal!? Hiro! Qilin! Open your eyes!" Mikai cried out, all while she tried to let the fire inside her heart turn on. She needed to access her powers, but the rain was making it extremely difficult to concentrate. It was at times like these when she wished she didn't have to go through some sort of sequence to make her abilities form, why couldn't she just use them at will?

Rouge laughed as the girl was being utterly smothered by the rain, before she snapped her fingers as well. "Here, sunshine. Have a lil' heat to deal with that rain." She laughed, all while a different kind of flame lit itself inside the girl's body. All while she looked to Bleu. "Get the suit. She's definitely Vert, there's nobody that'd put up a struggle like that besides her."

Mikai certainly tried to fight back against the two-pronged assault. The weight of all the water being splashed down on her was one thing, but the heat that started to build inside her was really hard to ignore. It was like... It was like that one time she read one of Tsubasa's novels and it made her feel all sorts of weird. Even though it was just about one of the Natura being turned into a loyal soldier. Why did this make her feel like when she read that thing..?

While the young sandy-blonde tried to deal with her bubbling feelings being forced to the forefront by the heat inside of her, she was completely and utterly defenseless. Which meant that the two older ladies could easily walk over with a green uniform in hand, one that they forced upon her without a single thought. All while their own bodies started to tingle and vibrate in response to following orders. Yes... It felt wonderful to serve and make more.. 'Natura'...

A sharp moan left Mikai's lips as she was forced to wear that green suit. She recognized it for sure, it was Natura Vert's suit. Same cowl, same dark green hues, same everything. So why was it tightening this much? And more than that, why could she feel all sorts of creepy crawly sensations spreading across her? It was like a ton of tiny spiders were tap dancing their way across her body. And not the fun kind of spider either! She was at home or something, probably up to no good!

She certainly tried to struggle against the suit. But it just tightened in response and started to rub up against her. It was like a lot of stuff was being injected into her, with her mind being filled with more and more moans. Probably because Chimera wasn't getting out of this either. At least she could take solace in the fact that they were both stuck like this. Filled to the brim with... Something...

What the hell was this stuff anyway? The more it poured into her, the clearer her mind got. Not just because Chimera was being shoved into the back of her mind where she could moan the night away, but because it was like her mind was getting bigger and bigger. All while those moans echoed all around. It was a dichotomy that she wasn't too pleased with. She didn't want to keep hearing her own moans over and over. She wanted to get free from this damned suit!

Mikai's gasps were getting more and more frequent, all while she stared at the two ladies that had stuffed her into this suit. Bleu and Rouge had started to make out at the sight of her misery. Great, fantastic, they were hornier than ever. Of course they ended up doing this. Wait, why did she know that? It's not like she was a part of their team. Of course not. She was more than that. She was their damn friend, even if they kept on trying to tease her because of her intellect!

The sandy-haired girl tried to fight back against the thoughts flooding around inside her mind. But it was really hard to fight back against something that felt utterly natural. It was like her mind had already grown accustomed to the fact that she was meant to be the green genius that was the star of Natura Couleur, Natura Vert! Then again, that mind of hers also knew that all of this was a bunch of horseshit. Of course she could tell that her mind had been altered. Those things that were bubbling around inside her mind, the ones that thought she wasn't Vert...

They weren't new. But they were wrong. They were wronger than wrong. They were lies, plain and simple. And she wasn't going to give into them and believe that her whole life was a big lie. No, Vert knew all about that kind of despair. She had climbed out of it, goddamnit. And even if those two idiots were going to make out in front of her, she wasn't going to give in and believe that she was somebody that she wasn't..!

Rouge was keeping a good eye on Vert. Of course she was in anguish. She was always the kind of brat that would try and struggle like this. It was really cute. She thought that it made her look smarter, just because she wasn't giving in. But that was what made her adorable instead. It was the kind of act that made her want to dig in and make her enjoy life a little more...

Bleu was also watching. And she was smiling. Vert was doing really well. The suit had bonded with her to the point where she hadn't even noticed that her hair had turned green. That girl that was underneath... She wasn't important any longer. Only Vert was. And Vert looked like a snack, just as she always did. She wanted to dote on her and make sure that she enjoyed every moment... Ehehe...

"D-Damniiit!" Vert cried out as her face turned all shades of red at once, before she let out a pained moan and the suit finally finished. All while she could physically feel steam pouring off her. "Y-You two done with your stupid love yet..!?" She shouted at the red and blue heroines, gritting her teeth a little. God, she was frustrated. She needed relief. In several different ways. And all of them involved those two getting close to her and giving her what she wanted.

Rouge laughed as she let go of Bleu, before grabbing onto Vert and tugging her over so she'd end up right between their sweaty bodies. "I thought you'd never ask, Vert. You look much better when you end up boiling over and leave that stuffy room of yours." She snickered. All while pressing up against Bleu to make sure that the girl was trapped between them.

Bleu helped make sure that Vert was pressed between them. Her head in between their tits, all while they both enjoyed the feel of the smaller girl's thick thighs and her plump posterior. "You could've just asked, you know. We would've given you this if you were willing to put your pride aside earlier." She said with a soft and soothing voice, all while fondling the parts of Vert that she loved above all. Because even if she loved Rouge more than she'd like to admit, Vert was also one that she held near and dear to her noble heart.

Vert would probably have complained about this treatment. If not for the fact that those two sluts had silenced her by stuffing her in between their tits. So she was stuck just shaking around. Which.. Honestly was what she needed right now. It was nice. It was calming. And most importantly, she didn't get to hear them make out as much.

So she could focus on putting her thoughts in order. Filing away all those thoughts that weren't hers. All so she could do a good job tomorrow. Once they finally let go of her, she'd set them straight and remind them who was the tactician...

All so she and the other Natura Couleur could continue advertising... That was their mission, right..?