[Roboticization, Muscle Growth, Brain Drain, Anthro TF]

"You wanted to see me, Doctor Charlotta?"

"I did. Would you mind taking a seat, Mikai? Or would you rather want to remain standing? It's entirely up to you either way, I don't want to force you."

Mikai smiled as she took a seat across from the gently smiling doctor, who was more than happy to adjust things to suit the young girl. Of course she would, she had been such a great help for her and everyone else in Mimoto. All thanks to her pursuit of heroics, as well as how much she had just tried to improve the lives of the people around her.

For Doctor Charlotta, that was one of the best things that she could possibly hope for. Despite her main profession being counseling and making sure that those that needed help got it, she was also the leading mind in regards to treating Pawn Syndrome and other sorts of recovery procedures regarding the remaining Jõtaijin. If you were infected, you turned to her. Or you tried to corrupt her if you were still infected. Either way, she was a VIP, and that meant that she had a certain amount of pull within Atlas Corp. It was why she was able to set up the club that was now in charge of finding Pawn Syndrome victims and otherwise scouting the city for any signs of those that were still suffering...

And Mikai was part of that club. Which meant that not only did she have duties as the Jõtaider, Mimoto, but she also had to do her best to seek out those that needed help. And her reward for doing so was private sessions with the Doc, who could make sure that she was up to snuff and wasn't suffering from anything that might be serving to lower her performance during missions.

"So why did you want to talk to me, Doctor? Our usual meeting's on fridays, and it's not even halfway through the week!" Mikai said, rocking back and forth on her chair as she looked at the maternal woman that was currently shuffling through her papers.

"Well, sometimes we need to bend the schedule a little. I'm going on a date with my dear Rose later this week, and I didn't want to bother you when I have something else on my mind. I'm sure you wouldn't want me to be worried about you at that point either." Charlotta explained, chuckling softly as she slowly looked through the papers... "Besides, you've been performing so well and suffering so little from any ill after effects that I don't exactly need to counsel you. You're totally clean."

Mikai blinked. "Really? I've been that good?" She said, and the brunette across from her nodded with a bright smile on her face. "If that's the case, why'd you call me then? I don't usually get called over. Even my friends don't call me if they don't need me for one reason or another. Even if it's just to show me something. Have you seen Tsubasa's new costume, by the way? It looked really intricate!"

"Oh, I have. He was really excited to show it to me, but then Hiro ended up walking in on us, and he turned so red that he couldn't move for another hour. It was actually kind of pathetic, even if it was cute." Charlotta chuckled, shaking her head slightly. Ah, the youth of today. Such a hard generation to keep up with. Even though she did her best, everything just seemed to try and throw a wrench into her plans and make it harder to understand them or bond with them... But at least they weren't rude to her. Just embarrassing.

Mikai chuckled a little. Yeah, that sounded just like Tsubasa. He tried his best to seem cool and seem knowledgeable, but he had no personal confidence. It resulted in him being embarrassed more often than not, but that was part of what made him so charming. "Sooo... What's the reason you called? You didn't just want to talk, right? I wouldn't mind hearing about Principal Rose's different interests, but I don't think you'd invite me over just for that."

Charlotta nodded a little as she got up from her chair before walking over to a nice looking helmet that was sitting on another shelf. A really nice and big helmet that was a bit too big for anybody to reliably wear. "I had received a little piece of tech from Atlas Corp's IT division that I wanted to try out. But I know that their tech can be a little skeevy, so if I were to try it all on my own... Well, you know how it goes." She said, all while turning towards her young friend. "Perhaps you'd like to try it out with me? I can record the effects, report back to the offices to make sure they implement all of the desired changes."

"Whoa. That's a really big helmet. What's it do?" Mikai asked as the helmet was plopped down on the table in front of her, the young girl giving it a couple of pokes to make sure that it wouldn't do anything the moment she put it on. All it did was just quietly hum, waiting for somebody to wear it to start running through any of the options that were available inside... Huh, maybe it was like Hiro's visor?

"It's meant to be a way for me to connect directly to the subconscious of one of my patients. Externalizing their inner issues through the helmet, while I work with them to make them go away. It may induce a little bit of transformation in the process, but for those that have already been turned into Pawns in the past or those that still have lingering Jõtaijin transformations, this is hardly the first time they'll transform. And it will hardly be the last either, considering the way their existing factors remain.

Mikai nodded as she listened to all of that, picking up the helmet as she looked into it. "So if I put this on, I turn straight into Mimoto? Is that how it's supposed to work?" She asked, all while she slowly but surely made sure that it didn't fall right down on her head. It was actually kind of heavy. What was inside it? There shouldn't be anything inside it, so it hopefully shouldn't fall right down on her face.

"Well, why don't you try it on? I'm sure you can figure it out, Mikai. Byakko told me that even a moron can operate it. And judging by how she demonstrated it, that certainly seemed to be true." She chuckled with a soft blush on her face. Ahhh, seeing Byakko embarrassed by teasing, whether by her own hand or by Hiro's, was something that she could cherish until the end of time...

Mikai pouted a little. Byakko wasn't stupid! She was cute! Short and cute and kinda really grumpy. But that was part of her charm points. But she knew that Charlotta wasn't serious. She was just teasing her. Even if she wasn't here. Oh well, she shouldn't get hung up on it and just try to focus on what was important. And the thing that was important was trying out the helmet.

She slowly lowered that big helmet onto her head, making sure that it was being attached properly to her head so she could feel it connect... Wait, was it supposed to connect? Wasn't it supposed to just rest on her head and then she could look through the visor and... oh, were those spirals..?

As soon as the helmet was lowered onto her head, it didn't waste any time. It went straight to work, making sure that she was being subjected to everything that it could output. It was pouring as much of its hypnotic power straight into her. Hypnotic power that definitely didn't seem like it was part of any of the functions that Charlotta had described. But it felt nice to look straight into the nice spiral. It felt so nice that she completely forgot everything about what she was doing, just staring straight into the very nice spiral.

Doctor Charlotta watched with a smile as the helmet started to integrate with the girl in front of her. Every single little connection point on the inside of the helmet making proper contact with her skull, making a bond that was almost completely unbreakable. The only thing that would make it break was the willing need to push it off... And since the helmet preemptively started to brainwash the wearer, there was no chance that something like that would happen. Mikai was already falling into its powerful trance, and she would remain in it for as long as she wore the silly thing.

In fact, this had been the plan from the very beginning. The helmet wasn't an Atlas Corp creation at all. It was something that Spider had thrown together to try and impress D'Or, and something that was supposed to be used on somebody that was a thorn in Golden Freedom's side. Granted, Spider probably never thought that it would be put to use on somebody like Mikai, but that was fine. She would come to appreciate the results.

Especially as two lights started to appear behind the visor part of the helmet, as Mikai let out a soft moan and slowly but surely started to salute like she was another brainwashed minion. "Awaiting... orders..!" She cried out, with both of her visor-eyes turning into big stars as she was beyond ecstatic and happy to serve. It was the one thing that she was made for, according to the words and the nice things that were being beamed into her head.

D'Or, not even bothering to hide her identity as her characteristic hat and her dear fur coat appeared on her body, giggled as she gently snapped her fingers. "Initiate Willpower Conversion Process." She gave a command, the single feature that Spider had actually talked about when she first presented the device to her, before leaning back in her chair to make sure she got a front row seat to all of the wonderful action that was about to happen...

Mikai continued saluting as she felt her helmet working. What was it doing, exactly? She really wasn't sure. But she knew that it kinda felt good. It was like her mind was being pumped full of something, and it also felt like she was growing extra sluggish. But it also felt really good, so she didn't mind the kind of feeling that was rushing through her, because it felt like it was supposed to happen.

The helmet glowed golden as the rest of Mikai's body started to glow the exact same shade. All while it was very clear that her body was currently being drained of that golden energy, as all of it was being pushed straight into the helmet. Her body lost most of its luster little by little, replaced with a dull silver that made her look more like a robot rather than a human.

But that silver was what would serve as the conduit for her transformation. What would serve as the show that she was growing bigger and better. Especially as that silver started to bulge outward more and more, as if she was being pumped full of air... No, as if she was being pumped full of muscle! Every single one of her muscles were pushing out until they were excessively large, to the point where she looked a little lopsided with how focused it was on her limbs.

Of course it wasn't just her limbs that were changing. Her torso was bulging out as well, especially as it turned just as sleek and as silver as everything. Even her breasts started to bulge out and grow, as if they were two massive muscles that had been pumped full as possible. She was strength! Pure strength!

It wasn't just the muscle that made her stand out. It was also the fact that it seemed like part of her silver figure looked more animalistic rather than anything. It was turning her more and more into one big robotic animal. Especially as her hands and her feet were turning into pads with big artificial paw pads that were perfect for teasing and playing with. All while her tongue hung out of her mouth and she started panting like a big dog...

Because that's exactly what Mikai was turning into. The helmet was turning her into a big metallic dog. The snout that pushed out of her face made that clear. So did the big paws and the big claws. She was a big robotic anthropomorphic dog. And despite the fact that all of her power had been drained into her helmet, that didn't mean she was any weaker. If anything, the fact that it had been converted to muscle meant that she could serve as a different kind of challenge for those that would try to attack her. It meant that she could just swing her arms and smash through anything that would try to get in her way. All for the sake of... the sake of...

*PING*

"Glory to Golden Freedom, woof!" Mikai cried out as she saluted just like before. Except now she was a big dog that was bulging with muscle and her tongue was hanging out of her mouth and she looked several levels of utterly ridiculous. But her loyalty and her brand new idea of what she needed to do didn't change. She still understood the fundamental aspect of her current self. That she needed to serve and bring glory to Lady D'Or, so she could succeed in her plan. No matter what it was. Because that was her mission!

D'Or smiled as she breathed a sigh of relief. She knew that the helmet could drain somebody's intelligence rather excessively. It had happened to Cobra when Spider convinced him to try and demo the device. And then she ended up rutted by the extra thick snake as it turned her into a boy for some time. But this just proved that the improvements that Bat had implemented worked as intended. It had a minimum threshold for intelligence, and never allowed the victim to go underneath that border. Which meant that she was currently doing great...

"That's good to hear, Mikai. Now, sit." She said, carefully motioning for the oversized dog to get down on all fours and sit like a good girl, and the ground immediately shook once the dog obeyed her command. "Good girl. Now, paw." She said, holding forth her hand, with the oversized robot doing exactly what she had asked her to do. "Goooood girl..." What a wonderful minion. But what could she use her for? It wasn't like they needed muscle, they had many wonderful enforcers if that was the case. So what could-

"D'Or, I-"

The door to the office opened, and Saki Himitsu entered. Only to immediately pause as she noticed the oversized dog that seemed to have a passing resemblance to a certain girl that was supposed to be her mortal enemy... And D'Or currently giving her a couple of commands. The sight was beyond absurd, and something that would render Saki speechless for a few more moments...

"Ah, there you are. I was expecting you a little later than now, Saki, but I suppose you'll be great for this." D'Or said, clearing her throat a little before motioning for the oversized dog to turn towards the young lady that served as one of her allies. "Mikai, your new task is to protect and obey Saki. You understand how to do so, right?"

"Of course, woof!" The oversized dog said as she spun around to look straight at Saki, bowing her head down as far as possible as she drooled synthetic spit onto the floor below. "I'm glad to work with you, Saki! Woof!" She cried out, as excited as she ever was. Even being transformed into a stupid dog wasn't going to stop her from being excited and cute. Even if she was made of metal and muscle and so much dog that you couldn't keep her in any kind of pen or cage...

Saki looked at the oversized version of Mikai. And she honestly didn't know what to think. On one hand, she had gotten part of her wish. The girl that had gotten in her way and caused her too much trouble by being an improper heroine... Was now little more than a puppy who wanted to obey her orders and do exactly what she wanted her to do. On the other, she couldn't help but wonder if this was really the right path forward. Was she supposed to enjoy the sight of this big pupper, or...

She didn't get to dwell on the thought for long before Mikai just gave the student council president a big wet lick on the face, causing her to get completely and utterly covered in slobber and drool and everything. It was... Excessive, but it was still a kind and loving gesture. Something that Saki couldn't exactly say anything negative about. Part of her station as a president meant that she had to return genuine affection and care with the same kind of emotion.

"...Sit." Saki said, as Mikai immediately did what she said. She took a deep breath and slowly reached her hands forward after that, pushing those small hands up against the big dog's cheeks. And then she slowly rubbed those cheeks, making sure that her dog was appreciating it as she started to slowly and surely stamp away at the ground with her big paw. "Goood.... Good dog..." She muttered, as she started blushing. Why was giving her this kind of compliment so hard? And why did looking at the oversized dog being happy make her feel so... E-Excited..?

Saki would really need to see what Mikai could do like this... A-After all, she was her dog now...