[Bimbofication, Sluttification, Brain Drain, Milking, Elemental TF]

"You guys really keep on putting your Devices through their paces! If I didn't know any better, I'd think you'd want them to break!"

A nervous laugh left Nanoha's lips, while Fate and Hayate blushed at her sides. Signum, for her part, simply remained calm and composed. Though given that her Device had probably seen the most direct combat, she didn't have any room to speak there.

"When push comes to shove, we have to do our best to stop the problems that come up. So it's a little hard to take it easy." Nanoha explained, though one quick glance from the bespectacled woman who was handling the repairs on Raising Heart and the others was quick to make her avert her own gaze.

"Yes, yes, that's why you go full power and cause such wear and tear on it. It's fine, just means we have to make sure to get it back into tip-top shape first before you go back out there." The woman said, reaching into her cupboard to pick out a couple of similar looking inactive devices. "That being said, I know you're all very important to the TSAB. So we can't just let you go out there without anything to aid you. Until the repairs are done, you'll have to contend yourselves with these Dummy Devices. They're based on your respective Devices, but with a lower ceiling on power. As long as you don't end up in a troubling situation anytime soon, these should suffice."

"Understood." Signum gave a curt reply, taking off just as quietly as she came. She had to break this thing in. Wouldn't want to be left off-foot, should something happen.

Hayate nodded as she received her own Dummy Device, palming it gently. "Thank you." She bowed her head gently, and made her way out as well. She wasn't going to be in much need of this one, due to her current commanding position. But if push came to shove, she'd like to know how this was going to handle her power...

"I'll go on ahead, Nanoha." Fate was the next to leave, bowing gently as well as she left. This thing in her hand may not be Bardiche, but she hoped that it could help her just as much. Besides, if it was a rudimentary intelligence that ran it, it wouldn't be too different from partnering with Bardiche. It was a device who kept things short and sweet after all.

Nanoha looked at the greyish marble in her hand. It wasn't Raising Heart, but it would have to do. However... "By the way, have we ever met before?"

"Nope. I do know you and the others though, Ace of Aces. Hard not to know about some of TSAB's greatest." The bespectacled woman said, smiling softly as she waved her off. "Now you better get going so I can get to work."

Nanoha nodded. Well, maybe it was just her mind playing tricks on her, but she swore that the ginger-haired woman looked familiar. The glasses definitely didn't help matters. But it had to just be her mind...

Once Nanoha left, however, the bespectacled woman couldn't help but crack a wicked grin, pulling down the collar of her shirt slightly to reveal a familiar IV printed on her throat.

"How long will you four last when faced with my Dummy Devices. We'll see, Nanoha. We'll see."

The undercover Number grinned. She had her own part to play in this.

After all, somebody had to welcome those dummies back once they got fried...

—

"Not as responsive. Yet not bad at handling what I put in."

Signum grasped the hilt of the Dummy Device tightly. The sparks of her last Cartridge were still flying around in the air. That was definitely a quirk of the Device, but it showed promise. Still, if she used too much at once, she might risk a chain reaction. The last thing she wanted was for a fight to erupt into a massive inferno, at least during an operation that required a milder touch.

...

If she had to be honest, it wasn't just the sparks in the air that revealed that the Dummy Device had a poor grasp on heat management. The slight heat that was pouring across her body was another sign of it. It almost felt like she was beginning to burn up inside.

If not for the fact that she had chosen a more discreet location, maybe she would feel shame for unbuttoning the top of her barrier jacket. But since she was alone...

Since she was... Alone...

Signum bit her lip as she felt a pulse of heat rushing through her. It was like it intensified once it realized that she was alone. Not only that, but she swore that she heard a very characteristic click...

"What's going on her-" She spoke up, only to notice that not only was her Dummy Device starting to ignite once more, but the sparks in the air...

The sparks in the air were not only turning into brightly burning flames, just as she was originally worried about, but they were starting to swirl in the air around her. If they kept going like this, then they were going to not just turn into an inferno...

But they could-

Signum's eyes widened just a moment too late. No. The flames weren't trying to turn into a feral and infernal tornado of flames. No, they were swirling towards her. Flying towards her, like she was their target!

Of course she tried to stop it. But she hadn't even taken the closest flames into consideration. All she could do was shout in shock as the flames from her Dummy Device leapt onto her like she was the most flammable thing in the nearby area...

She could feel the heat flushing all over her. She could feel it burning away at her. It was supposed to hurt, she knew that much...

"AAAHHHHHNNNN!"

So why did it feel so good to burn!? It didn't make any sense, and yet...

And yet it felt sooooo goood as it started to burn away at her. Burning away at her Barrier Jacket, burning away at her casual clothes the moment that it burned away, and then burning away at her bare skin the moment her clothes couldn't handle any more...

It didn't matter that her bare skin was burning. It didn't matter at all. It was supposed to hurt, and yet it felt even better now that the flames were dancing their way across her entire naked body...

"H-Haaahhh... So hot... I'm burning up..!"

No matter how much Signum cried out about her situation. No matter how much she wanted to try and plead for somebody, anybody to see what was happening to her and do something about it...

All she could do was hug herself, spreading the flames even further across her body. The heat was addictive. And so was the feeling of the flames dancing along her body...

If she had to describe it, it was like her entire body was one big erogenous zone. And the more she burned, the more aroused she grew. It's a wonder she was even able to start drooling down below, even if the juices weren't able to put out a single bit of these flames...

Put... Put out..? Now why would she want to put out these flames that made her feel so good? No, no, of course she shouldn't put them out-

"HHHHAAAAAHHHHHH!"

An orgasmic scream echoed as the arousing flames suddenly burst out of her ears, now taking on a deep pink hue as they swallowed more and more of her...

What little sensible parts of Signum's mind remained gradually began to vanish as she panted and gasped more and more. More and more of her entire body was swallowed up by the flames...

Until there was nothing left standing there except one big pink flame. Signum had been swallowed up by the Dummy Device's flames...

No. That wasn't right. Not with the buxom figure gradually becoming more and more apparent within the flames...

The pink flames gradually took on the shape of a woman that roughly looked like Signum. However, with that ditzy grin on her plump pink lips, and those massive tits that were barely bigger than her head, and the general lack of any shame... It was hard to really call her Signum...

"Mmmmphhh... Need a bit more fuel for my flames... Hhhhhaaaaahhhh..."

The bimboish flame giggled as she stuffed her flaming hand in between her heated thighs. Her slit was still there, though it was probably much more dangerous than ever before. Yet she was still drooling lots and lots of juice. Practically letting a waterfall pour out between her legs...

That was the illogical construct that made up the Bimbo Flame's very existence. She was nothing but a heated mess of lust and desire, which kept on burning the more she fed herself. It wouldn't be impossible to imagine her burning up an entire street of women, leaving them just as horny as her, and for her to end up with the most fake-looking whore body imaginable...

A far cry from the stalwart and loyal Knight that Signum was supposed to be. And yet even the very identity Signum had been melted away...

"Elemental recognized. Integrating."

However, the Dummy Device had another trick up its sleeve. Not only did it serve to enable this transformation in the first place, but once it registered the transformed Signum...

It opened up, and the flames that made up the bimbofied Knight were quickly sucked into its chamber. She didn't even have a chance to do much more than cry out in overwhelming delight before she was shut inside...

Leaving the Dummy Device laying there with a brand new power source, waiting to be collected by its creator…

A Dummy Device, fully powered by its Dummy of a wielder…

—

"It's lacking a little in the power department, but it's a lot better than expected. Even if I'm not too much a fan of how cold it is..."

Hayate was going through the motions with her own Dummy Device, a little shiver running across her body as she tightly grasped the staff in her hands. Maybe she shouldn't press it so tightly against her, but it did provide a little bit of warmth...

Perhaps there was a good reason to freeze the air around her should she be pressed that far. She had seen what Durandal could do if its powers were pushed to the limit, it wasn't hard to imagine that she could do the same...

And yet the more she tried using her powers while using the Dummy Device, the more it felt like she was just... going through a pre-programmed set of motions. Like she herself was growing colder bit by bit.

Admittedly, Hayate had seen that there were plans to integrate Combat Cyborg-like tech into the future structure of the TSAB. But she had done her best to ignore it when she was first informed. Because she knew that if push came to shove, she and the others could probably prove their worth and ensure that they wouldn't be replaced...

"Replaced..." Hayate muttered. Something about that word felt wrong. Not because it was something that they would be, but rather... It's like...

It was as if it did not adequately describe what the process of handling irregulars like her would entail.

Hayate blinked. Did her mind just... Did she just think that?

She blinked again. And she methodically pressed the shaft of the staff up against her crotch. Carefully grinding it against a spot that was more intimate than she would admit. A weak spot, one that she never allowed anybody to touch. Partly because of the power she possessed, and partly because of the shame that she felt when she indulged.

Yet a weapon such as herself was not supposed to feel shame. She was supposed to feel pleasure. Pleasure at following the routine set out before her. Pleasure at obeying orders. Pleasure. Pleasure. Pleasure.

"Haaaah... Something's... wrong..."

Hayate could tell that things were starting to take a turn for the uncomfortable. And yet she found that she could not stop once she had begun. It felt too good to stop.

In fact, it felt so good that her hands simply refused to let go of the staff. She needed to keep going. Like it was part of her training module. Up. Down. Up. Down.

Grind. Grind. Grind. Grind. Grind.

The more Hayate indulged in this routine. The more she followed it to a T and ensured that she wasn't deviating from it. The more she felt her body growing colder and colder. Like every little bit of her very self was freezing over. And she had no way of truly stopping it either. Not because her body refused to listen to her mind, but because her mind was refusing to listen to her heart.

It wasn't just that her body felt like it was colder. To an outside observer, she was indeed growing colder. Because her skin was gradually turning bluer and bluer. As if her entire body was starting to be overwhelmed by frostbite...

Yet the keen-eyed would notice that it was less that she was being struck by frostbite... And more that she was becoming cold itself. That was why parts of her body were gradually being covered by snow in more intimate areas. Intimate areas that were gradually becoming more and more visible thanks to more and more of her clothes cracking apart like ice...

She was showing off more and more of herself. Yet all she could do was just simply keep grinding. Grind. Grind. Grind. Grind.

Even as she heard the sound of more and more of her body cracking. All she did was Grind. Up. Down. Up. Down.

It felt good to grind. It felt good to follow her routine. It felt good to simply give into the repetition that defined her very existence. Eroding more and more of what was unnecessary for her pursuit. She needed to fulfill her need for pleasure. Attain the reward that she was promised for following the repetition...

Until even her body shattered. Revealing something much clearer, much more statuesque underneath all of that cold. A living ice statue shaped vaguely after Hayate Yagami, the most powerful that TSAB had to offer...

Yet she hardly looked like it at this point. With tits that were so huge that they could serve as lights on a car, and a pair of hips that were so wide yet so perfectly shaped that it was hard to grip onto given the icy nature of the statue... She looked like a symbol for sex, rather than a statue that was meant to celebrate her in any fashion.

And still. Still, even after she had stopped grinding, the statue still had the staff as close to her icy cunt as it could possibly get. All so that she could present herself in the slutty manner she was meant to.

She was a sculpted bimbo. Perfect Slut-Ice. That was all that she was. A demonstration of what her element was supposed to do.

Preserve sluts and leave them in a perfect state. Always looking their best. Nothing more. Nothing less.

"Element recognized. Integrating."

And just like the Dummy Device that had converted Signum into Bimbo Flames, the Slut ice began to be absorbed by the Dummy Device that had shattered her human self into this newly sculpted form.

She couldn't do a thing to stop it. Nor would she try to do anything to stop it. All she did was simply stand there. Still as a statue should.

As she melted within the blink of an eye, swallowed whole by the staff that had converted her. A staff that then fell to the ground, waiting for its creator to pick it up.

Another Dummy Device fully energized by its Dummy of a wielder…

—

"Powerful, yet it's a little unpredictable. What if I end up striking Nanoha while we're in a fight?"

That was the question on Fate's mind as she watched her attacks, the ones that were still lingering in the air thanks to the imperfections of the Dummy Device, bounce all over the place like they were erratic sparks that were still looking for ground...

She had to admit that it could also be useful, given the way it might just catch an opponent off guard and nail them in the back. Yet she just couldn't help but worry. Perhaps it was because of how much her heart had grown over the years, but the last thing she wanted was for the power that was supposed to protect her friends and family to end up being used to hurt them.

"Maybe I'm the one at fault." She muttered. A little lack of confidence. Not that she truly believed that she was the cause of it. But there was a very real risk that it could be her own incompatibility with a device like this. It was a Dummy, yes, but maybe she was the Dummy-

Just as the thought of being a Dummy crossed Fate's mind, the attacks that were coursing through the air flew back towards her. She wasn't prepared at all, much less for them to suddenly zoom towards her head.

All she could hear was a loud and potent thunderclap as she was hit by all of that voltage all at once.

A potent scream, a big ol' "HHHHHHHHAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Left her lips not a moment later, as all of that potent electricity that she was supposed to have better control over started to pierce through her...

Until she was left drooling there. Giggling and panting as her entire body looked like it was covered in soot from how much she had been hit with. Not only that, but her beautiful locks of hair had exploded into a soot-smothered afro, showing just how potent all of that energy had been...

"Ehe... Brain go zzzzzap..." Fate giggled. It was like, uhm... Like all that zappy stuff had like, struck her brain with everythin' n' stuff. And like, all her thinkies just kinda went pop all at once...

What was she doin' again? She like, had this nice stabby thingy. Swordy thingy? It was pointy and all sorts of-

ZZZZZZAP

Fate trembled all over as her clothes burst off her body following her looking a little too long at the Dummy Device. Leaving her breasts to bounce all over the place, and her pussy to gush from the sheer intensity of it all...

Mmmphhh... Felt real nice to get zapped like that. Like it was just like her brain was a zappy rod. A lightning rod? Eh, whatever it was called, it was giving her lots of tingly happiness because it just kept on striking again and again and again...

"More... Moooore zappies... Ehehehe..."

Perhaps she had been hit a little too hard by all of that. Because she was starting to ask for more. And since that nice sword thingy in front of her had been the cause of it...

Maybe if she thrust it into the air, like a nice big cock thrusting into her, she'd get more of that zappy stuff!

"Gimme zappies!"

There was no such thing as dignity, intellect or grace in Fate at this moment. Not as she thought up the idea to get shocked all over again. Not as she thrust the Dummy Device into the air, sending a potent shock into the air.

A shock that struck a nearby cloud so powerfully that it gathered all of the clouds around it, and it started making all sorts of really loud and rumbly grumbly sounds. Ehe, it was kinda like a storm was approaching...

Though she was too stupid to realize that might be an understatement. Thunderbolt after thunderbolt struck in the very same place at the very same time. Zap after zap after zap after zap smashing through one of the TSAB's strongest, destroying more and more of the 'lightning rod' that she called a brain...

Until the dust cleared from where she was standing. And just like her companions, though she wouldn't realize it, she had become a living embodiment of the element that she had been abusing. Not that she had any real idea of what was going on.

"Ehehe! Zappy feel good! Zappy feel really tingly and zappy and goody good!"

There was nothing close to intellect left in Fate's brain. Much as there was nothing that could be called her brain left. All that now remained was a bimbo made out of pure energy and lightning, zapping around as her huge breasts were basically begging to be struck by anybody that wanted to bully her for being nothing more than a drooly bimbo.

Sure, she somewhat looked like Fate. Way more than she did before she got super-zapped by the storm. But she also looked like a slut whose tits would probably swallow even the biggest cock around. All while her hole between her thighs was guaranteed to completely electrify, maybe even magnetize, any cock that happened to slip inside.

Not that the Lust Lightning had any idea of what anything was. All that she understood was pleasure. And even then, she didn't understand it as much more than tingly sensations rushing across her elemental body.

"Element recognized. Integrating."

The Dummy Device that she had been wielding did her a solid before absorbing her. Slamming itself into her needy hole. Right where it was meant to be sheathed.

And the Lust Lightning let out a thunderous roar of arousal, right before she disappeared just as quickly as she struck. Leaving only the echoes of her pleasure behind as the Dummy Device collapsed to the ground like its kin.

Leaving yet another Dummy to have been absorbed by the Dummy Device she wielded...

—

"It's definitely not responding as well as Raising Heart. Maybe there's something wrong with it?"

Out of the four, Nanoha was the one that was having the most trouble with her Dummy Device. So much so that she couldn't help but wonder if she had been given a fake or something. Wouldn't be the first time somebody tried to mess with her this way. Wouldn't be the last. And it would validate the worrying feeling she had when she left Raising Heart behind...

"Concerns registered." The metallic and almost emotionless replica of Raising Heart's voice echoed from the grey marble that had taken the place of the vibrant red Nanoha was used to. "Integration recommended. Increases output tenfold."

Output, huh? Well, if Nanoha wanted to use Divine Buster, or even resort to Starlight Breaker, then she needed high output. That much was a no-brainer.

"Sure, let's go for it!"

The moment she gave permission was the very same moment that Nanoha regretted what she had just agreed to, because she felt an intense sensation inside her breasts. Breasts that were growing before her very eyes, practically bursting at the seams with her magic.

"Command acknowledged. Commencing integration."

The robotic voice resounded, as the Dummy Device changed forms right then and there. No longer would it be a proper weapon for Nanoha to use. Instead, it turned into a harness with several mechanical arms, each of which quickly made short work of the Ace of Aces' Barrier Jacket.

"I knew there was something suspicious about having to hand Raising Heart in!" Nanoha cried out, struggling against the arms that were trying to restrain her. She was a strong girl, she could break free from something like this. She knew she could, she just had to give it her all.

Not that she was able to do so once the arms grasped ahold of her growing tits. A loud, potent cry started to leave her lips as those arms massaged her breasts back to front. Forcing more and more of that pink glow that had been nestling inside her to gradually push towards the tip of her breasts...

Moan after moan echoed out, all while her nipples popped free from their little hole, turning from innies to outies as a pink substance started to drool from them. Not unlike milk from a fertile cow...

"Converting."

The voice echoed once again, as two more arms slammed onto the front of those massaged tits. Two cups that covered up her areola completely, swallowing them whole... And in the process, making her nipples push out even further. As if they were being sucked into the cups themselves...

Because that's exactly what they were. The more her tits were being massaged, the more those breasts of hers started to drool. And the more they drooled, the more the suction cups started to intensify. Putting more and more pressure on those mounds, until...!

"HHHHAAAAAAAHHHH!"

An orgasmic scream left Nanoha's lips, as she gushed all over. Stuck in a mechanical harness that emphasized her chest, while wrapping her arms behind her back and keeping her legs tightly pinned together...

All while her tits were being milked for all they were worth. Once she climaxed, they just started gushing out this bright pink milk. Milk that was being sucked into the harness. Where was it going? Nanoha didn't know.

Nor could she really focus on where it was going. Because the more that her tits were being milked, the harder and harder it became to think. It was like her mind itself was being milked out of her tits. Causing her to drool a bit as more and more of her thoughts vanished from that clever mind of hers...

"Mooooo..."

To the point where her pleasure-riddled mind, overwhelmed by those sensations that were forcing their way through her, thought that she really was the cow that the harness was making her look like. All she could do was simply stand there and let it keep draining her, as more and more of her mind went away...

So much so that she didn't even struggle when the harness extended another arm, snapping some sort of band around her face. A band that hid away her eyes, because she didn't need to see. Nor did she need to walk on her own. All she had to do was let the harness do everything...

The harness would gradually drain her more and more. Leaving her less and less capable of thinking. And that made her more and more dependent on the harness that had trapped her in this loop. Which would guide her towards her final destination, not that she knew where it was. Not that she cared where either.

"Milkcow Moron online. Ready to distribute magic to Dummy Devices."

She didn't react to her brand new name. Frankly, her ability to hear had disappeared at this point. All that Nanoha really focused on was the sensation of how good it felt to be milked.

It was the very last thing that she could cling to. How good it felt to be milked. It filled her with a sense of purpose. A sense that gradually also got milked out of her, only to be pumped back into her. She couldn't understand how, nor did she wish to. She was just happy to be stuck in this repetitive loop.

The Ace of Aces was tricked, just like all the others. Turned into nothing more than a vehicle, an object for the Dummy Device to use and abuse in the ways it had been programmed to do. Since her magic supply was so high, which allowed her to use all of those spells and do so much destruction with them, she had been turned into the perfect source of continued power for it and its kind.

Yet again, the Dummy Device claimed another Dummy meant to use it. This one perhaps the dumbest of them all, since she knew something was fishy from the word go...

And with her, the Dummies had all been domesticated...

---

"Sound off, Dummies. Or rather, Dumbers!"

Quattro grinned as she turned her chair back towards the Dummy Devices that had been reactivated after she had gathered all of them. Or rather, the Dumbers that they had been transformed into after absorbing their respective Dummies...

"Dumber 1! Bimbo Flame! Ready to, like, melt away all that silly stuff that gets in the way of having fun!" The former Signum giggled, her entire body still composed of those pink flames that melted away her ability to think. Just as she'd use her Dummy Laevatein to burn away bad thoughts from Bimbos-to-be!

"Dumber 2. Slut Ice. Let me freeze the arousal into the bodies of our enemies." Despite the composed and cold voice of the living ice sculpture that had been Yagami Hayate, she was no less slutty looking than the flame that tried to melt her. But wielding Dummy Schwertkreuz, she would make more just like her. Locking them into perfectly arousing poses, to keep them out of her Mistress' way..."

"Dumber... Z? Lust Lightning!" The sparking lightning bimbo that Fate Testarossa had become didn't even try to follow the same idea as her fellow Dumbers. Really, she wasn't even really looking at the nice glasses lady. She was just giggling, this close to using Dummy Bardiche as a way to get off...

"Moooooo..."

And finally, unable to speak for herself, was the supplier for the Dumbers' energy. Dummy Heart, or what remained of Takamachi Nanoha. Now nothing more than a walking milk dispenser. Milk that was filled with her own energy, which was currently being transferred from the suction cups attached to her huge udders, right into the cunts of the three Dumbers. Preventing them from getting too far away from the source of their greater power... While also keeping her close by to the three that she had failed for not speaking up.

Not that she could speak up. Dummy Heart was little more than a cow at this point. Mooing, and otherwise being directed by being pulled along with the leash attached to her Dummy Device harness...

Quattro laughed as she looked at the elemental morons in front of her. And the cherry on top, completely disarming and disabling the girl that had beaten her before...

And using these four, it wouldn't be long before she'd enact the rest of the Doctor's plan... With the alterations she made to it, of course.

After all, what harm was there in having a bit of fun turning all of the Doctor's enemies into her dumb playthings while she took her sweet time getting him free from that hole?

Ehehehehe... The sight on the TSAB's collective faces as they were taken down by the bimbofied Dumbers that were meant to keep them safe...

Ahhh, priceless.