The Android-Maid-Easy Factory (Edited)

The Android-Maid-Easy Factory (Edited)

After much waiting in the lobby, the tour of the new android maid factory was now underway, as Kara and about 20 other people followed the tour guide through a set of big double doors out into a long glass tunnel overlooking the factory.

Kara smiled as she fixed her bandana in her long brown hair.  She had been looking forward to this tour for ages, Androids had become a big thing, from waitresses to personal maids, they were everywhere.  Now she would finally get to see how they were made.  Being an engineering enthusiast, she couldn't wait to see all the hidden technical stuff that went on there.  She stayed to the back of the group so she could look as long as she wanted, she had to smirk at the fact the tour guide herself was an android following a program.

As the tour group continued on, Kara passed by loads of conveyor belts, all whizzing, sending various parts here, there, and everywhere.  For the life of her, Kara couldn't work out what was happening, she tried asking the robot tour guide but it just replied that this was a secret and Kara wasn't allowed to know what happened step by step, then she continued talking about the history of the factory.  Kara was a bit fed up with such a silly secret and the tour was boring so she decided to find the answer herself, she saw a door to her right that read staff only and led out onto a little catwalk.

Kara grinned and glanced around; making sure none of the group was looking as she quickly darted through the door and onto the catwalk.  Seeing the arms moving around and how close the conveyors were she grinned, "Now this is the tour I wanted," she said to herself as she walked along the catwalk.

Another catwalk was directly above one of the conveyor belts.  The belt carried the hollow shells of the maid androids to a box-like tunnel with plastic strips over the entrance.  The conveyor also had two tall plastic sidewalls that stopped any parts from falling off.  Looking down at the conveyor Kara noticed a clip-board with a map of the factory, as she bent over to get it, an android worker, walking down the cat walk, bumped into Kara, pushing her through the bars of the handrail, and sending her tumbling down until she landed on her rear end.  Kara landed, spot on, the center of the belt, the clipboard with the map had also fallen down right on top of her face.  A page had opened showing a picture of a parts washing machine, with a brief description "the wonder washer MK 4 is the number one choice for washing mechanical par..."

Suddenly the clipboard was pulled away by mechanical hands as the conveyor belt stopped.  Kara suddenly noticed a computer screen off to one side it was displaying the message, "Foreign objects on belt."  A mechanical arm lifted Kara up, a foot off the belt.  Kara thought she would be getting out of there soon, but the arms now began ripping her clothing off, leaving Kara completely naked.  Then the arms dropped her back onto the belt and what remained of Kara’s clothes was dropped into a bin.

Kara screamed in surprise, as her clothes were torn from her, and she blushed bright red as she tried to cover herself with her hands.  Kara called out for help hoping someone would hear her over the noise of the machines.

The conveyor belt suddenly kicked back into life and Kara was quickly pulled through the plastic strips into the tunnel, as soon as her head pocked through the strips she knew exactly where she was, Kara was in the parts washing machine.

"My eyes went wide when I realized that, and I instantly forget my modesty, crawling on all fours trying to go back out the way I came in.  But no matter how fast I crawled the conveyor belt was faster.  My ass and breasts jiggled as I crawled slowly going deeper and deeper into the machine, I thought, “no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, HELLLLP.”  In my desperation I tried to swat away the mechanical arms as they moved in to grab the "object" that was me."

Resistance was pointless as Kara was quickly snatched up by the mechanical hands, as they grappled onto her wrists and ankles, spreading her out into a wide 'x' position.  Then the arms moved forward.  Looking up Kara could see that the arms were attached to a long pulley system that ran the full length of the tunnel.

Kara grunted, and tugged, uselessly at the arms but their grip was so much stronger than her own strength, she could feel her long brown hair brushing at her upper back as she thrashed what little she could, but Kara knew she was going to be cleaned.  Until the tunnel opened back up she had no chance of being spotted by any staff that might be passing by.  The arms pulled Kara through a series of high pleasure nozzles that blasted her from all angles with hot water hosing her down, and pivoting to cover her front and back.

Kara’s screams quickly become gurgles as the hot water sprayed into her mouth.  As Kara pivoted around, her hair was both blasted up, out, and plastered flat to her back.  She spit out the hot water that burned her tongue and tried to scream “Hewwp,” she said, her tongue burning from the scalding water, her skin now pinkish from the heat.  This was not a pleasant experience; unfortunately, her cries for help only opened her mouth for more water.

Now that Kara had been hosed down, the arms pulled her forward again, stopping under what looked like an ice-cream machine with a wavy nozzle.  The machine dripped a foamy pink liquid before she was dragged under it and Kara could hear a humming sound as it started pumping a large blob of foam onto her head.  As the foam dripped down her body, leaving only her legs exposed under the foamy mass, she couldn't see anymore but she could still hear.  Then Kara felt herself being pulled forward and a loud whirring sound stared up as four large spinning bristle scrubbers converged on her.  One started scrubbing her face as the other three scrubbed Kara’s neither regions, chest, and rear end, scrubbing the soapy froth into her skin.

Kara foolishly screamed from the pain as they scrubbed her, which resulted in a good frothy scrubbing of her mouth.  The foam tasted disgusting, like sucking a bar of soap, dipped in bleach, the experience quickly inspired Kara to keep her mouth shut which wasn't easy as the scrubbing was very invasive.  Kara twitched and shuddered from a growing mixture of pleasure and pain, from where the brushes were scrubbing.  She found herself dripping, which unfortunately just lead to an even more intense scrubbing.  By now her legs were hidden, Kara just looked like a huge mass of froth as the arms vanished into the mass scrubbing every inch of her until her entire body was red, and raw, but cleaner than it had ever been in her life.  The scrubbing made her feel like her skin was boiling; Kara kept her eyes shut to keep the foam out.  Kara let out a weak, and very quiet, whimper mixed with a highly aroused moan.  The Machines had touched me in a way no human ever had.  The pain was mixed with pleasure, which lead to a very stunned and confused state of mind, one that was slow to get back up to speed.

As sudden as the scrubbing started, it stopped, but now Kara was pulled through another series of nozzles, this time spraying her with soapy water washing away the pink froth and any excitement.  When Kara opened her eyes, she could see, ahead of her, a large vat of bubbling water and soap.  Kara was dropped into the vat and the soapy water came up to her neck.  She felt something brush up against her again.  Suddenly she was lifted out of the water.  As Kara’s dripping body was pulled into a pencil position, what looked like two giant belt sanders fitted with microfiber belts closed in on her dripping soapy body.  As they started to spin up to speed, her body was scrubbed up into another ball of froth by the machines.

Kara wanted to cry out for help, but the soft but firm rubbing all over her caused her cries to quickly devolve into primal moaning.  Her brain was still trying to catch up as she once again vanished in a cloud of froth.  Kara didn’t know how long the arms were rubbing her body, but it felt like an, amazing, eternity.

The arms holding Kara remained unmoving as the scrubbing continued.  Suddenly a loud siren went off, and then the sander/scrubbers pulled away with a hiss of air.  The computer which controlled the line had detected Kara’s dripping and sought to put an end to it.  Kara was pulled down onto a large table and spread out again then a large nozzle blasted her nether region with more warm water before the spray of water turned into a stream of thick snow white foam as it completely covered her nether region in soap as it left her with a mount of foam where her nether region once was.

Kara Yelped and moaned weakly when the water sprayed, before feeling the foam, she tried weakly to look down at her nether region.  Kara’s mind was dulled by the experience and her entire skin was tender from scrubbing and rubbing.  Kara panted while looking down at the foam, confused, and unfocused.

A large spinning roller brush was slowly being lowered down towards her nether region; it was fitted with extra soft bristles.  As it planted itself on top of her privates, it then started spinning, scrubbing the soap in as it moved up and down on top of her privates.  The brush scrubbed her.  Kara was so close to an orgasm, so close, but NOPE, just as she was about to climax the roller brush pulled away and her neither region was hosed down again, except this time with cold water!

Kara's back arched as much as the machines grip allowed her, as she howled in frustration, and need, before being sprayed with cold water and gasping, "hoowwy fwuk" I said with my still scolded tongue.  The cold-water blast was unexpected and made her shiver like she had been struck by lightning.  Kara struggled and squirmed as her brain finally began to catch up to her situation and she realized how increasingly screwed she was, being trapped in the machine.  Kara's red tender body was a testament to that.

Now Kara was lifted back up and pulled over to the drying area where she was blown all over by large heated driers while microfiber towels rubbed her dry.  Like the rest of the machines they also dried the inside of her mouth and rubbed her privates with the soft towels.

"I moaned and gagged as the towels made their way over my body, and inside it as well, the tenderness of my body placed it right on the verge of painful, but the gentleness of the towels make it so nice, that my brain was struggling to tell me if I hated it or loved it.  I didn't like the feeling of the inside of my mouth being as dry as a dessert but the machines clearly thought I was just another component and I wasn't getting any special treatment here.  Now that I was clean, I hoped I would get the chance to get out of this crazy machine and find the tour group, naked or not, I needed to see people."

 

Unfortunately for Kara once she was completely dry she could see more plastic strips up ahead.  Seeing the plastic straps ahead she winced knowing there was still more to come.
When the arms let her go she rolled out through the strips then Kara landed on another conveyor, now she was back on another open strip of conveyor belt, this time the walls were a lot lower and she could have easily jumped off but something in the back of her mind thought otherwise.  Up ahead was a large clear box with nozzles inside and plastic walls covered with creamy colored goo.

Glancing over the sides of the conveyor and back at the clear box Kara whimpered unsure what to do.  Unfortunately her indecision made the choice for her as she moved through the plastic straps into the clear box with the nozzles.  With a shriek she quickly closed her eyes afraid of what the nozzles would squirt out.

Both ends of the box quickly slid shut and the nozzles started squirting a strong smelling creamy wax onto her as multiple large buffers armed with fluffy wool bonnets rose out of the floor and spun up all at once.  The buffers all converged on Kara as the wax and buffers, buffed her body to a glimmering shine.  More wax continued to squirt out, one nozzle was even positioned at her nether region as the buffers worked every little bit of wax into her skin until she was shiny as could be.  Every inch of Kara's body had been buffed including her nether regions leaving every inch of her body tingling from all the waxing.

"My tender body suffered again from the buffing but I stood there, stiff from the waxy coating, I managed to force my eyelids open with a faint cracking sound but my mouth was sealed as well as my nether regions.  I grunted quietly as the machines manhandled me, making me gleam like a new component fresh out of the...well, factory.
With enough effort I could have, most likely, reopened my mouth but I felt so weak from all of it that I hadn't tried."


"As I grunted and blinked, flecks of wax fell crumbling from my eyelids, my hair was stuck flat to my head from the waxy coating I had received, and I was sure it was also tangled as hell.  I grunted, feeling my lips sealed and shiny.  On all fours I struggled to move, feeling so weak from the entire experience that I didn't have the strength to overpower my wax coating leaving me rigid as a mannequin as the conveyor moved on."

Moving forward out of the box Kara was pulled out thru another set of clear strips.  The walls were also low on this section, and as she looked ahead she could see a large tunnel with pistons pipes and steam emanating from it, there were yellow flashing hazard lights, hanging just above the entrance which was hidden by more plastic strips.

"My eyes went wide, but that was the only visible change in my appearance, I wanted to scream but with my lips sealed the little sound I could make with my dry mouth was easily snuffed out by the noise of the machinery as I continued to travel along the conveyor on my wax covered hands and knees."

As she entered the tunnel the first thing Kara saw was all the components on her conveyor belt were being pulled forward and assembled around mechanical skeletons coming into the tunnel from a different conveyor.  Both conveyors ran along side each other and where the conveyor belts joined there was a gap on her left in which Kara could have wobbled over to fall out of the path of the crazy machines.  This would also save her from being mounted on one of the skeletons.

"Seeing that, I rocked my body as much as I could, the wax had such a good grip on me, and I was so tired from struggling, that I almost don't make it.  But just where the conveyors converged I managed to tip myself off, rolling to the side, smashing into a skeleton, and sending it in pieces to the factory floor.  As the wax on my joints cracked from the impact rather than roll off this conveyor belt like a sensible person, I stood up, dazed, right where the skeleton had been trying to crack my mouth open."

As Kara stood up the arms converged on her with all the parts they would normally assemble on the legs of the android maid.  Then they placed them over of her legs and  clipped the parts together.  The same happened to the rest of her body, piece by piece, the parts were clipped into place over Kara's body.  Finally the maid's headpiece was placed over Kara's; luckily the head had holes for her nose, and a mouth hole.

"I tried to struggle but as the mechanical arms finished attaching my new components, I found they felt too tight around me, squeezing my waist like a corset.  Then I felt the faceplate finally force my mouth open as it tightly pressed against my face.  The fit around my head held it so tight that I couldn’t move my jaw.  Looking out the one-way lenses I could see out but no one could see my eyes.  I slowly began trying to move my metal covered limbs, but the mechanical arms now moved me back into the same position every time, I didn’t want to be a MaidBot!"

Now Kara was pulled out the other end of the tunnel, Kara thought, "well at least they didn't glue the parts together and I can probably still pry them off with a screw driver, knife, or something."  Looking ahead of her, as Kara was being pulled towards a large see through plastic tent fitted with arms and racks upon racks of clothing, she could see that her tour group had stopped there to watch the robots being dressed.

I tried to turn to wave for their attention but with the machines holding me, and whirring around me, it was probably hard for them to notice me.  I was desperate to get help before I ended up dressed like a maid bot.

But as Kara tried to wave to the group, her hand got caught in a loose cable and it knocked her over and sent her stumbling backwards.  Then she fell over the plastic wall and down onto the cold floor of the work shop, unfortunately for Kara as she fell down she landed right in front of one of the automated floor cleaners.  The cleaner looked like a road sweeper except it didn't have a driver and it started making its way towards her with its whirring scrubbing brushes and spray nozzles.

Behind the lenses Kara's eyes widened and a very faint grunt escaped from her mouth hole.  The sound was so faint she couldn't even hear it as she stiffly sat up trying to get out of the way, unfortunately the cleaner was a lot faster than she was, trying to move all that metal with her exhausted body and she had barely reached a sitting position when it was upon her.

The first thing that happened was multiple hands came out of the sides of the cleaner,  some of them grabbed Kara and pinned her down while the rest started unclipping the parts covering her, starting from her feet up.  They placed all the metal parts in a recycling box on the back of the machine.  As each piece was taken off more of Kara was fed into the machine, the sprayers and scrubbers began spraying her feet with warm water and then scrubbed them this removed her waxy coating.

"I gasped, unable to believe my luck, the machine was freeing me, I was saved, and I waited for it to remove all the wax."

As Kara was slowly being pulled inside the cleaner she felt a large brush underneath her scrub her front half.  As the front bristles started on her upper legs and nether regions there was a problem, the machines had used a lot of wax there and the brushes had to work extra hard to get it off.

"I gasped and moaned, squirming in the machines grip, as I could feel the brushes through the wax and the vibrations were driving me mad."

Now as she was being pulled deeper into the cleaner her feet were suddenly blasted with more soapy water and were set upon by dozens of bristles from a giant cylindrical brush, under the machine, as her feet were scrubbed again.

"With that I thrashed and laughed, my feet were still tender and are very ticklish, and any fight left in me instantly went away as all my energy went into my laughter, as I was pulled further and further into the machine."

Finally Kara's face and hair were being scrubbed by the rotary brushes as her nether regions were now being hosed, and scrubbed, by the inner brushes as the spun, round and round, right on the spot.

"Hidden inside the machine, and muffled by the brushes in my face, my moans got louder and louder as I curled my toes and arched my back inside the machine as I was drawn towards climax."

But before she could cum Kara was quickly pulled forward then sprayed with more cold water and sucked dry by a vacuum strip before being spit out the back of the machine.  Once she was out of the machine, unbeknownst to Kara, four long arms from the conveyor were snaking down towards her.

"I moaned in frustration lying there, reaching down, trying to finish myself off, which sadly meant I didn't realize the arms were snaking towards me until they grabbed hold.  I cried out "not again, help!"

The arms pulled her hands away so she couldn't finish as Kara was carried to the dressing area.

"I struggled uselessly as they carried me saying, "wait I'm not an android, look I'm not covered in metal!"  Kara cried out as they carry her along, she wanted to cry at her luck.

Kara was lifted back onto the belt and dropped in front of the plastic tent, more arms grabbed a hold of her wrists and ankles, and she was pulled into the dressing area.  She looked over to the glass walkway, where her tour group was last seen, but the group was nowhere to be seen, they must have moved on.  Finding where the group had gone was the least of her worries as more arms started searching through the racks of clothing.  There were also robotic hands searching through bins filled with bras, panties, and stockings.

"I struggled uselessly in the machines powerful grip, letting out a terrified whimper, I said, "Let me go...please let me go..."  I cried out, pleading with the uncaring machine, I was thankful that at least it seemed not to have realized I was missing the metal plating so all I had to worry about was being dressed up, and then someone would find me and rescue me...right?"

But Kara soon snapped back to reality as the arms returned with a rather skimpy maid's outfit, it was very revealing with its built in ruffled black mini skirt, pink fur trim around the neck line, arms and skirt, a pink ribbon on the front in a crisscrossed pattern tied at the top in a big bow.  On the back of the dress was a fluffy black cattail with another pink bow tied at the base.


The arms that had been searching through the bins now returned with a matching pair of white and pink polka-dot bra and panties, these were trimmed with pink lace running around the edges, and to top it all off they each had a little pink ribbon bow with a heart shaped silver jingly bell resting on top.  The arms now started sliding the bra and panties on Kara before they put the dress on.  To top it all off, the arms had grabbed a pair of thigh high black stockings, with more pink fur trim, a black cat ear headband, with little tufts of fluffy pink fur inside each ear, and more ruffled lace running from ear to ear, this was placed on Kara's head.  And finally, one last pair of arms slipped a pair of glittery black, kitten heeled, shoes with yet another pink ribbon bow on the top of each one onto Kara.  She was now fully dressed, and the arms stood her up and let her go as she was carried out of the tunnel on the conveyor belt.


"I cringed at how girly the outfit was, and shuddered, feeling the almost liquid smoothness of the tight maid's outfit pressing against my torso.  The outfit amplified the appearance of my breasts, which right now gleamed like a varnished table after all the polishing and buffing the machines had put me through.  I felt the fur tickle against my sensitive skin and glanced into the reflective metal to see the kitty tail with the bow."  I thought, I, I’m being made into a kitty maid?"  Kara was shocked, she knew they did custom designs for the maids, so they have different models, but she hadn't expected to end up dressed up like one.


"I wobbled uselessly in my new heels, sticking my arms out, trying to keep my balance on the moving conveyor, as I was moved out of the tunnel.  The sudden light made me instinctively close my eyes and raise my hand to protect them as they adjusted, costing me valuable seconds as the conveyor moved."

As her eyes adjusted to the new brightness from the overhead LED lights, she notice multiple large inspection cameras to the sides of the belt behind large plastic walls, to protect them from damage.  As Kara passed through them a loud buzzer went off and a flashing red light came on, apparently the computer decided something was wrong with this little cat maid.

Kara jumped at the sudden sound almost losing her balance and looked around.  When she saw the flashing red light Kara thought, "oh good the computer must have realized I'm a person, I'm saved," and she began to relax.

Kara's hopes were quickly squashed as a hand holding a pink feather duster moved in, placed it in her hand, and put an attached cord around her wrist to stop her from loosing it.  Then the flashing light turned green as a 'ding' sound played, and then she was moved on her way towards the packaging and shipping area.  Kara headed towards a concrete wall, with more plastic strips hanging in front of the conveyor, the wall was clearly there to separate the shipping area from the factory.

"I Yelped, and gulped, while trying to turn and walk quickly in heels back against the motion of the conveyor and thought, HELP, PLEASE HELP, I'M A PERSON, I'M NOT A PRODUCT!"


Kara could hear her frilled skirt rustle with her movements, feel it's tightness around her, the swish of the tail against the back of her legs as she held the feather duster aloft while slowly losing ground, desperate to be rescued before she ended up being shipped off somewhere.

But then Kara suddenly tripped, as one of her heels caught in a joint in the conveyor, just my luck she thought, as she was quickly dragged through the strips and into the packing area.  On the other side of the wall, the room was all open.  Kara could see racks upon racks of cardboard boxes to her left, just behind the tunnel in which her group was now standing separated from her only by a large window.

"Seeing my tour group observing the operation of the packaging area, I frantically waved my feather duster holding arm and cried out, help please!  The machines think I'm a MaidBot."

But they couldn’t hear her, and didn't notice Kara, as she was suddenly apprehended by robot hands that spread her out into a spread eagle position while the hem of her skirt was flipped up and her panties pulled down, exposing her rump.  Then Kara was pulled forward toward what looked like a branding iron, actually a tattoo print head.  All of the while her tour group was starring at her.

 

The tour guide announced, "That is one of our custom built android maids, every aspect of its design and features were handpicked by one of our high end customers.  As you can see, the machine is placing our company logo, and an identification number, in an inconspicuous place; this was also requested by the customer."  The tour group didn't even recognize Kara they just thought she was another android.

 

As the device was placed onto her left cheek it tattooed Kara with the company logo, a little android maid dusting a trophy shelf with the company name underneath, "Cyber-Maid-Easy," and just bellow that was Kara's own personal identification number, 1694-3574-9768.  Once the process was quickly over, Kara's panties were pulled back up into position and her skirt put back in place.

"I wanted to protest to the robotic guide when she told the group of my assumed identity, but the sudden pain of the tattoo made me bite down hard to keep from screaming and by the time I could talk the group had already moved out of the shipping area and on to the packing area.  I didn't realize how artificial I looked with my gleaming polished skin.  I looked unnaturally flawless.  I hung my head in defeat and slumped in the robots grip.  I knew I couldn't win, looking like a polished plastic android, and branded as one I as well.  I knew I was only getting off this conveyor belt in one way, the same way as the rest of the MaidBots."

Now Kara felt herself being pulled further along the belt towards the packing area, all the while being held by the robotic hands.  Kara realized she was now being pulled towards a large glossy cardboard box fitted with a plastic viewing window; it looked like a large doll box.  To her side Kara could see the group thru a large window as they continued to watch the operation of the plant.  Then Kara was lifted up and dropped inside the box, she was held still with her hands by her sides as plastic cable ties were feed through holes in the back of the box.  Then Kara felt it as she was being tied down by them, as they fastened around her ankles, thighs, neck, upper arms, wrists, and one big one around her torso, which ended up pulling up the front of her skirt by accident.  Now her polka dot panties were on full display for everyone in the tour group to see.  The top of the box was folded shut and hot glued in place and Kara realized she was packaged and ready to ship.

"My last shred of defiance finally burst forth, I cried out for help but my cries were completely muffled to silence by the sealed box.  But I hoped that my mouth was visible through the glossy plastic of the box.  I struggled against the cable ties but I couldn't budge an inch, other than my mouth and eyes I was totally immobile like the other boxed robots."

Unfortunately, for Kara, the group had turned to watch some of the boxes being taken off the racks and loaded onto the back of a delivery truck.  Then without warning Kara's box was suddenly lifted and dropped into another plain cardboard box as she felt herself being pulled under a large hose.  The next thing Kara could see was a shower of polystyrene lumps as the box was filled to the brim, then the box was closed and taped shut blocking out any light.  Kara was now stuck there in the dark, as the tour group turned back around Kara's box was lifted onto a pallet, and then pulled forward into a shrink wrapping machine.  Once her box was secured with black and pink striped shrink-wrap, a pink ribbon was run up the sides, tied at the top with a big pink bow before a delivery sticker was slapped on.  The sticker had all the delivery information on it, as her wrapped up box was finally picked up and loaded into a small delivery van to be express-shipped straight to her new, waiting, owner.

 

THE END!