The Society of Queer FemBots- Rev.1


When I first stepped onto the little campus, I was full of excitement and wonder.  I was coming into this respected academic institution, and ready to be a part of both the landscape as well as the culture of this institution.  One of the unique things that this school had was a newly formed women's, sorta, secret society.  Founded with two major differences, all of the women in the society were queer, whether that meant sexual preference or gender.

The society was a community that flew its rainbow flag high.  Additionally, part of the requirement for membership was that all members had to be in possession of a FemBot suit, or arrange to purchase one.  All of the members saw themselves as being wholly human, yet also loved being in their suits and performing their roles as FemBots.

While the suits used to be quite expensive, their massive growth in popularity, and the economics of scale, had allowed the company to drop their prices.  Now the company made suits that even poor college students could save for and afford.  Additionally, the group had started a fund, "Donated by Fembot Inc.," that allowed for sponsorship, meaning that money formed no barriers.  I had known about it since the college process had begun, and desperately wanted was to be a part of it. 

A few days after school had begun; I saw that there was going to be a fair introducing the clubs and things which you could sign up for or any of their activities.  Walking over from class with my backpack slung over my shoulder, I cruised around until I finally saw the society tucked away in the corner.  The two ladies at the table were clad in nothing but the shiny chrome metal of their suits, and their piercing eyes gazed out on everyone attending.  As I walked up their table, the one of the left stood up and stood in front of it.  I stopped for a moment and gazed longingly at her perfect body.

She said, while staring at me, “Can I help you?”  Shaking my head out of the fog at seeing her full body, I said a bit nervously, “Hello, I wanted to apply to join the QFS (Queer FemBots Society.)”  She clapped her hands together and said, “Excellent, just sign right here and we can get you started.”  I eagerly signed up and filled out all required information, then saying goodbye, walked back to my dorm where I eagerly awaited an acceptance email. 

A few days later as I was napping on my dorm bed I suddenly heard a knock on my door.  I walked over and opened it, only to see a FemBot standing before me, this time dressed in a pink suit.  The FemBot said to me, “Congratulations!  We’ve decided to offer you the chance to join the QFS.  We just need to get some 'measurements' if you don’t mind?”  Even though her metallic face showed no emotion the way she said it suggested a sensual look should have been in her eye. 

Allowing her in, I was told to strip down, as I did so I could feel her eyes scanning me, I said, “Like what you see?”  She attempted to look away but I just moved closer to her and heard her say, “Sorry, just, damn you are pretty!”  She began to caress my body as she began to measure it for the suit.  I could feel her metal body wrapping around me, the coolness of the metal causing pleasure wherever it touched.  I didn’t even hear it when she said that she had finished, until she put her face up to mine. 

She told me, “Alright June, you’ll get an invitation soon; It’ll tell you where to go and what you’ll need.  Welcome to our community.”  Then she moved in to hug me.  I replied, “Thank you so much!”  She looked at me then said, “Sorry, my name is Caroline.  I should have introduced myself sooner.”  I replied, “That’s fine, thank you Caroline!  See you soon.”  With one last look, she left my room, leaving me standing there, naked, and shaking with excitement.

A few days later, I was picking up my mail at the post office when I saw a strange envelope had been left in my mailbox.  Opening it, I saw that it contained an address and a note which read, “Friday, 8pm, bring ID, QFS.”  Quickly looking up the address, I saw that it was an, off campus, house a few doors down from where some friends of mine lived.  I knew what was about to happen and for the rest of the week I couldn’t help but look forward to my initiation, to become more than human. 

Soon Friday came, and as I walked to the address my heart was pounding with excitement.  I was about to join a group of queer women, all of whom were also massive FemBot enthusiasts.  I was dressed somewhat nice, but nothing that I couldn’t take off quickly.  As I arrived at the address, two FemBots stood there guarding the front door.  Seeing me, they approached and asked for my ID

Happy with what they saw, they took me in their arms and brought me into the house.  I was told to wait and stood there in the foyer, wondering what was about to happen.  A few minutes later they came to me then said, “Alright, are you comfortable with being naked in front of a number of people?”  I shook my head yes, and then they took my bag and, holding my hands, lead me into the basement.

When the door was opened I heard music playing and as I stepped inside I saw 20 FemBots all standing in a circle, with a metal table in the middle.  They were all different shapes and heights, and I could feel their eyes focus on me as I was brought into the circle.  One of them was wearing a long black dress, and she approached me and said, “Greetings June, are you prepared for your initiation?”  I replied, “Yes I am!”  Then the FemBot said, “Excellent, I am the president of QFS.  FemBots, begin the initiation!

I was directed to remove my clothing and was lead around the circle, shaking hands, and being introduced to all of the bots.  It was an exciting moment, and it felt like electricity filled the air.  After that, I was picked up and laid onto the table.  Each FemBot then picked up a piece of my new suit and I realized that each would play a role in building me.  They would be, in a sense, creating a new sister.

Lying naked on that table, I was giddy with excitement and cold from the metal.  The first FemBots approached me, and my feet were inserted into a pair of wickedly high heels, chrome, and tight fitting.  Next my lower leg components were attached, which felt tight around my legs.  As my knee joints and thigh points were locked into place, I heard someone mention that my smile was one of the biggest that they had ever seen.

At this point I was grabbed and lifted onto my feet, the table was moved away, and I was left standing in the middle of the room, very much an object at that point in time.  My legs, due to a lack of power, could not move.  I was at the mercy of my sisters, and after confirming I was one with the first part of my suit.  I was approached with the next component; I braced myself as the dildo was inserted into me.  The cool metal was harsh yet comfortable, and as they attached my butt and codpieces, I had to prevent myself from reaching down there immediately.

Next was the corset, quickly tightening around my supple waist.  I could see them working diligently to transform me, and I lifted my arms out to allow the arm components to be added.  I felt a jolt as my upper back was connected, and someone cupped my breasts tenderly as they slid on my boob plates.  As these things were being worked on I felt my arms being covered with a slick metal skin, my body was shaking from the feeling, and I giggled as my fingers became encased in the smooth metal.  My arms were lowered and I was forced to take a standing position.

Carefully my neckpiece was attached and the back of my head covered with the slick metal casing.  Then, I saw the FemBot I recognized as Caroline proceed up to me as the president carried my metal hairdo, I smiled at her and said, “Save the best for yourself?”  I could sense that inside she smiled, the beauty of her metal features looked dazzling in the dim light of the basement, and she whispered into my ear, “of course, it's pretty clear that I’m into you already.”

I said as I opened wide, “As am I with you.”  The faceplate contained a rod and the mouth would move just like my own would.  I gagged slightly due to the length as it was pushed into place and locked.  I felt my hairpiece attach with a click, and I was left alone in darkness since the suit had not yet been booted up.  I was vaguely aware of people coming next to me, and I could vaguely hear orders being given to all by the president then I thought I heard her say, “Before us stands the beautiful June.  Once simply a human woman, she has now joined our ranks to become a sister in metal.  None are more beautiful than a woman covered in chrome.  She will make an excellent sister.  Now FemBots hook her up and let's show her what a FemBot is!”

Suddenly I felt a probe shoved into my private regions and into my mouth and I felt two FemBots grab my hands as energy began to flow through me.  As it charged my servos I felt various vibrations as the suit activated.  At the same time the suit tightened around my supple body, expelling all air from the suit.  I tried holding back but I couldn’t, as the waves of pleasure continued to overtake me.  I kept gasping at the sheer pleasure I was receiving, and I was brought to my knees.  The only thing that kept me from falling over was the strong grip of my sisters, keeping me in place for what seemed like forever.

Some amount of time passed, and when I was finally able to stand up I saw everyone standing at attention.  Once I was up, I assumed the same position next to the two bots whose duty it was to ensure my safety.  They removed the probes and announced to the president that my transformation was complete.  She walked over to me and placed her hands in mine and said, “Welcome June, your designation is now JuneBot.  Welcome to the Society of Queer Women FemBots.  One last thing is needed for you to gain full membership.”

I noticed that with that statement that all the other FemBots in the room paired up, leaving only one alone besides myself.  She announced, “Every sister gets a special sister, one whom will guide, and move with you as you travel through the sisterhood.  Luckily we have just such a Fembot, and it is someone you’ve gotten to know well.  CarolineBot, please step forward!”  CarolineBot stepped forward, and stood face to face with me.  Then the president ordered all other FemBots out of the room, all of whom patted my shoulder as they left, leaving just Caroline, the president, and I.

The president spoke saying, “Time to connect you two.”  She attached a double-ended probe to Caroline’s lower region and placed one into her mouth.  Pressing us together, I could feel her metal body pressing up against mine.  She wrapped her arms around my body and I did the same to her.  I opened wide as the other ends of the probe entered me.  I heard the president give a command and then she left the room.

Information and pleasure sensations flowed between us forcing us to become one.  We discovered that love at first sight was true, and that by sharing our emotions and pleasure, we were becoming even closer.  The floor became slick as we continued to love one another.  Eventually the probes released us and we placed them into our sisterhood box, in case it became necessary to share ourselves once again.

Then Caroline reached up and caressed my face, asking me if I wanted to “experiment” a bit more.  I agreed and as we walked out hand in hand, we were patted and cheered for by our fellow sisters.  Grabbing one other tightly, we walked over to my dorm and walked inside.  In my room I noticed that there was now a new stand in the corner, and Caroline explained that it was for storing and charging me, and while I was being charged in the suit I would feel waves of pleasure. 

Caroline sat on the bed and spread her legs wide, grabbing my head and shoving it down.  I grabbed her butt for support and I ate her out like nobody had before.  The suit had programmed me with the proper pleasure techniques, and as I went hard into her I could hear her moan.  However, due to a special feature, it was at a sound level that only I could hear, that way it wouldn’t disturb my dorm mates.

I kept pushing and pushing, eating her out like nobody had before.  I could feel her reaching the peak of her first orgasm and began to move upwards, caressing her supple body as I went along.  When I made it to her face and kissed her, I could feel her hands reaching down my front and pleasuring me as I grabbed hold of her breasts and made love.

Our breath became heavy, and I could feel myself falling more and more in love with her as we went along.  We soon swapped places and continued, with my body supporting her body as we went.  For hours we continued like this, until eventually she laid down next to me, both of us out of breath.  Removing our faceplates, I stared longingly into her eyes and said, “Caroline, I think I’m in love with you!”

Reaching over and kissing me, she whispered, “Not as much as I love you.”  Laying our faceplates to the side, we fell asleep in our suits, happy as friends, and more as lovers.