Rebecca’s eyes narrowed at Phantom. The CEO took it in stride, leaning back in her seat and letting her lawyer take in the environs - most especially the furniture.

Phantom sat on something that had once been someone, before being properly strapped in and used as a chair. Rebecca, being of a certain predilection to view others as objects, took no issue with it - if anything, she was merely envious of Phantom’s throne. Heavy leather, tight metal, and the occasional twitch of delight. It was quite an upgrade from Rebecca’s metal Emeco 1006.

The table, though - that was something else. It was bright and polished glass; a gigantic cube of it, attached to the floor by a single thick strut. Phantom had a cup of decaffeinated tea on it; Rebecca had a mug of tea. She reflexively moved it out of the way to get a better look at the inhabitant before Phantom called to her.

“Do you think we settle?”

Rebecca pushed up her glasses. “I think that we settle now, and be done with it. If they don’t accept, I’m sure I can…”

Her eyes drifted down again. It was hard to ignore the “elephant in the room,” or in this case, the mermaid.

Rae, wearing glorious blue and black, was crammed into the ever-so-slightly-too-small cube of glass. Not too small as to be truly uncomfortable; the mermaid was flexible enough to bear her tight bonds and tight enclosure. However, it was certainly too small to attempt any kind of breaking free, with the latches below locked tight and nearly invisible.

She was bound, quite thoroughly, as well. Her arms were covered with a heavy rubber boxtie armbinder, and her mouth filled with a plug-gag that had been inflated and filled with nitrogen gas - a more neutral option than oxygen for the aquatic Rae. It didn’t make it any more kind, though, as the fat inflatable kept her toothy mouth quite filled and kept her from voicing any concerns.

Phantom had Rae brought to the crystal-clear water of the box, put inside, and locked up as a display piece. For days now, she’d been carted out as an objet d’art , and a conversation piece. She had never failed to inspire some curious amount of conversation - namely, “is that a mermaid” and less commonly “why do you have a mermaid inside a glass table?”

Rebecca, Phantom’s lawyer, was about to ask something similar - Phantom could tell. Rae could tell as well, mewling and grunting, flopping around in her minimal space, and squirming inside her little prison. She tried to react, assuming that Rebecca was going to say something - not that Rae could hear her - and provide something of a show. Halfway between “get me out of here” and “I hope she can see how good I look in this outfit”, Rae grunted and squirmed behind the crystal.

“Phantom, is-”

Phantom shook her head. “No… no. No, it’s nothing.”

“Excuse me?”

Phantom sighed, shutting her eyes for a moment. “It can’t be helped. She can be a bit distracting, no?”

“A bit, but-”

“Ah. No! No, say no more.” Phantom spoke into her cell phone, which transmitted audio to waterproof speakers hidden inside the table.

“ Poor Rae, you’ve been such a lovely little conversation piece… but I’m afraid you are a bit distracting as a table. And besides… Rebecca and I have work to do. And you’ll also make a very nice example for Rebecca and the rest of my legal team for those who prove to be a distraction.”

She tapped the screen of her phone, and Rae suddenly noticed the water being drained via the support leading into the floor… and quickly replaced with something thick, black and silky.

Phantom smiled, pretending not to notice Rae’s response.

“Now, Rebecca, you said you could handle it if they didn’t want to settle?”

“Well, I - I could deal with it. And if not, I could find someone who would.”

Rae flopped slightly, testing the substance. Black, rubbery, the ichor stuck to her tail. The black liquid was quickly flowing up from the central support, and Rae realized that in a minute - or less - the entire glass chamber would be completely filled. She mewled slightly, turning to face Phantom and wriggling. She made a sound that was a bit cute - pleading for release, yet also growing increasingly excited by the sensation. Rebecca’s eyes drifted downward.

“No, no thank you. No mercenaries, no fixers, none of that. If you can’t get them to settle, then you handle it. Personally.”

Rebecca stared down again. Rae arched her back slightly, pressing her generous and wide curves against the glass. There was an oily-squeaky sound as she was barely visible through the black rubber that was rapidly covering her body. It invaded her curves and crevasses, proving to be warm, thorough… inescapable. All-encompassing. Rae’s eyes flitted with delight overcoming surprise and panic, but unable to entirely control her reaction

“Mmm. MNMMMNGH! MMMMMNGH!”

Rebecca saw her coffee mug ripple slightly as Rae bucked against the glass wall in delight as the rubber took up more and more and more of her little prison. Her bucks and thrashing began to reach a crescendo as the rubber went up and up and up; no matter which way she turned, she couldn’t escape the rubber’s total coating, heavy embrace, and pungent encasement… and just like that, the movement stopped entirely, replaced by an eerie stillness.

“She’ll be fine, by the way. The rubber is worming, invading every hole it can. She’ll slow down, preserved in a state of minimal awareness and minimal movement. For her, I’m sure it’s quite exciting. But for you…”

Phantom picked up her drink, staring Rebecca in the eye. “No distractions. Nobody else to hear this. Are you capable of doing the task yourself…. Or not?”

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Phantom was enjoying her new seat. It was solid, sturdy, not very ergonomic, and completely one-of-a-kind priceless.

The seat was, of course, Rae, who had been totally and completely encased in high-tech liquid open-cell rubber. It gave her just enough room to wiggle; the barest, barest minimum of claustrophobic movement.

After the rubber had solidified, Phantom had it removed from the glass case, and brought upstairs for use as a seat.

Phantom’s rear luxuriated on Rae’s nice little brick-form, and after a few minutes of lounging, she grabbed a microphone and began explaining her plans.

“Hello, Rae. I know you can hear me, and I thought I’d just let you know my plans for this weekend, and possibly the rest of your life. Luttie has been kind enough to loan you out to me for a few tests. She knows that you’ve got a sturdy constitution and a keen need to be toyed up, so you make an absolutely ideal test subject for a whole host of transformative technologies.”

The seat began to squirm and squeak beneath her feet. Phantom grinned, finishing her statement to hear Rae’s growing excitement. She got up, leaving the mermaid alone for a few minutes while she began the processing and equipment for the weekend…

After being removed from the stasis-rubber, Rae was cleaned, stripped, and brought to a high-clearance MirageCorp laboratory for research and development. Though her captors and handlers were physically gentle, they were also stern and unyielding; security personnel in faceless helms had no compunctions about being slightly grabby with Rae! Certainly, they had no issue with grabbing her with both hands, hauling her over to a gurney, and holding her down while a series of straps were added to make sure she wouldn’t wriggle off during her journey to the lab room.

Phantom was waiting, grinning, and staring at Rae as she was wheeled in.

“How are you feeling, dear?”

Rae looked left and right, observing the lack of gear but the copious amount of mechanical machinery that lined the white walls. “I’m… excited! Impressed! A little nervous.” She smiled helpfully, clearly taking in a luxurious plethora of gear and toys and options.

Phantom smiled back, but it was laced with daggers. Rae didn’t know just what she was in for.

“Good to hear it. I was thinking, Rae, that you’d be the perfect test subject for a number of new… options that I’ve been toying with.”

“I’m very good for toying with!” chirped Rae.

Phantom ran a finger over the mermaid’s head, gently running fingers down to her chin. She took it between her thumb and index finger, tilting her subject’s head left and right so that she could get a good look at the mermaid. Rae blushed, gulping out of growing nervousness and excitement. Phantom took it as a good sign, moving her hand farther down around her throat to gently rub and tease at her sensitive neck.

The evil grin and haughty, quiet laugh filled Rae with a growing mix of fear and anticipation - almost, almost as much as the “plans” Phantom pulled out to show her.

A large monitor attached to a ceiling-mounted armature extended to face Rae, showing her a series of small pieces of equipment, flashing in rapid succession.

 “Here’s some of the tools and toys I plan on using with you,” said Phantom. “Of course, I need you to be quite still for some of them.”

Rae furrowed her brow. “Umm, Miss Phantom, could you go back? All those… uh, all those projects went by really fast, I think I missed them.”

Phantom nodded. “Of course. In fact, just sit and watch… I’ll show you.”

Rae’s lip trembled with excited trepidation as she and several attendants began to restrain Rae for the upcoming procedures. That started with a series of belts and a pair of mittens.

First, each of her hands was given a small rubbery ball, and then locked inside a spherical rubber mitten. That was kept in place by a thick steel shackle, one that locked shut with a magnetic clasp.

The belts were plentiful. Phantom was nothing if not generous. Black nylon belts that locked and forced Rae down tight against the padded gurney; first one just above her tailfin, then two more around the middle of her bottom section, then another around her waist - one which threaded through her mittens as well - and finally two more, above and below her chest.

Phantom leaned in close, gently stroking at her earfins. “Relax. I demand it.” Rae flushed, feeling Phantom’s heat as the mistress got in close. Phantom provided a sweet kiss to the mermaid’s forehead before locking one more heavy strap over the top of her head, keeping her practically immobile.

“So, um… was this on that screen? I didn’t see this on the menu, Phantom.”

She shrugged in response, batting it away. “Well, this should help shine some light on our plans…” Phantom displayed a large syringe, gently moving her hand along the smooth glass exterior to show it off. Rae squinted, trying to figure out if the glowing blue liquid was at all labeled.

“I made *certain* you were restrained so heavily to absolutely minimize any chance of you moving. You understand. Safety, policy, and convenience for me.” Rae tried to nod before looking up and realizing that she was quite stuck!

A quick jab later, and Rae found her head spinning. “Oh… Phantom, you said that would shine light on what you were doing, but I’m just seeing stars. Was that what you were talking about?”

Phantom walked up to Rae, running the back of her hand over Rae’s earfin. She was dressed differently, now - how much time had passed? The directrix was wearing a dark, purple-and-black catsuit with a white coat, an intimidating hood with some lenses, and even a black mask over her mouth in a parody of a doctor’s attire.

Rae didn’t have long to look before she realized that the strange feeling in her head had gone… replaced with a strange sensation around the very bottom of her tailfins! They were transforming; the matter within them turning from membranous to artificial. Soon enough, they were heavier, thicker… they took on a new and unusual texture, weighing the very end of her tail down. She flicked it slightly, feeling a newfound and unusual momentum.

The mermaid’s lower lip twitched slightly! She squirmed again, this time with a newfound strength. The belts loosened, and Phantom’s eyes went slightly wide as the mermaid’s blue body flipped and flopped and squirmed as the dollification proceeded.

“Tsk tsk, so excited.”

“I - I can’t help it. It feels strange! Like something’s growing!”

Phantom nodded as the very end of the tail became thick as well. Her powerful and thick lower half already had a certain rubbery element to it. But the entire tail was rapidly becoming less like rubber, and more actual rubber. As her lower half solidified, handles between her tailfins appeared, first showing up as a nub at the very tip of the tail, then travelling along the outside the seams on the interior of her fins until reaching the tips!

“It feels so strange,” said Rae. “I - I’m not sure if I feel anything at all. It doesn’t hurt, it kind of tingles…”  she said as she blushed.

Phantom nodded. “Very good, making a note of that. Now, you might not feel everything - yet - don’t worry, we’ll get to that. But that’s to be expected. Your tail’s got this nice sensation to touch now; thick, heavy, rigid, squeaky. You’ve probably still got some movement there, but as your body turns rubbery, it’ll slowly decline until you’re quite helpless.

“Wh-what does that mean exactly? My body turning rubbery?”

Rae looked down. As the process continued up to her waist and hips, Phantom was unbuckling the straps that held her down - better to touch and test. As it approached her hips, absorbing her outfit into its rubbery and shiny existence, Phantom noticed the process speeding up, going faster and faster. Rae scarcely realized what was happening to her womanhood until the tingling feeling began to overcome her. Her lips trembled slightly, and she took a quick look back at Phantom.

“Yes, Rae. Exactly like that.”

A pair of handles started to form, buoyed by the transforming body within. They appeared, melting and molding their way out of her thighs and extending, then becoming more solid, thick, and grab-able. Totally seamless, sturdy, and perfectly usable for anyone who needed to pick her up and move her… or use her. Rae quickly realized that other, internal parts were starting to transform as well...

Rae’s womanhood widened first, rounding out, and becoming rigid. The interior, still sensitive, became sturdy and the interior formed its own ribbing to maximize the user’s pleasure.

Phantom observed, putting one hand around Rae’s and holding her hand as Rae’s eyes rolled slightly. “Oh… oh, it feels s-so strange. What’s - oh, it’s all so-”

“No need to thank me, Rae, I am a good and generous type, I know, I know. I even made sure anyone who uses you enjoys the internal ribbing of your fuckhole.”

Rae’s clitoris grew stiff, growing and becoming a smooth and round nub - available for touching and use - but Phantom’s eyes were already looking at her sides. The straps were not released, but were loosened, allowing Rae’s squirming body to flip and turn. Phantom worked to turn her body over so that her rear was visible and available.

“Wh-what’s happening there, M-miss Phantom?”

“Wonderful things,” Phantom said, delivering a firm grope to Rae’s increasingly plump and curvy rear. Her butt was always a beautiful thing, but the rubbery transformation was doing wonders to her curves! Plump and firm and oh-so-fun to touch, highlighting the gaping, ribbed hole in her rear, which quickly transformed to match the one on her front.

“Mmmf… it’s g-going to get hard to bend anything.”

“Oh, yes,” Phantom said, “Absolutely difficult. You might be able to twist and bend a tiny, tiny bit. But you won’t be doing much moving; it’ll snap back into position like a rubber band. Your gills are absorbed, though of course you won’t need to breathe. No holes or any danger to worry about!” Phantom said gleefully. She repeated the motion from earlier, switching Rae - at least, what was left of her - to sit on her back and rear instead of her front.

The inscrutable reaction continued past her chest; the mermaid’s breasts expanded, smoothed, and became appropriately doll-like. Still firm, still squishable, but much more smooth now with the nipples replaced by an unnoticeable spot. Phantom still took glee in teasing the doll, though, rubbing her thumb over Rae’s area to elicit a nice squeak.

Past her chest were her shoulders and arms, which turned into their own relevant rubbery aspect. Rae could wiggle her arms, but they weren’t much use for grasping anything, or escaping her fate. The mermaid gasped in a mixture of half-theatrical “oh goodness!” excitement, while also smiling slightly as she saw her hands and arms looking extremely squishy and with a growing sheen. Her fingers were quietly melding together into the rubbery mittens she had been first restrained with, becoming one smooth finger-less arm.  Phantom released the straps to allow her to do so.

“Miss Phantom,” said Rae, turning from her hands to look at the directrix, “I’m feeling kind of full. Is - is that normal?”

Phantom smiled. “Well,” she said, “You haven’t been plugged or toyed or used yet, but if you’re referring to your belly, that would be your insides becoming rubber as well. Dolls don’t need to eat or breathe, of course!”

Rae tried to nod in understanding, only to realize that her neck had rubberfied as well - limiting her mobility and movement quite severely.

“Well, Rae, how are you feeling? Still full? Enjoying the sensations?” Phantom asked as she ran a finger along the mermaid-doll’s rubbery lower half.

Rae had been trying to keep her grunts and moans from being too loud in the presence of the intimidating Phantom, but she couldn’t help but let out a moan… one that continued for longer than she realized as her mouth turned into an O-shape! Her cheeks, chin, and lips were now transformed as well, preventing her from making any discrete mouth sounds, and she realized that they had a matching ribbing to go with it.

“Onnngh…..!!!!!” 

Her moan soon grew quiet, and then disappeared as her vocal chords became a solid and rubbery mass. Phantom patted Rae’s head one final time, running a hand over her earfins, down to her throat, and then tracing her finger up along the side of Rae’s head to move in time with the growing rubberfication. It almost felt as if Phantom was casting a spell on Rae - and, in a way, she was! The merm-doll was just in heaven as she felt her body become thick rubber.

Her nose smoothed over, leaving no indentation - only a smooth curve. Her earfins became a bit thicker as well, muffling some sound. Her eyes as well sealed over and were absorbed into the solid, living rubber mass.

The very last thing to change was her hair - sleek, shiny, and a bit larger in an exaggerated and more doll-like form.

Phantom was delighted.

“Delightful,” Phantom said. She crawled on top of the doll’s gurney, just feeling the thick sensation of the rubber against her own body. Just to test, of course - enough to test her body, her sensitive spots, and her holes.

Phantom’s weight was pleasant, and very appropriate for the doll, who quite enjoyed knowing that she was being used and toyed. The squeaky, rubbery sounds of Phantom’s own lab-testing gear against the “Raebberdoll” was enough to make the blue-and-black toy squeak and squirm.

“I think we need to take some assessments of where we are so far,” Phantom said. “Pick her up,” she said to her staff, “And bring her to a testing room. I want to inspect the results myself.” She dismounted the Raeberdoll with a grin on her face.

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The testing room was made out like a sumptuous bedroom, with a long gray chaise longue and a lovely bed. Numerous small recording devices placed all throughout the testing bedroom would take measurements of heat, vibrations, exhalations, and obviously audio and video.

This was all to record every millimeter of the dolly’s body, presence, and activity.

Blue-and-black, with rubbery skin and a pleasantly plump outline. This was Rae now; her skin, from head to toe, a soft and pliable material. Phantom, wearing a purple catsuit, ran fingers over it, starting at the very top and moving down.

She enjoyed the feeling of her rubbery hair; almost like a wig, poofed up and in no risk of damage or getting in the way of any kind of vigorous use. No eyes or nose would get in the way, but her plump O-shaped mouth was plenty inviting. Phantom ran her thumb around the doll’s “lips”, inserting one finger gently to let the hole accept it.

“Rae” continued to gum on it, and with the new and growing sensation of someone’s hands on her body, she squirmed - slightly, barely. After all, her body was stiff; she could feel every sensation, but hardly act on it. Her rubber-transmuted body had scarcely enough ability to squirm and wiggle in place, and had no opportunity to raise up and flop off the white bed on which she had been placed.

“The most important feature of the serum is totally successful,” Phantom said. Rae wiggled slightly, raising her head off the cushion. “The body of the test subject is totally and completely transformed into rubber. Every millimeter of her skin is now squishy, supple, and quite thoroughly pleasant to touch; great for groping and grabbing and also with a very pleasant thickness.” Phantom punctuated with a loud slap-slap against Rae’s ‘thigh’.

The mermaid-doll wiggled. Phantom wondered what she was feeling.

She couldn’t speak, not without a ‘mouth’. She could probably barely hear. Not much to think about, of course… only the rubbery thoughts of a doll. Phantom leaned against her, getting onto the bed and resting her head on Rae’s arm. She ran a finger up and around the doll’s chest, circling the smooth area where she knew that the doll still felt incredible, intense sensations with every touch.

Rubbery squeaks indicated that the doll was quite pleased with the touches. Still… Phantom couldn’t help but notice a few flaws. Luckily, and improved , second injection of the serum would do the trick. The doll was gorgeous, but not perfect.

“All right, I’m about to inject another one dose. This one should optimize the formula, and using the existing serum still inside, this should do a great job of finishing the process. Just a little bit better for good dolly purposes.”

Phantom inserted a needle one more time, and stepped back, away from the bed and watched the final changes commence.

One critical feature? The doll’s holes. Phantom knew that they were erogenous, but they simply weren’t good enough. For one, they didn’t self-lubricate, and no self-respecting toy-user was going to take the time to get them ready every time. Rae was a doll after all; she should be completely and utterly devoted to servicing her owner and user.

The serum created its own self-producing lubricant in all three of her holes, which was very good, but it would have been nothing without a good test. That would come momentarily, after her arms had been dealt with. Silly ‘arms’ simply got in the way of important things like handles. Nobody would be able to user her from behind or the front with those floppy arm getting in the way!

Her arms folded in on themselves and melded away, and in turn, a pair of handles grew around Rae’s waistline, extruding themselves from the rubber. Perfection; no silly arms to get in the way or swat.

Now Phantom felt like it was time to finally test out Rae’s fuck-holes. She wasn’t sure what the doll thought about being so filled, or if it had much in the way of thinking at all, but she knew that she was going to feel utterly and completely filled to the brim.

The plugs she used were extremely long, thick, and a dark black color that would gently nestle into Rae’s waiting and eager holes. Now that she had handles along the waist, she was able to easily rotate her onto her belly. From there, she finally did the deed.

There was a very visible, palpable response as Phantom inserted the plugs. The first one went in very deep, deep into Rae’s rear. The tailfins flopped, just barely able to but her small flops were all the movement that she could muster. The wiggling, squirming, it was all just fantastic. She knew that the dolly felt filled in her rear, and the zones around her holes were oh-so-incredibly sensitive and vulnerable. She inserted it to its full capacity, wiggling the base slightly.

She did the same with the front hole as well, though this time she was a bit less gentle - after all, she knew that the lube was working, that the sensitivity was increased, and that she could really inflate and use the holes to the max.

She noticed a few other small changes as well; Rae’s earfins were a bit thicker and more blobby. Perfect for keeping her deaf as well as lacking her other senses. This was desirable; though. Dolls didn’t need to see or hear, only feel. And, the constant anticipation… the constant wonder as to what would happen, what sensations would happen next would surely only increase the doll’s arousal and excitement. Perfection.

Phantom’s final “gift” for Rae was a final long dildo; a plug that was carefully inserted into Rae’s “lips”. It went deep into her mouth, bulging and filling her mouth and throat, rubbery lips plunging on a fantastic plug that would keep her satisfied, albeit temporarily.

Phantom sighed, smiling, looking at Rae, and dialing up someone on her phone while she took in the creation. Rae flopped - barely - on the bed, enjoying the thick, warm sensation of being totally penetrated and plugged.

She’d been transformed into living rubber from top to bottom, stem to stern, from the very bottom of her tailfin to the top of her head. And not just the surface, no - her entire body had been converted.

Erogenous zones maximized; all the silly little things like eyes and nose had been smoothed over. Many zones were still quite sensitive, and others, especially her holes and chest, had only been increased. Playtime would be exhilarating; ten times what it was before Rae’s transformation.

The handles, made of the same rubber, also made for ergonomic grip for rough use. But more than that, they helped to symbolize and drive home the truth - this doll was one built for playtime. All that rubber skin was more than skin deep, after all. It made her so squishable , so huggable… so humpable, even. But of course, that would be up to her owner.

The phone rang in Phantom’s hands as she licked her lips. A click indicated that the person on the other end picked up.

“Hello… Luttie? I think I need your help stress-testing the Raebberdoll.”