Utopia, city of the free. Or so was advertised. As tensions mounted in the face of crises which scale became ever-so-massive, a small part of the population decided it would be better off on its own. Using their obscenely immense wealth, they built a floating city, their shiny new home free from the problems the countries faced. Offering exorbitant amounts of money, they hired anyone willing to work for them, which made wonders to attract additional population. People arrived from all the corners of the world due to the tales of money and riches one could earn on the city if they gave their very best, not realizing the true nature of the city until it was too late. The super-rich and their city required labour and subordinates, be it to fulfil some actual profession or simply be around for their amusement. And Jenny was no different.

Having left her home, she had made her way to Utopia allured by the siren song of riches and the opportunity of living a good life, away from a world that got more and more turbulent by the month. Reality hit her like a train, and she had ended up working as a maid for a super-rich woman. She shared fate with other five women: Louise, Sakura, Fujiko, Kandy and Trish; as they worked and lived as maids in the luxurious and ample penthouse they kept clean. Truth be told, they were barely playthings for Maria, and this was nowhere more evident than their uniforms, if they could be called that. Glossy black high-heeled shoes and an apron that barely reached their backs, so that they would strut their figures around. In fact, the apartment as a whole was designed with this in mind, with as little walls as possible and plenty of transparent furniture, so that Maria could have her “pretties” in sight constantly. Being their sugar mommy’s plaything wasn’t that bad, given that even in a floating city that gleamed in crystal and steel architecture someone would scrub the toilets clean. And the ones on top of the place could get… very creative.

Shoving these thoughts aside, she focused on the task at hand, cleaning furniture while showing her curves as much as she could. Mistress wasn’t home, but she could come back at any minute, and the Pretties better look the part for her.

- Hey Louise, put the radio on for a little. Please?

- Ok, but you know what happens if…

- Yeah, yeah. Just a little bit. – Insisted the woman. – Everyone else okay with it?

A chorus of affirmations came from around, Fujiko and Kandy being upstairs and Sakura and Trish in other contiguous rooms. Louise did as asked, bringing out a small disposable radio made of plastic, tuning in for some news as she immediately returned to work. After a brief moment, the radio tuned in a news broadcast.

“… the floating city of Utopia has been denied access to the Mediterranean Sea. The collaboration between the North African states and the European Federation forces has this way forced the marine behemoth to set course for other waters. The Eurasian Union is considering following suit, as the debate to close the arctic sea lanes to the seafaring city tips in favour of an overwhelming majority…”

The broadcast was cut short, as Louise turned off the radio and rushed to hide it. Slightly surprised at first, Jenny watched the brunette hide the thing, realizing that she most likely had heard them coming. They had come to appreciate her hearing, as she had kept the radio hidden safely since they got a hold of it, always making it disappear when she heard the footsteps of Maria and her lovers. And this time it was no different, as the door opened and four women strolled in. Three of them they recognized immediately, while the fourth one was a new face around, and certainly a visible contrast to the other three.

Maria always took front and centre, the other two at her side. She was a tall and lean woman, with noticeable curves and long and slender legs. She also had a bubbly and shapely butt, one she made sure people noticed, wearing elegant and tight dresses any and all times she could. Currently she was wearing a fine teal dress, a single piece of clothing that revealed her legs through the openings at the side besides that, she had her long and wavy hair behind her tied in a long and elaborated braid, which went along with her teal eyeliner. She was rather lacking in the bust department though and, although none of the maids said it out loud, it was most likely the main reason behind their employment, given they were all rather busty.

To her sides were her dear companions, her lover and her bodyguard, that also filled the lover role. Helena was a pale skinned woman with a very attractive physique. Curvy, sensual and well-endowed in both bust and rear; the blonde was slightly shorter than her lover, and was just as slightly above the maids. Her long blonde hair was tied in a ponytail, and Maria liked to have her strut around in revealing and enticing attires, currently wearing a tight dark blue blouse and a short skirt. Sara on the other hand was the opposite of her, although not so much. Her light tanned skin and long dark hair that fell freely behind her certainly set her apart, but what mostly did it was her clothing, sporting a simple white shirt and dark pants. This beautiful woman could almost be considered out of place, until one learned, usually the hard way, that she was quite the capable bodyguard and brawler. And as such she wasn’t one to dress up fancy.

The one that definitely stood out in a unique way was the fourth woman. She could be described as “unremarkable”, physically at least, but none of the maids dared say it while chattering among themselves, much less out loud. Pale skin as if she had not seen the sun in months, a messy long hair and bags under her eyes gave away that she didn’t exactly care for her appearance. A simple and used shirt, along with some definitely worn out pants made clear that fashion wasn’t her forte either, which only made her stand out even more, especially when compared to Maria and Helena; hell, when compared to Sara would do the trick.

- We are back, my pretties! -Announced Maria for all to hear. – Come here now, there is a little something for you!

The maids complied immediately, assembling at the lounge next to the entrance. It was an ample space that had a massive crystal wall, which illuminated most of the luxurious attic they maintained. Keeping their act and strutting around as their shoes clacked on the pristine ground, they nevertheless obeyed as far as possible, lining up in an orderly fashion before the new arrivals. The six of them were present and perfectly lined up, the six of them in their revealing maid uniforms waiting for new orders.

- So, what do you think? Will they do?

It wasn’t Maria who inspected them, but the unremarkable woman, who eyed them with an unusually cold and analytic eye. Although they felt less inspected and more like glared at, as she walked before them at an excruciatingly slow pace, getting a good look at them. None said anything, but they were very much aware that she was eyeing their breasts while she was at it, and she did the same to their shapely rears, as she walked behind them in complete silence. In fact, no one in the room spoke at all, be it the maids, the weird woman, the mistress or her lovers.

- You have them well trained. -Commented the woman.

- Of course! -Answered Maria. – I would expect nothing less of them, but back to the topic, your verdict?

- They will do, possibly the best we were going to find.

- Lovely, then give a minute and I’ll explain.

Maria took front and centre, facing the line of maids who didn’t flinch when her high-heeled shoes clacked loudly to catch their attention. She smiled in approval, her pretties not flinching and heeding her every order. They knew better than to say no.

- Listen my pretties, my… associate here is in need of a little help. She’s recently arrived, and she’s got some… interesting ideas. -She said. – As you know the competitiveness in the city is as always, but she knows how to make way for herself. She’s got a new formula, a powerful aphrodisiac that will definitely make the waves, but she needs your help to test it.

- I intend to advertise it as an enhanced sexual experience, but it’s not quite ready yet. It has also a… unique quirk. -The unremarkable woman said. – It makes use of advanced nanomachines that turn organic matter into machines, turning anyone that consumes it into a sexbot.

The woman brought out a small metallic case, and opened it to reveal six small pills. Oval in their form, they had one half of a silver colour while the other had a different colour, one for each pill. Green, red, blue, yellow, purple and orange. But the woman didn’t do any other movements, standing motionless as she waited for them to pick up one each. They eventually did so, as each picked one under Maria’s glaring eyes, not wanting to go against her wishes.

- Well done! Now, bottom’s up! Show us what you can do!

With no other choice, the maids swallowed the pills, doing so as one in a synchronized move due to their training. The effects, or part of them, took hold almost immediately as the six of them stiffened while inhaling sharply and trying to suppress a moan of pleasure and surprise with varying degrees of success. They had been told what was going to happen, but not how, and they were about to find out as their bodies started changing. Their skin got tingly and overly sensitive, the smallest motion being enough to send a bolt of pleasure through them, the purest and most intense pleasure they had ever experienced. Their breathing only enhanced their arousal, and hearing their peers did not help at all when trying to put some modicum of resistance or retain a semblance of control over the suddenly rampaging lust. The clacking of their mistress’ high-heels as she reclined herself against a counter, the individual and collective panting, the rustle of the clothes, even their own pounding heartbeat was enough to take their arousal to new heights, while their skins somehow became even more sensitive and receptive to stimuli. They tried their best and hardest not to break their professional stance, the six of them shivering and trembling in pleasure while they stood as immobile as possible, but eventually one gave in, and the rest fell along like domino pieces.

None could tell who was first to fall, but it did not matter. The moment one of them let out a moan that oozed lust, the effects really kicked in, the women quickly finding a lover that would satiate their sudden urges. This, of course, went both ways, as one managed to get an impromptu lover to quench her rampaging lust, she was at the mercy of her too. Jenny had paired with Louise, Kandy with Trish and Fujiko with Sakura, but they cared little for who was at the receiving end. They wanted someone, anyone, to give them some release, to satiate their needs, each couple steadily synchronizing their movements. They kissed as one, they caressed as one, they moved as one. One was the other and the reverse was also true.

However, the changes made themselves manifest when their bodies became exactly what the woman had said. A small speck of silver appeared on their toned bellies, ignored at first under the skimpy uniform, but as it grew and spread, it became more and more noticeable. What the silver claimed became impossibly sensitive, the mere brush and caress of their aprons was enough to drive them mad with pleasure, often overriding their brains and stopping all thought. It was almost too much, but they couldn’t get enough of it, and after clawing their clothes out, they discovered the silver with gleeful lust. A caress was felt a hundred-fold, an electric feeling running through their bodies each time they did so, the women throwing at each other with wild and gleeful lust. They wanted it, they wanted it so much.

As the silver wave claimed more and more of their bodies, it spread through their torsos upward and downward. Their hourglass shapes became silver, with wide hips and bubbly silver butt cheeks, their big and round breasts became shiny orbs of smooth and shiny metal, earning a collective moan from their now slightly synthetic sounding voices. The transformation claimed their long and lean arms, while moving downward rendered their most intimate areas in silver before moving down their legs. Reeling and trying to process the pleasure that reverberated in their crotch, the long and graceful legs became silver, feet morphing and changing, solidifying into a blend of human feet and high-heeled shoe, but never impeding or hindering their movement.

Finally, their heads were claimed by the effect of the pills. They didn’t care about it, marvelling at the changes. The silver crept up their necks, spreading into their face and hair, rendering everything into a uniform colour before each particular pill made itself manifest. She didn’t remember what colour she had chosen; she didn’t remember a lot of things in fact. Who was she? Who was the one before her? Why were they doing? But she could perfectly form a list in her mind.

Priority:

> Test the capabilities of the administered nanobots. ONGOING.

Priority 2:

> Obey her mistress.

> Assist other units and herself in releasing the pleasure.

Yes, that was correct. Those were the tasks at hand, and they were not incompatible with each other.

Standing still for a moment, the sexbot looked at her partner. A tall, lean and sexy sexbot, silver skinned just like her, but there was something alluring in her green lips, eyes and hair, the last one mimicking in a ponytail. Had it always been green? Data said it was supposed to be brunette in colour, but that couldn’t be. Each of them had a colour assigned for their hair, and brunette wasn’t among them. There seemed to be some data in need of correction, but that would have to wait. Her processing thoughts indicated that the capabilities of the nanobots that had fused with her could be taken further, thus obeying her mistress, and that in doing so she could achieve release from the pleasure that consumed her. It wasn’t a bug, but a feature, as the sexbot she was, but the priorities had to be taken care of.

As the sexbot before her stopped her display of affection, looking at her with some worry in her green eyes, she smiled at her, kissing passionately again. The contact and the pleasure protocols drove them further and further, one taking the other’s pleasure and reciprocating in kind. She could hear the other four sexbots undergoing their own processes, fulfilling their tasks efficiently to achieve the optimal result. Such had been they tasked to do, and they would obey without question. Their passion took them higher and higher, in a whirlwind of pleasure that was not showing any signs of stopping. She was gorgeous, her lover was gorgeous, and her sisters most likely too. The effects of the transformation had been optimal, but now it was up to them to deliver the full extent of them, and they would do so. Kissing and caressing, they went higher and higher. Their bodies felt hotter, closer, they could be one, joining their efforts and energies to maximize the results. They could do that, Mistress had ordered it, they had to go as far as possible. The heat rose and rose, their bodies feeling like they were melting, and with a chorus of synthetic moans, silence took over. They were in bliss, they were each other, and they would be so.

As the sexbots slowed their mental processes to organize and stand at attention again, they hoped they had given the ordered tasks the results Mistress and her associate wanted. After basking in the bliss for a moment, they reformed once again, hearing muffled voices. Mistress and her associate were talking, but they hadn’t issued any new orders yet. Regardless, they would stand at attention and ready to serve.

&&

Deafening silence didn’t even start to describe the ambience in the penthouse. Before their very eyes, Maria’s “pretties” had been possessed by a sex craze that had caused them to form pairs to take care of each other. Very intense, passionate and intimate care; enough to have an effect on their audience. Maria could feel her loins burn as the brush of her dress against her nipple made her shiver, a blush on her face but managing to retain some self-control. Sara, who had served herself a drink, was blushing visibly while clenching the cup in her hands. She drank what alcoholic beverage remained inside in a single go, serving herself another drink while her eyes betrayed both lust and incredulity, and neither Maria nor Helena could blame her. Helena for her part was doing as best as she could, shivering while blushing brightly as her curves were more visible than ever, her clothing hugging her more than ever and only adding to her own heat. The blonde clasped her hands to keep them busy, and never took her eyes off from the maids. Or former maids.

Alice for her part stared intently and completely unfazed at the “pretties”', while slightly squinting her eyes at them. As expected, the nanobots had done their job and turned them into robots, silver colour in their bodies and the colour of their choice in their hair, lips and eyes, primed and ready to obey any command given. In fact, maybe the conversion had been too efficient, as the women had been turned into six automatons with an overload of lust in their programming. Nothing that couldn’t be solved, but the part when the six of them had melted before their very eyes, kissing and caressing and never letting go of each other as each couple dissolved into a puddle of liquid silvery metal, she had definitely not seen coming.

- Was… were they supposed to do that? -Asked Maria, contained lust in her voice.

- No, they were not. – Admitted Alice. – Interesting, very interesting.

- You turn six chicks in robots, only to have them melt, and all you have to say is “interesting”? -Intervened Sara.

- Don’t misunderstand me, miss. There are plenty of unforeseen developments, but I can make adjustments.

- And exactly how?

- I take you will need more… volunteers.

- Correct, and I may have a contact that can help. – Added Alice.

“Not wise to have her reaping no benefits…”

- Huh?

Alice’s thoughts, as well as the conversation died down before it could keep going, as they followed Helena’s incredulous gaze. Just like the blonde, their eyes were glued to the silver puddles, and with good reason as these twitched and contracted. The movements were calm and methodical, expanding and contracting, repeating the pattern without stopping. Slowly but steadily, the silver puddles rose, the metal standing up as its form changed once more. From the risen part two tentacles formed, making contact with the ground as they held the rest up as it took form. The amorphous and liquid metal started taking form, a vaguely familiar one that was quickly solidifying. Tentacles gave way to two slender and long arms, while the metal that had risen morphed into a trunk and a bust, a neck and a still amorphous head crowning the three forms.

As the metal became more and more solid, the liquid metal stood up, first before a pillar of liquid silver that swirled over itself to keep the torsos and the forming heads high. Swirling and turning, the whirlwind slowly made its way down, leaving behind a very human body. Wide hips gave way to long and slender legs, which held them with graceful stability, ending in toeless metallic feet that produced a small high-heel on their heels. Finally, the amorphous and formless blobs of their heads were solidified into smooth and shiny metal. Much like it had happened to their lower bodies, the swirling silver organized itself. Smooth and flawless lips came to be, followed by small and perfect noses and two blank eyes for each. Their faces were completely identical, and as the metal formed their hair, the audience watched in silence the silver triplets. In fact, they could easily pass for a mass produced good, the only difference being their hairstyles that were finishing the morphing.

They were tall, lean and sensual, with an hourglass shape figure. Their very generous busts, big round and shiny orbs of silvery metal, went along magnifically with their ample hips and shapely butt cheeks. Their curves, from their legs to their shoulders and arms invited to be caressed and touched, while their faces bore a neutral and blank expression. Thin lips, beautiful silver masks and perfect hairstyles were but the finishing touch. Not quite, as each took a very distinct combination of colours, revealing who had previously been. One of them had a bob hairstyle, a beautiful blue, that vividly contrasted with the two long yellow locks that framed her silvery face. Colours that also took her upper and lower lip respectively, as well as one eye each and one line that ran over her body, going from one breast to her most intimate part. Sakura and Fujiko were no more, and the blue and yellow gynoid had no trace of their Asian traits.

The second one, completely identical to her sister, had formerly been Kandy and Trish, recognizable not only by her colour, but due to her hairstyle. In a fit, Maria had them mirror each other, Kandy having a long lock on to her right, along with a short ponytail, while Trish mirrored her having them both to the left. The gynoid now had both, a short ponytail on each side behind her head and a lock framing her face, not that different from the gynoid next to her but definitely shorter than those. She also had the notable distinction that the right side of her hair was purple while the left was orange.

The third gynoid was the combination of Jenny and Louise, both having become one. A long red mane that visibly contrasted with the long green ponytail she had. The same contrast made itself manifest on the lips and eyes, as well as the two glowing lines that went from her breasts to her crotch. And she stood in silence with them, not moving an inch while their flawless were inspected in detail by Alice and scrutinized by Maria. She could hide it pretty well to strangers, but Sara and Helena shared a look confirming their suspicions. She was oh-so-very jealous, she had the maids as eye candy and source of pleasure, but always conscious about her bust size she was even more so now.

- So now what?

- Units activate. – Said Alice, the three gynoids having their eyes and lines glow in response.

- Awaiting orders. -Spoke the three of them in sultry and slightly mechanical voices. – Please enter designation for individual units.

- Hm… want to give them a designation?

- I think I’ll leave that part to you. -Said Maria. - As long as they obey me.

- I see. Units, set command values, Alicia and Maria.

- Acknowledged. – Spoke the three again. – This unit will obey Alicia and Maria.

- Good then… -Alicia walked to the green and red gynoid. – Set name. Ex-1.

- Name set, Ex-1.

- Set name. Ex-2. -Said Alicia at the purple and orange.

- Name set, Ex-2.

- Set name. Ex-3. – Said Alicia at the blue and yellow one.

- Name set. Ex-3.

- That should do it, although you might have-

- Oh! I know! -Said Maria with a sudden interruption. – Just follow what you just did, correct?

- Yeah…

Maria walked up to the green and red one.

- Set name. Pretty-1.

- Name set, Pretty-1.

The purple and orange followed.

- Set name. Pretty-2.

- Name set, Pretty-2.

The third and final one, the blue and yellow one stood now before her.

- Set name. Pretty-3.

- Name set, Pretty-3.

- Lovely! -Said Maria with a satisfied smile on her, only to turn to Alice. – Mind giving me the abridged version on how they work?

- Simple, it has to be if we want to market it. Just say “command” and what you want them to do. -Said Alice in her usual deadbeat tone. – If you want them to perform the function they are named after, say “pleasure command” and the target. Additional information will help them locate the target, so that they don’t wander around in search of someone that fits the name given.

- Could pointing at the target work?

- It will.

- Lovely, we will try it out later. For now, Pretties 1 to 3, command: fulfil your maid duties.

As the chorus of affirmations sounded, the three gynoids started moving around, dutifully and diligently returning to their usual routine as maids. More routines and commands would have to be implemented later, but that would do for now.

- Now, Alicia… about that contact of yours…

- Owner of a small business, a failing one. We could easily convince her to take part in this in exchange of profits.

- She won’t be a problem I take?

- Not at all. -Said Alice. – Besides, it will give a good front.

- Why so concerned all of a sudden?

- Because if women start disappearing it will eventually kick off enough dust for someone to notice. With a business, and the same body the change produces, they can pass for a series of multi-purpose robots… or more unique ones.

- Hm… You do have a point. Sara, bring us some drinks. -Said Maria as she sat down. – Please, take a seat Alice. Let’s talk about the details.

&&&

The day after was quiet in the penthouse, as the Pretties returned to their maid duties. As stated by the orders given, they were to perform their duties in the sexiest way possible, and they were grateful to have been told to do so. After proving their dexterousness and capabilities in their… other and most notable function, they had quietly and lovingly watched over their mistress and her lovers. But now it was time to get back to work, doing it so as quietly as possible while obeying the orders and commands given. Whenever they bumped into each other they let out a quiet metallic noise, while they enjoyed a surge of electric pleasure that ran through their bodies, even more noticeable since Mistress forbade them of wearing any clothing that could cover their magnificent silver forms. The quiet house was slowly but surely taken care of, and although they did not talk out loud, that did not mean they didn’t communicate.

- Pretty-1, your performance seems to be decreasing slightly. Do you need assistance?

- Not necessary, Pretty-3. It will be fixed immediately.

- Reminder: you can share mental processes with us. We are sisters after all.

- Pretty-2 is correct. Is there anything you want to share?

- Correct. – Said Pretty-1 through their private channel they had on among them. – It concerns Mistress and her lovers too.

- Proceed.

- Understood Pretty-3. As the exchange between Creator and Mistress stated yesterday, we are to obey and provide pleasure. Mistress and her lovers seem to have us in high esteem and care to engage with us in pleasure. Correct?

- Correct.

- Correct.

- Units Pretty-1 to Pretty-3 also have them in high esteem, and yet enjoy greater pleasure than they did due to being purpose built. Correct?

- Correct.

- Correct.

- The product is still to be perfected. Proposal: Administer the product to Mistress and her lovers when it is complete. They will enjoy as much pleasure and units Pretty-1 to Pretty-3.

- Proposal accepted.

- Proposal accepted.

There was nothing else for the moment, but the three maids shared a complicity among them. Mistress and her lovers, as well as Creator, were everything to them, and they would make sure this was reciprocal. There was something in their thoughts, something they couldn’t quite make out what it was, but they would see that, when the product was ready, they received it. They would be magnificent and gorgeous in their metallic forms, a fitting image for them to serve, adore and care dearly for. In silence, the maids kept going on with their duties, dutiful and diligent while always displaying their sensual antics. It didn’t matter when Mistress and her lovers woke up, or if Creator returned to pay a visit, they would always be ready to meet them in their silvery and colourful glory. They were her loyal and loving servants, and they would gladly display their gorgeous bodies if it pleased their Mistress. Hopefully, one day, Mistress and her lover would fit right among them, the most splendid and gorgeous of them all.