After looking back ans forth between the two biomechanical suit models, Terry made up his mind : "You know what? Let's mix things up. I think I'll choose the ADAM model..." He declares, sounding a bit amused.
"WHAT?? Terry you asshole what the fuck!!" Denise immediately protests.
"Just shut the hell up Denise, I don't care if you hate this." He replies coldly.
The old man now had a somewhat intrigued expression on his almost perma-smiling face. "Hmm really now? Are you sure about your choice sir? I mean you do realize that for as long as she would be inside this bad boy, Denise here will hardly be able to qualify as a girlfriend... she won't be a girl at all, for that matter!"
"Yeah but that doesn't necessarily make it a bad thing, I mean I don't really care for having her as a girlfriend really, I want her to be a well behaved roommate who helps pay the rent, honestly... On a side note, I think it's more interesting to make her a guy. Should make for a refreshing change..."
"Fair enough then." The old man concedes. "Well now, let's get her suited up shall we?"
The old guy proceeds to undress the lifeless figure. He folds the waiter outfit somewhat neatly and places the clothes on the nearby steel table. Finally he picks up a small remote control-looking device from near the ADAM-01 suit and presses a button. You could hear an instant faint whirring sound and a "Ting!" note that likely meant the machine has been turned on.
"Ehm, now sir if you would please bring our dear Denise closer and hold her to stand in front of the machine..."
"What for?" Terry asks, curious as he had no idea how this would be done. He brings the flailing Denise in front of the machine yelling at her to keep still as a thin green laser shoots from the ADAM-01's hollow eyes.
"It's for scanning. The biomech suit needs to perform a quick full body scan of the host, to get the measurements and height and proportions, that kind of stuff." As the laser does a few full cycles scanning Denise from head to toe, the old man continued to explain. "It should be almost done, these things work fast! Anyway, as you'll soon see, the machine will use the data from this full 3d scan to readjust its proportions in order to uh, fit Denise like a glove. You see, these suits are like a sort of mechanical metal armor on the inside and covered in layers of synthetic flesh, muscle and skin. Actually even the inside of the armor is biological, this helps both to create a comfortable, form fitting padding for the host, as well as to be able to connect to the wearer's nervous system and give her direct sensorial information. In a simpler turn of phrase, she'll be able to feel with her new skin. Nice huh?"
While the old guy kept rambling, the machine suddenly gave off a robotic voice confirmation. "Scanning complete. Subject recognized as Denise Anna Laine. Important observation: Subject is a female. Proceeding with proportional adjustments and preparing internal systems for prosthetic gender reassignment." The whole artificial body whirred loudly as it appeared to get shorter by a few inches, along with other subtle structural alterations, such as slightly narrower shoulders. A few unseen changes also took place within the machine's body.
The old guy pressed another button on his remote, on this cue, and slowly the ADAM-01 bent over at a 90 degrees angle while its entire back split along the middle and opened, similar to a pair of van doors. similarly, even its legs split down the back side and opened. "Operational and ready for receiving host. Please step inside me, Denise Anna Laine." the suit spoke again in that deep, masculine, flat and mechanical voice. Denise was hyperventilating at this point, almost paralyzed by fear and disbelief. She didn't even struggle anymore, instead just standing still, her face as pale as a sheet.
"Okay now we need to undress her before she can go in there. Come on no need to be shy now heh heh!" The old man chuckled. "We also should remove all the makeup and such, err her piercings won't case problems though. Ideally, I'd suggest we also shaved her head smooth to ensure optimal adherence to the suit's internal organic components, but well, it's not really necessary since I don't imagine you intend to keep poor Denise inside for the rest of her life, correct?"
"Well no, of course not! That would be too much, I just want to punish her, maybe keep her in the suit for a week or two tops. She'll learn her lesson well before that too I'm sure..."
Terry uncerimoniously strips Denise of her skimpy, shiny corset top, her ass hugging miniskirt, her high heeled boots and garish, ripped red stockings. She then pushed Terry's hands away silently and continued undressing herself, a sad air of defeat on her face and tears flowing down her lovely face. Denise removes her red bra and panties and wipes her face clean of the heavy eyeshadow and bold lipstick.
She stands up slowly, gives Terry a glacially cold stare, then walks toward the mech-suit (standing there bent over and grotesquely opened up).
When she stands next to the suit, she makes a disgusted face as she looks inside the opening. It looked like it was filled with disgusting, soft and wet flesh... Denise gagged a bit at the sight.
"You only need to bend over and position yourself inside him, matching his pose!" The old guy instructs in an amused voice. "Go on my dear girl, heheheh."
Denise gives him a glare, then when she looks back at the disgusting inside of the suit she feels sick again. Panicked, she quickly punches the old guy on the jaw and proceeds to make a run for it (naked as she was!). "FUCK YOU you stupid creep!!" She yells and tries to run past Terry before he catches her... "NO LET ME GO YOU FUCKER LET ME GO!!" She screams and thrashes as Terry drags her by force back next to the mecha-suit.
Terry forces her to bend over and pushes her down into the opening, pressing her legs from behind as well to make sure they also get fitted inside ADAM-01's body. "NO PLEASE I DON'T WANT THIS PLEASE LET GO IT'S DISGUSTING AND FILTHY AND WET IN HERE HEEEELP!!!" Denise's muffled screams could be still heard while the suit almost instantly closed up, upon sensing Denise correctly positioned inside itself. In a few more seconds even the skin of the suit healed in the places where mere moments ago it was opened. Now only tanned, unbroken and somewhat hairy skin was left to see...
After the initial shock, Denise starts to clumsily flail about (along with ADAM's body since she was now in it). "Adam" looked like "he" was desperately trying to pull at his own body, hoping to be able to break or rip it open, but of course to no avail! "His" face still didn't move though, and you could now see Denise's own icy blue eyes in "his" sockets and hear a muffled, feminine voice trying to scream with her jaw now locked closed... Denise suddenly freezes in place, feeling a horrific sensation. The suit was now establishing its biological links to her body! Feeling small electrical shocks all over her body, then a foreign, meaty mass penetrating her vagina deeper than she even thought it went, Denise instinctively tried to scream again. "OH SHIT!" And this time, her jaw opened and her voice came out loud and clear... only it wasn't her voice anymore, she realized. It was a deep and smooth male voice... Denise simultaneously notices she feels naked again, she could feel the rough carpet flooring and even the air on her skin. Looking down at herself she predictably sees what she feared. The male, tanned and athletic body of that artificial man and most disturbingly, his big, veiny, circumcised penis. Almost as soon as she lays eyes on it, the cock comes to life, stiffening into an intimidating, downright obscene boner. A rock hard, throbbing 9 inch shaft, just standing there between her thighs, looking like it's screaming "You're a MAN now" at her...
Denise's mind was swimming at this point. She is scared, angry, disgusted and confused, which is to say the least, understandable.
How does she actually react to all this?.........