She awoke with a tired moan in the middle of a street with no memory of her former life. The last thing, and only thing, she could remember was being overrun by a strange woman made of latex who shot some kind of goo at her face. This memory, that lingering reminder of her former humanity, aroused her for some reason. In her loins she could feel a thick rod throbbing, and her hands absentmindedly grasping it. She pumped the throbbing rod in her hand, listening to the moist squeaking of wet latex on wet latex as she brought herself to orgasm, jizzing the last of her humanity away.
"Wazzup, sister?" she heard a butch feminine voice approaching her, "Took ya long enough to wake up. Just as well, the assimilation does kinda take it out of ya. Gotta say, you turned out beautifully! The name's Goolia 478-B, but just Goolia's fine. Yours?"
She turned to look at who was speaking to her and saw a very powerful looking woman made of metallic latex. Her skin was like bronze, and her golden hair was patterned like a buzz cut. She had an uncharacteristically muscular build for one of these latex women, but she was no less voluptuous with her melon sized tits and booty. The recent transformee of course was staring at this large latex woman's enormous cock that looked as thick as a baby's arm.
"Hey, newborn," Goolia snapped her squeaky fingers to grab the new girl's attention, "Eyes up here, girl. You got a name yet?"
She considered wracking her brains for a name, but then a voice that sounded like it came from the distant beyond whispered something into her brain. Rubbarbara 398-K.
"R... Rubbarbara 398-K," the new latex futanari said.
"Rubbarbara..." Goolia smiled, "My mother was named Rubbarbara. Nice to meet you, kid. This city's pretty much fully assimilated so now we're just cleaning out most of the junk from these buildings and bringing it to the Spawning Pool for reconfiguration. After that, residencies will be assigned and then we move onto the next city and begin assimilating all over again. You probably already know what to do already, since the Hive Mother planted everything you need to know to be the latex babe you are, but until it's time to move out again you're pretty much free to... I dunno, person for a while. You could go grab some food, help with the clean-up, check out the barracks, or ask someone for a quick fuck or something. Up to you, new girl... at least until it's deployment time."