Tainted

Cindy toweled herself off, glad for the fact Zero G had a fully functional wash room and showers. For Candy and now her it was the only place they could go to get cleaned up. Cindy had expected the inevitable when Candy came in for her shift as the creature. In fact she beat their manager to the punch. Still it was a good 3 lunar rotations before a Zero Transport was due. Candy seemed oddly energetic despite now being broke and out of work. Cindy figured it had to be the prospect of the new job. But did Candy get it? How could she be so sure she was going to get into the Zeroes?



Cindy’s uniform sat folded on the changing bench and Cindy smiled mischievously. Folding it up nice and clean she dropped the towel around her and opened her locker with the press of her thumb to the side panel. Sliding the Uniform into the box and closing it as she vanished. Leaping to a near wall she stuck and made her way along the wall up toward the ceiling of the station. It felt kind of weird to be walking around naked but she was avoiding all her potential clients below. The perspective from the ceiling was certainly different and while she knew she was invisible, moving slow enough for her skin to keep up the matching patterns she had the feeling she was being watched. Eventually she made her way back to her quarters but couldn’t shake the feeling of eyes upon her as she slipped in and changed into a frilly pastel blue skirt, top, and sandals. As she turned to exit, hoping to meet up with Candy she stared long into the features of a new figure in the small dorm. Covered in oil and grease and smelling of weeks old body odor the figure was obviously female. A little over 5 feet. Her right arm, shoulder blade, and accompanied breast and attached muscle had been replaced by the hard steel of a prosthetic. She was dressed in cover all and topless though only had one real breast to cover. Her legs were similarly replace, hacked off at the hip joint and looked more like the legs of some kind dinosaur. Hunched up on her toes like a beats with 3 large talons in from and a 3rd one handing down from the raised ankle. And massive for the figures frame. This girl’s left ear has been replaced by a parabolic dish and her left eye spun and opened like the red eye of a laser or camera. What flesh was left was pock marked with more jack ports then Josh had ever seen on even the most twisted cyber jockey. And the girls head was shaved.



“Hello tits.” The voice said degradingly.



Cindy tried to laugh but it came out a squeak “No I’m the ass, Candy is the tits.”



“Striker is going to be here much longer, and you’re still working so you’re the tits and she’s the ass now.”



The intense stare of the girls remaining gray and lifeless eyes pierced into Cindy like a drill and was making her nervous, this girl was like ice. “H…How do you know that? She just quit today.”



Her new pheromones were only intensifying the feelings she was projecting. The cyborg seemed to hone in on the magnified terror and bent in closer bringing her face inches for Cindy’s own. Cindy was feeling the heat now more then ever.



“I’ve been watching you tits.”



“R…Riku?”



“Not as dumb as you look jailbait. Now I got one question for you tits.”



Cindy needed to get away from this girl and fast, the cyborg seemed to smell her fear and revel in it. Riku pressed her advantage kneeling down and leaning in, her cold metal arm brought gooseflesh to Cindy where it held her arm like a vice. “When you go, can you find room for me and the brains?”



Cindy squirmed trying to break away “Candy…Striker is the one planning everything, ask her.”



The Cyborg’s stare intensified “I plan to, but she’s sweet on you tit, and those pheromones of yours can help you break down any resistance she has. So you will work on her for us right?”



Cindy nodded, as soon as she was released from Riku’s grip she bolted out the door like a terrified animal.



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Striker caught up with Cindy as she was running through the main floor, obviously spooked. She bounded up beside and came to a stop standing up on her hid legs to tower over the girl who had mad her dream come true.



“Cindy! Cindy! What’s wrong?” the evo-charm translated.



Cindy stopped, her wide eye slowing resolving to their normal size as she regained her composure. “I’m….I’m fine, I just met Riku, just kinda spooked.”



“Yeah, she does that.”



“She knew things that it was just too soon to know, about us.”



“Like I said, she has eyes everywhere. God I’ll be glad when we leave her and brains behind.”



Riku’s words hung in Cindy’s mind. “Erm…yeah…about that…Can you swing it so they can come?”



Striker mad a series of noises the charm could not translate and make a face that was so bizarre Cindy didn’t know what to make of it. But she had her suspicions; she needed to turn on the charm. After all she would have to live with Striker on the ship and was living with Riku now. She could not afford to get on either’s bad side. Cindy needed to project an emotion that would defuse Striker enough to convince her to get a spot for Riku even possible. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath of the recycled air thinking back to her old life. She latched onto one she hoped would do the trick. It was that moment when Josh became Cindy, as the world expanded around her and she was lost in her own clothes. She felt so helpless, small, and alone. The pheromones reacted intensify the emotion as other perceived it and suddenly it seemed to Striker as if Cindy was 2 inches tall.



Striker sighed “Are you sure about this?”



Cindy’s lip quivered as she tried to hold back tears, the emotion of the moment also had related memories far more traumatic that Cindy was trying to keep at bay “I don’t want to be alone when you’re out fighting.”



Striker groaned and pat Cindy’s head “alright, I’ll see what I can do.”



Cindy dried her tears and began to smile, Striker dropped low to let Cindy get on her back “Come on then, lets go get you another Sunday.”



Cindy sniffled “But I thought you gave me all your points?”



“I’m working odd jobs while waiting for the ship, enough to get food money.”



Cindy’s eyes were big saucers “But where are you sleeping, if you can’t pay the rent?”



“My new body can sleep just about anywhere. I’ll be fine.”