The drone left its normal waiting spot and approached the Boss. Boss looked up from his work both annoyed and intrigued. The drone never left its waiting spot without his direct permission. 

“Boss, Drone is ready to inseminate.”

“Interesting.” Boss pondered this turn of events. The more he thought about it, the more he could use an extra set of holes… or, uh, hands around the place. Speaking to no one but himself, he proposed “I’ll need to set up another job posting.”

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Matt restlessly sat in his car parked outside of a small house on the edge of town. A bead of sweat got caught on his eyebrow as his gut continued twisting itself into a tighter knot. Attempting to stay calm, he nevertheless reflected on what brought him here.

He’d completed his master’s degree six months ago but scored barely low enough to get rejected from every doctoral program in the nation. Finding work related to his field proved just as difficult. Who knew it would be so hard to get a job with a master’s in astrophysics. The grace period on his large student loans was nearly up and he needed good money fast.

A notification lit up his phone and Matt sighed. It was time to go in for his interview. An interview for a position he never thought he would ever apply to.

Lightly, he knocked on the front door. Matt’s mind was torn as he did so. Half of him wished no one would answer and that he could return to academia. The more rational half pleaded with whatever deity was up there that the door would open.

His half-minded prayers were answered as the door opened to reveal a tall burly man. “You must be Matt, come on in.” He stepped aside and motioned Matt forth. He closed the door and directed Matt into the kitchen. “You can call be Boss. As you can see, we’re a small business that largely does contract work with some bigger ones.” Boss pointed to a char and Matt sat down.

Matt’s anxiety was getting relieved. Boss didn’t seem concerned with his lack of experience in manual labor nor his scrawny build. He let out a deep breath and finally introduced himself properly.

The interview began and Boss was asking questions Matt found quite difficult. Very technical and requiring a deep understanding of construction techniques. Matt did his best, but each question drove a sense of failure into him. This went on for an hour before Boss said they were done.

Matt did his best to not let his disappointment in himself show. He knew he’d just embarrassed himself for the last hour. It was all but a certenty that he didn’t get the job. Matt held his breath and waited for the bad news to drop.

“I like what I’ve heard thus far.”

Matt’s heart stopped. He hadn’t completely blown it. There was still a chance he got the job. None of his mental preparation expected this out come and he forgot to resume breathing for several moments while he processed what he’d just heard.

“Don’t get me wrong, you’ll need a lot of ‘training’ young man. But, that just means I’ll get to make sure you get trained correctly.” Boss stood up as he finished. “Lets head downstairs for the technical portion and to see what you can do.” Boss started walking to an unassuming door.

Matt stumbled to his feet. He didn’t know what to say, how to feel, so he said nothing as he followed Boss. Upon reaching the door, it was opened for him and he stepped inside. He could see a set of stairs leading down into the darkness. Not seeing a light switch, he worked his way down cautiously.

Reaching the floor, he stepped off to the side he thought was empty. Boss quickly followed and flicked the switch.

Light from the bare bulb blinded Matt momentarily. As his vision returned, he wasn’t exactly sure what he was looking at. There was a table in the center of the room, but rather than construction equipment, leathers and other toys lined the walls.

After a moment, Matt realized it looked like the sex dungeons in those weird pornos he skipped over online. Another moment, and he realized there was someone standing next to him. Matt turned to him, facing him head on to figure out why he was done here in the dark.

“Grab him drone.”

The man’s arms quickly wrapped around Matt’s thin frame.

“Drone hears. Drone obeys.” The words lacked any emotion, any warmth you’d get from a human voice as the man spoke.

Matt tried wiggling his shoulders to break free. The cold realization that his whole interview was a ruse hit him like a brick. “Let go of me!” he shouted at the man Boss had called drone.

Boss gave another order. “Move him to the table.”

The man picked Matt up and walked him to the table before laying down on top of him. Boss moved to Matt’s head and placed his hands on Matt’s upper arms.

With Matt’s upper body immobilized, the man released him and got off the table. “Drone hears. Drone obeys.” Again, in the same lifeless tone as before. He got under Matt’s legs and pinned Matt’s thighs to his shoulders and chest.

Matt was immobilized. He could wiggle his chest and flail his forearms, but he upper body wasn’t going anywhere. He tried kicking the man holding his legs, but didn’t seem to register the blow had even occurred. Quickly running out of option, Matt decided to yell. “HELP! SOMEBODY HELP ME!”

“Calm down boy. Nobody can hear you down here. Besides, you’ve got the job. Think of this as…orientation.”

Boss’s words did little to ease the panic in Matt. Instead, he continued yelling.

“Drone, inseminate.”

Without stopping his cries to help, Matt could see the features on the man holding his legs begin to melt away. The colors turned to black as his clothes and all features of individuality melted away until all that was left was a black humanoid.

“Drone hears.” The unidentifiable bulge at the drone’s crotch began to reform as it spoke. Slowly, it turned into a large, throbbing cock. “Drone obeys.” It started moving its hips forward towards Matt’s ass.

Desperation took hold as Matt resumed fighting back against his captors. Moment’s after the drone’s cock made contact with his butt, he could feel the cool basement air on his now exposed skin. With his last layer of defense gone, Matt felt helpless.

“AAGmfh” he screamed out as the cock forced it’s way into his virgin hole. The drone pulled out and thrust in again, causing Matt to scream further. He’d never felt pain of this type or caliber before. Nothing from his past prepared him for it as his limbs went numb. All attempts to fight off his captors grew more futile by the thrust as his body desperately attempted to process the suffering it was experiencing.

The drone gave one final thrust and then stopped. “Boss, Insemination complete.” It moved its hips back.

Matt knew it had, he could no longer feel the hips pressed against his butt, but he still felt full. His butt still felt like the cock was still buried deep in him. Looking at the drone’s crotch, all he could see was the definitionless bulge from before.

Something then moved in his butt. Matt let out a yelp of fright as the fucking resumed, only this time he could feel something slowly expanding around his butt. Slowly encompacing it, Matt realized he could no longer feel the cool air where it had conquered. He couldn’t feel anything there.

Slowly, the substance moved up his hips. Matt was forced to watch as his clothes slowly vanished and was replaced by a shiny black goo.

The goo reached the top and started merging. It looked like Matt was wearing some disgustingly kinky underwear with his dick exposed. The goo’s advancement didn’t stop though, it soon enveloped his balls and started creeping up his dick. It provided stimulation he’d never experienced before, nothing like the right hand he was used to, causing it to get hard against Matt’s will.

It encompassed the couple inches of shaft and then the head. Once cut off from the outside world, the goo began twisting and tugging on his dick. Pleasure was forced into Matt’s panicked mind as it slipped inside of his virginal member. In a moment of realization, both his dick and butt felt amazing.

The pain in his butt was gone. In its place was a warmth that slowly radiated out.

Matt was still hoping to escape. The goo continued to advance as Matt looked up at Boss and pleaded once more. “Please don’t do this. I’ll leave and never tell a soul, just let me go, please!”

Boss didn’t bother to acknowledge him this time.

The goo reached the bottom of his ribcage. There, it began taking control of his breathing. Slow, even breaths were forced deep into his lungs. Relaxation was added to the pleasure assaulting Matt’s desperate and panicked mind. Soon, the whole of his chest was consumed by the goo.

Further cries for help were useless. Every time Matt would try to speak in coordination with the goo’s rhythm, the goo would change his breathing. Sometimes changing to a sudden breath in, others stopping all together. All he could do was plead with his eyes, which got him nothing.

Next came his legs, then his arms, until only Matt’s head could still make contact with the outside world. Matt could feel the goo slowly inch up his neck until it reached his jaw. As it passed over his lips, the goo wormed it’s way inside.

Matt’s mouth was forced open as the goo began fucking his throat in time with the breathing forced upon him. At his noise, it cut off all smell. His ears were separated from all sound. Soon, even his eyes could see nothing but black.

Fully encompassed, the goo continued its work. A repetitive hum was all Matt could now hear. A complex pattern of colors was all he could see. Faster than he could have ever expected possible, his mind came to a complete halt.

All thoughts were now gone, all personality erased, all individuality terminated.

Boss and the drone finally let go of the new convert while it finished processing. “Drone” he barked out. “Your identification is now 001, O1 for short.”

“Drone hears. Drone obeys.” The numbers 001 appeared in the same dark green as it’s other markings above its left nipple, on its forehead, and on its right butt cheek.

Boss looked at the new drone and smiled. The goo had finished it’s work as it evened out and yellow markings appeared across its body. “Drone, change color to dark blue.”

In the same lifeless tone as O1, the drone responded. “Drone hears. Drone obeys.” In a wave starting from its chest, the orientation markings changed into a dark blue.

“Your identification is now 002, O2 for short.”

“Drone hears. Drone obeys.” In the same places as O1, the characters 002 appeared on it.

“Now,” boss told himself. “lets try out this new drone ass.” Boss moved to where O1 stood previously and released his cock. A hole appeared in O2’s butt as Boss’s cock made contact, allowing it to slide inside. Ribs and folds appeared in O2’s ass as Boss began to fuck, the better to pleasure its master.

Soon, boss was grunting as his hips slammed harder and harder before reaching climax. As he pulled out, his cock was perfectly clean. Boss could safely store it away in his pants without any mess.

“I did need another set of holes around here.” He mused to himself.