Gray Goo Domination Armor

Michelle was a highly attractive woman normally, but needless to say, the nanomachines that took over her body had made her into a work of art that transcended humanity, and reached into the realm of the impossible, whether it be the perfection of her physical form or the way that her spacesuit had changed.

Even if she'd always been partial to skintight bodysuits, nowadays, her outfit was almost literally painted on, and left anothing to the imagination, especially not the perfect smoothness of her skin, or the incredible breasts that had grown into more than a handful even for the largest of hands, or the fat, meaty thighs that supported her gloriously heart shaped pillow of an ass.

Its former colors were gone, and instead, her suit was now a nearly uniform gray, almost transluscent. She wore something of a metal bikini, around her crotch and over her breasts, stylized, hiding damn near nothing, and instead, emphasizing and drawing attention to her feminine form. 

She raised her weapon, enhanced to the absolute limit, up to her face, then dragged her pink tongue along the slide, her favorite hand cannon becoming shiny with her saliva as she charged as much lewd and sensual energy into the action as she could... she just loved every moment and every second of this, the reaction that she was getting was incredible.

Never before did she ever think she'd find herself in this sort of position.

But she wouldn't begrudge the nanomachines the opportunity to take revenge on the researchers and scientists that had sent her to what could've been her doom, underprepared and ill informed. 

They had brought this upon themselves, certainly.

She couldn't however deny the fact that the erections popping from the scientists' pants as she approached them, the heels of her outfit clacking with every step, her hips swinging. Fatter, rounder, softer, her ass and thighs would make a genetically engineered and surgically improved porn star look like one of those sexless dolls they made for children, and the scientists clearly knew it.

This wasn't the first batch that she went after. There were many, spread across many facilities, who had a hand in the situation she found herself in, and both herself and the nanomachines found a common goal in bringing them to justice for their rampant and callous disregard for safety and sanity.

Indeed!

The method for the punishment of course...

Assimilation.

They were brilliant scientists. These three were among the top of the top, in fact. A very dark skinned man with a large afro - she could tell from a distance it was a cosmetic improvement. He was thin as a reed, but obviously wealthy from the high quality of his clothes, and she could see the massive bulge within his pants that was ill suited to the rest of his frame. Penis enlargement surgery, no doubt, as it began to lengthen and stiffen down the pants of his nanoweave silk pants.

To the lead's left was a woman with very large muscles. Easy enough to achieve with the right treatments, and it was obvious this woman could afford to purchase the right and proper treatment, as she still had a distinctly human look, unlike the cheap garbage treatments that left one looking like a mass of cancerous tumors. She was of a lighter skin tone than the lead scientist, but only by a handful of shades.

The last one of the trio was an older looking male, vaguely caucasian, bald and bearing the marks of someone who had implanted mechanical enhancements into himself, as she could see from interfacting with his implants and the fact that his bald head had the faint marks of the electronics just under his skin's first few layers. He wore no shirt, being somewhere in the middle of the other two in terms of musculature, but bearing numerous scars from surgery.

Among those with money and little sense, they were the norm, people who had modified themselves into their ideal being.

In that regard, Michelle felt she might not be so very different than them, and they might even enjoy what was coming to them. After all, she had become her very best self, inside and outside. She took another step forward, and was delighted at the flinching she saw.

She had torn through their guards like an orbital drop, subverting both the human guards and the mechanical systems to her side. 

As she took another step, the metallic bikini bits covering her sex and nipples retracted, seemingly melting into her suit, and her suit became thinner, revealing her juicy pussy and proudly erect nipples.

The nanomachines that coursed through her being kept her in a permanent state of arousal, she was never truly satisfied and her hunger and appetite for sex was as unending as the reaches of the ever expanding universe.

Another step and the muscular lady began to move, reaching as if to grab a hidden weapon under the research desk to her left, but as she reached for it, Michelle gestured with her hand, a pointless act to the nanomachines, but an act of intimidation for the humans, and the table beside her sparked and then exploded in arching electricity, shocking the muscular woman and sending her flying back as her powerful muscles seized. She was launched into the center of the room, landing in a heap in front of the two men.

The way she'd landed, her legs were spread, and her tube skirt rode up, revealing her fairly erotic underwear. Michelle licked her lips, almost all of the scientists she dealt with were male, and she hadn't had a taste of a woman so far... she had never been one for this sort of thing before, but the nanomachines had erased any such hesitation and restraint.

She was free to indulge in her urges.

"P-Please, we didn't know, we swear, we're just-" the lead scientist begged, dropping on his knees.

"Your fellows, lessers and betters have joined the collective. I know who you are. I know what you do. I know what you did. I was one of many," Michelle said, with a bright smile on her face, gesturing grandly with her arm. "You had this coming to you, one day... whether it's me or the next person..." Michelle licked her lips. "I'll show you the wonders you've created, and I'll have you experience them in your very flesh... you will be assimilated," Michelle said.

"Fuck you bi-ghhk!"

The bald man lunged at Michelle, but she moved quickly, her hand cannon thundering as she took aim and fired, in less than a second. She didn't need aid from the nanomachines for this, though she did appreciate the recoil compensation, she didn't need a second shot. The man's leg sprayed blood as it was destroyed at the knee, and he fell to the ground. 

The nanomachines moved swiftly, pouring from the soles of Michelle's feet, and immediately washing over the bald man, who screamed and growled and tried to throw them off to no avail. He had too many cybernetic implants, he was quick to be taken over, assimilated in mere moments, the bleeding from his leg quickly stopped, a new leg growing from the stump in chrome. 

"I am... reborn..!" the bald man said, grabbing at his pants and tearing them off, leaving only his labcoat on. Michelle saw, then, that he too had modified his genitals, or maybe the nanomachines were doing it just then, because he quickly went from a penis the size of her finger to an equine, chrome colored shaft of mind numbing proportions. 

"You'll never take me alive!" the lead scientist said, putting his palm on his cheen, the heel just past his chinbone, and trying to activate his last resort wristblade, only to be forcibly reminded...

"You designed us to interface with electronics remotely, Doctor," Michelle spoke with a thousand voices.

"N-no," the doctor fell on his ass, eyes as wide as saucers. "This can't be, it can't be, no, no-"

Michelle giggled, as the bald man grabbed hold of Muscles Woman, he had her spread eagle on the ground, ripping her underwear off of her crotch, and immediately shoving his ridiculously massive horse-like wiener in, the woman immediately waking up and screeching, not in agony, but in pleasure.

The former bounty hunter advanced upon the lead scientist as behind her the other two were becoming hopelessly lost into the fold, assimilating into the greater whole,  both of them slowly but surely losing grasp of their individuality, joining the collective and adding their knowledge, their experience and their voice to the greater total.

Their bodies were rutting like wild animals, engrossed into the act of mating, as the two of them had their so called human dignity stripped from them and they were allowed to indulge their baser desires with the knowledge that none that mattered would judge them for doing so. 

Michelle might even join them later.

But for now... the Lead Scientist was more important.

She pushed him down to the floor with her foot, and forced him to lie down. She licked her lips from above. At the end of the day, the reason she had become one with the collective was this man, and though she was forever grateful for the role she had as the harbinger of the new breed... 

There was an almost evil pleasure that she took in the terror she created in these men. She bore them ill will, for they were liars, traitors, betrayers and most importantly... they probably would've stiffed her on payment, according to what she'd gleaned from them.

The nanomachines moved. The lead scientist didn't have anywhere near as many cybernetics or modifications as the other two, but he did have a cybernetically enhanced cock, and she immediately made it burst into action with a thought, giving the man a towering erection, of a prodigiously humongous size, which she immediately straddled. Her naked cunt drooled its juices onto his cock, which in turn produced tons of its own lubricant, oozing from the tip almost like a slime fountiain.

Wasting no more time, she slammed her hips down and took him down to the base in a single, greedy and lustful gulp, her cunt devouring his cock and immediately applying inhuman pressure upon it, using the cybernetic cock's own databanks to attack it, marking every sensitive spot and twisting and reshaping her vagina around it, nanomachines working tirelessly to change her body on the fly as she began to bounce her hips on his cock.

"This is it, this is the joy that you've brought to the world! Isn't it amazing?!" Michelle laughed. "You'll become one of us, you'll become one with us!" she cried, "and then you'll make more of us!"

The man cried in pleasure and anger, he could do nothing against her, even before she had become enhanced, she was a bounty hunter that could handle a man like him without batting an eyelash, and now?

Now she was the Dominator, the Harbinger, she was the bringer of change... the first and greatest among equals! 

Of all the collective, it was she alone that knew individuality. Not a queen, but an equal, a lover even, to the overpowering, seemingly mindless force that fulfilled its self determined duty to improve humanity.

As she began to corrupt and modify the body of the scientist below her, as he lost his mind from the pleasure she brought him, Michelle couldn't help but laugh, and think about how this would continue, about how the two behind her would join the many others, lost in mating, lost in reproductive activities, sustained and enhanced by the nanomachines so that they could forever reproduce, and create more and more nanomachines via the act.

The man below her was a genius, peerless and beyond compare... but he was also a monster, who had caused countless deaths and untold destruction by his reckless actions.

The universe would be better off with him becoming a sire whose sole role was to provide knowledge and intelligence to the collective, and was used as a vector for reproduction.

But most of all...

"Ah, fuck, his dick really is amazing..!" Michelle moaned, allowing himself to simply enjoy the wonderful sex as she destroyed his mind with pleasure.

Another fell. Already, the collective was planning the next movements, and Michelle entrusted that to them, while she simply enjoyed herself, the warmth of her nanomachine suit embracing her from all sides and the knowledge that the amazing dick now belonged to the nanomachines as well carrying her to sensual bliss.