My first (public) patreon post https://www.patreon.com/posts/first-post-78813622 I lost the file for the first image which probably led to delaying this for a while, but I just advanced my work and put a lot of new elements into the stories anyway
The first story contains GID and the second involves multiple DID abductions, also lots of stuff like hypnosis, tech, longterm imprisonment, etc.
B203 had been there a while. Her tape warned not to ungag her, no one was sure why, records weren't kept. They just knew to keep tape on her mouth and nose at all times. Sometime ago fluid had filled her closet-shaped cell, solidifying to appear like glass.
Maintenance came by and were uninterested. One time a dude had to stop right in front for a while to do some work and her eyes slowly moved to focus on him. It was creepy. But for the most part she was just ignored as one of the living displays.
Another time a maintenance man came by her and heard her start to make noise. It was the most awful shrill sound, and like it wasn't made by vocal cords but that could be from the internal gag. No wonder her mouth was permanently taped shut, it must be even worse at full strength.
Years passed and it was time to do maintenance on her cell. The door was opened and everything was checked and cleaned first with a few fixes. Then the glass door of her cell was opened with the glassy interior. He checked her life support tubes and used a small machine to pull out the rectangular block containing her.
Then the vocal noise started, louder than ever. The young worker stumbled backwards and hit the back wall. The glassy substance began to pour down on him, light shimmering over the surface. It poured over his face from over his hair and he barely crawled, reaching forth but freezing. He groaned, yelling urgently. He started to hear her normal-sounding voice in his head. His cheeks puffed out, but were glassily glued shut and froze.
The glass filled the whole room containing the cell. She didn't get free but did have one mind to play with, struggling as he was molded to fit her desires. Eventually he could only "Mmmmmmmph" mentally, and she thought all his thoughts for him. She made him a new self which was soft but cool too, the lips set in his soft cheeks glued. When she was done playing with him she locked him in his room bound and gagged, having made a playhouse of his mute mind. She designed new outfits every day and made him wear them, cooing at the nice looks as he desperately mumbled and his own sounds grew quieter. Then she made him mumble the way she liked too.
The maintenance men continued their rounds, thinking that the glassy goo dispenser broke and filled the room by itself, pushing out her block prison, so they never discovered him inside.
She read and listened to hypnosis content, clicking through them and looking at spirals. It consumed much of her day, and she got another monitor to use. Eventually a memory arose that she never used to do this. She remembered clicking on a link in an email which led her to one of these sites. But as the information flooded into her brain such thoughts went away.
She stopped using her Mouse but the pages kept changing at a steady pace. It turned out that the email must have infected some kind of program too. Her hands twisted at her sides, almost shaking. Cold gooey slime crept up her arm and into her mouth, spreading across her lips and teeth, gagging her after her thoughts were gone.
She thrashed on the seat and blew holes in the silky gunk, groaning. A small device monitoring her controlled the metal slime and it expanded rigid in her mouth. "MMMMFFF, MMMMM" she sounded through the shiny hard gag, but she found it difficult to even form thoughts with all the hypnosis information flooding her brain. More slime slipped onto her hands, sending tendrils to bring them together, hardening, forming thin loops down her arms to restrain them which connected to her chest.
The Agent came into the room who was assigned to her capture. His assignment was physically and mentally trained, so he used the package of strong hypnosis with technological restraints. He came beside her squirming. "Shhh, shut up." She mumbled a reply "mmff mmmph," her cheeks puffing as an internal muzzle was being assembled. He put a rubbery strip of high quality black tape on her mouth to lock it shut with a second skin. Her legs thrashed as loops formed around them. He caressed her body as the legs squirmed. "Much more pleasant like this instead of as an Enemy" "mmff" His robotic device alerted him to the discovery of a small device hidden just below her palm. "So you did have an escape I prevented, a good win." He said, studying information about the danger alert Beacon to her organization. "MMmmmhhhhnn" she sounded, not only having forgotten how to unlock the skincolor cover, she struggled to think anything. She stiffly kicked out and grunted as he rubbed her legs. "Such smooth skin, better to focus on."
After he felt her more she was in his van on the way to a Depot of the agency. After being unloaded into the waiting arms of an assistant she became known as A783. Moving past storage containers, she was brought to a processing room.
The assistant was masked, hobbled, and in a stiff rubber uniform like a nurse's outfit. She unlocked the captured operative's loops and her leg immediately went into the assistant's face. Her fighting instincts were very active, and her opponent stood no chance especially with her outfit handicapping her. She was laid out on the steel table unconscious, the operative having freed her arms with the unlocker. Then she moved on to using her key card on the room's Locker, but with her mental silencing it was difficult. By the time the door was opened the assistant was coming to. Her hand shot onto the mouth and pinched the nose, squeezing her beautiful face which seemed to have makeup tattooed. She put an expanding ball in her mouth and glued her lips, wrapping tape over the mouth as the cheeks swelled. She used a knife to cut the stiff uniform into pieces, placing them one by one on the mouth and under the chin and wrapping them with the yellow tape, forming a large muzzle. A piece went between her hands, they were glued together and the same happened to her feet, knees and elbows. The assistant was dragged up to a storage container, A783 struggled with the lock and brought her inside. In addition to compartments of supplies there was a modular room for Facility buildings. She unlocked it, opened the left living cell and put the assistant inside, hooking her up. She came to as the operative was leaving the small room, waving her stiffly bundled hands and grunting almost inaudibly. She put a finger to her own taped mouth to shush the assistant. She shut the door and broke the electronic lock, its screen going out.
She looked out of the storage container and saw a black haired girl walking down the pathway between them as wide as a road, sneaking into the depot which was already understaffed. The operative quickly but silently got down to the ground level.
The girl walked through the pathway having gathered tools for breaking into the storage containers for anything valuable. Suddenly a mask was pulled over her face and it expanded into her mouth. She grunted as her hands were taped together above her face and she was dragged into the shadows. When she appeared again her ankles, elbows and knees were tightly taped up, her mouth was held, and she was being brought to the open storage container. Her stiff arms waved upwards.
The girl was placed in the right cell. Her masked face puffed up but she was ignored and the lock was broken too. She went back to the processing room.
Her Rush driven by instincts wore off and she realized she couldn't think. When she tried her own thoughts sounded like "Mmmmmmmph". She tried to pull off the black rubber tape but it didn't come off. She cried into the mirror.
The director device of the goo finished coordinating the internal gagging and detected that the operative was free. It sent out a signal and alerted one of the storage boxes. More goo seeped out of various colors. Soon after it dragged her out of the processing room with blobs on her hands and feet.
She was brought to their storage box and into a containing room with blinding white light, the room overloading organic and digital senses besides that of the goo devices.
They gradually constructed themselves around her figure guided by various devices. Her arms merged to her chest and her legs merged together, temporarily reshaping her body to make it particularly impossible to get out. Her mute mind was now covered with new messages serving as her new thoughts as her useless struggling continued and became even less intelligent. She thought messages like "I will become sexy and useful, I will be bound, gagged, and obedient to the Facility, I will become an assistant". Her bindings grew and strengthened and her mind became totally overcome with hypnosis, the struggling ending. By the time she left the room she would no longer be A783.
The imprisoned assistant slowly thrashed around on the ground. The room was impossible to escape and it would take a while to get out of the restraints. She looked into her mirror, and as her assistant programming broke up in the adverse conditions for brief moments she weeped to see herself like this.
Weeks later, she was kicking on the connecting wall of the cells with her legs still taped, which was much weaker. The blackhair girl looked through the hole made with the faint lights glittering in her eyes. The assistant couldn't escape, but she still had someone to bind and train. A week later, she wrapped tape on the mask and put her on the table.
