TftW: Assimilate This.
TftW: Assimilate This.
Jeri Ryan TG/MC
NOTE:
This is based on personal experiences and the theme is to do with ‘bots’ and similar spam accounts that are made to annoy people or scam them and the tg is of an actress i’ve been wanting to do one of for a while.
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A bot in online terms is basically an account that is automatic and posts nothing but spam posts on forums and sometimes tries to assimilate itself into other websites by supposedly quoting other members or forum threads, these types of accounts are usually set up by nobodies with nothing better to do. And that was who the owner of one such account was, Ezra Jenkins was a bit of a jerkass with no life and little to no intelligence at all, in fact he was a bit of an idiot in general and yet he was the lead man in charge of a series of spam-bot posts which were basically just attempts at impersonating other users.
He was a scruffy looking 34 year old with a bit of weight problem, actually he looked like what would happen if you crossed Oliver Platt with a Wookie due to his hefty build and scruffy and slightly furry body, in fact he looked more like a human/bear hybrid than a legit human being, he even growled like a bear at times. He was moody and aggressive and had trust issues, nobody liked him and he hated that.
Being the inventor of what he viewed as the world’s greatest spam account was all he had going for him since all of his so called friends decided they had enough of his nonsense and moved on, which pissed him off. Of course naturally he thought his bot accounts were all indestructible but little did he know that a virus of sorts had scourging its way through all these types of accounts and altering them, assimilating them into something else.
On the night that virus reached his computer, it had already begun its work - altering his spam-bot accounts into various more useful ones and in addition to this his ‘avatar’ of sorts was the only one of the avatars connected to those accounts that hadn’t been effected. That was until a shock blast from the virus hit that main spam account, the avatar he had slowly began morphing and reshaping itself into a photo of the character Seven of Nine.
“Oh no...don’t tell me…”
“Yes, it’s time….”
“Time for what?”
“Time for the last of your accounts to be assimilated along with you…”
“Assimilated?”
The female voice that emitted from the computer responded back as his main spam account slowly but surely altered to go with his new avatar, altering it into a Borg centric account focused on all things connected to the race in general. Mechanical wires sprouting from the side of the laptop like a pair of arms as he started to panic, he tried to swat the arms away but it was no use, they grabbed him by the chest and pinned him onto the ground.
He squirmed several times as a series of static electrical surges jolted through the screen, the surges then manifested in the form of energy bolts that began to surge through his own body as he yelped and squirmed, as he could feel the arms putting a DNA altering serum into his arm, injecting him and making him feel weak, he struggled many times but the serum began to take effect on him, and what an effect it was.
Starting with his scruffy and dirty looking skin slowly losing imperfections, as the ‘hair’ on it retracted and faded away into the proverbial abyss - being replaced with skin that was smoothening and becoming soft and shiny. His arms slowly lengthening as his hands dwindled in size, his fingernails lengthening as his torso and chest altered to become more lithe, actually his whole body was losing weight and becoming more lithe as all traces of his hefty build melted off him - in addition to this on the latter a pair of round formations were developing, these formations swelled outwards and became what were commonly known as breasts.
His hips inflated as his legs lengthened, his ratty dark grey top slowly shifting into a dark blue gown of sorts with his jeans merging with them and becoming tights, in addition to this his feet shrank down to go with his hands as a pair of platforms materialized on them. He yelped as his privates retracted and were replaced with the more womanish variant, his back gaining an arch to it as he elevated from 5’6 to 5’8, his shoulders folding inward as the changes progressed.
Running his hands through his hair, he could feel what appeared to be platinum blonde hairs fusing with the light brown ones he had, lightening his hairline and his hair in general, slowly but surely turning his hair from light brown to blonde as his eyebrows thinned, his neckline altering as the rest of the changes commenced. His eyes widened as the color shifted from a dark brownish color to a vibrant shade of blue, eyelashes blossoming forth around them as his nose contorted into a more petite one.
His lips slowly puckered and swelled as they contorted, becoming soft and kissable as his cheekbones sharpened, his jaw-line shifted and smoothened as his features altered and feminized, becoming gorgeous and womanly - he did not need his glasses to see that he was now giving off quite the resemblance to actress Jeri Ryan. He shrieked a few times as his voice elevated in octaves, becoming higher but also very womanly and sultry, altering bit by it until he not only resembled her but also sounded like her.
He held his head in agony as traces of who he usually was slowly began to erase themselves from his mind, his memories and thoughts were reprogramming themselves, conditioning him into thinking that he was born like this and that he was always like this...he...or rather...she at this point was definitely thinking that they had been born like this. Traces of Ezra vanished into the proverbial abyss as the newly reprogrammed memories took over.
A few seconds later her transformation was completed and now there was Jeri Ryan in the place of the human male that was there earlier. She smiled a little as the virus’s influence over all of the accounts had now completed, all of the other spam-bot accounts were reprogrammed into being more useful accounts and the main one was now a Borg centric one. Both her and the accounts had been assimilated.
“Assimilation is complete...how do you feel?”
“Better...much better.”
“Good. There is much work to be done here. We have taken care of the main spam-bot accounts and reprogrammed them but there are more of them out there that we need to go after next. It’s going to be a difficult task, do you think you’re up to it?”
“Well I definitely think so…”
“Very well...your next mission begins now…”
And thus with that, Jeri set out to track down more spam-bot accounts using the virus as a means of doing so, within a matter of seconds the virus sniffed out a ton of them and assimilated them into more useful accounts to be part of its web-link network. In addition to this, she issued a warning to all those who use accounts like that.
That warning was one to warn that if they even think about setting up any more of them, that they’d end up being assimilated by her and also their accounts would end up suffering the same fate all the previous ones had. As for what happened to her later, she carried out more missions in the name of keeping computers and the internet in general safe from spyware, spam-bots and other pesky problems that plagued them.
Remember my friends, if someone is using a spam-bot account, you can definitely count on them being tracked down by the virus or by Jeri herself and being assimilated. You can definitely say goodbye to all spam-bot accounts and bot accounts in general once she gets her hands on them - and there will be nothing they can do about it, after all - resistance is futile.
Jeri Ryan TG/MC
NOTE:
This is based on personal experiences and the theme is to do with ‘bots’ and similar spam accounts that are made to annoy people or scam them and the tg is of an actress i’ve been wanting to do one of for a while.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
A bot in online terms is basically an account that is automatic and posts nothing but spam posts on forums and sometimes tries to assimilate itself into other websites by supposedly quoting other members or forum threads, these types of accounts are usually set up by nobodies with nothing better to do. And that was who the owner of one such account was, Ezra Jenkins was a bit of a jerkass with no life and little to no intelligence at all, in fact he was a bit of an idiot in general and yet he was the lead man in charge of a series of spam-bot posts which were basically just attempts at impersonating other users.
He was a scruffy looking 34 year old with a bit of weight problem, actually he looked like what would happen if you crossed Oliver Platt with a Wookie due to his hefty build and scruffy and slightly furry body, in fact he looked more like a human/bear hybrid than a legit human being, he even growled like a bear at times. He was moody and aggressive and had trust issues, nobody liked him and he hated that.
Being the inventor of what he viewed as the world’s greatest spam account was all he had going for him since all of his so called friends decided they had enough of his nonsense and moved on, which pissed him off. Of course naturally he thought his bot accounts were all indestructible but little did he know that a virus of sorts had scourging its way through all these types of accounts and altering them, assimilating them into something else.
On the night that virus reached his computer, it had already begun its work - altering his spam-bot accounts into various more useful ones and in addition to this his ‘avatar’ of sorts was the only one of the avatars connected to those accounts that hadn’t been effected. That was until a shock blast from the virus hit that main spam account, the avatar he had slowly began morphing and reshaping itself into a photo of the character Seven of Nine.
“Oh no...don’t tell me…”
“Yes, it’s time….”
“Time for what?”
“Time for the last of your accounts to be assimilated along with you…”
“Assimilated?”
The female voice that emitted from the computer responded back as his main spam account slowly but surely altered to go with his new avatar, altering it into a Borg centric account focused on all things connected to the race in general. Mechanical wires sprouting from the side of the laptop like a pair of arms as he started to panic, he tried to swat the arms away but it was no use, they grabbed him by the chest and pinned him onto the ground.
He squirmed several times as a series of static electrical surges jolted through the screen, the surges then manifested in the form of energy bolts that began to surge through his own body as he yelped and squirmed, as he could feel the arms putting a DNA altering serum into his arm, injecting him and making him feel weak, he struggled many times but the serum began to take effect on him, and what an effect it was.
Starting with his scruffy and dirty looking skin slowly losing imperfections, as the ‘hair’ on it retracted and faded away into the proverbial abyss - being replaced with skin that was smoothening and becoming soft and shiny. His arms slowly lengthening as his hands dwindled in size, his fingernails lengthening as his torso and chest altered to become more lithe, actually his whole body was losing weight and becoming more lithe as all traces of his hefty build melted off him - in addition to this on the latter a pair of round formations were developing, these formations swelled outwards and became what were commonly known as breasts.
His hips inflated as his legs lengthened, his ratty dark grey top slowly shifting into a dark blue gown of sorts with his jeans merging with them and becoming tights, in addition to this his feet shrank down to go with his hands as a pair of platforms materialized on them. He yelped as his privates retracted and were replaced with the more womanish variant, his back gaining an arch to it as he elevated from 5’6 to 5’8, his shoulders folding inward as the changes progressed.
Running his hands through his hair, he could feel what appeared to be platinum blonde hairs fusing with the light brown ones he had, lightening his hairline and his hair in general, slowly but surely turning his hair from light brown to blonde as his eyebrows thinned, his neckline altering as the rest of the changes commenced. His eyes widened as the color shifted from a dark brownish color to a vibrant shade of blue, eyelashes blossoming forth around them as his nose contorted into a more petite one.
His lips slowly puckered and swelled as they contorted, becoming soft and kissable as his cheekbones sharpened, his jaw-line shifted and smoothened as his features altered and feminized, becoming gorgeous and womanly - he did not need his glasses to see that he was now giving off quite the resemblance to actress Jeri Ryan. He shrieked a few times as his voice elevated in octaves, becoming higher but also very womanly and sultry, altering bit by it until he not only resembled her but also sounded like her.
He held his head in agony as traces of who he usually was slowly began to erase themselves from his mind, his memories and thoughts were reprogramming themselves, conditioning him into thinking that he was born like this and that he was always like this...he...or rather...she at this point was definitely thinking that they had been born like this. Traces of Ezra vanished into the proverbial abyss as the newly reprogrammed memories took over.
A few seconds later her transformation was completed and now there was Jeri Ryan in the place of the human male that was there earlier. She smiled a little as the virus’s influence over all of the accounts had now completed, all of the other spam-bot accounts were reprogrammed into being more useful accounts and the main one was now a Borg centric one. Both her and the accounts had been assimilated.
“Assimilation is complete...how do you feel?”
“Better...much better.”
“Good. There is much work to be done here. We have taken care of the main spam-bot accounts and reprogrammed them but there are more of them out there that we need to go after next. It’s going to be a difficult task, do you think you’re up to it?”
“Well I definitely think so…”
“Very well...your next mission begins now…”
And thus with that, Jeri set out to track down more spam-bot accounts using the virus as a means of doing so, within a matter of seconds the virus sniffed out a ton of them and assimilated them into more useful accounts to be part of its web-link network. In addition to this, she issued a warning to all those who use accounts like that.
That warning was one to warn that if they even think about setting up any more of them, that they’d end up being assimilated by her and also their accounts would end up suffering the same fate all the previous ones had. As for what happened to her later, she carried out more missions in the name of keeping computers and the internet in general safe from spyware, spam-bots and other pesky problems that plagued them.
Remember my friends, if someone is using a spam-bot account, you can definitely count on them being tracked down by the virus or by Jeri herself and being assimilated. You can definitely say goodbye to all spam-bot accounts and bot accounts in general once she gets her hands on them - and there will be nothing they can do about it, after all - resistance is futile.
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