[Episode 131252] [Episode 131252]
"Your clothes will interfere with synchronization process," the labcoated blonde who was apparently named Dr. Akagi explained, "We can't introduce any foreign objects into the entry-plug."
Asuka looked around. The NERV personnel still left in the EVA-cage was entirely female and most of them were techs busy preparing the giant robot for its launch. The rest including her mother, Commander Ikari, the Katsuragi madwoman, and the Akagi mad-scientist were staring at her expectantly.
Fine.
With a theatrical sigh she began to undress.
"The underwear too," Dr. Akagi prompted.
Asuka stripped.
Finally she was completely naked. She affected an air of calm maturity pretending that this was entirely normal and that she was above such childish things like covering her breasts and sex from view when there was much more important things going on.
Dr. Akagi opened the entry-plug for her. It was dark on the inside and half filled with a slimy looking liquid.
"The cockpit is full of snot" Asuka observed dryly.
"That is Link Connection Liquid," she was told by Dr. Akagi, "Its purpose is to assist the synchronization process and act as an shock absorbent."
"G-forces," Asuka realized, "A giant robot jumping up and down would feel worse than any roller coaster for anyone inside. If I tripped and had the robot fall on its face It would be like falling from a tall building."
If the connection-snot was to protect her life she guessed she could she could live with it. She still did not like it though.
Gingerly she stepped into entry plug. The stuff felt even worse than it looked. Right now she was glad that she had stripped of her dress. She could never have worn anything again that had come into contact with it. Sitting down she was immersed in it to her waist.
The seat felt leathery beneath her and the absence of an form of illumination inside the entry plug was not putting her at ease.
Had something moved in the snot at her feet? It was hard to tell in this viscous stuff. It might just have been a reflected ripple caused by herself. She tried to sit very still.
"How do I steer the robot without any levers, instruments or view screens," Asuka asked commenting on the total lack of any controls in the cockpit.
"You will control the Eva directly with your thoughts and receive input the same way," Dr Akagi explained in the process of closing the entry plug, "In fact you should already have some small awareness of the Eva just from sitting in there."
Asuka could feel something. Like a faint echo of her own body. standing instead sitting down.
Dr. Akagi finally closed the entry-plug and it went pitch black inside.
"Wait, how do you turn on the lights," She yelled.
She tried very hard not to descend in claustrophobic hysterics as she felt the plug moving into the EVA's back.
"The entry plug is supposed to be dark on the inside. The sensory deprivation will help you concentrate on the Eva's body instead of your own. " Dr Akagi's voice told her from a speaker besides her head.
This calmed her down. As the entry plug came to a rest she felt her awareness of the robot's body increasing. It was still just a very faint echo, but without much distraction from her real body she could definitely feel it.
"Entry plug secured, Synchronization at 7%," A female voice announced.
Not Dr. Akagi; Asuka thought that it might have been her mousy assistant who had looked at her funny when she had stripped, but she was not sure.
There! Asuka gasped and stifled a scream. This time she was sure that she had felt something move.
"Pilot harness engaged." The voice announced as a leathery cable warped around her waist and chest securing her against her seat.
Asuka realized that she had almost panicked because of a simple seat-belt.
When she felt other cables winding around her wrists and ankles she managed not to startle even without the voice telling her that Pilot-restraints were now engaged.
It made sense. It would be very inconvenient if her real arms and legs moved around every time she tried to make the robots limbs move.
"LCL feed activate, chamber is being flooded." The voice recited from her checklist.
Asuka realized that LCL must mean the snot and that her entry plug was slowly filling up with it. She had heard about breathable fluids that were developed for deep-sea-divers, but this stuff seemed far too viscous to work in her lungs.
"Hey! she demanded are you trying to drown me?" she demanded.
"Not at all Asuka." Dr. Akagi's voice reassured her. "We will make sure that you get all the oxygen you need."
The other voice added: "Pilot Intubation commences."
Asuka had only time for a disbelieving gasp before a leathery tube pressed itself between her lips, into her mouth and down her throat.
"Don't struggle Asuka. This is for your own good." Dr. Akagi advised.
Asuka would have like to reply to the good doctor and share some of her opinions with her about this procedure, but unfortunately she was to gagged to form an articulate response.
"LCL flooding completed, Synchronization at 18%," the voice was strangely distorted through the LCL.
"The next step is normally meant to keep the pilot supplied with nutrients during long-term deployments, but we might as well include it if we are making this the shake down cruise," Dr. Akagi could be heard over the speakers.
"Ok, sempai." The other voice replied, "anal probe engaged."
Say What ?!
Asuka wanted to shout and struggle and stop this madness, but unfortunately she could not do anything and had to helplessly endure as something pressed against her anus. She tried resisting but the probe easily overcame her clenched muscles and forced its way into her tight rear-passage. Slowly the invader wriggled its way deep into her bowls.
She tried to view the situation completely clinical and as somebody not directly involved in order to keep calm and escape the horror of what was happening to her. It was all very logical and efficient. She would be supplied rectally with everything she needed. If adequately prepared nutrients could be absorbed into the bloodstream directly through the intestinal walls without needing to pass through her mouth and stomach.
Fine, but that did not mean that she had to like it or feel comfortable with it.
"Synchronization at 31%," came the helpful comment from the deranged helper of the mad scientist.
Yes, Asuka was more aware of her EVA body now, but only because she had tried not to concentrated on not feeling her real body. What did they plan to do? Make her so uncomfortable that she would flee her body completely?
"Asuka your synchronization rating is pretty high for a beginner, but you still have only one fourth of your awareness in the EVA-body. That is not enough to steer it reliably under battle conditions." The mad scientist herself informed Asuka. "Luckily we have planed for this contingency. The Eva will stimulate your body with its internal appendages and achieve and overload situation that will wholly transfer your consciousness into the EVA's body."
Asuka had trouble understanding what that was supposed to mean. When she felt things brushing against her restrained body in the darkness the truth slowly began to dawn on her.
They were planing to literally screw her senseless! This was madness!
"I know that it must be hard for you to perform on demand," Akagi told her not even trying to fake empathy very well, "The LCL contains aphrodisiaca, stimulants and other substances that will help you get in the mood and facilitated the stimulation."
Asuka had wondered why she had not completely flipped out just yet. They had drugged her into calmly accepting what was happening to her. And now that doctor had mentioned Asuka did realize that she was feeling a lot more stimulated than the situation warranted.
"Tactile pilot stimulation engaged," came the assistance's voice.
The invisible appendages went from lightly brushing against her to stroking and fondling and Asuka realized to her shame and horror that she was indeed feeling slightly aroused from the treatment against her will.
Her breasts were wrapped and squeezed and she could feel something latching onto her erect nipples. There also was movement between her legs, touching her softly in her most intimate place.
She tried to tell herself that her increasing arousal under theses circumstances was a perfectly normal biological function of her body. It was not her fault. It did not say anything about herself. It was just her traitorous human body hardwired by aeons of evolution to react in a certain way to what was done to it.
Then the announcement came: "Initiating pilot penetration."
There was a brief moment between panic, horror and relief that the teasing was finally over before she was indeed penetrated. Then as she felt herself being filled most conscious thought fled completely overwhelmed by the unfamiliar sensations.
She distantly could hear another announcement before the foreign invader began to swell and rhythmically pulse inside her. Then the things in her mouth and ass joined in with the pulsing.
Almost without her willing it the struggles of her restrained body turned into rhythmic thrusts designed to maximize the pleasure she was receiving.
There was only a tiny part of her left still fighting what was happening to her. It was growing increasingly desperate and enraged. Helplessly she was watching as the rest of her became an almost willing participant in her violation.
With the pleasure she could no longer deny she was receiving her anger grew. Anger at the Evangelion, at Dr. Akagi, at her mother, at herself for getting her into this mess and at her body for reacting as it did.
Her consciousness became extremely focused on the pulsing inside of her so that she was only distantly aware of voices or the fact that her EVA was being catapulted to the surface.
The sensations filled her up as her pleasure grew further and further blacking out everything else except her anger.
Until finally... it peaked.
The release freed her from her body and left her with nothing but her anger and complete control of the Evangelions body.
There was only a distant awareness of her human body basking in the afterglow under continued stimulation.
Catches released the Eva from the lift and Asuka staggered forward. She could here Dr. Akagi's commenting on her successful synchronization.
"We have achieved Big-O!" she gleefully yelled, "and it's... Showtime!"
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