Olivia's Nanos

Olivia gritted her teeth. Then she began.

The liquid was viscous, black and like a goo that all at once stuck to her hands and slid off at the same time. It was solid like hardened wax, sleek like latex, pliable like putty, and thick as oil, all while slopping around the container. It was a very strange liquid- a liquid that Olivia had never seen the likes before.

That was, perhaps, because the substance was not a liquid at all.

Mimetic nanofluid constructors- creatively shortened to MNCs- were a revolutionary technology. It had many uses, many practical applications in the industrial fields and in scientific exploration and analysis. The military already had ordered several tons, despite the lab saying that it would be better off measured by liters. The corporate world had leapt to redesigning its newest products to incorporate this technology in order to revolutionize their businesses.

Of course, Olivia, being Olivia, came up with the brilliant idea of using said revolutionary experimental technology to pleasure herself and appease her fetishes. The ground-breaking nanotechnology was about to be lathered over her skin and shoved in her orifices.

Normally she wouldn’t do this, but…

Olivia flickered a smile over her face, just for a moment, before it gave way to a sharp gasp. The cold goo that she had scooped up elicited juddering sensations across her skin, like an ice cold honey or skin cream. She spread it slowly over her naked body. Slowly, slowly. It was an expensive substance after all, and although technically Olivia hadn’t paid for this particular laboratory batch that she had “borrowed” from work that day, it wouldn’t do to simply dump it all over her and risk some of that precious liquid scuttling off into the drain to do who-knew-what.

She lathered it all over every inch of her body except her face and ears, not hesitating to shove fingers dripping with the stuff into her slit and asshole. It was… a unique experience. Olivia felt the nanos begin their routine that she had pre-programmed beforehand. Up they went into her, coating her insides as they went. Slick her insides became, alien, as the liquid passively invaded her, caring not to push or prod or poke too much inside, but still making fearsome progress at any rate.

Sleek black shimmered over her plain brown bun, the nanos encircling each and every hair. Her hair unraveled to a glistening length around her back and elbows, but before Olivia could do much to admire them she noticed the liquid hardening over the skin of her hands and belly and- well, everywhere. It gave her skin a smooth, lustrous quality- like a fusion of rubber, metal, and flesh coming into existence as a paper-thin coating over her body. The feeling playing across Olivia’s skin was like breaths of wind, and the dripping of droplets of water.

But she would be able to enjoy that later. Olivia was determined to get this done, fulfill this strange kink of hers once and for all. She dipped her pinkies into the nanofluids, then unabashedly shoved them into her nostrils. The liquid seeped up, momentarily cutting off her very oxygen intake, before melding itself to her voicebox and diving down her esophagus. It was a strangling feeling, but after it was all done all discomfort faded, the nanos neutralizing any irritations.

The same went for her mouth. Olivia cupped her hands with the MNCs and made as if to drink, swilling it around in her mouth to let the little microscopic bots do their work in coating her teeth and tongue. Then she gulped, and the stream of nanos going down her throat met the nanos coming up from her anus in her gut, and fused with a pleasant and warm pulse in her stomach.

Next came the slight uncomfortable pressure that formed as Olivia’s trachea slowly was consumed by black. Of course, the nanos knew better than to wander into the delicate framework of her lungs, but they instantly created a flexible filter that let air pass easily through from her mouth. A similar filter formed at the back of her mouth, not far enough up front to get in the way of her teeth and tongue, but large enough to filter poisonous gases and unwanted substances. This latter addition was from the military version Olivia had been tasked with programming herself- of course, she had no real use to it, but for some reason that quiet, not-so-silenced breathing that the throat filters allowed turned her on. She could also breathe without her mouth or nose, which would come in handy for the later part of her little operation…

Now the eyes. Olivia held up her fingers expectantly, much in the same way a person would hold contacts. And as if by magic, two black semi-spheres formed like miniature bowls at her fingertips. As she watched the inside of the contacts turned a milky white.

There was no hesitation as she slid them in. The contacts were as cool as eyedrops and fitted themselves in without any difficulty. For an instant, Olivia was rendered blind. Then the world slowly faded back into being around her, the objects slightly fuzzy as if observed from behind misted glass panes.

Olivia blinked, then looked down at her feet where her three special appliances were. She held them aloft- matte black, made of similar MNC science, all except more… solid. She inserted one narrow egg-shaped one into her tight asshole, another tube into her urethra, and finally a custom molded, pliable shape into her vagina. Once the three parts were in, the liquid MNCs covering her body inside and out swept in to anchor them to her. The connections were created. An airy breeze blew over Olivia’s not-so-naked body anymore, and she lifted her hands up to smear the shining black over her face. Two shiny hands, quite unlike her own, lathered it all over her like a strange, dark lotion. It covered her entirely, melding with the nanos already inside her mouth and nostrils. The goo melded her eyelids shut, her mouth closed, covered her ears. But at the same time, Olivia could still see thanks to her contacts, which maintained a live video feed with the nanos covering her face, and hear- albeit with a slight, buzzing static sound. The goo shaped itself under her fingers until her face resembled the smooth expressionless gaze and simple features of a mannequin.

Now she was completely covered in the MNCs, head-to-toe in all encompassing, twilight black. But the process was not complete yet- Olivia still had one more step to make. She was all covered and suited and merged with the nanos until she could hardly tell where the flood of viscous technology ended and her actual body began- but the final touch, the transformation, was at hand…