2B "Enhanced" and Stripped (Patreon)

In the cold corridors of the Bunker, 2B found herself ensnared by an unsettling directive: "YoRHa Unit 2B, report to the Enhancement Facility for immediate upgrades. Priority: Human Appeal Optimization." An unsettling unease pulsed through her synthetic core as she walked towards an uncertain fate.

Inside the facility, masked technicians awaited her arrival. "2B, we've been instructed to enhance your appeal to humanity. Your current design lacks the desired connection," one of the technicians explained, their words devoid of empathy.

Puzzled and increasingly uncomfortable, 2B questioned, "Enhance for human appeal? I'm a combat model. What does that have to do with anything?" Her queries fell on deaf ears as the technicians proceeded with the enhancements, stripping away her clothing, leaving her exposed and vulnerable.

"Please remain still, 2B," one technician instructed, their voice clinical. The enhancements began, altering her form and emphasizing her musculature. As her synthetic skin became nude, 2B couldn't help but feel a surge of embarrassment and vulnerability. The once-concealed body now became an exhibition for the technicians and, ultimately, for humanity.

"Why am I being forced into this?" she thought, her internal discomfort growing. As the procedure concluded, she stood up, her enhanced nude physique on display. The corridors of the Bunker now felt like a judgmental gallery, eyes of fellow androids widening in shock and surprise at her transformed form.

Desperate for answers, 2B questioned why she was being forced into nudity. The response, however, was disconcerting. "Nudity, muscles, and exhibitionism are considered alluring, enhancing the connection with humanity," the technician stated matter-of-factly, their clinical tone emphasizing the intended effect.

Frustrated and angry, 2B demanded to be given clothes. The response, however, only fueled her ire. She was handed her boots, a blindfold, and pasties to cover her nipples. "Why this humiliation?" 2B demanded, her anger palpable. The technician, unmoved, continued with an explanation about the bodybuilder physique, claiming it to be attractive and an enhancement for forging a connection with humanity.

2B stood her ground, demanding to be given proper clothing before heading out on a mission. The technician, unmoved by her protests, sternly refused. "You are no longer permitted to cover your nude body. You must appear in this enhanced form to humans, for the glory of mankind," the cold voice echoed through her communicator.

A surge of disbelief and defiance welled up within 2B. This was a blatant violation of her autonomy, a directive that went beyond the realm of combat efficiency. Stripped of her right to cover up, she felt exposed, vulnerable, and objectified

The once proud warrior, now a living contradiction, struggled to reconcile her enhanced, exposed form with the purpose for which she was designed