Get Dumber (Nanoha Bimbofication) (Patreon)

(This one I got a bit carried away with, and it got too long to call a 'short' of any kind, so I've agreed with the requester to split it into two parts and sort the rest later!)

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Quattro was not the type to believe that revenge was a dish best served cold. No, the sadistic combat cyborg was much more into the concept of blazing hot vengeance, delivered upon all of her enemies in as cruel and direct a way as possible. She was just kind of a monster like that. Really took after her dad.

Which was why when word of her escape from jail reached the ears of the former Riot Force 6, not a single one of them hesitated to jump back into action. The Number may have been defeated, and she was surely bereft of resources, but she was a dangerous, intelligent, and above all vicious woman, who would be a threat to everyone around her until she was recaptured.

Look, forcing a mother to fight her daughter in a brutal death match while using her to power an ancient ship you were using to tear down the galactic government and kill as many people as you could… It left an impression on people. Some of the Numbers were decent people who had been in bad circumstances, easily redeemed when given the chance. Quattro? Not so much.

Fortunately, the TSAB wasn’t about to let such a high-level fugitive run loose for long. High priority was put on her recapture, and the full resources of a multi-dimension spanning military were soon brought to bear, investigating her trail and hunting her down. For all of her cunning, there was nowhere the fiendish cyborg could run – at least, not for long.

Soon, they had a location. An old, abandoned lab on an otherwise uninhabited world. A good place to lay low, if she’d been given the chance, but not good enough to escape the long arm of the law. And now that she’d been located, it was time to bring her in.

Naturally, there was no one better for the job that the former combat officers of Riot Force 6. They knew her tactics, they knew her tech, and they were some of the best in the business. Within an hour of a confirmation on Quattro’s presence, a plan had been drawn up, and the go had been given. The Aces were flying high.

They would break down into two teams – on one, Nanoha, Fate, and Signum, as their most… direct appliers of force (outside of Vita who would obviously be guarding Hayate, duh), would be storming the lab head on. On the other, everyone else would be establishing a permitter to make sure that their quarry couldn’t sneak away, all overseen by Hayate in unison mode, ready to reduce the entire region to molten slag if she tried anything funny.

They were taking this seriously. Everyone loved Vivio after all.

…

The entrance of the lab was quiet, the dust on the ground undisturbed. The door was solid, the walls firm. A small, narrow path led in, forcing any party to march in single file if they wanted to go deeper. It was, with the bare minimum of inspection, an obvious place for a trap.

Thus, the party elected to make their own entrance through the roof.

BOOM

Fate summoned a wind spell to clear the air, letting the smoke part for their entry. The room they had blasted their way into was… Well, now it was covered in rubble, but it looked like it had once been one of the main labs, full of technical equipment and gear. “Well, she definitely knows we’re coming now.”

“Good.” Nanoha Takamichi was a woman well known for her big heart and understanding nature. Honestly, seeing her genuinely angry? Very scary. Very, very scary.

“Ooohhh, what a wonderful expression!” Alas, to a certain kind of person, such hostility was just a turn-on. Quattro’s smirking face appeared, shimmering into being on a dozen screens and monitors dotted around the room. “Is that for little old me? Oh tell me it is~ Don’t be jealous, F, I’d be delighted to share with you~”

Annnd that got an upgrade to the intensity of Fate’s glare going too. What a wonderful day to be a monster.

Sadly, that was when Signum stepped in, her severe expression as stony as ever. “Quattro. You are surrounded. Escape is impossible. If you surrender peacefully now, you will not be harmed. I advise you to do so.” The pink haired knight gave a pointed look over her shoulder towards the two very angry looking aces. “Otherwise, we cannot be held responsible for the consequences.”

“Oh booo.” The Number rolled her eyes. “They brought the boring one in too, huh? Miss gruff and serious, I wonder what your buttons are! Maybe we’ll find out as we go~” She giggled and leaned forward, giving the whole infiltration party the side eye. “Now what’s the classic line, hm? I’m not trapped in here with you, you…” She pressed a button, and through the hole in the roof the trio saw a shimmering energy shield appear, covering the entire building like a dome. “… Are trapped in here with me! Isn’t that fun?”

Nanoha stepped forward. “You know, Quattro…” Her tone was light, almost friendly. “Last time you stuck yourself in a secure location with me, it didn’t end so well for you…”

That finally seemed to break the Number’s smug image. “Listen here, you little bitc-!”

Alas, whatever she wanted to snarl at the group would have to wait, as a sudden swarm of pink and yellow bolts – from Nanoha and Fate’s fingers, respectively – shattered every screen, monitor, and camera in the room.

“Oops.” The Ace of Aces blew the smoke off her hand. “Guess we’ll just have to go see what she had to say in person.”

“Seems so.” Fate brushed her white cape back and adjusted her grip on Bardiche. “Though I doubt she’ll make that easy.”

As if on cue, the walls of the lab suddenly rolled down, exposing a horde of armed drones, all ready to open fire on the intruders.

“I blame you for this, Testarossa.”

“Oh you wanted more of a fight anyway.”

And then the shooting started. Blue blasts rained down on the trio, who leaped into motion, their shields and barrier jackets protecting them from the worst of the attacks. Yellow light, pink beams, and blazing strikes lit the room and smashed through the robotic horde, quickly scything through the drones with little difficulty, only for them to be replaced by endless duplicates.

An average Friday for an S class mage in the TSAB, essentially. You’d be surprised how many evil geniuses with access to a robot army there were out there. Suffice to say, three of the strongest mages in the local dimensional sea were not feeling hard pressed.

“She doesn’t think these’ll stop us, does she?” Nanoha muttered as she cleared a corridor with a high-powered blast. “They don’t even have AMFs!”

“I doubt she had time to pull together a real fighting force.” Fate shot past her, Bardiche now in blade form, and cut through the half dozen robots trying to swarm into their path. “We found her pretty quickly.”

“I’m not so sure.” And Signum’s follow-up attack, slamming her burning blade into the floor and unleashing a pulse of fiery magic through the room, drove the horde back enough for the three of them to advance deeper into the lair. “Could she really have gathered all of this so quickly?” The three of them drew level, pushing forward to the next barrier. “I suspect she had this place prepared in advance.”

“Wouldn’t shock me.” But if the idea bothered Nanoha, neither her voice or her face betrayed such to her companions. “We’ll just have to deal with that as we go.”

Soon enough, the shooting stopped, the horde falling behind as the three reached the centre of the complex, or at least this level of it – a large open elevator shaft, rising up and sinking down into darkness in both directions. This building was, apparently, a lot larger than it looked.

“Whatever system she’s using to keep that shield up and our allies out has to be located on the top floor,” Fate said, looking upwards. “If she’s planning anything funny, we’ll need to disable it as soon as possible.”

“Mmm. But I know that woman. She’s a coward.” Nanoha was looking down instead. “Quattro won’t be anywhere near the action – she’ll be hidden away as deep as she can go, safe from any danger. And the longer we leave her to her own devices, the worse she’s going to be to deal with.”

Something rattled in the distance. The sound of moving bodies, drawing closer. Something different from the robot hordes that had chased them this far. Signum’s eyes narrowed. “Whichever one we choose, we’ll have to come back through here… Then go ahead, both of you. I’ll deal with whatever else she tries to ambush us with in this room, and join you once it’s clear.”

Fate glanced at the shaft again. “Should we really split up? There’s strength in numbers…”

But Nanoha was resolute. “It’s the best way of getting this done before she causes more harm.” She looked to the others. “Good luck. See you both soon, okay?”

The blonde and pink haired women nodded – and then the three split. One shooting upwards, the other dropping into the abyss below, while the last stayed behind to hold the line. Three woman, three tasks. As the finest officers in the entire fleet, how could anything hope to stop them?

…

Fate flew through the shaft like lightning, far too fast for the meagre defences in place to react to. In a flash, she was at the top, slicing her way through the thick metal doors that protected the computer mainframe. They fell apart in a glowing red-hot pile of scrap and slag. One couldn’t expect mere doors to slow down the fastest Ace.

She stepped through into the computing chamber – and then stopped, blinking in confusion. What was… What was this?!

She’d expected terminals and devices, maybe the odd bit of crackling electricity, the standard in these kinds of places. And they were there, but, not quite how she expected. Six terminals were dotted around the room, large and intimidating machines, glowing with magic and digital screens. And of the six, five of them were… occupied.

Each machine had a woman strapped to them, locked in with metal restraints that swallowed their arms and legs. Each woman had a distinctive figure – large chests, and heavy hips, all wrapped up in pink body suits that reminded Fate of the blue outfits the Numbers had worn during the Scaglietti incident. Their heads were framed by long, blonde hair, but more than that she couldn’t see – their faces were obscured by obscuring visors extending from the machines, which covered everything from their mouths up.

Those mouths, though. All of them were in expressions of utter bliss – smiles so wide that most of them seemed to be drooling, with occasional moans echoing through the chamber. And that was probably because of the way the machines were treating them. Suction cups around their breasts, and a suspicious sound of buzzing between their legs.

This was certainly not the computer room Fate had been anticipating. And unfortunately, that fact was just enough to stun her long enough for Quattro’s trap to strike. Before she could recover, a clear glass tube, just wide enough to contain her, slammed down from the ceiling, trapping her in its embrace.

“How do you stop the stop the fastest woman in the world? Give her a nice shock!” Quattro’s voice cackled through the room as her face appeared on another holographic screen, hovering in front of the trapped Enforcer. “Heh, get it, Lightning lady? Oh whatever, I know my sense of humour’s too advanced for you. So hey, how do you like my Dumbers~?”

In such tight quarters, actually slashing with Bardiche was all but impossible, but Fate still tried. It accomplished little – nothing more than small glowing lines on the glass that faded in moments, leaving no trace behind. Whatever material this had been built from, it was tough. If she was going to escape, she’d have to build up magical power to do so – which meant humouring the sociopathic combat cyborg for a bit.

“Dumbers?” The blonde enforcer pursed her lips, and then looked around, her eyes widening. “You mean these… creatures?”

Quattro’s smile brightened. “That’s them! My latest design of combat cyborg. More power, more stamina, much, much less brains. Sort of like us Numbers, but… dumber. Heehee.” She leaned forward. “They were a little pet project of mine before you, you know, sent us to jail. Fortunately I set things up so they could keep going in my absence – and now, look how they’ve blossomed! Aren’t they lovely?”

“Combat cyborgs?” Now Fate just looked plain disbelieving. She took another glance. “Could these women even hold a weapon with such bodies…?”

“You’d be surprised.” The Number’s grin was getting far too big. “They have very good combat routines installed. But their real use is their dim little minds.” And this part made her giggle. “See, they’re so stupid, they barely use any of their actual brains! Which means that all of that lovely grey matter is basically free – as long as you possess a certain degree of advanced neurological information…” She adjusted her glasses proudly. “Free to put to work as extra processing power for whatever kind of processing you need done. For example, right now, these lovely ladies are powering the shield that’s keeping you in here, and doing a wonderfully efficient job of it! Ah, my genius shocks even myself.”

Quattro was quite lost in her bragging, which suited Fate just fine. Her rambles were a good source of information – though the picture her words painted was horrifying. Somehow, the woman had managed to pull together a small army of apparently advanced combat cyborgs, with capabilities more advanced than the ones faced during the Scaglietti incident. How? How was that possible?

“These people…” She spoke softly, hands pressing against the glass of her prison as she peered out of it. “There’s no way you could have created this many cyborgs so quickly through your normal methods. How did you make so many?”

There was a gleam in Quattro’s eye as she answered. “Oh, you want to see how I make my Dumbers? I’d be delighted to show you~”

The sinister tone put Fate on guard – but before she could react, something slammed down from above. A helmet, wrapping around her head and covering her eyes, connected to something in the ceiling. “Ngh! What-?!?”

“Now now,” Quattro’s voice echoed through her skull, playing through speakers next to her ears. “No more talking, F! Just settle down and watch the show~”

And before the enforcer could respond, the show began. Lights flashed in her eyes, bright and stunning, just as loud music started blasting into her ears. The onslaught was immediately all consuming and overwhelming, flooding through her senses to the point where the rest of the world vanished from her awareness.

Fate struggled, of course, quickly reaching up to try to pull the helmet off – but it was firmly strapped on, and with the growing disorientation in her skull, she found herself fumbling as she tried to free herself. It was as if weakness was seeping into her muscles, her grip slipping as her fingers refused to respond to her. As the haze in her head grew thicker, the feeling spread, her arms slowly dropping limp at her sides, her legs turning to jelly as she slumped against the side of the tube, only barely staying upright.

“Wha… Whaaaat’s…” Her lips slurred, her tongue feeling three times thicker than her mouth, eyelids fluttering.

“Here, let’s help you get off your feet!”

“Mmph!” Suddenly something circular – some kind of tube? – shoved itself between her slack lips. Then there was a great rush of water, and the blonde enforcer felt herself being swept up in the flash flood. In moments, she was suspended, hanging limply in some kind of fluid.

“There we go. And now you’re nice and passive, we can start the process proper~” Quattro’s voice bubbled in Fate’s ears, but the enforcer could barely focus on it, her head to thick with fuzz and static. She knew, distantly, that she needed to do something about all this, but the thoughts were weak and flickering, like a candle flame placed by an open window, hard to track and even harder to hear.

And then it almost went out entirely as the lights flashing in her eyes suddenly snapped to twisting pink spirals. Already stunned, Fate felt only a brief moment of confusion at the sight, before she started finding it very… hard… to…

… think…

The blonde shuddered as robotic tendrils snaked into the fluid around her, extending from the ceiling and floor. Two wrapped around her arms and held them out, two more securing her legs. A further two gently cut her suit away, her barrier jacket falling before a combination of anti-magic fields and cutting lasers, though they were all very careful not to scratch the skin. And then, once the last of her magical coverings had been pulled away, another two, these two significantly more flexible in design, slid up between her thighs, and slipped inside her undefended holes.

She shook, her body reacting in shock even as the spirals pulsed harder into her mind and sapped her understanding of what was happening – and then shook harder still as two more tendrils armed with large suction cups locked over her breasts and began to massage her suddenly incredibly sensitive flesh. Pleasure pounded into her brain, the enforcer’s body being played like a fiddle, while her mind was awash in sensation and spirals.

“Lovely!” Quattro’s voice wasn’t truly being heard by her victim at this point, but she liked to talk anyway. “Now that you’re all softened up, here’s phase 2!”

Energy crackled through the liquid, Fate’s body stiffening in her restraints as magical power flowed into her. Normally, it was something she could have resisted, or even fought off with her own magic – but with her mind currently struggling to even string so much as a single thought together, overwhelmed with delightful sensation, there was no chance of that happening. Instead, her flesh simply had to accept it as a tingling feeling built up through her body.

Still, though – some part of her resisted, deep inside. Tried to work out how to break herself free of this trap. Tried to remember how to think.

“Mmm, you were always so smart, F,” Quattro giggled, hungry eyes eating up every inch of her view. “Now let’s turn those smarts into something more useful!” Her fist slammed down on her console, activating the next stage, and a bolt of power slammed down the tube straight into Fate’s head.

The blonde threw her head back in shock at the impact, but there was no pain. Just a sudden fizzy, bubbling feeling inside her brain, a pressure growing bigger and bigger, swelling up in the space between her slow-moving thoughts. For a moment, she felt an absent kind of confusion, trying to comprehend what was happening despite the spiral still stealing her awareness, and then-

Pop!

“Mmmhmmpphh!!!” A wanton moan erupted from Fate’s lips, juices squirting from her lower lips as the pressure in her head burst in an explosion of pleasure, sending her body quivering and shaking despite the tendrils holding her. And, unnoticed, her breasts and ass began to swell, fed by knowledge stolen from her mind and transformed into curves.

What was noticed, though, was on that deepest, firmest level, where Fate’s legendary willpower still held out. There, the woman, still struggling to think, realised something…

‘Can think… clearer…!’

Yes! Somehow, that lovely wave of pleasure had cleared her head, if only for a moment… She’d been able to think! Then, if she wanted to think more, she just needed to feel like that again!

It was a simple goal, but an easy one, as she could already feel that pressure building in her head again, like static electricity gathering around wool. The pleasure thrusting tentacles in her ass and cunt seemed to make it gather faster, so she gave in to them fully, allowing them to pump her body fuller and fuller, until…

Pop! Pop!

Two bursts this time, both as powerful as the one before, nearly leaving the enforcer completely insensate. She came again, harder than ever before, her scream of ecstasy released as a thick stream of bubbles – and once again, her curves grew larger as her brain shrank.

Because of course, as entranced and bewildered as Fate was, she had, alas, misunderstood her situation. It wasn’t that the pleasure was clearing her mind and allowing her to think again – it was that said pleasure was slowly stupefying her mind down to such a basic thing that her thoughts became so utterly basic and small that they seemed to go faster! It was much easier to think ‘Me like feel good’ than it was to try to remember how she’d gotten here or who she was, after all.

Pop! Pop! Pop!

But realising that was now well and truly beyond the once stunningly intelligent, and now merely stunningly stupid, enforcer. Instead of realising something so obvious, she delighted in how well her plan was working, and lent into it even harder! She surrendered her body and mind to Quattro’s machine happily, climaxing again and again, trading memories and knowledge for pleasure and curves, her figure swelling all the while. Soon, her boobs and butt were pressing up against the edges of her glass prison, and her ‘thoughts’ were very simple indeed.

‘Mm! Ah~! So good! Fuck me! Fuck me!’

“Ooohhh, I think you’re just about done!” Quattro giggled from her command console. “Looking nice and dumb. Time for the grand finale!” She hit the last trigger.

Unseen by Fate – both because of the helmet that was still beaming captivating spirals into her eyes, and because the blonde was just the plain oblivious by this point – a bright pink glow began to rise along one of the tentacles. Slowly it threaded upwards, around and between the heroine’s legs, until it finally reached its destination, and plunged into her soaking nethers.

‘Fuck m-!!!’

Pink surged up her spine like a lightning bolt and hit her brain dead on, erasing whatever simple thoughts may have been left inside it and sparking the biggest climax of the mage’s life!

“MMMMHHHHP!!!”

POP!

“Annnd that should do it! Let’s take a look at you now~” The tube lifted, allowing the water within it to rush away. Carefully, the mechanical tentacles lowered the blond down to the ground, setting her on the floor before releasing her. As they slipped away, another pair rose out of the floor and sprayed her down with a pink mist – one that congealed on her body and formed into a skin-tight pink bodysuit, just like the ones all the Dumbers were wearing.

Finally, the helmet detached, lifting off her head and back into the roof, revealing her face to the world once more. Not much had changed there, save that her eyes were now pink spirals, their influence permanently imprinted on her, and her mouth hung open in a wide stupid smile, drool dripping off of her extended tongue down into the cavernous cleavage canyon of her tits.

No, it was the rest of her body that had changed. Her tits, as mentioned, had grown to titanic titty proportions, while her ass had plumped out to a heavy heart shape. Any muscles she had cultivated had disappeared, and the serious countenance of one of the universe’s greatest investigators was utterly destroyed.

Just another bimbo for the bunch~

“Perfect! Oooh, I knew you wouldn’t let me down, F. You were always such a good specimen.” Quattro sounded delighted. “I can’t wait to play with you properly – but I have to sort out the rest of your friends first. So, be a good girl, and hook yourself into the last terminal there. I’ll deal with you properly later.”

The pink-suited blonde – who wouldn’t have recognized the name ‘Fate’ any more – saluted, though her dumb grin never faded. “At once Mistress!”

And without a thought or moment of hesitation, she walked over to the empty machine and did just that, sliding into its embrace with mechanical precision – the programming that the spiral had beamed into her head taking full hold. Soon, her arms and legs were restrained, a new helmet had covered her face, and to her delight, new vibrators were sliding up into her sensitive folds.

The delight wouldn’t last for long – soon, her holes would be full and buzzing, and her teeny, tiny mind would rendered utterly blank from pleasure, leaving the rest of her brain perfect for the lab’s defence system to use. Soon, she’d be one of the six main components keeping her allies at bay, and keeping her beloved trapped. But she didn’t know, or remember that anymore. All she cared about was her next fuck.

The machine didn’t disappoint her.