Back Taxes (HSR Topaz TG) (Patreon)

Topaz loved her job, a fact she had to remind herself given the latest duties of it as the IPC had graciously expanded her closet into a full walkway. She would normally be quite excited for so many write-offs to add to her spreads, but it just made her shudder after a month of being the IPC's mascot and primary outreach model. The "outfits" were curated off user data from their systems, every fetish catalogued, ranked and visible in her new closet with some "outfits" stretching the meaning of that word from how little they covered, the writing on the wall clear as she cursed her own naivete.

Worst of all it had been her own idea, noticing their socials always had more engagement when she was doing them or in a spot, thinking people loved her stellar track record or her efficiency and agreeable personality. She hadn't actually read any of the comments until the IPC agreed to make her their head of outreach since they were never exactly popular for their economic strangleholds on the universe, but that rarely stopped her posts from going viral and raising the common favorability ratings a point.

Thiccer than a black hole

WANNA PINCH IT

Punish my bankbook mommy

Topass

It didn't take long for Topaz to realize why all of her posts were so popular, the instant regret offset by a ten point rise in consumer polling the second she became the face of the IPC... Or perhaps she was the ass of it. That's certainly where the cameras were pointing as she did her work these days, but her superior was thankfully more than willing to listen to her alternate proposal even if she couldn't stop the shoots. Miss Jade was very clear about it, as long as someone was there to take her place who wouldn't be a major loss of revenue…

"And so you've won! Isn't that great Caelus? You get to be a part of the greatest corporation in the universe along with amazing benefits and plenty of time off. In fact you could say your new job will be mostly time off! Beyond that you get to travel the cosmos all expenses included doesn't that sound great?! I know if I was in your shoes... er, well it's more like you being in my boots..."

Caelus was utterly confused by what had happened, a few moments ago digging through some trash and finding an oddly sparkly envelope sealed that immediately caught his eyes, tearing it open immediately teleporting him into a sealed room full of IPC agents who all looked on dumbfounded before scrambling soundlessly from the wide pane of glass.

He was half-prepared to break his way out before Topaz ran in looking flustered and excited, speaking to the team as they all began pressing buttons before going into her spiel.

"Uh... I didn't enter a contest."

Caelus was a bit wary, knowing Topaz from a few missions and how single minded she could be about anything work related, though he'd be lying if he said he understood even a chunk of what the IPC did. His comment seemed to fluster Topaz as she seemed to be trying to sell him on something really hard.

"Even better then! The best things in life are free and not only will you be pampered for the rest of your life, but with the IPC's vast resources all of your dreams will come true like... Um... You can dumpster dive across the entire cosmos! ...no? Oh come on you were literally just doing that! I knew it'd work but I didn't think it'd be so fast."

He couldn't help but notice a faint humming noise getting louder as all the techies around Topaz seemed to be busy with something, Caelus deciding he didn't much like wherever this was going, preparing an attack only for an alarm to blare as Topaz sighed.

"I really wanted you to volunteer for this, but oh well. I'm sure once it starts you won't be able to resist."

Before he could react a numbing agent pumped into the room, his body slowly raising off the floor as the hum built to the point he could feel it in his skin. It took effort to even react, his muscles feeling barely responsive as prickles rolled over his body, Topaz beaming at his limp form as he groaned in confusion.

"Oh good we weren't sure if we'd be able to instantly subdue you but that's my fault. Never doubt the technical prowess of the IPC! Now don't worry Caelus we've ensured the entire process would make anyone feel like Qlipoth was converting all their nerves to the most personal currency of all; pleasure. Lets give you a taste now that we've started and don't worry, the IPC copyrighted your genetic code ages ago when we thought you might be a problem so please enjoy this all very legal process. I know I will."

"What ah-ahhhre yoooou~..."

The hum threaded into his body, the Trailblazer nearly going cross eyed as vibrations rolled through his muscle and bone, his groin tensing as Topaz eagerly drank in his pleasured sounds. Everything was going as outlined in her proposal, actually better since he had snagged their thrown out bait almost instantly. She didn't really get WHY he cared so much about trash but it certainly made it easy to teleport while he was alone.

Caelus couldn't describe what he was feeling, blushing as muscle squeezed and wriggled as if alive, his suspended shoes and socks loosening as his feet gave pleasured spasms. Eventually they slid all the way off giving him and Topaz a full view as the pulsating limbs were shrinking, his nails polished as toes shrank and slenderized, the Trailblazer unable to stop moaning as the entire process rolled sensual softness into every curve.

"Feels good, doesn't it? We cataloged twelve separate foot sites and centuries of views to adjust mine. Tell me Trailblazer wasn't it worth it? Isn't just a hint of my form enough to make you sign twelve consent waivers?"

Caelus wasn't in any position to sign anything, a bit of drool leaking down his chin as the wriggling shifts in his body vanished under his pants, leaving him to just feel as the backs of his calves thickened, tears in the legs giving peaks of skin that was much smoother and paler than his normally was, the uptick in sensation making the squeeze of fabric on his thickening legs tip him over as he began to grunt, thrusting forwards as a damp patch spread down his clothes.

"Ah team, could we get rid of those? I want to make sure we're extra thorough with the legs. They are the biggest supporters for our whole marketing campaign after all."

A few keystrokes and Caelus was granted mercy from the squeeze of his pants at least, his cock still hard as he could see the smoother skin rising like a loading bar, muscle throttled into fat as it shaped his lower legs, slim ankles leading the eyes up thick, curved backs as his knees throbbed together needily, the rising satiny smooth texture making them pull closer with a snap that squeezed his balls as he came again.

"Oh wow I thought you wouldn't do that till after I gave you my defining features hehe. Though I suppose this entire endeavor is a lesson on how I've undervalued my own appeal. Well we're not exactly aiming for a complete 1:1 so now we can really get to the fun stuff Caelus. You should feel lucky, I rarely share my assets with just anyone. Plus I've seen you like a few of my pics so no acting like you aren't excited now."

It was admittedly hard not to know what was coming, his lanky thighs and bony hips not fitting the plush femininity below, his legs doing a poor job of spreading open with their new inwards angle. And admittedly he really did want to know how it'd feel, his girly calves and feet already more stimulating than almost anything he'd felt and to know that the warm, bubbly sensations starting to press inside his- Oh crap it was happening it was already-

"Uhhhhhhn~!"

He wasn't ever a man of many words, but the low fluttery quiver to his moan barely even felt like it hit the "man" part, a pulsing flow of heat caressing every muscle as his thighs slowly filled, his wriggling legs flailing the more Topaz's plushness squeezed around his junk. Fat was sensually massaging everything below the waist, the all encompassing buzz orgasmic as it felt like his innards were melting, just a stream of moans and cum that lubed his thinning thigh gap, the slick plumpness brushing against his balls before dimpling against them. And that wasn't even talking about the unimaginable shifts happening inside and around his hips.

The flesh of his ass rippled as if being spanked, the waves of fat pulsing around his pelvis as it gripped the bones, the vibrations easing them out as his hips thrust madly while pulling out. It felt like a spongey wedge being driven deep inside, each crunch squeezing his thighs tighter over his junk, strangling his cock in pillowy flesh as curves rounded over the bony juts, his cock gushing in frantic spurts as it was rubbed on all sides by the plushest of seats.

"Technically we're almost at my sizes, as you're very well feeling. Fun fact: those curves have more insurance than most countries are allowed. After all it's the seat of the IPC's power if you know what I mean, butt... since we're already modeling and shaping everything we can make it even plusher."

Caelus barely seemed to hear her, a good sign in Topaz's books and she had to admit the sensuality of seeing a cock fondled between her own thighs was making a lot of censored comments make sense to her, but they could do better. After all she had scrolled through all of her offshoot hashtags from Thighpaz to Topass and all of the top voted fanart definitely had even her glancing in the mirror to see if her ass really was that big. Even if it wasn't, it was about to be, the ideal ratio punched in as Topaz hit the enter key herself, Caelus's cries warbling up.

"GAAAAAAAAAAH~!"

"That sounded like you really enjoyed it huh? That's it, just remember to thank the IPC for all of this pleasure... Topaz."

The name IPC never meant much to Caeluz, yet at the order the buzz seemingly vibrated out those letters as the changes continued as if the IPC itself was fondling his cock and stirring his insides as his ass jiggled and smacked itself thicker. There was a burning dot on his right thigh, a beauty mark forming as he squeaked, that spongy internal thrust spearing into his prostate, tubes and veins pulling tighter as his releases began to thin.

Thicker, softer, jigglier, his entire lower half was becoming tighter than an IPC max security prison as his cock struggled  between his thighs, his ass relentlessly fondled, smacked and teased as he could feel gravity rolling over its curve, each smack giving its own series of increasingly lengthy jiggles that pounded his g spot to jelly. Again and again it quaked inside, the letters I P C fucking him as his hips finished spreading, his ass a massive quaking beauty, heat and desire pouring into his cock as the releases turned clear, his seed fully converted as his squashed balls slowly sucked against his groin. Caeluz thrust maddeningly as his balls scraped against a half opened chasm, his male orgasms doing little to stem the pure want as his thighs mashed around his cock, his ass jiggling as the pleasure nearly brought him to begging. Topaz though had far more concerning matters on her mind as she debated with the team.

"Alright so I know people like dickgirls but I'm unsure how much the market would appreciate futa overall. Obviously if there's a large change we can always adjust if that becomes a major market, or perhaps target to them. Hmm... well he- er she seems to be ready for it to go but we should probably get consent for legal reasons. Oh and I think you should keep the elongated femurs, I think the extra height will make the subbier members of the market really go crazy and the doms want to bully her even more."

She cleared her throat, trying her best to get the attention of the half turned Trailblazer, her voice echoing on the intercom as she walked him through the next stage all while recording it for good measure. He seemed to be halfway to mashing it to pulp anyways so she assumed this wouldn't take long.

"Excuse me soon to be me but I have to get audible consent before we change your sex. You know how bureaucracy is, we have to make sure we tick the right box for your photoshoots and that the pay is done right. No glitches yada yada so you can see how good the IPC is at ensuring we only do what the people want, yes?"

He was drooling and thrusting in her general direction, a good sign in her books that he was listening.

"So if you could just say or yell or moan out an affirmative of any sort we can take care of that unruly aberration. Trust me you'll hardly miss it and I'm sure with how much your internals have shifted it can't be comfortable having a womb and uterus constantly making it feel like it's sinking inside."

"GNNNNGHHHHHAAAAHHHH~!"

Caeluz didn't know what to do, desperately pleasuring it between his thighs yet scared of losing it. And yet the pleasure was so all encompassing, the jiggly feelings of femininity burrowed underneath, the realization that he had a womb now and that the heat running through his cock was probably estrogen sending all sorts of conflicting feelings as his balls pounded against a thin crack.

"Sorry Gnnghaah isn't in our database of languages so if you could answer the question in a way we understand that would be great. We really can't move on. Even a head nod will do if you can't speak. Obviously we're trying to only do what you want Topaz, after all you're going to become one of our most important employees!"

Tears streamed down his face, his groin spasming as the suction pulled, his scrotum shriveling with every orgasmic quake of his ass cheeks. He needed release, needed something to let the constant orgasms stop, his tensed neck quivering till he found himself nodding while grunting out gibberish. He kept on nodding till the crack behind suddenly widened, both balls slurping and inverting as they fucked his ass backwards, Caelaz screaming as his cock slotted into the gap and unfurled inside as his hips widened to accommodate the sinking shaft.

"Oh wow that sounds intense. Hmm I think we can upscale the jiggle just a bit. More, more... there, that looks good. Thanks Topaz for really cumming your brains out, though I'd rather we hide the real goods for now. We do have to work with these people y'know."

Caelaz couldn't think, only cum as "he" squealed, a thigh band forming over his right as more sashes tied around his hips. The unstoppable quaking of his thighs and ass was reigned in with tight spandex and stiffer IPC trademarked fabrics as an ultra short onesie type garb wrapped around his cock, graciously crushing it in while barely showing any sign of the vaginal fluids spilling out. There was a muffled pop as she could feel the moment it slotted into her new sex, black buttons stamping into the fabric as she gave a weak groan of bliss, Caelaz's pussy dripping wet inside the forming uniform, Topaz nodding approvingly as she had it stop at the belt.

"Alright we're over halfway there Topaz so stay strong. You may be a girl now but we have to see the girls too so time to lose that top!"

Admittedly it had surprised Topaz when she first saw how many people preferred her bottom to her top. It wasn't like she couldn't see why, but she also felt they could go a bit bigger. Not quite as big as her forming double's ass and thighs since the polling was very clear that they had to be the main appeal, but there had to be some balance. At least they had gotten that pesky consent clause out of the way, really a formality since she knew no one could say no to the IPC's benefits in the long run even if the Trailblazer seemed to have some buyer's remorse.

"W-Wait I'm nahhh~ AHHHHN~!"

The release had made her head clear somewhat, the pleasure still overwhelming but it wasn't so mind numbing she couldn't think any more. Still the raw alien feeling of her slit and that noticeable emptiness that quivered between her thighs was more than enough to shake her out of her daze as she tried to resist, only to utterly fail once the buzz reached her nipples and forcibly perked them. She had no control over her new pussy, the muscles twitching as alien arousal filled her body, the belt pulling tight as her middle sank as easily as her bottom had grown.

Little nubs of mass slotted under her nipples, a filling, hot desire leaking down her thighs as her back slowly arched under the tight form fitting hug of an IPC uniform. Each bloat flicked her nipples, Topaz cranking a knob above as Caelaz's head flew backwards, each surging cup size its own new realm of bliss as her chest swelled up and up from tender lumps to thick, jiggly masses, the room spinning as her rib cage shifted, her shoulders slimming all the while Topaz fiddled with the settings.

"Hmm, maybe just a bit taller and just a bit more curve to support those things. But it'll be hard to tell how big till we give em the shirt test right Topaz?"

Caepaz had no idea what that was, sputtering out some moans as she tried to stop whatever was about to-

"AHHHH? GYAAAAAAAAH~!"

No sooner had her breasts burst out in all their jiggly beauty were they roughly kneaded and squeezed against her chest as the rest of the uniform spawned. There was no bra, only a few buttons on the underlayer as a buckled choker formed over a loose collar, choking away Caepaz's voice to match the happy overseer fiddling away at her body above, Caepaz's stiff nipples only hidden by the even tougher outer layer squashing them flat as she continued to orgasm with no signs of stopping.

"Ah hmm... According to our models the structural integrity of our uniforms can take way more than that. That's IPC quality control for you! I currently have IP-C Cups but hey we're very good on the budget so no need to skim any off the top. Let's give you a nice, juicy bonus. Oh and the techies want to do some flexibility tests for some of our pose simulators. Now which knob adjusts her breasts ag- Ah here we are!"

Gloves squeezed her hands petite, the uniform stretching up her lower arms as like the rest of her, a plush layer of fat formed, her armpits bared as they were shaved hairless, Caepaz's limbs moving against her will. Latex dug into her slit as her body was made to stretch and pose, Caepaz feeling like she was going to pass out from pleasure as the buzzing IPC rhythm bloated her breasts, straining the fabric to the maximum as the button on her shirt became the hardest working IPC worker there. She could barely think, just the corporation's puppet, her mind ready to snap and just let them tell her what to be as a leg stretched impossibly wide, everything too much as the changes were ready to sweep over her head entire-

"Topaz! What are you doing?"

Caepaz looked up, hope fluttering briefly in her chest that this might be stopped, that she didn't have to be Topaz's-

"Why are you keeping his mental facilities only half changed? We went over this to be an effective model; she has to be you entirely."

The changes were put on hold as Topaz grimaced like a kid being caught red handed. Of course it wasn't like she could say no to her superior as a rather annoyed Miss Jade looked down at her, neither really caring about the moaning copy of Topaz posing in the room below.

"W-Well yes I know that we need her to be our model but I figured just some tweaks would be sufficient. We're already changing so much that I feel a full mental rewrite would be overkill. Besides we've already got her consent for most of this and changing a mental state fully is-"

"Necessary. I approved this on that condition. Unless you want to be the one stuffed in a bunny suit tomorrow with IPC pasties over your nether regions."

Topaz tried to think of a way to convince her, not comfortable with the idea of going that far, though she also most definitely did not want to be the one being filmed tomorrow.

"...No Miss Jade. B-But we'd need explicit permission from her to do-"

Jade waved her concerns away, rolling her eyes at the idea of consent this far in. Clearly the IPC's rising star still had a lot to learn.

"Ha! Easy... Let's see these options... ah there's her new clit. Boys lets give her back her cock, but just the cock and seal it nice and tight so she has no way to let anything out. Set changes to manual. Here Topaz, watch how to seal the deal. And give our Fauxpaz down there freedom, I'm going in."

Caepaz collapsed, panting as the posing stopped, her head swimming as she struggled to get on her feet only for Jade to pull her off the floor.

"Ohh~ dear it seems like they've really put you through the wringer haven't they? Surely it must be hard to be like this, especially since we contractually can't undo it. Don't you want us to make you feel better?"

Caepaz tried to speak as Jade squeezed his jaw between her fingers, massaging the bones as they bent and softened in her grip.

"N-No I d-OHHHHHHN~!"

Caepaz bucked as her clit extended, her pussy spread wide around a bulging shaft, sealing it off as her returned cock throbbed fruitlessly between her thighs.

"Oh good, it's here. Listen, you're going to be our sexy little model employee and you're going to LOVE it, Topaz."

Her gloved hand began to stroke Caepaz's cock, his chin rounding, lips plumping as Jade ran her thumb over them. She realized quickly there was no slit, her entire shaft more a massive clit than a proper cock as as her body tried to orgasm and failed.

"See? You're already putting on quite the show for all your coworkers, and you love this feeling don't you?"

Caepaz tried to say no but Jade pushed against it, thrusting her cock half inside before it slowly unstuck from her throbbing, sealed walls, the tight grip of Jade's hands molding her face like clay as she screamed. Her mind was getting dizzy, her body boiling over as Jade continued to stroke and squeeze, whispering into her ear what a horny, attention seeking girl she'd be, irises spiraling as she felt like she was sinking into herself. Every part of her body was throbbing, boiling, Miss Jade's strokes getting faster as she continued.

"But to be our star player you have to have the right mentality. Don't you agree?"

Caepaz nodded, so pent up she could barely think, her eyes widening, Jade's constant grip-

SCHLL

"AHHHHHHHHHN AHHHH AHHH~!"

The moment she nodded Jade squeezed, Capaz bucking as her cock sunk down a third, not coming back out as it felt like progress that made the need to cum even worse, sweat-streaked locks of paling hair spilling down, the heat burning hot as the inner half of her hair looked red as her body hummed with need, with changes, the IPC rhythm filling everything as Jade continued.

"See how easy that was? Just say yes and this will all be over. Don't you want that Topaz?"

Capaz nodded desperately, feeling the eyes of all the techies watching her, her brain feeling liable to leak out her ears as Miss Jade softened her cheeks, flattened her brows, memories struggling to escape as Jade used only a finger to oh so slowly press her shaft deeper as if doling out a long term payment plan.

"Oh it's not enough to just nod Topaz. You have to say yes. Squeal it, shriek it, whatever you want. As long as you say yes. Don't you want to be the IPC's poster girl? You love the IPC, don't you?"

Drool was making it hard to talk, her body spasming uncontrollably as she needily tried to grind against Jade's hand, her skilled fingers keeping the reward away till she finally squealed out a desperate, "YEEEEESHHHH SHHHNNNGH AHHHHHH~!"

"Good girl, almost there."

Another third squeezed as Copaz's eyes twitched, slender eyebrows flailing as thousands of IPC regulations and codes swam into her head, her previous history easy enough to replace as the IPC gave her life, gave her meaning, gave her pleasure. She would do anything for them, stuttering out more drool filled agreements as her nearly shrunken stub of a cock was teased by Miss Jade.

"Now say for everyone who you want to be Topaz. Not some silly trash scrounger. No, you love diving through spreadsheets and folders don't you? In fact I bet you made me come down here because you LOVE the attention, don't you Topaz? It'll feel good once you admit it, just say her name and that's all the permission you need to-"

"OHHHHPAAAASHHHH!"

She needed it, her memories all corrupting, everything building behind her cock, such impossible pressure held back by such a pathetic thing. She didn't care if she lost it, just wanting it gone, wanting it fixed, begging her superior for release.

"Not quite. Say your name Topaz. That's an order."

So many rules were pouring in, cases and proposals and her old memories were acting as frustrating blights that she needed to let out, she needed release.

"T-T-T-HOOOOOOOO~"

Miss Jade's finger pressed the longer she held it out, her cock flush with her quaking slit, the long nail wiggling on the border if she just followed her orders, if she just gave it all to the IPC...

"PAAAAAAH-AHHH-AHHHHHHHHZ~!"

There was an internal pop, Jade thrusting into Topaz's flatness as it tore back open, her mind going blank as she came over and over, cumming hard enough to send a shoe flying as Jade enjoyed the sight of such a submissive Topaz, the original hiding her face behind a clipboard as the whole room got to hear her orgasm repeatedly. More embarrassingly was the point where her clone gained memories of where the cameras were, clearly putting on a show for them as the conditioning finished. Soon another Topaz was left gasping below, not a hint of the Trailblazer left as Jade flicked her glove clean of any unsavory juices.

"Good girl. See Topaz? That's how you finish..."

It didn't take long for Topaz to feel regret. The REAL Topaz, though in private her twin was named Citrine. Not that it really mattered which was real, Topaz seeing her improved twin's body plastered on walkways, spaceports and screens all over, Citrine's ass an especially popular profile pic. It had been fun at first, getting to see herself with long hair, trying out a bunch of outfits, Miss Jade's programming making Citrine a workaholic at getting attention and raising the IPC's esteem. It was Topaz's greatest success, everyone in love with her new twin and the IPC's special subscription service for her raciest of pics and streams. And now it followed Topaz everywhere. Even on her off hours she couldn't escape it, just trying to relax with a show on, Citrine appearing in a quarter of the ads she swore as she grumbled, pulling out a beer while her twin let a cameraman ogle her ass in a pool, reminding everyone "to ask your representatives to join the IPC! I only do signings at affiliated areas and if you want to get nice and personal with me well..."

It really was amazing what horny could do, but Topaz was starting to feel insecure. She noticed a lot of the new recruits looking disappointed when she caught them staring, and she hadn't exactly thought things through when they made a horny twin willing to do anything. That awkward ending to Citrine's conversion was just a prelude to the knowledge that half the cosmos was jerking it to her body even if she was richer than a few planets off of it. And yet it wasn't even embarrassment that was making her so annoyed.

"...I could do that."

Dammit, she was jealous. Here was her twin soaking up the praise, having her dream bod and becoming the IPC's golden girl. There was even talk of putting up a statue of her amplified twin in IPC halls at some point, Topaz blushing as another commercial played, this one of Citrine in a bunny suit that revealed more than it hid. Maybe she could make a proposal to Miss Jade about a twin reveal? And maybe those techies could give her a few upgrades too.

"Stupid sexy me. When she gets back she’d better not be too tired. I wanna have some fun with myself."

She sipped some more beer and slipped into her bath, more of herself in revealing outfits as she channel surfed, fingering herself as she settled on the wording when she came into work tomorrow. The IPC was all about growth anyways so it only made sense for Topaz to want some more, fingering herself as she wondered just how high they could get their approval ratings before the quarter ended…