Heres a image i commissioned a while back from PainfulElegy http://www.furaffinity.net/user/painfulelegy he also wrote the story so please enjoy :3


Madame Furnita was quick to incapacitate the three spies. Before they even realized it, they could feel only a blur of feelings and sensations before their clarity slowly returned. Clover and Alex struggled lightly as they felt their restraints seemingly latching them in place, unable to do anything but feel the odd protrusions that held their suits in place. Sam, not restrained like the others was able to move around freely, parsing the situation before frantically trying to break the binds on her now immobile and faceless friends. No matter how much she struggled, she could not seem to break it, even the ones she found on herself. Her struggles were quickly cut short as she could feel her senses messed with, the only sounds seemingly continuing inside her suit a single line: "the others in this room are objects. treat them as such." Sam tried as hard as she could to ignore the voice, but her will could only take her so far. In a single act of caving, she flipped the switch on alex and then stepped over to Clover, proceeding to sit upon her like the chair she appeared to be. In a sudden flash, she found herself holding what appeared to be a holographic glass and cigarette. Putting both to her mouth one after the other, they quickly filled her mind with a newfound pleasure, telling her that as long as she continued to do this, she'd continue to receive these sensations. The next few hours continued to blast by, sam's behavior growing harsher and harsher, messing with her 'playthings' as the timers above ticked down. At the peak of her fawning, an alarm blared, and before any of them could realize, they found themselves now sporting the same situation as before. Unable to move, Sam longed to play with her 'objects' again, but could not move, her sight locked forward, nothing in view... until Clover appeared in her view, flipping her switch and sending a surge of enorphins up her mind. Furnita simply laughed, watching how quickly these 'elite' crumpled. If these were some of the strongest willed, then soon everyone on earth would be unable to distinguish one another from mere objects; a perfect empire.