The Permanently Sealed Girl of the Alien Remnant

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The Permanently Sealed Girl of the Alien Remnant

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"Alice, never enter the secret chamber!"

the clan chief repeatedly warned. "Oh~" the woman named Alice didn't take it seriously at all. "

My family is very strange. Our family castle is located on a small island in the English Channel, and it has a history of over a thousand years. All close relatives with this bloodline have blood-red eyes and abnormally white skin that gets slightly sunburned in strong sunlight. Most importantly, the men are all effeminate. To maintain the purity of the bloodline, many inbreeding occur within the clan, but this has also resulted in strange genetic mutations. Some children are intersex. Without exception, they all mysteriously disappear at the age of 20.

My mother, Alice Tina, only exists in my childhood memories. When I was 10, my mother became pregnant again, with a younger sister. I was happily anticipating her birth, but suddenly my father disappeared. It seemed the clan suddenly issued some order. Then my mother left me a box of medicine she had prepared beforehand, hurriedly packed up, and vanished without a trace." I secretly hid the pills, taking one a month as instructed by my mother. Later, I learned they were concentrated male hormones.

"Mom is going to find your missing father. You must never tell anyone you're a recurrent hermaphrodite. Love you, Xiang, wait for me to come back." I looked at the letter my mother left behind, tears of longing welling up. My mother told me my father was also a recurrent hermaphrodite, but it was never discovered. He was still incredibly handsome at 30, then suddenly disappeared. My mother searched frantically, finding clues that he had been taken to the cellar in the family's basement. Then my mother disappeared too.

Eight years have passed. Recently, I increased the dosage, but my once flat body suddenly began to deform wildly, becoming curvy and voluptuous. My small breasts swelled and ached, and my abdomen throbbed with pain. My already delicate face became increasingly feminine, and under the long-term effects of hormones, my penis became incredibly large, which I proudly used to conquer my girlfriend.

But I know… I can't hide it anymore.

Alice is my girlfriend, and also the clan chief's granddaughter. The clan chief had always taken good care of me, but lately his gaze towards me had become increasingly strange, filled with hesitation, struggle, and regret.

"Father! Why did you send Xiang to that damned ancestral chamber? No one who goes in ever comes out!" Alice cried, pounding on her father's head.

"Because if he doesn't go in, everyone on this island will die. Ancestral rules dictate that hermaphrodites must enter the ancestral chamber. Otherwise, disaster will befall them," the clan chief explained weakly, secretly giving his heartbroken daughter a few sleeping pills that night. I'm sorry, daughter.

So cold. I'm only wearing pajamas, so chilly! Where am I? A dimly lit room. Isn't this the cellar? Damn it!

"Open the door! You bastard!!" I frantically pounded on the door, but the thick iron door was tightly locked. Then I noticed a faint light extending far down from the cellar.

*Beep beep* Intruder detected! Red eyes flashed in the darkness, a powerful hand grabbed me—no! I convulsed in a violent electric shock and lost consciousness.

"You...you're awake...ah, my...336th...descendant." A series of intermittent sounds, mixed with the sound of flowing water, woke me. Before me stood a metallic figure—no, more accurately, a punk-style robot. Though outwardly a tall woman, her body was covered in rough welds and rows of rivets, exuding a steampunk aesthetic. Roughly inlaid crystal lenses framed her eyes, through which one could vaguely see red eyes. Her limbs and neck were jointed with corrugated rubber tubing, allowing her steel body to move only stiffly. Her metal gloves appeared to be woven from metal wire, impregnated with latex, giving them an unusual flexibility, much like rubber gloves.

Thin copper tubes extended from the nostrils of the steel woman's head to the metal-framed backpack on her back. Inside the backpack was a continuously compressing piston compressor; the constant rotation of gears drove the piston back and forth, sucking and drawing air. Thick copper tubes were welded to her mouth, connecting to the compressor on her back. Another copper tube, L-shaped, was attached to her buttocks, running from her groin upwards and partially embedded in the metal back, all the way to the compressor. Two very long, worn rubber corrugated tubes connected the upper and lower interfaces of the compressor on her back. The corrugated tubes were worn down from dragging, exposing the inner metal wires. Fortunately, the inner lining of sheep intestines was still functioning resiliently, without any damage.

Inside the compressor's mechanical parts, a thick, crystal-polished high-pressure pipe continuously flowed a viscous green liquid, making a gurgling sound.

"Who are you! Where am I! Let me go!" At this moment, I realized I was tied to a metal operating chair, my clothes were gone, and I was completely naked.

"I...I'm...sorry...I have...difficulty...speaking...after all...it's...technology from two hundred years ago." It sounded like someone was speaking underwater, swallowing something, making gurgling sounds with great difficulty, their voice muffled.

"The...chosen descendant, you will undergo testing, perhaps you can resurrect your ancestors." What does that mean?

"Um...can you put me down?" The cold metal operating chair sent a chill down my spine.

"Let...the closest ones, number 335 and 334, conduct the tests for you. If you fail, you...can only become a spare part..." The metal man muttered to himself as he slowly walked away, the clanging of his metal footsteps fading into the distance.

Soon I heard the sound of two robots approaching in the distance. I tried to turn around to see, but the chair blocked my view, and my body was chained to the operating chair, unable to move.

A metal hand stroked my face from behind, and two metal robots of different sizes slowly walked up to me. Ah! These two robots were completely different from the old, almost scrapped robot from before.

The two robots, one 1.8 meters tall and the other only 1.6 meters, created a striking contrast. The one on the left had a tall, slender figure, like a busty model, while the one on the right was short and looked like a little girl. Both robots had fish-scale-like, inlaid metallic skin, and their joints could move freely. Their streamlined designs were like those of normal humans, shimmering under the soft yellow light. As they moved, their metallic skin made a constant rustling sound. The exquisite, translucent metallic bodies revealed wisps of red light through the gaps in the metal skin as they moved. Looking up, their long, slender legs extended to their genitals. Both wore metal chastity belts that were inlaid with their metallic skin. Except for a constantly vibrating cylindrical metal sheath covering their penises, the rest was covered by gleaming metal. A round metal plug could be seen at their vulva, and a corrugated latex tube was connected to their anus, dragging it out into the distance. A gurgling sound of flowing water could be heard.

The round, firm metal breasts swayed with the twisting of the metal body, but the breasts were hard shells and did not deform no matter how they moved. The completely realistic design even included the nipples. The slender neck and face were covered with fish-scale-like skin. The smooth head had no facial features, except for two embedded transparent glass lenses for the eyes. A triangular chip on the forehead constantly flashed with electronic light. The mouth was also a round metal plug, perfectly embedded in the metal face. There were no nostrils or ears. The bald metal head wore a wig made of metal wire that cascaded down to the metal buttocks, barely covering the tubes on the buttocks.

"Number 335, initiating command SM-1780," the short, metallic loli appeared before me. Her petite metallic body slowly squatted down, emitting creaking and grinding sounds, along with the whirring of mechanical gears. Her body trembled slightly, her little bottom stubbornly raised high, making the latex tube attached to her buttocks stick out even more.

The metallic loli stood on tiptoe, looking up at me.

Ah! I looked down at her, and through her sealed eyes, I saw a pair of cute, large eyes, with occasional bubbles floating inside. Could it be... could it be a real person inside?

"Hmm~ Hmph~!" The metallic loli suddenly let out a soft hum, like a sound from underwater. I saw her eyes suddenly plead with me, then tremble and roll upwards. I could see her entire body begin to tremble, emitting a buzzing sound, the metal tube connected to her penis vibrating and rubbing against the ground as she squatted.

"Hmph~~Hmph~~Mmm~~~" The metallic loli hummed a few more times, and the triangular chip embedded in her metal forehead began to flash. *Snap!* Inside her metal head, a light flashed in her eyes, accompanied by a slight electrical hum. Her rolling eyes slowly returned to normal, but they looked less lively, rather dull.

"System malfunction, reboot, 3, 2, 1, system normal, sm-1780 instruction initiated," a cold, mechanical female voice emanated from the triangular yellow chip in the metallic loli's head.

Hey! What are you doing? I could see her small metal hand gripping my penis. A cool, icy feeling. Her small metal hand was actually quite smooth, but the vibrations throughout her body made it feel like a vibrating ball. With the up-and-down stroking and intense vibrations, I quickly became erect.

"Confirmed as a hermaphroditic mother adaptee, reserved code 336." The small metal hand lifted my penis, while the other hand examined the slit below. Ah~! "No!" I trembled, my body shaking. That mysterious place, never before touched by anyone, now had a cold metal finger inserted into that crevice. It was numb, and there were waves of throbbing pain. The violently vibrating metal finger penetrated inside, and soon it was wet.

Another tall, beautiful metal woman came to my side, observing me, stroking my face, and beginning to examine my upper body. Suddenly, her metal body trembled, and her metal hand gripped my arm tightly, shaking it. I looked up and met the metal woman's eyes. Ah! Familiar eyes, like my mother who had only appeared in my dreams.

"Is it Mom?" I cried out excitedly. I struggled desperately.

Gurgle~ Gurgle~! The tall metal woman nodded vigorously, looking at me excitedly. Her long metal hair fell over me, making me feel ticklish with each nod.

"Mom, I've finally found you! Let me leave!" I struggled, trying to get up.

Gurgle~ Gurgle~~ The metal woman pointed to the metal loli who was still examining my genitals, then pointed to her own metal belly.

"Is this my sister? Really? Where's Dad?" I asked excitedly. The metal woman looked at me with a complicated expression and pointed to the spot where the punk robot woman had left. "

Mom, we can get away, please let me go." At this moment, the chip on Mom's metal forehead began to flash. "System malfunction, restart, countdown." Mom looked at me anxiously, blinking frantically involuntarily, causing many air bubbles to form in the sealed head shell around her eyes. Her small metal hands frantically frantically tried to pull the shackles binding me.

"3, 2, 1, restart." Buzzing, Mom's metal body began to vibrate violently, the intense vibrations of her metal hands gripping me making me numb. *

Snap* With a flash on Mom's small metal face, her eyes slowly glazed over, her body paused, and then she continued her work listlessly yet with a sense of pleasure.

"Mom, sister, no! Wake up!" I twisted my body, almost ejaculating under the stimulation of the two strongly vibrating humanoid vibrators.

*Clang, clang*... The punk-style, old-metal robot woman slowly approached.

"Numbers 335 and 336 have confirmed that number 337 meets the modification requirements: 78% physical fit, 37% psychological fit, 88% DNA compatibility, 98% success rate."

The mechanical female leader, this punk-style robot, stood before me, holding a loudspeaker with intricate wires connected to a copper connector on her head.

"So many years. Of the hundreds of offspring from the seeding project, few have been able to adapt to becoming materials for the mother's resurrection. Number 333, sent from above 10 years ago, was a decent test subject, but the success rate was only 30%. You are the most suitable offspring I've seen; it seems there's hope for the resurrected race."

"Damn it! What did you do to my parents! Let me go!"

"Test subject's psychological resistance, success rate reduced by 37%." The metal mother, scanning my head with beams of light emitted from her eyes, suddenly spoke.

Perhaps because of her good mood, the mechanical leader actually started talking to me.

"Who are your parents? If you willingly become the Mother, I can help you."

"It's these two people who have become like robots, and you need to release my father!" I cried out, seeing a glimmer of hope.

"Oh!" The mechanical leader paused, its eyes flashing, and my mother and sister's chips began to communicate with each other.

"I understand. Numbers 333, 334, and 335 are your family. If you agree to become the Mother, I can release them."

"Don't go back on your word. Otherwise, I'll commit suicide." I gritted my teeth. Although the situation was dire, I had no other choice.

*Zzzzzzz* The old metal woman stood there considering for a long time, then nodded.

“Right now, I only need you as the mother; I can release everyone else. However, they cannot escape this state for the time being. They are all failed experiments. Unless the mother experiment succeeds and they can be reborn through the mother's cellular stabilization.”

“Then can you release me first?”

“That… is impossible. You are not qualified yet. You need further modification. Only when you meet the standard can you fit into the mother and become the key.”

Next, I saw a video she played for me. It turned out that our ancestors came from outer space. They were aliens with highly advanced biotechnology, with various humanoid appearances, but all of them were covered in green skin and hard bone binding suits, and had long tails.

In the video, a girl was being driven towards what looked like an altar. The girl was covered in wounds, her long dress was torn, and she was walking barefoot. She was pushed and shoved by the aliens behind her as she stumbled towards the altar. In the center of the altar stood a slender alien who looked like a green-skinned girl made of amber, but her body was covered in tight-fitting binding armor made of bone, and her face was not visible. She was a hazy green figure. "Sabalasa~" the priest spoke in an incomprehensible language, and then the poor girl was forced into a makeshift metal shell. Her clothes were torn off, and the girl cried as she watched helplessly as the aliens used the simple materials they had gathered to create a robot shell, then stuffed herself inside and began welding it together.

"Ah!" I was utterly astonished as I watched the seemingly ancient metal robot woman in the video, so similar to the one before me.

"Yes, the girl you see is me. Only by watching this video can I feel that I used to be human," the metal robot woman answered, seeing my surprised expression.

The video then showed a girl locked inside a robot, immobilized. The rough welds and rows of rivets on her body were reminiscent of the steam age. Roughly embedded crystal lenses were placed before her eyes, through which I could vaguely see eyes filled with despair. Her limbs and neck were jointed with corrugated rubber tubing, her steel body locked and unable to move.

Thin copper tubes extended from the nostrils of the steel woman's head to the metal-framed backpack on her back. Inside the backpack was a continuously compressing piston compressor; the constant rotation of gears drove the piston back and forth, sucking and drawing fluid. Thick copper tubes were welded to her mouth, connecting to the compressor on her back. Another copper tube, L-shaped, was attached to her buttocks, running from her groin upwards and partially embedded in the metal back, all the way to the compressor. Two very long, worn rubber corrugated tubes connected the upper and lower interfaces of the compressor on her back. These tubes were connected by an alien pulling them to the altar. Then, the sound of flowing water and a girl's screams could be heard, echoing continuously in the cold metal coffin close to her body. There were suffocating sounds of drinking and swallowing, and agonizing struggles.

Inside the rudimentary compressor's mechanical parts, a thick, crystal-polished high-pressure pipe continuously flowed a viscous green liquid, making a gurgling sound.

The video then became blurry, indicating that some time had passed. The aliens lay dead around, and the sole priestess was extremely weak. Before dying, she used telepathy to transmit everything to the Iron Girl, who was still suffering endless torment. Then the priestess collapsed, and the video ended. [

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