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“Kiibo! Kiibo! Kiibo!” Miu tackled him, both of them falling to the floor.
“Ow…” Keebo frowned, Miu sitting on top of his back.
“Kiibo! I just had the best idea!” Miu sounded manic.
Keebo blinked. “At eight in the morning? Before breakfast? Are we sure ?”
“Mhm! Mhm! You know that issue you've been having with finding wires that work for you? And how Professor Iidabashi or whatever fixed it by installing a wire in you that you have to manually uncoil and how it's sooo annoying? I have a solution!”
“It's not that big of an issue…”
“It's a minor inconvenience, sure, but my idea is genius! I already drew up some prototypes!”
“...Can we have breakfast first? I'm enjoying the new “eating” feature you implemented, and Kirumi's making scrambled eggs!”
“Ugh. Fineee.” Miu pouted. “Let's go! Hurry, hurry!” She started dragging him to the dining hall, talking faster than he could process words.
“So, so, so, the way that it works is going to require some minor aesthetic changes, especially given the location, but I asked Tsumugi for some help designing some new clothes that'll blend in with your armour so it's not awkward, but the only effective clothes would interfere with another feature, so we'll have to change that feature, but Tsumugi has been a great help, and the new clothes are also your lifelong payment to me! When I was thanking Tsumugi, I said she might as well be the Ultimate Fashionista, which seems like a good compliment, right?”
“...Right??”
“Well, she got all weird and quiet, and then when I tried to leave cus she's being creepy as hell, she started crying and clinging to my arms? Maybe she had a crush on some Ultimate Fashionista in the past?”
“...Maybe???”
——
Keebo was incredibly used to waking up on Miu’s operating table feeling weird, so he paid it no mind. A rookie mistake.
“Miu?”
“You're awake!” Miu threw her papers she was sketching on down, spinning her chair around before running over to him.
“Is it safe for me to stand up?”
“Mhm! Mhm!” Miu’s grin was malicious. Like she'd just done something horrible.
Keebo stood up, before something caught his eye behind him.
He turned, trying to see it, but it went out of sight the more he tried to look. He ended up spinning, before managing to grab it. He let out a small whimper, some unfamiliar feeling coming over him. Keebo shook his head, focusing on the incredibly sensitive thing he was holding.
“...A tail !?” Keebo yelped, dropping it as he turned to Miu. He felt it drop to the ground, brushing against the floor.
Miu nodded. “That's not all I changed…”
“How would a tail even work with my lower armour-” Keebo looked down and was cut off.
“...I didn't realise I was Kirumi.” Keebo took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down.
“You're not?”
“Well then, why am I in a gosh darn maid dress !”
“66.666% of the changes have been discovered!” Miu cackled.
“...Miu.”
“Keebo?”
“Where's my… uh… my…”
“Your dick?”
“...That.”
“Gone. Would fuck with the maid dress.”
“Why did I let you do this!?”
“I dunno.”
“You removed my dick !?”
“Hey, at least you're not entirely smooth down there!”
“...What does that mean?”
“...In my noble defence. There was a perfectly even split of boys vs girls! Where's the drama in that!?”
“You made me… You…”
“...You're technically a transgender robot now? First ever.”
“I'm still male.”
“Trans men are hot.” Miu shrugged.
“Fix me! Now!”
“Not very polite.” Miu frowned. “Besides, we both missed lunch. Dinner's in fifteen. They're gonna get concerned if we flunk that, too.”
“Well, make sure to bring something back for me-”
“Attention!” Monokuma appeared on the monitor.
“Oh. Oh no.”
“I'm gonna be honest, I have no motive this time. But. I do have something even better! Classmate bonding! So! Everyone please make your way to the gymnasium! That especially includes robots! Especially ones called Kiibo Iidabashi!”
“...I hate you, Miu.”
“And yes , the bonding is just public humiliation! Now, chop chop!” Monokuma flickered off-screen.
Miu looked like she was struggling to hold back her laughter. “He'll kill us if we don't go. Do you want to die?”
“That would be preferable.”
“Too bad!”
——
Keebo and Miu were, unsurprisingly, the last to show up. Miu dramatically swung the doors open.
“Hey, everyone!” She grinned, before realising Keebo was hiding.
“...Keebs. Just get this over with.”
Keebo sighed, burying his face in his hands.
“It's not that bad. Besides, I'm sure Kirumi will love it.” Miu reassured him.
“Did I miss something?” Kirumi asked.
“Miu. I would literally rather go through whatever sick and twisted punishment Monokuma cooks up than step in there.”
“Too bad.”
“Why did you do this to me?”
“It's hot.” Miu shrugged.
Keebo hit his head against the wall.
“...Is Kiibo alright?” Kaede asked.
“No!”
“Yes!” Miu answered at the same time.
“...What did you do, Miu?” Shuichi sighed.
“It's probably better anyway. He's a degenerate male anyways-”
“Shut up shut up shut up shut up-” Keebo slammed his head into the wall again.
“See! Typical degenerate, interrupting a girl!”
“Tenko, please. Stop.” Keebo buried his face deeper in his hands.
“...What's his problem?” Kokichi asked.
“Wait, Kokichi, don't-” Miu sounded genuinely panicked.
Keebo turned around from where he was staring at the wall, and saw Kokichi staring back at him.
…
“...Miu. What the hell happened here!?”
“I- I just-”
Keebo’s tail swished anxiously behind him. Kokichi stared at it. Keebo buried his face in his hands again.
“...How bad does it have to be to leave Kokichi speechless?” Kaito asked.
“...Kiibo?”
“Miu said it was just a minor upgrade. She never mentioned this .” Keebo sighed.
“...Monokuma is gonna kill you if you don't get inside the gym.”
“...I'd rather that.”
“Kirumi won't mind… probably! It's all that whore’s fault anyway! Nobody's gonna blame you!”
Keebo sighed.
“...Promise?”
“Brownie's honour!” He winked.
“...I want to clarify that no matter what Miu may or may not have done, I'm still male.”
“...Well now I'm curious. Do robots have dicks?”
“Not anymore!” Miu laughed.
“...”
“...”
“Let's just go in.” Kokichi sighed.
Keebo had felt a lot of things in his life. Fear at the Killing Game. Annoyance at Kokichi. Anger at the blatant robophobia. Terror at realising who exactly he like liked.
Nothing could compare to the pure shame of stepping into that gymnasium.
He was greeted by silence. As expected. The door slammed shut behind them, Monokuma’s doing.
Keebo’s tail grazed the floor, and he tried as hard as he could to not react.
“...That's an… interesting outfit choice.” Kirumi stared in horror. Keebo wanted to self-destruct.
“Miu did this!” Keebo defended himself. “I only became aware of her three changes seconds before the announcement!”
“...Three? There's the new outfit, the tail, and…?” Tsumugi tilted her head.
“What's it like having a tail?” Kokichi reached out to touch it. Keebo panicked, stumbling away. His tail swished behind him.
“...Why don't you want me to touch it?” Kokichi pouted.
“It's, uh… sensitive.” Keebo admitted, flustered.
“Miu. Why…” Kirumi quietly pleaded for an answer.
“It's hot! Plus, it emphasises the twinky aspect. Hot.”
“I'm not a-”
“Down, boy!” Miu commanded.
“I'm not a dog!” Keebo’s tail flicked angrily. Miu smirked. His blush spread.
Shuichi frowned. “Miu, this is a clear violation of Keebo’s trust in you. And there's no good reason for this-”
“No, that's wrong!” Kaede called out.
“...Kaede?”
“Miu has a point, okay? Keebo looks cute like this…”
“Now that you mention it…” Tsumugi nodded wisely.
“He could make a most divine muse…” Angie smirked.
“I wanna touch the tail.” Kokichi decided.
“There is nothing wrong with men wearing dresses, though I can't think of any times men have historically had tails , unless you mean the other type.” Korekiyo pondered.
“...It does suit him kinda well, now that you guys mention it.” Rantaro eyed him up.
“It's nice to see someone expressing themself so freely.” Ryoma smiled behind his hat.
Himiko paused. “He could be a good familiar like this…”
“It's better than her being a degenerate male.” Tenko shrugged.
“I'm still a male!”
“...Sure.”
“I- Shuichi? Kaito? Maki? Someone ? Help me??”
“You're all immature.” Maki sighed.
Kaito pointedly did not look at Keebo, and Keebo had a sneaking suspicion he knew why.
“...Gonta’s confused.”
“We all are.” Kirumi sighed.
Miu grinned. “Let's have a vote! Everyone, close your eyes, other than me!”
Keebo obliged.
“If you want Keebo to stay like this, raise your hand!”
“...11 votes, not including me. If you wanna change Keebo back, raise your hand!”
Keebo’s hand shot up.
“4 votes! I think that solves that!”
“Wait, what!? I don't-” Keebo was cut off by someone pulling on his tail. He let out an embarrassing yelp, turning around to face the offender. Unsurprisingly, it was Kokichi.
“...That hardly seems fair to Keebo. Shuichi, wouldn't you agree?” Kirumi sighed.
Shuichi was silent.
“Shuichi? Have you heard of any cases where there was a forced… surgery like this?”
“...definitely not. I wouldn't know that.” Shuichi’s voice sounded off. Kokichi giggled.
“...Can you at least change his attire?” Kirumi sighed.
“What about a nurse costume?”
“No! Sexualising nurses has been done long ago! Nobody wants to see that mess again!” Tsumugi sounded frantic.
“...Okay. Freak.” Miu thought for a while. “...Flight attendant?”
“Wouldn't a schoolgirl be more appropriate? Since we're in school ?” Keebo suggested far too quickly.
“...I guess? That… you came up with that awfully fast…”
“I- we're in school! What else am I meant to think?”
Miu froze. “You're enjoying this, aren't you?”
“No! What!?”
“...Do you get off on being humiliated in front of everyone? Gonna cum in your pants from this? I bet you aren't even wearing pants. Slut.” Miu taunted.
“No!” Keebo backed away, not noticing who was standing in that direction.
Kokichi yanked on his tail, and Keebo had to cover his mouth with his hands so he didn't moan . Because of the force, Keebo ended up falling.
He tried to scramble up, but Miu forced him to his knees, grabbing his hands and pinning his wrists together. Kokichi grabbed his tail, starting to rub his fingers on it, before pinching it.
Keebo whined .
Everyone was watching, judgemental and hungry eyes on him . He shivered.
“Who knew robots could be whores?” Kokichi giggled.
Keebo fought a whimper. “That's robophobic! I-I'm not a-” He gasped as Kokichi pressed particularly hard on his tail.
“S-Stop…”
“If you want us to stop, then say “red”.” Miu grinned.
Keebo bit his tongue.
Miu’s grin spread as she got an idea. She moved to the side, letting go of his wrists.
“H-Huh?"
“You mentioned you got three updates earlier, right?” A malicious glint showed in her eyes.
No.
“M-Miu, what are you…”
“Well, everyone's already seen two of the upgrades. Why not let them see the third?” Her grin was hungry. Keebo reflexively pressed his legs closer to each other. Miu spread them, holding one while Kokichi held the other.
It took barely a second for her to flip his skirt up, revealing his humiliatingly wet cunt to everyone.
“Hold it right there!” Monokuma popped up. Keebo froze. “This is highly inappropriate!”
“...It's a killing game.” Rantaro pointed out, his eyes not drifting from Keebo.
“Yes, but explicit pornography is entirely unwholesome!”
“What if we kill that bussy?” Miu snorted.
“That's wholly inappropriate! Take this to your dorms, I don't care!” Monokuma unlocked the door, before storming out.
“Aw, dang it! We were about to get to the fun part as well…” Kokichi pouted, squeezing his tail and drawing another whimper one last time before standing up. Miu let the skirt fall, and helped pull Keebo off.
“We can still do the fun part, dumbass. Monokuma has no rules about how many students are allowed in a dorm at once.” Miu smirked.
Keebo gulped. “Are- Are you gonna-”
Miu grabbed his hands roughly, before dragging him out the gymnasium, Kokichi running to catch up.