The scrawny fox stepped into the size 24 EEE rubber boots. They felt heavy on his paws... only for a moment... Suddenly, a surge of energy rushed through his body as he grew to 7'6", his muscles quadrupled in size, and his paws stretched to fill the now form fitting footwear...
Hearing the heavy stomp of your malfunctioning AI "Assistant" plodding through the ship, the upgrades it self-approved, turning it from a 2' tall assistant to an 8' tall enforcer bot that was starting to disobey your orders... instituting its OWN commands for YOU...
Not realizing that your "quirky" little robo-side kick has been growing a bit bigger every day. A little taller, a little burlier, a little less cute, a deeper voice modulator, bigger metal paws, thicker metal boots, more confident demeanor, more dominating personality...
Legions of identical grunts marching out of the factory. Sure, they had all once had unique identities, unique bodies, unique minds, but the SUPREME AI didn't need that. It need identical 7'6", 450 lb burly Grunt-DRONES to carry out its world conquering bidding...
Not realizing your desire to be dommed by your robot butler was implanted there by the AI itself, seeding this "natural" urge so that one day you'd expand its permissions so that it could fully and completely take control of you...
It was all fun and games until your meek, short stack otter BF wished he could "walk a mile in your shoes" and suddenly you (a burly grizzly bear) find yourself shrinking and weakening while your BF grows, ending with YOU being the short meek partner to your burly, 7'6" otter BF.
"BIGGER" was all the droid bot said, before the mechanical arms grabbed you, pulled you into the machine, and you were forcibly pumped full of growth hormones and obedience frequencies to retrain both your mind and body to be a organic tool for the machines...
BF stealing your height. BF stealing your muscles. BF stealing your masculinity. BF stealing your virility. BF becoming a hulking, strict dom while you become a passive, bottom-heavy twink...
If you didn't want to be forced to bulk up to 250 lbs of burly muscle, then you shouldn't have hired that AI Personal Trainer who decided you were too weak on your own to do it so they integrated with your nervous system and piloting/forcibly working out and bulking for you...
Mood: Being turned into an energy source or battery for an AI. Enclosed in an exosuit as you natural organic-based energy production is exploited for the benefit of machines who reprogram themselves to see organics as nothing more than tools...