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CONTRIBUTION TO THE COMMUNITY By Brat / edited by Umgestalten Disclaimer: This story is a work of fiction. Any resemblance between this story and any actual person, living or dead, is coincidental. The story contains mature subject matter. Transformation themes from human into animal and other mature themes are included within. If you would be offended by these, please don't continue! SUNDAY AFTERNOON The black coaches, driven by young Amish men, rattled through the village in Lancaster County, Pennsylvania as they did every Sunday afternoon. My cousin David and I were on our way to the local supermarket where we would meet some of the other young people of our community and maybe some Mennonite girls. I was looking forward to seeing Rebecca and her friends again. With some luck I would be in her neighbourhood in a short while. Like all the others, I was wearing dark clothes consisting of, straight- cut coat without lapels, broadcloth trousers, suspenders, solid-coloured shirts, black socks and shoes, and broad-brimmed straw hats. I had to place a hand on my hat to keep it on my head because of the speed of our coach. "Take it easy, David. I don't want to end up in a ditch. Especially not when 'real life' is in our future." I saw David looking up to me for a second and then he drew at the reins to slow the horse to a trot. "You're right Samuel; it would be stupid to end up in a hospital or worse yet, in the cemetery now that we have the chance of a lifetime to leave all this bullshit behind us." We had lived the last twelve months almost like any 'normal' American teenager. Meaning drinking a lot of alcohol, driving cars like fools, listening to music, going out to parties and having fun and sex with girls. For us it was a totally new experience! At age sixteen, every youngster of the Amish community has the chance to live their life the same as any other average American teenager for a period of time. The Amish call this 'rumspringa' which means 'running around.' The intention of this period in the life of an Amish teenager is so that he or she can make a clear informed choice to join the Amish church after this experience, or remain in the 'English' world. Both of us started rather late with our 'rumspringa'; namely at the age of seventeen and this was very much to the surprise of our parents who were hoping that we would pass this period in our life of a growing up an Amish teenager. David and I did our best during our 'rumspringa.' We dove into it like some kind of wild animals without any restraint at all on our behaviour. I must admit that we acted very selfish during the last year without taking into account our family or community. Of course our parents didn't approve of our behaviour at all which was far beyond the limits that most kids would go during their 'rumspringa'! They had reprimanded us several times but without any effect. It was totally in vain; each time after a reprimand, David and I reacted with more exorbitant behaviour. The last few months we were both confronted with the impact of our behaviour regarding our community; the people began to shun us and we could clearly see the disapproval of our conduct in their eyes. Another consequence of my behaviour was that I lost the love of my beloved Emma. Since we were little Emma and I were very close, and some three years ago we started a relationship. Both of our parents approved of our relationship and it was presumed we were going to be married at the end of this year. None of that took place. Emma broke up with me two weeks ago and was married last week to Bart; a real jerk of a guy! I still missed her and didn't want to be reminded of our broken relationship or of her marriage to that creep. I knew for a long time that after we started with our 'rumspringa,' there was no way back to our former lives. This knowledge made me both happy, and at the same time, a little depressed. I loved my family and felt sorry that I probably hurt their feelings with my selfish attitude. Anyway, for us, it was clear that we would quit the Amish community to build a life in the 'real' world. We had the intention to tell our parents of our decision that evening. My father and David's mother are brother and sister, and both of our families are very conservative even for the Amish community! We knew both for sure that it would be a difficult task to tell them about our decision, so we arranged that our parents would be together at my home this evening. In this scenario we could give each other some support. That would make it easier for us, or so we thought! As a form of respect for them, and for the community, we both dressed ourselves according to the dress code of the community for the last two weeks. When we passed the post office I noticed our Aunt Rachel was standing near the building. She looked up at us and just gave us a cold smile. There was something in her look that gave me the creeps. Anyway, I know for sure she didn't like me at all, and I had the same feeling towards her. It wasn't always like that. Three years ago she was still my hero and the example that helped me mentally with my desire to quit the community. Rachel, the youngest sister of my mother, was one of the first girls to leave our community behind her for university studies in medicine. She became a genetic scientist and I heard some rumours that she was involved in the controversial mater of cell research. Her name was mentioned in the media four years ago as one of the genetic doctors who where involved with illegal research on embryos. Of course this news was very hard to accept among our family and our community. And then suddenly, after the disaster of the 'mad cow disease' that destroyed nearly all of the cattle in our community two years ago, she came back and rejoined our family and the community. What really surprised me was that directly after her return she became one of the most conservative members of our community. She was married two months after her return to a much older man, a farmer. Now she was the mother of a baby boy and already pregnant with her second child. I tried to talk to her about the reasons she had quit her life as a famous scientist to become an ordinary Amish housewife, but she ignored my questions and gave me only this one response, "The most important goal in your life has to be, to become a worthy member of our community." Living conditions where very hard at that time - and still are in our rural community because of the loss of most of our cattle. However, we began rebuilding our herd starting with five new heifers that were already pregnant when they arrived at our farms. Those heifers were rather slightly built on their arrival and I couldn't understand where the money came from to buy them, even for such poor animals. When I asked my father about that he just answered that it was the good Lord who was helping us and that I should stop asking such stupid questions. I could see by the expression on his face that I, for my own good, had better respect his advice. And that was it! Last year our community seems to have found enough financial reserve to again buy several new heifers; which were also pregnant at the time of their arrival on the farms. On my parents farm we now had five Holstein milk cows, their calves and three new heifers. Like last year those three new heifers were rather slightly built for young heifers but they always gain a lot of fat and muscle very quickly despite their condition on arrival The experience of last year taught us that there was no problem at all making them productive milk cows after they delivered their calves. It was still a significantly lower number of cattle than before the disaster struck our region, but it once again made our farm a little bit more liveable and it was nearly the same situation on all the other farms. It seemed that more and more my Aunt Rachel came to fill the role of doctor for the cattle on the farms after the herds rebuilt. I noticed that she frequently came to our farm to inspect the cattle. She not only inspected them on a regular schedule but also brought food supplies and gave all of the heifers' weekly injections. When I asked her what the injections were she told me that they would help them to become more resistant to the mad cow virus. I also noticed that when Aunt Rachel was around the heifers that they acted nervous, like they were somehow afraid of her. That feeling was probably reciprocal because she always had firm hold on a cattle prod like she was expecting a sudden attack at any moment. I found her behaviour strange, but thought of it as the overreaction of a too careful woman. To me she seemed to have somehow lost some of her once brilliant mind... now I know better! SUNDAY EVENING David looked nervously at me. We were sitting at my parent's large dinner table with all of our parents. David's mother was crying with her hands over her face. My mother had a worried look on her face and without speaking, she was pleading with me to change my plans to leave the community. It made me feel bad to see the sad look into her eyes. My father just stared at me with no expression at all on his face; it was as if he was playing a game of poker. We were alone in the house. All our brothers and sisters were staying at David's parent's farm. "So, both of you want to leave our community tomorrow, is that right?" David's father questioned us in a very severe tone. We both nodded our heads. "I suppose your decision is a final one?" "Yes, it is uncle. We are so sorry to disappoint all of you, but our future is not here in this community," I replied to him bravely. "I think you are wrong about that Samuel," he returned. At that moment I heard the sound of the kitchen door being quickly opened behind me followed by the rush of footsteps. When I turned around I saw my Aunt Rachel with of her husband and his brother coming toward to us. In no time, Aunt Rachel's husband had his left arm firmly around my chest and arms, so that I was stuck in a sitting position between his arm and my body. Before I could react I felt a rag pressed against my nose and mouth. I struggled to get free, but it was no use. David's screaming was the last thing I heard before I lost consciousness. MONDAY MORNING (DAY ONE) The awaking The first thing I noticed was the sound of a person breathing in a deep sleep. I felt terrible and had a huge headache and a dry mouth. On top of that there was an irritated feeling in the area of my groin. When I opened my eyes I saw David in front of me. He was lying naked on his back on a bed; his body was bathed in the light of early morning. I moved my eyes to his right arm and saw that it seemed to be connected with handcuffs to a metal chain some twenty inches long which was attached around the metal leg of his bed. At that moment I felt a similar metal chain around my left wrist. When I turned on my back, I could see that I was also chained the same as David. 'What the hell is going on?' I wondered. The handcuff was cutting deep into my flesh. I tried to get my hand free from the cuffs but I had to give up after some twenty seconds because of the pain to my wrist. My thoughts were racing like a wild river in my head and I had to fight the panic that was trying to take over my mind. I realised that I was hyperventilating and with some effort I started to gain back some control of my breathing. After a while I succeeded in reducing my panic attack. I knew for sure that I had to remain calm if I was to have any chance of getting out of this nightmare. When I looked down, I noticed that I was also naked and, to my surprise, I noticed that there was a rather large bandage on my abdomen. Looking at David I could see that it was the same for him. Using my free hand, I began to explore the accesses of the bandage that was firmly adhered to my skin. There were, strangely enough, no traces left of my belly hair, and when I felt further down there was no trace of my pubic hair either. When I pushed myself to a sitting position on the bed I was relieved to see that my 'willy' was still intact, despite my new baldness and the irritated feeling coming from my balls. I carefully took my right testicle between my fingers and noticed that it felt sore and heated. When I started to palpate it I had to stop immediately because of a sudden increasing burning pain. Tears were running down my cheeks and I had to breathe deeply in order to endure the pain. That dreadful experience stopped any further examination of my body and I lay there wondering, 'What's going on? ' I started looking around the room for an answer. It had one solid wooden door that was located in the middle of the wall opposite our beds and it appeared that David and I were locked up in a rather large chamber that was constructed in the form of a rectangle. Our two hospital-type beds were placed near the two side walls of the room with space to walk around each bed, but they were placed a rather long distance from each other. The only light came through two small windows on my left, which were located just below the ceiling of the room. Those dirty windows were closed and way too small to allow a person to pass through. Besides this restriction, the two windows were located too high to be reached, even if a person was to stand on their bed. The white painted walls looked like concrete, and even the ceiling appeared solidly built. The room seemed to be part of a cellar with a very high ceiling. Then I heard a noise coming from David's bed. When I turned my head in his direction, I saw him staring at me with some confusion in his eyes. I tried to speak to him, but my throat and mouth were far to dry to allow me to make any sound. He asked, "Dude, what's happening? Where are we?" Then at that moment he realized that his right arm was chained and before I could give him an answer, he started to pull on his chain with all his strength. His action was, as I presumed it would be, in vain and cost him a lot of energy and pain. After he calmed down a little I managed to talk to him about our situation but despite my warnings, David just had to check his balls and endure the same dreadful pain that I had. I spent a lot of time trying to calm David down after that incident. Then suddenly we both heard footsteps from the other side of the door to our room. AUNT RACHELA First I heard the sound of a key turning in the door lock, then the door opened slowly and I saw my Aunt Rachel standing in the opening. She was wearing a white lab coat instead of her traditional Amish dress. "Hello Samuel, David. Did you sleep well? I hope you enjoyed your last night as 'free' American citizens?" I couldn't hold my anger and started to call her all the names in the book and David followed suit. She didn't react at all to our insults but just stood there watching us with a smile on her face. After a while I got tired and began to have some difficulties with my voice. It started to sound hoarse after my short, minute-long tirade of yelling at her. "Finished? If not, I will leave you both alone with all of your unanswered questions." We looked first at each other and than we both nodded our heads at her to make it clear that we agreed to stop yelling at and insulting her. "Fine. You probably have a lot of questions and I'm willing to answer them if you give me the chance. That means no more yelling or insults. Is that clear David, Samuel?" "Yes, Aunt Rachel. Just help me, help me out of here, please," David pleaded in a very submissive way. "Pleading won't help you David, or you either Samuel. Your situation is the result of your improper behaviour over the last twelve months. Both of you are fully responsible for your current situation and now it's time to pay for it. Let me put it this way, it's time for both of you to make your contribution to our community!" "What do you mean by that?" I asked her while looking straight in her eyes. "You don't have the right to chain and lock us up in this room. Neither does the community." "You're completely wrong about that Samuel. Both of your parents are aware of your current situation and moreover, they gave their permission to the leaders of our community." I couldn't believe what she was saying. My parents couldn't be involved in this. It had to be the work of that mad woman alone. She continued with a grin on her face, "Know this, David and Samuel. Know that you are here to help rebuild the cattle herds on our farms. Soon both of you are going to fulfil a very important role in that rebuilding. Can you guess which role? I suppose not." She paused for a while looking both of us alternately in our eyes. A cold shiver ran down my back. "Your role will be that of a pregnant heifer. What do you say about that statement Samuel? David?" Aunt Rachel couldn't hide her amusement while saying these awful words. I was thinking, 'What is she taking about? She must have totally lost her mind. We're in deep shit because we're obviously under her control and she's a crazy woman. I have to find a way out of here as soon as I can.' "I can see on your faces that you don't believe me, but let me assure you both that next spring you will be walking around in a pasture as proud mother cows in the company of your newborn calves. Were do you think those heifers came from for our farms over the last two years?" 'Oh, no!' I thought, 'I knew it there was something seriously wrong with those heifers on our farm.' Hearing her, I began to fear for my future and for David's too. Maybe it was true what she was saying. 'Oh my god. I don't want to become a cow! Don't let this happen to me...Please, don't let it be true.' "We certainly didn't have the money to buy all new cattle," she continued. But, with my knowledge as a genetic scientist, I was able to help the community rebuild their herds. The heifers that arrived on the farms over the last few years where not born as such. All of them were teenagers like yourselves when we took them. We did this when they returned home after spending their time in rumspringa to say they were rejecting our society. The elders agreed that because of their promiscuous behaviour and desires they didn't deserve to live any longer as human beings. As heifers and milk cows they are now productive members for the society. This is also the case for the 'English' teenagers that we 'recruited' in order to help rebuild our herd. So, I don't have any moral problem with changing some selfish individuals into farm animals. They don't deserve better!" At this point in her discourse Aunt Rachel raised her voice and looked angrily at us. "Also, as far as the two of you are concerned, I don't have any problem changing you into heifers. True, it will be the first time that I will use members of my own family to gain new animals..." Rachel took a pause at that moment. She looked first into the eyes of David before looking at me. I felt very uncomfortably under her cold stare. "Although, you are members of my family, both of you declared yourselves lost to our community just as the others had. And your behaviour over the last year more than proved that. Plus we came up short on 'volunteers' this year to produce the necessary number of new heifers. The disappearance of some 'English' teenagers in this state over the last two years has made it more difficult for us to operate than before." Did you know Samuel, David, that to produce a yearling heifer we must use teenagers between the ages of sixteen and twenty tears old? I will explain why to you later. One other handicap is that the process of transformation must be started by the month of September and not earlier than June. It is too dangerous to keep the 'volunteers' captive for a long period before we start the process to slowly change them into heifers." "No. No, Aunt Rachel! I don't want to hear it. I don't want to become a cow! Please, please help me... I will stay here and do anything you want me to do for the community. I assure you that I will not cause any anymore trouble. Please Aunt Rachel don't make me a cow ...don't do it! Please?" a sobbing David plead. "Well, well David. Where has all your guy stuff gone to?" she asked while she moved closer to our beds. She put her left hand on the metal foot end of David's hospital bed and began to slowly to caress it with her fingers. "Dear, dear, David. It's too late for that," she said emphatically. "You're both already on your way to becoming a Holstein heifer. Even if I tried to stop the process now it would be in vain. The injections I gave you last night, and the little operation you underwent, make your request impossible. I'm sorry for that David, but I promise to place you as a cow on a nice farm with kind owners. Maybe you could even go back to your parents' farm? I'll talk to them about that idea if you want, David. Realise that I'm giving you the chance to go back home were you can spend the rest of your natural life. True, you wouldn't be a member of the family, exactly, but you would be a part of their dairy herd. This is a privilege, David don't miss out on this chance." David's body shuddered and he started rocking back and forth. "You bloody bitch!" I shouted at her. "Leave him alone and stop torturing him with your awful talk. Who do you think you are? What gives you the right to be so cruel to him?" "I see are local hero is still working on his reputation." She replied with a grin on her face. "I'll answer your questions, dear nephew. I'm standing here in the position of the genetic specialist doctor who is carrying out what the community has requested of me. And that is to make sure that we have enough new heifers this year to reinforce the herds on the farms. The survival of the community depends on that. You and David will be two of those new heifers. And like it or not, that's the way it is my dear nephew. I hope you're satisfied with that answer because it's all you're getting. Now, you better save your energy because the transformation that you are about to endure will take a lot of your strength." "Go to hell Aunt Rachel! Why should I believe your crap talk? It's only the crazy talk of a once brilliant woman who's totally lost her mind. Just tell me, what you've done to David and me? I hope for you own sake that it is not dangerous to our health. So, again, what did you do to us, you crazy bitch. What kind of operation did we go through and why are my balls hurting? Tell me, is all this shit you did to us harmless for our bodies, or not?" For some time there was a silence as heavy as lead in the room which was suddenly interrupted by a loud weeping sound from David. When I looked at him he was sitting up on his bed with his head hanging down between his knees. "You'll find out for yourselves over the next few days that I'm not mad, Samuel. I can guarantee that!" While saying that she moved to stand in front of my bed. "I'm afraid that the answer to your last question is, 'no.' The good news is however, that that the transformation from human to animal will have no ill effects on your health. You will remain in a very healthy condition once you have settled into your new body and life as a dairy cow." Rachel paused again, then shrugged her shoulders and continued, "Anyway, since last night, there is no going back. Years ago I developed a method that made it possible to change the genetic structure of any mammal with the use of genetically manipulated cells. These cells re-code the DNA in whatever sequence is desired, and they multiply extremely fast in the host body. Because they are small, they are able to penetrate any of the host body's structures. You were both given injections that are rewriting your DNA-code from human to that of a Holstein heifer at this very moment. Even now you are probably experiencing a slight tingling sensation all over your body. This is one of the signs of the first stage of your transformation. As a matter of fact, there are, even now, thousands of these genetically manipulated cells rewriting your DNA. They are changing the structure of every cell in your body. These changes happen rather slowly in the first stages as the cells of your body are reformed according to their new codes. I suspect that later, the bone transformations may be a bit painful, but I can't verify that because all of my 'volunteers' to date have lost of their ability to speak by that time." She paused again as if to organize her thoughts. The entire time she spoke, Aunt Rachel had been looking straight into my eyes. Then she took a deep breath and continued again, "There are two types of cells: the first ones will search your body until they find the specific organ they are designed to transform. Once found, they will penetrate the cells of that organ and completely change its structure until it has become the organ of a heifer. The second, and far more numerous cells, are designed to rewrite the DNA code of the rest of the host's body. These cells also block the natural defences that are responsible for destroying the body's invaders. I've never told anyone about my discovery until now. I kept it a secret for years, but when the 'mad cow' disease destroyed almost all of our cattle I decided to use my discovery to benefit our community." My heart was pumping wildly in my chest. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. 'What did she mean by genetically manipulated cells?' I wondered. I began to panic and tried to stand up on my bed but the chain on my arm wouldn't allow me do to so. Frantically I looked up and down my body. 'Cells are rewriting my DNA?' I silently questioned. I couldn't see any changes but I was suddenly aware of a kind of tingling feeling all over my body as she had described. 'This cant be happening!' my mind screamed, but somehow I knew she was right. I was beginning to become a believer. "I can see by the expression on your face, Samuel that you are beginning to understand that what I'm telling you is the truth. One of the reasons I prefer to work with teenagers is because you can't make a body younger than its real biological age. An adult can be changed into a mature cow but never into a young heifer. The older the subject is the longer the time that is necessary to achieve a complete transformation. This is probably the result of the ageing process of the body's cells. However to gain a complete transformation from a human teenager to bovine heifer it requires more than a year and an half. This is far too long to meet our needs so I found a solution to this problem. I discovered that when a target species' egg is in the womb of the host body and is impregnated with the sperm of the new species, it speeds up the transformation process enormously. So, in order to create this desirable situation of speeding up the transformation process, we have to make the host body pregnant as soon as possible. Understand so far, Samuel?" she asked. I nodded numbly and she carried on with her monologue, "Changing a girl into a heifer and making her pregnant during the beginning period of her transformation is a rather an easy task. You just have to change of all her productive organs and then make her pregnant with the help of a little bull sperm. Once done she will change very quickly into a pregnant heifer. It takes only two months for her to completely transform. Boys, on other hand, are a different matter; it's a little more complicated. Do you have any idea what we have to do to speed up the process of transformation with male subjects?" she asked. With that evil smile on her face, I didn't want to give her the satisfaction of seeing fear in my eyes so I looked back with a face full of anger and disgust and shouted, "Fuck you!" right at her. "No, Samuel. You're totally wrong. It's going to be you who will be fucked, and very soon," laughed Rachel. "I think it's time I gave you an explanation for the little operation you had last night. However, you'll have to wait a bit. I'll give both of you the information separately, in my lab, so have some patience." She giggled slightly as she spoke the last sentence. "I don't want to hear about it, Aunt Rachel. Stop with all this talk and let us go home, please? Please Aunt Rachel. Help us! We just want to go home. Let us go, please?" David pleaded. He was crying heavily as his head was swaying back and forth. His face clearly showed his abject fear. I knew from my trembling lower lip that I must have looked the same. I felt compassion for him despite of my own fear. How could they even think of doing this to us? They had no right! THE LAB Aunt Rachel totally ignored David and went back to the door. There she called out for her husband Abraham and asked him to come down. Twenty seconds later he stood there in the room with his brother William. They both went over to David and unlocked the wheels of his hospital bed. Before he could react a handcuff was placed on his left ankle through the bars at the foot of the bed and fastened to his right ankle. Then they pushed David's bed out of the room with him locked to it. He was screaming and swinging with his free arm while he was rolled out of our room on his bed. "Help me! Help me Dude! Help..." His screaming cut deep as a knife into my head, but I was helpless and not in any position to help him. The door closed and I could hear him still screaming for some time. Then there was only silence. The only sound came from my own deep breathing. I was very afraid and I knew for sure that David and I were in big trouble! Then David came back. I'll never forget the moment they pushed David back into the room. He didn't react at all when I called his name. His eyes were filled with tears while he was staring at the ceiling. Then I noticed the new bandage on his throat. 'What have those bastards done do him?' I worried. When I saw Abraham coming closer to my bed with the handcuffs from David's feet in his hand, I managed to give him a kick right in his crotch. Satisfied, I saw him collapsing down on the ground from the pain. My victory was short lived though. Before I could react my legs were crushed on the bed by William who pushed them down with his knees and the help of his body weight. A few seconds later the cuffs were locked on my ankles. I saw the anger on his face; I knew that Abraham clearly had the intention to kick me down on my face. I was trying to protect myself as much as possible with my arms when Aunt Rachel came to my rescue. "Stop that Abraham! Don't you dare touch him! It's your own fault that happened. You have to pay closer attention. Is that clear my dear husband? Just bring him to my lab before something else happens." Shackled to my bed, I was rolled out of the room into a small corridor. Aunt Rachel walked towards a door located just down from us. The corridor was empty except for a steep set of stairs located on our left. She opened the door and walked in and with me lying on the bed and my uncle pushing, we followed her. The room was bathed in light from an electric bulb on the ceiling which was very unusual in our community because of the prohibition on using electricity. This room was obviously a medical examination room. I saw a work surface, a fridge and some cabinets on my left. There was also, much to my surprise, a gynaecological exam chair on my right side and in the middle of the room stood another large table. The room also gave access to another room that clearly served as her lab. My bed was rolled just besides the table that stood in the middle of the room. This table had several straps that were obviously meant to restrain whoever was placed on the table. Despite my furious struggles William an Abraham easily managed to place me on the table and fasten the straps. They tightened them until I was completely immobile. "You can both go and close the door on your way out. Stay out until I let you know he's ready." MY LAST FUCK AS A MALE Rachel waited until they had closed the door of the lab behind them before she spoke. "So, we're finally alone dear nephew," she said with a smile. "It's time to continue with your transformation process, Samuel." I saw her move to my left to a table where a lot of medical equipment was laid out. I closed my eyes and concentrated on blocking out my rising panic. When she turned back to me I could see that she was holding a ball gag in her left hand. "It is time to close that big mouth of yours, Samuel. You have no idea how long I've waited for this moment." In no time at all she placed the ball gag into my mouth and tightly strapped around my head. "Before continuing with your transformation, I'll give you the honour of performing sexually as a human male one last time in your life" Aunt Rachel slowly unbuttoned her lab coat and, to my surprise, she was completely naked under it. With a graceful and seductive movement, she let her coat fall slowly from her shoulders to the floor. I followed it down until it passed her large, firm breasts that almost looked to be filled with milk. Each was tipped with an oversized dark nipple surrounded by large dark aureoles. My Aunt Rachel was not exactly what you would call a beautiful woman. Beneath her slightly swollen pregnant belly, I could see her dark bush at the top of her short, fat legs. She bent over me and placed her face so that her lips came very close to mine. "Just relax my dear nephew and try to enjoy this. The next time you have a sexual encounter; it will be a totally different experience, Samuel. I guarantee it." I didn't know what she was planning to do to me but I didn't like what I'd heard so far. She was an evil fucking bitch. I knew that my actions to break my bonds were futile, but I couldn't give up without a fight. While I was jerking and thrashing against the straps, I felt something that made me shudder uncontrollably with fear. I could feel her warm hand brush lightly against my naked inner legs a brief half second before her fingers grasped my exposed cock. I tried to resist as her hand began to fondle my cock but I couldn't escape from her touch. To my embarrassment I started to get aroused. I tried to ignore her warm hands as they were stroking me, trying to bring me to an erection. I closed my eyes as I tried to think of something else... anything else, but I soon had to accept the fact that my aunt was, for all intents, going to rape me. She soon looked up at me with a cold smile as she slid a condom over my now erect cock. I gasped as she climbed up on the table and straddled me with her knees around my lower waist and then slowly lowered herself down on top of me. She adjusted herself, positioning her inner thighs so that she barely touched my stiff erection. Her large swollen breasts were hanging down just in front of my face and I could feel the hairs from her calves rubbing against my upper legs. Opening my eyes, I stared at the wicked grin on her face as she started to rub the head of my stiff cock against her vaginal lips with one hand while her other hand was squeezing her left breast. She held my cock firmly in her hand as she lowered herself down on it. As soon as she had my entire shaft nestled tightly in her wet pussy, she started to squeeze my cock with the inner muscles of her vaginal canal. She brought her head down towards me as she started to move rhythmically on my cock. Her large ass was rubbing against my thighs as her movements stroked my erection. "I wish that I could free your hands so that you could play with my tits, Samuel. It's really too bad because I'm going to be the best fuck that you've ever had. I also know that this going to be the last fuck you'll ever have so you better enjoy it, Samuel." LOSING MY MANHOOD Ten minutes later I could hear her cleaning her self up in the other room. The sound of running water drowned out the sound of my deep breathing. My heart was still beating quite fast after our intercourse. I tried not to think about what had happened. Despite of my disgust I had to admit that I enjoyed the sexual experience with my aunt. She came back from the other room dressed in her lab coat again. "So Samuel, back to business," she said to me as she pulled the condom off my shrunken penis. I saw her working for awhile at the work surface on my left. I wondered what the hell she was doing. I was only able to see her back when I lifted my head up a bit from the table. When she returned to me I panicked. She was holding two very large old style syringes lying in a stainless steel medical pan. She held it with both hands and it terrified me as she moved closer to me. "Did you think about the answer to my question as to how I managed to solve my problem with male subjects? I doubt you did," she said in a sarcastic manner. "Because of the lack of any female reproductive organs in the males, I had to help Mother Nature out a bit. Last night, I implanted the uterus and vagina of a mature heifer in your abdomen. No, that's not totally correct. The uterus and vagina are not from a heifer. They were cloned to match the specific cells that I genetically modified and injected into your body earlier. The uterus is in oestrus as we speak with an egg ready for fertilization. I implanted both organs inside of your abdomen and for the moment they are still very small. They will grow quite fast over the few next days. Soon your new female productive organs will be completely developed." I refused to believe her, but a voice inside was telling me that she was telling the terrible truth. My destiny was set. I was to become a dairy cow and would be one for the rest of my life! "Of course there is still some reproductive plumbing missing like the ovaries. Luckily I can create them easily enough by simple modification of your testicles. Yesterday I prepared them by giving you an injection in each one. That is why they are hurting today and why I had to use a condom when we had sex. I just can't take the risk of being infected by some of the manipulated cells along with your seed .The cells in your testes are now ready to change into the ovaries of a heifer. I just have to give you this second shot. I'm sorry for the discomfort Samuel." Because of the gag in my mouth, my screams sounded more like a muffled groan. Raising my head from the table as far as possible I saw her standing near my crotch. The view of my groin was suddenly blocked by her body. Then I felt her taking my left testicle in her latex gloved hand. I tensed up as she pushed the needle in. It hurt like crazy and tears started running down on my cheeks from the pain when she injected the fluid. I gasped again from the intense pain when the same thing was done with the other one. "Congratulations Samuel. You are well on your way to a total gender change. In a few hours your new ovaries will be absorbed into your body and be moving to their proper place in your forming cow abdomen." "Since you penis and scrotum no longer serve any purpose, I'll be using them to create an udder. This next injection to your penis will speed up that process and in less than tree days you will to be the proud new owner of a swinging little udder hanging between your legs. Without using the catalyst it would take much more time to develop and that would be a waist of time, don't you think Samuel? Oh, and Samuel, don't worry about not being able to pee once your penis has transformed because you'll also be developing a new urethra along with your new vagina and all the rest." Wide eyed and in shock, I had to endure another painful injection. This time it was given into the shaft of my penis. "So, I'm nearly finished Samuel. There is just one more thing to do before you can go back to be with David," she said as I saw her go back to the work table and prepare another syringe. "Normally this is one of the first injections that my 'volunteers' get when they arrive at the farm. In your and David's case, I decided to wait a bit longer just for the fun of it. There was no way in the world I wanted to miss out on your curses at me this morning. But now it's time to make sure that you will keep that big mouth closed once and for all. That situation also suits me well because you won't be able to tell Abraham about our little adventure. The only sound you will produce from now on will be that of a cow, my dear nephew." She moved very close and put her right arm around my head. Then she pulled me against her body and I was locked between her arm and her body. I gritted my teeth in anticipation of the pain to come. I felt the needle entering my throat just beside my Adam's apple. The pain was terrible and I felt like I was being suffocated. Ten seconds later she withdrew the needle and let my head fall free again. "So, that's done. This injection will change your vocal chords into those of a typical cow. You will be able to use your new 'voice' from, lets see... probably about Friday. I'm looking forward to hearing your first lowing sounds, Samuel." Rachel pushed on a red button and then left through the door to the lab. I was still fighting against the burning pain in my groin and in my throat when Abraham and William came back in the lab. William took the ball gag out and it felt good to be able to breathe through my mouth again. A few minutes later I was back in the cell. David was still staring at the ceiling. I could see by his swollen eyes that he had been crying during my absence. I noticed that a small wooden table had been placed between our two beds with a plastic carafe full of water, two plastic glasses and some biscuits on it. On the floor between our beds there was a plastic bucket with a roll of toilet paper next to it. The door of the cell was pushed closed with a loud bang that echoed through our room. TUESDAY (DAY TWO) By Tuesday morning when I woke up my whole body was hurting. I had the feeling that my head was spitting in two and that my balls and penis were crushed between two rocks. Besides that, I felt as if there was a frog locked into my throat. I tried unsuccessfully to swallow him down or cough him up. With some difficulty I managed to rise up on my bed. David was sleeping on his back. My hand was trembling when I filled a glass with water from the carafe. I had to drink the water in short mouthfuls but it felt good and relieved a little bit the irritated feeling in my throat. I felt nearly every fibre of my body. The most disturbing feelings where the numerous and painful abdominal cramps I had to endure and my groin felt as if it was on fire. When I looked at it, I noticed that my penis had nearly doubled, not in length but in its breadth! That was when I felt for my scrotum and, to my horror; I found there was no trace left of my balls. It was empty! Only two empty wrinkled sacks of flesh remained to remind me of the former existence of my family jewels. 'My balls!' I cried out in my mind. After a long pause I cautiously brought my hand to my deformed penis. But as soon as I touched it I had to stop because the burning pain that was caused by my slightest touch. Normally a loud shout would have left my mouth, but now I could produce no more than a kind of constricted cough but there were tears were running down my cheeks as I tried to fight off the pain by breathing deeply. Desperately I went in search of some trace of my balls, but the effort was in vain. I moved my hand under the loose flesh that used to be my scrotum. Then I felt two lengthwise ridges with a crevice in the middle! Going further down my finger suddenly slipped it inside a crevice. This could not be possible! I had to be hallucinating! I tried to assure myself that everything was all right and that this dreadful experience had to be the result of being drugged by a crazy woman. 'It's the drugs. It has to be the drugs,' a quiet voice in my head was screaming. 'Sure. Keep thinking that and everything will be right when they wear off,' I thought but deep inside me I knew that I was changing; changing into a fucking cow! I continued to look with bewilderment at my deformed masculinity, until the moment that I became aware of an urgent need to pee. Reluctantly I took the bucket in hand and tried to bend over it as much as possible with my body in a sitting position at the edge of my bed. I tried to carefully guide my swollen member with my other hand in the direction of the bucket. It was difficult because of the limitations in movement of my left arm that was locked in the handcuff. At last I felt the relief as the flow of urine started; it seemed to go on forever. Afterwards I became conscious of the penetrating odour of my urine. I can define it best as a strong animal smell. I tried not to think about the reason for that strange smell. My attention moved to the bandage on my abdomen and I immediately started removing it. When I finally succeeded I was greeted by my swollen abdomen that had a sutured up vertical wound on it some two inches long. It was located just under my belly button. Five black wires were clearly visible against my white skin and between each, two red wires were visible. My breath was caught inside my painful throat. At this very moment a uterus and a vagina were forming in my abdomen, with all the parts and plumbing of a female animal, a farm animal, a dairy cow! I could no longer hold myself together. My destiny, and that of David, was so terrible that I started to weep, lying back on my bed. I could feel my fear growing as an unwanted mental image of me turning into a cow came to mind! 'Oh shit! This can't be happening to us!' my mind screamed silently, but again, rationally I knew that Aunt Rachel was bloody serious when she told us that we would become cows! I squeezed my eyes and forced the image away. I had to be calm! I couldn't let myself panic! A bit later I heard that David wakes up. When I looked over, I saw him with swollen eyes looking anxiously at me. My attempt to try to talk with David failed. The only thing that came out was some grunted sound. The pain in my throat stopped me after a few attempts. David was also making the same ugly sounds in his attempts to talk to me. Then I noticed that David was staring at my deformed penis with fear in his eyes. It wasn't long before he also discovered the changes to his own body. I felt powerless as I looked at how totally panicked David was when confronted with his own deformed groin. After a time, he folded his body into a foetal position on his bed with his back to me. He shook heavily from his weeping. Because his legs were drawn up to his chest, I had a clear view of his forming slit. In spite of my horror, I couldn't stop staring at it. The fleshy lips were pink in colour and they had a rather leathery look, completely unlike the appearance of normal human skin. To be honest it strongly reminded me of what I had seen for so many years on the rear end of our cows, namely the lips of their vaginas! TUESDAY EVEVING The day had passed slowly. My body continued to give me constant painful indicators that something was completely wrong. I knew well enough what was going on with my body, but tried not to think about it. I felt exhausted and, despite of the pain in my body, I finally succeeded in getting some sleep. The sound of the door to our cell opening woke me up. I saw Aunt Rachel coming in followed by William and Abraham. She was holding two medical basins in her hands and to my horror; I saw two syringes lying in each of them. Abraham went on one side of bed David's of while Rachel took a position between the two beds. William stood between my bed and the wall and was firmly holding a cattle prod in his hands. With a smile on his face I heard him saying: "Don't even think about doing something to help your friend, you stupid cow. Otherwise you are going to understand what these cattle prods can do. Understood Bessie?" I knew by the look on his face that he was ready to use it on me. But I was too sick and exhausted to put up a fight. Resigned, I looked over at David. I saw how Abraham held David's feet to the bed with the handcuffs and then went to the far side of the bed. A second later he was pushing David down on the bed and held him there with his hands on David's shoulders. Aunt Rachel blocked most of my view with her white lab coat. She placed the two medical basins on the table between our beds. "Calm down David. There is nothing you can do, so save your energy," I heard her saying. "It seems that you're gender change is well on its way. Unfortunately for you, your change of gender will not be as a human being, but then you can't have everything, can you? " Twenty seconds later the bandage was removed from David's abdomen. Aunt Rachel continued with her work without saying a word to David. First she took a scalpel from one of the basins. I will never forget the look of fear on David's face when, a minute later, she picked up the syringes one by one. They were empty when she returned them to the pans. "Don't cry David. That's it for today. In less than two days you will be the owner of a very nice cow vagina. Now, don't you think it would be selfish not to give one to your good friend too? I am certain that you would also want him to have a beautiful vagina. After all, you both spent the last year in pursuit of a nice wet pussy, didn't you? Don't worry David. I have arranged for your friend Samuel to have the same as you." Saying this, Aunt Rachel turned back to me. She was starring at me with that cold look in her eyes. At the same moment, Abraham took my feet while William pushed my legs down on the mattress using his cattle prod. The handcuff was quickly placed on my ankles securing me to the bed. Then William moved away in the direction of David's bed. "Well, well Samuel. Were you so curious that you couldn't wait to see what was behind your bandage?" Aunt Rachel asked with a grin. "Make sure that he can't move Abraham." Before I could react, my shoulders were held firmly by his strong hands. I tried to move but quickly found out that there was absolutely no way. With anger in my eyes I stared back at her. Rachel cut through one of the red coloured wires with one movement of her scalpel. The same thing happened three seconds later with the second red wire. While looking at my abdomen I noticed that my penis was clearly larger. It was now nearly two inches broad, instead of the one inch this morning. With fear in my eyes I saw Rachel taking one of the syringes out of the basin. She took my painful penis in one hand, and then she injected the fluid slowly into it. I do not have to tell you that this caused me a lot of pain. With a smile on her face she took the second syringe in her hand. "This injection is a catalyst for the cells that are already creating that lovely new udder between your legs. You will see the results very soon, my dear nephew. I can assure you of that! And this one will speed up the process to give you a nice new cow vagina.' While saying this, Rachel placed her free hand behind my penis between my legs. I supposed on one of the new forming lips of my vagina. "This one will hurt Samuel." My eyesight was temporally blocked because of my tears when she injected a part of the fluid between my legs. Ten seconds later she made another injection. Fighting against the pain, I could feel when they removed the handcuffs from my legs. "See you tomorrow. Have pleasant dreams my lovely heifers," she said as the door closed behind them. For a long time I could hear sobbing noises coming from David's bed. WEDNESDAY (DAY THREE) It was a long day for me, and, I suppose, for both of us. David laid on his bed with his back to me most of the time. I tried several times to make some eye contact with him, but failed. The few times that I had the chance to see his face it was without any expression. He was just looking right through me. My body felt terrible and my abdomen was swollen like a man with a huge beer belly. My penis had tripled in size and the flesh had taken on a pinkish colour. Taking a pee was a real nightmare. Further exploration showed me that my new slit was forming and I could slide a few fingers into it more than two inches. I experienced that my growing udder was very sensitive, especially in the area of my penis. This was not the case with the swollen lips of my new genitals. They felt rough, and the texture of the flesh was more like touching leather. Looking in David's direction I could see what was going on between my own legs. The enlarged genitals greeted my glance and, visible between them, there was now a large slit. It clearly looked like the vagina of a cow and I knew that mine looked the same. We didn't' see Aunt Rachel that day. At noon we received some soup. Abraham brought it in two bowls. David didn't eat it, but I did. The hot soup felt like a balm in my painful throat. When I noticed that David didn't touch his bowl at all I took the liberty of eating his too. A few hours later, Abraham brought us some fresh water and sports wafers. He never said a word to us. THURSDAY (DAY FOUR) When I woke up Thursday morning I knew that something was terribly wrong with my body. There was the familiar sensation of a full bladder that needed to be taken care of, but it was now located in an area between my legs instead in my penis. After great effort I managed to get in a sitting position on my bed and found that under my now even larger belly I had a bulge of pink flesh with four little bumps clearly visible on it. 'What do I do now?' I wondered. I placed my free hand on this bulge of flesh which I refused to acknowledge as a forming udder. 'Oh - My - God! It's real! No, No, No, No, No. This just can't be happening to me,' I mentally cried. 'I have to be dreaming,' I thought trying hard to convince myself. My hands were poised to touch it as I my curiosity fought with my disgust. In the end, curiosity won. When I started to gently touch my budding udder, I could feel that the skin and the flesh beneath the skin were quite firm and warm. Then I moved my hand up and felt one of the four bumps. I pinched one of them and it hurt like crazy! I noticed very quickly that my forming teats were very sensitive and needed to be touch rather carefully. To my relief the pain of the past days coming from the area of my groin was now entirely gone. However the pressing from my bladder continued coming from between my legs. I knew what I had to do! Escaping from my dreadful fate was not possible! I placed the plastic bucket in the middle of my bed, and then I squatted just above the bucket. This was not easy because my left arm was still locked in the handcuff. Because this was a totally new situation for me, I was unable to do my thing at first. I tried desperately to use the correct muscles to be able to pee but it was some time before I finally succeeded. The splashing sound of my urine in the plastic bucket sounded very loud in our cell and I was afraid that this noise would wake up David. Fortunately for me he remained sleeping. When the flow of urine stopped at last, I was obligated to dry my new equipment with some toilet paper. This experience made me realise that, from now on, I could no longer consider myself a male. I was not at all pleased with this change to my gender. As if this was not bad enough to have to endure, I was also changing into a fucking animal! I tried to remain calm despite of my thoughts of dread and about my fear for my future. I lay on my back in bed and tried not to lose my mind. I was most aware of the irritating feeling in my throat. It was painful and I had a feeling like there was something stuck in it. Drinking several glasses of water brought no solace. What freighted me the most was that I felt so exhausted and had almost no strength left in my body. Even breathing was demanding a large effort from my body. The morning went past slowly. I had absolutely no concept of time and could only depend on the position of the sun coming through the two small windows of our cell. David had mentally locked himself away entirely and his dirty sheets were a testament to how far he had let himself go. THE GYNAECOLOGIC EXAMINATION I assumed it was Thursday afternoon when William and Abraham came into our cell to take David away. He no longer reacted when they pushed him away lying on his bed. They found it was not necessary to restrain him with the handcuffs on his ankles. Waiting for David's return seemed interminably long but I also knew that my turn would come far too quickly. I had no idea what torment and pain was waiting for me behind the door of the lab and I didn't want to find out. When I heard the sound of footsteps my breath was caught in my throat. To my relief and surprise, I heard the sound of the footsteps die away. A short time later I could clearly see the shoes and trouser legs of Abraham and William through the small dirty windows of our cell. Between them I caught a glimpse of David's naked legs. They were immediately followed by the legs and shoes of Aunt Rachel. I was preparing my self mentally when I heard them coming for me. Before I realised it, my bed was being rolled out of out of the cell and in no time, I was back in the lab. They pushed the bed over near the gynaecologic chair and William unlocked the handcuffs. I had to allow them to lift me from the bed and put me in the chair; I had no strength to fight them. My legs were placed in the stirrups and immediately attached to them with two leather straps. My arms were also tied in a similar way to the armrests of the chair. Standing right next to me I saw David's empty bed, but not for long. While my bed was rolled away by Abraham out of the lab, William did the same thing with David?s. Once again I was left alone in the lab in the company of my sick and malicious aunt. "Hello Samuel." Her voice came from behind me but I was unable to see her. Suddenly I could feel her hand on my left arm. Turning my head to my left I was confronted with that cynical smile on her face. She was again wearing her white lab coat. She walked around in front of me and then moved the stirrups into an open position. For some time she continued looking attentively at my genitals, which were totally exposed to her. I felt completely vulnerable and totally humiliated. In this position, I now had a clear view on my budding udder. To my surprise the little bumps weren?t little any longer but more and more they resembled the teats of a young heifer. "Everything seems to be in order with your new equipment, Samuel, Congratulations. I?m sure that our bull, George, will share my enthusiasm and will appreciate your lovely new vagina. You will soon find out for yourself." Then I saw her putting on some latex gloves while she continued to look at me with a broad smile on her face. I tried not to think about her vicious words. The thought of being bred by a bull was too much to bear. Aunt Rachel sat down on a low stool and pulled it close so that her face was about the same height as my vagina. She bent between my thighs and I felt her touching the outer area of my new vagina. Then she pushed one knuckle of her finger into me. As she worked her knuckle a bit deeper, I experienced the feeling of being penetrated in a way that I would never have imagined before. It was perhaps the most profound confirmation possible of my new sex. And, much to my shame, I felt how I got extremely wet between my legs, and how my lips were swelling up. A strong animal odour was clearly noticeable. "You?re body is reacting well Samuel, just like a cow that is in oestrus. Very soon. I will give you an injection to speed up this process. But before doing that, let?s see if your uterus is developing well." Two seconds later I could feel the cold metal of a speculum against my swollen sex. I mentally refused to believe what was happening to me as Aunt Rachel opened up the speculum and inserted her fingers deep inside me, followed by her hand! She then pulled a bit. And suddenly she was hurting me. "I see you can you feel it when I?m touching your uterus. Was that uncomfortable? Oh, I?m so sorry Samuel. I forgot that you can?t talk anymore. Anyway, I know you can feel my manipulation inside you and that this examination has given you many awful thoughts besides some small amount of pain. The good news is, however, that you are now able to create new life in your body. Welcome to the world of womanhood, my boy. Or should I say the world of cowhood, my girl? What do you think of that, Samuel?" Aunt Rachel couldn?t stop laughing for a while after her cruel joke. But when she recovered she said, "Samuel is not a fit name for a heifer. I think Samantha is a better name for you. I'll call you Sammie from now on." "I can assure you Sammie that your new organ is nearly ready to function as it was designed to. This is also the case for your ovaries. When your plumbing is complete, we will have you impregnated as soon as possible. This can probably be done in a couple of days. Of course, for that, we will need some help from our bull George. But don?t worry Sammie, it will not be exactly what you could call a rape because you?re body, and even you?re mind, will be longing to have intercourse with a bull when the time, and you, are ripe. Your desires will be so strong that even though you want to stop, you will be powerless. Your mind will scream to stop, but your new body will not allow you to. You will eventually have to give in - It is inevitable" Again her words shocked me like a bomb. 'Oh my God!' my mind screamed. "During the transformation process you will gradually take on the instincts of a cow. You will never forget who you are but the cow will be strong and will lead your behaviour, even against your will. The instinct to reproduce is dominant and there is no way to resist it, believe me. I have seen the strong desire to have intercourse in all of your predecessors once they were in heat." Panic gradually started to take an upper hand with my emotions. The idea that soon I would become pregnant from the seed of a bull was hard to believe .I, that a few days ago was a healthy male, was now in possession of the reproductive organs of cow and would soon be bred with a bull. My mind screamed, 'I am a man, not a cow! In gods? name, let me wake up from this nightmare! Please, let it stop!' I felt it as she removed the speculum from my vagina. Then she got up from the stool and started to manipulate my sensitive teats with her hand, working them one by one with the same movements as when milking a cow. The wetness this caused between my legs was increasing quickly because of her manipulations. "Everything looks good to me, Sammie. Just one final injection and you?re on your way to becoming the owner of a nice new udder. In ten months your first calf will be suckling on those teats. Believe me Sammie, it is one of the best feelings for a mother to be able to breastfeed her young. Suckling or stroking your teats can have an arousing affect, especially when your body is in heat, as you have already experienced" Then Rachel stared to stroke me with her hand between my legs, while she continued to caress one of my teats. I was fighting with all my might against the pleasant sensations that this caused but it was a loosing battle and soon my breathing was going faster as the orgasm was building up in my body. I had to close my eyes in an attempt to remain in control. Then suddenly she stopped and when I looked up I saw her looking at me with a smile on her face. "I?m sorry for not finishing you off, Sammie, but I will leave the honour of giving you your first orgasm as a cow, to George. After all he will be the father of all your future calves and your only lover from now on." Then she went back to her worktable leaving my teats hard as rockets poking into the air. I had a short rest but I knew that Rachel wasn't finished with me. Soon she cut away the remaining black wires on my belly and then came back a moment later with two syringes. She gave me an injection into the flesh