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Suddenly bright lights flare to life causing my pounding headache to magnify, forcing me to close my eyes tightly again. I hear other muffled cries and gasps and the sound of a door closing followed by heavy footfalls. Closer and closer they get to me until I hear them almost on top of me as they stop. I can hear the breathing of the person standing above me. I try to move again but my efforts prove useless whether because of the lack of strength in my muscles or the restraints keeping me from even shifting in the chair I can feel myself in. Pain like needles under my skin starts to radiate throughout my body. I hear the person standing over me clear their throat and slowly try to open my eyes, slowly and painfully adjusting to the bright lights that now fill the room. Finally adjusting fully to the surroundings, shock, disbelief, anger, and all sorts of emotions start raging through my groggy mind at the horrific scene before me. Again I try desperately to strain at the bonds keeping me in the position I am in and again my efforts are completely in vain. Tears start to form in my eyes, running down my cheeks as defeat starts to weigh heavily on me.

“I’m glad you are all finally awake,” the man in the white lab coat says looking at everyone in the room, “although that’s also a little on our part since we’ve been keeping you all in medically induced comas until the time was right. Which it now is.” Smiling widely he directs his gaze down at me. “We do have to thank you most of all though, since if it hadn’t been for you putting in your application on our site we would have never come across such a wonderful assortment of experiments.” The man in the lab coat continued as I tried to wrap my head around what exactly was going on. “You see, your request for a more exciting life, along with looking over your rather interesting and extensive search history, we decided that you, and your family, were the absolute prime candidates for our trial runs.”

The numbness in my body begins to fade even more giving way to more pins and needles and other strange feelings. The man in the coat pulls up a rolling stool, sitting down beside me grinning as he continues, “The numbness and the pain are only temporary, but the rest is quite permanent, I assure you. For you we decided to let you fulfill your wildest dream.” I looked at him with a confused expression on my face until I suddenly realized what he meant as the weight on my chest gradually increased as the numbness wore off faster and faster. I heard the man laugh as he spun my chair around and with shock and horror I tried to scream but the gag covering my mouth only let out muffled groans as the tears streamed down my face even more. Staring at me in the mirror in front of me was an image I couldn’t recognize at all but at the same time my mind grasped to the idea that it was me staring back.

The man chuckled again as he started again, “As you can clearly see we gave you quite the makeover. Let’s start from the top down shall we.” He gently tugged the blonde hair hanging off my head, “We decided to make you a blonde bimbo for all that sex you’re going to be having.” Running his hand down my face, “We permanently tattooed this whorish make-up on you so you won’t need to worry about painting those thick cock-sucking lips we gave you,” running his fingers down my face they brush over the overly plump lips wrapped around the gag still stuck in my mouth and throat. “We also gave you definitely more feminine features,” he said stroking his fingers down my chin and neck, “and gave you AMPLE assets to attract all sorts of lovers,” he chuckled as he ran his hands over the extremely over-sized bimbo breasts hanging off my chest tipped with thick eraser-sized nipples, my body involuntarily stiffening and a sense of dampness grew in my lower region as he teased one nipple and then the other. Running his hands further down he continued his rant. “Then we gave you a much slimmer waist but a definite sturdy foundation,” he smirked as his hands ran over my new hourglass figure to my voluptuously juicy ass. Gliding his hands to my crotch he gave an evil chuckle, “Don’t worry though, with all the high concentrated levels of hormones we pumped into you we left you with a small, well now a very very small, shred of your manhood.” As he said this I felt his fingers brush over the small, pathetic, but overly sensitive nub that used to be my penis. As his fingers moved over it I could feel the wetness leaking from the tip but something felt off. He scoffed, “Oh, don’t you worry, we had those unsightly things removed as you won’t be needing them anymore. And since we took the liberty of rerouting your plumbing the only things that pathetic little nub will be good for is to piss and shit.” I looked at him with a confused look plastered on my face mixed with waves of lust building up inside me from the touching of my new body. “Never fear,” he said grinning from ear to ear, “that ass of yours has a new purpose. With the ring we installed and the glands we implanted that back door will be nice and wet and ready to take any size cock in a moments notice.” With that he held up his hand in which he held a remote and with the push of the button a huge pressure pushed up from the seat right into my wide open, lubed up asshole as the large dildo sprang up with force. Almost as if by instinct a low moan issued out past the gag in my mouth and a sense of pure euphoria ripped through my brain. I could feel the orgasm building as the dildo repeatedly pumped in and out of my self lubricating hole. My eyes started to roll back into my head as my moans got louder and louder and just as suddenly as it had began the man pushed the button again sending the dildo back beneath the chair leaving my hole dripping and empty and a shameful sense of loss washed over me.

“We will get back to that bit first let’s meet the rest of the family shall we.” He said, spinning my chair back around to the dimly lit room. “Let’s start at the youngest and work our way up shall we,” he said coyly smiling his evil grin. He pushed another button on the remote and another part of the room lit up, my youngest daughter sitting on the floor with her legs crossed, naked except for a collar around her neck, but something was definitely off about her. “With her we decided to go a rather filthy route. We boosted her immune system and filled her belly with a special enzyme that safely, easily, and quickly breaks down all kinds of fecal matter.” I tried to understand the words coming out of his mouth but for some reason I found it harder and harder to focus on anything other then having my hole…my pussy…filled again. “We also extended her jaw, distended her throat, and as an added bonus,” he chuckled, “we lengthened her tongue to get all those hard to reach spots. We also took the liberty of molding a cup to one hand and forming the other into a sort of scoop. All in all though she is the perfect example of a human toilet.” His words suddenly hit me and my sorrow went out to her when, as if on cue, a fat hairy naked man walked into the room over to her. I saw her previously dim looking eyes light up as she opened her newly extended jaw out wide. The man walked over to her, turning around and squatted down slightly. With a short grunt a loud wet fart echoed in the room. I could see my daughters eyes fill with joy as she audibly sniffed the air deeply, her mouth literally and noticeably began to water, her extended tongue licking her lips in anticipation. Another grunt and a large, smelly turd pushed forth protruding from his ass. My daughters eyes went wild with joy as she opened her mouth even wider allowing the log to fall into her mouth followed by several more thick logs of shit and watched as the turds flowed from the man’s ass, into her mouth, and down her throat. Her tongue instinctively shot out scraping and wiping any remnants of the feces the man had in his bowels. Licking her lips of the remaining flecks of poop, the man turned around, aiming his cock at her mouth and let loose a putrid, acrid stream of yellow piss. Greedily she swallowed it down as quickly as it hit her mouth, the corners of her lips curling into a delightful smile. As the stream of piss slowly died to a trickle you could see the obvious change in demeanor from happy as a clam to sad and depressed. Just as suddenly a loud rumble echoed from her belly and a smile plastered itself on her face again as she assumed her own squatting position, placing her cup-formed hand under her pussy and her scoop-shaped hand under her ass. With a slight grunt a strong hiss of her pee sprayed into the cup filling it to the brim and with another a pile of dark brown poop flowed easily from her rectum into her waiting hand. Visibly shaking with glee and excitement she quickly brought the scoop to her mouth filling it with the mushy turds, her cheeks puffing out like a chipmunk. Swallowing it down she quickly brought the cup to her lips draining it just as quickly. Her extended tongue reached out throughly cleaning both hands of any leftover waste, finally licking her lips and returning to her seated and dazed position.

The man laughed, “What a good little toilet whore she gonna make when we put her in some seedy truck stop bathroom, right dad” emphasizing the last part with a sneer. “But on with the show,” the man states as he pushes the button again, this time another light comes on and as my eyes adjust I see my son, or at least what used to be my son. Standing there naked except for a black collar around his neck and a chain running to the table in front of him. The glazed look in his eyes told me that he was here but not in control of himself. The other biggest differences I noticed about him right off the bat were the C cup sized titties and the huge erection he was sprouting that looked like it had been there for quite some time. I could feel myself uncontrollably getting wetter in my anal region desperate to get that huge cock inside me, pounding me. Apparently this was evident to more then just me as the man placed his hand on my shoulder, “Easy girl, easy. You’ll get to have your fun.” Shame and embarrassment flood through me and at the same time make me increasing more and more horny. The man continued, “This one we like to call The Beast. As you can see we have given him an overly charged, continuous sex drive and raging hard on and also have equipped him with a pair of nice sized titties to hold on to.” As if on cue, again, the door open up behind him and a rather large naked man comes up behind him, grabbing his tits and easily slides his hard cock into my sons waiting hole. The look of pure bliss etches itself on my sons face as his hungry rectum swallows the large cock greedily inch by inch. His hips push back as you can see the orgasm building up in his face. After a few thrusts I can see by the mans face and the growing belly of my child that he is shooting his load deep into my sons bowels. The tip of his cock oozed and glistened with pre-cum as you saw the look on his face change as he got close to orgasm without actually getting there. The frustration strained on his face was completely evident that it had been quite some time since he had. I notice as the man slides him softening cock out of my sons hole the bucket beneath him that collects the cum as it comes pouring back out. I watch in horror, and a shamefully growing lust, as the cum filled belly shrinks as the bucket fills more and more. Then I watch as my son bends his head down to a straw and begins to suck the cum straight out of the bucket. The man beside me howls with laughter, “That was pretty good huh, but that’s not even the best part. You see we stretched and engineered his cock sleeve back there to be able to handle any size cock and added a little more elasticity to his stomach to be able to handle any sized load.” What happened next stills sends shivers down my spine…for more then one reason. The door opened again and out stepped a giant horse, his huge hard cock bouncing under him as he stepped up behind my son, jumped his front hooves onto the table and began to line himself up with my sons eagerly waiting hole. I watched as my son put his hands up in the horses front legs bracing himself and almost pushing himself back. The horse thrust forward, burying his huge flared cockhead into my sons ever growing rectum. I watched his face as pain and pleasure mixed and swirled in his head as each thrust from the horse pushed more and more of the giant cock inside him. Inch by inch and foot by foot disappeared into his cock hungry asshole, until finally it was completely inside him, the cum heavy balls of the beast slapping against his own, much smaller, sack. The horse began to pull back then slammed forward again and again and again, each time getting faster and harder. My son grunted and moaned as the horse cock pounded away inside him, clearly visible as it slid back and forth. His own cock bounced and slapped against his stomach leaving a clear trail of precum as it oozed more and more with each thrust. This continued for about half an hour, beads of sweat running down his body as he match the huge horse with every thrust. Finally I heard the horse whinny and my son grunt as his stomach visibly grew larger and larger as the large horse dumped his enormous load into the boy. More and more the boys belly grew and grew until finally it seemed like the horse was finally done. Slowly the spent horse cock slid back out of the abused hole with a loud pop. My son stood, his belly so distended that he looked more then nine months pregnant. He squatted slightly and with a grunt a torrent of horse cum poured from his used shot hole quickly filling the bucket until it almost over flowed. Spent and still frustrated from not achieving his own release he bent over and began sucking on the straw that connected to the bucket slowly draining it back into his stomach.

“What a show,” the man said, shaking me slightly, “but we’re only half done. Just wait until you see what we did with the last two.” He turned my chair slightly again and pushed the button on the remote in his hand illuminating another area of the room. As the lights came on I was overcome with horror and dismay as I saw what could only be describe as a creature bent over some kind of contraption. As the creature looked up I saw the face of the girl who had once been my oldest daughter, the glazed look of defeat mirrored that of her siblings. As my eyes continued to pan over the creature and the contraption the man in the lab coat decided to give me the run down on what they had done to her. “So with your oldest we decided to go a little off the beaten path.” He continued to drone on as my eyes took in all the changes she had been forced through. Her skin was splotchy patches of white and brown, small horns grew from the top of her head, a large gold ring had been pierced through her nose, her tongue lolled out of her mouth drooped and dripped saliva, then I saw her enormously over-enhanced watermelon sized tits topped with finger length nipples, both of which were hooked to the contraption that seemed to be pumping an endless amount of milk from them, down to her hefty rear end which was pointing out, her pussy lips were dripping wet and engorged, and then I saw what topped it all off, an actual udder swung under her, topped with four tears of its own, each one connected to the machine and pumping its own milk. The man walked up to her backside and ran his fingers along her wet lips which caused her to let out a low moo before hanging her head down again. He laughed as he explained to me that they had pumped her full of so many hormones that she now ovulated every week instead of every month and that she was so fertile if someone spit in her general direction she would get pregnant, as well as how they had taken the eggs from my wife and my youngest daughter since they wouldn’t need them anyways. Then he felt her belly and excitedly exclaimed that she was probably pregnant right now since she had been getting fucked daily by about 20 different guys for the past four weeks. Then he looked at me and smiled his evil coy smile. “Think we should reward her for being such a good girl.” He snapped his fingers and a nurse unchained my son from the table, leading him to the backside of my daughter. The smell of her juices sent him into a frenzy and he immediately impaled her with his ever hard cock, easily slamming it all the way to the hilt with one thrust. She lifted her head with a loud moo and I watched as she began to push back as much as the contraption would let her, meeting her brothers furious and relentless thrusts. She mooed again and again as waves of orgasm took over her addled mind and I watched as her juices flowed out of her sloppy pussy and run down her legs, puddling on the floor beneath them. After several dozen orgasms the nurse finally pulled my sons chain pulling him out of my daughter with a loud wet pop, his cock still hard as ever and the frustrated look in his eyes was driving him mad as the nurse returned him to his table. My daughter hung her head in shame and exhaustion as the machine continued to pump the milk from her ever engorged tits and udder. The man came back over to me, wiping my daughters juices across my face as he laughed and turned my chair again.

“And now the final pinnacle of it all,” he whispered in my ear, “I present to you your ever loving beautiful wife.” He pushed the button on his remote and I almost retched had it not been for the gag still lodged in my mouth and throat. As the light came on it shined down on a small mud pit and inside was my wife, but I couldn’t even recognize her with everything they had done to her. I stared, trying to take stock of what all had happened to my poor wife. All her hair was gone, leaving her skin a bright shade of pink. Her ears were pulled up pulling them to a point at the tip. Her nose was permanently upturned like a snout, her face was full and heavy as it hung above her triple chins. Her hands had been covered with black padded gloves, splitting her fingers to give her the look of having hooves. Her large body swayed from side to side as she plodded through the small pig pen, squishing through all the mud and the muck. Her large tits swayed from side to side under her, and then I saw that she not only had her original two but two more sets swayed behind them to give her a total of six large tits. Her ass was large and rounded, her pussy lips pouting just under her puckering shithole, topped with what looked like a twisting tail. Suddenly I saw it pucker more as a large load of shit emerged and plopped into the mud, mixing into the already filthy mess. She squatted slightly as her pussy let loose it’s own torrent of piss to mix in the pig pen mud. Grunting and oinking with excitement I looked and noticed something was very off about her. The man saw my confusion and explained that they had cut off her legs at the knees and replaced the ends with hooves to give her better mobility. Then he asked me if I wanted to see the best part. I cried and tried to shake my head but proceeded to laugh and push the button on his remote once again. A buzzer sounded and slop poured into the trough at the side of the pen closest to me. I watched as the one I had once known as my wife plodded along in the muck and muck, seeing it smearing all over her underside as she merrily made her way to the trough, plunging her head in to begin munching on the food provided for her. Then I heard the pen open from the other side and about her squishing sound came closer and closer. As it made its way out of the darkness I finally saw it. A huge boar who made a beeline for my wife. Making his way to her backside I heard him start to sniff at her protruding pussy lips and the sound of his tongue lapping at the juices echoed in the room. My once wife stopped eating for a second, looked back, and proceeded to turn back to the food as she shifted her ass upward for the boar to get a better smell. Suddenly I watched as the boar jumped up on her back with his front hooves, his hips pushing up against hers. From the angle I was sitting I could clearly see the boars cock starting to push out of its sheath, twisting as it made its way towards my wife’s wet wanting pussy. Slowly it twisted out more and more until finally slithering into the folds of my wife’s juicy pussy. She stopped eating for only a moment and then put her face back down in the slop as the boar behind her penetrated her deeper and deeper fully seating himself inside his horny sow. I felt the tears in my eyes as I watched the boar bucking against my wife as she pushed back against each of his thrusts pushing him deeper and deeper inside her. Again and again he bucked against her, faster and harder with each thrust and with each thrust she pushed back faster and harder against him. I felt the tears streaming down my face as my wife lifted her head out of the trough grunting and oinking as the boar thrust in hard one last time, knowing he was depositing his pig seed deep inside her, breeding her as his personal sow. I was just relieved that I had the knowledge that she couldn’t get pregnant which brought a small smile to my face. The man saw this and lean in close to me, “By the way, since we gave all of your wife’s eggs to your daughter we decided to go bold and we replaced her reproductive organs with that of a real sow. Since he is one of our prized breeding boars hopefully we will see a liter of piglets in the near future.” The shock and anguish of hearing this sent me into more tears as I watched the boar dismount off of my wife, his seed firmly implanted in her new uterus with the hopes of breeding his new sow. He plodded off to the corner and laid down in the muck, my once wife, having finished her meal, plodded off and laid in the filth next to him, cuddled up to the boar that had just seeded her.

The man in the lab coat looked down at me, the tears streaming down my face, the constant heaving of my chest from sobbing over the loss of my family and the current state of things. He leaned in close to me again, “Don’t worry so much, I’m just a few minutes you won’t remember a thing will you, my sissy bimbo slut.” As he said those final words an unnerving sense of calm started to ease into my mind, flowing over my body, my thoughts beginning to fade, my concentration waning. I can’t believe what they did to me. I can’t believe what they did to my family. Wait…do I have a family. What am I doing here. Where am I. Then as my mind fades into a still blackness a simple mantra presents itself and repeats over and over again…

You are a sissy bimbo slut…

You love cock…

You want cock…

You NEED cock…

You need to service men…

You NEED their cum…

You love cum…

You are are sissy bimbo slut…

As the mantra continues and repeats over and over and over in my head I feel the gag removed from my mouth and throat. I hear a voice, a feminine voice, I know it’s not mine but yet it is mine…I am a sissy bimbo slut. I can hear people all around congratulating each other. I feel the bonds holding me down loosen, freeing me from the chair but I don’t have the will to move. Not until I hear the distinct sound of zippers being undone. My body naturally moves on its own sinking to the floor to my knees, my head tilted back and my mouth wide open. I am a sissy bimbo slut. I love cock. I want cock. I NEED cock. I need to service men. I NEED their cum. I love cum. I am a sissy bimbo slut.

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Here Roberts finds himself on his knees before his father again. His pants are gathered at his ankles around his shoes. His shirt lays tosses aside on the floor. He wipes his nose with the back of his hand and pulls it away covered with blood from his nose. He looks down and sees that his blood has dripped onto his chest. It isn’t the first time, and it probably won’t be the last. The boy manages to kneel up and sit back on his heels. His chest is still heaving and he cannot stop crying, even...

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