Inferiors

CHARMING'S AUTHORS NOTE #1:

This story is a bit different. I wanted to explore the themes of brainwashing, domination and submission, CFNM, and humiliation, as well as small penises. As always, I write the stories that turn me on, so if they aren't for everyone, then that's just the way it is. I would appreciate comments from all of you, as well as rating the story. Enjoy!

Inferiors

An Erotic Tale by

CharmingCharles2896

"On your feet!" a feminine voice bellowed through Brian's restful sleep. He lurched up in bed, adrenaline flooding his system. A tall, statuesque brunette, was towering over him as he sat in a bed. The bed was on the floor, adding to the effect of her towering stature. "Up and at 'em; you lazy slug!" she yelled as she grabbed him by the arm and dragged him to his feet. As Brian got to his feet, he found that this woman, with her towering stature, was at least a foot and a half taller than him. He looked around, noticing how tall everything around him was. Why was he so short all of the sudden?

"Get dressed, you've got one minute," the woman said as she eyed a watch on her left wrist. Brian scrambled, looking around the room for clothes. The only thing he found was a bodysuit, draped over the back of a chair, parked in front of a cheap-looking desk. The bodysuit was a dull grey color, with a long zipper down the front of it that ended at the waist. A second, separate zipper was situated on the crotch of the bodysuit. Knowing time was short, Brian quickly dressed, his underwear bunching up in the bodysuit.

"No, remove your underwear first..." the tall woman grumbled as she walked over to Brian, forcefully spun him to face her, and undid the front zipper of his bodysuit. Brian looked down at her, as she removed the bodysuit from his body. "Eyes front!" the woman barked. Brian looked straight forward as the angry woman undressed him completely and then redressed him properly. Once everything was in place, she turned him again and pushed him towards the door she'd entered before.

Brian walked through the door, noticing that he was in a hallway, an unfamiliar one. He'd woken up in a strange room to a gigantic woman yelling at him. Now he was in a hallway, surrounded by other men like him. Every man he saw was dwarfed by the towering woman beside Brian. Everyone was walking in one direction, most of the men walking alone, but some being escorted like Brian was. Brian followed the flow of the crowd. Eventually, the men began splitting up into a series of rooms. Brian was led into one such room. The room itself was enormous, one-hundred feet by one-hundred feet, at least. The room had an enormous screen on one wall, with rows of chairs stationed in front of it. All of the men, clad in their own bodysuits, were standing with their backs against the wall, lining the room.

The woman who'd awoken Brian marched him to a spot on the wall and pushed him against it. "Don't move from this spot unless told to do so by a woman," she commanded, getting a silent nod from Brian. He watched the towering woman walk away and leave the room. He saw her hesitate at the door, glancing back into the room, but not long enough for him to make eye contact before she left the room. A part of him wondered what her name was, but he hadn't thought to ask until it was too late. Now on his own, Brian finally began to take stock of the situation. He had woken up in a strange room and been ordered to dress in strange clothes and go to a different room. Now, he was standing in a room with a bunch of men he didn't know. What was going on?

As if the universe was answering his question, the door slid open with a whoosh, grabbing the attention of every man in the room. In the doorway, there was another tall woman, this one a Latina. Unlike the towering woman who'd awoken Brian earlier, who was wearing a decidedly military uniform, this woman was wearing a shiny, magenta bikini and a matching high-rise G-string. The woman was coated in baby oil, her skin glistening as she walked into the room. The bounce of her breasts and the swing of her hips was transfixing. At once, Brian heard every other man in the room whimper and begin to shake. Brian looked around, confused, before he saw huge, matching wet spots on the crotch of every other man in the room.

It quickly occurred to Brian what all of the other men were doing... they were coming into their bodysuits. From the sound of things, it was as if every man was in the throes of an earth-shattering orgasm, even though none of them had touched themselves at all. When all of the orgasms tapered off, all of the men had large wet spots over tiny bulges in their bodysuits. Many had globs of milky semen seeping through their bodysuits and dripping down their leg. Brian was attracted to the woman, but he felt nothing even close enough to cause such a reaction. A part of him was happy that she hadn't had the same effect on him that she'd had on all of the others. He was proud of his size and stamina.

"Miss Aguilar?" one of the men beside Brian said in an alarmingly effeminate tone of voice. The sexy Latina, who was apparently Miss Aguilar, smiled at the man, making him shutter where he stood.

"Yes, Timmy?" she said as she walked over to the man beside Brian, apparently named Timmy.

"He's dry," Timmy said as he pointed at Brian's crotch, which was indeed dry. Miss Aguilar turned towards Brian. The hazel brown color of her eyes made things in him flutter, but his body didn't react to her gaze.

"And who are you?" Miss Aguilar asked Brian as she stopped in front of him. She was much taller than him, at least a foot or more. His eyes were level with her large, bouncy bust, so he had to look up into her eyes. The halting look in her eyes vanished in a beat, so fast he didn't know if he'd actually seen it.

"Brian," he answered in a voice that didn't sound his own. For some reason his voice was much higher pitch than the rich baritone he thought he remembered. Miss Aguilar smiled at Brian as she saw the confused look in his eyes.

"You must be the new boy," she said as she eyed him up and down. Brian shrugged, still unsure where he was and why he was there. "I bet you're a little confused, aren't you?"

"Yes," Brian answered quickly, making her giggle.

"Well, my name is Miss Aguilar and I'm your room mistress for this session," Miss Aguilar said in a smooth voice that made things stir in Brian's mind. "You'll have a room mistress in every session. We all wear sexy bikinis like what I'm wearing," Miss Aguilar said as she motioned towards her skimpy bikini.

"Why am I here?" Brian asked.

"All you need to know right now, is that the state determined that you were an Inferior and has removed you from society. When boys like you are deemed inferior, you're sent to a place like this. You don't remember anything concrete, do you, Brian?" she asked Brian, who tried to think of something, only to realize that he didn't remember anything specific, just vague notions and essential information.

"Inferiors like you don't need your pesky memories, so they've been suppressed during the procedure to prepare you for your life here," Miss Aguilar said casually, even as the meaning of her words sent panic through Brian. "Relax, everything is going to be okay once I finish your preparation." Brian nodded, taking deep breaths to relax. He saw her smile at him, before her eyes looked down towards his crotch, which made him a bit self-conscious.

"As Timmy pointed out, you're dry down below; which we need to change," Miss Aguilar said as she crouched down in front of him so that she was just barely shorter than him. "The permanent solution comes later. For now, we'll just deal with your little problem before everyone gets started." Brian nodded, unsure what was about to happen. He didn't have to wait long before Miss Aguilar reached for the small zipper over his crotch and pulled it down, opening the crotch of his bodysuit. He tensed as he felt the air on his bare skin. As soon as the zipper was opened, Brian's eyes flew open at what he saw.

"What happened to my?" Brian began to say, which made all of the men in the room laugh to themselves.

"As you've no doubt figured out, you aren't as tall as you used to be," Miss Aguilar said, getting a nod from Brian. "During the procedure to prepare you for your life here, you were shrunk down to a height of just fifty-six inches tall." Her words explained why Brian was so short, but not why other parts of him were smaller as well.

"But my..." he tried to say again as he looked at the smallest penis he'd ever seen.

"Your penis is very small," Miss Aguilar said frankly. "They shrunk your thingy more than the rest of you, which is the standard protocol. Don't worry, all of the boys here are tiny down there." Brian was certainly tiny down there, considering his penis was maybe an inch and a half in length and not even as wide as a normal man's thumb. At the same time, his testicles, hanging beneath his tiny penis, were huge. Each one of his testicles was the size of a small tangerine.

Miss Aguilar stood up to her full height and bent down to reach Brian's penis. "Feel free to stare at my tits. We wear these bikinis to make boys like you stare," she said as her pointer finger and thumb grabbed onto his soft penis. Brian moaned at the sensation of her touch, making all of the others in the room laugh again. "During your procedure, they made alterations to the sensitivity of your little friend. This won't take long," she said honestly as her fingers began to move. Miss Aguilar began quickly stroking Brian's penis. He hardened instantly, though his penis didn't grow in size in the least, just stiffening between her fingers.

Brian's eyes were wide, his mouth gaping at the sensations. He looked at her face and saw a kind smile, even as he also saw something else in her eyes. Before Brian could even comprehend what was happening, his penis erupted. As soon as his penis succumbed to Miss Aguilar's touch, she let go of his length and watched him launch thick ropes of semen several feet. All of the men in the room laughed as Brian's body shook from the thunderous orgasm Miss Aguilar's fingers had given him. The absence of her touch blunted the pleasure to a degree, but the sensation of thick semen racing out of his sensitive penis made him shake and moan nonetheless.

"Good boy, Brian, make a mess for me," she cooed as she watched his orgasm begin to wane. She reached out with her pointer finger to touch the tip, but he lunched one final jet of semen before her finger even got close. Miss Aguilar retracted her finger and smiled at Brian. He looked into her eyes; the edges of his vision clouded by an unfamiliar haze. "You did well," Miss Aguilar said with a pleased smile. "You lasted a full five seconds before you ejaculated. That's much longer than some of the boys I've had come through here," she said in an amused tone, even as Brian's cheeks burned with embarrassment. Miss Aguilar reached down and gently tucked everything back in his bodysuit and zipped it closed once again.

"Why did you make me?" Brian said as he watched her stand back up to her full height.

"Ejaculate?" she said, getting a whimper from every other man in the room. Brian nodded, so she continued. "While your penis was greatly reduced in size, your testicles have been modified as well, enlarged obviously. Beyond the size, they now produce ten times the normal amount of semen and sperm. The combination of your sensitive, little penis, and your overactive testicles, means large amounts of your spunk has a tendency to come out very quickly. The government made you this way, because they want you boys to make a ton of gooey messes in your bodysuits. There is more to discuss, but we'll get to that after we all finish here," Miss Aguilar said with a reassuring smile. Brian nodded in understanding and watched Miss Aguilar walk away. The jiggle of her butt made his balls throb and his penis twitch in his bodysuit.

"Okay, boys, take your seats," Miss Aguilar said loudly as she walked towards the screen on the wall that must have been thirty feet wide by twenty feet tall. "Brian, you come and sit in the front, right in the middle," she said as she pointed at a chair for Brian. He quickly walked to the prescribed chair and sat down in it. As he sat, he saw the men around him sit back, with their legs open a little. All of them had their hands at their sides, clutching handles that he hadn't seen before. Brian followed the lead of everyone else in the room and did as they did.

"All of you know the drill by now, but I'm going to explain things for Brian," Miss Aguilar said as she walked right in front of him and spoke again. "This is the training video for the day. All of you will watch one of these videos every morning, before you go to work for the day. As usual, you must watch the screen at all times, never take your eyes off of it." She gave Brian a smile and walked out of the way, retreating to the back of the room. The lights turned off completely, plunging the room into total darkness. A beat later, the screen came to life, displaying vivid colors and dazzling shapes.

As soon as Brian began watching, it was as if his body and mind was no longer his own. His mind sank into a warm, comforting fog as he watched. Every muscle in his body relaxed, save one... his penis. The bulge down at Brian's crotch throbbed and quivered continuously as he watched the screen. He lost track of time, his mind slipping away from him completely after an unknown amount of time. When the images stopped, Brian's mind began to return to him. As he regained his senses, he felt the drool running down his chin, onto his clothed chest. He looked down at himself and saw a tiny, but raging bulge between his legs.

"Okay everyone, have a great day!" Miss Aguilar said as she walked over to Brian, who hadn't fully recovered from his trance-like haze. All of the men stood up and left the room, most a bit shaky on their feet. Brian looked away from all of them and towards Miss Aguilar as she walked over to him.

"What was that?" Brian mumbled as he tried to regain himself.

"That was a video to help you boys stay the way the state has made you," Miss Aguilar said with a smile. Brian nodded, not completely understanding, but deciding to just go with it. "The boys who've been here a while usually spend that time pumping what's left of their brains into the crotch of their bodysuits. You're new, so your reactions aren't what they'll become."

Miss Aguilar stepped towards Brian and crouched down once again as he stood before her. She silently reached down for the zipper on his crotch and opened it again, releasing his penis, which was throbbing and pulsating aggressively.

"See? The video is working, but your mind just isn't trained enough yet," Miss Aguilar said as she pointed to his raging erection. "Earlier, I was telling you about the changes to your balls," she said to Brian, who nodded. "When you ejaculate, your balls tell your brain to release a massive amount of hormones. During your procedure, we altered what those hormones are, and the ratio of them... just to help you out. When you make a mess like you did earlier, your brain now releases a potent combination of hormones to tell your brain to not only focus on your release, but to have crave another one. In practice, this means that each time you let yourself go, it makes it easier for your poor penis to release again. This leaves boys in a bit of a sexual loop during the day, which is how we want you all to be, all the time!"

Brian nodded and looked down at his penis, it was dripping precum onto the ground between his feet. He wanted to come again; it was as if he needed to let out his semen again. "During the video, I went and got the things you'll need to finish your training. Before we get you set up, we need you in the right state of mind," Miss Aguilar said as she stood up beside Brian and reached down for his penis. As her pointer finger and thumb grabbed his penis again, she began stroking like before.

Brian's mind, which had been so hyper-focused on ejaculating again, turned to goo in an instant. He moaned as soon as she began stroking his sensitive appendage. Brian's penis, sensitive as it was, ejaculated almost as soon as her fingers began moving up and down his length. When Miss Aguilar saw thick jets of semen once again begin to erupt from the end of his eager length, she let go of his penis and watched it do its thing. She watched six or more jets of semen fly several feet in front of Brian and splatter on the laminate floor.

"Good boy," Miss Aguilar said as Brian's abandoned orgasm coaxed numerous ropes of his cream from his body, regardless of the ultimately unsatisfying ending. "That was a good one," she whispered to him as the torrent of semen finally tapered off to a pitiful dribble. His mind was seemingly filled with a soupy mixture of lust, disappointment, and a desire for a real orgasm... just as she'd said it would.

"Okay," Miss Aguilar said with a flourish. "Now that you're nice and relaxed, let's get you ready!" Miss Aguilar showed Brian a tiny thing that looked like a chastity cage. "I know this looks like a chastity cage, but I promise you it's so much better... and worse," she said, adding that last bit sotto voce. He watched her reach down with one hand to hold his penis steady, while her other hand slipped the cage over his penis. When the small cage-like device came to a rest on his penis, he saw it change shape, adapting to the shape of his tiny penis, locking itself in place.

He could see three metal rings along the length of his penis, evenly spaced apart. There were three metal bars extending from the ring at the base of his penis, to the third ring, which rested just below the crown of his small phallus. There was also a dome-like cage around his crown, with a hole at the end for his urethra. Between the bars, there was a clear material, to prevent him from touching any skin at all.

"Now," Miss Aguilar said, redirecting Brian's attention from his penis to her eyes. "This isn't a chastity cage, so far as a chastity cage is designed to prevent ejaculation. This mighty little device is the polar opposite actually!" Her excitement was contagious and terrifying to Brian at the same time. "This cage stimulates you all-over your tiny, little penis. The second part of this setup, is this pair of glasses," she said as she held up a pair of classic-looking ray-ban wayfarer sunglasses, though they weren't sunglasses. She handed the glasses to Brian, who looked at them. As he opened them up, he saw the sensors on the ear-pieces, as well as the strange look of the lenses.

"Once you put those glasses on, the tiny camera in the bridge of the nose, will record everything you see," Miss Aguilar said as she pointed out the camera. "The sensors in the earpieces will read your brainwaves. When you see something specific, and the sensors pick up the correct response, the glasses will tell your little cage down there, and it will do its thing." Brian's penis twitched at the implication of her words. She nodded and motioned for him to put them on. Brian slipped the glasses onto his face and heard whatever computerized system was built into them, come to life.

Brian looked around, wondering if anything was supposed to happen. He knew he had great vision, so he was curious to see the setup Miss Aguilar had described, in action. The sound of Miss Aguilar's heels on the floor grabbed Brian's attention. He looked over at the alluring Latina; instantly noticing her body once again. Brian jolted as he felt an unfamiliar buzz around his penis. He looked down at his penis, still hanging out in the wind.