The world of Transformations is one very much like our own, but in this reality, the Church of Morpheus, a shadowy, perverse organization has taken power in Cuba. Now, they are extending their tentacles of depravity into the rest of the world.
Their aim is simple: to control the world by driving humanity into specific roles, with a class of brainwashed whores to keep the masses entertained.
The church is devious, and it will stop at nothing to draw its victims into a world of mind-controlled lust and perversion.
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David
This can't be real
, David thought.
It was Gwen, but she was far different from the Gwen before he passed out.
The Gwen standing in front of him was over six feet tall in the high heels. Her naked body, which he had often imagined but never seen, was rounded and curved. Her hips were wide and firm, her breasts... God, her breasts. They were like melons.
And, Jessica looked like a comic book caricature of a nurse, with big, swaying hips and breasts that looked like they were pumped up with helium. She grinned at him. "Morning, brother-in-law."
He couldn't believe what he had watched them do. Not his Gwen, she couldn't possibly do something so vulgar.
She hung her head in shame, tears falling on the fat breasts. "I'm sorry. Oh, David, please, you don't understand what's happened."
"Oh, I think he can figure it out, can't you?" Alex asked.
"He made me, David! He's been giving me drugs. I don't know what I'm doing anymore."
"Could've fooled me," Jessica whispered.
"Shut up!" Gwen screamed. "I hate you. I should have strangled you when I had the chance, you whore!"
Jessica staggered back as if she had been slapped. "You... you don't mean that." Her tears started to flow. "You're just upset. You don't hate me. Not really."
"Yes, I hate you! You're wicked and vile, both of you!"
Jessica ran across the floor in the clicking heels. She flung herself into Alex's arms. "Make her stop! Make her stop saying that!"
Alex soothed her and rocked her in his arms. "She doesn't mean it. She's not complete yet. She's fighting the inevitable, that's all. Just ignore her words. Didn't she play with you and make you cum? She's just not herself yet. She loves you. Everybody loves you, Jessica."
He glared over her quivering shoulder at Gwen. "You didn't need to be cruel to her. She's a street whore. Her entire identity is wrapped up in pleasing others. Unkind words hurt her like physical blows."
"Good!" Gwen screamed.
He kissed the top of Jessica's head and helped her sit on the steps.
He crossed the room and grabbed the back of Gwen's hair. He leaned in and whispered, "Hurt her again, and I'll use the helmet on you, and I'll lobotomize David. I mean it."
Gwen groaned. "No! Not that. Please."
He walked away, and Gwen collapsed in her chains.
Alex stopped by David and grimaced. "God, you stink." He turned toward the stairs. "Nurse Jiggly Jugs?"
Jessica looked up and wiped the tears from her eyes. "Yes, Alex."
"Are you okay now?"
She sniffled. "Yes." She stood up and straightened her rubber uniform. She saluted. "Ready for duty, sir."
Alex smiled. "Good girl. David here needs to get cleaned up. Think you can do that?"
Jessica smiled wide. "Yes!"
She skipped across the floor and lifted David in the air under his arms.
David gasped. There was no way Gwen could be that strong.
Yet, she raised him up and unhooked the chain. She picked him up in her arms and carried him toward the small bathroom.
Outside the door, she set him on his feet. "Get rid of those nasty clothes and do whatever you need to in there. Then it's bath time!"
She shoved him through the door and shut it behind him.
He heard voices murmuring outside the door as he strained in the manacles to unbuckle the ball gag. He spit it out.
David looked around the room. Nothing but a sink and a toilet. No weapons to use.
Or, was there?
He ran out the bathroom door with the porcelain toilet tank cover held high. He swung it at Jessica's head.
She caught it with her left hand and the swing stopped cold. "That wasn't very nice, David!" She struck him the chest with the flat of her right palm.
David let go of the cover and sailed backward onto the tile floor of the bathroom.
Jessica looked at the cover. She took it in both hands and brought it down against her knee.
It snapped in two.
Jessica sighed. "You were right."
Alex chuckled. "Yes, I warned you he would come out swinging, and he didn't disappoint."
She retrieved the rectal thermometer from her boot. "Can I probe him?" She grinned menacingly at David.
"If you like."
David made a mad dash to get to his feet.
She grabbed his ankle and dragged him out of the bathroom on his backside. She pointed the thermometer at him. "Get up and strip."
"No!"
Her eyes flashed. "Strip! Or, I will get you in touch with your feminine side with no lubrication!"
David swallowed as she poked the bulbous head of the thermometer through a ring she made with her index finger and thumb on the other hand.
Her meaning was crystal clear.
David took off his shoes and socks, followed by his shirt and t-shirt.
Jessica bit her lower lip. "Mmm, brother-in-law, I'm liking what I'm seeing so far."
He stopped with his hands on his belt buckle.
"Oh, don't stop now, I'm getting wet again."
He looked over Jessica's shoulder at Gwen.
His fiance was staring at the floor.
"Please, let me keep my pants."
"Strip! Or, I'll do it for you."
He unbuckled his belt, unbuttoned his pants and let them fall. He stepped out of them.
"Alex, can I play with him? After I clean him up, I mean."
David's white boxers were stained dark yellow. He had urinated while he was unconscious.
"Of course you can."
Jessica grinned. "Strip off the boxers. Let's see the goods."
"Please, Jessica, by all that's holy!"
Jessica rolled her eyes. She stuffed the thermometer into her boot and knelt in front of him. She hooked her thumbs in the waistband of the boxers and ripped them in two.
He looked away. He knew what was coming.
"Uh, Alex?"
"Yes, Jessica?"
"I need help."
"What's wrong?"
She turned and whispered. "He doesn't have a cock, he has a clitty."
"It's called a micro-penis, Jessica," Alex explained as he gathered instruments on the medical cart.
David hung by his manacles from a hook over the tub as Jessica showered him with a hand sprayer. The green depilatory was sliding off along with his pubic hair from his cocklet to his ass.
Worse, Gwen was staring at him. She hadn't taken her eyes off his crotch since Jessica had announced his lack of manhood.
"Maybe we ought to give him titties?" Jessica suggested.
David sobbed.
"No, dear, we have shots for everything, even a one inch cock."
She squeezed it between her thumb and index finger. "It's not even an inch."
David was a bright shade of crimson, made even redder by his timid erection from Jessica's fondling.
"Really," Jessica said. "I had a baby doll once that had a bigger package. It's weird, his brother was hung like a horse."
Alex rolled the cart over to an empty examining table. "Mother nature can be cruel. Bring him over when you're ready."
Jessica hoisted him into the air and unhooked the chain.
He didn't resist. What was the point? He had been practicing in his mind how to explain his miniscule equipment to Gwen on their wedding night.
Now that she had seen his shame, he no longer cared what happened to him.
And, she was lost to him. The body she had was built for a real man, not something pathetic like him.
They sat him on the table in an upright position. Alex locked his ankles in gynecological stirrups.
He unlocked the manacles and then fastened his wrists in straps on the table.
Alex pressed a button and the stirrups rose and separated, fully exposing David to whatever torture they intended to perform.
"Jessica, we need him hard for this next part," Alex said as he rummaged on the medical cart.
"Should I suck his cock?"
"No, dear, why don't you give him some of your milk?"
Jessica grinned and leaned over David. "Don't worry, David. We're professionals!" She unhooked the ball gag and dropped it on the floor. She guided her long thick right nipple toward his lips. "Now, suck like a good boy and no biting!"
She rubbed her nipple across his lips.
He held them closed.
"He's resisting me."
"David..."
Gwen called from across the room. "David, don't fight it. Just let them win. They'll just hurt you and do it anyway."
There was love and compassion in her voice. He opened his mouth to tell her he loved her.
The nipple invaded his mouth and he almost choked on the gushing milk.
He went into convulsions.
He had masturbated before, always feeling guilty and begging for forgiveness afterward.
The orgasm he had wasn't like the ones he had before. His body seemed to be trying to explode.
"Ooo, cum!" She leaned her head down and licked a few drops of cum off David's stomach. She then licked the tip of his cock. "There, nice and hard."
"David, you were asleep for most of my explanation, but Jessica's and now Gwen's breasts secrete a powerful aphrodisiac. You're going to stay hard for a good while." Alex held up a pair of forceps. He reached out and clamped it down on one of David's nuts.
"Aiggh! Stop it!"
"Jessica, hold the forceps, okay?"
She leaned down and took the forceps.
Alex picked up a syringe. Without a word, he slid the needle into the testicle.
David screamed.
"Relax. Almost done." He pulled the needle out. "This is a Slutifier variant for men. It's going to turn that ball into a hormone factory."
He dropped the syringe in the wastebasket and took the forceps from Jessica. He unclamped them and seized David's other ball.
"Damn it! Stop!" David hissed.
