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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Gwen lifted Madison's chin and smiled into the beautiful dreaming face.
"What are we doing to this one?" Sugar Tits asked as she caressed the sleeping girl's left breast.
"Hmm, certainly tall enough to make a street whore, but it seems... unimaginative."
"Ooo, I think she would look amazing in black latex."
"I know, but she's so special."
Sugar Tits looked from Madison to Donny who lay sleeping on the basement floor. "Have you noticed how much they look alike? Almost like..."
Gwen drew in a breath. "Like twins." She smiled and giggled. "Oh, Sugar Tits I think you might be onto something."
Sugar Tits frowned. "But, they don't even know each other. They can't be..."
"Oh, let me think on it for awhile." Gwen had an idea.
Sugar Tits looked at her expectantly.
Gwen giggled and pulled the redhead closer. She was growing, so now she was just slightly below Gwen's eye level.
"I wish I knew all the things you know..." Sugar Tits said.
"It will be more fun to discover them. I made a mistake by taking my serum too fast."
"Yes, but you actually got to meet Morpheus. All I saw was the inside of my eyelids during the convulsions."
"We can build any personality we want into any of them, darling. They're like clay. We can make them think anything, do anything, believe anything." She reached down and stroked Madison's bare pussy.
"Unnh," Madison groaned and spread her legs wider. Her eyes were closed but she rocked her hips forward trying to pull Gwen's fingers into her wet slit.
Gwen gasped. "Oh, she is definitely too special for a street whore." She leaned forward and whispered in the girl's ear. "Are you asleep? I'm not convinced. Don't be afraid. We're here to free you."
Madison whined and gyrated her slim hips.
Gwen turned. Jessica was kneeling in front of David, her head bobbing, sucking his cock deep for the hundredth time this evening. "Jiggly Jugs, come here."
Jessica pulled herself free from David's cock. Saliva dripped off it in long, transparent strands.
He groaned and tried to pull her back.
"No, David. Jerk off on the floor like a good boy," Jessica whispered.
David nodded at her, his eyes half closed. He wrapped his fist around his cock and began to pump.
Jessica stood up and wiggled across the room to Gwen, her eyes obediently on the floor. "Yes, Mistress?"
"Jessica, I think Madison has been feigning sleep. Truth be told, I think she's been watching everything going on and getting horny." Gwen smiled and slapped Madison's gyrating ass.
Madison cried out. "Fuck... fuck me."
Gwen laughed.
"I think you might be right, Gwen," Sugar Tits said as she slid two fingers into Madison's hungry cunt.
"Mmm! Oh... fuck!" Madison cried, eyes still closed tight.
"Jessica, I want you to service Madison with your mouth. Cunt and asshole. Make her cum, and don't stop until she cums at least five times," Gwen said.
Jessica dropped to her knees. She raised her lips to the brunette's dripping snatch.
Jessica licked her lips as the girl's juices dripped onto them. "Girl cummy is yummy," Jessica whispered.
"Yes, you can have all the yummy girl cum you want, darling," Gwen said.
Sugar Tits spread Madison's cunt lips wide. "Here you go, baby."
Jessica sucked the girl's cunt lips into her mouth.
Gwen nodded in approval as she saw Jessica's jaws moving: she was tongue fucking the brunette and gulping down her juices.
Gwen pulled Madison's lips to her own and kissed her, pushing her tongue in deep.
The girl tasted like heaven. Oh, Sugar Tits had outdone herself with this one!
She broke the kiss.
Madison's eyes were still tightly closed.
"Madison, you haven't had ambrosia in hours. The effect is gone. We haven't given you slutifier or modified you in any way. This, darling, is all you. Don't be ashamed. You're like a butterfly emerging from a cocoon, that's all."
"Unnh," Madison groaned as she ground her wet pussy into Jessica's attentive mouth.
"Stop pretending," Gwen whispered.
Madison opened her eyes.
Gwen smiled. The look of lust said it all. Lust mixed with embarrassment. "No shame, my love. You are beautiful and everything you do is beautiful and right. Enjoy her. Jessica is here to please you. Use her."
Madison looked down at the beautiful street whore who was manipulating her so expertly. She smiled and rubbed her pussy harder against the whore's face.
Gwen kissed Madison's cheek. "We'll talk later, darling. I have plans for you."
A tremor went through Madison as she came, coating Jessica with girl juice.
Gwen took Sugar Tits by the hand and led her away. "Now, we have one last cunt to pervert."
Sugar Tits smiled. "If school had been like this, I would have paid more attention."
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"Cheerleader slut. Can't you just see her wearing a little latex cheerleader outfit?" Gwen asked as she gently spread Kimiko's thighs.
Sugar Tits nodded. "My thoughts exactly. Nice little athletic body. I can just see her shaking those pom poms and singing 'Gimme an F-U-C-K...'."
Gwen laughed. "Definitely."
Sugar Tits stroked Kimiko's cheek. "What do you think, sweetie? All girls secretly want to be cheerleaders." She leaned close and whispered in her ear. "Only, our cheerleaders don't wear panties, they like to show off their little shaved snatches."
Madison cried out as she came for the third time under Jessica's tender care.
Jessica leaned back, her face coated in juices. "I love how you taste, Madison. All the boys are gonna want you. Does that make you hot?"
"Mmm," Madison groaned. "God, what are you people doing to me?"
Gwen smiled. "Beautiful things, darling."
Madison smiled and strained her crotch toward Jessica. "More. Please. More."
Jessica just smiled and leaned toward her glistening pussy.
"Jessica?" Gwen asked.
"Yes, Mistress."
"Only two more orgasms, then leave Madison hanging on her chains."
"Yes, Mistress."
"After that, take Kimiko down and wash her with depilatory. Careful of her brows, lashes, and this beautiful, thick hair. Afterward, you can leave her strapped to a gurney. We'll start programming her first thing in the morning."
"Of course, Mistress."
"Now, I would like a few hours of honeymoon with my Master," Gwen announced. She smiled at Sugar Tits. "Care to join us?"
Sugar Tits bit her lower lip. "Very tempting." She looked down at David who was leaning against a gurney. "But, if it's okay, I think I'll get better acquainted with your former fiancé."
David looked up and blinked.
"Hear that David? A white witch is going to take you to bed." She winked at Sugar Tits. "Nothing too perverse, Sugar Tits. He's going to be professional caste. We can't have him so twisted he can't function."
"But, I can play with him, right?"
"Of course. Latex or silk obsession might be fun."
David swallowed hard.
"Don't be afraid, David. I won't make you do anything you don't want to do."
Gwen laughed and looked over her shoulder as she walked to the stairs. "You lying slut."
Sugar Tits held out her hand.
David took it and she helped him to his feet.
"Does that mean I can have Donny, Mistress?" Jessica asked.
Donny stirred from his sleep on the tile floor.
"Yes," Gwen said as she climbed the stairs. "You've earned it."
"Yay!" Jessica yelled as she spread Jessica's pussy lips. "I'm gonna teach you all kinds of stuff, Donny."
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Kimiko hung motionless in the shackles. She had been awake for hours. She had also been watching the goings on around her, but, unlike that weird slut Madison, she was not in the least bit turned on.
If she was honest with herself, she didn't like sex that much. Her drive, other than when she had been dosed on that whore's breast milk, was low -- almost non-existent.
But, she knew one thing from watching the fucking whores in this basement: if they started making changes to her, she would lose all her will. They would turn her into a walking sex toy.
And, she would rather be dead.
So, when the big bitch finished with Madison, she waited for her chance.
Jessica stood in front of her, huge tits heaving. "Hi, Kimiko, I'm Jessica. You awake?"
Kimiko didn't move.
"I'm gonna get you down, 'kay? I got to wash off all that nasty body hair and make you a smooth little slut. Boys like smooth whores."
Donny moaned in the corner.
Jessica smiled. "Donny, honey. Go upstairs and get on the couch. I'll be right up to start your training. We'll start with cunt licking 101, 'kay?"
Donny smiled and nodded. He looked exhausted as he stumbled up the stairs.
"Gee, whiz, I'm not sure Donny is gonna be able to keep up with me." Jessica kissed Kimiko on the lips. "Now, I'm gonna get you down -- no funny business, lady. I'm strong as a... fox. Um, no. A box? No..."
She reached up and unclipped the long chain of Kimiko's shackles from the hook above her head. She lowered her gently to the floor and then turned to pull the gurney closer.
Kimiko stood up quickly, swung the shackle chain in an arc, and hit Jessica in the temple.
Blood spattered on the floor and Jessica fell forward on the tile.
"An ox. Strong as an ox, you perverted idiot," Kimiko spat.
"Jessica?" Madison whispered. "No! What did you do?"
"Shut up, bitch!" Kimiko hissed as she ran past Madison's pole and up the stairs.
"Jessica!" Madison screamed, finally finding her voice.
Kimiko burst through the door at the top of the stairs.
Donny looked at her, dazed as she ran into him and knocked him backwards on the floor.
She stood naked in the hallway, unsure of which way to go.
She heard the floors creak upstairs in the farmhouse.
They had heard.
She spotted the front door and ran. Kimiko grabbed the knob, twisted, and then she was in the cool night air.
She ran for dear life.
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Donny shook his head to clear it.
