The Crucible

CHARMING'S AUTHORS NOTE #1:

Hello everybody, this story is a long time in the making. A part of me has wanted to write a longer form erotic story for a long time. This particular story is a product of a few days off last July. I've been working on it off and on ever since then. Today, I'm sharing it with all of you. I hope you enjoy it.

The Crucible

An Erotic Tale by

CharmingCharles2896

Chapter One

The last thing Joe remembered was the blinding lights all around him. He'd been driving back to the forward positions after the staff meeting back at headquarters. The blinding lights had surrounded his HUMVEE and then everything was a blur. As Joe awoke, he couldn't help but groan. Every bone in Joe's body felt sore, every joint was on fire, every inch of him felt like it had been deconstructed and rebuilt over and over again. As Joe's senses returned to him, he noticed that the material he was laying on felt wholly unfamiliar. Opening his eyes, Joe found himself in a large bedroom, with ornate, red velvet walls, trimmed with gold.

"Greetings," came an unfamiliar voice to Joe's left. Looking left, Joe found himself looking at a strange, blue orb, hovering at eye level.

"Where am I?" Joe said, only to notice the feminine quality to his voice. Why did his voice sound so girly?

"We've got many things to discuss, but before we do any of that, we need to get you out of bed," the Orb said cheerfully as it moved towards Joe. Joe watched the tiny, blue orb hover above him for long moments before a delicate beam of light emanated from it, and seemed to grab ahold of the heavy covers. The blue orb moved away from Joe, pulling the covers away from his body, pooling them at his feet. As Joe looked down at his feet, he noticed a collection of startling developments.

In no time at all, Joe screamed in terror and leapt from the comfortable bed, only to find his legs unable to support his weight. Joe collapsed onto the floor, hyperventilating at what he'd seen. "What have you done to me?" Joe asked as he struggled to get up off of the carpeted floor beneath him.

Joe heard the blue orb fly up next to him and speak once more. "I told you; we have many things to discuss. Now, if you'll let me do my job, we can get you up and into the action!" The blue orb exclaimed as it flew away. Joe stayed silent, knowing that the only way to get the information he so desperately needed, was to shut up and listen.

"By now you've noticed that you aren't Major Joe Bridger anymore," the blue orb said somewhere else in the bedroom, out of Joe's sight. Joe heard the sound of rummaging around, likely the blue orb looking for something. "The first thing to understand is that the changes are for your own good, I promise you." Eventually, Joe felt a pinch in his but, he shrieked in pain.

"Relax, it's a dose of stimulants to get your body working," the blue orb said to Joe, who felt energized all of the sudden. "The changes made to you take a lot of energy and it isn't uncommon for subjects to experience a form of paralysis when they awaken the first time." As the blue orb spoke, Joe felt his body begin to work. In an instant, Joe was able to push himself off of the floor, only to find that he was significantly taller than he remembered. The blue orb reappeared in Joe's vision, the tiny shaft of light holding a massive, full-length mirror. Joe looked into the mirror only to get confirmation of what he thought he'd seen before.

"Why do I look like-" Joe began, before the blue orb interrupted him.

"Yvonne Strahovski?" the blue orb said expectantly, getting a nod from Joe. "The first step in this process is a thorough exploration of your memories. From there we determined that you are most sexually attracted to earthling actress, Yvonne Strahovski."

"Earthling actress?" Joe asked, picking up on the possible slip.

"Yes, you have been selected to be a contestant for a very popular contest called

The Crucible

." As Joe continued to look at his new appearance, he couldn't help but admire the vision of beauty staring back. Yvonne Strahovski had been his favorite actress for many years, not to mention the central object of his masturbatory fantasies since he'd first come across her, back in two-thousand and seven.

"What is it, some kind of game show?" Joe asked, looking over at the blue orb.

"I guess you could call it that, but it's more like a mix of ritual sacrifice and sport. You see, you were selected as this cycle's contestant because of your remarkable bravery in battle on your home planet." Joe looked away from the blue orb in that moment and refocused on the image in the mirror. He looked like Yvonne Strahovski, but only in the face, skin tone, and hair. He found the body starring back at him was far more curvaceous than the Australian actress actually was.

"Why did you make me look like a woman?" Joe asked as he admired the heavy, DD-cup breasts on his chest.

"Our viewers find earth men to be grotesque beasts, but we have found that earth women are far too frail for what is to come. We have the ability to make massive changes to a subject's body, but the underlying bone strength and muscle density cannot be changed. Earth men have stronger bones and denser muscle mass, so only earth men can possibly survive what we have in store for you." Joe nodded in understand as the blue orb continued to speak. "One thing we have retained from your male form is this," the blue orb said as the mirror stopped concealing one very important part of Joe's body. As the massive cock appeared in view, Joe finally noticed that it had been concealed from his own view as well. Back on earth, Joe was a well-endowed man, with a penis more than seven inches in length. The heavy penis that he saw hanging from his pelvis must have been over ten inches long, even though it was completely soft.

"You'll find that the changes we have made to your body will suit you well in the challenge to come," the blue orb said cheerfully to Joe as he reached out for the massive cock between his legs. As his hand touched the massive cock, he found that his touch felt more pleasurable than any pussy Joe had ever had. Just lifting the cock up in his hand was enough to rouse it into full attention. As his cock became hard, Joe saw what must have been seventeen inches of raging cock, thick and veiny. Before Joe knew what was happening, he found himself stroking his cock up and down with both hands.

"Feels good, right?" the blue orb asked knowingly. Joe merely nodded as he fixated on the pleasure he was feeling. "This always happens when contestants discover the changes we make. I urge you to refrain from ejaculating, it is best to save yourself for the challenge to-" the blue orb was interrupted by the sound of feminine grunts as large ropes of thick semen exploded from Joe, landing on the floor in a large, lewd puddle. "-come," the blue orb finished, with a hefty amount of disappointment in its voice. As Joe's cock finished unloading a massive, intense load of semen, he found himself panting hard. The large testicles hanging beneath his cock were pulsating like two massive hearts. Joe's feminine fingers began to explore his testicles when he discovered something else hiding behind his testicles.

"Is that...?" Joe began, looking over towards the mirror and lifting his testicles out of the way to reveal a pretty pussy, glistening in the light.

"Yes," the blue orb answered. "As I have been trying to explain, the viewers of this contest enjoy the female form, but the female form isn't enough for a contest such as this. We have found over many centuries worth of your earth years, that what you earthlings call Futanari, are the superior form of human existence. Futanari are merely a thing of fiction on your world, but to us, they are a very real and very exciting part of life. Considering your affinity for Japanese Futanari porn, on top of your insatiable lust for Ms. Strahovski, we have made you what you are today." Joe was barely listening as his fingers began to explore the pussy between his legs. As soon as his fingers touched the tiny clitoris, hiding from prying eyes, his legs nearly buckled.

"I'd be careful, your vagina is far more sensitive than anything you have ever experienced. Too much stimulation of your vagina can induce a zen-like state that usually leads to contestants losing the contest." Joe nodded and plunged a single finger between the damp folds and deep into the tight depths of his newly discovered vagina. Almost as soon as the single finger entered his depths, Joe found himself in the throes of a cataclysmic orgasm. Joe couldn't stop touching his pussy, continuing until his pussy literally squirted all over the floor.

Eventually, the blue orb had to literally pry Joe's hands away from his pussy to break the spell. As soon as Joe came back to himself, he began to look around, quickly regaining his bearings. "I told you not to touch your vagina, it's your biggest weakness," the blue orb said to Joe, who nodded quickly, now understanding the blue orb's meaning.

"What do I have to do to win this contest you speak of?" Joe asked as he stood up, a large wet spot on the floor where he was kneeling.

"All you have to do is find your way out of this place without succumbing like you just did. There will be many things along the way to slow you down or even try and prevent you from making it out of here. Along the way you'll find rooms with supplies, use the supplies to replenish yourself. Many of the things you'll come across out there will require your semen to either gain access to or satiate something or another. The worst thing that can happen is you run out of semen. Without your semen, you're basically defenseless, regardless of your towering stature, combat training, and muscles." Joe nodded in the face of this information, he knew how to survive, he could do this.

"Anything else I need, like clothing perhaps?" Joe asked the orb, which moved closer to him and hovered at eye level.

"Our viewers enjoy the view; clothing will only get in your way," the blue orb said before speeding off to a closet, once again rummaging for something. "There is one thing you will need before you go," the blue orb said before returning to Joe's side, holding what looked like the wrist gauntlet a quarterback may have to view the playbook during a game. Taking the wrist gauntlet, Joe slid it over his left hand and onto his wrist.

"This is your information device, every time you interact with anything out there, this gauntlet will give you information about it. On top of that, the microchip we implanted in your brain, will tell this gauntlet whenever you are about to run out of semen." Joe looked down at the gauntlet, which was now turned on. Instantly he saw a red bar the extended the length of the gauntlet's touch screen. Part of the red bar was covered in black lines, the space likely the load of semen he'd ejaculated moments before. As Joe examined the information, he figured out how this worked, semen was his health bar, if he ran out, it was likely game over, survive and escape.

"Okay, I can do this," Joe said with confidence.

"Before you go, there is one last thing you should know," the blue orb said, motioning towards the wrist gauntlet. "This contest is broadcast live, so certain viewers will have the ability to give you gifts if they want to. These gifts can be items to advance, supplies, or anything else. Because of this, it may be wise to change your name. Our viewers hate masculine names and will always refer to you as a woman. It is best of you pick a new name and enter it into the gauntlet before you step through the door and aren't able to change it." Joe stood back, thinking about what the blue orb was telling him. If he shed his masculine identity and picked a woman's name, he had better odds of success. Without thinking, Joe looked at the gauntlet, which was in English as strange as that was, given the circumstances, and began to type in a new name.

Major Sarah Bridger, United States Army

Sarah looked over at the blue orb and nodded, she was ready. "Good luck, Major, Bridger," the blue orb said as it moved out of her way. Sarah made for the door, took a deep breath, and opened the door. As Sarah stepped out of the bedroom, she found herself standing in a massive, ornate mansion or hotel, one often found back on earth. As Sarah looked at her surroundings, she instantly noticed that she was at least four floors up, but she couldn't be sure. Ahead of her was a railing, revealing a vast opening on the other side of it that extended who knew how many floors downward. The entire floor was built like a luxury hotel, with rooms on the outside and a vast expanse of open air in the middle.

The first order of business was finding a staircase down a floor. Looking around, Sarah saw at least twenty doors on her floor. It was tempting to try and jump across the empty space between the railings, considering it was maybe ten feet across, but without knowing more about her surroundings, Sarah chose not to and instead opted to check the ten doors on her side of the floor. Turning around, Sarah tested the door she'd just came from, only for her wrist gauntlet to sound. Looking down at it, Sarah saw three words...

Door Permanently Locked!

Sarah nodded to herself and moved to the next door to the left, door 401, and tried it. The door was locked, but her wrist gauntlet informed her that she needed the red key to open the door. Moving further to the left, to door 402, Sarah tested the knob and found the room unlocked. Opening the door, Sarah found a room completely shrouded in darkness. Sarah crept inside slowly, feeling around the walls for a light switch. When she found the switch, the lights came on to reveal an empty room. Sarah entered fully and heard the door close behind her. When the door clicked shut, Sarah looked around, seeing a desk on the far wall, and computer.

As Sarah moved closer to the desk, she finally realized just how tall she was. Considering the desk looked to be like the ones found on earth, it looked tiny next to her. In that moment, Sarah theorized that she must have been at least seven feet tall, if not taller. Adjusting the chair to sit lower, Sarah sat down in the chair and began looking through the drawers. The top of the two drawers was filled with blank papers, things useless to her. The drawer below was completely empty, a total waste of time. Shutting the drawer, Sarah eyes the ancient-looking computer.

Sarah's curiosity was begging her to investigate. If there was a connection to the outside, maybe she could learn more about this place. Sarah pressed the spacebar and heard the computer come to life, spinning up like an old computer did. As the black, lifeless monitor came to life, Sarah was greeted by a search bar. Typing quickly, Sarah typed in only two words... the crucible. When Sarah hit enter, the screen changed from a search bar to a single phrase...

Curiosity can kill...

In an instant, metal cuffs appeared from the wooden desk and captured Sarah's wrists, preventing her from moving from her spot. Sarah struggled against the cuffs for several moments, before the side of the old computer monitor opened and a large, metal arm appeared. At the end of the metal arm was a cone, with a red interior. The red look like slime, but didn't drip from the cone, as if it was affixed in place. Sarah watched the metal arm move through the air, down into her lap, and to the end of her soft cock. In an instant, the metal cone at the end of the metallic arm, moved the red slime close to the end of Sarah's cock, the red slime coming to life and enveloping Sarah's cock in the blink of an eye. Almost as soon as Sarah felt the slime completely envelope her cock, she felt her cock grow to full arousal. The slime seemed to grow and change with the size of her massive cock, hugging her turgid length snuggly. Grabbing Sarah's attention, Sarah saw the computer screen change from the original phrase, to a new one.

Surrender is the only escape!

Without another second's hesitation, Sarah felt the red slime begin to quiver and move around her cock, surrounding the turgid appendage in warm, wet sensations. Sarah's eyes rolled back in her head as her cock was bathed in wicked, intense sensations. Back on earth, Sarah used to boast impressive stamina. In this place, with this machine around her cock, Sarah began to wonder what changes had been made to her cock beyond the size of it. The blue orb's words kept ringing around in Sarah's head; it was important to retain her semen. Sarah took deep breaths, tried whatever she could think of to hold back her load, even as the sensations continued to build.

No matter what Sarah did, she could feel the edge approaching. The sensations around her cock were indescribably powerful, seeming to draw the desire to surrender out of her. Sarah looked back to the screen, seeing the same phrase; surrender is the only escape! As minutes wore on, Sarah's desire to resist began to wane. The sensations had reached a point, far beyond anything she'd experienced before. Sarah tried to break free of the cuffs once again, knowing that her ability to resist was almost gone. She pulled and thrashed against the cuffs, but found she couldn't make them give way.

When Sarah's ability to resists the desires of the demented computer in front of her, finally evaporated, she cried out rapturously. In an instant, Sarah's massive testicles began to churn, pumping semen out of her cock in thunderous pulses of pleasure. Sarah ejaculated endlessly, seeming to pump more and more semen into the incredible, red slime. With her tongue hanging out of her mouth and drool running down her chest, Sarah finally felt the torrent of semen subside. When the pumping and pulsating sensations of ejaculate finally, mercifully ended, Sarah saw the monitor change once again.

Surrender achieved... releasing...

Sarah felt the cuffs open, retracting into the desk. Next, the robotic arm released its hold on her penis, though the red slime stayed around her cock. Sarah stood up from the desk, her legs unsteady, her head clouded over from the lingering feeling of ejaculation. As Sarah walked away from the desk, she found her cock hadn't softened, the slime seeming to maintain her erection. The sound of her wrist gauntlet, grabbed Sarah's attention. Looking down at the gauntlet Sarah was informed that the computer was called an "extraction trap." Next, Sarah was informed that she'd earned the red key. Understanding the information, she'd been given, Sarah began to move towards the door. Every step she took felt amazing around her cock as the red slime continued to moved around her sensitive length.

By the time Sarah had made it back to the door, her cock was on the edge once again. It would appear that this slime would continue to work on her cock until she got it where she needed to get it. Sarah opened the door and stepped out into the hallway, her balls beginning to churn once again. The door closed behind Sarah; her mind focused exclusively on the sensations her cock was feeling. Sarah had to get back to room 401, but her legs wouldn't work. As the churning in her balls reached a fever pitch, Sarah could do nothing else but reach out for the railing with both hands and hold on as her cock surrender to the red slime once again.

Sarah's balls pumped a second huge load into the slime's wicked clutches, Sarah completely helpless to stop it. Crying out in ecstasy was about the only thing Sarah was capable of doing as the slime milked her of her semen. "Fuck!" Sarah bellowed down into the opening space, her voice carrying several floors downward. When her second massive ejaculation ended, Sarah forced herself to stand up, even as her legs felt like Jello. In spite of her having ejaculated only seconds before, the greedy slime resumed working on her. Sarah looked down at her wrist gauntlet and saw that her semen bar was barely at 55%. If Sarah allowed this red slime to milk her again, she may not have the strength to continue.