Humiliation

Everytime he thinks things can’t get any worse they find some fresh humiliation to inflict on him. He had thought that being snatched from his comfortable apartment and locked in a cell was the worst that could happen until they robbed him of his masculinity. He still wasn’t sure how they had done that, was it drugs? Nano-tech? Hell it could have been magic for all he knew, all he could say for certain is that the sight of the hard muscles melting away to be replaced by feminine curves was absolutely terrifying.

He still remembers how helpless he felt as a pair of massive tits grew on his chest and the sickening crack of his bones rearranging themselves as he is transformed. He screamed in a high voice as the large dick he had been so proud of was drawn into his body becoming a smooth little pusssy instead, by the time it was over he looked like a porn star.

He had hoped that changing his body was enough for them but they still wanted more. He soon found that his will was not his own, his mind and memory were still intact but his altered body no longer responded to his commands alone. They conditioned him to obey any order given to him by a man no matter how disgusting he found it. Worse he learned that his new body craved the attention leaving him a quivering, mewling wreck if he didn’t get dick on a regular basis. Once they were satisfied he was ready he found himself on an auction block being sold to the highest bidder.

They promised him that his new master would treat him well as long as he served him well but the man proved crueler that he could have imagined. Even though his owner and his friends used him everyday they would only fuck his pretty face or shapely ass mockingly refusing to fuck his needy pussy no matter how much he begged.

As he gags on yet another cock he tries to convince himself that things can’t possibly get any worse but deep inside he knows things can always get worse