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The head judge rolled his eyes "Of course we will get away with this stupid man, we are the law here, for your outburst you may share your co-offenders fate after your public whipping."
He then added with a smirk "Please note we have no prisons in our kingdom, all prisoners are sold at public auction and it would depend who bought them what would happen next"
You went ashen realizing the folly of your outbursts. You co-accused was taken back to her cell and you were led by guards to be transformed. You were of course already pondering the wisdom of agreeing to this scenario but it was of course to late for regrets. You were taken to a very modern looking lab room and secured into a scary looking chair and had something placed on your head. A somewhat crazy looking man in a white lab coat explained "This machine draws out your fantasy girl then turns you into it, I hope for your sake your fantasies are not to perverse"
He then cackled as he played with several dials then made clicking sounds when he finally got and image from your mind "Hmm I like your taste sir"
He then turned a screen to you showing a blond beauty. He then pulled a switch and moments latter you were that person. The guy seemed rather perturbed "Hmm seems a terrible waster to make such a beauty as you a pony girl"
Obviously you couldn't disagree with his sentiment. He however had no sway in things so you were then unceremoniously returned to your cell and placed once more right besides your co-offender. She guessed immediately that the new blonde was you. The enormity of what had happened came home to both of you then. After only a brief respite the lady guide started to get the pair of you ready for your public punishment. This entailed removal of your gowns, placing a collar round your necks and fastening your hands behind your backs.
You were allowed to wear nothing but moccasins on your feet. When this had been done the pair of you were taken to a room where there were others similarly restrained. Once al the names were all checked off, the prisoners were attached to one another by means of chains fixed to the collars round your necks. A leash was attached to the first prisoner and then you were all led out into the yard. There a drummer boy dressed in a rather flashy costume started beating a drum for you all to keep in step. Any who failed to concentrate would hit by quirts. All of you were then marched through the town, so all could bare witness to your shame. You were eventually lead to the square where a platform had been erected for the spectacle.
All through the half a mile or so to the town square the town citizen's hardly gave the eight naked women in the chain a second glance. Most like you were brand new women. It was a slightly different story once you all arrived at the punishment area. There were large groups of people sitting in the seats provided in order to witness the proceedings; most of them were with young children. The parents of these children were heard to say that this is what will happen to you if you don't behave.
The platform had specially designed benches with one for each of you. One by one, you were each bent over the bench and had your ankles were locked to the legs of the bench. A strap around your waists was also used to fasten your hands. One final strap around the neck and you were both incapable of movement; alas you were now ready for punishment. designed individual benches for each of you .You were bent over the bench and your ankles were locked to the legs of the bench. A strap around your waists was also used to fasten your hands. One final strap around the neck and you were both incapable of movement; alas you were now ready for punishment.
Before the canning a dignitary stepped forward and spoke from a lectern "These sluts have all broken the law, let there punishment be a warning to others. Note that the majority of these now obviously female prisoners were once men. We aim to shame them and use them as an object lesson for others. Tomorrow those not being further transformed will be sold of at auction"
One by one the prisoners then received their strokes, ranging from six to 15 except for you and your accomplish who were to receive 24 strokes each. When it came to both your turns it was decided that you should receive the strokes simultaneously.
Naturally being who you were you were determined to take a many strokes as you could without uttering a sound. Your lady friend on the other hand was praying for all she was worth for the strength to endure it. At the first stroke there was one almighty scream, this from her. And as the strokes rained down her screams got louder and were interspersed with pleas for mercy. At the other end of the bench, you got to the third stroke before a whimper left your lips. By the seventh you too was screaming and by the eighteenth also begging for mercy. Naturally neither of you got any mercy. You were then all returned to your holding cells.
The next day still with the marks of the cane on your buttocks and legs, the pair of you were taken, separately, to bathe, with a guard in attendance. The luxury of bathing in warm scented water relaxed you somewhat although it was very embarrassing to have someone watching all the time, especially given you had a brand new body.
You alas new what was coming and were in no hurry to get out of the bath.
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