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Rated: GC · Interactive · Fantasy · #1147339

John must reach the exit of this world without becoming a woman

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Chapter #26

The pair of you then got taken for processing

    by: milida Author IconMail Icon
Although you both knew what was in store it still came as a shock when they once more gagged, collared and bound your hands behind your back. The moccasins were again put on your feet. Leashes were attached to the collars and with a gaoler each you were led across a courtyard with three other victims for processing.

Once the five of you were secured in chairs a woman’s voice rang out loud and clear, "Welcome ladies, welcome. May I say what a pleasure it is for me to have you here I do so love my job" she paused then added "Alas for you, unfortunately it will not be as much a pleasure as the process is rather painful and permanent"

After she let that sink in she continued "Let me introduce myself, I am Mistress Basra. I own this establishment, along with of course each of you now. I expect you no why you are here. My job is to turn each of you into a ponygirl. You will then be sold at auction like the other felons, but unlike those ladies freedom will never be in your future, Once the kingdom makes you a ponygirl you stay one. The program we have here is rigorous and harsh, very harsh. Not only is the transformation painful but you will be punished for each and every infraction of the rules. You will also be punished simply because we want to punish you. Let me now introduce you to the surgeons who will be performing your operations tomorrow.""

You gulped and went ashen on hearing that. The next moment a man and a woman, came through the door. The man was in his fifties, slightly balding and he was wearing thick horn-rimmed spectacles that gave his eyes an owl-like look. The woman was slightly younger, around forty-five; she had dark almost black hair which was done up severely in a bun, she also wore spectacles but of a modern style, she had on a white surgeon’s coat with a stethoscope dangling from the pocket. They were introduced to us as Professors Assad and Liadne.

Mistress Basra then went on to say "Professor Assad is a genetic scientist, one of the leading figures in his field and Liadne is a highly respected surgeon"

The first of the pair to speak was Liadne, she gave the five of you a cruel smile "Hello ladies, I’m here to tell you about the operation that I shall be performing on you tomorrow." She then produced a tiny object from her pocket "This is brand new tech, it's a voice modifier. What I shall do is surgically attach this little micro-chip to your vocal chords. When switched off you can still talk like normal, when on you lose the power of speech, instead you will only be able to make whinnying sounds, like the neighing of a horse. Unfortunately, once you are sold your new owner may choose to leave it on permanently. We find most prefer that. I will now give you a little demonstration of the voice modifier" she clapped her hands and one of the slaves left the room, returning moments later with what you could only describe as a creature.

It still had a womanly form but she was covered in light fur, had four hooves, equine ears, a tail and she was whinnying plaintively. Liadne then pushed a button and brusquely order "Talk Beast" The creature then gulp and spoke "I hope you all can.. " Liadne then pressed the button again and the beast started whinnying again although you could see that she was still mouthing words. Liadne then waved her hand and the pony girl was taken away. She then explained "Now ladies the operation to put this in is quite straightforward, and will be performed under a local anesthetic. It should take no more the fifteen minutes". She then handed over to Assad

Assad then took a moment to clear throat then without any preamble said, "Among aficionados of human equines, it has become increasingly desirable to have their ponies as close to the real thing as possible. We have now reached the stage where it is possible to give human ponies real hooves and tails. What I shall be performing tomorrow is an operation to remove part of the sole of your feet and replace it with one that has a hoof attached. With the advances of modern technology we are able to carry this procedure out without detriment to either the hoof or the girl. I shall also be carrying out a graft to your coccyx bone and attaching a tail." He looked round beaming as though he had told you you had all won the lottery. "I look forward to seeing you all tomorrow."

You were then all taken to small holding cages.

The next morning the evil Mistress Basra bounced in to the room holding you all, full of obvious joy then announced "Now ladies we have special treat for you, before you go to the operating theatre our beauticians would be giving you some treatment."

The special treatment consisted of having your pubic hair permanently removed, being pierced in the nipples and clitoris and having rings inserted. These rings of made of titanium and were spot welded to ensure they could not be removed. You were all, also ringed through your septum's.

Mistress Basra then clapped her hands and gleefully declared "Just one more thing to be done and then you can all go for your operations."

You then felt yourself being lifted up and carried to a flat bench, it was a bit like a doctor’s couch with lots of scary refinements. You were laid face down and held in place while straps were fastened around your neck, upper back and lower back. There was a sliding section that had an upright peg which was pushed up between your legs and rested against your perineum, once that was locked in place your thighs and legs were strapped down. The only part of your body that you could move was your head.

You then had to endure another speech from Mistress Basra "Now ladies as the kingdom has deemed that you are all my property and that you will be made beasts I have a legal obligation to put the stable mark on each of you with a branding iron. I just love the smell of burning flesh and hearing your pointless screams."

At that point a brazier was wheeled in with five red-hot branding irons in. At a nod from her all your gags were simultaneously removed. You don’t know about the others but yelled at her that "You are an inhuman; sadistic bitch"

Whilst you were cursing and swearing your head was firmly held by a slave and two leather-encased blocks were pushed up against the side of your face holding it tight and locking it in position. This effectively immobilized you completely.

You were still shouting abuse when without any warning you felt an agonizing pain in your left buttock as the branding iron was pressed against it. Your own scream of agony was echoed round the room as the others were also branded. You were left to endure the agony for some considerable time before having a dressing applied.

The pain settled down to a dull ache and Mistress Basra said "You can now all be wheeled to surgery"

In the operating theatre you were first given a local anesthetic. Liadne ordered you to open your mouth and placed a clamp inside it and then the operation began. The procedure did in fact only take ten to fifteen minutes and you didn’t feel any discomfort the first time since being brought to the hellhole of a stable.

Next you were wheeled through to an adjourning theatre and given an injection that put you to sleep. When you came round you found that you were still unable to move. A little whimper escaped and immediately a vet nurse came over. "Hello. You’re awake I see. Well I’ll just release you and help you to sit".

Whilst she released you from the straps holding you down she chatted away "Now dear, let me tell you that the professor was very pleased with the way your operation had gone and that due to the new techniques being used you would be up and about in a couple of hours"

It was then that you decided to take stock of what had happened to you. You looked at your feet to see that you now had hooves and looked behind to see a tail sprouting from the base of your spine. You broke down then and whinnied your distress along with the other poor creatures that been punished in this way.

The time soon came for you to test our new hooves. With a nurse either side of you were walked round the ward until they were sure that you could properly hold your balance. As soon as the nurses were convinced that you could walk unaided you were basically left to your own devices. They realized, of course, that even if you were to escape it wouldn’t do you any good now.

An hour or so latter, Mistress Basra visited with a ponygirl on a leash, she had the most enormous breasts you had even seen on a woman, and they were pendulous and judging by the moisture round the areola she was heavy with milk. "This beast is Gertrude," she said by way of introduction, "You will feed from her for the next two days". That said, Mistress Grace departed.

One of the vet nurses then led Gertrude over to you and instructed two of you at a time to suckle from her. It briefly crossed your mind to refuse but as you had not had anything to eat and only a little water to drink over the last thirty-six hours or so you thought better of it. She must have had unlimited milk as you were allowed to take your fill.

That night you slept better and was somewhat refreshed the following morning. Gertrude was brought in and you drank from her after which you were taken to ...
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