Doctor Grungot's Exchange Extravaganza! (M2F, Slow, Swap)

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Re: Doctor Grungot's Exchange Extravaganza! (M2F, Slow, Swap

Postby AndyEngines » Thu Jun 27, 2019 12:51 pm

And on it goes. Huge congratulations for your perseverance. Great story hidden behind the transformations, I keep flicking back to track who is who and who might have been who. I love that part as much as I do the variety of transformations you are cramming in. Great tale.
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Re: Doctor Grungot's Exchange Extravaganza! (M2F, Slow, Swap

Postby laristopa » Tue Jul 02, 2019 1:03 am

*Round Ninety Two*

Annabella floated in the void for awhile. She stared at the swirling darkness and tried figuring the source of a gnawing sadness eating away at her, but couldn't quite put her finger on it. It was like a piece of herself had shriveled and fell away. Annabella lit up a cigarette and thoughtfully puffed. She felt exhausted and sore from giving birth but that wasn't it. She had produced a wonderful baby girl, even though she didn't get to see her. Master had given the child a wonderful name and would take care of little Luscious...but something was still wrong! Ugh, all this thinking was hurting her head!

Annabella pushed the thoughts away and rubbed her hands down her newly expanded hips. She marveled at her exaggerated curves. She had truly gigantic hips; like a woman who was made to bear children. Maybe her body was trying to tell her something? She smiled at the thought of of being bred again and again. Being a brood mother was strangely appealing to Annabella...but even delicious thoughts tasted sour on her tongue.

Her probing hands found her slightly sagging belly. She couldn't help but feel a bit lonely. Annabella missed having something to look forward to, though, she had the end of the Extravaganza on the horizon. Once that was done, she could be with her baby and go back to her normal life...whatever that was now. She sighed, looking past her breasts and seeing her rather sad belly. Layers of excess skin with fat and lines congealing in a mess of stretch marks and baby weight. She pouted, something would have to be done til she was smooth and tight again, hopefully the stretch marks would fade as well.

A hole opened up and Annabella was sucked through. She appeared and immediately smelled a farm, causing her nose to wrinkle and her brow to furrow. She was in a barn with straw covered, wooden floors. There were cows and pigs in pens all around her making their various barnyard noises. It was fairly humid and light filtered in through windows around rickety wooden structure. What really got her was the smell. An awful manure stench. She shook it off and tried looking around to occupy her senses.

A man quietly walked out from one of the nearby stalls. He was older, probably in his fifties or sixties and had kind eyes. He wore overalls and boots with a checkered shirt and simple hat.
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When he spoke it was with a soft, friendly tone, "Howdy there young miss. Doctor said you'd be by."

Annabella looked down and realized she was totally nude except for a pair of black and white spotted heels. She shrugged her shoulders, causing her breasts to jiggle slightly. The man eyed her up and down. She felt a flare of heat, having this stranger examine her nakedness.

He continued, "Told me I was 'sposed to help you feed yur youngin'"

The man procured a small breast pump.
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"My wife, God rest her soul, used this for our children. Just put your, uh, nipple in the cup and pump. I'll give you a couple of bottles cause I can see you're body is...fit for producing."

Annabella looked down and saw she was, indeed, slowly lactating and her tits felt engorged. The farmer shuffled over and handed her the items. He gave her one last look and disappeared back somewhere into the barn. Annabella did as the man instructed and cupped her breast, carefully inserting it into the cup. She pumped the apparatus once and her nipple was sucked into the device. It wasn't unpleasant, just a little bit of suction and a pinch. In fact...she sort of liked it. Annabella squeezed the pump at a steady pace. Each squeeze gave her a pleasant little pinch and a spurt of milk which was collected in the bottle. Once it was full, she replaced it and continued. After two bottle were full, she switched to her other breast and repeated the process. When she was done, four small sized bottle had been produced. Her reddened nipples tingled and poked out but, ultimately, her breasts felt lighter and less fit to burst. The farmer appeared a minute later and collected the bottles and the pump.

He nodded and softly introduced himself, "Names Abel. I'll see you again real soon, young miss. I expect a lot of production from you."

He gave her a knowing wink and walked away. The scene collapsed.

Annabella appeared and immediately felt an oppressive humidity. It hung over and invaded her lungs like a choking cloud. A dribble of sweat began rolling down her back almost immediately. She was in some sort of rain forest. She swatted away a small insect and heard various animal sounds around her. The sun was high in the sky but barely had any room to shine through the dense jungle canopy.

Annabella examined her outfit. She wore a small tan half jacket on top of a sheer white blouse. The blouse acted more like a bra as her flabby stomach was uncovered. The jacket was open and didn't go below mid back while the top was totally see through. Her pendulous tits proudly pressed against the material. Hugging her expansive hips was a pleated short skirt that rose to just above mid thigh. She, as usual, was not wearing underwear and any sudden move would give a flash of her pussy. She stood on leather, six inch stiletto boots that made it nearly to her knees. On her head, above her loosely hanging blonde-pink hair, was a floppy tan hat. Tightly around her neck was a thin red slave collar covered by a red strip of cloth which was tied in a cute bow.

In front of Annabella was a pit approximately ten feet wide, fifty or so feet long and a few feet deep. A row of barbed wire blanketed the top of the pit giving it a low hanging roof. Anybody traversing the pit without just avoiding it would likely have to crawl through. She looked down and fell back in surprise as the pit appeared to be filled with hundreds, if not thousands of snakes. Snakes of all sizes and colors. Black, white, tan...dark tan...wait a second. As she looked closer she noticed these weren't ordinary snakes. They writhed and shuffled around but they were...cocks? Both ends of each snake had a cock head on it! If...if she had to crawl through there...with a short skirt and no panties...totally unprotected...She tried to shake the thought off before a powerful masculine musk hit her like a tidal wave. Rising from the pit and wafting directly at her was the unmistakable scent of lust. It shook through her and instantly made her pussy shudder and convulse. She noticed a familiar liquid beginning to drip down her leg, preparing her body for a nice pounding. Her breathing was coming in faster and she felt a sudden urge to jump, vagina first, into the pit. She turned and walked away before taking any action but the idea became more and more rational with each passing breath.

Doctor Grungot appeared next to a panting Annabella.

His nasily voice barely got through to her, "These cock-snakes were designed specifically, by me, to induce," He looked Annabella up and down before finishing with a chuckle, "female lust...They can smell a fertile woman a mile away and secrete a peculiar pheromone that only human females can detect."

Annabella fumbled for a cigarette, using every ounce of restraint left inside her to avoid writhing in the dirt with the cock-snakes.

"As much as I would love to see you overpowered by the cock-snakes, it wouldn't offer much in the way of interesting sport. So i'll offer you a choice, Ms. Slut. You can either Option A) Take your chances and crawl through the pit. You'll have five minutes to complete it. Though, something tells me you'd get sidetracked along the way. Let me just warn you, not only are these cock-snakes rife with lust inducing hormones, they also have a very potent seed that is likely to get a normal woman pregnant. You? Probably closer to 100%. Or obtion B) You can accept a swap from a client who regrets a recent change they made. You'll also receive two free powerups and you don't have to complete the challenge."

Annabella sucked her cigarette and paced back and forth, "W-what's the change?"

Doctor Grungot yawned and stretched his arms before nonchalantly replying, "Alas, young Slut, I can't tell you everything. However, I will tell you, it'll help with your recent flabby tummy issue."

She rubbed her thighs together and stepped to the edge of the pit staring down. The cock-snakes were long, hard and wet. If she could just reach down and grab one maybe she could play with it a bit and keep it in her ass and...

No! She didn't want to get impregnated by some...animal!

Annabella started to rub herself and was closing in on the point of no return as she screamed, "Okay, okay I agree!"

"Done" He stated.

As soon as the deal was struck, the snakes disappeared and Annabelle felt her lust instantly begin to recede. She withdrew her slick out from her tingling cunt which remained somewhat wet. She breathed deeply, trying to return to normalcy. As she did, however she felt a tugging in her stomach. She pulled her tits apart and watched as her flabby belly started to tighten. The stretch marks disappeared and were replaced by flat, beautiful skin. When it was done, she had a thin, toned tummy void of any marks or blemishes. Her waist was small-ish and transitioned into her matronly hips with a rather extreme hourglass.

Annabella was confused, who wouldn't want a sexy waist like this? Better yet, who would want to trade their sexy waist for her post pregnancy one? Before she could properly think about it, she felt a pounding in her chest. She reached her long nails down, it felt like her ribs were on fire! She tenderly touched her bottom rib which suddenly disappeared on both sides! Next was the second from the bottom then third. When it was done, six of her ribs had been removed from her chest! Her belly started to tighten yet again. Her already thin waist became thinner still, no longer hindered by her bottom ribs. It tightly pulled into itself before finally stopping. When the pulling was done, Annabella's already extreme hourglass became even moreseo! Her tiny little hands could almost wrap totally around her stomach now. The size of her hips looked even bigger and the angle from her waist to hips was ridiculous.

Annabella took a few experimental puffs of air, she was breathing okay at least. She slowly moved her torso back and forth. She felt even more frail and delicate than before. Her hands rubbed up her hips. She could hardly believe how curvy she was!

"See Ms. Slut, I told you I would help solve your little flabby belly problem. No thanks are necessary!"

Annabella continued to move her body, finding her new limits, and smoking a cigarette as the scene collapsed.

NAME: Annabella Slut
HEIGHT: 4"11
WEIGHT: 107 LBS
AGE: 21
IQ: 72. Basic arithmatic and reading are somewhat difficult.
POWERUPS: 0
SEX / PHYSIOLOGY: Biologically female with XX chromosomes and fully female genitalia. Body produces above average levels of female hormones. Unusually fertile. Strong pheromones attracting men and giving her a sweet scent. Hormone altered bartholin and saliva glands that increase oral and vaginal enjoyment for all sexual partners.
PREGNANCY / CHILDREN: Not pregnant. One child, Luscious Slut.
HAIR: Long, silky and healthy. Naturally curled golden blond with pink highlights. Falling below mid back and hanging loosely.
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VOICE: Super high-pitched, seductive and breathy. Very simple vocabulary. "Ghetto" accent. No gag reflex whatsoever.
FACIAL HAIR: None. Smooth and unable to grow hair of any kind.
EYES: Large doe eyed deep-ocean blue, nervous gaze, long, fake eyelashes and thick dark eyeliner. Smokey, dark blue eye shadow causing the eyes to look constantly half lidded.
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FACIAL FEATURES: Rounded jaw with thin chin; high rounded cheekbones; small feminine ears; delicate, slightly upturned nose; weak, non-imposing brow; thin, highly angled eyebrows; thin smooth neck; incredibly thick, shiny, bee-stung lips that can hardly close; smooth, weak, flat forehead; layered pink blush covering cheeks and accenting their feminine shape; toothless mouth filled with perfect dentures; permanent makeup.
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BUILD: Hairless and small feminine torso; thin, hairless arms and legs with virtually no muscle; huge breasts and cartoonishly weak shoulders ; Fat jiggling ass that sticks our provocatively; Wide, flared out, feminine birthing hips made slightly larger by bearing two children; Extremely tight, small stomach with six surgically removed ribs making it even smaller; thick milky thighs that rub together with each step. Skin is sexy sun-kissed bronze all the way around.
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CHEST: Huge Fake looking H cup breasts. Unnaturally gravity defying and circular. Thick and veinous, pierced, dark pink feminine nipples. Over-active mammary glands. Visible surgical scars.
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EXTREMITIES: Thin, delicate, soft hands with long pink, silvery sparkle nails extending over an inch past the finger; Smooth, hairless, delicate, women's size 5 feet with slightly shiny, clear-pink painted, longer nails with shiny little gems on the big toe. Reformed feet, requiring a minimum of 6 inch high heels.
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GENITALS: Wide, deep, hairless, puffy, used vagina which can accommodate even the most well endowed.
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TATTOOS: Black tribal tattoo in the shape of a womb just above her pubic area. Black tribal hear and star design on the lower back.
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PIERCINGS: Diamond studded gold ring and stud pierced clit. Large golden hoops hanging from ears with "BABY" in bold pink studded letters. Silver barbell studs in nipples, keeping them constantly erect.
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OUTFIT: Sheer white blouse that is mostly see through with no bra. Tan half jacket and short pleated skirt with no panties. Standing on knee length brown leather boots with a six inch stiletto heel.
SEXUAL PREFERENCE: Is attracted exclusively to men. Will only be submissive in sexual encounters. Specifically attracted to black men. Very high libido. Enjoys having cum on and in her body and clothing. Loves being humiliated sexually and verbally. Likes being locked in light bondage. Loves vaginal and anal sex. Prefers big penises and doesn't get much sexually out of anything less than six or seven inches. Enjoys exhibitionism and public sex. A bit of a masochist, likes being spanked.
PERSONALITY: Submissive, follower, un-willing to take chances, Weak-willed, Lazy especially when it comes to household chores, prefers living in squalor, Is annoyed easily. Often considered 'Bitchy'. Doesn't care much for the rule of law. Has an extensive criminal history including drug, theft and prostitution charges. Has difficulty trusting others and often displays obsessive jealousy in relationships. Not very smart, has trouble learning. Doesn't know how to drive and is afraid to get behind the wheel. Acts like a stereotypical girly-girl including standing, sitting, walking, speaking, writing and holding things. Loves having long nails, is very protective of them. Addicted to sex and is overtly promiscuous with almost every man encountered especially if she hasn't done it in awhile. Has no issue with cheating on somebody in a relationship as long as she doesn't get caught. Incapable of wearing underwear, feels compelled to let others know, generally by showing them. Refuses to wear any clothing not considered slutty or sexy.
ADDICTIONS: Smoking and sex
FAVORITE COLOR: bright pink.
FINANCIAL / LIFE SITUATION: Has a negative bank balance and heavy debt. Terrible credit with no prospects or knowledge of the financial world. Difficulty with basic arithmatic. Owned completely and in every way by Darius Black. Legally unable to make any of her own decisions and considered property by all legal and governmental systems. Cannot own or buy anything without pre approval by Darius.
EXPERTISE: Vaginal sex, Nascar driver's car numbers, taking care of small children, celebrity gossip, effective strategies to sell the body for sex, Sucking dick, seducing, dirty talk
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Re: Doctor Grungot's Exchange Extravaganza! (M2F, Slow, Swap

Postby Junketh71 » Fri Jul 05, 2019 1:01 pm

This was seriously exciting. Thanks for updating.
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Re: Doctor Grungot's Exchange Extravaganza! (M2F, Slow, Swap

Postby laristopa » Mon Jul 15, 2019 4:01 pm

*Round Ninety Three*

Annabella appeared back in the barn. The putrid smell of farm animals baking in the sticky humidity assaulted her furrowed nose. She looked around, waiting for Abel, the friendly farmer, to approach her. She was naked again, except for her cow print heels. She brushed an errant strand of blonde-pink hair out of her face before placing her hands on her expansive hips. Her breasts felt extremely heavy and full. The veins around her areolas popped out while her nipples stood completely erect. She fidgeted uncomfortably as a few drops of milk dribbled from her tits; she desperately needed that breast pump to relieve the pressure. She waited a bit longer, taking time to lazily examine the construction of the building, trying to take her mind off her breasts and the awful stench of the barn.

Where was Abel? Annabella slowly began walking through the barn with her exaggerated feminine gait. She was worried something may have happened to the old man. She walked from pen to pen but saw no sign of him. As she neared the final pen, Abel appeared.
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Abel wiped a bead of sweat from his forhead while his face grew a warm smile, "Sorry, Young Miss, Doctor didn't let me know you were coming. Things work a bit different here."

Annabella felt relieved and returned his smile while responding, "It's all good, Abel. You got the pump?"

Abel nodded and produced the pump from the pocket of his overalls. He also held a handful of bottles.
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Annabella retrieved the item from Abel's outstretched hand. As she tried to pull it away, however, he held on tight.

"Hold on one second." His soft voice started, "I don't want to see you to have to wait on me again. I'll give you something so I know you're here."

He reached back into his overalls and procured a cowbell.
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He continued, "Here, put this on. Ring it if you need me. Like I said, this place works a bit different so you'll always start here with this bell on when you're here."

Annabella took the bell and pump. She was a bit skeptical, but Abel seemed like a really genuine man so she elected to trust him. She secured the black leather collar around her smooth neck, realizing she wasn't wearing a slave collar like she normally was. This place really must be outside the Doctor's typical game. She flicked the bell dangling around her neck which chimed softly.

"Might not sound like much, but I'll hear it; don't you worry. Now go ahead and get your business out of the way, ring me when you're done."

With that, Abel turned and slipped through the door. Annabella wasted no time pumping her aching breasts and filling every bottle provided by Abel. She smiled, feeling the pressure abate and a rush of arousal from her nipples being pinched. She noticed how much more had been produced compared to last time. Her daughter would have plenty to drink, that's for sure! Annabella felt a twitch of sadness. She wanted to hold her baby and feed her directly from the source, but she understood that Master would take care of little Luscious and they would be reunited before long.

As she was finished, Annabella flicked the bell on her neck. A few second later, Abel appeared and collected the items.

"See you soon, Young Miss."

The scene collapsed.

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Annabella appeared in a barren, dimly lit room. It was small with a hard concrete floor and stone walls. There was a tiny window filtering in light near the ceiling. It felt like a basement.

She wore a crotchless white thong. The front of the thong was in the shape of a butterfly and her labia puffed out between the split in the paltry garment. Her diamond clit piercing shone in the dim light and brought more attention to her visible genitals. The thong buried deep between her butt cheeks. Her black womb tattoo sat just above the crotch less panties while her tramp stamp was proudly stationed atop her fat ass.
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Annabella's jutting tits were bare except for a sticky black cross covering each of her nipples. She swayed her shoulders and watched her boobs jiggle and flop back and forth. The cowbell around her neck had been replaced by a black posture collar with a silver ring in the front. It tightly cinched her neck and had no discernible clasp.
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On her face was a white masquerade mask partially in the shape of a butterfly.
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The mask was framed by her gaudy hoop earrings and contoured perfectly to her feminine features. It made her smoky, deep blue eyes really pop while her constantly pouting, attention seeking lips were painted a bright, burning red. Around her feet and crawling up her legs was a pair of tall black leather boots with a stiletto heel. Her pink-blond hair flowed freely down her back.
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Annabella felt extremely sexy and inhaled deeply as she reveled in her allure. She used her delicate, long nailed fingers to flick her covered nipples sending a jolt of pleasure up her spine. She was happy the pressure in them was relieved thanks to Abel. At least she had a few allies in this crazy game.

Seconds later, Sandra appeared. She wore a very conservative, flowy white skirt that nearly touched the floor. The skirt was littered with black outlined butterflies that appeared to "fly" as the skirt swayed. It rested flatly against her bony ass and straight figure. She stood on shiny black flip flops with unpainted toenails. Her top was a black sweater with a loose collar. One side of the sweater collar sagged enough to reveal a black bra strap. Sandra didn't really have anything for a bra to hold up, but Annabella felt a bit jealous as her monstrous tits were left unsupported. They strained heavily on her back. Sandra's lack of curves and potbelly were covered well by the comfortable looking top. Her dark straight, dark brown hair was roughly shoulder length and it framed her extremely plain looking face. Her glasses sat above her masquerade mask which was a copy of Annabella's. A slight smile formed between her thin lips as she examined Annabella. Though Annabella was wearing tall heels Sandra was still looking down at her.

Sandra's alto voice was friendly as she spoke, "Hey Annabelle, you look stunning! I see you had the twins, congratulations!"

Annabella looked up at Sandra with confusion as she replied in her breathy, high pitch, "Uh, hey Sandra, it's actually Annabella in case y'all forgot. And yeah, my daughter's name is Luscious, thanks fo' rememberin'!"

Sandra's slight smile faltered, "Sorry Annabella, we must have misspoke. And Luscious? Did you decide that or was that more of a....Darius selection? Also we thought you had two..." Sandra's voice trailed off before she added, "Nevermind."
Annabella laughed, "Of course Master picked her name, he the smartest man in the world after all."

Sandra shook her head and stepped forward. She placed her hand on Annabella's naked shoulder. She looked around hurriedly. Her face may have been covered in a mask, but her eyes held deep concern and her voice was calm and confident.

She spoke slowly and deliberately, "Anderson, we know you're in there and we know you can hear us. You're coming up to the most important decision of not only YOUR life but all of ours as well." Annabella stared blankly at Sandra as she continued, "Don't make the same mistakes we all made...end it while you can."

Annabella felt a tingle in her brain and recoiled as it intensified at Sandra's words. Annabelle's breath came in short bursts as she felt her heart rate increasing rapidly. Something about being called Anderson...it was like untangling something in her brain. A part of her deep down. Isolated, deeply rooted...something was coming undone.

"W-what's hap-happening to me?" Anna sputtered.

Sandra grabbed a swaying Anna and held her shoulders tightly before yelling, "Listen to us Anderson, you can fight this, I promise you. The Doctor is strong, but you can be stronger! Keep fighting! BREAK FREE!"

Anya gagged and convulsed as something inside her head continued thrashing against its weakening restraints.

"Make it STOP!" Anya screamed as she tumbled to the cold stone floor.

Sandra stood over her and yelled, "You're not some prissy slut mincing around in provocative little outfits - you're a man - a man with strong will. We could feel it the first time we met you. If anybody can beat him, it's you!"
Sandra got on top of Anda and held them down.

"Wake up!"

Anda growled and shrieked as the burning tingle in their head began spreading through their body like a river of energy. It was like a flaming torrent, filling every pore, nook and forgotten space of Anda's body and spirit.
"I remember." Andy whispered. A surge of confidence flowed through him.

Andy watched as his delicate little fingers began to lengthen and thicken before his eyes.

Sandra continued to hold Andy down as her face lit up and she excitedly gasped, "Y-yes you're doing it! Anderson, you're-"

A tall, imposing woman appeared standing basically overtop Andy and Sandra. She wore panties and a bra made of latex and chain mail. She stood on tall black leather thigh high boots which made her already imposing stature even more so. She had a medium length mane of fiery red hair and a pretty, made up face. She absolutely oozed and exuded confidence and authority.
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When she spoke her voice was commanding and aggressive, "I see you horny girls have already started getting kinky without my direction. Tsk, tsk!"

Sandra's behavior and expression changed immediately when the tall woman began speaking. Her serious, concerned eyes glazed over and she put on a dopey smile. She stood and walked back towards the far wall, looking around the room excitedly.

Andy stared up at the woman with a righteous fervor but felt his newfound confidence beginning to waver as he met her gaze. Her hard, emotionless eyes crushed his spirit and Anda felt their gaze heading to the floor. This woman was so intense so...demanding. Anna examined her newly expanded hands and watched them slowly shrivel back down until they were as fragile and delicate as before. Her long, intricate nails were as feminine as possible. The stream of energy was absorbed back into her head and whatever had come unshackled was quickly gaining its restraints back.

"Go stand on that wall, girl." The woman commanded.

Annabelle pulled herself to her feet and hurriedly obeyed the order, feeling her body quaking in fear. She meekly took her place next to Cindi who was watching the scene with glee.

Annabella kept her gaze on the floor as the woman approached with a thick click of her heels. She must have been over six feet tall with her high heels. She was also surprisingly built and THICK, this woman was comprised of a lot of meat.

Her voice was a bit softer as she spoke, "Good, now that everybody is where they belong I can begin. I am Mistress Jennifer. You may call me Mistress or Mistress Jennifer. You WILL listen to every command I give without question or there will be severe consequences. Do you understand?"

"Y-yes Mistress." "Yes Mistress Jennifer."

Annabella believed Mistress Jennifer grinned but she didn't dare pull her gaze from the floor.

"Excellent. Good girls are treated well. Since you've been good girls so far, I've got a...delicious treat for you today." Mistress Jennifer slowly paced between both Annabella and Cindi, her heavy clicking echoing through the small room. "Two of my male slaves were very naughty. Caught trying to have sex with each other. Without my permission! Can you believe the audacity? After being whipped properly, both were confined to wonderfully restrictive gimp suits and edged for twelve straight hours. I had the my best slave on it; they weren't cumming unless I allowed them to."

Mistress Jennifer stopped in front of Annabella and cupped her chin. She pulled Annabella's head up though Annabella's eyes were still fixed to the floor.

She continued, whispering directly at Annabella, "As a compassionate Mistress, I am now allowing them to."

She released Annabella's chin and began pacing again, "In a minute I'll bring the naughty boys here. You girls will ride them vaginally until they cum." She paused and shook her head, her smile faltering, "Oh and whoever does it first is the winner or whatever. Now I can see short stack's cunt so I know she's got one, how about you church girl, you got a pussy?"

"Yes Ma'am!" Cindi merrily exclaimed.

Mistress Jennifer snapped her fingers and Cindi let out a yelp. Her long white skirt disappeared completely leaving her pale chicken legs and flat ass naked. Her mound had a patch of brown pubes between her straight, bony hips. Her sweater and bra also vanished leaving her flat chest and potbelly sticking out. Besides the vagina she looked androgynous if not masculine. A ball gag was lodged in Cindi's mouth. She let out a muffled moan as her arms were forced behind her and locked into a restrictive armbinder. Annabella could hear her muffled cried through the gag as her arms clearly did not normally bend that way. They were completely immobilized and useless to her. Cindi's eyes sparkled with tears and fear.
Mistress Jennifer aggressively charged Cindi and, quick as a flash, punched her directly the stomach. Annabella gasped, the blow was very clearly meant to hurt Cindi and it looked incredibly painful. Cindi was completely defenseless and instantly fell to the ground, turning at the last second to land on her side. Cindi screamed through the gag and shook as her body was wracked with pain. She curled into a ball as well as she could though her arms remained outstretched behind her. Annabella remained motionless though she felt her heart pounding. This woman was insane!

Mistress Jennifer crouched down, her bushy vagina poked through her chain mail bottoms. She got really close to a quivering Cindi who opened her eyes wide and pleaded through bleary eyes.

"Don't you DARE call me 'Ma'am'. That goes for you too short stack. There are consequences when you act like bad girls." She used the back of her hand to pet Cindi's cheek, "Shh, shh, shh...Don't cry. We just learned a lesson, that's cause for celebration. You're now better than before."

Mistress Jennifer stood up and snapped her fingers again. Cindi's arm binder and ball gag disappeared but she remained naked save for her shiny black flip flops. Cindi pulled her arms forward and curled into a ball. Her pained moans echoed through the space no longer muffled by the gag.

Mistress Jennifer growled as she yelled, "Stand up, girl, or I'll punish your bony ass a second time!"

Cindi jumped up to her feet and sniffled. Her normally curious eyes were defeated and bloodshot while her normally excited expression was broken and pained. She bent over slightly, clutching her belly.

Mistress Jennifer had regained her grin as her voice softened again, "Perfect, the church girl has a pussy after all. She might have the least feminine body I've ever seen but, nonetheless, we can proceed."

Mistress Jennifer snapped her fingers again causing both Annabella and Cindi to shudder. Two figures in extremely restrictive latex suits appeared next to each other, laying on the ground. Their arms and legs were bound tightly as was their face. The only opening appeared to be a zipper in the crotch area. The men made pitiful, muffled whimpering noises.
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Mistress Jennifer slowly clicked her way over to them. The men reacted negatively each time her heel clicked. She bent down and unzipped the first man's zipper. A long, black cock sprang out. It was painfully erect and twitched slightly as Mistress Jennifer ran her hand down it. A drop of precum plumed out as well. She unzipped the second man's zipper and another black penis popped out, but this one was much smaller and thinner. It was also fully erect and twitched when she touched it. Clearly both men were close to orgasm. Edging for twelve straight hours would do that to a guy. Both men were crying through their gags and straining against the restrictive clothing. Absolute agony.

She teased their cocks with her hands as she cooed, "My naughty little gay boys. I'll help you cum inside a pussy just like nature intended."

As she spoke, Annabella saw a drop of fluid slip from Mistress Jennifer's vagina. Was she...getting off on this somehow?

"Alright girls, your challenge starts now! Remember, genital contact only!"

Annabella headed for the larger of the two dicks and positioned her waiting cunt directly over it, facing the bound man. She sensed her pheromones were pouring out of her though both men were close enough to be affected. Despite the situation, Annabella felt excited. This was a pretty decent sized cock and she could use some stress relief right about now. She looked down, her butterfly panties were ready to be impaled.

She squatted low and his tip squeezed between her labia. Annabella checked Cindi and saw she was struggling with the pain in her stomach but she had also gotten herself positioned over the other male. Annabella slowly lowered herself down with diminishing resistance as her supercharged lubricant oozed over the man's cock.

Annabella bit her lower lip and continued taking inch after inch until he was fully enveloped. She closed her eyes and relished the feeling of a meaty cock filling her womanhood for a second before pushing herself back up. She began bucking her hips and riding the man up and down. His agonized cries continued and he thrust his hips as best he could. Annabella developed a rhythm and bounced her slick hole up and down his shaft. A soft *schlorp* squelched out with each movement. She opened her eyes and glanced over at Cindi who was struggling to get the much smaller dick of her partner fully inserted.

Annabella's tits bounced wildly as did her hair and earrings while she built up a bit of a sweat alongside her growing arousal. It was hard work squatting up and down like this! Mistress Jennifer, meanwhile, fingered herself nearby. She watched the action with lustful interest.

Mistress Jennifer spoke to the man writhing under Annabella. Her normally calm, calculated voice was betrayed by her obvious arousal, "F-fill her up, stud. She's the most feminine woman I've ever seen. You'll make a great father for the *ngh* children...I bet you never thought *ngh* you would f- *moan* -ather a child naturally with a WOMAN."

Annabella couldn't keep the squatting up as her weak muscles were very fatigued. She dropped to her knees and simply lifted her pussy up and down along his manhood. She could feel orgasm approaching. She placed her hands on the ground in front of her and and slammed her hips up and down, feeling the familiar rigidity of a man preparing to cum. The stench and heat of sex completely filled the tiny room. Two women furiously riding extremely aroused men while another woman masturbates in such an enclosed area made it a potent and concentrated scent which hung over the room like a fog. Annabella expertly clenched her pussy walls and grinded him tightly, milking his manhood for all it was worth. He moaned his loudest cry yet as he teetered over the edge. His cock twitched all the way inside her and a torrent of seed unloaded into her fertile womb. Spurt after spurt of cum splattered into Annabella's waiting cervix. Annabella stayed all the way down and watched as her womb tattoo just above her vagina seemed to give off a strange pink glow. But, just as quickly as it started, the glow stopped. His cock remained hard once the deluge concluded so Annabella took it upon herself to start riding him again, pushing herself closer to finishing.

"Who said you could cum, slave!?" Mistress Jennifer screamed as she raised her heeled boot and slammed it onto Annabella's shoulder. The shove sent Annabella shooting off towards Cindi who continued to work the man beneath her. Annabella landed with a crash. She winced in pain as and carefully rubbed a hand along her throbbing shoulder. She crawled to the cool stone wall and rested against it, clenching her eyes tightly shut as tears began welling up. A flood of semen trickled from between Annabella's legs, coating her thighs and making her feel sticky. The musky aroma pleasantly wafted to her nostrils but did little to assuage the pain in her shoulder. It kept flowing and flowing. Annabella was surprised, this was the most cum she had ever had inside her! As Annabella caught her breath, sexually frustrated as she was, while Cindi was just finishing her partner off. The poor slave grunted and Cindi quickly stood up, removing the shaft from her pussy.

"Don't you fucking dare stand up, slave." Mistress Jennifer ordered, "Get back on that cock and take it like a woman!"

Cindi's eyes became wide and she shamefully slid back down til he was balls deep once again. Annabella watched the slaves testicles constrict and his load was deposited inside a blushing Cindi. When he was done, Cindi stood and wrapped her arms around her flat chest. She started sobbing softly and hurriedly moved towards Annabella with her head down. Annabella stood and embraced a weeping Cindi who buried her head in Annabella's bountiful tits. Cindi smelled distinctly like semen which dripped down her legs, much like Annabella.

Mistress Jessica grinned devilishly, "There we go, two satisfied studs and two nice young girls dripping cum from sore little cunts. Just the way it ought to be."

She proceeded to laugh derisively, mocking the entire situation. Annabella felt an anger welling up inside her. Cindi's hot tears rolled down her tits while Mistress Jennifer's laughter dug a hole into her head and chilled her to the bone. Annabella barred her false teeth and tightly held Cindi. Even though Annabella was smaller in nearly every way, she felt protective of Cindi.

And this bitch had hurt her.

The anger intensified with each passing second, like a hate fuel that ran through fiery veins. Every iota of sound that mocked the tears, the rape, the bondage stoked the flames. It built and built until Annabella felt a surge of power. Her mind was unlocking again.

Annabella ripped the mask off her face and threw it to the ground as she screamed,"Hey, Bitch! She don't belong to you anymore!"

The cries from the male slaves ceased immediately. Cindi stared up with bleary brown eyes. Mistress Jennifer eyed Annabella like a predator, thinking of a million ways to torture the defiant slave.

"Oh you're going to pay for that, Slave."

Mistress Jennifer snapped her fingers.

But nothing happened.

Annabella locked eyes with the dominatrix who snapped again. And again. And again. Her face changing from determined to desperate as she realized something was wrong.

Annabelle furrowed her brow and gently pushed Cindi aside. She slowly walked towards Jennifer whose eyes were wide. She had gone from predator to prey in a matter of seconds. Annabelle's thighs were a bit sticky but she wasn't concerned about that now. Jennifer fumbled backwards towards the opposite wall and stood flatly against it.

Anna walked forward til she was directly in front of Jennifer. A tingle in her brain sent a shock wave running through Anna who raised her tiny hand. She snapped her fingers and Jennifer's left wrist was suddenly bound with a metal cuff attached to a chain running from the wall. Another snap and so was her other wrist.

Jennifer spoke, her tone rife with fear, "I-I was only doing what I was t-t-told. You want the Doctor, not me. I can help you!"

Anya cocked her head to the side releasing a flash of energy as an extremely small latex corset cinched around Jennifer's stomach. She took a sharp intake of breath before sputtering with labored breath, "I-I can give you information. I can - I can -" The posture collar from Anda's neck disappeared and reappeared, clamped around Jenny's throat.

Her speech was really labored now, "The - The Doc-tor..." She was lifted up, hanging by her wrists while her feet were similarly shackled to the wall. "Y-you don't know... what he..." A shiny latex hood wrapped around her hair and face leaving only a small hole for her mouth. "Is c-capable - " An iron chastity belt locked itself around Jenny's privates. "ofphhhhhhh" A ball gag wedged itself between Jenni's lips prohibiting her speech completely.

Andy looked to the side and flared a wave of energy to the sacks of latex on the floor. The restrictive, full body suits fell away and two black men were left naked on the ground. They cried, stretched their limbs and embraced one another. When they were sufficiently ready, they turned their attention to a helpless Jenni. It was revenge time. Andy turned back to Cindi who was watching him in awe.

Anderson's voice deepened as his body reshaped itself. "Come, Simon. We have a lot of evil to undo."

Simon blinked a few times, his eyes losing their glazed over appearance, before his body began changing as well. His muscles grew while a tiny cock formed between his legs and grew longer.

His voice was deeper, "Anderson...how are you...?"

Simon was frozen mid sentence. Goosebumps ran down Anderson's spine as Doctor Grungot stepped out from behind Simon.

His nasily voice was hostile and cold, "Mr. Johannson...Didn't think I would see you again until the final round. Can't say this is the most pleasant way to greet you, I don't like stopping the game unless absolutely necessary." Anderson mentally prepared himself, pooling his remaining energy and staring Doctor Grungot down. The two men circled one another. Doctor Grungot continued, "I promise you, there's a time and place to confront me - but it isn't now. You'll have your chance. A fair chance at that." The pacing continued, "As far as this 'power' you've unlocked goes: it's simply a glitch, a flaw in my game. It'll be fixed and I'll reset the round back to a more...respectable time. Now, if you would be so kind, I'll be setting you back."

Anderson growled and unleashed all his energy, whatever this power was, he threw everything he had at the Doctor. Anderson watched at Doctor Grungot's gray, balding head filled in with dark brown hair. It inched downward slowly until it flopped over his wrinkled ears. Doctor Grungot looked momentarily confused before growling and raising his hands high in the air. He brought them down swiftly and clasped them together with a loud *CRACK*. Anderson instantly blacked out.

*********

"-atisfied studs and two nice young girls dripping cum from sore little cunts. Just the way it ought to be."

Mistress Jennifer proceeded to cackle with a mocking tone. Annabella blinked a few times and she clutched the sobbing Cindi. She could smell the semen rising from between both their legs and feel the restrictive posture collar cinched around her throat but...hang on...this all felt very familia-

A buzzing throbbed painfully in Annabella's brain. She shook her head a few times before concentrating again. She was standing here while Mistress Jennifer laughed...then- *BZZT* the throbbing shocked her once again. She shook her head and resigned herself to keeping her gaze to the floor and comforting Cindi. Annabella rubbed her sore shoulder which still stung. She hated Mistress Jennifer. She was laughing at the literal rape she just facilitated...but there was really nothing for Annabella to do about it. She would just have to wait for the round to end like always.

Mistress Jennifer clicked her way to the girls. Cindi trembled into Annabella's bosom when the dominatrix neared. Mistress Jennifer loomed over the quivering pair of females and drank in the power.

Mistress Jennifer's words dripped from her mouth. "Kiss my feet, slaves."

Without hesitation, Cindi dropped to the ground and got onto her hands and knees. Annabella started to do the same but stopped. She felt like this was familiar...something in her head started to - *BZZT* it started to- *BZZT* she winced and joined Cindi, grovelling on her hands and knees. She ignored her shoulder pain and brought her head low, kissing the edge of Mistress Jennifer's boot just as Cindi did to the other boot.

Mistress Jennifer cackled again as the scene began to collapse. She turned and stepped back towards the whimpering gimp men yelling something degrading before Annabelle was swallowed into the void.

NAME: Annabella Slut
HEIGHT: 4"11
WEIGHT: 107 LBS
AGE: 21
IQ: 72. Basic arithmatic and reading are somewhat difficult.
POWERUPS: 0
SEX / PHYSIOLOGY: Biologically female with XX chromosomes and fully female genitalia. Body produces above average levels of female hormones. Unusually fertile. Strong pheromones attracting men and giving her a sweet scent. Hormone altered bartholin and saliva glands that increase oral and vaginal enjoyment for all sexual partners.
PREGNANCY / CHILDREN: Unknown if pregnant. One child, Luscious Slut.
HAIR: Long, silky and healthy. Naturally curled golden blond with pink highlights. Falling below mid back and hanging loosely.
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VOICE: Super high-pitched, seductive and breathy. Very simple vocabulary. "Ghetto" accent. No gag reflex whatsoever.
FACIAL HAIR: None. Smooth and unable to grow hair of any kind.
EYES: Large doe eyed deep-ocean blue, nervous gaze, long, fake eyelashes and thick dark eyeliner. Smokey, dark blue eye shadow causing the eyes to look constantly half lidded.
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FACIAL FEATURES: Rounded jaw with thin chin; high rounded cheekbones; small feminine ears; delicate, slightly upturned nose; weak, non-imposing brow; thin, highly angled eyebrows; thin smooth neck; incredibly thick, shiny, bee-stung lips that can hardly close; smooth, weak, flat forehead; layered pink blush covering cheeks and accenting their feminine shape; toothless mouth filled with perfect dentures; permanent makeup.
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BUILD: Hairless and small feminine torso; thin, hairless arms and legs with virtually no muscle; huge breasts and cartoonishly weak shoulders ; Fat jiggling ass that sticks our provocatively; Wide, flared out, feminine birthing hips made slightly larger by birthing two children; Extremely tight, small stomach with six surgically removed ribs making it even smaller; thick milky thighs that rub together with each step. Skin is sexy sun-kissed bronze all the way around.
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CHEST: Huge Fake looking H cup breasts. Unnaturally gravity defying and circular. Thick and veinous, pierced, dark pink feminine nipples. Over-active mammary glands. Visible surgical scars.
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EXTREMITIES: Thin, delicate, soft hands with long pink, silvery sparkle nails extending over an inch past the finger; Smooth, hairless, delicate, women's size 5 feet with slightly shiny, clear-pink painted, longer nails with shiny little gems on the big toe. Reformed feet, requiring a minimum of 6 inch high heels.
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GENITALS: Wide, deep, hairless, puffy, used vagina which can accommodate even the most well endowed. Dripping with semen from an unknown bondage slave.
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TATTOOS: Black tribal tattoo in the shape of a womb just above her pubic area. Black tribal heart and star design on the lower back.
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PIERCINGS: Diamond studded gold ring and stud pierced clit. Large golden hoops hanging from ears with "BABY" in bold pink studded letters. Silver barbell studs in nipples, keeping them constantly erect.
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OUTFIT: White butterfly crotchless thong. Sticky nipple crosses covering nipples standing on tall latex stiletto boots and wearing a thick black posture collar. Wearing a white masquerade style mask.
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SEXUAL PREFERENCE: Is attracted exclusively to men. Will only be submissive in sexual encounters. Specifically attracted to black men. Very high libido. Enjoys having cum on and in her body and clothing. Loves being humiliated sexually and verbally. Likes being locked in light bondage. Loves vaginal and anal sex. Prefers big penises and doesn't get much sexually out of anything less than six or seven inches. Enjoys exhibitionism and public sex. A bit of a masochist, likes being spanked.
PERSONALITY: Submissive, follower, un-willing to take chances, Weak-willed, Lazy especially when it comes to household chores, prefers living in squalor, Is annoyed easily. Often considered 'Bitchy'. Doesn't care much for the rule of law. Has an extensive criminal history including drug, theft and prostitution charges. Has difficulty trusting others and often displays obsessive jealousy in relationships. Not very smart, has trouble learning. Doesn't know how to drive and is afraid to get behind the wheel. Acts like a stereotypical girly-girl including standing, sitting, walking, speaking, writing and holding things. Loves having long nails, is very protective of them. Addicted to sex and is overtly promiscuous with almost every man encountered especially if she hasn't done it in awhile. Has no issue with cheating on somebody in a relationship as long as she doesn't get caught. Incapable of wearing underwear, feels compelled to let others know, generally by showing them. Refuses to wear any clothing not considered slutty or sexy.
ADDICTIONS: Smoking and sex
FAVORITE COLOR: bright pink.
FINANCIAL / LIFE SITUATION: Has a negative bank balance and heavy debt. Terrible credit with no prospects or knowledge of the financial world. Difficulty with basic arithmatic. Owned completely and in every way by Darius Black. Legally unable to make any of her own decisions and considered property by all legal and governmental systems. Cannot own or buy anything without pre approval by Darius.
EXPERTISE: Vaginal sex, Nascar driver's car numbers, taking care of small children, celebrity gossip, effective strategies to sell the body for sex, Sucking dick, seducing, dirty talk
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Re: Doctor Grungot's Exchange Extravaganza! (M2F, Slow, Swap

Postby Junketh71 » Wed Jul 17, 2019 1:26 pm

This was very interesting. I like it. Thanks for updating!
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Re: Doctor Grungot's Exchange Extravaganza! (M2F, Slow, Swap

Postby laristopa » Wed Aug 21, 2019 12:03 am

*Round Ninety Four*

Annabella appeared in the barn. The barnyard stench of animals and animal feces in the hot sun crawled up her nostrils. She furrowed her nose slightly, but found the scent didn't bother her as much as usual. Her delicate feet were clad, as normal, in the cow print heels. The cowbell given to her by Abel rested below her neck. She reached up and felt the constricting leather band closed around her neck. There was no clasp on it! Annabella felt a slight flare of fear but it quickly subsided, Abel was a trustworthy, kind old man. She had nothing to worry about.

She let out a small moan as she felt her breasts, heaving back and forth, filled with milk. Her dark, veinous nipples stood straight out; thick as her thumb and begging to be milked. She quickly shook the cowbell with her glittery fingers. The deep chiming sound echoed through the barn. A nearby wooden door opened and a smiling Abel stepped through.
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Annabella felt relieved as she saw the small pump in his hands.
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His voice was calm and warm as he handed her the device, "Here you are, my little milk maid. Enjoy!"

Annabella waited for him to walk away as he normally did, but he remained watching her. A few awkward moments passed where only the sound of nearby animals broke the silence. Annabella's tits couldn't wait anymore so she shrugged her shoulders and carefully squished her sensitive nipple into the machine. She squeezed the pump for a long while. She pumped and pumped until her hand started to get tired. When she was visibly slowing down, Abel stepped forward and gently took the pump from her hand.

"Here, I'll help you finish."

Annabella was apprehensive, but gave Abel the benefit of the doubt. She puffed her chest forward a big, giving the kindly old farmer access to her jiggling udders. He squeezed the pump faster than she ever had. She gasped and felt her cheeks flush as the milk ceased flowing in her first tit. Abel started on her other boob and Annabella's crotch began to moisten. She bent over at the waist slightly to give Abel even more control of her chest.

As Abel was finishing up, and Annabella was continuing to enjoy herself, he squeezed the pump extra hard and the air tube began to sputter! Annabella broke from her lustful daydream and looked down. The pump was basically in two pieces! Abel had torn the pump almost completely in two. A small stream of milk dripped to the dirty, straw covered floor.

Abel spoke, clearly apologetic, "Ah, darn it! Sorry about that little milk maid, must have gotten a bit carried away."

Annabella pressed her tits together slightly, at least her boobs were empty and pain free for now.

He continued, "Don't worry, I have a backup. I'll get it ready for you next time."

Abel bent down to collect pieces that had fallen to the floor. His head slowly raised and stopped near Annabella's dripping pussy. She distinctly heard Abel sniff before standing upright. Annabella was off-put but stayed quiet. As she watched him turn and go, Annabella looked at the bottles she had produced. At least her daughter would have plenty of mother's milk to keep her full. She hoped to see her daughter soon.

The room collapsed.

**********

Annabella appeared at a carnival. It was near dark with the sun just cresting over the horizon. The whirling and flashing of lights shimmered all around. She stood in front of an empty game stall complete with a rough wooden counter.

Annabella looked down at herself. Over her hips were short black pants. They reached to her mid thigh and dug into her legs. Her top was a midriff baring white blouse. It was tied in the middle and nearly transparent. She was not wearing a bra and her stiff nipples poked out. Her long pink-blonde curls cascaded down her back. She stood on six inch black heels and a simple black slave collar was tight around her neck. As she finished examining herself, Annabella felt a wet splatter cover her ass. She looked over her shoulder and saw a few spurts of semen cover her black shorts. It dried and left an obvious cum stain, as if somebody was fucking her from behind and pulled out just before finishing.

Seconds later, a tall, hulking man appeared. It was Anderson, the man Annabella had...encountered a while back. But something was definitely different. His hair was in long brown pigtails and his face was hairless and rounded. He sported small breasts and wore a glittery pink shirt and sparkling capri pants. He also wore pink sneakers that lit up as he walked. His hairy legs were in stark contrast to his pants which looked like they belonged to a young girl. Overall, the man looked to be in his mid twenties but dressed like a little girl. He was definitely much younger than their last encounter. Annabella found herself staring at his crotch area, hoping his impressive cock was still there.

Anderson wouldn't meet her gaze, something was definitely wrong. S.A.M. appeared as Annabella lit up a cigarette. He held a little sparkler that twinkled brightly.

Annabella puffed the sweet smoke as S.A.M. spoke in his robotic voice, "Contestants will take turns throwing rings towards sticks. The first to land three rings in the winner. Rings must be thrown from behind the counter. Ms. Slut was randomly selected to throw first."

Pink rings approximately six inches wide appeared in Annabella's hand. They were light and thin; she counted ten of them. She glanced over and saw blue rings appear in Anderson's hands. He looked down shyly. His fingers, which clutched the rings, looked androgynous and maybe borderline feminine.

Lights sputtered to life, illuminating the dark, empty space. A row of tall wooden sticks sprang from the ground behind the counter, filling the area. They ranged from ten to twenty feet away. Annabella stepped up to the counter with her rings.

"Begin."

She practiced throwing a few times but realized she wouldn't know how they flew until trying it for real. She lined up the shot at the nearest stick and flicked her wrist. The ring lazily spun forward and contacted the stick. The pink ring fell into place. She had actually scored on her first shot!

Her face lit up and she smiled to Anderson. She heard him gulp as he stepped to the counter. He was clearly uncomfortable in the tight, sparkly clothing and his walk reflected as such. Anderson lined up his shot and took a deep breath before loosing his ring. It glided much more aggressively than Annabella's. The ring quickly *Thwacked* against the closest wooden post and fell into place. Anderson breathed a sigh of relief. Annabella threw her next ring at the closest target. It fell well short of the stick and skidded into the ground. Anderson immediately threw his second one, it arced beautifully and landed perfectly on the far stake. He only had one more to go!

Annabella took a second to light up a second cigarette. She drew on it deeply and exhaled, focusing on her target intently. She winded up and tossed the ring. Her barely supported tits followed through with her and jiggled mightily. The ring tapered to the right and missed the targets by a mile. She pouted and side-eyed Anderson who was brimming with confidence. He wasted no time, sending the blue object whizzing through the air. Much to Annabella's chagrin, the ring connected with the post and fell into place. He shot perfectly.

Anderson smiled widely, his teeth had...braces? Colorful metal braces dotted his teeth.

"That was wike, weawwy fun!" Anderson lisped. Annabella was taken aback, despite his deep, resonating tone, his lisp and inability to pronounce certain syllables made him sound like a child or an adult trying to sound like a child. Anderson used his right hand to twirl his brown pigtail in his fingers before quickly catching himself. A look of horror spread across his face but his finger kept on twirling.

Doctor Grungot's voice rang out from the heavens, "Nice tossing, Mr. Johannson. You know what? I'm going to give you a treat! I'll let you swap something with Ms. Slut. Any recent...acquisitions you wish to unload, now is the time."

"Wowwie, fanks Doctow! I wanna twade my speech and mouwf wif her. Could I get wid of the widdle girl tend- tendencies? Also I wanna get my years back, I don't wanna wook dis young anymowe."

"Well, Mr. Johannson, that's a lot of requests. I can grant most of them, however I can only give you a small amount of her years, I need to keep this show legal, after all. Though...you might get more than you bargained for with Ms. Slut's teeth..."

Annabella's whole mouth became numb when Doctor Grungot stopped talking. She couldn't really feel what was going on but knew something was changing. A distinct pulling sensation forced her mouth forward and back, forward and back. The back of her throat was numb as well and she reached up to feel it, ensuring she was still in once piece. Annabella's long fingernails scratched along her smooth neck. When the numbness subsided it began again in her face. She looked on to Anderson whose smooth baby face took on a few more angles as he gained a few years. He smiled, his braces were completely gone and his teeth looked perfect. She also saw Anderson's rough fingers rub along his Adams apple.

All at once, Annabella felt a click in her brain as her clothing and hair shifted. Her white, tied, midriff baring became even smaller somehow. It was basically nothing more than a nearly transparent lingerie bra. Pink plaid tassels appeared where her nipples were and decorated the top. A tiny, pink, plaid necktie wrapped loosely around her neck. Her navel was left exposed. Her nipples poked into the fabric and were visible beneath the tassels which brought attention to them. The short black pants fused and puffed out forming a pink pleated skirt. It was still extremely short, barely covering her pussy. If she bent over even a bit, whoever was looking would have front row seats. It was pink plaid, matching her necktie. Her long, curly hair pulled into a cute half pigtail style.
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Her heels remained the same height but became sparkly pink with a white bow tied on the front.
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Around her back a shiny schoolgirl's backpack appeared. Anybody who saw it would never be able to think the wearer was anything but a student.
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Annabella touched her teeth and felt the braces that now covered them. If they were anything like Anderson's they were multi colored and eye catching. They pulled tightly on her teeth and Annabella hoped she would get used to them soon.
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Finally, Annabella's simple leather collar changed into a sparkly pink one that said, "Baby Girl"
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When she was finished examining herself, she felt a wet splatter inside her skirt. She took a second to flip it up, exposing her wet cunt completely, to see a dry cumstain inside the front of the skirt. She replaced it and shrugged.
Annabella looked over to Anderson whose clothes had become masculine once again. His tight, sparkly pants were loose and cut for a man. His shirt had become a blue polo and his glowing shoes were black dress hoes. His long brown hair was now in a single ponytail.

He opened his mouth and spoke tentatively, his voice was deep, "Testing, testing. Ah shit, sounds so much betta. Little bit of an 'urban' accent ain't shit, much better than what you dealin' with now, girl."

He stared at Annabella expectantly. She shyly wrapped her arms around her midsection. She was 18 but gave the appearance of being in high school. Her face had shifted slightly gaining even more youth than before. The braces and style alone shaved a few years off. It wasn't like she had any post high school knowledge either. In fact, she would probably be one of the dumbest kids in high school. There was no way she could convince anybody she wasn't either in, or fresh out of grade school. Though, she was definitely an extremely developed young woman. She moved to take a puff off her cigarette and, instead, found a lollipop resting between her fingers.

Anderson stepped next to Annabella. He was a giant! He was also much older than her now. She shifted uncomfortably, not just knowing but FEELING the power dynamic was so completely stacked against her. He spoke down at her, using a cute voice as if speaking to a child, "Now don't be suckin' on too many lollipops, young lady. They ain't good for yo' braces. Y'all wanna have nice teeth when you grow up, right?"

When Annabella stared at the ground shyly, not responding, Anderson reached down and pulled her chin up so she was looking him in the eyes. "Yes...I wouldn't want to huwt my teef wiff a wowwypop...Her voice sounded so weak and juvenile. No matter how she tried to picture the words and say them properly, what would spew out past her metal teeth could never be taken seriously.

Anderson grabbed the lollipop and pushed it into her mouth. Annabella didn't dare break eye contact, she could feel him DEMANDING her attention.

His deep voice was smug as he continued to hold her chin up, "I think one little pop wouldn't do too much damage. Enjoy suckin' on that girl."

"F-fank you..." She responded meekly. Her huge doe eyes and heavily made up face drank in Anderson's masculinity and it began making her feel a bit hot, actually. To be so completely at somebody's mercy...

Anderson grabbed her collar and read it, chuckling to himself. He stared down into her immense cleavage before releasing her chin. Annabella felt like an object of lust and loved every second of it. He turned to walk away. The scene began to collapse and Annabella sucked on the heart shaped lollipop, watching Anderson walk away and fantasizing about their next encounter, until finally drifting into the void.

NAME: Annabella Slut
HEIGHT: 4"11
WEIGHT: 107 LBS
AGE: 18
IQ: 72. Basic arithmatic and reading are somewhat difficult.
POWERUPS: 0
SEX / PHYSIOLOGY: Biologically female with XX chromosomes and fully female genitalia. Body produces above average levels of female hormones. Unusually fertile. Strong pheromones attracting men and giving her a sweet scent. Hormone altered bartholin and saliva glands that increase oral and vaginal enjoyment for all sexual partners.
PREGNANCY / CHILDREN: Unknown if pregnant. One child, Luscious Slut.
HAIR: Long, silky and healthy. Naturally curled golden blond with pink highlights. Falling below mid back. Styled girlishly with loose, half pigtails.
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VOICE: Super high-pitched, seductive and breathy. Very simple vocabulary. Speaks in 'baby talk'. No gag reflex whatsoever.
FACIAL HAIR: None. Smooth and unable to grow hair of any kind.
EYES: Large doe eyed deep-ocean blue, nervous gaze, long, fake eyelashes and thick dark eyeliner. Smokey, dark blue eye shadow causing the eyes to look constantly half lidded.
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FACIAL FEATURES: Rounded jaw with thin chin; high rounded cheekbones; small feminine ears; delicate, slightly upturned nose; weak, non-imposing brow; thin, highly angled eyebrows; thin smooth neck; incredibly thick, shiny, bee-stung lips that can hardly close; smooth, weak, flat forehead; layered pink blush covering cheeks and accenting their feminine shape; Mostly straight, white teeth with multi colered braces covering them; permanent makeup.
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BUILD: Hairless and small feminine torso; thin, hairless arms and legs with virtually no muscle; huge breasts and cartoonishly weak shoulders ; Fat jiggling ass that sticks our provocatively; Wide, flared out, feminine birthing hips made slightly larger by birthing two children; Extremely tight, small stomach with six surgically removed ribs making it even smaller; thick milky thighs that rub together with each step. Skin is sexy sun-kissed bronze all the way around.
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CHEST: Huge Fake looking H cup breasts. Unnaturally gravity defying and circular. Thick and veinous, pierced, dark pink feminine nipples. Over-active mammary glands. Visible surgical scars.
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EXTREMITIES: Thin, delicate, soft hands with long pink, silvery sparkle nails extending over an inch past the finger; Smooth, hairless, delicate, women's size 5 feet with slightly shiny, clear-pink painted, longer nails with shiny little gems on the big toe. Reformed feet, requiring a minimum of 6 inch high heels.
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GENITALS: Wide, deep, hairless, puffy, used vagina which can accommodate even the most well endowed. Dripping with semen from an unknown bondage slave.
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TATTOOS: Black tribal tattoo in the shape of a womb just above her pubic area. Black tribal heart and star design on the lower back.
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PIERCINGS: Diamond studded gold ring and stud pierced clit. Large golden hoops hanging from ears with "BABY" in bold pink studded letters. Silver barbell studs in nipples, keeping them constantly erect.
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OUTFIT: Nearly transparent white "schoolgirl" top which acts more like a lingerie bra. Pink plaid tassells decorate the top denoting where her nipple poke throught the outfit. Extremely short pink plaid skirt with a cumstain on the inside. Tall six inch pink shiny heels with a white ribbon in the front. Sporting a pink, girls backpack. pink slave collar with "Baby Girl" in shiny letters around the neck.
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SEXUAL PREFERENCE: Is attracted exclusively to men. Will only be submissive in sexual encounters. Specifically attracted to black men. Very high libido. Enjoys having cum on and in her body and clothing. Loves being humiliated sexually and verbally. Likes being locked in light bondage. Loves vaginal and anal sex. Prefers big penises and doesn't get much sexually out of anything less than six or seven inches. Enjoys exhibitionism and public sex. A bit of a masochist, likes being spanked.
PERSONALITY: Submissive, follower, un-willing to take chances, Weak-willed, Lazy especially when it comes to household chores, prefers living in squalor, Is annoyed easily. Often considered 'Bitchy'. Doesn't care much for the rule of law. Has an extensive criminal history including drug, theft and prostitution charges. Has difficulty trusting others and often displays obsessive jealousy in relationships. Not very smart, has trouble learning. Doesn't know how to drive and is afraid to get behind the wheel. Acts like a stereotypical girly-girl including standing, sitting, walking, speaking, writing and holding things. Loves having long nails, is very protective of them. Addicted to sex and is overtly promiscuous with almost every man encountered especially if she hasn't done it in awhile. Has no issue with cheating on somebody in a relationship as long as she doesn't get caught. Incapable of wearing underwear, feels compelled to let others know, generally by showing them. Refuses to wear any clothing not considered slutty or sexy.
ADDICTIONS: Smoking and sex
FAVORITE COLOR: bright pink.
FINANCIAL / LIFE SITUATION: Has a negative bank balance and heavy debt. Terrible credit with no prospects or knowledge of the financial world. Difficulty with basic arithmatic. Owned completely and in every way by Darius Black. Legally unable to make any of her own decisions and considered property by all legal and governmental systems. Cannot own or buy anything without pre approval by Darius.
EXPERTISE: Vaginal sex, Nascar driver's car numbers, taking care of small children, celebrity gossip, effective strategies to sell the body for sex, Sucking dick, seducing, dirty talk
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Re: Doctor Grungot's Exchange Extravaganza! (M2F, Slow, Swap

Postby laristopa » Wed Sep 11, 2019 8:20 pm

*Round Ninety Five*

Annabella carefully stepped through the strangely familiar bedroom floating ominously in the void. Carefully avoiding contact with any objects strewn along the hard wood floor, she drew open the door looming on the far wall. It opened slowly with complete silence. She stepped through the threshold.

Annabella glanced around in Doctor Grungot's office. The gray haze slowly drew back and she could see the Doctor was seated and busy fussing over a stack of papers. He looked like his normal self. Older, with balding gray hair, a lightly wrinkled face, and a weak body sporting a sweeping lab coat. His desk was wide and his chair was imposing, like a throne of dark leather.

The Doctor turned his forearm and peered at his watch. He pressed onto his desk and coolly commanded in his nasily voice, "Send him in."

The Doctor returned to his papers for a few seconds before the door to his office creaked open and his attention shifted upwards.

Through the door stepped an older gentleman. He walked slowly with a wooden cane and a slightly pained limp. He was dressed in a smart black suit and, despite his mobility issues, gave off an air of calm and confidence. He had a drooping, wrinkled face and sported thick, wire rimmed glasses. His most striking quality, however, was his size. He was a very large man. He looked like a former athlete as his shoulders and arms were bulky and his chest was proudly puffed out. He was tall, but clearly past his prime with much of his bulk sagging. Annabella imagined he was quite a force back in the day. His brown eyes calmly stared Doctor Grungot down through his thick spectacles. The and stopped in front of the desk. A seated Doctor Grungot stared upwards with a smile. The old man towered over the grinning Doctor.

Doctor Grungot motioned to the tiny chair in front of his desk, "Have a seat."

The man rested against his cane and continued to stare down as he responded with a deep, powerful baritone, "I would prefer to stand."

The Doctor shrugged, his smile unwavering. He sat back in his giant chair and sighed, "I have to admit, when I heard you were interested in coming on the show I didn't believe it at first."

The old man scoffed as he looked around the room, "'Coming on the show', that's rich. What is it you want exactly?"

The Doctor stuck his lower lip out and sarcastically responded, "Oh, what? Two old friends can't get together and catch up?"

A moment of awkward silence hung in the room. A palpable tension permeated the space and Annabella felt something was definitely about to happen.

Suddenly, the calm demeanor of the old man shattered as he raised and lowered his cane directly onto Doctor Grungot's desk, quick as lightning, with a powerful blow. It crashed as wood meet wood. The cane splintered into countless pieces, and a whopping *CRACK* echoed across the room. Doctor Grungot jumped up in surprise but the old man wasn't finished, he rushed forward and shoved his hands under Doctor Grungot's desk. With an angry grunt he flipped the heavy desk forward towards the Doctor who fell backwards out of his chair. His eyes were filled with fear. The old man aggressively stepped over the overturned desk, his brown eyes were unblinking and filled with rage. Doctor Grungot frantically shuffled to the back wall while the old man clenched his fists and followed. His hulking, suited form dwarfed the retreating Doctor. The old man wasted no time, grabbing his cowering quarry by the front of his coat. Grungot attempted to talk into his watch, hurriedly begging for help, but the old man reached up with his off-hand and crushed the Doctor's hand and wrist. The Doctor let out a pained screech and Annabella cringed at the sound of cracking bones.

"What if I Just killed you now?" The old man bellowed as he barred his teeth at a gasping Grungot.

"T-then you would nev-never see your daughter again!" The Doctor sputtered out through labored breath.

The dark suited man grunted. His grip let up a bit as he contemplated the Doctor's words. He sighed heavily then dropped the Doctor who landed softly. Grungot took a second to catch his breath and replace his displaced clothing.

"How long?" The old man started, suddenly sounding choked up, "How long did you plan this? You couldn't trick or convince my daughter to come on this 'show' unless she was coming to save that idiot boyfriend of hers. But to get him here you had to get somebody for him to save...somebody he was willing to risk himself for. And so on and so on. So how long? All just to get me here? And for what? Revenge? All those years ago, you still couldn't let it go."

The Doctor snarled as he spat, "You laughed at me! You and your...your...cronies. I was about to revolutionize science: to perfect humanity! And you...you...made me a laughing stock! Threw me out in my prime, took away everything." He paused and took a few deep breaths, "But now it's I who will take away everything."

"But don't you see, Harold," The old man pleaded, "this is why your research was stopped. Look at yourself, look what you're doing. This is a fantasy, a farce. It's exactly as I feared! This isn't reality, Harold."

Doctor Grungot turned away, facing the wall. He shook his head slowly, and spoke even slower, "You...stopped my research because you were jealous of me. Jealous of my vision, of what I was creating."

The large man regained his composure and smooth confidence, "You leave me no choice. I will put a stop to you, Harold. Once and for all."

Doctor Grungot turned back around, a manic twinkle sparkled in his eye, "Then sign the paper and prove it to me. I'll even put you back into your forties to give you the best chances. I will, of course, temporarily wipe your memory of your old life and the identity of your daughter and all her...new friends..."

The old man snatched the papers from Doctor Grungot's hands. He took a few minutes to read them in silence before clicking a pen and signing:
Anderson Larry Johannson

Doctor Grungot received the signed papers and smiled widely. He closed his eyes, appearing to savor the moment.

"I've waited so long for this..." He took a few deep breaths, "But fear not, Mr. Johannson, I will give you a fair chance. But I will so enjoy this. I'm sure Melody will be oh so excited to see her loving father again!"

Doctor Grungot chuckled maniacally to himself as Anderson cracked his knuckles and adjusted his glasses, appearing lost in thought. He hobbled over to the fallen desk and recovered his broken cane. The scene collapsed and Annabella was left wondering what it all meant.

**********

Annabella was met with the ever more familiar smell of barnyard. It wasn't so bad, in fact she wasn't really bothered by the smell anymore. The sunlight poured through the large wooden windows casting an invigorating warmth along the straw. The sound of farm animals were all around her. Annabella touched the cowbell tightly around her neck. As usual, she was nude save for the cow print heels. Her pink-blond hair was in cute half pigtails.

Annabella felt a sudden craving for a cigarette. Normally when she wanted one, it would appear between her fingers while the lighter was in the other. This time, however, she was clutching a heart shaped sucker. She twirled it between her delicate fingers before shrugging and popping it into her mouth. It rattled sweetly around her braces and she felt the craving for nicotine dissipate. This was no ordinary sucker.

While enjoying her sugary treat, Annabella rang the cowbell around her neck and soon Abel was walking towards her. It was a good thing too, her pendulous tits were heavy and she felt a strong pressure on her nipples which were erect and sensitive. The veins on her areola were popping out and demanding attention.

Abel's kind voice started as he neared, "Well howdy there, young lady."

Annabella blushed, Abel wasn't lying, she looked younger and more innocent than ever. She emphasized it by twirling her pink-blonde twin tail with her finger and smiling at Abel with her multi colored braces.

He continued, "Now I know our hand pump had an accident last time, so I've been thinking. I think it's time we upgraded you. You're little girl is getting bigger and needs more milk and I think, " He looked down at her straining tits, "your udders are more than ready to produce. Follow me."

He walked towards the sound of the animals. Annabella followed, what choice did she really have? Abel stopped before an open animal pen. When Annabella looked inside she saw the pen was filled with dirty straw. In the middle was a wooden square with four metal circles in it. Near the door of the pen was a small video camera aimed at the square. Annabella looked from the object at the middle in the room to Abel with confusion.

He smiled at her, "This is the machine we use to milk the cows."

He walked away for a second and returned with a large glass cylinder on wheels. He pulled the object into the pen and lined it up next to the square. He pulled a clear hose from the floor and attached it to the glass cylinder.

"See? Your udders go in these holes and the milk gets stored in this tank here. It'll be much more efficient, I promise you. Though, you gotta get on your hands and knees to get your teets in the hole."
Abel reached behind a hay pile and procured a pair of cow print leather chaps.
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"I suggest you put these on, wouldn't want to scuff up your knees too bad."

He handed the chaps to Annabella who accepted and put them on without question. They were more form fitting than Annabella was expecting and tightly hugged her thick thighs. They flared around her wide hips and her ass stuck out provocatively. Her slightly damp cunt was framed nicely.

"Oh, and one more thing. That camera," Abel pointed towards the door to the pen, "reads the RFID bar-code branded on every cow before the pump will activate."

Annabella pulled out her little sucker before chirping in her high pitched, breathy voice, "But I don't wanna be bwanded."

Abel laughed, "Don't worry, Child, I'll give you a temporary tattoo. Just so the RFID reader can scan you!"

Abel motioned for Annabella to get down on the floor. She did so apprehensively. She was careful not to dig too deeply into the disgusting straw with her clean hands. The chaps did well in keeping her legs protected. When she was on her hands and knees, with her pussy and butt facing Abel, he stepped forward and slapped her ass aggressively. Annabella let out a shriek as her flesh jiggled. She looked over her shoulder and examined the black RFID bar-code gleaming on her right butt cheek.

"Put your udders in the circles." Abel commanded, his voice losing its warmth.

Annabella did as she was told and bent down low, her ass pushing further into the air. Her tits dangled over the hole and were swallowed up by it. When she was in position, Abel moved out of the camera's line of sight and it released a small *beep*.

The square sprang to life and Annabella felt an intense pulling on her nipples. She groaned as her engorged tits were milked. Each mechanical pull yielded another stream which she watched climb up the clear tubing and into the glass tank. It lasted for a few minutes. The pulling was so intense that Annabella was not deriving much pleasure from it, though she had to admit it was very efficient. When the stream from her breasts began to slow, Abel approached Annabella. He stood over her and watched as she grunted and moaned. He dropped to one knee and cupped Annabella's right breast. He tugged on it and withdrew from the machine with a soft *pop*. He did the same with the left. Her nipples were red and tingly, a small dribble of milk still dribbled out. She sat onto her butt in the filthy straw, catching her breath and wiping a bead of sweat from her forehead. At least her tits were pressure free!

Abel examined the tanks contents. It was roughly a quarter full.

Abel croaked, "You'll have to do better next time, Cow." He seemed angry. His normally nice and friendly face was now harsh and unsettling.

"S-sowwy..." Annabella whispered with a weak gasp. She stared at the straw floor. She wanted to rub her tingling breasts but refrained from moving at all in case Abel became even more upset with her. She hated feeling like a disappointment!
Abel stormed out of the pen as the scene collapsed.

**********

Annabella appeared in a classroom. It was pretty average looking if a little outdated. The front wall was covered side to side with a green chalkboard. Old school wooden desks were placed in rows stretching to the back of the room. Annabella estimated there were thirty or so. A wooden door on the east wall probably led to the rest of the school while the west wall had long windows spanning its length with cabinets situated beneath them. On the cabinets rested supplies and equipment you would expect in a classroom setting. Directly in front of the chalk board was a wooden lectern and a long teacher's desk.

Light filtered through the windows and Annabella used it to examine herself. She wore an extremely short pleated skirt with a hot pink and white plaid design. It barely hugged her upper thigh and Annabella imagined how easily visible her bare pussy would be if she made any movement that lifted her skirt even a little. Her thick, smooth, tanned legs were encased in sheer white stockings and shiny, tall black mary janes. Around her neck was a white lace choker. Her tiny midriff was uncovered while her jiggling tits were barely contained in a pink tube top. Her braless tits defied gravity and her thick, pierced nipples poked against the thin pink top, clearly visible. Suddenly, she felt a wet *splat* across her tits. A load of semen deposited itself between her tits and dried, leaving an obvious trail across her breasts. She looked down and shrugged, par for the course really.
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She twirled her long, sparkly fingernails through her pink-blonde pigtails and looked over he shoulder to see her tramp stamp proudly sat over the skirt. She licked her impossibly fat, protruding lips which, like the rest of her face, was covered in thick but professional makeup. She also ran her tongue along the braces filling her teeth. She admired her gaudy, flashy earrings and overall felt incredibly sexy.

S.A.M. appeared on the teacher's desk. He wore a little cap and gown.

"Ms. Slut will teach an impromptu lesson as a substitute teacher. She must remain in control of the class and effectively convey the information. Ms. Slut chose the topic she would be teaching during intermission. Her memory was wiped of this so as to prevent preparation of any kind."

Annabella furrowed her brow, she definitely didn't remember picking anything, but as long as she knew a lot about the subject she was ready to try. But what was she an expert in?

As she pondered, the front few rows filled with students. They were older, probably mid to late high school. There were an assortment of both boys and girls. The girls wore an outfit identical to Annabella's except their skirts were longer and their tops actually covered their bodies. She could tell almost all of them were wearing bras as well. It was still a strange looking schoolgirl outfit as it was hot pink but without Annabella's extreme proportions and noticeable lack of fabric, it was at least decent and somewhat normal. The boys wore a blue blazer over white button ups and ties with dark blue pants. The second they appeared, it was clear the boys were ogling Annabella. Many stared with open mouths. Some were even drooling! She caught a few of the girls sneaking peeks at her near nakedness. Annabella blushed but felt her pussy becoming slick at their objectifying, judgmental stares.

She rubbed her moist thighs together and savored the rush of arousal. She turned and examined the board. Annabella carefully grabbed a piece of chalk and began to write. Though, with her diminished height, she only made it halfway up the board.

In girly, bubbly cursive she wrote: Ms. Slut

Appearing above her name, in her own curvy script: How to expertly milk a cock

The class burst into laughter and Annabella's cheeks blazed red. She turned to face them with her huge doe eyes open wide. That's what she was an expert in?

"What the fuck is this?" One girl shouted, clearly fed up.

"Is she a new student or something? She's fucking smoking hot!" A boy near the back chortled, multiple grinning faces around him nodded in agreement.

Annabella's shoulders were slumped and she conveyed insecurity and weakness with her body language. Her eyes stared at the floor. She tried to meet the gaze of the students but couldn't muster the courage. Annabella chimed in with a breathy, shaky squeak, "Pwease settle down c-cwass, I have a wesson pwan to teach."

Her child like lisp sent another roar of derision through the students.

"Is she in a grade below us or something?" One student asked.

"No way, her tits are too fucking huge!" A boy shouted in response.

A girl with long auburn hair spat, "She's such a skank, I bet they're fake."
"I-is that...cum on her tits?"

"Is this a prank? 'Milking a cock'? What are we in a porno?"

Annabella felt her chest heaving as her breathing came in quick bursts, "Cwass pwease stop, I am the teacherw."

Despite her best attempts, not a single member of the class was listening to her. The noise was beginning to overwhelm Annabella and she did the only thing she could think of. She grabbed the botton of her crop top and heaved it above her head. Her bountiful breasts jiggled out along with her perky nipples. She shook her chest back and forth and actually garnered the desired effect. The males in the class instantly quieted and stared at her, hypnotized by tit flesh. The females looked on with either jealousy or complete disbelief in what was happening.

Annabella smiled and sighed with relief while she cupped her hands around her jiggling melons. It felt so natural to her. She was using her strongest assets, her feminine wiles, to take control of the situation and it was invigorating! She hardly noticed the door to the hallway creak open and a stuffy older gentleman in a dark suit shuffle in.

His exasperated voice echoed through the room and instantly snapped everybody, including Annabella, out of the hypnosis, "Young Lady! What is the meaning of this?"

Annabella's metal smile faded and her innocent ocean blue eyes filled with fear. She stopped shaking her breasts and stared into the ground. She felt so weak and tiny. She nervously unwrapped a fresh pink sucker and shoved it into her mouth, furiously sucking it.

They stood in silence for a few seconds before Annabella whispered while staring down, "I'm the pwofessor...I'm teaching..."

The man aggressively stepped towards Annabella and towered over her. She began to tremble slightly. He was just so intimidating! "I take it you're Annabella Slut? The new student? I heard you would be coming. I also heard you were a trouble maker and an overly promiscuous young lady. Tell me, 'Professor' Slut, did you drive your car here today? I didn't see it in the lot. Surely a professor would have their own transportation?"

Annabella chirped out, "I d-don't know how to dwive, I was nevew twained."

He spoke again, his tone dripping with sarcasm, "Oh i'm sure you're a professor then. Not 'twained' to drive, multicolored braces, pink pigtails, semen stained crop top, just like all my normal professors. Yep, you're even wearing the normal uniform for professionals, an extremely slutty version of our girl's uniform. And I see you were going to 'teach' something completely inappropriate and not at all in the school curriculum. Yep, everything checks out here."

Annabella's face was burning red as the man belittled her. She realized her impossibly perky tits were pushed up and perfectly on display for the man who was staring at them hungrily. She was too intimidated to cover up or move.

"I think it's time you started looking more your age, young lady. Take off your skirt."

Annabella obeyed without hesitating. Her tiny little skirt pooled onto the floor and all her feminine assets were bare before both the man and the class. She continued to stare into the floor but felt a drop of slick feminine lubricant dripping down her inner thigh. The man reached down, past the gaze of a frozen Annabella and roughly slipped a large, dirty finger into her drooling cunt. She moaned and shook as he finger fucked her aggressively. Annabella's legs splayed open a bit and began feeling very weak. When he abruptly stopped, Annabella watched his shiny finger longingly as he pulled it away.

"Just as I suspected, wide and accommodating, like a used whore. So young and already used goods! I know what will keep you innocent forever. I'll replace your hymen, effectively making you a virgin again. Also, it'll grow back every time after having sex, all your partners who fuck you will think he's your first. They'll feel so special!"

His fingers returned to Annabella's pussy and he parted her lips, She gave him no resistance as he manipulated her intimate parts. He procured a small mirror and positioned it so Annabella could see inside her spread cunt. Annabella peered over her protruding nipples and saw a layer of skin forming between the man's wet digits. When it was finished, she had a tiny opening inside the new hymen formed in her vagina. Though the overall shape of her gash was still thick and wide; she was visibly a virgin.

Annabella could smell her pheromones wafting through the air, absorbed by the man's senses. He shook his head, licked his lips and spoke again, "Second, I think something is off about your makeup. It's far too professional and expensive looking. A young lady like you does the best with what she has: limited skill and limited budget."

Annabella's face tingled for a second as the permanent makeup adorning her face shifted slightly. She couldn't see it, but the products now covering her were no longer professionally applied or high quality at all. It looked like a early high schooler tried her best with items from the bargain bin. The glittery lipstick didn't quite match her blush and the foundation was just a tad off colored. The eyeliner wasn't perfect and her lashes were a bit over done. Overall she looked very pretty but even more innocent. The man raised his hand mirror and put it directly into Annabella's gaze. She drew a sharp breath. The lack of professional, adult makeup took another apparent year off her face. The imperfect, low quality look detracted even further, making her look sixteen at most. She couldn't believe how young she looked with her hair in pigtails and braces covering her teeth. Though she was fully developed and eighteen, you wouldn't be able to tell from her face alone.

She looked up shyly at the smug old man holding the mirror, her cheeks burning red. He ordered in a condescending tone, "Now sit down and follow along with the lesson, young lady. I expect you to be in a proper uniform tomorrow."

Annabellla turned and slowly clicked towards the students. She walked through the aisle, being sure to avoid any eye contact from the sniggering students though every single one tracked her as she traveled. As she passed the last occupied row, one of the boys who had commented on her appearance earlier quickly flicked his leg out in front of her. Annabella's heeled foot caught his outstretched shoe and she tumbled forward with a high pitched grunt. She managed to catch herself with her hands and knees, however, he short skirt flicked up, baring her pierced, dripping pussy to the entire class. It was nestled between her thick thighs like an overflowing pot of honey. As the class laughed, Annabella remained frozen, burying her face into the floor, totally defeated; her long pigtails falling into her face. When she finally lifted her head, the scene began to collapse and she was left in the void sucking greedily on a heart shaped sucker.

NAME: Annabella Slut
HEIGHT: 4"11
WEIGHT: 107 LBS
AGE: 18
IQ: 72. Basic arithmatic and reading are somewhat difficult.
POWERUPS: 0
SEX / PHYSIOLOGY: Biologically female with XX chromosomes and fully female genitalia. Body produces above average levels of female hormones. Unusually fertile. Strong pheromones attracting men and giving her a sweet scent. Hormone altered bartholin and saliva glands that increase oral and vaginal enjoyment for all sexual partners. Perpetual hymen that grows back after every sexual encounter.
PREGNANCY / CHILDREN: Unknown if pregnant. One child, Luscious Slut.
HAIR: Long, silky and healthy. Naturally curled golden blond with pink highlights. Falling below mid back. Styled girlishly with loose, half pigtails.
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VOICE: Super high-pitched, seductive and breathy. Very simple vocabulary. Speaks in 'baby talk'. No gag reflex whatsoever.
FACIAL HAIR: None. Smooth and unable to grow hair of any kind.
EYES: Large doe eyed deep-ocean blue, nervous gaze, long, fake eyelashes and thick dark eyeliner. Smokey, dark blue eye shadow causing the eyes to look constantly half lidded. Distinctly low quality makeup with shades that don't quite work together. Appears very amateur, like an inexperienced person applied it.
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FACIAL FEATURES: Rounded jaw with thin chin; high rounded cheekbones; small feminine ears; delicate, slightly upturned nose; weak, non-imposing brow; thin, highly angled eyebrows; thin smooth neck; incredibly thick, shiny, bee-stung lips that can hardly close; smooth, weak, flat forehead; layered pink blush covering cheeks and accenting their feminine shape; Mostly straight, white teeth with multi colered braces covering them; permanent makeup.
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BUILD: Hairless and small feminine torso; thin, hairless arms and legs with virtually no muscle; huge breasts and cartoonishly weak shoulders ; Fat jiggling ass that sticks our provocatively; Wide, flared out, feminine birthing hips made slightly larger by birthing two children; Extremely tight, small stomach with six surgically removed ribs making it even smaller; thick milky thighs that rub together with each step. Skin is sexy sun-kissed bronze all the way around.
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CHEST: Huge Fake looking H cup breasts. Unnaturally gravity defying and circular. Thick and veinous, pierced, dark pink feminine nipples. Over-active mammary glands. Visible surgical scars.
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EXTREMITIES: Thin, delicate, soft hands with long pink, silvery sparkle nails extending over an inch past the finger; Smooth, hairless, delicate, women's size 5 feet with slightly shiny, clear-pink painted, longer nails with shiny little gems on the big toe. Reformed feet, requiring a minimum of 6 inch high heels.
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GENITALS: Wide, deep, hairless, puffy, used vagina which can accommodate even the most well endowed. Intact hymen that grows back after every sexual encounter.
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TATTOOS: Black tribal tattoo in the shape of a womb just above her pubic area. Black tribal heart and star design on the lower back.
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PIERCINGS: Diamond studded gold ring and stud pierced clit. Large golden hoops hanging from ears with "BABY" in bold pink studded letters. Silver barbell studs in nipples, keeping them constantly erect.
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OUTFIT: An extremely short pleated skirt with a hot pink and white plaid design. Barely hugging her upper thigh. Sheer white stockings and shiny, tall black mary janes. White lace choker tightly around neck. Uncovered midriff with jiggling tits barely contained in a pink tube top with an obvious semen stain.
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SEXUAL PREFERENCE: Is attracted exclusively to men. Will only be submissive in sexual encounters. Specifically attracted to black men. Very high libido. Enjoys having cum on and in her body and clothing. Loves being humiliated sexually and verbally. Likes being locked in light bondage. Loves vaginal and anal sex. Prefers big penises and doesn't get much sexually out of anything less than six or seven inches. Enjoys exhibitionism and public sex. A bit of a masochist, likes being spanked.
PERSONALITY: Submissive, follower, un-willing to take chances, Weak-willed, Lazy especially when it comes to household chores, prefers living in squalor, Is annoyed easily. Often considered 'Bitchy'. Doesn't care much for the rule of law. Has an extensive criminal history including drug, theft and prostitution charges. Has difficulty trusting others and often displays obsessive jealousy in relationships. Not very smart, has trouble learning. Doesn't know how to drive and is afraid to get behind the wheel. Acts like a stereotypical girly-girl including standing, sitting, walking, speaking, writing and holding things. Loves having long nails, is very protective of them. Addicted to sex and is overtly promiscuous with almost every man encountered especially if she hasn't done it in awhile. Has no issue with cheating on somebody in a relationship as long as she doesn't get caught. Incapable of wearing underwear, feels compelled to let others know, generally by showing them. Refuses to wear any clothing not considered slutty or sexy. Writes in extremely girly, bubbly cursive.
ADDICTIONS: Nicotine and sex
FAVORITE COLOR: bright pink.
FINANCIAL / LIFE SITUATION: Has a negative bank balance and heavy debt. Terrible credit with no prospects or knowledge of the financial world. Difficulty with basic arithmatic. Owned completely and in every way by Darius Black. Legally unable to make any of her own decisions and considered property by all legal and governmental systems. Cannot own or buy anything without pre approval by Darius.
EXPERTISE: Vaginal sex, Nascar driver's car numbers, taking care of small children, celebrity gossip, effective strategies to sell the body for sex, Sucking dick, seducing, dirty talk
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Re: Doctor Grungot's Exchange Extravaganza! (M2F, Slow, Swap

Postby Junketh71 » Wed Sep 18, 2019 4:29 am

Seriously impressive! Good luck with this tale!
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Re: Doctor Grungot's Exchange Extravaganza! (M2F, Slow, Swap

Postby laristopa » Fri Sep 20, 2019 9:13 am

Thanks Junketh! Your support always helps me keep going :)
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Re: Doctor Grungot's Exchange Extravaganza! (M2F, Slow, Swap

Postby laristopa » Tue Oct 08, 2019 12:12 am

*Round Ninety Six*

Annabella appeared in the barn and let out a screech as she fell forward onto her hands and knees. She shifted around in the dirty hay for a few seconds before realizing her heels were missing. The familiar barnyard smell wafted around her nose and she peered around the wooden structure from a new, lower, perspective. Luckily, her cow print chaps protected her legs but her poor little hands mucked around the filthy ground.
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She tossed her cascading, golden pigtails behind her head and gently shook her bare chest, ringing the cowbell around her neck.
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Abel appeared through the side door.
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He approached Annabella's naked form and stared down at her with an amused expression.

Annabella innocently stared up and pleaded through brace covered teeth, "Help me up pwease."

Abel replied with a chuckle and a cold stare, "No, I don't think I will."

Annabella felt a pulling in her stomach. Abel may not be the kindly old man she thought he was.

Abel stared hungrily at Annabella's swinging tits and continued, "Besides, cows belong on the ground."

Annabella immediately felt an intense pressure in her nipples. Her breathing came in gasps and she looked down to see her already huge breasts grow before her eyes. The veins in her areola thickened and darkened. Her nipples poked out farther and farther, extending to well over an inch in length. She let out a pained moan, she hadn't felt such an intense pressure in her tits before. They were even more ridiculous now! The weight on her chest brought her even lower to the ground as she struggled to keep herself up. A drop of milk dripped out of each nipple, she absolutely needed to be milked. She was desperate for it. Her cheeks flushed and she shifted her gaze to a smirking Abel.

Through her thick, painted lips she pleaded, "Pwease, I need to be milwked."

Abel rubbed his chin and replied, "Now why should I do that? Let you use my equipment for free? What do I get out of it?"

The pressure was worsening by the second and Annabella let out a pained grunt as she replied with a breathy chirp, "What do you w-want? I'll do anyfing!"

Abel procured two items from his overalls. A cowprint headband complete with nose, ears and horns.
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And a small butt black buttplug with a cowtail.
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"You put these on and I'll let you use my machine."

Annabella barely took a second to think before exclaiming with pained tears welling up in her eyes, "Yes! Yes! Just wet me use da machine!"

Abel stepped forward and slid the headband into Annabella's hair. The giant cow nose was secured over her own. She felt a little silly, but she wasn't very concerned about that at the moment. Abel stepped over her legs til he was standing behind her. He bent over and roughly forced her legs apart. Annabella felt her asshole and damp pussy bared completely to Abel's lustful stare. Without any warning, Abel shoved the plug into Annabella's vagina. She released an aroused sigh while Abel rolled the plug around inside her.

He scoffed, "Using the pink to lube the stink. A classic."

Annabella grunted but offered no resistance as the dirty old man used her body however he liked. When the plug was properly soaked, and Annabella reeked of arousal, Abel removed the plug and plopped it into Annabella's tight asshole. It was air tight, Annabella found herself shifting her hips a bit, trying to stretch herself out a bit to better take the invading object.

"Now, my little pet, crawl to your pen!"

Annabella did as ordered, crawling through the dirt and straw towards the milking apparatus. Her progress was slow but steady. Abel walked beside her triumphantly while Annabella's cow print chaps kept her legs mostly protected. When she finally made it inside the pen, Annabella hurriedly positioned her aching breasts over the holes in the ground. Abel pressed a handheld machine against Annabella's temporary tattoo and the machine sprang to life. Annabella released a relieved sigh as she was milked dry. She found herself becoming quite aroused from a combination of Abel's foreplay, the plug pressing inside her and the constant pulling of her nipples.

When she was finished, the machine stopped and Abel stepped into the pen. Annabella didn't move as Abel examined the milk tanks.

"Hm, better, but still not quite where we need to be. But you'll get there in time, little cow. You'll get there."

Abel walked out of the pen, locking the door behind him. Annabella was left with her hands and knees in the dirt and filth while the stench of barnyard and arousal coupled and permeated around her.

**********

Annabella appeared in a dark dungeon like room. She had been here several times. A stone square with a small window allowing a pillar of light to filter in. In the center of the room was an old school sewing machine. It was huge, with a long needle and a wooden base. There was a metal pedal below a plain wooden chair. A box of multiple colored fabrics sat next to the machine. Annabella first examined the machine, not having a single clue how to use it. She then checked herself.
She was relieved to find the plug inserted by Abel was gone and she was back on heels. Six inch, open toe and black to be exact. Her top was dark blue and surprisingly not see through like most of her recent outfits. It did, however, show a generous amount of underboob. No bra was present to keep her bountiful tits in line. Her extremely tiny stomach was exposed as were her weak arms. A black micro skirt tightly hugged her hips and showed most of her thighs. Annabella rubbed her thighs together, no panties; as she expected. Her blonde-pink hair was in long, silky pigtails with a pretty blue flower tied around each one. She reached for a sucker but found a piece of bubble gum instead. Annabella shrugged and began to chew, blowing a few bubbles through her braces as she absentmindedly glanced around the room and twirled a pigtail through her long nails. Suddenly, she felt a wet splash between her tits. She looked down to see a stream of semen oozing between her underboob. It stained her shirt and looked as if somebody had blown their load while receiving a tit job. The seed quickly dried and left a stain across her chest. A tight black collar cinched across her neck.
Appearing beside her was Avery. The comely older woman stood with a proud, powerful stance. She was clothed in a conservative, dignified manner. A long black pencil skirt and blue cardigan with smart black heels fit perfectly upon her feminine frame. It was like Annabella's outfit but for a woman with dignity. Slight wrinkles danced across Avery's face. Her eyes were striking and gleamed with clarity, confidence and intellect.

Even though her heels were lower, Avery still looked down at Annabella who stared up with frightened innocence. When Avery spoke, her tone sounded like an adult speaking to a child. She raised her eyebrows and inquired, "Hello, young lady. It's been a long time since I've seen you! You look...quite a bit different than I remember. I like your pigtails, they are very cute."

Annabella popped a bubble and smiled before answering, "Fank you! I wuv my new pigtails!"

Avery took a steady breath and peered over her shoulder at the sewing machine. "You don't want to do any hard work, do you?"

Annabella stared absentmindedly before shaking her head lazily. She mashed the gum in her mouth.

Avery continued, "I'd like to get you out of the mean old Doctor's games for one round at least. How about you agree to trade me something and you can call this one a win? You can even have a powerup!"

"W-what would I need to twade?"

"Well, young lady, I'd like to trade you something the Doctor...gifted...me with years ago. The single most powerful curse that landed me in the predicament you found me in when we first crossed paths. A predicament that I fear I would find myself in again...without its removal, of course. You see, the Doctor sought to remind me of my place by giving me the worst luck imaginable. Something completely out of my control that would push me down again and again. No matter the situation I would find myself with the worst possible outcomes. In his sick world bad luck is REAL...a real BITCH."

Annabella had lost interest and stared around the room with her mouth wide open. One hand rested on her jutting hip while the other swam under her top and swirled around her nipple. She was clearly thinking of something naughty, totally disinterested in the stuffy old lady's ramblings.

"Mrs. Johnson?" Avery stated.

"Hello, Earth to Mrs. Johnson!" She said louder.

Annabella ignored Avery, lost in a fantasy. The hand formerly resting on her hip was now making its way south to a certain hot, wet crevasse.

"ANNABELLE!" Avery shouted, grabbing Annabella.

Annabella furrowed her brow and swatted Avery's hands away, "Hey! Get off me, wady! My name's Annabewwa Swut, I don't know who you fink you're talking to!"

Avery drew back a bit. Her thoughtful eyes lingered on Annabella. Even Annabella, distracted, damaged and dumbed down though she was - knew the look Avery was giving her. It was pity. Avery saw the tiny, voluptuous, vapid, borderline retarded, horny teenager with a plethora of debilitating haibts, obsessions, kinks and addictions. The creature in front of her was so tragic...so vulnerable.

Then Avery remembered...she was the cause of this. It was one thing to take somebody's strength or hair or...genitals. But Avery had stolen this girls intelligence. Many rounds ago she set Annabella onto the path that made her the way she is.
"I'm responsible..." Avery whispered as she slowly reached down and ran her hand along Annabella's cherubic face.

Annabella twitched but allowed Avery's gentle touch. They shared a moment where Annabella felt the brief and fleeting feeling of safety. A safety she had not felt in a long while.

Avery stared Annabella in the eye as she softly proposed, "I offer you your intelligence back. Perhaps with it you can defeat the Doctor and put an end to his games."

Annabella nodded and immediately felt a strong throbbing in her head. Both women clutched their temples and shut their eyes as knowledge flowed from one to the other. Memories flooded Annabella's head. She hadn't dropped out of high school, she finished against all odds. The adversity only made her push herself harder. She became resilient and quick witted; resourceful and adaptable. She went onto college and graduated with honors. She learned leadership and integrity.

Annabella recalled late nights that weren't filled with cocks and drugs but with books and test prep. Suddenly her whole body felt strange. She was taller! Her hair fell out of its pigtails and became a solid brown color. Annabella spit out her braces (which felt bizarre). Her face gained maturity as she grew older. Annabella was a college graduate again! She looked to be twenty four or twenty five.

Annabella was still on the short side, maybe 5"3 or 5"4. Her hair was shortened and dark. She was still incredibly voluptuous...but even that began to change. Because of her education and shift in life goals, Annabella was never pressured (or tricked) into augmenting her body. Memories of sketchy plastic surgery melted away. Annabella's breasts reduced in size as did her lips.

Knowlege of all kinds filled her brain and she felt tears streaking down her cheeks as so many awful experiences were washed away: like forgetting a horrible nightmare. She wasn't a teenage whore, she wasn't somebody's property anymore. The barcode on her wrist dissipated and the tight collar around her neck fell to the ground. Darius and Mr. Johnson became a distant memory. Annabella's clothes even began to change. Her cum stained, under boob shirt became black and stretched down, covering her entire belly. It was now a low cut tank top, but with her deflated chest it was much more conservative.

Annabella had never been pregnant, sold sex for money, gotten ridiculous tattoos or piercings. She was beautiful, confident and feminine. She had an IQ in the medium 130's now and looked like a normal person. She felt like one too! She didn't need a man to define herself, she was her own woman.
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On the flip side, Avery's eyes glazed over. A look of fear overtook her as the world became way more complicated and frightening. Though she didn't understand much of anything anymore, she felt good inside. She knew she had done something right, whatever it was.

Annabella strode towards a quiverring Avery and clutched her tight. Annabella's voice was soft and sweet as she whispered, "Thank you, Avery. I hope I can put an end to this."

The last thing Annabella did was pull the pack of cigarettes from her shirt. She handed them to Avery who accepted them. Annabella didn't need cigarettes anymore because she never started smoking in the first place.

As the scene collapsed Annabella focused her attention on the next few rounds. What she did from here on would determine the outcome for everybody. She hoped nothing too crazy would happen before the end.

NAME: Annabella [INVALID ENTRY]
HEIGHT: 5"4 [INVALID PARAMETER]
WEIGHT: 117 LBS [INVALID PARAMETER]
AGE: 25 [INVALID PARAMETER]
IQ: 135. [ERROR] [ERROR] [ERROR] [INVALID PARAMETER]
POWERUPS[ERROR]: [INVALID PARAMETER]
SEX / PHYSIOLOGY: [INVALID ENTRY]
PREGNANCY / CHILDREN: [INSUFFICIENT MEMORY]
HAIR: [INVALED ENTRY]
VOICE: [INVALED ENTRY]
FACIAL HAIR: [INVALED ENTRY]
EYES: [INVALED ENTRY]
FACIAL FEATURES: [INVALED ENTRY]
BUILD: [INVALED ENTRY]
CHEST: [INVALED ENTRY]
EXTREMITIES: [INVALED ENTRY]
GENITALS: [INVALED ENTRY]
TATTOOS: [INVALED ENTRY]
MULITPLE [ERROR] DETECTED. DISPLAYING ALTERNATIVE READOUT.
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"What happened here? What the...Oh, my sly little pet...No matter, I'll make sure everything gets fixed. We'll try that again."
*whoosh sound*
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"ANNABELLE!" Avery shouted, grabbing Annabella.

She immediately released Annabella and furrowed her brow - confused. Something was wrong here. Annabella had the same look of confusion. But Annabella's contemplation quickly passed and she was busy feeling herself up again.

Avery watched as Annabella's metal covered teeth bit into her giant pillow lips while one hand worked on her jiggling, sticky funbags and the other explored beneath her micro skirt. Her flashy, gaudy earrings and long blonde-pink pigtails bounced playfully.

Avery reached down as she had previously intended and grabbed Annabella's shoulder.

"Annabelle!" She shouted while shaking the masturbating teenager.

Annabella flicked her slippery finger at Avery's hand as she chirped, "Wook wady, I don't know who you fink you awe talkin' to, but my name is Annabewwa swut."

Avery examined her hand which was wet and stank of pussy juice with disgust. Such a vile young woman...she didn't even deserve luck!"

Avery put on a sweet voice and sealed the deal, "If you say yes I'll leave you alone."

Annabella understood that and gasped between labored breaths, "Y-yes whatevs - just weave me awone!"

Avery grew a huge smile and took a few deep breaths. Annabella's hardly noticed as a new tattoo appeared on the opposite wrist of her bar code.
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Not only did Annabella have a plethora of awful traits and a body as weak and vulnerable as possible; she was now cursed to be extraordinarily unlucky.
"Thanks you dumb little skank I-"

Avery's gloating was completely drown out by Annabella's moaning as she rode her finger to climax.

The scene began collapsing while Annabella blew a few bubbles, basking in the afterglow of yet another orgasm and dreaming of a nice fat cock.

NAME: Annabella Slut
HEIGHT: 4"11
WEIGHT: 107 LBS
AGE: 18
IQ: 72. Basic arithmatic and reading are somewhat difficult.
POWERUPS: 1
SEX / PHYSIOLOGY: Biologically female with XX chromosomes and fully female genitalia. Body produces above average levels of female hormones. Unusually fertile. Strong pheromones attracting men and giving her a sweet scent. Hormone altered bartholin and saliva glands that increase oral and vaginal enjoyment for all sexual partners. Perpetual hymen that grows back after every sexual encounter.
PREGNANCY / CHILDREN: Unknown if pregnant. One child, Luscious Slut.
HAIR: Long, silky and healthy. Naturally curled golden blond with pink highlights. Falling below mid back. Styled girlishly with loose, half pigtails.
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VOICE: Super high-pitched, seductive and breathy. Very simple vocabulary. Speaks in 'baby talk'. No gag reflex whatsoever.
FACIAL HAIR: None. Smooth and unable to grow hair of any kind.
EYES: Large doe eyed deep-ocean blue, nervous gaze, long, fake eyelashes and thick dark eyeliner. Smokey, dark blue eye shadow causing the eyes to look constantly half lidded. Distinctly low quality makeup with shades that don't quite work together. Appears very amateur, like an inexperienced person applied it.
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FACIAL FEATURES: Rounded jaw with thin chin; high rounded cheekbones; small feminine ears; delicate, slightly upturned nose; weak, non-imposing brow; thin, highly angled eyebrows; thin smooth neck; incredibly thick, shiny, bee-stung lips that can hardly close; smooth, weak, flat forehead; layered pink blush covering cheeks and accenting their feminine shape; Mostly straight, white teeth with multi colered braces covering them; permanent makeup.
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BUILD: Hairless and small feminine torso; thin, hairless arms and legs with virtually no muscle; huge breasts and cartoonishly weak shoulders ; Fat jiggling ass that sticks our provocatively; Wide, flared out, feminine birthing hips made slightly larger by birthing two children; Extremely tight, small stomach with six surgically removed ribs making it even smaller; thick milky thighs that rub together with each step. Skin is sexy sun-kissed bronze all the way around.
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CHEST: Huge Fake looking H cup breasts. Unnaturally gravity defying and circular. Thick and veinous, pierced, dark pink feminine nipples. Over-active mammary glands. Visible surgical scars.
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EXTREMITIES: Thin, delicate, soft hands with long pink, silvery sparkle nails extending over an inch past the finger; Smooth, hairless, delicate, women's size 5 feet with slightly shiny, clear-pink painted, longer nails with shiny little gems on the big toe. Reformed feet, requiring a minimum of 6 inch high heels.
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GENITALS: Wide, deep, hairless, puffy, used vagina which can accommodate even the most well endowed. Intact hymen that grows back after every sexual encounter.
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TATTOOS: Black tribal tattoo in the shape of a womb just above her pubic area. Black tribal heart and star design on the lower back. A broken mirror with "13" beside it.
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PIERCINGS: Diamond studded gold ring and stud pierced clit. Large golden hoops hanging from ears with "BABY" in bold pink studded letters. Silver barbell studs in nipples, keeping them constantly erect.
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OUTFIT: An extremely short black micro skirt with no panties. A blue midriff baring under boob revealing top with a sticky trail of semen covering the middle of it. No bra with black 6 inch heels and a tight black slave collar.
SEXUAL PREFERENCE: Is attracted exclusively to men. Will only be submissive in sexual encounters. Specifically attracted to black men. Very high libido. Enjoys having cum on and in her body and clothing. Loves being humiliated sexually and verbally. Likes being locked in light bondage. Loves vaginal and anal sex. Prefers big penises and doesn't get much sexually out of anything less than six or seven inches. Enjoys exhibitionism and public sex. A bit of a masochist, likes being spanked.
PERSONALITY: Submissive, follower, un-willing to take chances, Weak-willed, Lazy especially when it comes to household chores, prefers living in squalor, Is annoyed easily. Often considered 'Bitchy'. Doesn't care much for the rule of law. Has an extensive criminal history including drug, theft and prostitution charges. Has difficulty trusting others and often displays obsessive jealousy in relationships. Not very smart, has trouble learning. Doesn't know how to drive and is afraid to get behind the wheel. Acts like a stereotypical girly-girl including standing, sitting, walking, speaking, writing and holding things. Loves having long nails, is very protective of them. Addicted to sex and is overtly promiscuous with almost every man encountered especially if she hasn't done it in awhile. Has no issue with cheating on somebody in a relationship as long as she doesn't get caught. Incapable of wearing underwear, feels compelled to let others know, generally by showing them. Refuses to wear any clothing not considered slutty or sexy.
ADDICTIONS: Nicotine and sex
FAVORITE COLOR: bright pink.
FINANCIAL / LIFE SITUATION: Has a negative bank balance and heavy debt. Terrible credit with no prospects or knowledge of the financial world. Difficulty with basic arithmetic. Owned completely and in every way by Darius Black. Legally unable to make any of her own decisions and considered property by all legal and governmental systems. Cannot own or buy anything without pre approval by Darius. Extremely unlucky.
EXPERTISE: Vaginal sex, Nascar driver's car numbers, taking care of small children, celebrity gossip, effective strategies to sell the body for sex, Sucking dick, seducing, dirty talk
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