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Humiliation. Degradation. Two words to describe the twin sisters as they walked down the long hallway in nothing but shackles around their wrists and legs. The identical twin sisters kept their heads to the floor, silent with the exception of the dangling of the shackles held onto by a large man in a black robe, as if leading the two of them to an execution chamber, and pausing right outside a wooden door.

"It is here you will meet your fate. The magician that deals with the devil lies on the other side. We will confer with them, and then you will be changed as such. Into what you two will become I do not know, I only hope that your bastard ways have caused you to gain allies in the realms of Hell." The robed man spoke.

The robed man then opened the door to reveal another man, a different one with red skin, two large horns, and black sharp nails. The red man sat on his knees with a large circle in front of him, one that looked almost as if it were painted in blood.

"Ah, these are the twin sisters that you spoke of? The ones that destroyed their town and destroyed so many alliances? A pity, they look very young."

The robed man nodded. "You know the drill. You are to transform them and then sell them to the highest bidder. They have no worth as humans, so turn them into whatever you see fit, or whoever you commune with, as they may be." The man turned to the two women. "Do you have any last words as humans?"

One of the women bit her lip. Tears flowed through her eyes. "You fucking know our father didn't teach us how to run the country!"

The robed man shook his head. "Ignorance is one thing. Willful tax evasion and bitterness towards your allies asking for your aid is another entirely. You have stolen much money from the people and broken the trust of thousands. It will take decades to undo the damage you have caused. It is only fitting you become a beast to serve the noblemen whom you have betrayed."

The other woman looked at the first that spoke out before she turned back to the robed man. "It is as she said." She tried to be more mature about it. "We did not know how to run the country. We thought to run it as we saw fit, so we did. We gained allies along the way and broke relations with others. Is that not how progression should go?"

"You know very well your 'progression' was in the wrong direction!" The robed man shouted before he turned back to the red man. "You know what must be done with them. Do it now before we find them in a back alley with a knife in their belly, and my prints on the handle." The robed man gave the red man the head of the shackles before he quickly walked out and slammed the door behind him.

The red man smiled at the women. "Let us not waste any time then. You two know what will happen, but you know not your end form. Don't worry about that. Just take a breath and relax. I have rarely known these transformations to be painful." The red man waved his hand and the shackles on the two women fell off as if their bodies had just turned ethereal for a brief moment. "Tell me your names." He glanced at a sheet of paper he held in one hand while his other hand continued to make bizarre gestures.

The two women glanced at one another and then turned to the door. While they were separate beings, they had the same idea.

"My name is we're getting the fuck out of here now." One woman said before she burst to the door, only to wind up falling flat on her face as her legs gave out.

"Grace!" The other woman tried to rush to help her out, only to fall down right next to her in shame, the two of their bare asses revealed to the red man.

"To be perfectly clear, telling me your names was a mere formality, not a requirement, but I suppose your names don't matter. The spell is done and the transformation is already starting I can see." The red man smiled. "The two of you think quite a lot alike, you know that? Almost as if your minds are one."

Grace attempted to pull herself up, only to find that part of her body weighed down heavily to the ground, so much so that she couldn't lift her arm. She glanced down and let out a terrified shriek, soon realizing why she couldn't move her arm. Both her right arm and her twin's left arm fused together at the shoulders, and they were slowly being pulled towards each other. "Victoria! Get up! We have to run before this gets worse!"

Victoria noticed their fusion in disbelief. Their elbows merged together flawlessly. She didn't even feel the merge take place! But she could feel Grace's body as the two pulled together quickly. Their two arms became one, and then none as the arm vanished between the merging couple. "Gah!" Their right leg and left legs were next, fusing together and pulling their legs into nothingness. In a matter of moments the two went from twin sisters to a conjoined couple. "S-stop! I can FEEL you!"

"Ah, but you have seen people like this, combined into one. We are just beginning." The man in red spoke. "Had I the ability to speak with the demons below, I'm sure they would approve of your punishment."

Victoria and Grace attempted to coordinate their bodies, only to fall again as their arms snaked away inside of their bodies. Their shoulders vanished, and as the two of them tried to get up with their now two legs, the coordination was impossible, as was how unbalanced their bodies were. Their torso continued to retract which should have made standing easier, but at the same time, it was far more than just their outsides transforming and what they could see altering. The sounds of bones cracking and muscles squishing as their bodies continued to alter and shift, joining into one far more than either of them could imagine.

Victoria watched with her mouth agape and eyes wide. What were the two of them becoming? The more the fused, the more she felt from Grace. Their very hearts merging to combine into one. Then, she noticed their breasts. As twins, they had similar C cups, but these tits were shrinking, retracting into nothing. While she would have expected one or two of them to shrink into nothingness, all four tits retracted. Two pairs vanished, gone with the nipples included, but the other two on the outside shrank and flattened their breast with only their nipples left. Their torsos, or torso as they had fused together, looked largely shapeless, slithery in appearance, almost like that of an animal. Worse yet, it was feeling... good. Every passing second, she felt a growing lust between her legs, and then she had another horrifying realization. "You can't fuse us down there!"

"Us? Why do you talk as if you're two people. Look at you, your body is one, your thoughts are one, the only difference between you and most are the amount of heads, but even then that makes no difference." The red man pointed towards a large mirror, showing them their horrifying form, a form that now lacked many bones, so many that they could only stand by pure muscle alone, and while that seemed impossible at the moment, their legs were pulling together and fusing into one long thickening tail. Their ass cheeks vanished in the fusing, but their anus stayed. "A two headed snake. A perfect look for the she-devils. Look at yourselves while you still can."

Grace looked at the duo. She could sense the horror in Victoria, a sensation that they both felt in unison. She swore she heard Victoria's thoughts, but perhaps it was her mind playing tricks on her. She prayed it was her mind playing with her. The two of them no longer had a human body at all, and as their cunts fused, Grace let out a deep moan, one that sounded much louder and more intense as her lips grew, beginning to overtake her nose. The same change was happening to Victoria as well, their faces altering and reshaping in sync. Their nose, eyes, ears, every other detail of their face vanished except for their lips which grew larger, poutier, and perfect for using for various deeds.

Victoria screamed and shouted while her lips grew and grew on her face. She tried to pull away from the two's fused body, and while she had some control over the torso, she only had full control over her neck and head, which were the two parts she thrashed around with the most. Despite throwing her head around, despite the countless times she pulled her neck forward, as if to try to detach herself from the torso, nothing worked. Her neck was stretching, but it didn't leave the two's combined body. She closed her eyes as she strained to free herself, only to realize when she tried to open her eyes, she couldn't! Her sense of sight was long gone. She could somehow smell without that nose, but the senses were changing. She picked up a musky, salty scent, and she wanted to investigate. It didn't help that the two's fusing cunt pulsed and throbbed with desire.

"Should you even be able to talk anymore? You two are becoming a beast of burden. A perverse creature for love and sex." The red man spoke with a chuckle. "How long before your minds shatter? Or have they already?"

Victoria and Grace's necks grew out from their torso as they tried to pull away from each other. The hair on their heads shed, leaving only skin that looked slimy, a trait that slowly moved down their transformed body, or as the red man said, the body of one, the twin sisters were now of one entity with two minds which thought largely the same, panic, fear, and... arousal. Their clit pulsed and throbbed as it grew outwards. Victoria let out a lewd moan, wanting to shout to stop, but unable to make any other noises while their changes continued. Their anus slowly spun around their body, moving to the front, right beneath the clit that grew and throbbed into a cock, complete with two testicles that pushed out of their vaginal lips, sealing their fate not as a woman, but a man, a needy horny male creature needing to fuck something, or needing something to screw it.

"Ah good! Your transformation is nearly finished, but you are not meant for my entertainment alone, no." With a chuckle, the red man walked around the creature, the beast as he would call him. "You are now but a single entity, no longer twin sisters, but a male. Your name? Ah, that will depend upon who buys you, and what they wish to do with you" The man put his hand on the creature and chuckled. "Your skin feels as thick as a horses, and I can feel the slime developing, thick as mucus, sure to leave a trail wherever you go."

One of the heads let out a snort through its mouth as he felt the red man. His minds filled with fear and confusion. What senses did they have left? They could speak, but it was hard to focus with his mind so clouded. Whatever the man said felt true, as if he were enhancing the dark magics transforming the twins, but no, he... no, they had to fight! His skin took on a sickish green color, and while he attempted to attack the red man, it only cause them to flail down with their body, now in a 'Y' shape with two heads, and a long tail with their cock and anus in front of them. Upon hitting the ground, the two heads moaned in unison, experiencing his first humiliating orgasm, unleashing his load onto the ground just from feeling something touch his shaft.

"Excellent. Your transformation appears to be complete." The red man stepped back and glanced at the beast up and down with a smile on his face. "Should I only use one shackle since you are of one entity? Hah, it would take you forever to slither along with me. Good and bad, as you surely can't escape until you figure out how to control that body of yours, but it will take a long time to get to the auction. I wonder, can you even hear me? Ah, what does it matter?"

Hear was a strong way to put it for the new creature. He picked up the vibrations of speech, but it was a virtual impossibility to make out what those words were. He also still had the ability to smell, but without eyes and altered hearing, his sense of smell had been brought to new heights. The red man in front of them was still cloaked, yet he could smell their cock, and it brought him a new desire that he wanted to hide, but his pulsating shaft made it impossible to do so. His throats and tongues altered, incapable of making speech, but very much able to moan in pleasure, along with other primitive noises.

"We'll worry about a name for you later." The man put the clasps back onto the two heads. While the womens body altered into one being, the clasps fit perfectly around the necks of the now singular male. The chains moved easily up and down his necks, but with his heads big he still couldn't escape, he just had more leeway to pull the chains. "Let's not waste any time. You're making a mess in my chambers as it is." He pulled the chain and opened the door, tugging the beast. "Come along, you."

The two heads were hesitant when the noises of clanging hit their... body He thrust his head back, but he couldn't get away in time before the red man attached the chains back on them, bringing back horrible memories not more than an hour ago from either of them. He opened each mouth, but they could only let out light moans in resistance. As the red man pulled him along, his body dragged on the ground with himself positioned up just enough that his cock and anus were off the ground, though he'd leave a slimy trail along the way with his long tail. Where was this man taking him? Without eyes it was impossible to see, but he sensed the cold air from side to side where the man pulled him. A chill in the air made his tail shudder, and while he tried to pull away in resistance, he was practically dragged on the ground, forced to come along with that man just as they wanted. His minds were still separate, though with such similar thoughts had he been conjoined all along, it would have been impossible to tell that they were once two.

"The auction was planned about half an hour from now." The red man commented while dragging the duo along. "I wonder who will buy you, and for what price? Will you be sold for a pence to the lowest of the low? Or perhaps one of the noblemen who are well aware of who you once were will want to own you for their own perverted purposes? I look forward to seeing who purchases you." The red man brought the beast, once two women, to a large cage. With a heavy hug, he forced the creature into the cage before slamming it shut, locking the creature in. He then draped a large cloak around the cage, hiding the creature underneath. He wasn't concerned about what the creature could see, purely because they can't, but what the audience would soon see.

The beast went along with the red man, only because they were literally forced into doing so. His body was incredibly awkward to drag and pull along, but he had no option but to go along with the man and keep himself raised as much as possible. His anus touching the ground brought him immense pleasure, nearly enough to want to orgasm, but his cock and ass being dragged on the ground brought him more pain than joy. His body put out enough slime so that sliding around was fairly easy, and his shaft orgasmed a few times while he was dragged along. He felt humiliated how pleasurable the cold skin was on him, so much so that he'd just orgasm at that. How sensitive was he? Maybe he was still settling from an overdriven sexual change, he wished he knew, but his mind wasn't there enough to think much about it in the first place.

As the cage began moving, the beast nearly jumped from the rattling of the cage. He slithered around and poked his head to the cage bars, but he was unable to get his thick puckered lips beyond the cells. "Uhn... uhn." One of the heads commented as it tried to process his thoughts.

'This... fucked... can't... why?'

'I hear your thoughts... they sound just like mine.' The other head thought in the same voice, the two heads turned to one another before turning away, unable to do much inside the cage he was trapped in. Where was this red man taking him? What horrid fate awaited him? Surely this transformation was more than enough to teach him a lesson, wasn't it? The beast could only stay and wait. Had he the ability to pick up noises beyond the curtain between him and the world, he would have sensed the red man brought him to a large wooden platform in the center of town, the town that the beast once ruled.

The cage was delivered by horseback on a rickety cart. It was bright and sunny out, but the black curtain hid the creature underneath from knowing that. The red man had easily beaten the speed of the casually trotting horse and buggy to be at the center stage of the platform where a crowd was gathering. The stage was often used to humiliate criminals of all sorts. The twins used it to hang robbers and others would be left in chains or strapped to devices to be shown to the rest of the town. Today however, there was going to be a different show.

"Ladies and gentlemen!" The red man cried out. "I thank you all for waiting patiently! Due to the successful revolution, we will guarantee this city will become a much better place, but that leaves the question of what to do with the former leaders? They had no applicable skills to aid others, but thankfully we found a remedy for that!" The red man put his hands on the massive cloak. "Before I reveal him, I must warn you that this is not an appropriate sight for children or the faint of heart. The creature before you was once the twins, but now is reborn to get a new home and a new life. Should you wish for this creature to be at your beck and call, all you need is bid!" Without further ado, the red man removed the massive sheet and revealed the creature for the entire town to see.

The beast felt a massive cold wind as the red man lifted the sheet. He could not see anything, but he could smell the desires of men and women that surrounded him. How many were there? His body sensed the awe and the surely many eyes on him. He knew he was somewhere in the spotlight, but he couldn't recall where. He tried to slither to one side of the cage, but he just felt the wind blow on his body and send pleasure through him. He managed to restrain himself from cumming, but his cock throbbed in the air for many to see. 'I smell cock. Many cocks. So many... need so many cocks.' Both heads thought in unison. Their anus throbbed in sync with their shaft.

"Do I have an opening bid?" The red man announced with a laugh.

The creature then picked up a wave that, if they could comprehend it, would be the sound of many laughing and the sounds of others bidding, the price for him going surprisingly high, especially between two bidders. He couldn't feel anything touching his green slimy body, but he could sense the many eyes upon him. His thoughts filled with disgrace, and yet more pleasure that prevented him from thinking about much else. Gods he was a perverted beast and needed sexual relief somehow. The red man clearly wasn't going to provide him with what he needed, but perhaps another could? One of the heads turned toward the front of the massive audience and opened it's maw, letting out a moan of pleasure in a deep male voice.

"If you pay me one hundred, I'll take it off your hands!" One of the men called out, followed by laughter from the audience.

The creature turned both of its heads towards the man that called out such an offer. It wanted to be cruel to it, it wanted to attack and lash out, but with the massive lips, all the heads could do were pucker up and make smooching sounds to the man invitingly. It felt horrid that it couldn't even make threats properly!

"Now, how about some real offers? You can imagine this creature's libido is immensely high, they will want all kinds of fun. Whether or not you provide them is your choice! I would advise not to use any magic or rituals to alter its body, but then again, I can't say no if you wanted to say, prevent it from orgasming." The auctioneer, the one selling the creature, spoke with a laugh. "Whether you want your dick sucked while kissing it or fucking it's rear, or maybe giving it the joy of fucking you or a woman, it will be sure to please!"

The creature lost track of the bids as he heard numbers, but his growing lust was a huge distraction. He wanted to fuck something, and he wanted to fuck something now. God, why was his desire for sex so strong? A slight gust of wind was almost enough to send him over the edge again as the numbers continued to grow. First he heard bids in the hundreds, then in the thousands, then in the tens of thousands. He wanted these numbers to mean something, and surely they used to, but what purpose would they serve now to him?

Then, the creature heard a familiar voice.

"Fifty thousand!"

What the voice said didn't matter, merely the voice itself that mattered. The new male creature, the two heads immediately turned their heads in the direction of the man. They picked up the scent of sex from the man and knew just who it was, Grant. Grant was a nobleman from a rivaling country, one next to the one the creature once owned, once inherited. Grant had stated he wanted much from the country, not that the two heads could recall what he wanted, but the two of them hated the man, and yet despite that, they were the highest bidder.

"Sold!" With the sound of the gavel, the auction was complete. Despite the bidding ending, people began to swarm the cage, and the creature picked up the scent of many, many cocks. Sure, there was the scent of vaginas mixed in with those cocks, but they hardly mattered as much. 'Ugh. Why... so strong. Need cock. Need cock.' One head thought, while the other knew something was so wrong about wanting dicks, but they couldn't think of what it was. Their bodies changed, their thoughts simplified, yet there was still a faint glimmer of the two women in the body of one.

As the crowd slowly dispersed, the only one that remained was Grant and two of his guards, as well as the red man who was currently taking payment from one of those guards. Grant walked up to the cage and slipped his finger in through the bars. "They told me who they were selling and I couldn't believe it. Heh. Look at you, you're such a weak and pathetic creature. Do you even have teeth to bite behind those lips, or is sucking cock your only source of nutrients? Oh, but don't worry. I'll take good care of you. You're too important to die for me. I don't exactly need a beast of sexual nature, but I'm sure I'll find SOME use for you."

Both the heads coiled back as Grant spoke. They knew the face of Grant, a heavily bearded chubby man, a perverted man, but with his own way of getting pleasure. Under few circumstances the two heads have worked with Grant, but he had more power than they did, now more than ever before given their circumstances. The two heads could do nothing other than make a sucking noise and let out moans, slithering up to the cage and sensing the finger he stuck in, but unable to do much more than suck on it, not that they were going to even do that, they didn't want to pleasure Grant, though they needed relief from this sexual tension themselves.

"Cover him up." Grant spoke, turning his attention to the red man. "I'll have them stowed away in my dungeon. I have no use for them, but I'm sure the rest of my household wouldn't mind having a sexual deviant to fuck around with."

The red man tossed the sheet back over the creature, sending the creature into darkness, but the two heads sensed cocks despite a sheet tossed over them. He had never seen Grant's home, nor would they get the chance without eyes. The two heads glanced around trying to get a bearing as to what was going on, where they were going, and maybe to try to get a sense of what they could do in this situation, though they were truly limited in what they could do. As Grant said, they were hardly threatening. They could barely move their body around! Not like the red man gave them a lot of time to get used to it, and the cage was too small to really try to move much. He, or they, the two heads battled between the pronouns of what he was, struggling to hold on while the cage began to move once more. Grant did have a point, what did they eat now? They guessed they'd have all the time in the world to figure that out... or rather, Grant would.

After what felt like an eternity of moving in near silence, the beast felt the cage stop moving, and then move again, but much slower as people carried the cage, Grant's voice still spoke up, but from behind the cage now.

"I wonder what I should call you. Your names were... ah your old names don't matter. Let's call you... Choad." Grant chuckled. "Yes, Choad is a perfect name for a beast like you. Nobody shall ever refer to you as your old names. Fuck if they even know what they were." After a few loud clangs, the massive cage was set down in the corner of the room and Grant lifted the sheets, not that 'Choad' would be able to see where they were, but the dampness of the atmosphere with the quiet dripping of water made it clear they were nowhere in a good spot. "I'll have Ken uncage you and leave you in here. I'll check up on you now and then. You know, when I remember." Grant chuckled. "Until then, have a great life down here, Choad. I'm sure if you wiggle enough you'll find the skeleton here that you can bone."

Choad? What kind of name was Choad? The two heads turned to Grant, wanting to glare angrily at him, but only able to make smooching noises with their lips while the man walked away. At first, Choad thought he was left alone, left alone in a cold dungeon on a steel floor, but then he heard the noise of the cage unlock, his cage. He was free! But... who freed him from the cage?

"Sorry about that. Um... he had been talking about wanting to lock you up and leave you two to die in this dungeon, but I'll make sure that doesn't happen. My name is Ken. I'm uh... not sure if you can hear me." He reached out and stroked one of the heads slowly. "Man... he said you two used to be human, but I can't believe it."

Choad heard the voice of the other man, and then felt the hand up against one of his heads. The man sounded... soft and caring. He had no idea who this man was, but he knew he could trust him more than Grant, at least he hoped he could. His sexual lust rose when the man's hand rubbed up against that head. The head that felt the man let out a soft moan. He wanted to orgasm so badly too. How long had it been? He tried to slither forward out of the cage, and as he got off the steel cold bottom, he was greeted by stone that was just as cold. Where was the exit in this place? He knew Grant put him in a dungeon of some sort, but he didn't know how big it was, nor where the way out was.

"I'll uh... how long has it been since you've eaten? I'll try to get you some food. I'm not sure what you eat but if you need... that as a nutrient, we might be able to figure something out. I have to get going though, otherwise he'll suspect something. I'll be back in a bit."

Choad heard Ken's footsteps, and then the slamming of a cell door, likely his own cell. As the sound of footsteps faded, he was left alone in a cold damp dungeon. He slithered around to try to get a bearing of his surroundings, but he could only slither forward for a short time before he found one cell wall, and then another, followed by a third, the skeleton Grant mentioned from earlier, and then the cell doors. He really did leave Choad down in a dungeon of sorts. His cock throbbed needily, just like his anus did. His body yearned for release and the warmth of another body, as the dungeon was absolutely freezing, but his cries, which were merely moans of pleasure, went unanswered.

How long had it been since they were left in the dungeon to rot? Minutes? Hours? Days? Choad wasn't capable of keeping track of time. Had the dungeon any windows, they would have done him no good. How many others were in this dungeon? He kept silent to hear, but he heard nothing. His lust for sex and diminutive thoughts made it hard to keep focus on anything. His cock continued to throb needily with an erection that remained for an inhumanly length of time. He wanted something, anything to relieve him of this pressure, unsure how long it would last, but also uncaring. So long as it happened, that's all that mattered.

After some time of sitting in the cell, the doors opened again. Choad immediately knew that it was a male that entered, one with a familiar scent. It must have been the one from before! He also had the scent of something else, something... salty?

"I'm not sure if you eat chicken, let alone if you can, but uh... I got a couple of pieces with the bones removed." Ken spoke, raising a plate of chicken he brought, mostly scraps. "Just uh... take your time. I heard Grant talking more about you and how you used to be two leaders of that ruling country. He says it's going to become his country now and is sending his troops over. Without any real leadership in that neighboring country now, I doubt it will be a hard battle for him."

Choad wished he could understand what Ken was talking about. The idea of running a country sounded vaguely familiar, but along with the scent of food, they picked up Ken's musk. One head leaned down and grabbed a small part of the chicken with its lips. It threw its head up in the air. Without teeth to chew it, it could only suck it down, moving it down its mouth bit by bit until it took the entire thing in its maw. It then realized it still had the ability to taste, but that didn't matter. The other head nudged at Ken's crotch, knowing the source of the musk and desiring it so badly.

"Hah... hah, easy there." Ken patted the head nudging his crotch. "I was told you would be a little perverted. Just how much of this do you want though?" With one tray he held the food for Choad, while with his other he stroked the slimy green head that was at his crotch. "Like, is it you that wants sex, or is it the body that wants sex?"

Choad had to pause to think about that question as the vibrations struck against their heads. This was the first person they had met since they transformed that reminded them they really were two people, well at one point. Whatever one head thought, the other head had similar if not identical ideas. Did they want sex? Or was it their throbbing cock and anus that wanted it? They felt so close, so on edge to cumming that they just needed a little bit more, a little... motivation. The head against Ken's crotch pulled back and they raised their body. One head tried to lower itself to his own throbbing shaft, but to no avail. It turned to Ken and let out a lewd moan, hoping the man got the idea of what to do. What did this man look like? Well, it didn't matter, so long as Choad got what they wanted.

Ken sighed at Choad. "Okay, look. I'll do this for you if you want it so bad." Ken leaned down and pushed the head away. He got onto his knees and reached forward. He grabbed Choad's shaft and began to stroke it up and down. "So slick, just like the rest of your body. Almost feels like it's covered in cum." He mumbled while he stroked Choad's cock.

Both of Choad's heads moaned loudly and lewdly. This was what it must have felt like to have a man masturbate. No wonder men did it so much! Feeling the man's hands on his cock was a sensation like no other, far better than rubbing it on the floor. His anus pulsed with the beating of his heart while both heads moved from side to side, letting out moans sometimes in stereo, and other times out of sync. It wasn't long before the pressure in his cock grew immensely and he unleashed his load, cumming in Ken's hand. Ken's hand felt so warm, so soft, so perfect. He almost wondered about fucking asses, but he doubted anyone would let him do that with the body he had. Not that he was able to see his body, but he knew what kind of monster he was. The fact this person was masturbating for him was nothing but wonderful. He only wished he could repay him somehow.

Ken squeezed Choad's shaft as he came, squeezing at the base and moving up, letting out every drop of seed. He tried to clean off Choad's shaft as best as he could after the orgasm, but hands could only do so much. "Ah... hah... I bet that feels good for you doesn't it? And you're still so hard... I wonder just how much they want you to cum. Well, I'd best get back before he suspects anything. The plate of food is uh... down on the ground, help yourself." He leaned up and kissed one of the heads directly on their lips. "I'll be back to check up on you. Stay strong, okay?"

As Ken left, both of Choad's heads blushed. Did that really just happen? This person seemed... very nice. He hoped for the best for this human. Both heads moaned softly a quiet goodbye as the man rushed off. His cock was still slick, but that went for the rest of his body too. He tilted his heads down and ate the rest of the food, sucking them down his pouty lips one at a time, hoping for his return.

Silence surrounded Choad when Ken wasn't around most of the time. There would be an occasional handmaiden or servant walking by, but they would comment on how grotesque Choad was. He picked up on them talking about disgusting comments, assuming Choad couldn't hear because he had no 'ears' to speak of, but he picked up every degrading word which just made his situation so much more humiliating. He learned to pick up not just the sound of Ken's footsteps on the cobblestone dungeon tiles, but also the scent of his cock, as if Choad were a dog that knew who a person was merely by such a sense.

Choad was more than excited as Ken returned at least once a day, at least it was what Choad assumed was once a day. They would sleep, wake up, eat on occasion, hear the words of the servants, and then Ken would come in and... service them. He would often just do handjobs, but Choad began to feel guilty as Ken would milk them, but they never returned the favor. They knew the man was interested based on scent alone, but no amount of nudging seemed to convince the man that he would penetrate their mouth or ass with his cock, no matter how much Choad asked. He would try to tilt and turn his body in a way that was inviting, but Ken still refused, and Choad never understood why. Was he just that disgusting? Or maybe there was more to it.

One day Ken was in the dungeon with Choad, stroking one of his heads. "You know, Choad. I wish you could speak. Grant's pushing in with his troops and taking over the land easily, so he's very, very distracted at the prospect of getting more to conquer. So I was thinking maybe... if you're good at slithering, we could escape together? I'm not sure how fast you are in that form, but I have a small place in the countryside I could take you to."

Choad liked the idea of freedom, but at the same time, he also needed something else. Not one, but both of Choad's heads prodded at Ken's crotch and let out two soft moans.

Ken let out a soft sigh and nodded. "Okay Choad. Let's escape here and now. Once we're free I'll... give you exactly what you want. Maybe it's your body, or maybe you really want it, but I'll give you the sex you desire, after we escape. I don't know if you can tell, but I picked now to come to you as the other servants are asleep and Grant is out doing his... invading, so let's go before he realizes what's going on."

Here? Now? Choad was caught off guard with how fast this was going for him, but he wasn't going to complain. In truth, he didn't know how much time had passed. Without the ability to see the sun, the two heads just zoned in and out of consciousness. He had eaten maybe... not even able to really keep track of that. He was a sexual beast and treated as such with a mind as such. The two heads obeyed, happy to go without a chain. He had the time to practice moving and slithering, which was still slower than walking and left a visible slimy trail, but he followed the scent of Ken's cock, uncaring for the stone floors or whatever was around them. He knew where that man was, and that's all he needed.

At one point Choad sensed fresh air and picked up the sound of a horse clopping on the ground. Ken led him up a wooden ramp, which Choad then heard the ramp topple over and the horse began to move with Choad and Ken in the wagon. Unlike all the other times however, Choad was free to do as he pleased. He felt overwhelmed with such senses changing so dramatically again, but he prayed it was for the better. He was barely kept as a sexual pet at all for Grant! None of the servants would do anything for him! Ken however was more than willing to help him orgasm, but Choad wanted to return the favor. One of Choad's heads nudged him with a soft moan, as if trying to say something.

Ken gave the head a hug. "Hah, yes, I remember. First thing we do once we get home."

The horse soon stopped. Ken led Choad into a home, but the kind of home didn't matter to Choad. The home was a small wooden house, but Ken knew what Choad wanted now that they were gone, miles away from the castle. He knew Grant would eventually come looking for Choad, but he could lead the creature far away. The beast was far too kind for Ken to give up. Once inside though, Ken undressed and gave one of the heads a long, loving kiss. "Okay. Let's give you what you want. Now that you're free from the castle, we have all the time in the world for this."

Choad let out a lewd moan, happy to be free. Sure, things felt a bit hurried, but he wasn't going to complain. He fell onto his back, his tail lashed wildly as his anus puckered willingly for Ken. He had no idea what this human had planned for him, but as Choad felt Ken slip his shaft into his massive anus, breaking his anal virginity for the first time, both heads thought to themselves that whatever was planned... maybe it wouldn't be so bad to be this monstrous creature after all.