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A group of Amoleans in full regalia are sitting in the worst possible place they could have chosen to get so drunk they can hardly see, and the sun comes up to announce Sitrans have taken over the planet while you all were toasting each other’s health. Being away from your platforms you three did not get the call to retreat and are now facing several TC Sitrans surrounding them, one a young lieutenant raises a finger in protest to having dart take down guns leveled on them.

“Just a moment if I could”, the Amolean started. “Please hear me!” He exclaimed visibly making the lead Sitran stand up straighter for a second, he motioned his hand to stand down the other Amoleans slowly coming back to consciousness, did not recognize them as Sitrans yet. Eyesight does not come back in the Zebroid race who are naturally nearsighted anyway, especially when so soaked to the gills.

“Now Yes you have the upper hand but let me postulate a proposal, I have to ask if is there a way we can go back to the way we are now after you do all the stuff you are known to do?

The lead Sitran only crossed his arms; the lieutenant swallowed on a strangely dry throat all of a sudden both palms sweating up a storm inside his dress gloves. Of his dress ‘go out on the town’ uniform instead of the patrol one they usually wear, with all the weapons.

Umm. Okay I guess no would be the answer to that, okay what happens if you don’t do the things you guys do, and inject us with the drugs, is it as good as umm, when we are …” he trailed off as the Sitran only readjusted his stance a little still with his arms crossed.

“That would be a no too I take it.” The Amolean finally said in total defeat his comrades finally coming to the same realization of their combined predicament. As the lead Sitran came over and picked the lieutenant up from the chair he was sleeping in a few minutes before.

In perfect Amolean the Sitran replied “ Yes you are at our tender mercy, of which I am afraid to tell you is not really in existence, we really won’t have any in what we are going to do to you three.”

The lieutenant started to say something but stopped allowing the Sitran the floor.

“You however are showing me that you are special, these other two will be for the platoon to use, I want you special as my personal pillow in my bed.” He waited for the Amoleans heart to drop through the floor and into the ground underneath, “ so for you, I will be extra nice, I will record everything I do to you that will be selecedt to do, it will be completely your choice on how you get customized.”

The other two Lieutenants; a little higher as senior but were compromised in hail of yellow darts guns going off in full automatic, beginning their ordeal.

The Lead Sitran took the Lieutenant shaking uncontrollably, out of the throng of Sitrans who started to work on the other two violently reacting to the yellow GBJ they are over injected with.

The screams of pure terror of his comrades dimed as the Sitran led the hapless Lieutenant to a vehicle out front. “You won’t need any Yellow, will you?” The Sitran said as he removed his armor and weapons.

the Amolean was only looking at all the shiny devices all arrayed in presentation describing what each is used for in intricate detail in his language as the most shocking thing he slowly realized.

“You used my language to describe each of these…! He trailed off again. His mind had turned to so many noodles in a bowl. “…you want me to know what they do!”

The Sitran poked his tongue out a little past all those sharp teeth in front with his mouth open a little, “Hmph, They say your race is slow, but you are all, really needing a real man to show you why you are not.”

He continued; Amolean still scanning over all the implements of knowing himself to be screaming to the top of his lungs for several hours to come.

“I will”. The Amolean cut him off the same finger now on the Sitran’s mouth on his tongue.

“wait!” he looked into his torturers eyes, “wait a minute, Couldn’t we do it once without lopping stuff off?” I’ll be extra good, please, then….! The Amolean looked back at the awful things in the showcases.

“sure! Okay! That sounds great you strip naked and I’ll get the drugs ready!” He said joylessly all of sudden gone the mood of the dangerous Sitran about to make him lighter.

The Amolean hesitated in loosening his bands, “Yes go ahead we will do it your way the first time, Deal?” The Sitran was already stripped bare in one motion his cock beginning to raised in anticipation, as the Lieutenant started to finally move again, he became mesmerized as he took off his bands around his middle, he watched it throb is getting bigger raising up for a second then back down, but continued to grow in size.

Precum began to exit the broad bright green tip, of the head on that beautiful immense green cock swelling up huge in front of him as he virtually strip-teased the Sitran standing with a needle on his arm with bottles kinking behind the arm he held the needle device on his whole right arm, The device looked smooth and strangely warm he wore like a sleeve on his arm.

“This works best in the first form, this will sting everywhere, sorry, but you need the tattoo!”

The Sitran began on the Lieutenant’s arm making a very beautiful swirling design all over his hand, it stung like an insect bite, but passed to become pleasant after the first time it was stuck in his flesh.

The tattoo continued, coating the entire surface of his body. Complete, the Sitran stood up off the hooves of the now very pleasant feeling naked Amolean his own tool hanging pretty low between his legs off his slightly less than normal balls of other Amoleans, he’d always thought that was why he kept his voice artificially low, being kind of high in tone for a guy.

“You did not do my junk?” the smiling in euphoria off the drugs beginning to work in his body,” that feels really nice, you are being nice to me, I want to make you a good pillow.” He found himself saying now shitfaced all over again plus high as a star liner before dropping the magneton into the shunt drive of the graviton solar slow engine: to ‘pop a clutch’ in how waves come up and flow through him is so pleasant in feelings of bliss. He was smiling as the Sitran came over and put a device on his cock that surrounded it in a ring, then another one around his scrotum at the base.

“ I have to put these on you in case my superior bursts in, to see why I am being secretive!” he said as he worked the lieutenant was pretty comfortable not knowing his comrades were being changed the hard way into ziths that he will become if the Sitran does not like his performance.

He was able to have a coherent thought at all outside of this terrible predicament; still it was really pleasant thus far.

“Okay done, now, let’s, seeeee” he was pushed down on the bed by the Amolean who knew his cue to be ON stage.

The Sitran surprised, allowed himself to be laid down by the weaker armed Amolean, even more compromised by the drugs changing his internal organs and mental outlook, and giving him a big wave of euphoria to go with taking the Sitran’s immense cock in his hands and stroking it to get bigger still.

The Amolean licked the entire length letting the Sitran sigh in pleasant feeling. “Oh you are going to do that aren’t you?” The Sitran put his massive and quite beautiful strong huge man’s arms up behind his head and positioned his hips to let the Amolean get ready to suck his cock down that beautiful long throat Amoleans were all born with to suck hard on green Sitran cocks, he shivered in anticipation a tiny bit.

Satisfied he was winning in not getting his junk lopped off; the lieutenant took the cock head into his mouth up over his silky smooth lips He felt with his enhanced drug tattoo the little shiver he had been able to get out of the Sitran, He felt the strong tip pass into his warm mouth being extremely careful to not let any part of it touch his teeth, he licked back and forth around the sitrans cock as he pushed his head down on it. The cock was extremely delicious, and the precum tasted incredible, he pulled back off the delightful post he liked sucking really hard on.

“Wow That tastes delicious!” The Amolean liked his lips showing his shiny whites, for a second.

The Sitran his meat post waving in the breeze awaiting more of the same was ignored the Sitran rolled forward and came back with a device that he quickly shoved into the Amoleans mouth jamming into all of his teeth, the Amolean started to complain to protest, he was doing a good job, what was happening?

He tried to speak but got out only “Gloog- uck geggle!”

“yes you are doing a really good job. But those HAVE to come out same with the ones I am putting your hands in no weapons on you anymore, it is a rule, sorry!”

The lieutenant began to cry, it hadn’t worked they were going to do mean things to him.

“hey, hey wait, I’m sorry it is the law, I have to, c’mon it will be over in a couple seconds, okay, I ‘ll let you keep em today as a promise okay?” The Sitran said trying to make it somehow better than all his teeth are going to get pulled at the same time his fingernails are permanently removed and another device puts a foreign object painfully in each frog of his hooves, making even standing on them painful. He looked sideways at the Sitran with this thing in his mouth.

“Yeah, I know it is pretty messed up you getting taken this way, you did not even get to show off in battle!” The Sitran said as he pressed a button in an instant he felt his mouth was empty, but it was with no pain of any kind, even his fingers felt nothing after the initial sting per digit. Only his hooves ached.

“Now that didn’t hurt did it?!” The Sitran said putting the bloody mean thing back in its showcase. The Amolean watched the evil thing take his teeth into a disposal and his hands came out of the holders along with his hooves in a jolt.

The Sitran was doing that thing again with his teeth and his tongue. “Okay continue; you were doing good, Oh you’d better jump back in your junk is not going to last through tomorrow if you slack off now.”

The Amolean was scared to move his tongue in his mouth knowing what was there a second ago but was no longer in there. He could not move. He was still stunned even if it didn’t hurt.

The Sitran waited a few minutes with his cock beginning to wane from not getting touched, he then sat forward took the still stunned Amolean in his huge mans arms and embraced him, he then parted the Amoleans mouth with his own tongue and lapped across the toothless gums and static tongue.

Wonderful feelings exploded inside his mouth. Shocked on how good that felt he sucked back on the Sitran’s tongue smoothing over his terror into a more quite form he was keeping in check this whole time, but what that felt like was delicious and so wonderful on his mouth now. He looked in surprise at the Sitran. He felt joy in his touch on the skin of the Sitran with his now fingernailess hands. His hands were in folds of wave after way of pure joy.” This is like this for everything you lop off? The Amolean looked at his torturer lover enemy love partner in new eyes.

“it is even more than that without those!” The Amolean got a wave of ecstasy roll through him on that thought, the drugs in his mind wanted him begging to go all the way to full Zith…. For his master.

The Amoleans mind stopped at that point, He realized he was going to get done but it was such joy this way he was in such joy doing this. Keeping himself intact was actually detrimental to enjoying his imprisonment. Jail was never this, oh the stockade had drugs and sex but not like this. Plus it tasted so good. “I ahh umm like this feeling, but can I go back after you do it? He looked in innocence at the Sitran who knew the truth, unlike normal he went ahead and told the Amolean the truth.” No actually once you get the first injection if we don’t continue your change you will die. The change makes you two things immortal nearly and unaging.” He let that sink in then continued “ You cannot die unless you die in a Sun or a star your body will completely heal anything done to you in a night. Plus you are this age for the entire time of your sentence; you won’t be getting out an old man.

The Amolean was still using ‘innocent look’ mode unable to change it, off his face. The Sitran continued his explanation. And each and every time you will have the best sex in your entire life, EVERY TIME!”

The Amoleans eyes widened a little, “oh umm Then it is a good thing you doing this, my friends got it the hard way, they are enjoying it now?” He looked at the Sitran,.

“Yes they are the life of the party down the way I’d expect. they are having the best sex they ever had in their life. Screaming their throats hoarse from all the joy.” The Sitran said his face smiling that toothy tongue stick out way they did.

“Now back to me you were sucking my long lollypop!” The Sitran sat back down the smooth device not far away.

Showcases castration and flaying devices swirling in his head along with the one thought, “YOU ARE ON STAGE DO A GOOD JOB AND YOU WIN!” he went back and then his mouth around the whole limp meat the Sitran had laying there and in his lap and sucked in hard making it swell along with the noise of the approval by the Sitran attached to the other end of the love post. “oh That is good, keep it up!”

The Amolean was so overwhelmed this tasted so good, and felt so wonderful throbbing in his mouth he pushed down further the Sitran letting out a deep growl of approval the Amoleans lips pressing hard against the Sitran’s groin the cock deep in his mouth, he lapped the Sitrans balls with his long tongue the huge throbbing succulent spar down his throat, staying there in the ecstasy he stopped and noticed he was still breathing even which this giant cock down his throat.

Sucking on it - it tasted so good in his mouth, and without teeth his mouth as a ablaze in such bliss and waves of pleasure. Bobbing he decided the drugs allowed him to hold his breath it was impossible to breathe with a cock filling up your windpipe!

after a really short time the cock began to pulse he sucked harder bobbing his head the Sitran was caressing him all over his body this got him a hard on like he never felt before like a cement post he had a real weapon to swing around. His own balls were cumming strong in each thrust he did with his mouth in or off if was as if he came on each thrust he pulled off the Sitran his cock was cumming still, he was laying back his mouth open and all that bear trap of teeth showing his reptilian nature in full display. The spooge got on the lieutenant. He scooped it up it was so tasty he could not get enough of it. Liking his fingers they radiated warmth and waves of joy through them, “WOW I FEEL SO GOOD, YOU KNOW I CUM EVERY TIME I THRUST ON YOU!”

The Sitran surprised him with his speed, “yes and then without this every time I thrust you will cum each time!” the Sitran reminded him grabbing his own post and balls in reptilian hands>

the Amolean sat back his hooves felt better if he did not use them to stand on. Kneeling he looked at the Sitran, “This is a good thing isn’t it, you lopping me to look like my friends?!”

the evil Sitran smiled back, “yes of course, yes, you are my pillow I like a guy that stands up for his friends, you are a good guy, so I took you for myself, as thanks” he smiled as the devices clicked on the rings already on him from before. He nervously thought for a second trying to think a way out of this. “umm there is no way I can live with keeping them is there?” He said the Sitran stopped before pressing the button.

“Yes, you will die but you will so loved and for all the time of your sentence too. I like you, don’t you like me?” the delicious Sitran already knew the answer the Amolean was unable to resist needing his cock so badly inside him and down his throat it was so wonderful, what will it be like after he presses the button??

The Amolean did not feel his hands both of then reach out even faster than the surprised Sitran who watched in surprised amusement of the lieutenant pressing the button himself to seal his fate.

He quickly pulled his hands away, holding them from oppressing the button, the Sitran a huge smile on his face, “you got to have it don’t You will do it yourself like I said you would!” laughing the Sitran let go and the Amoleans left thumb brushed once then his whole hand palms down one over the over crushed the button on to start his sessions of never ending bliss.

He fell back off the device a lot thinner in his groin from a few seconds ago no pain of any kind, his mouth and other parts began to twitch is need. He moved towards the Sitran, but was held back from getting that meat inside his mouth, the Sitran held him in strong arms; “you need only one more thing to make you look so irresistibly delicious. We have to do something about your tail and your mane hair; Do you want to do everything or just the usual?”

The Sitran looked at him for a second then decided “Everything it is!” after an amazingly brief amount of time he had a sporty new plume arched up invitingly off his butt in a spade shape ending in five vanes of different colors of the spectrum. And he felt the same on top of his head the vanes tickling his nose and shoulders where they touched as he moved his head around. The Sitran was putting on his uniform again in him, it felt strange and noticed he lacked any hair anywhere except his tail and head plumes. He was outfitted with no pants or anything below his bands around his waist.

“Now you are ready!” He took the Amolean by the hand that felt good holding hands with the Sitran, he was walked on off …his friends were getting plowed by about seven Sitrans in a big orgy, they did not look up but licked cum off each other as he had done himself a few minutes ago.

He was led to another place with a large stage in front. Okay now go stand up there on that platform I’ll go get your friends,

doing as he was told the breeze felt nice going through his legs without a post and balls in the way of letting the air flow up over his belly. His friend’s joined him looks of need coming across their faces, he felt the same need, just standing here. They were licked clean and in the same customized form he was. The lead Sitran Came out and said, “Okay we start the bidding at 9,000 who will give ne a full quaf for the lot of them?” Different shouts came out of the crowds and the bidding began, the lieutenant looked on as he was sold like a piece of meat to hungry workers. He wanted it so badly one of those long shafts inside him, he wanted it, No needed it right now, and often.

It was hours the bidding, his friends had gone to sleep waiting, he felt himself begin to drop off, and the bidding stopped the crowd melted away the lead Sitran at him smiling like he did; with the three recently changed into Ziths, “Well I outbid everybody and bought all three of you!” The said proudly, “they will get more, but I got all of you for myself. I have a bunch of friends so you will have a great time, lets go, help me get your friends on their hooves, platoon is moving out tomorrow.”

He got the Drowsy Amolean to move, he worked in his weakened state for as long as he could then slumped down. Gentle strong arms picked him up and took him to a bed somewhere he fell asleep. It was still light went he woke up again, he looked at himself all different pasterns of swirls in different colors on his body, he felt the tattoos and in certain places yelped in pleasure from the touch of his own hand. Of you are up, good come look here is where you will be staying from now on, he motioned to come to the flap of a tent, shaped like the pavilions his own Army used. He came out to see a down in the middle of a trackless desert for as far as he could see in all directions off the high dunes they were looking from. “that!?” he said not thinking. He was sorry instantly he had insulted his master!

“Yes it is all mine too, come let’s go inside, it is better inside, c’mon I already took your friends to meet my other guests, and they should be good for the next few hours. Come I want to show you everything,” he seemed happy unlike the formidable person he originally met, almost dare he say it completely gay in how he danced down the dune leading the lieutenant along. The Lieutenant was open to any sex, but was not gay in that sense. His race: sex was like eating, you did it, sex to procreate, not all the time as Sitrans loved.

Well he did feel amazing at being touched in this gay reptile’s caresses. That was really fun. And he longed to suck out those amazing flavors inside the Sitran’s cock. What else was in store for him, missing the recall to head out to some other port of call on another pointless mission, or fun all the time as a pow of the Sitrans. He’d heard such stories of how evil and cruel they were not knowing they only wanted to be ‘on top’ all the time. “ I want to call you something, I know What is your name?” The Sitran asked still smiling at the door to this big white dome. The Amolean paused, with the whirlwind of custom and the sex he discovered awas really incredibly better than normal sex, he could not remember his name. He strated to talk but his mouth closed after he couldn’t think of his name, his title or holdings in the Corps. “I was a a a …” he stammered. The Sitran chimed in for him teading the words off his kit he wore off his side. “Hussar yes your Sabretache says so, your unit was 15th Hussars, an elite special corps. “ he said proudly. “Your name was …lets see here …was Tkachesar Aram Tkalleshe you are Torvam Amolean, not just anybody. I knew you were special as soon as I saw you, and then you stood up to help your friends wow I got a real find!” Tkaechsar visibly blushed being so appreciated for being special in the first place.

The others were other Hussars but air units. He smoked the esodhrill, the air units had better supply. That was why he was here he was cornering a large supply of gold esodhrill from the other two ‘friends’. They got to smoking then drinking then the party lasted a good three days before they woke up to Sitrans walking in the bar.

“did you bring my Esodhrill with you that big bag over next to the window?” He asked not thinking of the past day’s events, he quickly came back to reality. “oh I’m sorry, I talked out load!” The Sitran jump[ed over to him held his hands on either side of his face,. “Look I know, but that is nothing to how you are going to feel! And in case you did not know you can do and have anything I can get for you, as long as it is inside here? Okay?” he said smiling again as he did. “You can ask or say anything I do not care, I won’t be mad”.

Can we just do it now, I kind of really need it. Plus my contacts, err friends screamed really loudly when they were getting plowed am I going to feel like that too, A reptilian finger found its way up inside of him, in back, he felt to swoon, it felt like a rumbling set of animal hooves going over a rocky path into forbidden places he never tread before, sure other Amoleans did this kind of sex but this was his first time. This was new, so far it was more than he dreamed sex could be.

“Oh my I am going die aren’t I” he said smiling himself now looking back into the Sitran’s eyes, he sucked on the finger that had just tantalized him.” I like you - you are nice.” He said speaking his normal mind now, “I’ve heard such terrible things about your race, but you are different I think , I, I, oh that can’t be real can it?” the Sitran just stood and smiled, waiting for Tkachesar find his courage, “I think I might be failing in love with my captor.”

“Your Captor already fell in love with you!” The Sitran said and took Tkacesar by his shoulders and walked him to a large bowl of all pillows he pushed Tkachesar down and caressed him, peels of laughter coming out of the Amolean, “this is really better than esodhrill maybe. Getting caught, by you!” I am really lucky a really bad Sitran might have gotten me!”

The Sitran stopped but did not dare show it he was that evil Sitran, he did do awful and horrible tortures his whole life on Amoleans and other prisoners; he was famous for being so ruthless and cruel.

It made him all the wealth around him, in his retirement from all that.

He had a lot of love to make up for all the misery and pain he caused, and he can use all of it on one lucky Amolean, the rest of them will get sold and abused by each master in turn creating increasing trauma if they could put two thoughts together in the sex they get to enjoy. But this Amolean he’d seen so many times before in all the others he trained to be sex slaves, he decided that this kind was the one he wanted this special elite Amolean.

“I am going to scream your name so you remember it, I can tell you for a fact you won’t be able to come down for weeks from what is going to happen now!”

Tkachesar was flipped over and something wet was spat on his flower then a soft post ground up inside popping through the explosion was immediate the atomic bomb went off inside his anus as the Sitran plunged on through he was in a slow cum as it thrust up deep inside him, he thought it should stop soon, his body was not that large inside, but weird it went is all the way. His mouth was six inches long let alone his throat, yes he could push that beast down his own throat because his mouth added another six whole increments, but this was going further in than was possible but it felt beyond wonderful. He realized then he had been using his voice to scream this last full extension into him that was too good to stop. He was finding it difficult to talk with him using his voice to scream out his joy, it stopped all of a sudden, “wait for it now!” he said kind of menacingly; the cumming began again the Sitran pulled completely out. “You loved that didn’t you!” I told you it was better I did not lie did I?”

Tkachesar was in love he has in an afterglow that was nearly able to feel all by itself, “and that was once!” he said out loud.

“YES master, please take me please”. He heard his mouth ask the Sitran.

Weeks later he did finally come down only to be shot back up to the sane lofty heights as soon as this master could get it up again. Mostly of time he never got hungry he always had plenty of cum to take in, his master had others come by and feed him, they called it, he just liked they used him nasty always, making him so loved, and cared for, never realizing he is a canary in a cage, he made himself, his own choice. He thought for a few minutes on his choice, he decided this was not a bad thing getting captured by such a great find in any universe, and he is the best all the time. Never pain, only joy.

Were others as lucky as he was?