Cross League Exhibition - Demotion
Changed a few things, like the name of the league and some small details. Hope it doesn't ruin the experience. This contains flattening, 'transformation' and general storytelling (no yiff, sorry) but still age appropriate so if it is illegal or not your bag, turn back now!
"Zeb? Zeb can you hear me?" a faint voice said, through the haze the bunny's eyes started to slowly open. The light was blinding, it looked like a light from an exam room but to Zeb it might as well be the sun 4 feet away. Zeb blinked a few times, trying to adjust to the light before she noticed a couple of things. Wait... she?
"What the FUCK?!" the bunny screamed out, flailing against the table as she soon realized she was strapped in quite tightly. Clenching her fists she pushes against the restraints, trying in vain to break them when suddenly the table starts moving, slowly tilting until she is left in an upright position. Her sudden change in gender was not the only thing that was immediately noticeable, first off she was no longer a tattoo pressed firmly into some other girl's ass cheek. The second thing she saw was her body had changed rather drastically, her fur was dyed bright pink and her hair a platinum shade of blonde. These details, however, would never have been seen if she hadn't been tilted upwards since sitting on her chest were breasts the size of basket balls! Her waist synched in and her hips flared out into some exaggerated hourglass proportion, her legs seem to have been stretched as well but she somehow remained the same height. This new information did nothing to calm the bunny as she started flailing even more, her breasts bouncing and jiggling on her chest which caused ripples of pleasure to flow through her momentarily distracting her tantrum. And then suddenly everything went calm, out of the corner of her eye she noticed a hand pushing a syringe into a tube that went into her arm, and her body felt heavy, too heavy to move.
"Well, that reaction was certainly within expected parameters.." a voice said, Zeb tried to turn her head to see where it came from, but it felt like she was encased in molasses. So rather, the figure walked into her view, and what a view it was! The bunny felt her body instantly respond as the large Doberman walked in front of her, the six... no six and a half foot tall canine smiling rather slyly down at her as he removed a glove and put it in the pocket of his long white lab coat. Tossing the syringe into a red receptacle with the bio-hazard symbol on it, he turns his attention back to his 'subject'. "Now that the paralytic has taken effect, I can brief you on what is no doubt a rather confusing scene." he says with a chuckle, "I am Dr. Cliff, I am the one responsible for your new state, well, I did the masterful work but it was not I who ordered it. I am merely the instrument of perfection." The canine says with a chuckle, a smirk sliding across his face, "As you probably remember that the results of your last wrestling match were not favorable. The result of which forced you to be a rather stunning tattoo on Ms. Terri's buttock 3 months, or 90 days to be exact. At the end of which the negotiations for your contract were complete and you were released into my care."
"Neg...otiat....ions....?" Zeb replied, her mouth feeling like it was stuffed full of fluff. She looked up at the Doberman, looking quite confused as she tries to shake her head dismissively.
"Yes, negotiations. Effective immediately you have been traded from the Herm Wrestling League to our Titan Wrestling Federation, very lame name I know." Dr. Cliff says with a roll of his brown eyes through his horned rimmed glasses. "But you are no longer a wrestler, your agent Vinny was very... shady about your contract, you are now employed to be our ring girl and entertainment." He adds with a smirk.
"En...ter...tainment?" Zeb asks, her eyes opening only half way as she listens.
"Think of it as a rodeo clown, you help warm the crowd up, provide some laughs, maybe even fake wrestle a few of our actual wrestlers." The doctor replies with a chuckle, "I've seen your past bouts and I must say its definitely a shame to put such talent to holding up signs and being a fool in front of hundreds of people." He shakes his head. "Anywho... I bet you're wondering how I made you perfect? Well first of all I had to remove your.. ahem.. its a little rule of our federation--"
"No abominations of nature." A loud, shrill voice interrupted. Zeb looked up, her eyes barely able to see the large figure approaching her dressed in all black. As she walked closer this didn't seem like any old black garb, it was what Zeb could only summarize as a perverted nun's uniform. Closer the figure came into view, almost 7 feet tall lioness towered over the handsome doctor, a white collar around her neck which held several d-rings each with silver crosses attached to them. The collar held up a silky black robe, open in the front to show off the massive breasts on such a woman, larger than even Zeb's new rack she seemed to carry them well, the boobs almost unaffected by gravity as they bounced back and forth on her chest, held futilely in by a tight black bikini top with crosses cut out of the cups to let her large nipples show. Between the massive orbs hung a crucifix, but not just any crucifix, this was made up of 2 double ended dildos that both look like they've seen their share of use. Going down a bit lower her hips flared out much in line with Zeb's, her decency intact with a small g-string while the robe flowed behind her.
"I wouldn't exactly call her an abomination. And anyways, I made her perfect just like yo--" with lightning fast reaction the lioness moved herself behind Dr. Cliff and one arm holding around his neck, crucifix in hand, she thrust one of the ends of the dildo in his mouth effectively silencing him.
"You will speak only when spoken to, and do not try to defend this... slut." The lioness sneered at Zeb, who was barely able to see due to her drooping head, but she did catch a glance of the doctor suckling on the dildo rather enjoyably as he was pressed into the lioness' bosom. "I am Mother Superior, the top wrestler and owner of this federation. The only reason we are taking you into our organization was that that little shifty raccoon paid us a hefty sum to take you, said something about it costing less than if you stayed." She said with a shrug, "I don't care either way, you'll get the male patrons excited plus you will provide some... stress relief for our real wrestlers. I expect you to work in... how long will that drug you gave her last?" the lioness said as she looks down at the Doberman. Holding up three fingers she nods, "Three hours, we have a match tonight and we need to... welcome you." She says with a smirk, pulling the dildo from Dr. Cliff's mouth as she walks away.
Panting a bit Dr. Cliff sighs, "Well.. I suggest you get some sleep, I have never seen her this excited which probably means bad things for you. A few things before I go, I have made your body more sensitive, meaning that anything you normally find pleasurable will be multiplied, also I took away your feeling of pain but made you nigh-invulnerable in the process, you shouldn't have a problem with anything they um... do to you. Also I've made you into a real bunny, meaning most of the time you're going to be easily aroused and horny as hell... Sorry orders are orders." And with that the doctor walks out, a rather odd tent showing in his pants as he goes into his office and closes the door. Zeb's eyes succumb to the weight as she drifts off to sleep, a single tear sliding down her face as she ponders her fate.
Her rest was short lived however as a large thumping came down the hall, unable to do much Zeb worked to open her eyes as a familar figure came into view. It was Terri, her opponent from earlier, and another large hippo, equally built but very much a male and both with matching grins.
"Doc does a real good job with these ring girls, makes 'em real durable." Jerry says with a snort as he walks over and presses a button on a nearby control panel. Suddenly Zeb's view of the world shifts as she collapses into a pile on the floor, her body like a rag doll. She is flipped over, only able to look at the ceiling as a familiar ass fills her view, "Remember this bitch?" Terri says as she shakes the gigantic rum over the poor, helpless, Zeb's face.
Memories flash back: being stuck to that ass, seeing things that cannot be unseen. Watching Terri get fucked by guys of varying species, watching her sit on opponents and win matches. If Zeb could shudder, she would, but she just stares at the round ass.
"Terri.. she's no fun like this.. she's like a doll lets do something fun!" Jerri says as he bounces up and down, his large body jiggling in all directions.
"Well Jerry, your match is tonight right? How about we put you on stage in style in a brand new pink speedo?" Terri suggests as she laughs, Jerry nods happily as suddenly Terri's legs come out from underneath her. A loud *THUD* can be heard throughout most of the lab as the poor helpless pink bunny disappears from view. One good thing about the situation, Dr. Cliff knows what he is doing, Zeb remarks to herself, not feeling any pain only a hint of.. pleasure? Flooded with light she looks up, her point of view changing only slightly as Terri stands over her, "Like oh-my-god! I always wanted one of those slutty bunny posters!" she says with a giggle, peeling Zeb off the ground and holding her up to the mirror.
Looking back at her is a perfectly pressed bunny figure, her large breasts pancaked to her chest as all of her curves are reduced to nothing, being turned to the side shows she is about as thin as a piece of cardboard. This show doesn't last long however, as Terri starts going to work, folding Zeb in on herself multiple times, stretching the poor bunny until she holds up what looks to be a pink speedo in the mirror with a little bunny poof on the rump. Handing it to Jerry, the pig looks down into the crotch of the speedo, "Enjoy!" she says with a giggle as two large legs come into view for Zeb.
All she can see are the two legs, leading up to the hippo's large crotch, her fate inevitable as she watches the knees slowly disappear, her destination coming fast. And as soon as it began, she feels a large, smelly, sheath pressed against her face. Unable to move or look away, she feels every contour of her face and head press against this sheath, the smell taking over her senses as the musk immediately intoxicates her, causing her head to swim as she feels Jerry flexing and trying out his new garment.
"Mmmmm this feels nice, I always like the feel of fur against my sheath.. I hope I'm not too horny to fight." He laughs as he pats his crotch, causing the sheath to plump out against poor Zeb. Just as he is finished adjusting it the loudspeaker chimes in "All wrestlers report to the locker room for an important meeting. This is mandatory, anyone not in attendance will go to Confessional." The voice says in the stern tone of Mother Superior.
"Oh shit, we have to go!" Terri says, helping Jerry back into his sweatpants and they both start jogging down the hall, the large sheath pressing against Zeb's face as she feels the sweat forming and the smell growing stronger...
What will happen to Zeb? What is this important meeting? What is the 'Confessional'? Tune in next time to find out! Won't be as long for my next story, I promise.