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I slowly became conscious. As my mind unclouded, I tried to recall last night's events. I went to a bar (the Ball and Chain), a sexy minotaur interviewed me, we headed home, then ... ? As I tried to shift over, I realized I was bound. I opened my eyes and found myself in an unfamiliar bedroom. I saw that I was naked and a rope wrapped my body and arms multiple times. Something cold and hard was against my throat.

"If I see any sign of you changing, I'll cut your throat." It was Siriso.

Contrary to popular belief, it takes shapechangers a few seconds to change their form. Even if I were untied, he could slit me before I could really do anything. "No sir." I'm usually not into dominance or submission or anything like that, but this was probably the best approach.

"I want you to do something for me."

"Sure."

"I want you to yell as loud as you can. Shout 'Help, I've been kidnapped!'"

"Okay. Help! I've been kidnapped!" I said loudly.

"I said shout it. Would you like me to open some airways to help?" What was obviously a knife pricked my skin.

"HELP! I'VE BEEN KIDNAPPED!" I shouted so loud I became hoarse.

"There, hear that? That's the sound of nobody coming. Shout, scream, and cry all you like."

"Okay."

Suddenly, two fingers entered my anus and probed around. It was startling at first, but it felt good, real good. I was starting to get hard. I guess getting kidnapped and having my life in danger turns me on.

"Oh, you like that, do ya? Let's just say that you and me are gonna have a surprise party," he got right up to my ear, "and boy are you gonna be surprised."

I didn't like where he was going with that. I had to think of something fast if I wanted to live. "Sir, may I make a suggestion?"

"Yeah, sure."

"Well, I'm a shapechanger. And when you have your way with me, just tell me any changes you want made. I can be tighter or looser, softer or harder." Sure, most people know about the big changes shapechangers can make, but we're also adept at making very small, but important changes. Also, I always keep my ass tight, so every time I get fucked, it's like I'm a virgin. "Okay, sure." He sounded happy to hear that. He grabbed some rope that bound me and roughly dragged me beyond the bottom of the bed. "Stand up."

I stood up and quickly looked around. I was in a smallish, Spartan bedroom that didn't have any windows.

His dick rammed through my anus.

"Ah!" That cock was huge, the biggest thing that I can remember in me. My pucker was quickly stretched pretty tight and my shaft was filled. I shuttered.

"A little tighter," he said huskily.

"Yes, sir," I managed to squeak out. I concentrated a bit and tightened myself around him just a little more. I also provided just a little bit of lube for him and gave myself lots of strategically placed sensitive nerves.

After he gave me a few hard and thorough thrusts, I was already moaning in pleasure.

"Damn you're good," his cock was still growing in me and giving my inner walls a good rubdown. "Too bad this'll be the last time."

Fuck, I'm a goner. But at least I'll die getting the best reaming of my life.

He repeatedly hit my prostrate sweet spot, and I spasmed with pleasure each time. "Deeper," he demanded, so I happily obliged and lengthened my shaft so that he'd still touch my nerve every time he thrust, causing me to leak out a good amount of pre-cum. I felt his huge, beefy balls that seemed to cling up against my ass.

He stopped. "I'm going to lift your legs up, so put your head on the bed."

After he scooped up my legs, I did what I was told. I felt like a wheelbarrow, and it was kind of tough on my neck, but he was making the rules. Somehow, during that whole process, he didn't take his dick out. At least he was fucking me royally. I was riding a wave in an ocean of euphoria. He even got me braying. I was his bitch.

It seemed so good that I didn't know where my shaft ended and his dick began. I had a spasm of pleasure that went down my legs, except my legs felt weird, like they were cut off at the knees and were in a giant, fleshy bag.

"What's wrong?" he asked like he knew something was up.

My mouth opened, but nothing came out.

"What's wrong?" His voice was more insistent and harsher.

"My legs ..." I tried to finish the sentence, but couldn't. "My legs."

"Oh, do I have surprise for you!" He bent down, and lifted me up under my arms while keeping his dick in me. No complaints there.

I tried to look down, but his muscular arms blocked my view. I tried swinging my legs out, but nothing really happened. What the hell was going on? I desperately tried to think of any explanation. None came.

"Get ready." He walked me to a full length mirror hanging on the door.

It took me a few seconds to comprehend what was going on. I was normal down to my waist, but below my belly button, my fur was black like his. My jaw dropped when I saw what was way down below, for instead of having legs, I had a really huge set of balls that were the size of small melons. He even jiggled my ... his ... our balls, and it felt a little painful, but really good.

"Get it yet?" he whispered into my ear and nibbled it a little. You're gonna be my dick that'll change into whatever I want."

I tried to say something that encapsulated my utter disbelief, but all I could say was, "fuck!"

"Yeah, fuck. I'm gonna ram you in every ass and mouth I can." He repeatedly kissed my forehead.

"But how? Why?"

"Oh, I know a little 'magic' of my own. As to why, let's say having someone else as my dick really turns me on." He jiggled our sac some more and rubbed me. "Now pay attention." He held onto my ears and moved his hand up and down like he was servicing them. "Now slowly, slowly turn your head into a rabbit and change back. Slowly."

"Yes sir." I slowly morphed my head into a rabbit and back while he was still giving my ears a hand job.

"Good. Now let's get back to work." He walked me back to the bed. I had so many questions, but couldn't think of what to ask. Yesterday I was a college student that didn't know what I wanted to do for the rest of my life. Today I was going to be someone's member.

He got in front of the bed and set me down. He then cut the ropes. "We're attached now. If something bad happens to me, it'll happen to you, so don't make me regret untying you."

"No sir." Not having legs really limits your escape options.

He put his hand over my swollen dick and rubbed it into my stomach vigorously. It felt really good, but weird, like it was melting.

I reflexively reached for my member, and it was just a black lump that was almost dissolved into my belly. "No!" I screamed then tried to scrabble away from him with my arms. I even changed into an elephant and tried to break free.

All he did was brace himself and laugh. "Whoa there, tiger. Save that energy for when we fuck."

After about half a minute of desperately trying to get away, I realized it was hopeless. I was stuck being part of him. I stopped, changed back, then suddenly got very afraid. "Sorry, sir, I didn't mean to, well I panicked and wasn't thinking." I was expecting to at least get smacked in the back of my head very hard.

He rubbed me from my chest to my belly. "That's okay, no man wants that to happen to his dick. You're forgiven this time. This time."

"Thank you sir, it won't happen again." I gave a huge sigh of relief.

"Good."

As he rubbed me up and down, I realized that my dick must have melted into me, but at least his massaging felt ten times better than it should. I was really turning into a dick.

"May I rub myself, sir?" I felt weirdly selfish, but it seemed to be the right thing to do.

"Hell, yeah!" He started kneading my upper shoulders.

I rubbed myself up and down. When I went over my stomach area, I noticed I was becoming more rod-like and stiffer. I could even feel a really large vein running down the side of me.

I closed my eyes and concentrated. I swore I could feel myself merging with him at the cellular level. My flesh was his flesh, and I could feel his blood intermingling with mine and coursing through me while my bones were melting away. I was becoming part of something bigger, and it was beautiful, like I was having a religious experience. I moaned in appreciation.

I opened my eyes, and everything looked bigger. Well, I was just getting smaller. A distant voice in the back of my head told me I should be scared, but I felt too good to give it any more thought.

I gladly become more and more like a dick. I liked my new black sheen and everything felt ten times better. But after my chest became black, I noticed my arms were getting smaller. I tried to remain calm. "My arms are shrinking." I wiggled what were just two long stubs.

"Yeah, that'll happen. Are you okay?"

"I guess. Can you take over rubbing me?"

"Sure." He brusquely rubbed his hands up and down me. It was nice that someone else was servicing me. After my arms disappeared, he put his hand under my head, took me off the bed, and turned around.

"In a few seconds I'm going to let you go. Don't panic. Ready?"

"Yeah."

He quickly slid his hand out of the way. For about a second, it felt like I was bungee jumping. Reflexively, I tried to stick my arms out, but I didn't have any. At least I was firmly attached, so I didn't fall far. The ride, though short, was scary and exhilarating. I was out in full attention.

"How'd I do?" I wanted nothing more than to please him, for I was his tool.

"You're doing great. Except for that elephant part, you're handling this a lot better than any of the other dicks I've had." He smoothed my ears down.

I hoped they'd go away soon. We'd look pretty silly with his dick having big donkey ears. And I could just give myself a couple of auditory slits so I could still hear. As for his "other dicks," I felt very jealous, but as he rubbed me, I knew I was his number one.

But suddenly I spit out what was obviously a lot of pre-cum. It dribbled out and made a big mess. "Sorry! Sorry! It just happened!"

He took me to his mouth and gave me the best kiss of my life. His tongue lovingly and firmly caressed my mouth slit. I wanted it to never end, but when it finally did, he literally left me breathless. "You're a dick now. There's no shame in a little pre."

"A little?"

He chuckled. "Or a lot."

I smiled back at him. Now I felt proud of myself as I leaked out more pre, which he tenderly smeared all over my face.

"You wanna see yourself now?"

"Yeah!" I was so excited, I tried to pull him as he walked back to the mirror. I was on cloud nine.

He stood in front of the mirror with his arms akimbo. "Well?"

I was over two feet long and completely black, and my four earrings were now cock rings. My head looked like a real cock head now. "I'm ... we're beautiful!" "And it gets much, much better. You ready to go?"

"Yeah!"

He got on the bed, sat against the headboard, and started to rub me vigorously.

"Faster! Harder!" I was almost at full length and rock hard.

"It's gonna feel tight for a while." And it did, it felt like I was wearing a sweater that was three sizes too small, except that sweater was my outer skin.

I was breathing real hard and stretched tight as a drum. I felt a lot of pleasurable pressure building up inside me. I was about to blow.

"You wanna cum?" He slowed down just a little bit.

"Yes, oh God, yes!" I couldn't stand it anymore, I wanted sweet release.

He jacked me as hard as he could.

"Uh, uh, uh," I thought I was going to explode, "Uh! . . . UH!"

Two totally opposite things happened to me at the same time. First of all, I shot out what must have been a whole gallon of cum. Even when I drank way too much at my high school graduation party, I never puked this hard or this much. Every part of me violently heaved. But at the same time, I completely orgasmed. I've had plenty of those before, but nothing compares to this. Put about a hundred of them together, and that's what I felt. I was simultaneously in Heaven and Hell.

Spent and exhausted, I flopped on the bed and dozed off in our afterglow. After a really nice nap, I woke up to the sight of a pond of cum in front of me. I was glad to have done all that.

"How are you doing?" Siriso got a rag and cleaned me off.

"Great! I'm glad I'm your dick!" I wanted to do that again. Not right away, but soon.

"Good," he took the sheets off the bed and threw them in the hamper.

"There's a lot more of that coming our way."

"Yay!" As best a dick could, I jumped up and down.

He gave me a couple of pats. "I just have to show you one thing." He walked out of the bedroom, into the hallway, and down at set of stairs that led to a basement. "You've been really great so far, but there's some rules you have to follow, and you don't want to break them." He walked up to a large basement sink filled with water. Well, if he was going to try and drown me, I could grow some gills... Except it wasn't water.

It must have been some really powerfully concentrated acid, and when he dipped me under, it burned me horribly. Just imagine your dick getting the worst burn you ever had, now imagine that happening to your whole body. I wouldn't wish that on anybody.

He took me out and I screeched pain. He took a towel and dabbed me dry. "Now, do I have your attention?"

"Yes sir!"

"Good. Already you're turning out to be one of my favorite dicks. But if you screw things up, I won't hesitate to do that again, and if necessary, I'll get another dick to replace you."

"No! No! No! Please don't! I'll do anything! Anything!"

"Well, what you have to do isn't hard, but there's a couple of rules. First, you do what I say. If I tell you to do it. You do it. Got that?"

"Yes sir. You say, I do!"

"And second, and more importantly, when I'm out and about, you always keep quiet, no matter what. If we're home, and it's just you and me, that's fine. But otherwise ..." He took a few fingers and squeezed my head really hard. Not only was I in a great deal of pain, but I also couldn't breathe, "you shut the fuck up." He shook me very hard. "If you make any noise, I'll shut you up permanently!" He stopped shaking me, but still held on to me.

I thought I was going to turn blue and die of asphyxiation, but I didn't dare try to wiggle out.

"So, what are you to do unless we're alone?" Finally, he let go of me.

I gasped for air. "Keep." I gasped again. "Quiet!"

"Good. I like you a lot, and I went through a lot to get you, so don't fuck it up. If you do, I make it so you'll be begging for me to kill you just like my last dick that didn't listen. And in case you didn't notice, I can control whether or not I feel any sensations from my pecker. I can beat or cut you all day and not feel a thing if I don't want to. If you think you can have a contest of wills with me, you're sorely mistaken."

"I'd never do that sir." I was so scared it was a wonder I didn't piss myself. And I had nowhere to run or hide. Nowhere.