Hooves: Pt.1 Final Step
Hey guys, this is my first story on Yiffstar, but don't mistake it for some noob stuff. Literature is my thing; even if I do tend to make mistakes I always push myself to do better. So vote and give feedback so I can no how I did, and hopefully do better in part two. Also as a side note, I have intentionally left the character's description out until the next chapter.
Warning: this story contains spoogey stuff such as, well, spooge. It also contains inflation, captivity, over stimulation, transformation, a sex machine thingy, and much more. If you aren't into this stuff then notify the person holding the gun to your head and beg him not to shoot you for refusing to read it. Also if you're under 18 or not allowed to read material like this then you have been warned. Hooves: Pt. 1 Final Step "Why are you doing this to me?!" yelled Cade as he as the forceful arms of his captors dragged him to his new home. He could only hope his stay their wasn't permanent. "I just want to go home!" he sobbed, tears running down from his eyes. The ones carrying him might as well have been deaf, as his pleas went unnoticed. They flung him into the confines of his cell and laughed as he fell flat on his face. "You better learn how to walk on those soon 'coz we wont be luggin' your ass back here tomorrow horse-boi." And with those parting words they callously flung the cell door closed. Leaving Cade to ponder his fate. Cade stared down at his feet...hooves. He was unaffected by the fact that his limbs where no longer his. He had been here for moths had had grown to accept the idea of being an inhuman freak show. But he still cried every night, sobbing over his lost humanity, unable to stop it, or even control his own body. This was what he was going to be, and it was inevitable. He tried to stand on his new hooves. It was like walking in high heels without the heel. He could feel pressure all through his calves while he wobbled around the straw filled space. When he first saw it he had thought about why someone would fill what appeared to be a lab with the contents of a stable, their where even wooden masts like that of a barn that led all the way to the ceiling. Only now did he realize that it was all their to make him feel 'at home'. It was humiliating, and every time he thought about what his family or friends would say if they saw him living like this he would feel his skin crawl, he hoped that he would never be seen in public again. Slowly he got used to using his new appendages and became tired from the days ordeals, he wobbled over to the biggest pile of fresh hay and flopped down onto it. The straw no longer felt course and brittle as it did when he first arrived. Now, because of his fur, it was warm and comforting, like a giant pillow. Now comfortable he curled up onto his bed and pondered what would happen the next day. Once one of his handlers had told him that as soon as they were done with him he would be dissected. Cade had almost lost his mind from fear of loosing the only thing he had left to himself, until a few weeks later other personnel heard of the handlers cruel joke and decided to calm Cade down. "Poor little creature" one of the scientists had called him, "Why would waste all this effort just to cut you open?" He wasn't given any other reason to doubt his handler, so he was left dreading the next time he was to wake up. Whimpering, he curled into a tighter ball on his side and started playing with his mane, trying to distract himself. Slowly he drifted off to sleep. Dreaming of farms and his zoology class... * * * "Wake up bitch!" The cell door swung open revealing two of a multitude of handlers; the one speaking had been the same one to tell him what his fate might be. He walked up to Cade before he had a chance to stand up. "You ready for the big show pony-boi?" Had he not been scared shitless he might have laughed at the reference to "The Greasers", he highly doubted the big fucker would have gotten it. Instead Cade just stared ahead while he was yanked up to his hooves. They made their way to the other handler at the door then made their way down the long path towards the processing chamber. As they made their way down Cade looked around, not having the chance prior to this, as they usually blindfolded him. There were cells everywhere! The place was lined with hundreds no millions of them, each one different than the other from the outside. He could only wonder what they looked like on the inside, or what they contained. He even saw one that looked like a giant fish tank from the outside, however it was too high up for him to see its contents. They finally made it to the laboratory that he had grown to hate. As they walked in he was shocked to discover that the entire cell was completely different, the cold leather chair that had once been its only occupant was now replaced with a large metal table, which looked like a giant slab of steel. There was a large dome shaped object that hung from the ceiling with a plethora of tubes hanging from it. The whole scene reminded Cade of a scene from a sci-fi movie. He was led to the table and strapped down, this was starting to freak Cade out, and they had never done anything like this before. Usually they would only inject him with something and leave him to writhe on the floor until the process was complete. He tugged at his restraints trying to see around the room. One of the scientists was coming in, he was wearing a standard lab coat. He walked up to Cade and grabbed a muzzle-like device from the machine that hung overhead. He brought it towards Cade's face. "W-what's going on?! W-wh-gack!!!" He had the muzzle secured around his snout, a tube inside of it going down his throat to fit snugly inside his esophagus. His eyes started to well up with tears as he tried not to throw up. 'Oh God, there really going to kill me!' he thought as the scientist reached up for a large tube about the size of Cade's wrist and brought it down between his legs. Cade couldn't see where the tube had gone, and his thoughts turned back toward the pipe threatening to suffocate him. Then he felt something wet squirt on his bum. 'What the fuck are they doing to my ass?!' He screamed in his head. He thrashed at his restraints. Trying to find a way to get away from the pending penetration, but he was pinned. The doctor pressed down on Cade's stomach forcing him to lie still and accept the device that was to be used to seal Cade's fate and make the process permanent. Slowly the artificial phallic device made it's way between Cade's round, fuzzy ass cheeks, and continued to spew a seemingly endless amount lubricant. Cade continued to struggle while this was occurring. Then he felt the tube in his mouth start to vibrate, his eyes shot open and he watched as a translucent blue fluid flowed down, straight into his stomach. At that same moment the doctor took the tube that was in his hand and shoved it hard into Cade's tight anal chute. "Gurghaggh" was all Cade could get out around the mouthpiece as he felt the pain of loosing his virginity shot up his spine sending messages of pure agony. The doctor didn't even bother with his subject well being, he just continued to ram the hose deeper into Cade's sore pucker. Cade continued to gurgle into the muzzle device even after he no longer felt the tube trying to force its way past his sphincter. He could feel the fluid collecting in his stomach stretching his slender frame to accommodate what would later be used to complete his transformation. The tube in his ass started to vibrate like the first one was, and Cade could feel it rubbing against something deep in his bowls that he'd never felt before, it caused a new sensation to pulse through his body, alongside the pain, something he had almost forgotten existed while he was trapped here. He started to feel pleasure snake its way towards his crotch. 'This can't be happening, I'm not a fag!' he clenched his eyes shut trying to forget about the feeling coursing through his body, urging him to enjoy every second of what was once torture. The stretching that was affecting his stomach was now going through his bowls as well, forcing more pleasure on his sensitive prostate. His penis began to respond to what his mind was fighting to ignore. 'Oh, please God no.' the begged his member to go back down, but it was too late. The scientist took the simi-erect dick and stuffed it into another device that began methodically sucking and vibrating on Cade's traitor of a cock. Waves of pleasure soared through his body. For the smallest of moments Cade was in heaven, but a moment was all that he needed. He let go of his fears of being discriminated against for enjoying this and gave in to the endless feeling of joy vibrating throughout his whole being. Cade began trusting into the pump attached to his throbbing cock, urging it to finish the job quickly, while the remaining attachments finished introducing the chemicals that would steal what was left of his humanity. His stomach was bloated, so much so that he couldn't even see his own dick, which was quickly being worked to the point of orgasm; he only needed one more push to reach the edge. The push he received was entirely unexpected as the scientist placed Cade's stomach and started to rub. He never felt this good from being rubbed before, it was like all of his nerves had moved to that one spot and his entire being was in that one had resting upon his abdomen. Moaning in sheer ecstasy he came into the pump releasing that pent up energy as pint after pint of his seemingly endless supply of his spunk was greedily sucked up with a vacuum like force that pulled and tugged on his throbbing pole extracting more of his seed with every suck, removing what was left of his human seed and preventing him from ever copulating as his body processed a sterile fluid to replace it. He was completely drained, but the machine kept sucking, sending his body in to tremors of pleasure/pain as his over sensitive sex was ceaselessly tormented. He started to scream through the now empty tube lodged in his throat. After only a few seconds that seemed like an eternity for poor Cade, the hose was removed followed by the two other devices. The scientist left the room and shortly after the two handlers returned into view, unbuckling Cade and pulling him so that he was left sitting up on the steel slab. He looked down at his distended belly; he looked and felt like he was pregnant with twins. He played with his belly button, which popped and looked like what its name was intended to suggest. He moaned out in pleasure as he cupped his large tummy and tried to stand. If walking on his hooves was hard at first this was nearly impossible, but somehow he made it. And slowly made his way back to his cell. Wobbling towards a fresh pile of hay he flopped down, and passed out. As he drifted off he wondered how long his tummy would stay like that, then went out like a light. As he slept he dreamed of babies and being a mother.