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In a modern city sits a single storefront among many others. The outer walls are glass and seen on the inside is a single simple room. It is very clean, well lit, and has only a door to the right and a single kiosk to the left. People go in from time to time, and rarer still, people go in the door. But no one comes out.

Late one night, Andrew was making his way home, cutting through the downtown after a boring evening of work at the dorms. Exams were done the week before, and he had been snatching up all the time he could before the summer took over and his job closed its doors until the fall. As he made his way past the store with the glass front, the kiosk lit up, his face appearing on the screen with a smile. The machine started to show images of money as well, even throwing in what looked like ‘forty hours a week!’. Blinking at how it seemed to be tailored just for him, he stepped on inside the slightly cool room, approaching the machine as a voice started from the cheap looking speakers on the sides.

“A job and pay for the summer, become a tester for Sibergon labs. A full body experience!”

Andrew gave the machine a frown, but when the machine offered a few hundred dollars as a ‘sign on’ bonus, he signed the old digital signature pad, took his cash and made his way over to the door that rarely opened. Stepping inside and hearing the door shut behind him, he found he was in a long hallway with a reception area at the end. A little green light down there started to gently flash, and tired as he was, he started walking down that way.

Andrew was six foot one, a bit of a gut, and wearing his jeans and shirt with his wild black hair. He plodded along, stuffing that cash in his pocket as he fumbled with his phone to check it for messages from his favorite chats. When he looked up again, there was a young red haired woman, wearing a simple white nurse outfit as she called Andrew over.

“Hi! I heard someone just signed on to be part of our team! Hi, my name is Naan! Just come on back into the lab 7, testing bay 4. I’ll get you set up for the first experience, just to get a benchmark!”

Andrew nodded his head to this, giving a faint smile. He followed along, unable to see the eyes of the woman. Magic swirling in them as his desires to object and question getting cut off, replaced with thoughts that this was what he wanted. And he wanted money and not to have any worries. He walked a few steps behind her as he was lead to the lab door. Opening up the door, Andrew could see what must have been a massive lab, with each test bay making different noises and curtained off to keep him from seeing what was inside them.

Naan led Andrew to testing bay 4, holding the curtain aside before following the human on in. In the middle of the bay was a single barrel looking machine, while the walls had various pieces of electrical and chemical engineering equipment left about. Walking over to the machine, Naan opened it up, the machine on some large hinges on one side and revealing what looked to be a decently padded place where he could rest on his hands and knees.

“Just remember, relax, the machine is just making a new baseline! After you’re done, I’ll be waiting!” she said, as the male climbed up where there were markings to put his feet. Getting down into place, the magical haze inside his mind told him everything was going to be okay, and this was a full body experience! Naan closed the machine over the human, engaging the motors before she let her magical guise drop.

Taking up a good deal of room, the Quetzalcoatl gently tapped on the side of the machine marked ‘Sibergon Labs’ before she made her way to the second store front. There were customers waiting, and she had just gotten new product in.

Inside the machine, the armrests adjusted, the floor and sides adjusted, slowly closing in around the human as his clothes slowly melted away from his form. The only light inside the dark machine was a small viewing screen that started playing a familiar werewolf movie. With a simple KER-CHUNK! The machine started stirring to life, making him feel good as what felt like a wave of pressure stroked forwards and backwards in the machine. Stretching, tugging, pulling, squeezing, slowly getting his body to roll forwards and backwards in pleasure. Unable to see his form slowly becoming more soft, pliable.

Outside, the Quetzalcoatl named Naan had finished her bargain and contract with a werewolf, one that had desired much larger endowments. Ones that would make him the envy of males and females. To secure his status as a breeding alpha. He had turned to this shop in the dark alley that claimed it could give him a much better sex life for a stupidly high cost. He was already naked, having been told to prepare himself as he idly stroked his half hard cock, lubed up with his own pre.

The machine, getting ready, had been fed the desired program, moved quicker and quicker, the human inside softly groaning with pleasure as it felt like he was being stroked from head to toe, again and again, as his werewolf movie started getting more risqué. It showed a werewolf in a waiting room, stroking his cock before being lead down a similar hallway. This lucky wolf had just bought himself a special gift, walking up to a barrel shaped machine from Sibergon Labs, one that was just like the one he was in, but instead of opening at the side, only a single hole at the back opened, like a glory hole. Leaning in close, he could also see some ass like a glory hole there, waiting exposed for the wolf as a bit of chilly air reached his own rear.

There werewolf stepped up, having been given the instructions to mount the machine, and when the green light came on, he could pull himself free. Stroking his length a few more times, barely larger then his own paw, he moved into position before he started to press in. His cocktip slowly spreading the warm hole wider. It was braced, so it couldn’t slip away as he slowly keeps going deeper and deeper. He growled out his pleasure, feeling his forming knot keep him from going deeper. He’d been warned not to wait to long, and to knot as quick as possible for the best experience, so he started to thrust, deeper into that warm slick hold, forcing it to spread wider and wider around his knot…

Andrew could see everything happening, and when the wolf started to spread him open, the dread that he was a part of this movie was confirmed. His body stretching around that werewolf as he tried to bang the insides of the machine to get free. It was no use, nothing would let him out from his greed as he felt that wolfcock press halfway into his gut when he felt that knot ripping him open, spreading him ever wider. The machine was compressing him down, his legs and knees spread out as they started forming into a larger knot, while his arms started to stick against his sides, melting in as he felt blood pumping through the veiny material. His own head slowly shaped and remolded, pulled and tugged until it was a fine canine cocktip, and while his facial features melted away, his mind cried out to be let free, his eyes unable to close and seeing everything.

The werewolf gave a few more hard thrusts before he buried his bone, knotting that nice warm hole. The tight flesh around his prick felt amazing, as he started to feel the pulling and tugging of the machine. It was like his cock was in a giant milker, bringing him closer to orgasm with every pull and tug up and down his length. He curled his toes, not wanting to cum quite yet, the machine not having lit up yet to allow him the pleasure as he was kept on edge.

Inside, helpless, in the shape of a wolf cock, a large thick metal pole slid in from where the video was playing. It approached the former-humans mouth-cumslit before pushing in. Going deeper and deeper, he tried to gag, tried to spit, anything to keep this sounding rod from going. But it kept pushing and pushing, down his throat, and neck, into what used to be his chest and hips before it reached the werewolf so deep within him. The inner flesh connected up right, as band of tight fitting latex was cast around behind his knot, sigils and runes around it that kept his soul right there, unable to escape, as well as claiming it for the Quetzalcoatl should the band be broken.

The machine picked up speed once more down the new large wolf cock, forcing the pleasure to peak nice and hard. Outside the machine, the lights turned green for the wolf, who was finally allowed to cum, having felt himself get sounded and a thick cockring put around the base of his prick. Thrusting a few hard times, the werewolf’s orbs pulled tight before waves of hot cum was forced down the length of the new cock, the once-human unable to do a thing a moment before his body went entirely stiff, and salty, musky, werewolf cum shot out the other end of the machine.

Slowly the machine opened up, the cock slowly going soft and pulling back into its new sheath. It was massive, nearly four feet long, half the body size of the new alpha. He had a pack of wolves he needed to dominate tonight, and he was going to fuck each and every one into submission. By springtime, his pups would be around.

Back in a master storage closet, the Quetzalcoatl smiled at the now happy customer. Another success of the machine from Sibergon Labs. She was a god, that was no longer relevant. With her deal with Renzyl, she got to occupy the dimensional nexus point. And when the new owners became tired of their new cocks and voided the contract by cutting the latex cock ring bond, well, that humans soul would be hers. Her own servants to serve a god. Forever.