From Horz To Whore
Story by Fluxxx on SoFurry
Teotral is captured by a group determined to do away with horz, by turning their stallions into breeders.
Male to cuntboy transformation
Teotral strolled to his car tiredly, darkness settling over the parking lot. Another day's work done, another day's meaningless work, but at least it meant a paycheck. Once this had been his people's land, the horz were here first, but it mattered little when the humans came. Superior in both numbers and weapons, they claimed the land for themselves and took it easily.
These days horz were equals, at least in the eyes of the law, but the people still saw them as simple dumb animals, fit for little but menial labor. Some cursed the rise of big retail, but for horz, it was a blessing. They treated their workers badly, treating them barely better than animals, but at least all were equal in their eyes, equal as disposable labor.
His key slid into the door lock as the side door of a van behind him opened. He didn't think much of it until a hand reached around, pressing a moist cloth to his muzzle even as two others helped pin him to the car. Despite his strength, he couldn't throw them off, struggling as he breathed through the cloth, the air sweet, darkness soon arriving on the edge of his vision. Bucking, he tried desperately to throw them off, hoping to escape even as the darkness swallowed him.
Light, bright, bright light… too bright. He was in a hospital.. Or at least a doctor's office. And naked. Naked and tied down on an exam table, his legs resting in stirrups, straps holding them there. As awareness flooded over him, he tugged and pulled at his bonds, trying tto cry for help only to realize he was gagged. Looking up, he saw the ceiling was mirrored, letting him look down at himself. A large blue ball filled his mouth, contrasting sharply with his dark brown fur, straps wrapping around both his head and his muzzle, ensuring it stayed there.
Someone must've heard his struggles, as the door soon opened. A woman stepped in, smiling coldly at him, “Well, I see you've woken up. Good, then we can get to work dealing with you." As she crouched beside the table, his ears twitched as he heard her open a panel on the table that he couldn't see. Standing, she held a milking tube in his hands, a clear plastic tube with a soft rubber lining hanging loosely in it.
Taking hold of his cock, she guided it to the tube even as her foot hit the switch to activate it. A hissing sound escaped it as it drew in his cock. He moaned through the gag as it took hold of his cock, enjoying the sensation despite himself. The pressure lowered, the lining loosening on his cock, only to tighten as the pressure increased. Slowly, rhythmically, it cycled, loose, tight, loose, tight, the liner stroking his cock, quickly bringing the thick mottled shaft to full attention.
Her smirk was the last thing he saw before she disappeared from site, fetching something else from the table. Standing up, she held a butt plug in her hands, not that he knew what it was, just that it was a sex toy that got progressively larger until suddenly narrowing only to end with a plate on the end. A plate with a hose running back to the table just as the one draining his cock did. It glistened with lube, and she quickly pressed it under his tail. He struggled hard, not liking this, trying to get away. Cackling she smirked at him, “What, don't you want this? You'd be limp if you didn't, wouldn't you?"
He closed his eyes as he struggled, trying to ignore her, trying to ignore how his cock stayed hard despite his horror at where she was forcing that thing. The machine sucked relentlessly on his cock, keeping him hard despite himself, drawing him closer to the edge, tears coming from his eyes as she forced the toy into his virgin ass. Just as it reached it's widest part, just as it slipped in, the machine drew him to his peak, his muscles tensing as he came, flooding the tube with cum that disappeared down the hose.
Watching his ass close around the base of the plug, “Just like all of you animals, you liked getting it in your ass, didn't you?" She didn't expect an answer, he certainly couldn't answer with that gag in his mouth, nor did she care to hear what he had to say. Flipping a switch, the machine pumped a thick liquid into him slowly, while she walked over to a nearby cabinet and fetched a syringe. Testing it as she walked back, she pulled a stool with her. Feeling along the inside of his thigh, she picked out a vein and thrust the needle in. Pushing the plunger, she drove the contents into him.
“I suppose I should thank you animals for this, your work on potions has come in very handy for is, especially when combined with real medicine, not the stuff you savages call medicine."
Teotral moaned, he didn't like needles, but he liked the butt plug even less. And he hated that something was pouring into him. Cold, it was uncomfortable but tolerable at first. Then the itching started in his groin, though it wasn't enough to stop him from cumming. In fact as the minutes ticked by, he came again, and again, each time more easily, though the stream was weaker. The itch got worse, but that was tolerable, what was worse was how full he was. The flow had stopped, but so much was in him, and he felt a heat coursing through his body.
She sat there watching, smirking the whole time, knowing it itched, but knowing that he had no idea what was happening. She wondered when he'd remember the mirrors on the ceiling, when he'd watch what was happening. She could see it, his balls were smaller, his sack shrinking and pulling them to his groin. Each time he came, they shrunk visibly, as did his cock. It would take about an hour, but that was fine, an hour wasn't long when fixing a mistake.
Nearly an hour had passed, what had been nearly fourteen inches of horze cock was barely an inch now. His balls were gone, though his body was still trying to cum. His sack was gone, now a fresh new cunt rested there, thick lipped and glistening with moisture.
Half an hour ago he'd realized what was happening, he'd seen in the mirrors that his cock and balls were shrinking. He'd struggled, fought against the bindings, screamed into the gag. They always did that, but it didn't matter, they'd never gotten free. Oh the first few had, but they'd learned, that didn't happen any more.
Watching the last of the shrinkage, the tube falling from his clit, swollen from the suction, she smiled. “There, all done, no more annoying cock." Walking back to the cabinet, she picked up a speculum, “Let's make sure everything formed right." Spreading his lips with her fingers, she pushed the cold speculum in, grinning cruelly as he flinched, trying to escape. A quick hard squeeze on the handles forced the blades open, spreading it to its fullest, ripping his new vagina open. No flashlight was needed to see inside as widespread as he was.
“Perfect, all ready for breeding. You know what happens with you animals when you get bred, right? You give birth to the species the father is, and we're going to get rid of every male horz there is, turning you into nothing but breeding freaks with nothing to fuck you but men. Human males, filling your horz wombs with baby humans. Soon you animals will be nothing more than a memory, and soon enough we'll erase even that."
Reaching down, she grabbed the plug in his ass, suddenly yanking it free, drawing a muffled scream from him. As she did so, she stayed to the side, allowing the contents, the unabsorbed potion to spray out onto the floor. Disconnecting it, she tossed the plug into a nearby bucket. Then she thumbed the lock release, allowing the speculum to snap shut. Yanking it from his pussy, she tossed it into the same bucket.
Fetching another needle from the counter, she smiled, “Time to check out," jabbing it in and pressing the plunger. Warmth washed over him, as did the darkness.
He woke slowly, looking around groggily… he was in the back of a van, likely the one his attackers had used. He was unbound, naked, but weak. Slowly his strength returned, too slowly. Suddenly the van stopped, throwing him against the wall at the front. The side door suddenly slid open, hands reaching in to grab him. Despite his struggles, they yanked him from the van, throwing him unceremoniously to the sidewalk. He struggled to stand as they jumped into the van, tires squealing as they pulled away, leaving him there.
As he got to his hooves, he looked around, trying to get his bearings. He was in the city, and not a good part of it, the streets dirty, graffiti on many of the buildings. Nervously he started walking, looking around. Fully dressed and full strength, he'd have still been nervous about being in this neighborhood, but naked, weak and made into something that wasn't quite male? He wasn't nervous, he was terrified, the animal in him screaming for him to run, any where, just run, run away.
He kept close to the buildings, looking for an alley, a trashcan, a scrap of cloth to cover himself. He looked around, hoping no one would see him, that no one would notice. Hopes that were quickly dashed as he heard a voice. Looking, he saw a gang… no, a herd, that's what they called themselves now, they stole that word from his people. A herd headed his way, they'd noticed him, splitting, four of the men stepping into his path, the other four coming up from behind.
“What's a horz doing down here? Especially a freak like you?"
“Please, I'm just trying to get home."
“Like that? You ain't getting no where," the leader said as he stepped back, letting the men behind Teotral push him forward, herding him, guiding him to a nearby alley. He knew he was in trouble, he looked around, maybe there was a cop around, maybe someone would help, but the streets were empty, conspicuously empty, no one was stupid enough to interfere with this group.
They drove him into the alley, some times with a push or a shove, but mostly just by being there. Eight men, a wall of humans, a wall forcing him backwards deeper down the alley. The street disappeared, the light dimmed, the surrounding buildings covering the alley in shadows.
“If you want out, you're going to have to earn it," growled the leader as he drew down his zipper.
The horz froze, “Please, you can't do this, I'm not a mare."
“No you ain't, but you is close enough; grab it boys." Four of them grabbed him, he struggled as they pulled him down, one holding each wrist, the others moving to grab his ankles. Pulling his legs wide, they held him as their leader kneeled between his legs, holding his cock, guiding it to his cunt. Placing a hand next to the horz, he suddenly thrust forward, releasing his cock as he drove it in, placing his hand on the ground opposite the first one, sneering down as he drove himself into the hilt. “Loose slut, probably likes those big horz cocks." Thrusting he smirked, “Maybe you like something even better, I bet you like going to the horse track, sneaking into the stables to get a nice fat horse cock, don't you?"
Teo shook his head, “Noo," trying to look away only to have one of the men standing around kneel and grab his head. “Please, you can't do this, this is rape," the men only laughing at his words.
“What about it freak? You think anyone's going to do something," the leader said as he looked at the two remaining men. Nodding to them, it was clear that they'd done this before as they whipped their cocks out and began stroking them. The leader thrust in and out, driving hard into Teo's cunt, grunting as he worked. It didn't take too long for him to reach the peak, making a woman, mare or a freak like this take his cock was nearly enough to drive him over the edge. Soon he came, his seed exploding into the horz cunt he was using. Pulling free, he stood up just as the two men that'd been stroking their cocks came, splattering Teo's fur with their cum. He laughed, spitting on the horz face as it was released, “How's that slut?"
“Please, you've had your fun, let me go."
“Go? Hell no, we're only just getting started." his place being taken by one of the men that'd been holding an ankle. Like the leader, he hilted in one stroke, but he grabbed Teo as he stood up, pulling the poor horz with him. The other men let go, one of the rest men walking up behind, spitting into his hand as he stroked his cock. His other hand grabbed the tail that was in his way, yanking it out as he suddenly thrust into that horz ass. One stroke wasn't enough to hilt him, but as his friend started to fuck that cunt, he thrust again, and again, working his way in. He was tight sandwiched like this, and the two men soon established a rhythm, enjoying using his holes. Before too long, they came, filling him with more seed.
He panted and whimpered, wanting to get away, but there was no way he could fight his way free of the eight men taking their turns. More than an hour passed, the men passing him around, sometimes dropping him, sometimes throwing him down. On all fours like a bitch, on his back, his cunt, ass and mouth were used, each men taking a turn on each. After all eight cocks had used his cunt, his poor abused and loose cunt, they decided to tighten it by fucking it in pairs. Two cocks slamming into it, or sometimes into his ass.
Over and over they used him, cum in every hole, especially his cunt. Cum covering him, drying into his fur. Cum matted his fur and mane, but it was enough to stop them from using his mane to pull him back, to fuck him harder.
Tears ran down his face, but not just from pain or humiliation. Nor from fear or desperation. No, tears ran down his face as he realized he was enjoying this, being used like this, reduced to a piece of meat, a worthless cunt to be used.
As the men stepped away, finally done with him, the leader through a couple bucks on him, “There, bus fare so you can get home."
He watched them walk away, part of him wanting to follow, wanting to beg them to keep using him. Ask them to find more men to use him. He wanted to be used, he would have let them fuck him right there in the middle of the street, sharing him with the entire neighborhood. Anything to feel his loose sloppy cunt filled, used, he didn't care any more, he just wanted to be fucked.