AUTHOR NOTE: This story begins as a gay male story, and begins to transition as a sissy is enslaved and force femininized. The pronouns reflect this transition. Story inspired by the Earth 2345 series created by D.O. Celliophonic.
https://www.nifty.org/nifty/transgender/Magic-ScFi/earth-2345/
Chapter 1
The artificial light and forced air made everything feel unnatural. Mind you, what was natural? Mica didn't really know, well, anything.
The young slave boy followed his master and the doctor into the clinic. Mica was purchased at the slave market only yesterday, and had imagined all sorts of terrible things being done to him. Thus far, he was untouched, but whatever was happening at this clinic would not be to his benefit.
Medical staff moved about the clinic, but it seemed rather quiet. Dr. Virtaneen guided them down the corridor, only making the odd remark to Mica's master.
Mica knew better than to resist. Weak effeminate slave boys like him never fared well when they fought back or tried to escape.
They arrived at a large observation room with a large one-way mirror along the main wall. In the next room, they could see some sexual activity had begun.
Dr. Virtaneen confirmed, "It is a one-way mirror, Mr. Rohan. They cannot see us. However, all our clients are informed that they are routinely monitored throughout these breeding sessions."
Rohan gave a sideways glance at the doctor. Truthfully, he found the doctor's gleeful manner rather annoying. He was like a mad scientist eager to show off his new toy. Yet, he suppressed any distaste he had for the doctor as he did have an interest in this latest invention. He wanted to test this medical marvel with his new slave.
Rohan's attention turned to the other room. On a small bed there was a giant muscular black man who had mounted the pale slaveboy kneeling before him.
"Unfortunately, we have missed the initial breach, but it appears they have just begun."
The doctor's words were clinical for such an erotic act. The beautiful slaveboy was getting fucked, violated, raped. The mere sight stirred Rohan's loins.
"I have brought up the Intro Monitor for you to watch as well." Dr. Virtaneen was highlighting another one of his toys. "This provides us with a high-definition view inside the human body. In this case, the boy's rectum. It is also used for surgery, so doctors and staff can follow the progress of a procedure, allowing us to deal with any complications. We utilize it to view penetration, copulation and to verify conception. We will also be able to watch the actual birth from the inside when the time comes."
Mica looked nervously at the doctor, and then to his new master. He didn't know what this was all about. He didn't even know what to expect from his new master. Since he was only purchased yesterday, and had not yet been used, it was not clear how Rohan intended to use him. He had overheard that his master was a famous wrestler, but didn't know if this was true. He did have the size and muscles for it, so it felt true. Mica in contrast was a small girly-boy slave, and still a virgin. He knew that no matter the plans, fate was not kind to effeminate sissy boys who had just come of age and were now subject to the wanton desires of their masters.
Rohan was only half listening to the doctor. His attention had been taken over by the scene unfolding before him. He ignored the monitors throughout the room, and focused on the man and his boy in the next room. The boy was beautiful, with the smoothest pale white skin, slender figure, and a penis that was so small it was barely visible. The boy was on his hands and knees, trapped under the ebony giant who knelt behind him in the traditional mounting position. The man was already buried fully in the lad's behind, and had only begun his rut. The force of his thrusts caused the boy to squeal.
Mica was both entranced and frightened. The man's muscular build was breathtaking. Yet still, to have that massive cock inside your ass. The boy's pain must be immense.
"There you are, sir. The Intro is up and running." The doctor's words broke through their thoughts and they both looked away from the erotic sight to view the screen, now flickering slightly, but otherwise capturing a perfect vision of just what was going on inside the youngling's stretched anal cavity. They could clearly see the immense length and girth of the black man's cock, and the boy's innards desperately straining to fit it all in. Rohan looked at Mica, imagining the tightness and the heat inside his slave's hole, and his own prick started to harden a bit, shifting in his breeches.
Mica, sensing his master's thoughts, wanted to back away, but there was nowhere to go.
The boy in the room had been screaming at first, from the pain no doubt. But as they watched, it was clear that the pain was swiftly turning to pleasure and it was not long before the lad was screaming with utter bliss and craving, craving for his master's massive erection and the need to be impregnated.
Both Rohan and Mica were transfixed by the moans coming from the boy.
Dr. Virtaneen proceeded to explain what was happening, beyond the obvious. "The sheath releases estrogen and other hormones into the boy's system, enhancing his natural femininity, and making him desire being penetrated." The doctor only spoke to Rohan, and only glanced at Mica occasionally with a wicked smile.
The doctor's furtive glances reinforced the knowledge that it would soon be Mica's turn to be mounted, and to cry out with pain and pleasure.
The doctor proceeded to explain with the same self-congratulatory tone. "It is an artificial biological need to become pregnant and procreate. It is an unstoppable wave of necessity when they are in heat like this. Even the pain of sexual penetration turns to pleasure as they begin to accept their place. I've found that many clients appreciate that the procedure transforms the boys from unwilling participants to eager horny submissives. I gather appears that it appeals to you as well, Mr. Rohan?"
Rohan glanced at the doctor and realized that he had been referring Rohan's now very visible erection. He was somewhat unnerved by this attention, but he had no reason to be embarrassed. He was well endowed and it was no surprise that someone had noticed that fact, especially since he found himself now aroused.
Mica pondered the doctor's words, even though no one was speaking to him. He was certainly an unwilling participant in all this. He could not imagine ever longing to have his ass forcefully penetrated by such a massive cock. His mind drifted to thoughts of how he could escape?
Mica looked at his master's erection with fear. He knew it was only a matter of time before he would have this monster stretching out his bottom.
Rohan noted that the doctor seemed to be getting off on all of this as well. Was it the power he held over these boys? The ability he had to force feminize them, to compel them to carry a child to term? Whatever it was, Rohan still found Virtaneen to be contemptible, but also very useful and knowledgeable.
In the next room, the black giant was now forcefully ploughing into the slave boy's ass. starting his rut. He thrust with such brute strength that the boy was near breathless, but for the screams and moans. It was a wonder to behold. The cute slaveboy was now flat on his stomach, his own aching boner pressed hard into the mattress beneath them. The lower position only heigtened the ebony master's intensity. He powered into the unprotected opening between his slave's perfect twin globes.
His potency was evident to the three unseen onlookers in the observation room who gazed at the ebony master's monster cock. It glistened from the lubricant, and whatever wetness the installed boy's sheath provided. Again and again, the massive shaft stretched and pounded into the boy's tight ass pussy.
Rohan had a hard time diverting his attention from the intense sexual domination they were witnessing. Yet, he wanted to get a feel for how the entire process worked, so he turned his attention back to the Intro Monitor.
Fascinating', he thought. It was truly incredible how he could see inside the boy's body with crystal clarity. Every thrust of that Nubian prick into the writhing, squirming innards was captured on high definition television. He could see the kid's guts, pink and wet, getting stuffed with rigid man cock, gripping that pole, relaxing, gripping, relaxing. He could see where the sheath had been fitted, although it looked quite natural and appeared to cause the wearer' no discomfort.
Mica followed his master's eyes, and looked at the screen as well. How was the young boy able to take that massive shaft inside of him? How was he going to endure Rohan's cock when his time came?
"AARRRGGGHHH! FUUUUUUCK! Get Ready Bitch Boy! I'm Cumming in Your Tight Ass! And You're Going to Take Every Last Drop of My Cum!" The ebony giant bellowed to the boy beneath him.
Rohan looked up, startled by the man's ferocious roar.
Mica shuddered, having never heard such a loud and commanding shout.
The Nubian giant had been almost completely silent to that point, but now apparently, felt the need to voice his pleasure to the world. The boy beneath him was a whimpering, moaning, thrashing bitch who was screaming himself hoarse. The kid had arched his back up into his master's thrusts and was biting the sheets hard.
Rohan was fascinated. His eyes darting between the two lovers, and the monitor showing the boy's stretched anus. The black master hammered in one last time, balls deep and then held himself there in the lush, steamy rectal grip as he shot his copious load.
On the monitor, they could watch the sperm literally fire out of the tip of the black man's cock and coat the boy's insides with his master's hot and sticky sperm. The boy screamed out an almost simultaneous orgasm as he accepted, willingly or not, the Nubian's seed. A green light suddenly appeared on the monitor. A successful impregnation.
Rohan rubbed his massive hand along Luka's ass, and gently squeezed. Anxious for the moment that his seed would be pumped into his own pretty slave.
Mica looked up at his master nervously. He dared not move or resist for fear of his master's wrath. He could only accept his master's demanding touch, and know his time would come.
The ebony giant collapsed onto the bed, rolling to the side of his slave. His chest rose and fell like waves as he gasped for breath.
The boy, too, was gulping air into his lungs as if it might be the last breath he would ever take. He turned to his side, staring into his master's eyes. He then leaned in and gave him a light kiss on the lips.
The black master did not turn away and soon the two males were lip locked. It was becoming apparent that it might not be too long before another coupling would take place. The boy was already hard as a rock again, and his master's arousal was also apparent. This time, the ebony giant's stamina would be even greater.
"You see the response from the boys, Mr. Rohan?" The doctor noted. "They are very... receptive to their man. Very responsive, as most men like in their sexual partners. Again, the sheath causes their hormones to heighten and, very similar to an actual vagina, secrete pheromones and a lubricant. We have made it so the hormones actually affect them mentally and emotionally as well. This results in their craving for a man's penis inside them, they actually feel what a women feels when she has sexual desire."
Mica had observed this as well. The slave had indeed raised his buttocks to take more of his master inside. Was it possible to find joy in completely surrendering?
"In essence," the doctor continued, "they are females trapped in male bodies. And of course, we add the womb so they can truly conceive and give birth... It's all quite ingenious, really." Dr. Virtaneen was clearly quite pleased with himself and his explanation of things was like bragging. Rohan said nothing. The results spoke for themselves.
Mica looked nervously at the doctor and his master. Womb? What did that mean? No answer would be forthcoming even if he had given voice to his questions. No matter what was going on, it was clear he had no say.
Rohan ignored his young slave, except for his hand that rested on his youngling's bottom. "Yes, I see the kid's response, Doctor. And I must admit, it's everything I was hoping for and more. The boy's intensity was just as I recall from my limited exposure to the technology. Quite breathtaking, in fact..."
Mica shifted nervously, glancing alternatively between his master and the doctor. `This was just a form of mental conversion, wasn't it?' Luka was eager for answers, but none were forthcoming. He believed it was simply a mind alteration technique to make slaves more docile and responsive. Not unheard of. And perhaps not all that bad, if he could get some pleasure from his enslavement.
"Shall we move on, Sir? I believe you wished to view a birthing and we happen to have one occurring just about now." The doctor cleared his throat as he spoke.
Dr. Virtaneen wished his own erection would go down. It would allow him to concentrate, and to walk a bit easier. Yet, even though he had watched countless mating acts, viewing the black master and his slave-boy had been particularly arousing.
They proceeded out of the observation room, leaving the two lovers who continued to kiss and caress one another. The doctor, Mr. Rohan, and the slaveboy Mica walked further into the complex, arriving at another larger room.
Dr. Virtaneen guided them into the room. At one end of the room was a bank of display monitors a control panel, and various medical equipment. Along both sides were several small rooms, approximately a dozen rooms in all.
"The Birthing Unit, Mr. Rohan. Ground Zero, so to speak. Where everything comes to fruition..." Dr. Virtaneen cleared his throat again. He walked up to one of the smaller rooms, grabbed an electronic monitor hanging near the doorway, and briefly viewed the status report. "Patient #26751-7B is just about to enter the final stages of his pregnancy. The patient's name is Aveer. Let's check in on him shall we?" It wasn't really a question.
Rohan nodded his approval and was startled as the glass before them lit up with the flick of a switch.
`I'm not ready', Luka thought. But did not put his objection into words, knowing he had no say. Fearing the anger of his master.
Once again they gazed through a one-way mirror. On the bed inside the small room lay a boy, who could not have been older than eighteen or nineteen. Rohan could tell he was quite a beautiful lad, although his beauty was somewhat overtaken by his current state. His belly was rather bloated and it was immediately obvious that he was pregnant.
The boy was somewhat plump all over with baby fat, presumably gained during the pregnancy. He was very weary looking and sweating profusely. The bed was tilted slightly so his lower body was elevated. His legs were spread wide apart and rested in stirrups that rose up in connection to the bed. A couple of nurses were attending to him.
Mica stared through the mirror in shock. What was going on? It was a boy wasn't it? In fact, he could see the boy's small penis. So that answered that question. But he was pregnant. This was a birthing room. They were talking about the other boy's womb. My god, what were they doing? Is this what Rohan had planned for him?
Dr. Virtaneen stepped into the room, and spoke to the boy. "How are we doing, Aveer? I see from the report that you're starting to dilate, that's a good boy..."
The boy moaned and ran his hands over his distended stomach. "Please doctor, I want this to be over. It hurts so bad..."
"I know sweetie, and soon it will all be over. You just need to keep doing what the nurses tell you to do for little while longer."
Dr. Virtaneen stepped out of the small room to speak with Rohan. He lowered his voice so they could not be heard clearly by the boy, not wanting to frighten him further. "He's already dilated about 6 to 7 centimeters. Just a few more and he'll be ready to go. Shouldn't be more than a few minutes. Oh and in case you were wondering, we administer an enema early in the labour process which cleanses the anal passage, and switches off the body's need to have a bowel movement for the duration of the birthing procedure. You don't want to be worrying about defecation and infections at a time like this...."
He cast a lazy, fake smile at Rohan. The hulking retired wrestler glared back with an icy stare.
For the next few hours Rohan and Mica watched something happen that they thought would never be possible.
"Ohh Please! I need it out of me! Ohhh, please, make it stop!" The boy was begging and screaming. He was pushing hard, as the nurses directed him.
On the other side of the glass, Rohan and Mica could both see that his rectum was dilated tremendously and his entire body was working overtime to push that baby out.
Dr. Virtaneen was right in there overseeing the birth. The doctor and nurses were wet with sweat and bodily fluids from the boy. The screaming continued with the doctor encouraging and coaxing the boy to push, and then breathe.
Suddenly, they could see something. The head.
`Fascinating,' Rohan thought. The boy was actually going to give birth. The baby was passing through his asshole.
Rohan had Mica trapped in his embrace in front of him. He gently stroked the boy, and fondled his nipples. His erection pressed into his slave's back.
The next few minutes were utter torture for the pain-stricken lad as he pushed as hard as he could with his anal muscles, hollering at the top of his lungs to get the thing out of him. Rohan and Mica watched intently ad the kid's butthole continued to open up like a flower. The infant continued it's inexorable trek out of the body of it's "mother".
As the birthing persisted, Rohan knew that he not only wanted to be a father, but that he wanted to completely dominate Mica in this way. To take this pretty girly-boy as a wife and impregnate him. Damn, he had gotten hard watching this kid give birth.
Mica was trembling in his master's arms. `No, you can't do this to me.' He shuddered with every scream and whimper from Aveer. He keenly felt his master's erection pressed into his back. He could feel his master's deep breathing. Master Rohan wanted this. Master was aroused. Mica knew that he was a delicate girly-boy, just like Aveer who was crying out on the bed. And it was apparent that Master Rohan was going to impregnate him in the same way.
The baby was about half way out and Aveer was already beyond exhausted. Yet, there was more pushing to do and the nurses made him focus on what needed to be done. More agony, more pushing, more grunting, more screaming.
This went on for a while longer. Even Rohan found himself fatigued from Aveer's effort. Mica was in a state of panic but could not take his eyes away.
Aveer's swollen rectal ring was now gaping wide open, until finally, with one final colossal effort, the baby slid out.
Aveer heaved a great sigh of relief and promptly began sobbing. The emotional toll of giving birth finally catching up to him.
Rohan was overjoyed. The procedure was everything he imagined and more. Feeling Mica's delicate skin, as he held the boy tightly. His slave was clearly terrified, which made this all the more enjoyable.
Rohan had a raging hard on. Previously he would have his slave on his knees taking care of that with his mouth. Yet now he had something so much better in mind. And it only required some patience on his part.
Dr. Virtaneen emerged from the delivery room, all cleaned up. A large hospital orderly stood beside him. Rohan idly wondered how long the orderly had been there. He had been so consumed with the birth, he had not noticed him before.
"Well Mr. Rohan, it appears that the procedure agrees with you." The doctor stated the obvious.
The retired wrestler had a gleam in his eye, and a huge erection. "Yes doctor, very much so."
Mica was struggling to get free, but could not budge from his master's strong arms.
The doctor and Rohan looked at the boy and then smiled to one another, amused by the slave boy struggling in vain.
"Shall we proceed with the implant of a sheath for your pretty slave?"
"No!" Mica cried out.
Rohan delivered a harsh slap to the boy's bottom. "Hush slave."
Then, looking at the doctor. "Yes, let's proceed."
Mica was now crying as the doctor and the orderly grabbed a hold of him, and began leading him out another door. "Please master, don't do this to me. Please, I can't bear it. I'm a boy. I can't be impregnated."
His cries could be heard as they dragged him down the hall.
Rohan smiled to himself, enjoying the fading pleas from his pretty slave boy. `You can, and you will bear my child Mica', he thought. The next time he saw the boy, Mica would have his sheath, and he would be mounting him.
He had an erection just thinking about it.