#xenozoophilia
You’re standing in line, waiting to be walked through the machine that will wipe your mind of any conscious desires, thoughts and feelings. You’re going to become a hopelessly devoted slave to any monster that wants you.
And given by how many girls - and boys - are in front of and behind you, there’s going to be a lot. Your stomach tingles with excitement as you slowly approach the machine. It’s a giant piece of technology, with wires and buttons you can’ even begin to imagine what can do.
Then suddenly the guards call your name, and it’s your turn. Surprised - there are still at least five persons in front of you - you walk to the guards, and they push you through the machine without warning. You barely have time to ask what the hell is going on before it’s dark all around you, and the only thing you can hear is the faint buzzing of the machine working.
You’re overcome with excitement but also nervousness. What will it feel like? Will it hurt? Will you still be able to feel emotions when the transfrmation is done?
After a few seconds in complete darkness and almost complete silence, you feel something move around your head, and while you want to scream and move away, you let the thing do its thing.
And then there’s nothing more than blissful emptiness. There are no worries, there is no stress, no anxiety and bad feelings, nothing. You’re content and light-headed, and when the machine opens again, you start feeling even more excited about the prospect of being a sex slave for the monsters.
You’re led to another room that is long and narrow, with doors on each side. On each door is a name, and by some of the doors, girls and boys are eagerly awaiting permission to step inside their respective rooms.
Butterflies start flapping around in your stomach. Your eyes dart from person to person, and all of them look like they just won the lottery. You feel exactly the same way, and it’s amazing.
You’re led to your door and ordered to wait until further command. So you do just that. You stand and wait, watching as girl after girl and boy after boy is being shown their door. You notice that some of the slaves who has been here for a while start getting impatient, tapping their feet and shifting their stance every so often. You feel with them; you can’t wait to do your job, either.
And then, finally, the guards bellow “Enter!” from the end of the hallway, and as if one person, every slave opens their door at the same time and enters.
Your room is sparsely decorated; a bed, a night-stand with a potted plant on top, a dresser in one corner, and a chair in the other. At one end of the room is a cage, just suitable for someone your size. Chills race up and down your spine as you imagine what sort of situations you will get into here.
Not two minutes later, you hear the door open, and the first monster enters.
From then on, there’s nothing for you to do but fulfill whatever degrading and dehumanizing desires each monster has. You’re forced to take load after load in your hole and on your face, deep down your throat. You’re made a public urinal as some of then piss on you before deciding to fuck you anyway.
You’re chained to the bars of the cage via a thick posture collar so that you can’t do anything else but look up at the monster destroying your throat. Your whimpers and cries dry out against the giant cock, and the monster behind you tries even harder to pull noises from you, slamming their own fat dick as deep inside you as possible, and occasionally it feels as if it tears right through you.
Monster after monster waits in line to fuck you, and there are times where you don’t get to sleep until your body simply shuts down from exhaustion. And even then, the monsters keep using your young and fertile body for their filthy desires.
You’re made to suck off limp and sweaty monster dicks and let yourself be bred over and over again. Even at night, when you’re supposed to sleep, you will often wake up to the feeling of something slipping in and out of your loose and abused hole. It is no news to you at this point, and you often manage to fall right back asleep after getting a good look of the monster.
You enjoy this life. There’s no expectations of you, except that you give yoursef wholly and completely to the never-ending stream of mosters waiting to fuck and abuse you.
And you are more than happy to do just that.
