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Dirty Load 2

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Written by: Zylen Andel

The door to the large laundry room used by the Andel's Handel staff opened to reveal the two owners of the brothel. While Apollo was only an owner by proxy because of his relationship with Zylen, the employees treated him with the same respect they gave to Zylen. The pair of avian males each carried a basket of used clothing that needed to be washed and cleaned for the next time they would be worn and used to entertain the various club's clients.

"That's the last of them, I think." Zylen said as he put his basket of dirty clothes down. The hybrid turned to his boyfriend with a sly smile, "So, Sanela turned you into a stool huh? That must've been fun for you."

Apollo set his basket down and growled a bit in irritation, but was unable to hide his blush, "You hush now. You know he doesn't give people a choice." The blue jay smiled and his blush deepened, "But yeah... it was fun."

"No worries, love," Zylen walked over and grabbed Apollo's hands softly, "if I was trapped under his fat ass as a stool, I'd have a boner too."

"Huh?" Sensing what was meant by that comment, the blushing bird glanced down and beheld a tent in his lose shorts. Apollo looked up at his lover, "I can't resist a good transformation. Now, what do you say we get this laundry started so we can find some fun to have?"

Zylen smirked and leaned in giving his beau a loving peck on his cheek, "Sounds like a plan."

Invisible to the two avians currently picking up some of the dirty clothes, Sanela stood by the large custom-built washing machine. The magic elephant touched the cold machine and infused it with his black smoky magic, crafting a fun spell that would give the birds the fun they seek. Zylen opened the door and gasped as his arm full of clothes were literally ripped out of his grasp. The suction he felt was so sudden, he barely had time to look back at Apollo before the clothes the blue jay carried was pulled in too.

But it didn't stop there.

Zylen chuckled, intending to go gather more dirty clothes. However, he gasped in further surprise as he felt his body get yanked by the same force. "AHH! Apollo! Help!"

Apollo wanted to help, but he was fighting to keep his footing too. There was a loud rush of air too, like he had stuck his head out of a car window. The air, however, wasn't moving past him but rather seemed to be pulling them towards the open washing machine. Apollo grabbed Zylen's hand, trying in vain to pull them both backward, but the suction was just too strong. The clothes they were wearing were ripped right off their bodies, magically being reconstructed on their trip into the machine.

Zylen was already halfway inside, the scent of musky clothing all around him. Apollo looked around for something to help stop their diving into the washing machine, when he saw Sanela grinning and waving at him. "Really?! Again?!"

The big naked elephant was stroking his cock as the birds were drawn into the machine. He watched as Apollo's head dipped down and was pulled inside as well. The large drum was large enough for a lot of clothing, but with two adult males crammed inside they found themselves grinding against each other to try to push themselves back out. "It's no use fighting, boys. You won't break the spell."

Zylen opened his beak to yell at the elephant, who seemed to be pestering him and Apollo with his games far more frequently in recent weeks. But no sooner had his beak opened than it was filled by a wet thong that was soaked in sweat and cum. He twisted and tried to reach his hand up to pull the thong out of his beak, but the cramped space prevented it. He watched as a pair of frilly panties wedged themselves in Apollo's beak, the blue blushing.

The panties were just as wet and used as the thong, making Apollo blush as he tasted the juices still soaking the fabric. He felt his feet get pulled inside the machine now, which he and Zylen were entirely inside the washing drum. Sanela closed the door, waving to the pair as he put soap into the machine and infused the soap with its own spell. Activating the machine was simple enough for the immortal pachyderm, so he waved his hand and a red and black beanbag chair appeared in the laundry room. Sanela sat his big naked butt down on the beanbag chair, grinning as he wiggled his toes inside a set of red and purple socks.

"This is going to be a fun show. Thanks for joining me, Ruby." Sanela rubbed his feet together, the socks feeling warm around his feet and toes. "And you too Ty," The elephant ground his butt into the beanbag chair, "you're always so fun to sit on. I'll change you back soon... maybe."

Inside the washing machine, the pair of avians were still fighting to get out, but the drum soon began to spin. The spinning took them both by surprise and destroyed any hope they had of getting free. They knew the elephant would never intentionally harm them, so while they were alert and on edge they weren't afraid. The water began to fill the drum, making the birds cry out as the cool water kissed their naked body in random places. It was hard for the pair to tell where each of them was inside the nearly dark cramped space that was no filling with cold water.

Apollo felt a blushing hot flash of arousal as his cock began to grind against his lover's. The pleasure of that stimulation not being lost on him even in his currently situation. Then he noticed something strange... his left foot seemed lighter. Each spin of the drum seemed to bring more of those sensations to him, leaving him to wonder what was happening. He threw his hand towards the glass window in the washing machine door and his eyes went wide as he watched his fleshy hand change into a leather glove. Then the glove fell off his wrist and got pulled into the churning laundry.

The same sensations that were plaguing Apollo, were also affecting Zylen. The peacock, however, seemed to be enjoying them more than they worried him. He felt his body crumpling as his weight and mass were magically converted into clothing. He barely saw his arm turning into a thin jacket, with a zipper forming a line from his neck to his crotch. As the zipper opened, Zylen moaned into the thong that was still wedged into his beak. His head collapsed on itself and formed a bowl with his gray beak forming the bill of baseball cap. He always enjoyed the strange perceptions associated with such unique transformations. His body was separated into pieces but he could still feel all of himself somehow... and what he had been turned into.

Apollo felt his head fall of his body and went to scream, but found he couldn't. As the panties fell from his beak his head flattened with his beak being stretched into a circle around hump forming from his skull to form a fedora... complete with an untransformed feather from his cheek. He wasn't sure what happened to the rest of his body yet, as he could feel them shifting and moving through the water in the drum, but couldn't discern any shapes of forms.

The drum suddenly stopped and the door opened, Sanela tossing in a wet pair of socks and a shrunken bean bag into the machine. The door closed again and Sanela grinned widely, "This washing clothes stuff is fun. I wonder what other clothes I can wash around here."

In a puff of black smoke, Sanela left the laundry room to go find more ways to enjoy this new hobby he had found. Now, in the machine with them, Ty and Ruby became aware of themselves floating in the cold musky water, tasting all the used fabrics of the club. The washing machine was an easy one to use, just throw your clothes, dump the soap, and in at least an hour the clothes are clean and then steamed dried. They four of them would be here for a little while feeling all the strange and peculiar sensations together.

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