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Collin glanced down at the ad in his hand and felt a wave of euphoria roll over him as he glanced at the money being offered. He'd started college with high hopes of entering the medical field on a research level, but he hadn't counted on the fierce competition the field hosted. When he'd started his freshman year he'd had dreams of working in a lab developing new cures and treatments, but now that he was in his fourth year he started to realize how unlikely it might be. He was supposed to be interning, but every last job was snatched up. Even the non paying jobs had been snagged before he could get a chance to put in his application. It became a desperate race for him to find something, anything. He'd started pestering professors and counselors to see if they knew of any place that would take him on, but most just shrugged.

It didn't help that he enjoyed his own unique look. He didn't care what folks were normally looking for, he wanted to stand out in the crowd. On the best days he enjoyed flashy outfits that were made of stripes of purple and black. His hair was long and often held back in a pony tail or even pig tails if he were feeling playful. When he'd gotten to college he'd enjoyed the first year becoming friends with someone striving for their mastership in tattooing and piercing. He'd gotten most of his tattoos for free, including one right on the tip of his shaft and behind his balls. The one through his nose and the ring of them through his ears however seemed to most people off whenever he tried to find a job. So given it was a hard market already and he didn't look like most people he'd just about given up trying to find an internship for himself. That was until he'd picked up the local student paper and thumbed through it.

The ad wasn't flashy or large. It wasn't even in the right section. Normally intern positions were announced under a listing in the classifieds that noted what they were. This ad had been haphazardly entered into the pet section of all things. He'd been bemused when he glanced over it and even more confused when he realized what section it was under. The only thing he could figure was that they had filled out the advertisement slip wrong. Whatever the reason he had felt a surge of hope that it hadn't been noticed by others and had immediately dialed the number. It wasn't until a pleasant female voice on the other line answered and asked him what position he was interested in that he realized he hadn't even checked on it. It was a simple position working on minor recording of data, but it was still a position he wanted. The woman on the phone had been eager to tell him he should stop by that day to fill out the paper work.

The fact the position was also a paid one made Collin feel as if he were walking on air. Not only would he get his spot as an intern, but he'd be making money as well! Nearly twenty dollars an hour in fact, plus expenses if he had to travel while on business. The address hadn't been familiar too him, but that didn't put him off. The bus ride there had been short, although crowded, and it led him into a portion of down town that he hadn't been in before. The buildings were tall and somewhat showy, but there was an air of disuse that clung about the place that made him uncomfortable. He moved a hand back to make sure the chain was firmly attached to his wallet before making his way up the side walk and keeping an eye on the building numbers. If he got the internship he'd have to make sure he picked up a can of mace. This area was just a bit too decrepit for his liking and it made him think that he'd get mugged if he weren't careful.

He reached the building the ad indicated and was a bit shocked to find that it was a single story, window fronted building that looked almost like a shop. It's neighbors towered above it to either side while it remained short and squat. He glanced left and right curiously and double checked the number. It was the right number and the right street, though he didn't see anything labeling the business. Perhaps that was the reason they'd messed up their ad? It didn't seem like the most professional environment, but it was at least something. They might just be starting out and there was always a bit of promise in start up companies. It might be a chance to join up before they became successful. He pushed his way through the front door and blinked a bit as his eyes adjusted to the slightly darkened interior. Blinds securely kept the sun out of the make shift waiting room.

"Oh! Hello! We're not the book store, it's moved to-" A frazzled woman with long honey brown hair popped her head around a door way with a look of slight annoyance. She wasn't old, instead she had that most girls would have killed for. A sort of agelessness.

"Uhh I'm here to apply for the intern position, not the book store." He tried not to wrinkle his nose at the sharp scents of chemicals on the air. He stood up and smoothed his hands against his shirt. He would have looked ridiculous in a suit and tie, instead he'd worn a clean outfit that had dark enough colors it should tone down the effect of his piercings. His hair had even been drawn back against the nape of his neck and out of the way.

"Collin Hughs? " The woman stepped out in a lab coat that was slightly rumbled and her pockets laden with various pens and metal instruments, "I lost track of time! Welcome to BioDesign Labs! I'm terribly sorry about that. We just moved in and we keep getting people who think we're a shop."

"It's alright ma'am." He gave a smile and offered his hand. After a moment she leaned over and took it in her own. Her fingers gave a light squeeze before releasing it. "Yes, I'm Collin. I didn't have any paper work to fill out, but I can do that while I'm here. I hope the intern position is still free?"

"Dr. Carr and yes! Yes it is! I don't know why we haven't had more applicants, but I suppose we'll can always take out another ad." Dr. Carr stepped out and moved behind a low built counter before rustling through a stack of papers. "I'm sorry for all of this mess, we used to be set up in the DC area, but we had to leave due to some nasty circumstances. It was quite a rush..ah! Here it is!"

"I'm sorry to hear that. That's probably why I haven't heard of you over at the school." He took the pile of papers and glanced around. There wasn't any place he could see that might hold a pen. The entire place seemed as if it had just recently been ransacked or at least had someone break in. He'd never seen such a mess. Perhaps they'd moved in a large hurry, or at least that's what he assumed. Hopefully once they were up and running they'd prove to be a safe choice for his internship.

"Oh! A pen! There I go again," Dr. Carr gave her head a shake and plucked a pen out of her full pocket to offer him. "Yes, most likely. We'll be far better set up once we're able to hire on some help to sort things. That'll be a part of your job, helping sort things out as well as general lab work."

"Oh well, I don't mind." He glanced around again and found one chair pushed up against the wall and picked his way over to it. "I'm just happy I saw this opening, there are hardly any internships open anymore. They get snapped up so quickly."

He settled down in the chair as he spoke and heard it squeak rather loudly. He winced and held still for a few moments half expecting it to collapse under him. To his great relief it held up. The entire lab made him wonder if the reason they hadn't had many takers was simply the fact it was obviously poor. The air smelled dusty, he could see signs of recent renovations, he didn't see or hear anyone else in the building. It would be just his luck to end up working somewhere with a crazy person with money. He'd never learn anything, but at least he'd be able to graduate. He tried to hold onto that happy thought as he started to fill out the papers. It was mostly standard things, his name, address, age, birthdate, schooling, etc. He skipped over emergency contacts like he normally did. He didn't know anyone well in the city and if there was a real emergency they'd probably have to get a hold of his parents who lived several states away. As he scribbled down his job experience the pen faltered and then died.

"-and of course weekends we're closed. I never saw the point in staying open on weekends." Dr. Carr's friendly chatter continued on.

"My pen ran out of ink." He glanced up and tapped the end of the pen against the papers, "Can I borrow another one?"

"Oh that dratted thing. Give it a hard whack against the metal on the chair. It'll loosen up the ink. I should throw it away, but I like it." She gave a dismissive wave of her hand. "Now holidays we are sometimes open, but none of the major ones-"

The cheerful chattering of her voice continued on as he tapped the tip of the pen against the paper a few times and then tried to scribble in the corner. He finally leaned over and gave it a hard strike against the metal of the chairs arm like she'd suggested. It hit against the hard surface and suddenly he felt a dozen needles jab out against the palm of his hand. He let out a sharp cry of shock and tripped the utensil to watch it fall to the ground. The entire body of it was bristling with small needle points that glistened in the light. He glanced down at his hand to see the marks in his palm that started to burn and tingle. Collin stumbled up onto his feet and gripped his hand as he dimly heard Dr. Carr's chattering stop. His skin felt flush as he grew more light headed while the moments passed. It was hard to concentrate on anything.

"Oh dear, there goes that pen again." The woman's eyes glittered behind the glasses perched on her nose, "Well it's probably for the best since you've enrolled in our internship program." Collin tried to talk, but his mouth felt slow and thick. Everything seemed to slow down even as he tried to concentrate on where he was and what he had just been doing. Darkness swallowed him up as the ground rushed up to meet him.

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Everything in the world was floating. Collin was floating. He could feel himself hovering in midair while everything felt weightless and surreal. It was far too bothersome to want to move his hands up, it was far too hard to open an eye. He relaxed into the weightless sensation he heard movement coming from around him. The clatter of what sounded like a cart seemed unnaturally loud, as well as the voices that were talking. The words were too strange to want to understand. He felt good. He felt like he wanted to stay in this state for as long as they would let him. He shifted slightly despite his lassitude and heard a strange squeaking noise as his bare flesh ran over something that felt like leather. Bare flesh?! He pulled away from the sensation of feeling well and content as he realized he was laying naked on something. That was enough to get him to force open one of his eyes.

He looked out into a dim room with a very small light above his head. It looked like an exam room, but strange. He tried to figure out where he was when he saw movement in front of him. It was hard for him to follow the jerky motions. His eyes didn't seem to want to focus properly even though he tried his hardest to find out where he was. The light above his head made it so that he couldn't see well into the darkness, just shapes. Suddenly one of the shapes came closer and a feminine hand moved up to rest right on his forehead. The hand was...wrong some how. It wasn't supposed to look that way. He tried to focus on why it was wrong when he heard a very soft sibilant voice come out of the darkness. The hand didn't leave his forehead.

"I ssee you are awake, Collin. That'ss very good." The s's were each hissed out strangely and he frowned.

"Lemme go." The words came out thickly from his lips. Why was it so hard to talk? His tongue felt too large. The fingers on his head moved to rub along either side of his temples.

"Of coursse we will, Jasson." He? Yes it sounded like a male. He hissed then. "Very ssoon. Firsst though I want you to lissten to me, alright?"

"Fine.." He blinked his eyes again as the strange feeling hand kept rubbing in circles. They were slow and gentle until he unwillingly felt himself starting to relax.

"Good, good!" The body moved closer and something scratched in the room very faintly. "Now, lissten to me. You enjoy thiss don't you? Thiss sensation?"

"Yes.." He mumbled as the touch on his head seemed to flow through his body. It felt almost too easy to sink into the sensations. Why was he struggling again?

"You'll alwayss want thiss. It will make you feel comfortable and ssafe to be relaxed and ssubmissssive. You want thiss sensation. You want to feel controlled and obey orderss given to you." The words were soft enough that the lingering effect of the drugs combined with the touch started to make him feel more relaxed until he was nodding slightly. "It iss pleassurable to sserve and obey. Very pleassurable..."

"Pleasurable.." He mumbled and watched as the shadowed figure moved in closer. Something was wrong with the shape of his head.

"Yesss, very pleassurable." The man hissed and came in closer into the light. "Sssleep now, Jasson, we will have much to disscusss once you are transsformed."

He blinked his eyes as they sagged heavier. The light that was above him fell onto the features of something that wasn't human. It was the wedge shaped broad head of a cobra complete with a flared hood. The eyes were brilliant gold with alien slit pupils that stared at him. Everything seemed wrong, seemed strange. The creature had a hand on his forehead and the touch was soothing and desired, not repulsive. He tried to find the will to panic as he watched a thick black tongue flutter out from between the snakes lips before it was sucked back in again. Before he could manage a question he was pulled into the darkness again. It rolled over his mind leaving his only impression that of the vivid gold eye that had been regarding him.

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Collin's world became a mass of blackness and moments of bizarre clarity. He woke from the first round of blackness to a world of beeping machines and pain. His body ached, his bones seemed to be on fire and when he tried to move he found his wrists restrained and something hard wrapped around his neck. Even the small movements that he was able to accomplish sent waves of nauseating pain through him. He tried to open his mouth to yell for help, but when he tried to part them he felt them tug on something. He couldn't open his mouth. He swallowed and realized that there was a tube in his throat helping him breath. He managed a hoarse whimper around it as he peeled his eyes back to stare at a drop ceiling. He twitched his head enough to see a machine beeping away with his rapid heart beat before he tried to relax. Why did he hurt? Oh god everything ached! It felt as if even his teeth hurt!

"Awake?" A soft hiss made his eyes flicker to the side as the hiss of scales made him aware of the snake creature moving into the room.

He tried to open his lips to ask for help or to be set free, but he could do neither. The brilliant gold eyes regarded him for a moment with the pupil shifting slightly. One scaled hand moved out to brush just against his forehead and lightly traced down towards the line of his chin before up again. They seemed to be testing something, but at the same time he felt himself reacting to the touch the same way that he had before. The gentle rubbing made him feel relaxed and almost dreamy as the fingers moved up to his temple. The snakes head leaned over him and then tilted to stare at them monitor before back again. He seemed to be thinking about something, but Collin didn't know what. All he knew was that he wanted the fingers to keep rubbing him gently. They seemed to draw away the fear and confusion with them.

"Sssleep well, you're almosst healed for the next ssurgery." He wanted to ask about what surgery, but the snake man pressed a button on the IV and a few breaths later he felt himself slipping back down into the darkness.

The same moment repeated itself over and over again. He had no sense of time, only that sometimes he awoke in pain and confusion at random moments. The pains were never the same. One time his arms ached so badly they felt as if they were on fire, another time his legs were cramped up, and another time his eyes had been covered with something. Each time the snake man or Dr. Carr would come in to look him over before administering more drugs into his system forcing him down into sleep again. He never found the will to ask what was happening. The snake man seemed to suck the will away with his gentle touch and intense gaze. Dr. Carr rarely said more than a cheerful exclamation that he was awake. He started to feel upset when it was she that came to him and not the snake. The snake made him feel almost safe. It continued for what seemed like ages before one day he woke up to voices speaking softly.

"The water therapy has helped the mobility and he's healed. We could attempt another surgery if you want, but I think he's perfect the way he is now." Dr. Carr's voice sounded pleased. Collin listened to it as if from a long tunnel.

"That very well may be, but I sshould like to ssee a perfect sspecimen." The snake man's voice came out in a hiss. "Sstill, thiss iss closse."

"The best we've made, Dr. Nygyr. Perfect even." Dr. Carr's voice sounded pleased with herself. "Though why you wanted to keep those piercings..."

"I think they give him ssstyle." The snake man, Dr. Nygyr?, hissed out. "Appearance iss part of the game after all."

"True, I still think that we could have....Oh!" The woman's voice sharpened and the bed suddenly lurched, "Are you waking up then?"

Collin tried to think if he was waking up or not. Was he? Maybe. He shifted slightly and blinked open an eye slowly until he found himself staring at a very well lit room. It was so well lit that he had to squint slightly against the brightness. For the first time he realized that he was shifting about and not feeling pain running through him. In fact, he felt almost normal. He glanced around and realized he was laying on a small bed in a room that held little resemblance to a hospital room. Everything looked as if it had been moved from a hotel room. The furniture was plain, the lamps sparse and there was even a rather bland picture on the wall. He twisted his head back and forth trying to see better and moved his hands slowly. Instead of the bite of restraints they moved easily upwards and he let his lips part with a sudden grin.

"Now, don't try too much so soon!" Dr. Carr gave a small satisfied smile. "It can be a huge change then what you're used too."

"What'd you do to me." The words came out thickly and he felt his tongue twitching against the roof of his mouth. It seemed unnaturally hard to talk. He glanced down and let out a sharp scream as he stared at his hands.

They weren't the hands he was used too. They weren't HIS hands! Instead he stared down at a pair of short fingered paw like appendages. The fur was a rich red coloration that was nearly brown and the tips of them were crowned with blunt black claws. He brought a hand up and turned it over to see padding against the palm and over the finger tips. The fur covered every inch except the padded spots. The fur trailed upwards against his arms all the way up his arms nearly to his shoulders. He followed the gaze down to look at his lower body. He was resting on his hip, but something was wrong with the way his outline looked. He moved his paw like hand down and gripped at the sheet tearing it back to reveal legs that had nothing in common with what he had once had. They were bent and shorter then they should have been. They ended in broad paws instead of feet. He tried to stretch them out, but could barely get half way before they were forced to stop.

"Sstop panicking." The snake like man blinked slowly and Collin jerked his head up with his eyes bulging slightly. "Thiss iss what you are and you cannot change it. You can only accept it."

"I'm a freak!" The words came out thickly again. Something was wrong with his mouth. He didn't want to know what. He squeezed his eyes shut when he felt a light touch brushing along his forehead.

"You are perfect. Get up. Get up and sstep forward." The snake man's voice didn't sound as if he were being given an option. He wanted to disobey, but the gentle strokes against his head seemed to make things fade away. He shifted and started to swing his strangely formed legs over the edge of the bed and tried to sit up.

Pain shot through him the moment he leaned back and he let out an involuntarily cry of shock. The base of his back ached as if something had stabbed him! He twisted and squirmed back and forth for a moment before turning around. Behind him a long ropey red-brown tail lashed and twisted. The tip was tufted with fur. A lion tail. He had a lion's tail. He sucked in a breath when the touch on his forehead started to slip away. He glanced back at the snake mane and leaned forward before trying to step off the bed. He put weight on one leg and then the other before pushing off the bed. The moment he tried to balance he swayed and he felt the changed knees buckling under the too heavy weight of his upper body. He dropped down and his short fingered paws hit the ground firmly as he arched his back. He felt and heard his tail as it smacked against the railing of the bed roughly. His eyes opened up in panic as he tried to shift his legs and push himself up, but they refused to accept the weight.

"Good good boy." The voice murmured above his head. "Come!"

Collin didn't want to come, he didn't want to even try to walk forward, but the sound of the snake man's voice didn't let him have any say in the matter. He moved jerkily and awkwardly forward and pushed his rump in the air as he walked. It was humiliating as he watched Dr. Carr move to one side. Now that the blanket was off him he realized that he wasn't wearing any clothing. He could feel his cock bumping against his inner thigh. He made it a few steps before he came to the thick mottled coils of the snake and the hand moved down to slide through the long spill of his hair. The finger tips massaged and kneaded against the back of his head gently making him tense up and shudder. He couldn't even stand up! He felt as if he were nothing more than a pet as the clawed fingers stroked down to knead against the small of his neck.

"There now, that wassn't so hard. Ssit up, now, ssit up!" The voice put just enough emphasis on the command that it made it sound like the exciting coaxing of a dog owner.

He pushed himself up and balanced awkwardly on his changed legs as he stood up and stared up at the bright copper eyes that regarded him with amusement. He wasn't praised again, instead the snake man's body moved and shifted to one side. Until he was staring in the mirror. Until he was looking at something that was not him. The creature staring back at him had a long broad muzzle that bristled with whiskers. A thick dark spill ran down along the head and shoulders like a mane, while the ears were pricked forward and tapered to points. The grey-brown of the fur disappeared just above the eyes as minute gold scales rose upwards to where two horns curved followed the line of the forehead and curled up into the long mane. The eyes were a pale amber as they stared back at him and lined with darker flesh as if he were looking at a wolf.

He glanced down and saw with a stab of shock that a pair of modest breasts were on the chest just above where the mane ended. They were supple looking and tipped with hardened pierced nipples. The silver rings glittered in the light of the room making him linger there before looking down. The body was slender, but curved with the fur looking well groomed as if faded to white along his stomach and the inside of the thighs. A flaccid shaft rested between the legs, weighed down by the heavy half ring piercing. The creature looked alien and strange. A blending of many animals together rather than just one. He opened his mouth to ask who it was when he saw the reflection open its mouth. A thick forked tongue fluttered out into the light before he snapped his jaw shut nearly severing the appendage. It wasn't a creature, it was him! Oh god, it was him! He stumbled forward and moved a hand...no a paw out to touch the glass and saw the creature do the same.

Behind him he could see the scaled doctor coming in closer and he wanted to yank away. He wanted to yell and scream at his accuser, but he couldn't find the words. Instead he submitted to the feel of the hand as it glided down along the curve of his back all the way towards the base of his tail. The touch drug claws through his fur and he lashed his tail back and forth. In the mirror he could see the thickness of it. Not wolf or lion, something else. Almost like a dragon tail. Even as he thought it he could see the onyx spikes that ran along it from the base to the tip. He let out a choked sound only to feel the hand moving forward to grace against his stomach. He tried to jerk backwards, but the motion only pushed him back against one coiled scale as the doctor's hand moved up to cup against his breast. The slow rolling movement causing a sudden shock of pleasure to run through him as the palm ground the nipple down.

"Thiss is what you are, lovely one, thiss iss what you were meant to be." The snake hissed into one of his ears seductively. "Obey and take up your new roll in life."

"I wasn't supposed to bet his!" His voice sounded so strange and speaking was stranger still as he could see the forked tongue flickering out.

"Yess you were." He snake hissed and squeezed the breast harder causing Collin to whimper. "You love thiss don't you? You know what you want. You want to obey me."

He worked his jaw to protest, but the hand only squeezed and stroked a bit more firmly against his breast. The sensation made him squirm in place as he started to pant shallowly. Why did it feel good? Why did any of this feel good? He flattened his ears against his head as another hand moved up to cup his other breast and kneaded back and forth. He wanted to protest and pull away, but the casual handling left him no option to turn the suitor away. It felt as if he were trapped letting the strange creature massage and squeeze as he felt the foreign breasts pulled up tighter against his chest. Some small part of him enjoyed it and that part seemed to have control of his body. He sucked in a breath and whimpered out as he felt his shaft starting to swell and thicken against his thighs. He could see in the mirror as it reacted and heard a feminine laugh come from to the far corner.

"That's a good girl." Dr. Carr's voice held laughter. "She's enjoying it quite a bit. Get on all fours, girl. That's where you belong now."

"But-" He opened his mouth to protest as he felt heat rush up beneath his fur.

"You hear her, I wissh to ssee you on all fourss." He might have been able to protest the woman, but the snake man made him tremble and then slowly moved to all fours. The position felt awkward, but natural.

"Crawl to me." Dr. Carr's voice was sharp and firm, he glanced up at the snake and shuddered before shaking his head back and forth and denial. "Do you think you have a choice?"

"Please..." He got the words out as he felt the clawed fingers drag down the line of his spine. The sensation made him shiver and twist in reaction as they got all the way to the sensitive base.

"Where will you go? You disobey us and we'll turn you loose on the world. Can you imagine what they would do to something looking like you?" He glanced up at the woman who was leaning back in a chair with a smile on the edges of her lips. "You have one purpose now, and that is to serve. You're the first hybrid we've made and I intend to see what you're made of. So COME. Or walk out of the door and find out what the world thinks of you."

Collin wanted to cry at the harsh words. He glanced at the mirror and saw the arch of his furred back and the curve of his haunches. His mane tumbled forward around his face giving him a more leonine appearance. He barely looked human. They'd taken everything from him. He swallowed the desire to cry and awkwardly crawled towards her. The movement was shuffling and made all the more awkward by the fact he could feel his shaft hardening against his stomach. It made him flinch slightly each time the engorged tip brushed against his thigh and the piercing shifted about. He got to her side before a hand darted out and suddenly his head was pulled forward. He couldn't feel the hand, but the tug against his temple made him realize that she was gripping his horn forcing his head higher up. He lashed his tail back and forth as the blood surged along his cock. The moment he was near he could smell her. His mind roared out the scent of a female and his heart started pounding faster.

The grip on his horn forced his head lower until his muzzle was pushing in between her legs and his breath hit against the crease of the pants. The scent grew stronger here and he sucked it in rapidly and eagerly. He'd smelled perfume before, he'd smelled women before when they'd cuddled, but not like this. It was sharp with strange tastes and experiences that made his heart pound harder and faster against his chest. He drew in a deeper breath and panted it out again as his cock stiffened to the point that it bumped against his stomach. He humped his hips forward instinctively as he panted between her legs. Even the humiliating knowledge he was acting like an animal didn't still the rush of desire he felt. If anything it made his sudden lust increase as he snapped his tail back and forth. It wasn't until something warm and slick rolled behind his balls that he was jolted from the intoxicating scents. He lifted his head and started to turn it back when a hand gripped his horn harder.

"Don't worry about that," He glanced up at Carr's face as she kept his heated nose against her loins. "That's just a little modification for your new position in life.."

"Dr.." he started, his voice muffled against her scent as a scaled hand drew claws just under his tail before going down. His voice was lost in a sudden wild cry as the fingers found the piercing just behind his scrotum and gave it a firm tug.

"Mistress." The woman leaned forward. "We have no names to you. And you have no name to us. I am Mistress and he is Master."

"Please..." He groaned out as the finger tugged harder and his ears burned at those words. The sharper tug made his hips jerk backwards as his cock flexed against his belly. The pulse was followed by the slick sensation he had felt earlier beneath his tail.

"What is my name?" Her words were accompanied by a jerk against his horns that brought his muzzle up from her pants. He panted with his jaws spread and his tongue half hanging out along his chin. Behind him the snake's touch pushed and rubbed just behind his balls so that he helplessly thrust his hips in the air.

"M-Mistress.." He gasped out the words as he felt the snake rubbing up to trace around his snug anal ring. The wetness seemed to spread as he groaned out in pleasure and tried to push back again. Why did it feel so good? Why did calling her mistress make his heart pound and his thoughts go wild?

"Gooooood girl." She drawled out the words and moved a finger down until he felt her rubbing against his tongue. "You're going to pleasure me and use that tongue the way we designed it to be used."

"I think you will find it far better than the wolf we created. Far more dexterity hass gone into its dessign." The snake hissed behind him as he tried to clench his slickening pucker closed at the push of a blunt claw.

"I hope so." Another hand moved down and wrapped around his cock and squeezed as Mistress stood up. His mind rolled through the humiliating ecstasy of the touch as he arched his back with a cry.

Collin wanted to run, to escape, to flee from the sensations, but his world seemed to narrow down to pulse of pleasure that was hovering just beneath the surface. Voices seemed to whisper in his mind that this was what gave him pleasure. This was what he yearned for. This was what he was made for. He should obey and give himself over to it, but another part of him didn't want to. He watched as the woman peeled her pants off without any show or attempt at romance. She displayed herself for him with all the casualness that she would show towards a dog watching her. It made him feel his humiliation just that much more sharply, but it didn't stop his body from throbbing in time with his heart beat. Her hips were curved and her shaved mound glistened slightly as she settled herself on the chair again and gripped his horn to tug him in close.

The jerk on his horn forced his muzzle up against her mound and the pierced pad of his nose dug up against the flesh while he let out a startled sound. His breath panted out against her and he could smell her as a finger started to push its way into his tailhole. He tried to jerk his tail down, but couldn't. The snake-man made a comment about how tight he was which made him feel a stab of humiliation as his muzzle was pushed more firmly against the feminine flesh. He closed his eyes and tried to yank back, but the horn held him as she pushed her hips up and rubbed her slit against him. The wetness coated against his lips and whiskers as her inner thighs pulled in tight to either side of his head effectively trapping him in position.

"Perhaps we picked up a virgin." Her comment stung his pride as he felt something wrapping around his chest. The scrape of scales embraced him forcing him to hold still. "If you can't figure it out, beast, I'll give you a hint. I told you to use your tongue."

"Perhapss we damaged her mind too much? I had to hypnotize her sseveral timess." The male's voice reached him as another coil twisted around his chest and tightened there.

He wanted to reply, but he couldn't do anything. They talked over his head about the state of his sexuality as well as his lack of intelligence while he tried to rock his hips forward. The degrading remarks only made him feel more flushed with lust until he flicked his forked tongue out. He ran between her slit in a slow smooth movement that lavished the area with a film of saliva. He curled and ran it up higher until he was teasing right against the clit before running down again. His breath came out in short hard pants as her drew in her scent and tried to ignore the fact he could feel arousal leaking from his tailhole. It dribbled down along the line of his balls slickening them while he heard a squelching noise when the fingers sank even deeper inside of him. He clenched around the digits unable to help himself as tear rolled down his cheek.

It was horrible and humiliating, but he wanted more of it. He worked his tongue over the glistening mons with slow sure movements that had the female arching up against his muzzle. The wetness was caught up with each lick as he worked his jaws. He could hear his own slurping noises as he worked his throat and felt her hands tugging and shifting his head as if he were too stupid to find where he should lick. The coils that had wrapped around his chest squeezed as he felt the slow pull back of the digits from his anus. To his horror he let out a groaning cry of protest the moment they slipped free. He arched his hips up and lashed his tail half invitingly as the woman forced his head down a bit harder so that his tongue started to push inside of her. The forked tip wriggled and felt the constricting muscles as he bucked his hips in the air wildly.

"That's enough.." Her voice was breathy as his fingers pulled at his horns drawing him back. He blinked his eyes open only to find her drawing back. "My my, aren't you worked up."

"Please...Mmmistress." He forced the words out as the scales that had wrapped around him drug away from his chest leaving him trembling and panting there. He felt flushed with need, but no way to take care of it. He choked on a sob as another tear rolled down his cheek and he lowered his head. What sort of monster had they turned him into.

"Show your Master that you want him." Her words came out short and hard. Her pants slid entirely from her legs as she stepped away from the chair. For a moment all Collin could do was stare longingly at her mound.

"How?" He blinked his eyes rapidly and then glanced back at the snake creature who watched him with rapidly spinning eyes. He was brought back to the present with a swift short smack against his ass by the palm of her hand.

"How, what?" Her words weren't gentle, they were angry. He could feel the redden hand print against his ass. It hadn't truly hurt, but it had horrified him that she'd do it. He flattened his ears and whimpered as his cock throbbed beneath him. He couldn't even hide how aroused he was, he couldn't pretend he wasn't. They were watching him.

"How, Mistress." He got the words out thickly as he lowered his head more towards his elbows. He wanted to crawl away, but he couldn't. All he could think about was the pulsing of his own body and the fact he had no where to go.

"Present yourself to him like a proper bitch would." The woman grinned slowly. "Ass high in the air now and one paw back to help him get in."

Collin gaped at her for a moment as she said that. She wanted him to behave like that? Like some sex crazed animal? He shuddered and hunkered down with a muted sound in his throat before looking over again. The snake was aroused. His genital slit had been spread open to reveal inch by slimy inch of dark purple flesh. The cock tip drooled thick drops of precum that rolled downwards, but the man made no move to touch himself. Instead he leaned back and watched as the girth flexed against his stomach. It was large, far larger then anything he had ever dreamed of entering him. He didn't want to do it. He glanced back at the woman and then towards the man again with a whimper. The flush of desire didn't leave and he choked out a sob before turning his haunches towards the snake and flicking his tail up.

He didn't think he could do it, but his body seemed moved by its own desires that only grew the more horrified and humiliated he grew. All he knew was that he could smell the sweetness of his own arousal and feel it drooling lewdly down along his tailhole. His breasts were sensitive and the nipples hardened as he stepped backwards presenting his ass towards the creature. He caught sight of himself in the mirror and could see the silvery rolls of wetness that leaked from the tight dark pucker. It was as if someone had lubricated the area thickly for what was going to happen, only it was his own body. His body turned into a play thing designed to be violated. Even as he thought it he hunched his hips in a thrust that sent a shudder of desire through him. The snake seemed to grin as he looked down at him when he started to push backwards until nearly touching the scaled lower body. He knew. He knew and enjoyed the fact that Collin was stuck aroused despite the fact he wanted to be sick.

"Touch me, pet." His words hissed out and he moved a paw between his legs hesitantly. "That'ss right...."

The snake hissed out the moment Collin felt his fingers wrapping around the cock tip and the thick viscous precum coating against his paw. He could feel it pulse against his palm as one hand pushed down against the small of his back. He glanced up and found Dr. Carr leaned back and watching with a smug smile on her features and her eyes showing the brightness of her own arousal. She was getting off on this! Even as he looked at her, her gaze slid down to look between his legs and the color rushed to his ears as he knew she could see his hardened shaft plainly hiding there. He wanted to whimper and squirm away, but all he could do was pull the thickened tapered cock tip down to rub just at the base of his tail. Worst of all every time he glanced up at her he felt more aroused. The sight of her watching his degradation was driving him onwards.

The tip of the cock kissed up against his slickened anal ring and he froze. What was he doing? Why was he even doing this? He should pull away while he still could! He make for the exit- The thoughts were lost as the tip sank inwards. The hand on the small of his back gripped down tightly as the cock slid into his body and forced him to stretch open around the smooth flesh. A hot gob of precum welled out of the tip to splatter against his inner walls while he writhed and let out a cry that mingled denial with pleasure. His walls clenched down tightly around the shaft as inch by inch was forced inwards and the tip grazed inside of him. The sensation sent pleasure through him even as he spread his legs open wider and tried to lower his upper body in an attempt to block the humiliating sight of his erection.

"Sssss....born for thisssss..." The snake hissed out in pleasure and he felt another hot splatter inside of him. "Ssshe'sss all but begging for it."

"Look at that little cock, it's gone all hard.." Carr's voice was closer and he opened an eye to see her crouched near by watching him.

He choked out a protest only to feel his hips jerk forward needfully. The cock drove in with a sudden buck that drove the thickest point of the tip into his passage. The ridges that ran along the underside stroked and rubbed and pulled along the inside of his passage until his walls contracted and relaxed. Wetness spilled out of his tail hole and coated the cock as well as ran down along the back of his testicles. His mane slipped forward along his eyes as he opened his jaws and let out a guttural moan of pleasure when the girth started to pull back. Even the lewd wet noises of the shaft being pulled from his slippery passage were enjoyable. A hand suddenly cupped down to wrap around the head of his cock and he opened his eyes to stare at Carr's as she rubbed and stroked him. Her casual fondling made him squirm and almost sob out. Why was she doing this to him?

The cock was almost too large for his body, he could feel it straining his walls and making him experience the way it tugged at his opening and then pushed it in with each short sharp movement. The entire time the heat of the precum flowed into him and spilled deeper. It made him arch his back and mute his cries by digging his clawed fingers against the ground. His body was rocked forward as he spread his legs further apart to brace himself while his tail lashed back and forth. The wetness that secreted from his passage started to gather around his opening and just beneath his tail. Wet slapping sounds rang in his ears as the scales hit hard against his rump before pulling back again. It jostled his balls back and forth as he sucked in a ragged breath and then let out a high pitched yowling sound. It didn't sound like him, it didn't even sound human.

"Ohh you are enjoying this aren't you?" The female voice let out a harsh chuckle. "A born natural to this art."

The sensation of her fingers working over him created a double blow. While it was pleasurable, it wasn't anything like he was used to. There was no rush of desire to pound into the hand or the increased pleasure when the fingers wrapped around the tip. The true pleasure came from the pounding into his tail hole as the coils of the male started to wrap along his chest. The hold forced him to be still as the cock drove itself in with a lewd squelching noise until he felt scales scraping right against his pucker. He jerked back and let out a sharper noise in shock as his walls clamped down tighter so that he felt each and every ridge as it pulled back out again. As the fingers pinched right at his tip he realized that most of his pleasure and arousal was coming from the fact that he was being watched. The humiliation built on his desire as he started to let out sharp animalistic noises each time the scaled body hit against him.

It was the degradation of being taken and the casual touching that made him seem as if he was something less than human that had him hovering on the edge. His cock simply remained hard through it all as a side effect rather then the main event. The sensations that he had sought after in the past were now firmly locked in the steady driving thrusts against his backside. He clamped his jaws shut as he felt the snake twisting and wrapping coils around his chest as the tip of the slender tail coiled itself tightly around his jaws. The muscles forced his jaws tightly together and gagged him as he writhed and twisted helplessly. His eyes snapped open wide and bulged as he felt himself tensing up. He didn't want to cum. Not like this, but even as he thought it he knew it was too late. The ridges that popped and drug in and out of him threw him over the edge.

His muffled cry of pleasure welled up from his throat as he came to a trembling halt and clamped himself down around the cock. He squeezed until he could feel each ridge, each bump, each vein as the tip pierced deep inside of him. A slick rush of wetness escaped around the girth as his eyes blackened slightly under the heady rush. And then he felt it. The cock swelled up just a hair larger and it pulsed inside of him slowly. He matched the pulses with his own contractions before he heard the snake creature hiss above him and the hips slammed forward roughly. The first hot rush of cum shot into his stomach in a thick jet that pushed its way deep inside of his slippery passage. It was far hotter than his own body temperature and seemed to sear its way into his bowels as he strained and jerked his hips in a short series of bucks forward. His mind washed over in mindless pleasure as he forgot for a single moment where he was and what was being done to him.

"Pretty little sssslut..." The snake hissed above him and he flinched slightly. "You'd do anything for this wouldn't you?"

"Mmmnnhhh!!" Collin's words came out from the coil of tail wrapped around his muzzle and his eyes rolled back trying to look behind him. A hand rubbed up just under the head of his cock making him tense.

"He's still hard too, it looks like you haven't worn him out." The female voice made him swallow and shame flooded him. What was wrong with him? Why couldn't he be horrified by this?!

"I think we'll sssee how hisss tongue worksss on me then. It's only fitting after all...." The words made Collin flinch, but he couldn't deny the sudden rush of desire that rushed through his body. What were they doing to him?

"Don't worry, soon you won't be able to imagine another life. You were made for this and you'll be used for it. A freak such as yourself has one use and this is it." The voice seared itself in his mind and soul.

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Collin let out a groan against the pillow as his arms were stretched further back by the weight of his own body. The restraints bit against his wrists in the unnatural angle, but he knew better then to try and tear his way free. The hot rush of cum that erupted inside of him made him tense and shudder in his own pleasure as he was used again. He had no idea what the man's name was or who he was, only that he had paid to use him. He had paid a large sum to do whatever he wanted to do. He balled his paws up and whimpered as his ass clasped weakly around the cock as the weight pressed against his back and the hips ground up harder against him before pulling back with a lewd wet noise. He went limp in the restraints as he swayed back and forth. Even now that it was over his cock was hard and his body still throbbed for more.

Not even the stripes and welts that patterned over his ass made the arousal go away, but it made him feel more deeply humiliated. He was a toy. Nothing but a toy caught up here in the midst of a house of carnal pleasures. Even as he thought it the man's broad hand slapped down to clap roughly against his ass. He cried out and jerked forward as his sharp teeth sank into the rubber O ring that had been lodged in his muzzle. A few crystal tears rolled over his body as the rough hand moved down and fondled his arousal with a rough laugh of amusement before tugging over it. That made it all the worse as the new piercings that they had worked in a line down his cock were pulled on. He twisted and jerked like a fish caught on a line in reaction to the sensations.

"I take it you're pleased?" Mistress' voice was warm with amusement as the side door open and he felt a rush of fear and tried to hold still. He mustn't show pain or anger, he'd be punished.

"Very. Thought you were lying about getting something like this." He heard the sound of jeans and clothing. "I'll buy another day if I can do more than just tie him up and spank him."

"You'll have to speak with Nygyr on that. He's taken this one as a personal pet." His Mistress walked over and suddenly pulled something that dropped him on the ground with a groan. "I think it can be arranged though."

Collin kept his eyes on the ground. He knew what he was supposed to do. Leave the room, don't talk, don't look at anyone. He dropped to all fours and crawled out the door with his cock swaying beneath him as a testament to his perverted mind. The collar around his neck was heavy and a simple ID tag clicked against its holder. The wrist restraints were easier to manage as he picked his way down the hall and past several sets of legs. Some stopped to squeeze his ass or grope him and he suffered the indignities with his hands down and trying to ignore the desire to push his hips into the air invitingly. It wasn't until he came to the single flap that made up the door to his room that he was able to relax and push into it. Here he could go to the special room that had been made for him and wash himself clean for his next client.

Nygyr ran a horrible house here. One that transformed people into strange half humans or hybrids to be used here. He knew there were others, but they never looked each other in the eyes. The snake man himself had once been human, but had used his arts to transform himself. He shuddered slightly at the thought of his Master and pushed into the small room that was his own only to freeze. The moment he passed through the flap he saw the glistening of scales and the flash of something slimy and hard in the weak light. The snake glanced at him lazily with his half hard cock still resting against the small of his stomach. He'd obviously broken in a new freak for his show which meant he intended to use Collin's muzzle to clean himself. His cheeks turned hot even as he felt the now familiar rush of pleasure.

"Come here, itsss time for you to ssservice me again." The hissing voice made his cock pulse against his belly in reaction. This was his life. Each day his Master seemed to gain more control over him. It was only a matter of time until he truly became the freak they made him into.