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It was a rainy day and mud was everywhere in the field. Michael and I had been hanging around in it since the afternoon. The field was quite large, green, and the sky was clouded up, getting darker. It was still nice though, the aromas of two guys out in the rain on the field of nature was pretty sexy. It felt very tranquil as we ran around, getting mud splotches on our clothes. He had taken off his shirt, revealing his well defined chest, abs, and arms. He liked to swim and it gave him that sexy swimmer build. I wasn't a fan, but I had my own ways that granted me a firm body. We were both in a fairly decent athletic state at age 21. He had nice dark brown hair, mine was much shorter, but brown too. He had dark brown eyes, mine were hazel. He had killer looks though, always giving me butterflies when I was near him. I had a special attraction for Michael, but we were only friends, and I would never push for anything... it would be too awkward. I was also very self-conscious about my body, even when I shouldn't be.

"You gonna' take your shirt off too man? Or are you gonna let it turn brown? Haha!" Michael teased.

"I could always wash it more than once." I replied. I guess it wouldn't hurt, who's going to care?

It felt so natural, taking my shirt off in the light rain. I tossed it to the ground, I was side by side with him. I could feel his body heat in the faint wind, my groin was crying to me. I had to avoid that at all costs. And just to my luck a vehicle was approaching. We both turned to look at it. It drove casually out of the distant forest up the lonely road towards our cars.

We looked at each other, rain dripped down his chest leaping off the edges of his muscles. He shrugged. We began to head over to what looked like a unique black van. When we approached it the driver side door opened. I was hesitant. What did they want?

The man exiting the vehicle had a clipboard, wore a suit, black-sunglasses, didn't bother with the rain, and headed around to the back of the car. He turned, located us, and headed towards Michael and I. Was this the FBI? Is he an Agent? It seemed pretty amusing to me.

"One of you two James Hearth?" The Agent asked.

"Yes, that's me." I said cautiously, looking at Michael, who was smirking.

"Two years ago you engaged an online survey about Male Enhancement. You digitally signed and agreed to be selected in one of our special treatments." The Agent began.

It just got awkward. "Yes, I did, sorry." Why did I apologize? This was so stupid... not now... it's been two years you jackass. And to top it off, this was in front of my friend. Isn't this shit private?

"Well I am pleased to announce that your position is now ready." He smiled, looking from me to Michael. "We are also pleased to announce that since our services are free of charge you can bring a friend for the same treatment."

Michael laughed. "Great!" he looked to me. "Come on, we could check this shit out. It sounds like fun. What's the worse that could happen besides some... Natural Male Enhancement?"

He thought it was a joke... but my curious male-side did play around on those websites looking for some enhancement. Not that I needed it, I was just greedy. But I guess if he's willing to and he's cool with it; we could probably settle this "joke" together. I gave it a thought while glancing up and down Michaels smooth body. Maybe something fun can happen. Why not? Who's going to care, it's free right?

"Yeah..." I said, "I guess we could check it out."

"Excellent, please sign here." The Agent turned the clipboard to me.

It had a sheet-cover protecting it from the rain. I lifted it up and took the pen from atop and read through the document. It was titled "Augmentation Design Category B" by Gen.CCo. Whatever that was, I've never heard of it. It was probably better I didn't. At the bottom of the page there was a signature line for myself, a few checkboxes, and a guest signature. I only looked at the checkbox marked: By any means necessary. So I checked it without thinking. I signed, handed it to Michael, he signed, then handed it back to the Agent.

"I wasn't sure, but what did it mean by "By any means necessary?" I asked the Agent.

He looked to me, and smiled. "Exactly as it says. We shall proceed: By any means necessary."

I laughed, looking to Michael who found it funny too. But the second we looked back to the Agent, he was holding some sort of black perfume bottle. My smile instantly turned blank, fear shot through my system. What was going on? Before I could react I was sprayed in the face. The pressure of the bottle's release hit Michael too.

I felt dizzy, everything began to fade, Michael fell. I blacked out.

I was extremely tired, my sight was very fuzzy. My head was facing upwards, I was looking at some sort of warehouse ceiling, it was high up. As my vision was becoming less blurry I could tell it was tiled, grated, and had many vents. The lights were extremely dimmed, everything was faint. The room was dull colored, large, almost a dark metal. I was laying on my back, upwards, slanted, elevated, on a table of some sort. I groaned. Why was I on a table? My body began regaining control from whatever happened to me. I couldn't exactly remember. What I could recall was my friend Michael who was with me... and then just pure nothingness. The table was soft, cushioned, but I felt cool, why? I started stretching as I adjusted my vision to my body. I was nude. What? As I stretched my hands and feet I realized they were shackled around the wrists and ankles by mechanical braces. I couldn't make out what they were connected to, but there was some structure directly in front of me. My legs were side by side and my hands were above my head, I could tell I probably looked like a 'Y'. I wasn't as concerned about being naked as I was with where I was or what was going on. The room was still, it had a strange smell, it wasn't disdain, but it was definitely there. It smelled male.

Fear ran through me as I struggled with my shackles. I twitched my hands and feet, it felt completely surreal. Whatever machine I was connected to had a strong bond. There was no breaking free. An intercom noise echoed in the room. It was very scratchy and I couldn't make out what was speaking.

"Sccchsssrrr... Be..Tsrrsss..gin..T...schhrrr..est......" Was it the crackling, static, or just my recovering hearing that was muffling the voice?

After the intercom shut off a few small lights turned white on the machine. I looked at it. Was it becoming active? I panicked more. What was about to happen? Then I heard something, something I hadn't even noticed. I looked to my right. There were four other machines. What?! And the first on my right was Michael! Each Machine had a guy shackled, in the same position as me, lying on a table. The ceiling lighting was increasing just a little so I could see each guy pretty clear. They were all nude. Michael was too. The strangest feeling coursed through me when I noticed that. Was I getting aroused over my friend? No way, it felt wrong. But, looking at Michael I could tell I was in that same state. The table was elevated away from the ground, not too high up, the Machine in front was tall and round. It had another "mechanical" arm below the table with something attached to it and one above. Mine probably had the same features. Whatever those were for, I didn't know.

Michael was groaning. What was wrong with him? On each machine a green light glowed. It was at the top. I looked to the first machine, where the light was. It said "#1". We were labeled. I guess I was machine "#4". The sounds of machines processing mixed with the groaning of the other waking guys. Did they know? Did I wake early or something? Michaels eyes were still closed... I had to wake him.

"Michael!" I was stressing for his attention. "Michael, wake the hell up!"

Nothing... he was too groggy. I struggled more in my shackles, tensing my muscles, trying to break free. They were too strong, I was just tiring myself out. It was then... I heard the first guy wake.

"... the hell?" He slurred. He was fidgeting his body around, just as I did. He realized he was nude as well. He stirred around. I watched... his abs were taught, his chest was flexing, the struggling was tense, it was arousing in the most wrong way. But I broke the focus, I knew I had to get out, and help Michael.

Just then the first machine's light flashed dark green and a subtle boom echoed in the room. Machine one had become fully active and it caught my attention. A slight amount of steam escaped the top. The guy on the table was fighting something. The mechanical arms were shifting his arms wide, I could see his armpit hair was neatly trimmed. He was clean, very clean. Was I the same? I checked... yes I was! I was clean and neatly trimmed. What the hell? I looked at his crotch, it was trimmed... mine as well. Were we on display, what the fuck? He began to yell. I looked back to him. The machine was lifting his feet and arms, spreading his legs. It was exposing his ass... but why. He still remained on the cushion of the table, but that's when I saw the true horror. The intention of the machine's mechanical arm beneath the table began to move. It shifted back and upwards slowly. Attached to it was a rod... it looked soft, but medium sized. It was colored a dark red. Oh... I looked at the second machine, the guy on that one was still waking, but below he had a similar mechanical arm. That one had a brighter red rod. I looked at Michael's, his was a dark brown. Mine obviously had one, but I couldn't see the color.

It was terrifying, my adrenalin was kicking up. I wanted out. Immediately. I heard the first guy panicking. Why? I had to look back. I could see why now, the machine was aligning itself with his asshole. It was going to push the rod into him. He had fear on his face. He was struggling immensely. The second Machine sent off it's boom, steam escaped, and it began its process. The second guy was watching the other dude as well. When he realized his went off, he began to struggle as well. He frantically looked around, he saw me, I looked directly at him. He was yelling for help, but it was covered by the panic of the first guy. We both looked at him. The red rod, which looked more like a dildo now, was leaking, and looked very slippery. It was getting closer to his ass. I could see he was tightening his ass muscles, preparing for the inevitable. All his muscles were tensing, he was so firm, so built. It was disgustingly sexy. The rods tip was at its target, the guy flailed as he felt it touch him. He screamed, he wanted help, but there was none.

It began to push in, he screamed as a slight sweat emerged on his body. It slowly entered him, inch after inch. Pushing forcefully until it was fully in. The liquid surface of the rod made it glide easily. He took it. He accepted it, but he was still struggling. I could see him curling his toes and shuddering his legs. Sweat was dripping down the thighs to his crotch. His face was dripping as well, his eyes were shut. Was he in pain? He struggled and struggled... the room felt warmer. I could smell him. I felt uneasy, but I could smell it all, his sweat, his body... his musk.

The third boom went off... I looked to Michael, his eyes were shut, groggy, and he was just beginning to stretch. As I was watching him the machine at number two had already began lifting its captive's legs up. He was breaking into an early sweat of fear. His arms were struggling with his bonds. There was no escape. He was flailing his legs as the machine brought its darker red rod up to his asshole's level. He was screaming for help, but they were muffled by number one's noise. He was moaning now. Was he enjoying this torture?! Why?! The second guy was tensing up, he was preparing for the invasive arm. Its rod was pushing closer, completely lubed. He spread his toes in stress, the calf muscles tensed, I could make out the veins. It began to push in and fuck him. He yelped, his hand twitched, his muscles stressed. He was kicking, but it did nothing, his asshole leaked liquid as the machine fucked him. It was a mess, slimy, and the smell in the room got thicker. It was making my head light.

My heart jumped when I heard the fourth boom. That was mine. Fear washed over me. I looked at the machine, it was starting up. I didn't want to watch, I looked to Michael. His machine had already begun shifting his arms and legs. He was just coming out of his groggy state.

"Michael!" I yelled.

"...What's going on dude?!...I'm ... Help!" He yelled, but there was nothing I could do!

The machine had his legs spread and feet in the air, I could see everything. He was breathing heavily, he was sweating in fear. We could hear the noises of the other two moaning and groaning as the machines pumped away at them. It was filling them with its liquid. Michael was going to be next, then I was. I couldn't fathom the thought.

I had never seen him completely nude before. His dick was long, gorgeous. His chiseled abs complemented his chest. I felt horny. I shouldn't feel that way! I watched him tense his muscles, it was pushing my sex drive. The machine's rod was raised up and heading towards his hole. I couldn't look away. He strained in the grips of the machine. I was fantasizing with his procedure. I wanted to watch it. All of it. It began pushing it's wet tip into him. His legs tightened, the toes curled, his face clenched. I felt so warm. I wanted to jack off in the worst way. His body glistened in the dim lighting as he flailed. Sweat flicked off his muscles, some small drops hit my body making me shudder. I noticed the previous two guys had growing erections. They were enjoying it now, completely immersed in the fucking. Michael was growing one too. Was this going to be my fate? Was I going to act the same way?

I looked back to my machine, my legs were being raised, spreading. My arms were being lifted. It was happening to me. I could feel my asshole completely exposed. My dick was semi-hard from the aromas and thoughts. I didn't struggle, there was no point. I looked at my feet, the lighting really enhanced my features. The curves up my legs, the muscles that led to my crotch, up my abs, my arms... they looked so firm. My rod was brown... just like Michaels. I could see it secreting a brown liquid. It smelled thick and musky. Heavily male. I began to sweat now. Why? Was it fear? The beads began rolling down my legs. They ran down the side of my ribs. I could feel my backside getting very warm. My body was getting warmer as I watched the rod push closer and closer to my asshole. I knew it was going to hurt soon, I naturally tensed up. Was this really happening? I was giving up. I could feel it brush past my ass-cheeks, it was so close. I was entirely aroused. I hopelessly laid there. And then... I felt it. I felt what the others began to feel. I moaned.

The brown rod was pushing into me. More and more glided in. There was intense pressure. I watched my toes curl, but I wasn't in pain. I felt... good? I was hard. I wasn't flailing in fear, I was grinding to it. The machine began fucking me. I could feel liquid sloshing around my asshole and my insides. Sweat washed over my muscles, I was so hot. My dick was rock hard and upright. It felt so good. I was moaning, throwing my head back. I joined the other three guys in ecstasy. Our moans, our musk, it all mixed. I could barely keep my eyes open, the feeling was unreal. The machine pumped faster and faster. I felt like I was about to climax, but I just couldn't. I wanted more. I wanted it all so badly now. What was happening to me?

In my sexual daze my head rolled right, my legs were relaxed, my arms too. I gave in. I began to watch the others once more as my body vibrated in pleasure. The first guy was in the same state as me. Sweaty, relaxed, taking a fucking from the machine. But something began to change. A final boom echoed from all our machines. Michael was in a hypnotic state of sexual pleasure, but I looked up to his machine. The arm above had some sort of cushioned tube. It was being lowered to him, so was the first guys, the second, and I looked to mine. What was about to happen?! I watched the first guy... his was a little ahead. The tube was being placed over his pulsating dick. It latched onto it. A light turned on and it began sucking. The immense suction from the tube was sending the guy beyond stimulation. He was flailing in pleasure. Was it too much? It was completely attached to him, showing no remorse. It seemed the suction was getting stronger. He was moaning louder and louder. I could see him tensing, he was going to cum. His back arched, opening his chest muscles. He spasmed, and the tube filled white with cum. It was a massive amount. He released. But that seemed to just accelerate the machine, the fucking became much faster and the suction harder. He began to act different. His toes were flexing, turning darker. The nails were growing thicker. The calf muscles were enlarging. His abdominal muscles were growing. What the hell was happening to him? His biceps were filling, the chest muscles becoming slabs of pure muscle. He was growing muscle everywhere. His face looked so defined. His expression was very glossy. There was fur growing on him. Fur?!

All I knew was that whatever was happening to him was soon going to happen to me. I kept watching. His open legs were spasming in pleasure. His feet were kicking, the toes were fusing together. Fur was spreading from his crotch up his abs. It was dark brown and black. His fingernails were doing the same as his toes, thickening, fusing. His legs began to shift, it made him groan. It sounded different, not entirely human. It was deeper. He was snorting. His face was pushing out as the fur creeped up his neck. Two dinstinct bull horns were growing from his head. His muscled ass was flexing. What was happening? A nub was growing, I could see a tail sprouting off the table, fur encasing it, bouncing to his motions. He was transforming into some kind of animal?! The snorts and moans were making me stir. His sweaty furry body was filling out more. His legs began shifting more digitigrade. His feet pushed into hooves, his hands had two thick fingers and a thumb. The suction of the tube increased in power causing him to bellow loudly. His ears pushed out, growing fur, his face was more of a muzzle now. His nose spread wide and turned black. The fur covered his entire body. The final changes started. His dick was causing the tube to throb, inside it was growing larger. I could see his ball sack filling out, darkening, the skin becoming more taught. The musk was filling the room arousing my dick to its limits. I wasn't the only one, Michael and the second guy were watching as well. I could see them aroused just as much as I was. The bulls dick throbbed so hard it caused the machine to release. Just as it did, he arched his back once more, his muscles tensed, and his pulsating dick spewed cum all over him. The second guy had some splash on his chest, it made his dick shoot pre down the shaft. The bull moaned... relaxing... the machine pulled out.

The second machine latched onto it's prisoner - grabbing the guys gaze from the bull. When the light turned on and the suction began he almost drooled. He was getting the same glossy expression the first guy had. He began flexing his feet and hands, he must have been feeling it there. The suction increased, sending waves of pleasure throughout his body. Dark brown fur sprouted around his armpits. His body hair changing into fur along with it. It spread from his crotch up his abs. It creeped from his back to his ribs and up his ass. He was lost in pleasure, his eyes were closed. His ears were pushing out, longer than the first guy's. His face was sprouting fur while muscle and bone pushed out. The other muscles on his body began spasming and filling out even more. His fingers fused into two digits and a thumb as the nails thickened and darkened. The muscles in his arms bulged slightly. His legs were taking on the same features the bull had, but they weren't as thick. His toes were now blackened, turning into hooves. I could see them fusing together, becoming darker and darker. The fur creeped from his feet down his legs following his sweat lines. His scent was overwhelming. His male aroma was causing my eyes to roll back. But I kept my gaze on him. His face had pushed out and he moaned, but his voice changed more into a "HAWW". He was transforming into a donkey. A mane formed behind his elongating head. His face was more donkey now. He was humping the tube as the machine fucked him. A tail bobbed around with his movements. His transformation nearing complete. All that was left was his groin. The dick was growing longer, his balls filling out, darkening. The machine increased power one last time causing his dick to pulsate just like the bulls. It throbbed and soon released causing him to arch, spasm, and shoot cum all over his chest. It shot to his face and muzzle where he tasted himself. The rod pulled out of him. I would have thought this disgusting, but it was making me so horny... I was getting excited for my turn.

The first guy's rod was a bright red, changing him into a bull. The second was dark red, transforming a donkey. Whatever Michael had was what I was going to become. His tube was lowering down to him. He struggled still, fighting the shackles, but it did nothing. The tube connected, and the suction began. He was lost. Pleasure coursed through him, I could see him tensing his muscles, his ass, his abs. He was vibrating to the fucking of the machine and the sucking of the tube. I was so curious watching I didn't notice my machine started directly after his. I wasn't ready. My focus changed to the tube lowering down to me. My asshole was gripping the sliding rod, it felt so good, I was tensing up. The tube was nearly lowered. I wanted it badly. I pushed up into and it latched on. The suction started.

I could now feel what the others were going through. I moaned, I could feel the pleasure shooting through my dick to my lower abs. The suction was making my asshole vibrate around the rod sending more pleasure throughout my body. I had to watch what was happening. I freely flexed my toes, playing with them. It felt warm. I flexed my hands, then my abs, I clenched my ass. Everything was feeling warm and vibrating. And then I felt it. It started in my hands and feet. It was a warm tingling. It coursed around my skin, I kept flexing my feet, I don't know why. Hairs on my feet were growing rapidly. Hair? It was fur. I was growing dark brown fur. I could see it spreading on my toes. The nails were turning dark. I was changing. The tingling started spreading from my armpits. I looked to them, I could see fur creeping up from below across my chest, up my arms, my shoulders, my neck. The fur followed the warmth, it spread down my legs. First it was subtle, but then increased as it lingered. I could feel it crawling down my ass. My asshole began to tingle, the sensation threw my head back, I arched slightly. I could feel my hole pulsating, I knew fur was growing all around. It began spreading up my back. My muscles started to feel extremely firm. I looked at my legs. My feet were hardening, I no longer had toes, they were transforming into hooves. The legs were reconfiguring into the same digitigrade pose. I could see my calves, thighs, and muscles becoming more toned. It was sexy. I loved every bit of it. I watched for my abs to change. They grew, I could feel it in my chest and back too. The muscles were pulsing. They pushed out. I felt so much stronger, so much sexier. My arms felt the same. The biceps bulged, the triceps firmed. I could feel the tingling in my face, it began pushing out. I could feel my ears elongating, a heavy amount of hair was creeping down the back of my neck. I was growing a mane. I soon had a muzzle, and my nose widened, darkening. I could feel pre from all my excitement spilling into the tube. The pressure was building. My ass tightened, firming, I could feel the anus spreading. My hole was now inviting the rod that was increasing speed. I felt a nub grow from the base of my spine. It pushed out into a tail. I could feel the control growing in it. My scent was thick. I began gyrating with the suction. My moist balls were slapping against me as I furiously pumped the tube.

I looked to Michael, he was moaning. The same changes had been happening to him. He was gleaming in the light. He had dark brown fur, similar to mine, his face had pushed out into a muzzle. He was spasming to the fucking and suction too. His cock was growing... it was that stage. He looked like... he had been transformed into a horse. I was the same. The thoughts were pushing me to the edge. I could feel my balls filling out. I watched Michael reach his climax. He looked sexy for a human, but as a horse, it drove me wild. He moaned and neighed, it caused me to let loose a moan. It changed to a neigh. I could only take in his scent, but I wanted him badly. It made my balls churn, I could feel intense pressure. I watched his tube max its suction. I could feel mine doing the same. His dick grew, it throbbed, it bobbed the tube wildly. The pressure in my dick was causing it to expand, I knew mine was growing just like his. It was getting thicker, longer. He arched his back, the machine tube flew off his spasming dick and cum launched everywhere, spilling onto me. A massive wave of pleasure hit me. It felt like the head of dick was going to explode, I could feel the edges of the tube. They were lined with my pre, extremely slick. I couldn't control myself anymore. I arched my back, tensed my muscles. I could feel my asshole pulsating in sequence with my dick. The machine flew off and I exploded. Cum spewed everywhere... it hit my chest mixing with Michaels, it flew at him, the floor, the machine. It was a mess.

It was probably the most amazing feeling ever.

The machines pulled out of us. I relaxed, heavily breathing. I looked to Michael, he was relaxed as well. The machines released our shackles, all of our arms and legs fell limp. We were exhausted, spent. The room smelled of heavy male cum. It was a disaster. I wanted to get up, but I just couldn't. I wanted rest. We were fondling ourselves. We were animals. More moans escaped us. But my hearing caught the sound of something else. A strange clicking noise?

I couldn't see where it was, but it wasn't on the same floor as us. A few sounds of lights flashing on startled me. I looked to them ...the direction the were pointing at. I couldn't make out the figure, but it seemed female. She stood there, merely a shadow... the lights made me squint. She was standing on a steel balcony, hands resting on one of the railings, tapping a sharp finger.

I wanted to speak, but before I could she beat me to it.

"You came out successful." She sighed a soft laugh. Her voice was smooth and almost vibrated. "After our screening process we proceeded with your requested species and type of procedure. We have your paperwork for review. As of now you may be experiencing memory distortion from the previous screen. But worry not, it will clear up within the day. Do know that everything performed today was granted with your permission. We can talk in just a moment." She moved across the balcony to a panel.

I looked back at Michael as I heard some button noises from the panel the strange woman was at. I didn't care. All I knew was that I wanted him. I was feeling aroused. He fidgeted comfortably on the table. I could hear the woman walking grow faint. She must be leaving.

I think I'm going to love this. I just hope he does too. I saw the other two guys begin to get up.

The whole moment was disrupted when our machines made some weird sound. The mechanical arms withdrew. We all looked at them. At the very top, a hose appeared. What in the hell was that?

Water sprayed out...

I was getting soaked. I put my hands and hooves up to block it, but I just gave up. I laid back down. I didn't care, the water traveled along my limp body.

It felt like rain.