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It was a cool day in the fall. The streets were fairly empty today, but the nearby hotel was bustling. The local furry convention was in town, and tons of people dressed head to toe in heavy fursuits filled the block.
The ugliest, greasiest green-haired twink was walking down the street, with a stained plug tail lodged between his cheeks, the base was severely rusted . On his head he wore a pair of mechanical eargear furry cosplay ears, which looked to be professionally made, but treated like shit. He also wore some paws, which were originally white, but his refusal to wash them made them a more greyish-brown. He lived close to the convention hotel, so he chose to walk there instead.
He entered the convention. Furries immediately walked away from him, as his smell was putrid. Not even the soiled diapers that lined the bathroom stalls of Rainfurrest 2015 smelled as bad. He reeked of animal piss, vomit, sweat, and chemicals; an absolutely horrific concoction of vile stink.
“Maybe I’ll attend a room party! I heard those are fun!” He thought.
Slowly, he ventured the halls of the hotel, when his stomach began to grumble. He hoped a room party would have food.
Suddenly, he came across what felt like gold. A pizza box sat on the floor. He smelled the cheesy grease, and his mouth began to water. Lifting up the pizza, he gently opened the box.
Inside sat a full, cheeseless, pizza. He drooled as he inspected. A suspicious white solution coated the pizza, but he assumed it was just some new tiktok trend thing.
He lifted a slice, mouth watering as he shoved it into his mouth like a feral animal. The taste was slightly sour and salty, and he spat it out in surprise.
“This pizza is covered in goon juice!! What the hell!” He yelped. The sticky sauce as well as the pizza grease had already caked onto his nasty paws, but it didn’t really make a difference, as they were already extremely dirty.
His stomach still howled with an angry hunger. He fell to his knees from it. The pizza was all he had, so he just forced it down. His body tried to reject it in every way, knowing about the heaps of slimy goon jlurt that coated the pizza. He gagged as he shoved the last cold, slimy slice of pizza down his gullet. Though it really couldn't be called pizza, it was just crust, sauce, bellpepers, and salty splurty jlurt sauce.
“Ouughh.. I think I need water now..” He groaned. His stomach gargled, sick from the goon pizza he just ate. He crawled back to the elevator, trying to get to the main floor.
Once he made it, he grabbed a glass of fiji brand water. He usually refused to drink water, but this was dire. He drank a shit ton of it in an attempt to wash down the slimy flavor of the horrible hallway pizza.
He curled up on the convention floor for a few hours, clenching his stomach as he watched concerned fursuiters walking past him and the puddle he created from not moving after guzzling down loads of water.
“I-I’m fine heh.. Just.. roleplaying..” He said, trying to cover up the obvious piss stain.
Eventually after a few hours, he was able to stand up. The goon pizza was digested, and now he felt it. His bowels growled like an angry pack of lions, trying to escape the bars that were his rectum. He immediately darted to the bathroom, ripping the plug out. There was a large POP before straight liquid shit and blood spilled from his rear.
He spent about an hour and a half on the toilet, leaving his entire body coated in a cold and stale sweat. He cried, swore, and prayed during the hellish shit. The goon pizza was a bad idea. His gluten intolerance paired with digesting about a gallon of sticky goon sludge had destroyed him. He limped out of the stall, and a brown and off-white blanford’s fox with light pink star details dashed eagerly into his unflushed stall, licking its lips. The fox’s fur seemed to have nicotine stains on it, despite not smelling of cigarettes.
Natural didn’t wash his hands. In fact, he was still wearing his fursuit paws, which now had brown clump stains on them. His paws now had 4 bodily fluids on them. (blood, cum, piss, shit.)
Still limping, he took one last look around the dealer’s den and artist’s alley. He ended up buying a very explicit body pillow of Twilight Sparkle from the adult section of the dealer’s den. He cuddled it, before being asked to leave by convention staff, as he smelled terrible.
The sky was now dark, he was still limping from the bloody liquid hell that left his bowels earlier, so the walk home was rough. At least now he had his hot steamy mare girlfriend Twilight in physical form. He no longer had to goon to pictures on his computer.
Not paying attention, he bumped into the blanford's fox from the stalls. He smelled strongly of an outhouse but, unsurprisingly, Natural didn’t mind in the slightest, and proudly showed off his girlfriend to the shorter, quite coarse stranger.
The fox wobbled, clearly very drunk and woozy. There was a brown stain around his muzzle, which Natural assumed had been from the bathroom stall incident earlier. The fox stumbled, before holding his stomach. A stream of hot, bubbly vomit came spewing out of his mouth, right into Natural’s before he collapsed and fell asleep.
Natural could taste it. He could taste the remnants of the goon pizza. This fox who ate his shit just vomited his shit back into his mouth. Like the little submissive twink he is, he swallowed every drop of vomit.
Another sexy, buff, blue wolf was walking down the street as well. His fat cheeks and curvy body jiggled with every step. His smell was strong and incredible, like a pine campfire.
He walked up to Natural. Natural stared up at his tall, manly figure.
“H-hey.. Do you need something?” He asked, his twink voice cracking nervously.
“I need you to take a shower.” The blue hunk of a wolf growled, his voice deep and tender.
Natural winced. He tried to avoid water because water had Estrogen in it and while he may LOOK like a femboy, he certainly didn’t want to be a femboy. Estrogen likely wouldn’t even do anything anyway, considering his weak omega hips were wide enough to deliver a baby, if he had the biology anyways. Wink wink omegaverse wink wink.
“N-no thanks.. Sorry.” he replied.
“Well then, you have left me with no choice.. Take off your furry gear, it’ll make this much easier..” Greely grumbled.
Like the submissive omega twink bitch he is, Natural peeled off his sweaty furry gear. His hands were greasy and coated in sweat from wearing the paws all day, and he yelped as the tail plug popped out, as it was now rusted from sitting in his goon pizza shit. He also took off his collar, which was stained from years worth of sweat, and a rusted tag that said “TOILET PUPPY”
“You are.. Definitely a person.” Greely said. When all the furry gear rested on the sidewalk, Greely snatched him up. He immediately started dashing down the street, his strong sexy legs propelling him quickly to his home.
“STOP!! WHAT ARE YOU DOING!!!” Natural yelped out, trying to struggle free from Greely’s strong, soft, gentle and muscular arms.
“I’m kidnapping you. You don’t deserve to see the light of day and enjoy life ever again.” Greely growled.
They reached Greely’s home. It was a nice cozy little home. Greely opened the door. He was still holding Natural, who was crying and struggling still. Greely darted downstairs quickly, where a skinny red and black wolf was standing. In the basement, there were many strange contraptions. Red fuzzy bedazzled handcuffs, rope, and a collar that said “pet”
Natural was confused. Was he being kidnapped and tortured or forcefully invited to a furry freak party? He gulped nervously, and Greely began to tie him to a rusty metal chair. The red and black wolf watched, a jealous shine in his deep red eyes. Natural tried to wriggle, but Greely’s ropes were tied suspiciously well. The rough ropes irritated his twink skin.
“What are you doing!? Is this some kind of twisted fetish?” Natural yelped, still trying to wriggle free from the tight binds of the rope.
“No. This is no freak business, buddy. You are an ugly, worthless, and putrid being. You do not deserve to enjoy life ever again.” Greely grumbled. He proceeded to slap natural across his face.
Natural screamed out in pain, a large red paw mark on his face. Tears ran down, stinging his sensitive, hurt ugly face.
“That is merely a glimpse of what you will endure, you little worthless bitch.” Greely stated. He and Fman walked upstairs, leaving Natural alone in the dark.
Natural tried to struggle out of the ropes, but they were just too tight. A big bruise covered the side of his face now, in the shape of Greely’s paw. He scoped out the room, trying to see if there was anything he could do or use to get him free. He was probably missing out on so many furry room parties right now.
He looked over. On the floor of the basement sat a variety of blades and weapons. They were way out of his reach. He sighed, before realizing these would likely be used against him. He knew his pain tolerance was extremely low, and that if Greely planned to torture him with these, that he would surely suffer.
Greely came back down a few hours later.
“Well, I suppose its time to begin. Welcome to your foreseeable future. I didn’t get your name, what is it?” He asked, voice raspy and tender,
“I-It’s.. Natural..” Natural stuttered, voice shaky.
“What a strange ugly name for a strange ugly person. My name is Greely, Greely the wolf alpha. The red wolf you saw is Fman, my lover.” Greely replied.
“Oh.. okay. What’s going to happen to me?” Natural asked, visibly terrified.
“I am going to hurt you beyond anything you’ve ever felt before. You make me sick. Everything about you is just, so… sickening.” Greely growled.
Greely walked over to the weapons. Looking down, he carefully selected one. An old, rusted box cutter. Natural winced as he saw it. While he has had rust in his body before, it was not as sharp as this. His heart rate spiked as Greely held it up.
“This.. this will be a perfect start.” Greely said, voice sly and slightly excited. He grabbed Natural’s skinny arm, and made an incision.
Natural gasped as he felt the rusty blade separate his skin, a stinging pain taking over his arm. He couldn’t look down, the pain was too terrible. He felt Greely grab his other arm, and make another.
“Let’s ease you in. This is enough for today.” Greely said. His voice oddly soothing, but his eyes gleaming with cruelty and disgust.
Greely left. Only the light from upstairs peeked in. Natural looked down, barely able to see the 2 slices on his arms. Blood welled around them, and he felt a deeply uncomfortable stinging as they bled. Tears began to drip down his face, and he closed his eyes. He was so tired.
Many hours passed. Natural sat there. He was trapped in a dark room, unable to move. Who knew when Greely would come next. He just wished he had some bandaids.
Eventually all the lights went out. Greely and his lover must be asleep. Natural tried again to escape the tight binds of the rope, but again he failed. The room was pitch black, and he couldn’t see a thing.
For hours, he sat. He couldn’t sleep, he was too scared. No matter how long he closed his eyes, he felt as if he would perpetually be awake.
When the light was back, Natural panicked. His stomach roared with hunger, and he had to urinate so bad. He also missed his girlfriend. Perhaps, if he begged Greely hard enough, he could see his hot pony gf.
Minutes later, the sexy blue wolf gently stepped down the stairs. Arriving at Natural, he looked down.
“Greely.. I miss my girlfriend.. Could you bring her to me..?” Natural begged, his eyes dull and greasy.
“What do you mean GIRLfriend??” Greely asked, confused about the heterosexuality of the situation. Considering how feminine and twinkish Natural was, as well as visiting a furry convention and wearing a plug tail, he was almost certain Natural was a homosexual.
“My hot bodypillow pony GF twilight Sparkle. I think you took her away from me when you kidnapped me and trapped me in this freaky ass basement!” Natural said.
“God you have such an annoying voice. Why on EARTH did I even believe you were talking about a real woman. Of course you are a brony. I have that body pillow, yes. It is very explicit, and Fman is getting uncomfortable looking at her secret sparkle. I can return it to you, but you will be FORBIDDEN from cuddling it.” Greely growled.
“Th-thankyou Greely! You are so kind!” Natural cried, his voice cracking.
Greely walked back upstairs. Moments later, he returned. In his strong arms, he held a very explicitly drawn body pillow of Twilight. Natural was so excited. He lost control of his bladder, and a big dark stain around his groin appeared.
“Oh. A little overjoyed, I see.” Greely said, cringing back in disgust. He threw the body pillow on the ground, before going and grabbing a knife.
“As punishment for wetting yourself and therefore destroying my property, you will face this knife.” Greely grumbled angrily. He lifted the ankles of Naturals wrinkly, ugly khakis and sliced a wound into his jungly hairy legs.
Natural yelped out. The long slice in his leg burned with fiery passionate pain. Blood dripped onto the floor. He felt the knife go in again, and he clenched his fist, trying to distract from the horrible pain.
“So behaved today. Enjoy your pillow.” Greely said as he left the room again.
The light from upstairs was barely enough for Natural to see his pony GF. But he stared at her intently. Everything about the body pillow made him feel something. Her wings were fanned out, trying to cover her chest but failing. Almost as if she wanted him to see her so vulnerable. Her hooves and horn were sparkling, almost as if she had just finished bathing, and her barely there lacey red thong didn't leave much to the imagination but left you wanting more. Her hair looked so silky and soft he felt like he would be able to smell her shampoo. She was truly perfect in every way. Once he could free himself he knew he would celebrate by making love to her until the sun came up, but even then he would likely debate lapsing the session. If she were real he would gladly do whatever she said, whether it be letting her yank his hair until his scalp was sore, barking for her in a cute little collar, or letting her use her sparkling, magical horn however she pleased on his pathetic omega body.
He watched her for the rest of the day, it was the best thing possible right now. Unfortunately his hands were tied tightly behind his back, and he wasn't able to touch her or himself. Tears welled in his eyes, he was so close, yet so far from the love of his life.
The night fell. Natural was exhausted beyond belief. He hadn’t slept the night previous, he was starving, and he was injured. Eventually his body passed out from exhaustion.
For hours he remained passed out. Greely came back down, and noticed his sleepy state. Greely prepared to exploit his vulnerability. He walked over quietly, and grabbed a bat.
Moments passed, Greely waited to get the perfect hit. At just the right moment, he swung. The bat hit Natural’s face, quickly awakening him, before the blinding pain sunk in. He screeched out, terrified. Blood streamed out of his mouth and nose and a huge bruise formed around his eyes. His head was spinning from the impact, and yet again he passed out.
“Good, you take these beatings quite well, Natural. Typical submissive twinks.” Greely gruffed.
He went back over, setting the bloody bat down. He picked up a razor blade, and walked back up to Natural’s unconscious body. Greely used the razor to slice a few sizable wounds in his upper arm. Blood streamed out, but Natural was still totally out of it. Greely collected the blood in a small jar, before quickly exiting the basement, as he felt a sudden sickness.
Hours later, Natural woke up. Dried blood coated his face and upper arm. It had been enough time for the bleeding to stop, and the wounds to scab, but he could still feel the pain. His bruised eye was barely open, still puffy from the impact. His stomach felt like it was eating him alive, growling uncontrollably. Perhaps the next time Greely entered, he could beg for mercy, and be fed something.
The next day was hazy. Natural’s head was spinning, and his stomach roared. He could barely focus on his girlfriend anymore, as the pain was overtaking his whole body.
Greely came down, and while Natural felt an instinctual fear, he still was hopeful he could beg for some form of food.
“G-Greely.. Please.. food.. “ Natural stuttered, his voice hoarse and raspy.
“Oh, I suppose it’s been a while since you’ve eaten or drank anything. Give me one moment.” Greely replied.
Natural was surprised. Greely was showing him mercy for once. He would finally be able to eat and drink, it had felt like forever.
30 or so minutes passed before Greely returned. In his hands sat a plate and a cup. The plate had some strange mixture on it. It looked like rice and steamed carrots, as well as a slightly melted un-salted block of butter. In Greely’s other paw, he held a small glass, which was full of a deep red mystery substance.
“Time to eat!” Greely said. He cupped the rice and carrots in his hand, before bringing it to Natural’s mouth. He shoved it in, and Natural chewed. The food was extremely bland, but it was much better than nothing, and this little white boy probably never seasoned anything anyways. If he was even capable of cooking, considering how skinny he was.
After he ate the rice and carrots, Greely held up the stick of butter. Natural was vegan, so he kept his mouth shut and gave an unpleasant glare.
“What in Mira’s name are you doing? Open your mouth, twink.” Greely growled, butter in hand.
“I would never eat a product made with the stolen milk of abused and murdered animals.” Natural growled back.
“Oh, I see. In any other case, I would respect your decisions, but in this case, I want you to suffer.” Greely replied. He forced Natural’s mouth open, before shoving the stick of butter in his mouth, Natural struggled, trying not to eat the butter. He forced the butter out of his mouth, before lunging his head at Greely’s hand, biting it.
“Ow!! What the hell do you think you’re doing?” Greely snarled, jumping back from the sudden bite.
“I told you that I wouldn’t consume edible MURDER.” Natural exclaimed. “I only drink ethically sourced consensual hot anthro mommy cow milk!” he continued.
Greely was fuming. He grabbed Natural by the hair, and held him tightly. He forced the butter down again, this time forcing Natural to swallow.
“Good little pissfag. I don’t like it when you try and argue with me.” Greely said.
Natural started to cry. This went against all his beliefs. He just had to consume pure buttery murder, and it was unfortunately delicious. The greasy butter filled his stomach, and he felt more energetic, but at what cost?
“You’ll love the drink!” Greely said. He held the glass up, and all Natural could smell was the sweet, metallic pungent stink of blood.
“Wh-what is this?” He asked
“My menstruation blood, mixed with some of yours! My blood was frozen for a while though, unfortunately it seems my period is late this month!” Greely said.
Natural felt sick. First he was force fed the greasy, fatty butter stolen from innocent cows, now he had to drink the lining of this sadistic freak’s uterus, how horrific.
Greely held the glass to Natural’s mouth, while holding Natural’s face. Natural felt violently sick as he tasted the lumpy blood on his tongue. Greely still held his face tightly, so all he could do was swallow. Tears beaded from his eyes as the blood ran down his throat, and the sweet, sickening stench filled his nostrils. It felt like it would never end, that he would be drinking this sickening mixture forever.
Eventually he felt the blood stop, and he opened his eyes. The glass was empty, he had drank all the blood. He felt it in his stomach, and the flavor still haunted his mouth. Greely looked at him, a twinkle of pride in his eyes.
“Wasn’t that just so refreshing?” Greely said, a big cheeky grin across his mesmerizingly blue face.
“I.. I.. um..” Natural replied, voice sickly and shaky.
“Now you’re fed. No thanks whatsoever?” Greely grumbled
“N-No.. thank you. Thank you.” Natural quickly replied.
“Too late buddy.” Greely said. He grabbed a razor again. He made a few quick scratches across Natural’s arms, before leaving him to bleed.
Once Greely left, Natural burst into tears. He could still taste the period blood, and he felt sick from the butter. He was violently lactose intolerant, and he knew soon he would suffer. Tied to the chair, he had nowhere to let his gassy turds loose, and would likely have to soil his pants, trapped in a warm, mushy seat for who knows how long. He looked back at Twilight, her loving eyes being the only comfort left in this hellish place.
Honestly Natural was pretty sure he had some infected bedsores, sitting in one spot for 3 days straight PLUS leaking in his own pants is NOT a good combination. He lowkey wished that Fman and Greely were babyfurs or something so he wouldn't have to just piss and shit in his expensive khakis.
Greely came back down.
“Hey, so Fman told me your stench was beginning to leak upstairs, so we’re gonna make you take a bath” Greely said.
“No! The water is laced with estrogen! I do NOT want to be a woman!” Natural cried.
“I really doubt estrogen would do anything, considering how feminine your figure is already. I swear, those hips were built for birthing!” Greely replied.
Natural gave up arguing, as it was pointless. He felt Greely untie the ropes, and his body was freed. He could try to run now, but his legs were way too weak. Greely snatched him up, and took him upstairs.
Greely and Fman had a nice bathroom. It was very large and cozy, but Natural feared what was to come. Fman had already filled the tub with warm water.
“Please Greely! D-don’t make me bathe!! I really don’t want to become a woman!” Natural pleaded, tears forming in his eyes.
“I am literally transgender, the water won’t do shit to you you fucking wimpy faggot.” Greely said.
“Now, undress. We won’t look at you until you’re covered by the water.” Fman said.
Natural was confused. He was forced to drink blood and endure torture, but god forbid he be nude around them. Whatever.
He undressed. He hopped into the tub, and the water instantly turned brown. Fman turned around to check on him, but gagged as he saw the nasty water.
“Use the shampoo and soap now. You desperately need it.” Greely demanded.
“Okay okay.. Fine.” Natural said. He rarely ever used soap or shampoo, usually preferring natural ingredients like onions and coconut oil, god no wonder he stinks like fucking shit.
Greely suddenly clenched his stomach again, before vomiting in the toilet.
“Oh my goodness Greely, are you okay my baby boy?” Fman said, concerned.
“I dunno. I’ve been pretty sick in the morning these past few days.” Greely replied
“Oh.. do you think you’re… you know… pregnant?” Fman suggested.
“Oh god.. No.. My period was late too. I.. think I am..” Greely said.
“Well, guess we should go to the abortion clinic once this TWINK here is done with his bath.” Fman said.
“Good idea. Maybe if they let us keep the fetus.. We could get a little creative.” Greely replied.
Natural was done bathing. His hair was now visibly lighter and his body no longer had blood and dirt stains on it. Greely let him dry off, before giving him some old clothes, as his current clothes were dirty and stained with his various bodily fluids.
Greely brought him back downstairs. He sat down on the chair, and Greely began to tie him back up. Once he tied the last knot, he immediately dashed upstairs, ready to go to the abortion clinic.
Natural was left downstairs once again. The bath did feel good, as he was able to walk around a little, and wash the itchy blood off his skin. He really prayed that the water didn’t have any female hormones in it, but he was still suspicious.
He felt it suddenly. The butter was coming back to bite him. A raging gassy monster tore through his bowels, and he felt it bubbling. He cried out in pain. He didn’t want to free it, but it hurt so bad to hold it in. He tried for as long as possible to hold the bubbling, boiling lava inside of him, in hopes that Greely and Fman would return, but it was useless. The pain became unbearable, and the boiling monsters were clawing and slamming against the walls of his rectum. In a moment of weakness, they escaped.
Natural cried out as he felt a liquidy, hot shart fill his pants. The warmth was horrifying, he just bathed, and now he was soiled and dirty again. He cried in frustration, praying Greely would empathize with him.
Many many hours later, he heard the door open. He recognized Greely and Fman’s voices, and prayed they would come down soon. He felt his rear getting itchy from sitting in his waste for hours, and how it had dried.
“Ohhhh Naturallllll!” Greely sung out as he came down the stairs.
“Greely.. I need your help!” Natural exclaimed.
“Not now. I just had an abortion, so I am very fatigued. I am cooking you up a lovely dinner, so please be grateful!” Greely said.
“No.. its just that.. Um.. does the dinner have dairy again?” Natural asked.
“Not this time! Your meal is ethically sourced!!” Greely said, grinning again.
“O-oh.. thank you. I-I’m just lactose intolerant.. And.. the butter.. I.. I mightve shat myself a little.. I’m sorry Greely.” Natural cried.
“Oh. I thought I smelled something funny. You can take another bath tomorrow, but for now, you will enjoy my meal.” Greely gruffed.
Natural sat in silence. Greely brought something down. It looked pink and weird.
“Dinner is served. Eat up.” Greely stated.
“D-do you mind telling me what this is?” Natural asked, still trying to decipher what the strange pink thing was.
“Oh, why this is my unborn child! Fresh from the abortion clinic! I cooked it up just for you!!” Greely exclaimed.
“O-Oh..” Natural felt sick. While he totally supported abortion, he would never wish to eat a fetus. Much less the fetus of the man who was currently torturing him.”
Greely held Natural’s head down again, before forcing the fetus into his mouth. Natural gagged, every part of his body was rejecting this, knowing where it came from. But still, Greely was stronger, and he ended up swallowing the fetus.
Fman came down the stairs to watch. He nodded approvingly at Greely’s force feeding.
Once he ate it, Greely chuckled, before leaving him again. Fman still stood down there, but moved closer once Greely left.
“Fman.. how are you okay with this?” Natural whimpered.
“Greely is an intelligent man. I trust his judgement of you, and that you fully deserve what you are enduring.” Fman replied.
Fman inched closer to him, and touched his green hair. It was softer now, as it had been shampooed.
“You have nice hair, it’s such a shame you refuse to care for it at all..” Fman said, looking at the huge matted rat’s nest pony tail.
“I-I just don’t find it necessary. Animals in the wild don’t need to shower, so why should I?” Natural replied.
“Because you live in a society where it’s necessary. You are not an animal, so it's your duty to stay clean and shiny.” Fman said.
“But.. the estrogen in the water!! I don’t want to be a girl!” Natural cried.
“You dumbass bitch there is NO estrogen in the water, where did you even hear that?” Fman growled
“I-I heard from a friend..” Natural replied.
“I know that’s a lie, buddy. I would be extremely surprised if you had friends..” Fman stated.
“No.. I have friends! I mean.. They’re all teenagers.. Except for one of them… But.. they’re smart!!” Natural cried, trying to defend himself.
“Excuse me..? Minors? Your only friends are minors?” Fman responded, highly concerned.
“I-I.. can we talk about something else?” Natural squealed, cheeks red with embarrassment.
“No.. I think I’ll leave. We can talk some other time, you’re such a loser it's humorous.” Fman giggled. He clawed a little scratch into Natural’s skin before leaving.
Natural yelped then looked away in shame. Here he was confessing about his lack of friends over the age of 18 while covered in his own feces.
He sat in that shat for many many hours. His stomach slowly digested Greely’s unborn child. After a while of sitting in it, he was able to get used to the feeling and smell, and he looked at his girlfriend for comfort. Unfortunately Greely placed the pillow so that it only showed one side, and that side was much less revealing. He was disappointed, but the current environment he was in would make gooning a miserable experience.
The next morning, Fman came down. “Hey, time for your bath. Cause you.. Shat yourself.” He muttered. He untied Natural and grabbed him by his skinny twink wrist before dragging him upstairs.
Natural kind of understood the bathing routine. He would undress, wash himself, then dress again. As he undressed, he noticed his chest, and how it was ever so slightly larger than before. He worried it might be the estrogen water, but maybe he just got fat from eating the stick of butter. He tried not to panic, and brushed it off as weight gain.
After his bath, he went back into the basement. Greely was standing down there, holding a collar and chain leash.
“Wh-whats this for?” Natural asked.
“Change of seating. For the next while you’ll be chained by the neck with this collar. It’ll give you the ability to walk around so that you dont.. Shit yourself again. If you need to go do it in that bucket over there.” Greely explained.
“Oh. okay..” Natural said. He was a little excited about the collar.. For nefarious reasons. Sometimes he enjoyed roleplaying as an animal a little too much.. So this was the perfect setup for him. He just wished he had some ears and a tail..
Greely put the collar around his neck, and locked the chain to it. There was no way to escape from it, but it was more comfortable than being tightly tied to a rusty shit and piss covered metal chair.
Once Greely left, Natural immediately hopped onto all fours, rolling around and making dog noises. Little did he know, Fman was still lurking in the corner, hidden in the shadows.
Fman emerged, and Natural’s heart rate spiked.
“FMAN!! WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE!” He yelped out, cheeks turning bright red with embarrassment.
“You little fucking freak. And I thought I was a freak. Even when kidnapped you still find a way to completely embarrass yourself.” Fman huffed.
“Well then, Fman. You’ve seen me at my most vulnerable, and heard my most embarrassing secrets. Suppose you could supply me with my ears and tail?” Natural begged while tilting his head and raising his front hands to mimic a dog, now resting on his knees.
“Fuck no.” Fman cringed. He yanked at the chain, and Natural yelped in pain.
“Oww!! Pwease stop! That hurts puppy!!” Natural cried out
Fman grinned. “You are so pathetic. I take pleasure in seeing you suffer.” He laughed.
“Please no! I’ll be obedient! I’ll be a good boy!” Natural whined.
Fman cringed, then went to grab a weapon. He returned with some sort of spray, and sprayed it in Natural’s eyes. Natural screeched out, and deciphered it was pepper spray. His whole face felt like it was going to boil off, and he couldn’t open his eyes.
“Fman!! Please! I’ll do anything.. I’ll stop being weird if I can have my tail and ears back! Please!” Natural said, voice shaky and in pain. He fell to the ground, eyes burning him alive.
Fman scowled, staring down at him. “FINE. Let me go and find it, you stupid fart.”
Fman left, then came back with a tail and ears, which had just been deep-cleaned and de-rusted so that they were soft and sparkly. “I have your goods, Natural.”
“Oh joy! Thank you Fman! C-can you put them on for me, please?” Natural begged while turning around.
“You want me to.. Insert.. Your tail..?” Fman said, horrified.
“Y-yeah..”
“Okay. Whatever.” Fman crammed the tail into Natural’s rear, and Natural yelped at the sudden cramming. He then felt the ears on his head. His eyes were still puffy and shut from the spray, but he wagged the tail and thanked Fman.
Fman felt like he was going to puke, but seeing Natural so vulnerable made him feel.. Something deep inside. He wanted to talk to Natural more and more, but he also didn’t want any unnecessary attachments.
Fman left, and Natural was alone. After that incident, he began to feel a sort of fondness towards Fman. While he was on the floor, he felt his chest again. They felt even bigger, and he started to panic. He was turning into a woman. He freaked out, the water really did have estrogen in it!!
A few hours passed when Natural suddenly heard footsteps again, this time it was Greely. Greely was holding a glass with some… white liquid… in his large meaty paws, and then slowly forced natural’s mouth open and tilted his head back and he dumped the entire glass of liquid down Natural’s throat.
“WHAT DID YOU JUST FEED ME?!” Given the other stuff he had been given, Natural was absolutely terrified, although there wasn't really any hint of the salty taste he was expecting.
“Soymilk, your rancid breath and pale crusty tongue tell me you don’t drink much..” Greely gruffed.
Natural began to panic. “SOYMILK?? THAT SHIT HAS ESTROGEN IN IT TOO!! I’M ALREADY GROWING BOOBS WHAT ARE YOU TRYING TO DO TO ME?” He screeched. He curled up into a ball, rocking himself back and forth.
“No you’re not. Stop being crazy.. I’ve gone way too soft on you, clearly.” Greely growled.
He grabbed a knife, before making a huge slice in Natural’s leg. Natural screamed out as blood sputtered everywhere. This wound was deeper than anything before, it burned and tingled endlessly. Greely grinned as he made another in his other leg.
Natural was shaking, the pain was unbearable. He stared down at the open wounds and the skin that was cut through. Blood covered his legs and he could barely stand up anymore.
“Whoops.. Maybe that was a little too intense..” Greely said, surprised by the amount of blood.
Greely walked over then returned with a needle and thread.
“Bandaids would be pointless on a wound this deep, let's get to sewing!” Greely announced.
He threaded the needle, then plunged it in. Natural held back his screams as greely sewed his wounds shut. He could feel the needle and thread every time it pierced through his bleeding wounds.
“Great, that should work.” Greely said. He grabbed a bottle of rubbing alcohol and splashed it over the sewed up cuts. Natural curled up like a pill bug from the burning pain. While disinfecting it would be helpful, the burning was way too intense to bear.
After wrapping up the now patched cuts Greely suddenly stared down at Natural’s thin frame and dog outfit and left. Natural put his hands on his lap without thinking and immediately winced in pain, having pressed down directly onto his fresh wound and making it bleed some more.
He reached over to his twilight body pillow, maybe she could provide some comfort. He couldn't walk due to the deep wounds on his legs, but he managed to grab her. Laying on the cold basement floor, he cuddled her. She got some blood on her, but he didn’t care. Eventually, he was able to fall asleep again.
He woke up the next day. Greely and Fman were standing in front of him.
“Oh. hey.” Natural said.
“We got you some food!” Greely said excitedly, grinning.
“Oh. Let me guess. It’s boiled mice babies or something.” Natural replied, losing hope in Greely’s ability to empathize.
“Nope. Dog food.” Greely stated.
Natural was horrifically embarrassed. Now everyone in this house knew about his freakish dog behavior, and now they were going to exploit it until he broke.
Greely pulled out a sticky old plastic dog bowl, and poured some of the kibble in. The kibble was cheap and smelled like a million different chemicals. Natural stared down at the dirty bowl. While he was surely a freak, the sheer sticky hairy grime that coated the cheap plastic bowl was sickening.
“Well, are you going to eat? This was a lot of money, Natural.” Greely growled. He grabbed a belt and whipped Natural until his body was red and sore. Natural cried as he forced the kibble down his throat, attempting to avoid another brutal beating.
“Good. This is all you’ll be getting from now on, so enjoy.” Greely said.
Natural laid down on the cold basement floor. His whole body hurt, and his stomach growled, irritated from the harsh chemicals in the suspicious dog kibble. As he laid down, he noticed his breasts were even larger, as if somehow the dog food he was just forced to eat was laced with a ton of estrogen. His skin also felt softer and more feminine.
He was turning into a woman. His worst nightmare. He curled up into a ball, and began to panic. Not only was he kidnapped, he was also turning into a woman. Well at least now maybe people would like him. Who doesn’t love women!!
Greely came back down again.
“What’s with all the ruckus?! Stop crying!” He demanded.
Natural looked up at him, “What are you doing to me? I’m turning into a girl!” He cried out.
Greely looked at him closely. His body was definitely significantly more feminine than when he had first met Natural. He had 2 nice round breasts fit to feed a whole litter upon his chest, and his hips were somehow wider. The past few weeks, Greely had been lacing everything with substantial amounts of estrogen. His hopes were that if he turned Natural into a hot girl, then the high beauty standards that women are held to would force him into maintaining good hygiene.
“Wow. Guess you weren’t kidding about the estrogen in the water!!” Greely purred.
“Greely this is not funny!! I’m turning into a girl! I don’t want to be a girl!!” Natural pleaded, eyes still full of tears.
“Too bad. FMAN!! COME DOWN AND GET THE SURGERY KIT!” Greely yelled.
“What the fuck do you mean surgery kit? What’s going on??” Natural exclaimed, starting to panic again.
“Well, if you’re turning into a girl.. Might as well get the hardest parts of transitioning out of the way first. Bottom surgery time!!” Greely announced, a large grin beaming across his adorable little face.
“WHAT. WHAT DO YOU MEAN BOTTOM SURGERY?!!!?!?! IS THIS EVEN SAFE??!?” Natural screeched. He held his groin, panicking about the operation. He prayed that if this went through, they would at least have some drugs for him.
Fman came down the stairs. In his arms he held a large case, as well as a bag of white powder. He came over to Greely, and placed the large case on the nearby table. Greely wheeled out another table, which appeared to be padded and fit for a person.
“Usually me and Fman use this table for… um.. Role play.. But it is a real functioning medical device.” Greely explained.
Natural huddled into a ball, absolutely terrified. This kidnapping was worse than he imagined. He would much prefer to just be tied up and sliced to pieces than be forcefully turned into a woman.
Greely went back upstairs, then returned. He held a plate with a very nicely cooked burger on it.
“Here. Eat this. A little emotional support VEGAN burger before the operation.” He said.
Natural was famished, and he took the burger. It was warm, greasy, and smelled absolutely amazing. The first real food he had eaten in a while. A few moments passed, and the burger was gone.
Minutes later, he began to feel strange. His heart felt slowed, and his body felt numb. He could barely even think about the surgery as he slipped into a daze.
“Guess that fentanyl was the real shit!” Fman said.
The last moments were a hazy blur. Natural was barely able to make out Fman and Greely before everything went dark.
Hours passed. Fman and Greely worked tirelessly on Natural’s brand new cave. He almost woke up from the fentanyl a few times, but they were able to give him more before he could panic.
It was now the next day. Natural woke up, with Fman staring over him.
“Oh, good you’re awake! We thought we killed you there! There was a concerning of blood loss throughout the operation, heh!” Fman giggled.
“Wh-what.. What operation?” Natural asked, still delirious from all the fentanyl he was on.
“Your bottom surgery! We also did a few extra feminizing touch-ups elsewhere while you were out. You look so much like a woman now, it's crazy!” Fman explained.
Natural was still out of it, but she was able to remember before the operation, and how they were turning her into a woman. The fentanyl still in her body made her too high to panic though, so she just laid there half conscious.
It was another few hours before the drugs wore off. Natural was regaining consciousness, and realized how sore her groin felt. How was she going to make love to her beloved Twilight now?! Would he (or she) just have to turn lesbian??
“You seem hurt! Poor baby.. Snort a line of this! It’ll make you feel a lot better and more awake.” Fman said, dangling the small bag of white powder.
Natural obliged, it’s not like her situation could get any worse. She watched fman use one of the bloody razor blades that was normally used to cut her open to cut the pile of powder into a few nice lines.
Natural hesitantly snorted up the powder. It burned in her nose. She sat there, waiting for whatever the hell she just snorted to kick in.
A while later, she felt it. A wave of energy came upon her. She tried to stand up, only to realize she was handcuffed to the medical bed. (not in a sexual way)
“Why am I handcuffed down? Free me this instant!” She yelped.
“Cocaine makes people crazy, and considering how you’re still our prisoner.. we wouldn't want any unnecessary escape attempts..” Fman replied.
“Oh. I really thought you were the nice one..” Natural sneered, before trying to yank herself free from the handcuffs again.
“Um.. okay crazy mcgee. I’m leaving” Fman said, then left.
Natural was left alone in the basement again. He was high as hell on cocaine, and freshly out of a complicated surgery. She tried to get free from the handcuffs again, but clearly they were high quality. He eventually wore himself out from struggling so much.
The COKE wore off, and he was left to suffer again. His groin was still excruciatingly sore from the surgery, and he had no energy left. Eventually he passed out.
He woke up to see Fman looming over him again.
“AUUUGHH!! AUUGH oh it's just you. What is going on now?” She asked.
“More drugs. To help you with the pain.” Fman said, grabbing the bag of cocaine again.
“I really don’t think cocaine is a good pain killer, Fman.” Natural said. While she wished for other, more effective drugs, his body had a strange draw to the coke.
Fman let her do another couple of lines, then left again.
“Greely will be down here soon. Just sit still this time. The struggling noises were very annoying, and you don’t want to damage your fresh stitches..” Fman said.
Fman was right. If She continued struggling, her stitches could risk being damaged. She sat still, while cocaine fuelled her body again. The cocaine was amazing, but did not help AT ALL with the pain. Clearly Fman wasn’t concerned about that, though.
Hours later, Greely came down. In his hands he held some strange items.
“I’m going to do a healing spell on you, blessed by Mira and Zios. Then you don’t have to be handcuffed to this medical bed anymore.” (not in a sexual way) Greely explained.
“Oh.. okay..” Natural replied. She was very surprised that she would be healed, even more that the gods of Jamaa themselves would bless the ritual.
Greely placed the items around her body, before reciting a line of words. Blue circular lines like the ones in Jamaa appeared around the floor, and suddenly Natural felt no pain.
“There we go. All better.” Greely said.
“Wh-what? How the hell did you even do that??” Natural asked, shocked by the working magical spell.
“I am the Wolf Alpha of Jamaa. Of course I have magic powers.” Greely said, winking.
“Oh. Yeah. Can I have some more cocaine, please?” Natural asked.
“What? Is that really what Fman gave you? Cocaine?” Greely gruffed, confused.
“Yeah.. I need more..” She replied.
“Maybe later. That shit is way too expensive to be giving you multiple lines of a day..” Greely grumbled.
He freed Natural’s weak and now very feminine body from the handcuffs, before placing him back on the dog bed on the floor, and collaring him up. Natural sighed, as at least this was more enjoyable than the medical bed. She just really wished she had some cocaine right now.
Starving, she took a bite of dog food from the bowl. It tasted like garbage, but at least it was food. The dry kibble was stale from sitting out, and it made her mouth feel dryer than a desert. Her stomach growled as she forced it down.
She also grabbed her Twilight Sparkle body pillow. She found comfort in it, but being a woman now, it was awkward. Natural was okay with same gender love, but being a woman who liked women was extremely new to her, and she felt awkward as she hugged it. While she was still viciously attracted to Twilight, she could no longer express it in the formerly manly way.
Fman creeped back down the stairs. Natural looked at him, and hoped he had more cocaine for her.
“Fman! Do you have any cocaine? I could really use some right now.. Haha!” She laughed, trying to convince him.
“No cocaine for you for the rest of the day. I just wanted to check on you and see if Greely’s healing magic worked.” Fman replied.
“Oh, yeah I think it did. I don’t feel any pain at all!” Natural said.
“Great. That means we can torment you even more! I really dislike how you’ve taken my special special room from me. Greely and I used to do so much in here.. Heh” Fman growled.
“Well.. I can help, Fman. I’ve always had my eye on you..” Natural replied.
“Excuse me?” Fman growled, highly confused.
“Well.. I’m a pretty girl now. It’s not weird or gay anymore.” Natural said.
“I’m literally married in a highly homoerotic relationship. I have absolutely no worry about touching a man? Are you still high?” Fman asked.
“No, I don't think so. Just forget it, Fman. I’ll give you everything Greely can’t.”
Fman tried to hide it, but he was very interested in Natural’s offer. He snarled before getting closer to her. Which, natural will admit, made him even hotter.
“Just be a good dog and stay on the floor, turn your back toward me actually. You look better that way. I’ll make sure you enjoy this.” Fman said, actually walking away a bit to pick up the discarded blood-soaked tail plug and dog ears .
Natural obeyed and quickly turned around, perking her head up to show she was listening for any other orders. She was ready for Fman to have his way with her the same way she imagined with Twilight every night.
Suddenly Natural felt something cold creep up into her bare, vulnerable rectum, and some strong smelling goop slid down as the tail was inserted. A couple moments passed before she tried to turn her head and look at Fman but he quickly slapped her and set the ear headband atop her fluffy yet matted head.
“Your eyes are HORRIFYING and I’m not into that, don’t look at me. Actually, I have a better idea.” Fman went away for a minute maximum then returned with a blindfold and wrapped it around natural’s head.
The next morning came and Natural was sore all over again, thanks to Fman. The night prior felt like a blur, which is honestly pretty accurate considering how she was blindfolded for most of it. All she knew was that Fman was a feral beast in the sheets. There weren’t any sheets though, so more like a feral beast in the thin dog bed and cold basement concrete.
Greely came down, and saw Natural.
“Wow.. looks like Fman lashed out on you pretty hard..” Greely said, looking at the bruises and scratches all over her.
“Oh. Um yeah that.. That’s definitely what happened. Yeah.” Natural stuttered, cheeks red in embarrassment as she noticed how beat up she was.
Greely grabbed a knife again, and threw it to the floor next to Natural.
“I’m tired, so you’re going to do this for me.” He growled.
“What? I’m confused.” Natural asked.
“Hurt yourself for me. Just make sure it actually causes damage without killing you.” Greely stated.
Natural picked up the knife. She hadn’t cut herself since she was a teenager, during her hardcore emo phase. The thought nowadays made her queasy, and she shut her eyes tightly.
She held the knife to her arm. Out of all the ways to torture her, this one was terrible. At least when Greely did it she didn’t have to worry, but now that was all gone. She made the first incision, a small scratch.
“That’s terrible, I can barely even see any blood. Do better.” Greely growled
She made another cut, eyes still closed. She felt sick when the knife sliced her skin.
“Much better. More of those now.” Greely demanded.
She continued to cut herself. Her arms burned and stung with every slice, and she began to cry as blood covered them.
She opened her eyes to see her bloody arm, covered in slices.
“Good. You can do the other arm later. One last cut and I’ll give you a reward!” Greely said, dangling the bag of cocaine.
Natural’s eyes lit up, she slashed her arm quickly before reaching for the cocaine.
“Woah there buddy! Let me cut you some lines of it so your heart doesn’t stop or something. Heh.. cut.. Like.. like what you just did..” Greely chuckled.
He grabbed one of the razor blades from the weapon pile, and made a few nice lines of cocaine. Natural quickly snorted them up, and sat back down. Blood still leaked from her arm, and it stained her shirt.
“Suppose it’s time for you to shower. How about after you slice up your other arm, you can have a nice little bath.” Greely said.
“Only if I can do lines of coke on the sink!” Natural exclaimed.
“God. Fman should have never given you that coke in the first place! You’re turning into a little addict!” Greely gruffed. He left the basement again.
Natural sat there, mourning her arm. The cuts began to scab over, but it still hurt.
She felt her bladder start to tingle, realizing how badly she had to piss. She hadn’t urinated since the surgery, and frankly didn’t even know how with her new.. Spot.
She squatted over her bucket, and waited. Burning urine streamed out. It hurt. She looked down to see reddish urine coming from her bladder. It felt like a fiery demon was crawling out of her urethra, and she screamed in terror.
Fman jogged down the stairs, concerned by the terrified screams of his one-night stand.
“Good lord! Quiet down what’s wrong?!” He sneered.
“MY PISS! ITS RED AND IT BURNS!!” Natural yelped, tears of pain running down her face.
“Ooops.. Should have let you know I had a UTI when we.. you know.. Heh.” Fman giggled.
“WHAT? FMAN! IT HURTS SO BAD HELP ME!” Natural pleaded.
“Okay fine. Let me get the UTI antibiotics. I get them so often I just have a huge stash.” He replied.
He left, then returned with a bottle of pills, as well as a carton of Orange Juice.
“Here. Take these every day. It’ll get rid of your raging UTI. Because I like you, you can have orange juice too. Just don’t drink it all or you’ll have nothing to swallow the pills with.” Fman said.
“Thank you Fman. We should meet again.. Heh..” Natural hinted.
“Fuck no. Your blue eyes gave me nightmares lastnight.” Fman growled.
Natural frowned, then took a pill as Fman left. Unfortunately antibiotics can’t get you high like sweet.. Delicious cocaine can.. But at least they would help with the burning piss. The orange juice was great too.
Fman came back down a few hours later.
“Um. Natural, hey. Could you use this?” He nervously asked, holding out a pregnancy test.
“A pregnancy test? I don’t even have a uterus!” Natural exclaimed.
“Yeah.. about that. Just take it now. Please.” Fman said.
Natural sighed before complying to Fman’s request. There was no way she was pregnant.
She used the test, and handed it over to Fman.
“Here. You take it. I don’t care about the results because I know it’ll be negative.” She grumbled.
Fman looked at the test, and his face turned to pure shock.
“Oh no. I.. um.. Well.” He stuttered.
“What.. No.. No no no it can’t be..” Natural replied.
“You’re pregnant. You’re going to have a baby..” Fman cried.
Natural looked at him in horror, unable to form a sentence. This was terrible. Not only was she kidnapped and forcefully transitioned into a woman, but now she was pregnant. This would have never happened if she hadn’t eaten that pizza.
Fman hurried out, as if he was avoiding her from now on. She just laid on her dog bed in defeat for the rest of the night.
The next morning, she was awoken by Greely, standing over her. She also noticed the shiny knife in front of her bed again.
“If you want to shower, you’ll need to earn it. It’s time to cut your other arm for me.” Greely demanded.
Natural sighed. A shower would be nice, and she had no reason to avoid them anymore. She grabbed the knife and began to cut.
After a few minutes, she had a decent collection of wounds, and Greely nodded approvingly. He took off her collar before leading her to the bathroom.
On the way, she noticed Fman, who met her eyes before running off. She knew for certain now that Fman was avoiding her.
She left Fman behind to bathe. The water was clearer than before, and she was able to wash the dried blood off her skin.
After her shower, she was lead downstairs again.
For the next few months, it was boring. Greely still tortured her, but over time it seemed he was getting bored of it, and she was left for days on end. Her UTI had gone away, fortunately. She hadn’t seen Fman at all after the pregnancy test incident, and she knew for certain the test was correct. Over the months she had felt sick, and her belly had grown bigger. Greely hadn’t noticed as he wasn’t paying attention, but this day it would all change.
Greely came down.
“Hey.. it’s been a while, hasn’t it! Oh man I was pretty bored for a while.. Hah.” Greely chuckled “Why are you fat?” He said, noticing her obviously round belly.
“Oh. no I’m pregnant actually.” She nervously replied
“What! What do you mean! Is Fman behind this? Because I seriously can’t imagine someone liking you enough to get you pregnant.” He said.
“Yup.. it-it’s really embarrassing.” Natural whined.
“Wow. Well. Can’t have you having this baby! That would mess everything up, as I refuse to harm minors because I am a normal person!” Greely gruffed.
“Yeah.. c-could we get an abortion done then?” Natural asked.
“I do not have the money for that, pal. Let me get Fman, then we can figure this out.” Greely replied.
Minutes later, Fman and Greely came down the stairs. Fman was very visibly anxious.
“Stand up, Natural.” Greely said.
Natural stood up. Greely came over and tied her hands to the wall, making her unable to sit back down.
“I’ll make this as quick as possible.” Greely said. He raised his muscular leg, and made a quick, sharp kick right on Natural’s stomach.
Natural yelped out in pain, and watched as blood began to drip down her legs. Greely had kicked her unborn baby to terminate the pregnancy.
“Ow!! Good god! Is there no better way to get rid of the baby? Can I have some coke?” Natural yelped out.
“Sure, you can have some coke. And no, this is the quickest way to terminate the pregnancy.” Greely explained. He let Natural snort some of the cocaine, then left.
Natural sat down, the cocaine was freaking awesome, but being brutally kicked in the stomach was certainly NOT an enjoyable experience.
Fman watched, before saying, “I am sorry for avoiding you. I just can NOT bear the idea of having a child to my name, as that makes me very ill.”
“Should’ve worn protection then, you fuzzy fag.” Natural growled.
“What did you just call me, you greasy butthole-tearing turd?” Fman sneered.
“I said what I said, bitch.” Natural remarked.
Fman was pissed. He went and grabbed a razor blade.
“Time to add to that scar collection on your arms!” He said.
Fman grabbed Natural’s skinny weak arms and sliced them up. Natural cried out in pain. Fman was relentless, a burning, searing hatred powering every slice. Natural was left covered in blood and tears when Fman was done.
Natural was so tired. She had lost all hope at this point, she knew she would never be free. And the only meaningful relationship she had was shattered in a violent beating. She stared down at her bloody arms. She was worthless and pathetic, her only purpose being some kind of torture object.
The next day, Greely came down. He was surprised to see Natural wide awake, staring at the wall.
“Time for your bath!” Greely announced.
Natural looked over, but didn’t move. She had no motivation whatsoever now.
Greely freed her from the collar, then carried her to the bath. She sat in it before getting an idea.
While greely looked away, she dunked her head under. If she drowned, she would no longer have to endure a life of hell anymore. She would be free. The air left her lungs as she laid submerged in the water. Her lungs were crying for air, but she forced herself to stay down.
Suddenly, a paw grabbed her up.
“What on earth do you think you’re doing?” Greely asked.
“I’m just so tired of this, Greely. When will it end?” She begged.
“I’m not sure.. I guess now that you’re a cute girl I could have probably freed you, but punishment by the law frightens me.. So I plan to keep you here forever.” Greely explained.
“Is there anything I could do to live a normal life again?” Natural pleaded.
“Ehhh.. I don’t think so..” Greely replied.
“B-but I’m a beautiful woman now!! I’m hygienic and hot! What more could you ask of someone?” She cried.
“As hot and attractive as you are, you still haven’t paid enough for the sickness you made me feel when I first saw you. Also I kind of enjoy keeping you as a pet.” Greely explained.
“Oh. Um. Okay.” Natural looked away, trying to hide that she enjoyed being called a pet.
Greely sighed, “Just get out of the bath and go back downstairs.”
Natural was led downstairs. Fman watched as Greely tied her back to the wall. And she was left stranded again. Greely left, and Fman stood there.
“Fman.. I’m sorry.. About when I yelled. It was wrong of me..” She stuttered.
“Your apologies mean nothing to me, Natural. What we had before will never return. You shattered that chance a long time ago.” Fman growled.
Natural flinched as Fman bared his fangs. Fman walked over to her, and slashed his claws across her face. She yelped out in pain as blood poured from the deep scratches. Fman looked down at her, licking the blood off his claws. He left, and she looked down as she sat in a pool of her blood.
She laid down on the dog bed, her body was weak and tired. She prayed Fman’s inflictions were enough to kill her, as she couldn’t stand this anymore. Greely would never let her go, and now Fman, her only positive connection, was gone. He hated her guts. She broke down in tears, wishing that the suffering could just end forever.
She cried hard. She missed her old life so much. She missed ferris wheels and taking pictures with fursuiters. She missed looking at art of twilight while listening to furry mommy pampering asmr online. It had been months since she had seen the sun, and months since she had eaten a real, full meal.
Greely came down again. “STOP. FUCKING. CRYING. IT'S SO GOD DAMN LOUD OH MY GOD I'M TRYING TO TAKE A NAP.” He howled.
He slapped Natural across the face, hitting her bloody scratch wounds. Tears stung her face more as she crumpled in pain.
“I-I’m sorry Greely. Everything just hurts so much right now.” She whimpered.
“Ugh. Let me help then.” Greely replied. He reached for the small coke bag, and Natural’s eyes lit up.
“You can have a few lines as long as you stop crying.” He continued.
“Anything for that sweet coke..” Natural said, drooling.
Greely cut a few lines of coke, and Natural excitedly snorted them up. She sat back down, seemingly forgetting about the fresh wounds on her face.
Greely nodded approvingly before leaving her again. The cocaine was kicking in fast, and she felt a lot of energy within her. She stood up on all fours.
She did a few dog-like jumps before trotting as far as she could on all fours. She pretended to wag her tail as she dove her face into her food bowl. The cocaine made her feel as if she had endless energy, and for the next few hours, she spent them behaving like a wild dog.
Suddenly, the basement door opened again, and Fman looked in. He was horrified to see Natural on all fours, and she froze in shock. She knew Fman despised her, but being caught in the act could mean certain cruelty.
Fman walked down the stairs, still clearly confused by Natural.
“Um. I wanted to talk to you.. but clearly.. something is off. Did Greely give you coke again?! Ugh!” He growled.
“Oh. Yeah.. I-I’m sorry! I’m sorry! Please just don't hit me again.” She said, flinching at Fman’s every move.
“I don't want to hurt you. I was actually going to apologize. The whole pregnancy thing.. the harm.. I feel a little bad..” He stuttered.
“What? But you were so adamant that you hated me earlier. What changed?” She asked, confused
“I don’t know. Maybe it's the ketamine I just did talking.. but I feel quite bad now..” he replied.
“Oh, well that's interesting. Mind setting me free then?” She asked.
“Don't push it, greasy.” Fman growled. He tossed a dog treat onto the ground before leaving.
Natural waited until he left before gobbling down the dog treat. The cocaine was beginning to wear off, and she was starting to feel tired and sick. she laid down on the bed, dizziness taking over as she fell into a fucked up kind of sleep.
In her dream, she dreamed vividly. Fman’s dog treat must've been something weird. A vivid picture of a ferris wheel showed up, and she walked toward it.
It was huge and mesmerizing, what had been a distant memory was now so clear. She stared into its moving parts, blending the line between reality and dreams. Suddenly, she was awoken.
She woke up to see a person dressed in black inside the basement, carrying what looked to be a large bag. Was this a robber? She thought. What a shame her dream was cut so short.
The robber heard her chain clink, and jumped back in fear.
“Don’t mind me, just a victim of kidnapping.” She said, still groggy.
“What the hell? I broke into a house with a hostage?” The robber panicked.
“What are the chances..” She replied.
“So that’s why the basement is full of weapons. Holy shit. I am not involving myself in this. See you later.” The robber dropped their bags before leaving, clearly frightened by Natural's scenario.
“You could’ve at least called the cops..” She grumbled.
Still drugged up, she passed back out again. Whatever Fman gave her, she was slightly grateful, as she was resting very well now.
In the morning, Fman came down again. He woke her up by sticking his dirty paw on her face, and the nasty smell made her jolt awake.
“GOOD GOD! What is that putrid stench?” She yelped.
“Come on. They can’t be that bad. I know roughing around under the sheets with Greely gets me shweaty, but I didn’t know it got me that shweaty!” He yapped.
“Oh. Um. Great.” She said, confused.
“Also, I came down to tell you I accidentally gave you the wrong dog treat. There’s actually two jars: normal treats and treats with a couple special substances in them.”
“Wh-what kind of substances?” Natural asked, very worried she might've consumed some of Greely's oily man fluids again.
“DRUGS! OBVIOUSLY DRUGS YOU FREAK!” Fman snarled.
“Oh, thank god! I just have a wee bit of trauma from the.. You know.. Menstrual blood incident.” She jlurped.
“Yeah. Um. I think I will feed you that again actually, because your piercing, ugly blue eyes are just so scary. I peed the bed thinking about them the other day!” Fman explained.
Natural looked in horror, not able to tell if he was joking or serious. Anything but drinking that chunky, potent irony slag. It was probably the most disgusting thing she had ever consumed, even worse than the gloopy, rotten cum pizza shit puke that the fox hurled deep into her gullet. She held back a gag, able to remember Greely’s greriod blood taste vividly. It was thick, sweet, and iron rich; a sickening twist of hellish flavor.
“Please god never feed me any period blood ever again or I will find a way to kill myself.” Natural said, her face grim and serious.
“We’ll see about that. Farewell for now.” Fman giggled, giddily prancing up the steps.
Natural’s heart pounded in her large rotund chest. She began to feel the memory of the taste of the blood in her mouth, and felt delirious. She hoped she had just hallucinated the whole experience, as the blood made her truly sick.
Hours later, Greely came down, holding something behind his back.
“Ohhh Natural~! I have a gift for youuu!!” He sung out.
Natural panicked, expecting the worst. Fman really did have Greely get more blood. She felt sick, truly sick.
“Put this on. Your gift is going to be a surprise!” Greely said.
In his large, strong, sexy paw he held a blindfold. It was the same one Fman had used when they.. Touched each other. She was concerned, but to avoid conflict she tied it around her scary ass glowing blue eyes.
“Good puppy, so obedient. Now open wide for your meal!” Greely said.
Natural pressed herself against the wall, body tense. She felt warmer after the praise, but it was wicked away quickly as the dread seeped in. She had absolutely no idea what she was about to be fed. She just prayed it was something tame like piss, and not menstrual blood.
“I said open wide. Good dogs listen to their commands.” Greely stated, voice firm and demanding. (but not as firm as i am when i see him!!!)
Natural yelped quietly before opening her jaws. Her lips were chapped and dry and her teeth were yellow. Rotten dog breath seeped from her mouth.
“Good puppy. Time for a treat.” Greely said. He covered Natural’s nose with his fingers to uphold the mystery, before pouring in the liquid.
Natural couldn’t see or smell, but she could certainly taste it. Menstrual blood. It was thick, cold and so sickeningly rich. She felt her insides turn inside out, doing whatever possible to reject the disgusting fluid.
“You’re going to drink it all up or else.” Greely said sternly.
“NO! I can’t fucking do this!” Natural spat the blood out, and it splashed onto Greely’s face. He fell to the ground in shock, dazed by the smell of both his own uterus lining and Natural’s death breath.
“You’ve made a huge mistake.” Greely growled, voice low and deep but filled with a boiling anger.
Natural pulled the blindfold off to see Greely looming over her, holding what looked to be a knife and some kind of spray.
She curled up, fearful, but Greely lunged at her. She cried out as he sliced into her skin, blood quickly welling in every wound. Her whole body was quickly covered, and she laid down helplessly, as she was in too much pain.
“Now for the final touch!” Greely laughed. He revealed his can of extra potent phantom mace.
Natural stared in horror. She knew the jammers of Jamaa had no empathy or mercy towards phantoms. This shit would probably feel like acid lava on her wounds.
Greely unleashed the spray. It quickly doused her eyes and body, and she screamed in a fit of violent coughs. It felt like someone had shoved a carolina reaper into her urethra, but the reaper was also coated in hot bubbly molten lava and poison and also her whole body was that urethra. She felt so sick and so weak, there was nothing left to do but faint. Her eyes were so irritated that they were shut tightly, and her limp, weak body slumped over on the floor, in a pool of bloody mace.
“Maybe that was a little.. Harsh..” Greely said. He then took the Mace and shoved it deep into his urethra, the ultimate secret storage space. he winced in pain as it entered and stretched out his leaky urethra, but sighed in relief as it was hidden.
Natural laid on the ground, body suffering and bleeding. Her eyes felt as if they were dipped in lava and carolina reaper death, and she could barely move. every piece of her body was wounded, and she cried out in pain.
“Oops.. hah. Umm.. take this pill. It’ll help with the pain.. oops.” Greely said. He offered Natural a pill, but she was barely conscious. He took some water and stuck the pill in her throat himself, and she weakly managed to swallow.
Greely then grabbed some bandages, and taped up the worse wounds. While angry about his own uterus lining being regurgitated up on him, he felt bad for lashing out on a cute girl this harshly. The least he could do now was help her a little.
He set down a few bottles of fresh, clean water before leaving her to heal. While the pain medication had helped her feel a lot better, her eyes were still very swollen and irritated, clouding her vision. She fell into a delirious sleep, the high from the medication and the wounds mixing into a fucked up night of rest.
As she awoke, she felt the throbbing pain of the wounds again. The medication must've worn off. Her vision was clearer now, and she was able to make out the water bottles left for her, as well as a small pill. She figured the pill was more pain medication, so she eagerly took it.
The next few hours passed by quickly, surprisingly. The medication kicking in made her feel very relaxed and comfortable, more than the cocaine ever did. Like I mean she still did crave cocaine because obviously she got addicted to it but the pain meds were a distraction..
Yeouchhh!!!
Days passed as she slowly healed back. Greely allowed her to take a bath a few days, which immensely helped her feel better. Fman supplied her with pain medication as well.
“Recently, I have been attending therapy. The therapist said that my violent rage was not healthy, and now I’ve been getting better.” Greely said.
“Oh… t-that’s great…” Natural replied.
“With that, I’ve realized my cruelty towards you. I think this ought to be the day I make a change. I will let you have free roam of the house, and with permission you can leave. I will try to rehabilitate you to my best ability, as the animal jam alphas hold special paramedic abilities!” Greely belched, belly rumbling.
Natural’s scary horrifying piercing blue eyes lit up. All this time she had spent in the basement gave her a weird attachment to Greely and Fman, so leaving completely would have been extremely difficult. She was happy about this new life.