Chapter Two

Into The Abyss

Dr Jannason

I observed Kelly while he slowly returned to awareness. He was a young man in excellent physical condition, despite showing a little flabbiness around the middle, and, all things considered, I’m sure any woman would have found him to be most presentable and interesting companion. Dark haired, with a well tanned skin, at 80 kg and, 1.8 metres in height, he was a handsome specimen with a lightly muscled body; being more of a greyhound than a bull dozer type of athlete. The complete physical I’d done while he was unconscious had shown no diseases or health abnormalities, and truthfully he was the ideal test subject for the experiments I wished to carry out. Kelly would be but the first to wear the male version of the training and discipline ensemble I’d created and fitted to Delilah, and like her, unfortunately for him, there would be no further sexual freedom permitted for the remainder of his life. That would be totally controlled by who ever owned him, and too, his very sex would be used to control and discipline him in a most humiliating and effective manner. The only way he’d ever get to meet females again would be as an hermaphrodite, or as a woman himself, if it was eventually decided to sell him to some wealthy associate who wanted a totally controllable toy.

Aruf had him delivered to his home and temporarily installed in a remote cell, for he wanted to reward the young man’s diligence and curiosity, but cruelly, by allowing him to see the object of his search in her new ensemble and accommodations. However, Delilah, quite naturally, would not be permitted to seehim.

For the moment, nothing had been done other than to remove all of his clothing and fit him with temporary restraints. Of course the feeding gag was a mandatory requirement for all clients, and I suppose he felt this uncomfortable appliance most keenly. Over the next ten hours, I occasionally checked him on the closed circuit TV monitor, until it was time for him to be fed and become acquainted with his new life. I left the observation room and proceeded to Kelly’s cell and once there had the guard open it. The ladder was lowered and the two of us descended into the stark, featureless chamber to find him kneeling as ordered, facing into the corner. His tanned shoulders shook with misery; this becoming more pronounced when the guard reached around and screwed a hose onto the front, feeding fitting of his gag. Kelly attempted to surge out of the corner when this happened; but kneeling, facing into it, with hands and feet securely chained, the guard had only to place his knee between the young man’s shoulders to keep him in place. Kelly fought for a moment then subsided; realizing, I suppose, that there was no point, and in seconds, the liquidized food was being forced into his stomach.

It wasn’t only food though. Mixed in with the gluey mush was a mega-dose of engineered hormones that would rapidly begin the transformations to his body I wished to have made. These hormones would increase his virility and desire for sex as well as his arousal capability and stamina with a newer type of Viagra. However there was more to the mix than that for at the same time, they would also modify his body chemistry in such a manner that he would quickly develop substantial female breasts that would be fully functional and quite sensitive. The mental affect of this occurring had yet to be determined; but I was sure he’d be an interesting case study to investigate over the coming months and years.

Five minutes later his feeding was complete and the guard jerked him to his feet by the neck leash then turned him to face me. It was time to enlighten him.

“Hello Kelly,” I said, smiling. “I see you’re in good health and responding well.”

His face turned red, and under the gag strap I could see it working to try and swear at me. Behind, the guard jerked his neck tether in warning when Kelly tried to move closer to me and immediately an expression of misery and fear immediately replaced the angry one he’d displayed.

“I suppose you have some idea why you’re here, don’t you?” I asked. He shook his head as mu