Brian wins! Happy ending, sort of

“Congratulations!” the Beta man said, smiling. “You’re one of our new Alphas, sir.” The man bowed his head as Brian stood there, bewildered. He held out a wristwatch for Brian, clicking it on as Brian wordlessly lifted his wrist. The wristwatch bleeped and showed a dark red colour, his name blinking there for a couple of moments before reading 'Alpha'. After that, the display changed to a regular digital clock.

“Holy shit… holy shit…” he muttered as he walked out of the cubicle on the other side only to see Brandy standing there, wearing a similar watch. “Did you…?”

Brandy grinned, placing one hand on her hip and holding up her wrist with the watch. “You are looking at an Alpha Bitch, Brian. They’re taking me to get a cock right now! And you? Do I need to make you one of my pets?”

Brian grinned as well, holding up his wrist and clicking on the watch. “Nope, I got in as well, looks like we won.”

Brandy smiled, running over to Brian and hugging him. “Best. Day. Ever!” she growled, gripping him tightly. “We’re going to have so much fun, Brian. Alpha buddies!”

“Yeah… Alpha Buddies” Brian said, smiling as he closed his eyes, enjoying his friend's embrace.

“Alright, I’m gonna go. Apparently I need to get a cock pronto otherwise I’m still fair game. And I am not getting knocked up, haha”

Brian laughed. “Want me to come with? I’m kind of at a loss about what to do here any way…”

“Mr. Simms?” Brian turned around to see who spoke to him. A slim, short brunette wearing glasses was holding out a leather briefcase and a flyer that read ‘So you just became an Alpha’. “I’m Maisie, your assistant while you settle in to being an Alpha. I’m here to drive you to your new home and explain everything. Based on your interactions with Ms. Collins, Ms. Hardy and Mr. Baker we’ve assigned housing in the same section; you’ll be neighbours. So as soon as Ms. Collins returns from her surgery you’ll see her, in any case.”

Brandy looked Maisie up and down, whistling under her breath. “Am I getting a cutie as an assistant too?”

“Uhm…” a hesitant voice came from behind Brandy. A blonde that was a little bit shorter than Brandy but with an hourglass figure that seemed to come straight from a hentai manga spoke up. “I’m Lis, I’m uhm… your assistant while you settle in Ms. Collins… I hope you approve…”

If Brian thought Brandy looked like a predator before, her grin now put any previous one to shame. “Oh you’ll do just nicely Lis… Brian? Go on ahead, have fun.” She winked. “I’ll catch up with you on the other side.” As Brandy walked on to the exit, Lis struggling to keep up as she was lugging the heavy briefcase he heard a last snippet of Brandy’s voice. “...it true that the first load as a Futa is extra fertile? I bet you’d look great in a maternity…”

“Shall we sir?”

Brian shook his head, smiling. Brandy looked like she was going to be just fine. “Sure Maisie, lead on.”

Candace grunted as Brandt took her from behind, a firm grip on her hair as he pulled her head back, ramming his monstrously sized cock into her while he received reports from subordinates. The Candace of a week ago would have seethed to be used like this, barely given a real thought. As if she was a piece of furniture. Now it took all she had not to lose herself. True to his word, Brandt had been breaking her down. Training her… All she’d had to eat the whole week had been his semen.

Brandt had had several mods, including a size mod which still made her squeal every time he thrust, and several semen mods, one of which allowed a person to subsist only on his cum, withno other food required. The other was the quantity of it; every load he dropped was enough to drown her. No taste mods though; he told her she’d grow to love the taste anyway. The worst part was, she’d slowly gone from hating the taste to accepting it.

Between the feedings, the pain from the spankings, the occasional praise when she was specifically submissive and the enormous amount of orgasms he gave her, Candace knew she was at her breaking point. Brandt was a grade-A asshole, but he knew what he was doing. She’d gone from hating his guts to almost wagging her tail when he called her a good girl! ‘Almost home’ she’d been repeating as a mantra. And this was the last day of the project. In a few hours, he had to let her go. Candace was hanging by a thread, a very slim thread, but hanging on nonetheless.

An image formed in her mind, as it did when she needed extra courage. Her grad student, Eric. A very cute young Alpha who told her he’d adopt her after he got his doctorate. She’d laughed it off at first, but over the course of the semester she’d fallen for him, at least a little bit. Before this trip she had no thought of accepting but now… anything was better than Brandt owning her. And she knew he would if she didn’t escape. He’d break her, she’d never teach again and would just sit there in his mansion, wearing nothing but a collar and a vapid smile… god why did that thought get her going… she shook her head, wincing as Brandt still held her hair tightly.

He slapped her ass, hard. “Stop wriggling your head woman, I’m trying to concentrate. Just take my cock like a good girl!”

Candace whimpered at the blow.

“Well done Roberts, a successful showing I’d say. When she’s been processed, have Brandy brought to me.”

“Well sir, uhm, about Brandy…”

“What?”

“It seems she won the lottery sir, I tried to intervene but the system.”

Brandt slowed his thrusts for a moment, allowing Candace to gather her breath. ‘Oh goddess…’ she thought.

“That’s very hard for me to believe Roberts” Brandt said, his voice low, deliberate. It was a tone Candace had heard only once before, to a person that had disappeared afterwards.

“You know why that’s so hard to believe?”

“N...no sir”

“It’s because that would be a pretty big mistake. And Alphas don’t make big mistakes. An occasional error here and there, sure. Nobody’s perfect, but Alphas come close. But not a mistake like this. When your superior has specifically set you a task and you fail… that’s not something an Alpha does.”

“I… I’m very sorry sir, I’ll fix it. I’ll… I’ll get you another girl, a better one!”

Brandt smiled. If Candace had seen it, she’d have screamed in fear. Roberts on the other hand did not share Candace’s intelligence and seemed to take it as a sign of forgiveness. “Another girl huh? That sounds fine.”

“A whole bunch of them sir, you have my word!”

“Well Roberts… when you put it like that…”

Brandt pushed forward a stack of papers. “I had a feeling about you Roberts, so I had these drawn up. I think it’s very brave what you’re doing. More weak, pathetic Alphas in this city should follow your example.”

“S...sir?”

Two large men, coming seemingly from out of nowhere each grabbed one of Robert’s arms.

“Volunteering as a new Beta breeder to increase our population, a truly selfless act Roberts. And signing over your own harem to me, your mother, little brother, your sisters… a wise move to keep them from becoming Locals. Especially given that with the lack of service personnel they’d all go to the gloryhole stations… sign here.”

“Sir… please… I…”

“Sign here Roberts,” Brandt said, menacingly. “Or you and your family will spend the rest of your very long lives locked into one of the Local service stations. And with the lack of cleaners you’d be lucky to be hosed down once a day.”

With a trembling hand, Roberts signed the document, tears rolling down his eyes. “Oh chin up Roberts, being a girl isn’t that bad. I’m sure you always treated your property with love and respect right?” Brandt smirked. “I’ll do the same. Just ask Candace over here, this is going to be what, your 6th orgasm of the past 30 minutes?” Candace whimpered as another one washed over her.

“I….” Roberts began.

“Quiet,” Brandt snarled at him, shutting him up. “Good girl. Silence in front of your betters. Get him to processing.” He nodded to the men holding up Roberts. Roberts eyes were downcast, he barely struggled. “And if you’re very lucky, I’ll drop by and breed you once myself.” Robert’s eyes went wide, a large hand clamping over his mouth, but Candace was sure that the idea had caused him to scream as he was dragged out of the room.

“Incompetent…” Brandt muttered as he resumed thrusting. “No wonder Betas and Locals are outperforming Alphas if that’s the current stock! Don’t worry my dear, I won’t let you get adopted by some soft idiot like that. I’ve already drawn up the adoption papers for you. All you need to do is sign. And I think you’re almost there, aren’t you? Almost ready to give up these silly notions of being a professor, of being a scientist. Almost ready to embrace your place in this world, as my cum receptacle.

Candace shuddered, trying desperately to hold it together. “I’m going to cum inside you soon Candy, how many times has that been this week? I seem to have lost count. I do hope you’re on the pill…” He grinned.

Her eyes opened widely… “No… you didn’t… oh god did you..unghhh! Mess with my… aaah!”

Brandt chuckled. “Of course not. That would be forbidden. Alpha Council would sanction me quite harshly for that.”

Candace sighed with relief, she’d been religious with taking them. Her nightmare was almost over…

“But… did you know there is a loophole in that law? It says an Alpha cannot change, alter or **** a Beta or Local that is not his property to take any medication regarding fertility. But it says nothing about medicine he might take by himself.”

Brandt pulled her hair hard, yanking her head back and leaning over, whispering in her ear, her eyes opened wide. “I’m afraid I lied earlier, little whore” he said. “I have a third semen mod. Not from Pearson’s, they wouldn’t, the prigs. But from one of their competitors. If any of my partners receive enough doses, their birth control becomes completely ineffective. Of course, it takes quite a lot. Going off brand means it’s a lot less effective then Pearson’s is. But then… you’ve taken in quite a lot this week, haven’t you Candy. A steady diet of my juice in all of your holes. I wonder if this next one is going to be the one to knock you up. I’m going to breed you Candy and there’s nothing you can do to stop me.”

Candace screamed and started struggling, Brandt just laughed and thrust hard, wrapping her hair around his wrist and pushed her face to the table as he held himself inside of her, filling her womb. As she felt his cum seeping into her, something inside Candace broke. Brandt broke her, owned her, Eric’s image slowly faded from her mind as she went limp.

Brandt sat back in his chair, Candace sprawled out in front of him, his cum dripping out of her pussy. He slapped her ass once for good measure, she barely responded. “Good, one less uppity slut,” he said to himself as he looked through the list. He pushed Candace to the ground in front of him, grabbing her hair again as he pulled her face to his spent cock. Wordlessly, she opened her mouth and started cleaning him. “Brian Simms, huh? That name sounds familiar. We’ll start with him on our new generations of Alphas. Ones that know how to behave properly. And ones that know where their allegiances lie. I’ll rebuild this place properly.” He stroked Candy’s hair as one would a pet as she softly licked their combined juices off his cock. “Mhmm… good girl.”