Come to?

You struggle to come to, but all you can see is blackness. Your head is pulsing with pain, making you unable to think straight.

"Ugh... My head..." You think to yourself. "Why can't I wake up?"

"Mmmmph..." You groggily moan in pain.

"Wait a second... Mmmph?" You think to yourself. You bite down. Your teeth come into contact with something spherical and hard. A ball gag. Suddenly, it dawns on you. You're not still asleep, you're stuck in a full latex bodysuit of some kind! You struggle and shake, trying to get free, but it's no use.

"Oh?" Calls a familiar voice. "Oh ho ho! You're waking up just in time, May!"

It's Alex. Why were you not surprised? You feel yourself get wheeled out. You must have been laying down on a hand truck of some sort. You're leaned up against something, and then the mask of the suit comes off. Bright light hits your eyes, temporarily blinding you, but when you finally adjust to the light, you're horrified at what you see.

You were in Alex's office, propped up against a chair, facing her ornate wooden desk. There was about 60 or so girls lining the walls, each stark naked, in a little glass cubicle. About 30 on the left, and 30 on the right. The security camera had been positioned in such a manner so that only the back wall could be seen. The women appeared to have been modified so as to not have any limbs. In their vaginas was a clear dildo that vibrated every now and again. Catheters had been stuck up their asses and clits, and pumped their waste away. Another tube for feeding was attached to their mouths, and you could see a thick, white slop flow through a couple of them.

Most of the girls didn't notice your presence. They were too mindbroken to even care about rescue anymore. They had been imprisoned for months, or even years. A few, however, did notice you. However, they didn't look well. Their bodies were shaking, and their eyes were red from all the tears they had shed.

Your stomach turned. Alex was a monster. There were both maidens and staff alike.

Your eyes dart around the room, looking at the girls. There were some you recognized, just by their bodies, but you were certain they were actually different people. The only exception to this was a staff member labeled "BLU #34", who you recognize as your first escort.

"Eyes down here, May." Alex says. She's sitting down at her desk, with a large monitor running some security camera feed. "You'll be joining them soon enough, don't pay them any mind. Come and watch your girlfriend..."

She turns the chair propping you up around, and sits you down upon it. You want to scream and kill Alex, but with the gag in your mouth, you can only drool. The latex bondage suit prevents you from moving at all. It perfectly outlines your feminine form, right down to the shape of your nipples.

Alex claps, the lights dim, and she maximizes the screen on her computer so that you can see it clearly.

The feed shows a room that looks like a large, unused laboratory room. The room was pretty dark, and you couldn't see anything within.

"Oh." Alex replies. "My mistake, I'll turn on the night vision."

You jumped upwards in shock. The scene looked like something out of a horror movie. You couldn't make out any colors, but the image was sharp. There were spider webs everywhere. In the middle of the room was a creature. She had the upper body of a gorgeous woman with long black hair. [Midnight, My Hero Academia.] Her bottom half was a large, dark spider. Girls were strung and bound up in webbing, their bellies bulging and stretched out like they had swallowed a entire large pillow or two. They were alive, but they weren't moving. The only exception was the one that hadn't been lifted to the ceiling, who was hanging right in front of the spider women, with nude legs spread eagle. You lean in close for a better look, and notice a braid sticking out of the webbing. It has a bow at the end. It was Sakuya.

"MMMMPH! MMMMMMM!" You cry out, but you can't do anything. You can only sit and watch as Sakuya meets a strange and unusual fate.

The spiderwoman extends a strange semi-transparent tube from her abdomen into Sakuya's cunt, about 7 feet long. Sakuya's legs quiver, and she struggles as she tries to remove the tube from her body. However, it only goes deeper into her until it finally reaches her womb. A minute or so later, the first egg emerges. It's milky white, and about the size of a baseball. A second, and then a third egg follows it down the tube. Eventually, it starts looking like a string of anal beads.

The eggs enter your captured lover, her back arching and her body twitching as they do so. After the first couple of eggs, she starts looking a bit different. Her belly starts to rise and bulge with each added egg.

You whimper with concern as her stomach inflates like a water balloon full of marbles.

"I don't know what YOU'RE concerned about..." Alex sighs. "She's not going to die. She's not even going to be transformed... Just my luck. She had to get captured by the least punishing creature possible. Why, in a couple years, she might even be let go... I was really hoping to make you dead inside, but I guess beggars can't be choosers."

"This is the least harsh punishment?" You thought to yourself. "She looks like a human beanbag chair!"

The last of the eggs enter Sakuya. Her resistance had been reduced considerably. She could no longer struggle, only twitch and move her arms and head. A fleshy pinata, she's hoisted to the ceiling to join the dozen or so other girls waiting to give birth.

Alex yawns, and closes the feed.

"At least YOU'LL be punished appropriately..."

You could do nothing but stare at her with fear in your eyes. Any chance of escape had been ruined. It was pointless to struggle.

You're stuffed in Alex's machine, your limbs are taken, and your digestive system altered to obtain more nutrients from the cum/milk mixture you would feed on for the rest of your days. You uselessly screamed through your ball gag and desperately flailed your limbs before they were forever removed by the transformation process.

From that moment forward, you were no longer treated as a human, but as an object. A decoration. A slutty, slutty fuck nugget.

Alex stuffed your limbless torso into a vacant slot on her wall. A catheter was stuck painfully up your ass, and even more painfully up your urethra. A mask connected to a clear tube was fitted over your jammed open mouth, and your cunt was filled up with a clear dildo, custom made to your size. You sniffled and cried as the tubes were inserted into your holes. It was a sharp, needlelike pain that lasted for minutes afterwards.

Alex closed the door to your cubicle and got back to work. You just stared blankly forward in despair. White glop flowed down the tube and forced you to swallow it. It was more disgusting than any semen you'd ever tasted before. It was somewhat rancid, curdled, salty and sour.

"Please..." You thought to yourself. "Please no... It tastes so bad..."

It wasn't any use though. The spunk filled your mouth and stretched out your cheeks until there was only one place for it to go.

Down your throat.

After an entire liter of the white semi-liquid was pushed down into your stomach, the dildo turned on. The vibrator buzzed in your cunt, stimulating your nerves and causing pleasure to shoot through you. You tried to resist the sensation, but only for a little while. After all, you had pretty much given up hope. It might be months, if not years, before someone would finally free you. IF someone would free you.

After a couple of weeks of vibration, you finally gave up all hope, and just learned to enjoy the sensation the dildo brought. You loved the feeling of of it stirring up your insides, bringing subtle stimulation to your g-spot, and causing your juices to slowly seep forth from between your legs.

It was your only source of entertainment, and within months, you became addicted. By the time December rolled around, your mind had completely gone. You were just like the other girls on the wall, more like a plant than a human being. You expressed only two emotions. Neutrality and lust. Sakuya wasn't even a thought in your mind.

[TROPHY SLUT ENDING ACHIVED]