From cock to hen...

Plainly these ground crawlers have crafted their town out of bits and pieces of old junk left over from the before the war. As the heavy wooden gates closed behind them, a shudder of dread raced down your spine. Because you know that you are in the heart of the enemy camp now, the chances of either of you escaping has just dropped to zero. Glancing over at Ben's face, you see that he understands that as well.

As the wagon clatters along the narrow twisting streets, you find yourself starring out at a sea of faces. More people than live in your whole village, you had only ever seen these creatures from above and at a very great distance. Mostly they look human, without wings of course... faces sun beaten and dirty for the most part. You had never realized there were so many other beings left alive, within the crowds you are shocked to see. Other creatures... mutants like Grun... scaly looking creatures that looked like some kind of lizards. Ghouls who look like some kind of half melted wax figures, along with other bestial looking fur covered men.

Some of the crowds glance at you uncaring, others stare at you with pity in their eyes. Some few look at you with obvious interest, a shiver races through you as you feel their desires to own you. The wagon rolls on a few moments longer, until it rolls into a old building that may have been a theater. The back half of the building is just a shelf, the roof having either been removed or was blown off. The old brick wall were still solid it seemed, the wagon pulls into this area and rolls to a stop. Glancing up you can see that the open roof is covered by old tarps, that flutter slightly in the wind. You and Ben are left in the wagon cage for the next night and days, as the slavers spread word of the coming auction. Wanting everyone to hear about their winged prize, you and Ben are left wrapped in ropes the whole time.

So that one of the slavers, a older man who had not been with the others on the hunt. Came into the cage to hand eat you both, the food is not very good still you are hungry so eat most of it. The old slaver eating anything you didn't finish himself, the water he gives you to drink is bitter and foul smelling. But you are even more thirsty than you were hungry, so you gulp it down quickly trying not to taste it.

Finally your dragged out of the cage, taken through a doorway deeper into the building. Grun carrying in his massive arms, setting you down on a old wooden stage. As you watch the old human slaver who fed you, locking a metal manacle on your ankles. Chaining you legs to the stage floor, as you stand there looking around desperately for some way to escape. But you just can't see anything that might be helpful, beside you Ben is looking more and more hopeless as he is chained down. “It will be alright.” You reassure him as the ropes are removed from your bodies, they also remove the loincloth covering your genitals. Quickly you move your hands down to cover your male organs, with your wrists still tied together you can't cover everything. Breathing a sigh of relief you stretch your wings, beating them a few times as the manacles on your ankles hold you to the stage. Finally you settle back down letting your wings fold up against your back, as the old slaver laughs and claps his hands at the show.

“Heh... ya aint got much there between yer legs to show off birdie. That's okay though some buyers like to feel more masculine than their slaves.” The older slaver moved over to uncover Ben's genitals, smirking as he saw that Ben was much larger down there. “Heheh... now there is a right proper cock.” He laughed reaching down to fondle those hefty male organs, as Ben blushed in shame and struggled to push the slavers dirty hands away. “Looks like yer the Cock of the walk... and this one is the Hen.” The old human laughed as he gestured over to you, shame making your face and neck burn with shame. It was bad enough to be forcefully stripped naked in front of strangers, but to have your proud male organ insulted as well. “Don'tcha fret little Hen... we'll get you lookin' real sexy fer yer new owner.” His sneering voice making you tremble slightly, as there was a nasty menacing tone that hinted at something perverse.

A short time later a older male ground crawler comes in, his dressed in loose fitting pale green clothing with a long dirty white coat over top. “G'day Remy... So which one do you want to turn into a female?” The old human asked, as he joined you and the old slaver on the stage.

“Wait what... Female!” You scream out in shock, looking around wildly as everyone just ignores your out burst.

“Hi yas Doc.” You captor greeted the Doctor, as the balding old human sat his medical bag on a old stool. “This one over here is our little Hen.” The Doctor looked you and Ben over for a split second, noting the size of your male males compared to Ben's.

“Good choice... this one plainly has low hormone levels already. It will be easy to change him... into a pretty little female.” The Doctor began to laying out the things he would need, as you struggle and look around in shock at the horror you felt. The ground crawlers couldn't be serious... Right? The Doc takes out a couple of big old syringes, loading one full of thick silver grey sludge. The second is loaded with a glittery pink sludge, even as you flap your wings kicking at the chains around your ankles.

“No... no you can't do this!” You protest as loudly as you can, even as the slaver holds your arms at your sides.

“These nanites are getting hard to come by.” The older human pointed out as he grins at you, winking one eye as if he hadn't heard your protests. “But I can assure you that they will indeed transform you into a female. You should be glad... with these tiny no doubt sterile genitals of yours.” The Doctor chuckled leeringly, as he fondled your small cock and balls. Picking up the syringe of silver grey gunk, the old human holds it up in front of you. “These will remake your sexual organs... transforming them from pitiful sterile male, to wonderfully fertile female. You would never have been able to sire offspring before, but now you will give birth to a whole new flock of your race.”

“OUCH!” You moan out in pain, as he jabs that huge needle into your tiny testicles. Filling your crotch with agony, as that thick silvery fluid is injected into the heart of your genitals. Instantly a heat begins to burn within your organs, that thin little dick stiffening as you struggle to get away.

“Now the pink will change your hormone levels... grow you a nice set of breasts... get your egg production started. We'll make a real Hen out of you... soon you will be popping out little chicks left and right.” The manically grinning human gloated, as he injected the pink sludge into your chest and buttocks. “In just a few days... you'll be ready to start your new life.”