Gloryhole attendant

The bartender leads you around the building to a musty room housing a row of cubicles along the wall. You assume that these must be the toilets and wrinkle your nose in disgust.

You're confused when the bartender opens one of the cubicles. There was nothing in it, save for a harness on one side. As your eyes adjusted to the darkness, you realized either side of the cubicle also had a small hole.

"Wait a second..." you mutter, the horrible truth dawning on your mind. Something hits you from behind, and you collapse to your knees, feeling a strange sensation wash across your body. Your face contorts into a comely feminine shape, and your body shifts into a curvaceous form. You've been transformed into a woman!

The bartender takes advantage of your confused state to strip you naked and locks you into the harness.

"See cock, suck cock. For each complaint I hear I'll keep you here for an additional week. Understand?"

"You can't do this to me!"

"That's an extra week, thank you very much. Anything else you want to add?"

You quickly shut up and fume at him silently.

"Good," he said before slamming the door on you. You squirmed in the harness to no avail. Half an hour later, you hear footsteps.

"Hot damn, that's a hot bitch tonight!" A drunken man peered over the top of your cubicle said. To your horror he enters the cubicle behind you. You hear the shuffling of clothes, then something touched your newly transformed genitals. Something hard and long that penetrated your vagina and pried its petals apart forcefully.

"Gah!" you cried out in surprise. The man wasted no time with foreplay nor was he gentle. He slammed his sausage as hard as he could into the warm hole in the wall with the express intention of cumming. As such, you endured hardly a minute before he grunted like a pig, signaling the end of your ordeal.

"What kind of game is this... how could they even code this?" You wondered out loud. Business soon picked up, and this time men occupied both cubicles beside you, with chatter indicate more standing in wait. A cock slipped in through the dark hole in front of you, a penis of medium length but unusual girth and long foreskin. You gagged at the scent of another man's scent, spurred on only by the bartender's threat. Oh, you couldn't wait to become an accomplished adventurer and burn this sorry tavern to the ground.

You sucked on the man's erection, trying your best to get him off as soon as possible. The cock pounding your pussy proved to be distracting, especially once your traitorous body decided to embrace its new organs and began to feel pleasure.

Without warning the cock in your mouth jettisoned a huge load of cum down your throat, giving you a coughing fit. When you recovered, a new cock was already in place. You groaned and soldiered on.

When the bartender opened your cubicle at the end of the night, he saw a woman caked in semen. Her thoroughly abused pussy was leaking a stream of sickly liquid into a dirty puddle on the ground. The man chuckled.

"Had a good night?"

"Fuck you," you retorted.