Log Entry #???

Log Entry #???

“It dropped. The brain of my new fucking owner just dropped. I'm looking at my once normal ball sack which is now stretched out with a full human sized brain in it.” I lick my lips.

“And it's awake.” I smile wildly.

“It's talking to me. I want to give in so badly, but I can't misuse this opportunity, as a former scientist, I just can't. My last noble act as a man will be to record my experience for others to study. I had taken the portable memory-sensory recorder from my lab several weeks ago hoping to use it on a native. So stupid. Now, I've attached it to my head… well its… this is such a strange feeling to have. I know viscerally that this body belongs to her and always has but I remember being my own person before this all started. And now, even speaking about being a separate thing feels wrong and abnormal.”

“It doesn't matter, others will view the data I capture as my last feeble human male thoughts crack and shatter and crumble until all that's left is the urges and instincts of an organ made for her to use and pleasure herself with.” I remove the device from its casing and place it on my body.

“There. The device is on me. She is trying to take control of us. She wants…” I bite my lips as my owner feeds me instructions.

“She wants an audience. Oh god… and as many mates as possible!” My eyes light up with anticipation.

“Uhhhhhhnnnn coooooock. Yes! Yes ok let's go, I need it even more than you so I'm going now.” I say to her, having completely forgotten about the recording. Not even bothering to turn the screen off.

End of audio log entries.

Jack steps out of his quarters completely naked, eager to finish his change. He braces himself against the wall, momentarily overcome with pain and exhaustion. Sweating profusely from the strain of resisting her. He moves slowly, automated by his owner and lost in a horny fugue. He stumbles toward his goal. The ship gym locker room. He must get there, to that door. He arrives without notice and pushes the door open, crossing a critical threshold from which there is no return. Passing inside without hesitation as he knows release is nearly at hand. The steamy air washes over him filling his lungs with a pungent male aroma. He breaths deep. Both of them relish the experience. He quickly scans the room, locking his gaze on the two male research assistants only metres away from him. They must have just come off duty and hardly noticed him while they were changing clothes. He approaches like a cat, silent and stealthy. They look up.

"Ok little kitty, time to say the magic words. Tell these boys what you are." The voice of Jack's owner resonated through him.

The urge bloomed deep inside him. A wave of euphoria beyond his control erupted. A key turns, the flood gates give way, and he shouts with a cock sucking grin of moaning delighting on his face,

"I WANT TO BE HEEEEEER GOD DAMMMMMN PUUUUUUSSYYYYYY, FUUUUUUUUCK YEEEEEEES! Oh, fuck fuck god damn yes I'm turning into her fuck hole! I'm gonna flip over and change into her wet dripping CUUUUUUNT!" Jack grunts this statement at the two men in between panting and moaning gasps.

He falls forward. His actions are no longer his to control. She forces his hands to the floor and in the same movement she throws their legs into the air as nimble as a gymnast. The memory sensors light up, the signals in Jack's rapidly transforming brain are recorded in the highest fidelity by the rapid function of the device. It will ensure the captured experience is of the utmost quality.

"I'm upside down," he chokes out. Vaginal juices already flowing out of his mouth. "Shit, oh god this feels incredible, amazing, I'm changingGGG GLURG!" He gurgles out, his voice distorting into messy slurping sounds. "Yesssss god yes my mouth is turning into her pussy ohhhhhh I get to spend her life between legs getting stuffed with dick!" He thinks as his head is thrown back, fusing his skull with his shoulders making them crunch loudly then soften like clay, accelerating the forming structure on its way to being wide female hips. His face raced along its transformation path to pussy-town. His lips squish, fold over, puff up, contort, twist then pull until they form a vertical slit. Her vulva and mound. The inner flesh of his mouth and throat wrinkled up and his teeth dissolved while his jaw melts into her pelvis. His head and face lost all male shape entirely leaving just what Jack wanted to be, a dripping wet cunt. With each harsh breath he took, his nose changed and became more of a single puckering hole and then sunk down into the beginnings of his owners rapidly inflating ass cheeks.

He closed his eyes. Sealing them shut forever. No trace of his former maleness was left. And inside, his brain structure began to spread out, reaching, crawling along new channels. Aching for its master's touch. The core of what his brain once was had reduced to form her ovaries. His… no, her clit at last budded using what had been precious neurons once containing his essence to crown her vulva as the queen instrument of pleasure formerly known as Jack.

The rest of him was also rapidly changing.

"I can't believe… the heat! The need, the urge to CLENCH, she's willing me, commanding me to squeeeeeeze. I need to… break! Crash down! To be filled ohhhhh god, fuck me! SHIT I NEED A DICK INSIDE. I NEED CUM. I CAN’T TAKE IT ANYMORE! FINISH ME. I NEED TO BE CUNT. ALL CUNT. MAKE SQUIRT AHHHRG FUCK!"

A hand that had formed from his foot slid a finger inside the pussy, guided by the beautiful woman now manifest. She presses their new g-spot lightly, and then hard. She rubs and teases. "Good girl," she thinks to her new womanhood. "You wanna cum my little twat? Then tell me what you are."

Pussy didn't hesitate one instant. "PUSSY! ONLY PUSSY! PLEEEEASE CUUUUUM!" it cried to its owner through their shared mind.

"How can I say no to that enthusiasm?" The woman said internally to her love hole. Then, expertly, she worked her fingers hard into her g-spot, each stroke rubbed her palm against her clit and vulva. Electric joy shot along the central line from the woman's brain right down to the core of Jack the pussy. Setting off an explosion of ecstasy that shook loose the last thought pussy had. It responded with instinct. The truest instinct a cunt has. Clench, wet, GUSH.

SQUIRT. Gush. SQUIRT! Clench.

On and on and on and on. Soaking the woman, the two paralyses men watching, and everything else in reach.

Finally, the messy show ended.

The woman stood up and stared the stupefied men before her directly in the eyes, first one and then the other. Radiating an aura of lust onto them.

"Did you like the show?" The woman said.

Both men nodded frantically. Enraptured by an unbelievable experience and unable to say anything.

"Splendid, then I know you will love the second act." She took their hands and led them to the shower.