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Chapter 3 by Titlecardpink Titlecardpink

Where does Ezreal wake up?

In Zaun, tied to a lab table.

Lights blare, imprinting themselves onto Ezreal's closed eyes. "Looks like he's waking up Doctor."

"Mundooo!"

"Ugh, yes, yes, Mundo, Mundo, Mundo. Just get on with the transformation." Evelynn's voice jolts Ezreal out of his groggy stupor. He strains against his constraints, leather gripping into his muscles as they flex, I'll have to arcane shift. Readying his energy, Ezreal envisions himself on the other side of the room. And.... nothing. Oh fuck.

"Ooo... I just love that look on your face right now, the despair washing over your eyes, is just..... delectable." Evelynn's eyes meet with Ezreal's, her face looking down onto his. Her slutty voice dripping with excitement. "Evelynn, hear me out. I can give you whatever you want, money, info, power. Just stop whatever you're about to do."

Evelynn gives Ezreal an innocent look, "But Ez, you're already giving me exactly what I want." with that she gives him a malicious smile and a peck on the forehead. "The floor is yours doctor." Evelynn says as she struts away into a corner of the lab.

"MUNDO!" the purple behemoth stomps his way to the lab table, examining every inch of Ezreal's body, going from his torso to eventually the pink thong straddling his ass and cock. "Munnndooo?!" Evelynn sighs. "Yes, the pink vials."

"Mundo!" the Doctor gives an affirmative Mundo, and digs inside his pocket, multiple hollow point syringes piercing their way through his scarred skin. After a brief moment he waves a pink vial around and attaches a syringe to it, sweat tingles across Ezreal's lithe body. "Don't be scared honey~ You're going to love your new life."

Mundo raises the syringe high above his head and slams it into Ezreal's heart, the table letting out a brash rattle as the Doctor's massive hand thuds onto Ezreal's chest. Spittle and tears spray from Ezreal's face, his perfect features distorting in pain and worry as he feels the effects of the vial, shooting hot ropes of magical energy through his veins, plumping up his lips, hips, tits, and ass. Softening his masculine jawline and muscles, his hair falls off and is replaced by a glossy head of platinum blonde locks. The heat then slides away from his body parts, all running towards one focus point. His cock. Having already been pretty small at four inches the penis barely needs to shrink in order to achieve the desired two inches. His balls shrivel up as his testicles are dissipated by the pink solution, and he feels every bit of body hair fall away.

"Oh it's just perfect Doctor. Here's the agreed payment." Evelynn throws him a bag of rusty syringes.

"Mundo~", Mundo says. "Mmm, Mundo Mundo."

"What? A test run? Well, I guess it is a good idea to break him in a little. Fine go wild. Call me when you're done." Evelynn tosses her hair over her shoulder as she exits the room.

What did she mean by test run?

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