Dark Wood

It has been three months since I was wrongfully accused of assaulting a woman and attempted murder. I didn’t do it I was just in the wrong place at the wrong time. Today I was found guilty due to the overwhelming evidence. I must admit that the evidence looked terrible. I had no defense, but I refused to plead guilty. Even if it would get me a lesser sentence. All because of my pride. Now it was time to hear my sentence.

“Mr. Everhart this court finds you guilty of on one count of assault, and one count of attempted murder. I hear by sentence you to life in prison. You will serve your time at Dark Wood Corrections.” I was then taken to a holding cell and waited for transport. I couldn’t breathe my life was over I would never be a free man again.

No one ever leaves Dark Wood; they only take prisoners serving a life sentence. Ive also heard stranger rumors that they experiment on the prisoners there.

When transport came, they put a hood over my head and loaded me up. I was in the vehicle for almost three hours when they finally parked the van. Then they walked me inside and put me in another holding cell with a table that they cuffed me to and removed my hood. A few minutes later the door opened and a woman stepped inside.

“Hello Mr. Everhart I am Mrs. Wood and I am the warden here at Dark Wood. I am here to explain your situation. I don’t have time to answer any of your questions or listen to you plead that you are innocent because if you were you would not be here. Now let’s get started. You’re here because you did something bad and I don’t care what it was, you’re here now and you won’t be leaving. Now I’m sure you have heard many rumors about this place. None of them are true but the reality is far worse. This facility specializes in transforming low life scum such as yourself into valuable merchandise. Once your transformation is complete you will be sold off to the highest bidder.

I was completely horrified. “You can’t do that. That’s illegal.”

“Actually, we can do whatever we want with you. You no longer have rights as a human being due to your vile actions. Now the process will begin immediately.” Mrs. Wood then opened a small case containing a syringe. She stood and walked around the table and jammed the needle into my neck while I struggled to get away. Everything faded to black.

When I woke was in a hospital gown secured to a wheelchair. A man that I took to be a doctor came into the room after a few minutes. “Hello Mr. Everhart.” I tried to respond but all that came out was a horse cough. “Oh, please don’t try to speak you will only cause yourself pain.”

I looked at him puzzled.

He signed and then explained “I’m sorry to inform you that your vocal cords have been removed. We find it best to remove the cords first because it prevents useless arguing on your part and is also the least invasive surgery you will be having.”

The way he said all of this with such a casual tone horrified me. He clearly had done this so many times that it had become normal for him.

“Anyway, the next surgery will be breast implants that will function like real natural breasts. Then we will remove your peripheral vison and make it so you will be unable to see more than 6 feet in front of you.

I started to hyperventilate until he stuck another needle in my neck.

It went on like this for what seemed like years. I would wake up to find some new things that they either surgically removed or added. I was told later that the process had only taken two months.

Before the transformation I had been an average looking man, not particularly fit or out if shape. But after the transformation I looked like a super model, my face looked perfect, but it was no longer my face. I now had massive pair of tits and a slim, thick ass. I hardly have a single oz of fat on me now. Strangely they left my cock alone. In fact, they started feeling me hormones that always force my cock to be erect.

Now that they had finished the physical transformation, it was time for the mental conditioning that would be required to keep me submissive.