Breeder For Hire - On the Farm

Your name is Jackson Frigg. You were sitting in a train on the way to a station somewhere in remote Alaska. You had come fresh from college at 21, thanks in most part to the lifestyle you had being surrounded by men and women of intellect. Your father used to be a world renowned scientist for creating many of the cures for some of humanity’s most dangerous viruses. This, however, was all a ruse for the experiments he ran on you and your other siblings.

Your late mother, who died after giving birth to your 10th sibling, or 4th brother, was one of his first victims. You remember the face of maniacal glee your dad had when he realized his theory for human elasticity worked. Your body was now able to stretch itself, however he needed it to. He had also nearly killed your mother when he realized you weren’t like most. Whereas most boys had a set of balls and a penis, you were born with a pussy. Your father, before his ultimate arrest, created a capsule capable of turning your body into the opposite of any sex of any animal, so long as you had something with the animal’s DNA. This particular farmer, by the way, had some unique animals as well - they were anthropomorphic! And there was rumor a centaur was there as well. What fun you’ll have~

The train screeches to a halt at Pinefront Station, and as you pull down your suitcase and exit the train, you have to cover your eyes for a moment as you step out into the sun. As your eyes scan over the crowd, one of the first you see is a food stand. The next you see is a fairly young but tall and lanky boy holding a sign with your last name on it. The final destination you see is a bathroom, with many people moving in and out of them.

\\Writer here! If you want to add chapters, go ahead! But I won’t verify a chapter if it contains any gore, scat, watersports or **** of any kind. All characters in this story and any more I create are depicted as 18 years of age and above.

UPDATE: I’ve changed the story, so now all animals depicted are anthro, or furries. So, if that’s not your thing, you’re free to ignore my story.//