Reality Shift

Things were twisted, emotions high, the head of his cock rounded and slick with so much pre-cum. More and more slopped forth as he fixed his eyes on those lustful bodies on the screen, ignoring the males, for they were secondary to what he wanted to take from them, body trembling, shoulders wanting to round as tension built and built inside him.

"I think he'll... Ohhhhh..."

"So good... So fucking thick... Mmmm... Oh... My milky...titties..."

They tried to keep talking to him but it was not possible for them to get the words out in any way that made sense between their moans, huge dick shapes still pushing up into them, though it was up for debate as to who was using too. It looked more like a mutually beneficial arrangement, though the bear and the wolf were just mindless sex machines as they pounded their women as if they didn't know about anything else. To them, nothing else existed, they only had to keep fucking them, cumming inside them, adding load after load to them as their bellies bloated out, round and swelling.

Their stomachs could not contain it all in a perfectly smooth, pregnant-esque bloat, however, sagging and drooping, showing the sheer weight of all that semen inside them. They tried to talk, Leanne getting a few words out before devolving into a yowl, whiskers quivering, her pussy squeezing down around the massive dick inside her as she enjoyed herself as was her right.

Wintergreen heaved, panting, chest tight, everything tight. He needed it...needed something... But the goat didn't know what more could come of his life if only he let go.

As their moans grew so loud that no more words at all could be discerned, the screen flicked to a chibi cock spurting seed, a GIF that looped in an ejaculation that acted as if it was painting the entire inside of the screen with spurt after spurt of semen. As Wintergreen moaned and groaned helplessly, two words flashed up on the screen: "CUM BREAK!" He supposed, dimly, in their new kind of world, that sort of thing was needed.

"Shit... What... Ohhhh!"

He knew that he should have been focusing, thinking, something more in mind, moaning, his cock throbbing so very desperately that he could no longer hold back the desire of his body for a single moment longer. It was wrong but it was oh so very fucking right at the same time, his balls rumbling, aching and churning, spilling forth his desire in thick, heady ropes.

He bleated helplessly, though there was no holding back the force of such an orgasm as he painted the TV screen with his own cum, seeming to mingle with the semen on the screen, which trickled down, sloshing and pooling, so that there was no longer any real distinction between the two. Pleasure unlike anything that he remembered flooded him even as the goat spilt forth more and more cum, pump after pump, his whole body rocking and humping and grinding, as mindless in lust as the femfurs on the TV had been.

When he came around, sitting heavily in the afterglow of his all-encompassing orgasm, it hit him. It crept into his consciousness, growling and heaving, forcing him to look at the reality of the world that he had been forced into.

He was Wintergreen, that was normal.

He was a sexual deviant, in not wanting sex every day all day, that was not normal.

They were going to break him and change him to be like them.

Definitely not normal.

Alas, the goat would not have any time to come to himself anymore as he launched himself upright, someone banging on the door, the force of the reverberations pounding through the entire flat. His cock had not softened, though it bobbed and swayed back and forth, still drooling cum, his chest heaving, straining, spinning, searching for an exit.

"OPEN THE DOOR!"

Their shouting boomed forth as if they were using a megaphone, pounding on his ears. He swung his horns desperately back and forth, but not even darting, stumbling over his hooves, panic flooding him. His cock bounced off the door frame, yet the pain of its impact did not even register with him as he clapped a paw over his muzzle, holding himself back the best he could.

Quiet... If he was quiet, maybe they wouldn't know he was there! Slamming the bedroom door behind him, he hunched down on the floor, his back to it, knees drawn up to his chest, though they had to move out to either side of his body so that there was space for his thick, throbbing dick. He didn't want to consider it, no, not at all, not what they wanted to do to him, even though that in itself seemed inevitable.

"We're coming in, Wintergreen! Be brave and submit to your destiny!"

That was overdramatic but what made his heart pound was the cracking and splintering as they broke down their down. A voice crackled something over a radio transmitter and the goat shuddered, curling down, hoping that if only he was small and insignificant enough they would pass him by.

"Search the apartment, leave no corner unchecked."

They spoke as if it was a matter of the utmost importance, the goat silencing himself, though his chest was tight, too tight. With a shaking paw, he stretched up to lock his bedroom door, though the click of that sounded loud too, too loud -- loud enough for them to hear? He couldn't stay still, not even with his legs as shaky as they were, springing up, staggering with the weight of his cock and balls, pacing the room.

Quiet, he had to be quiet, but he had to move too, pacing the room, back and forth, back and forth, not even able to stay still. He wanted to get out and stay still and hide away, things that didn't make sense when they all piled together. He couldn't do everything at once but panic was not logical and most certainly not so as the doorknob to the bedroom jiggled.

"He's in there!"

He stumbled to a corner, whimpering, a frightened bleat breaking his lips, though there was nowhere else for him to go as he cowered, half under the bed, true fear chilling him to the bone. Adrenaline pumped through his system, though the voices sounded like they were arguing, deciding on what to do as the door crunched, something in the lock disengaged.

The goat whimpered, though the door did not swing open. But the crunch had been from a hole being punched violently in the door, a paw resting on the edge of it. He swore it was that of another tiger.

"Throw a cum gas grenade!" Someone snapped, the tone of command in their voice making them not one to be trifled with. "We'll drag him out after he's passed out!"

"Just wait for the gas to recede! Fire in the hole!"

He tried to cower further, but there was nowhere for him to go as a grenade was launched, sailing into the room and exploding on the bed. Dimly, the goat was aware that it was pink, though the gas that it emitted was a hissing wave of pink and purple, clad with blue sparkles. It seemed wrong, so wrong, yet all he could do was cover his mouth and nose, striving with all his might to hold his breath for as long as possible. It was the last hope he had as his eyes slid to the window, wondering how much he liked his chances out there. If he could open it, maybe it would give him a few more moments...

Yet the gas affected him not only from breathing and his cock jolted, a strange sense of lightness washing over him. He grunted and gasped, twisting back and forth, forgetting to hold his breath as he sucked in a good lungful of the gas. That was the beginning of the end for the poor goat as his cock trembling, aching and throbbing, the sense that he was having a faint orgasm growing more and more with every passing second.

What was happening to him? It was too late not to breathe as he could not help but moan, pushing weakly at his dick, his nuts, straining to not cum. If he didn't orgasm, maybe everything would be alright, shoving his cock down, though it was no use. He bleated as he powerful shot out a load of cum in the most intense orgasm that he remembered, painting the wall with it, cum trickling down, splashing over the paintwork.

But his mind was not there, not truly, not as he lost himself, howling and whimpering, his vision shaking. The lines of furniture in the room blurred and warped as if he was high, for maybe the gas was a drug of some sort, colours brighter, but shifting and changing too, blues becoming reds and yellows becoming browns, jumping back and forth. Again, he climaxed, hardly even aware that the first orgasm had ended, though he couldn't stop it, even as his paws, weakly, faintly, fell away from his cock.

He couldn't stop it... Some part of his mind told him to enjoy it. Maybe that would be better, maybe he would find a way out, some way to escape, later. It was as if he was not present in his reality, losing sense of what was real and what was not, a wide smile spreading across his muzzle, more and more, tugging his lips to the point that it strained his cheeks.

To cum... Well, that bit was good. The rest... Oh, the rest could not be such as he laughed giddily, caught up under the influence of the gas, balls churning, more and more cum pouring from him.

When he passed out, at long last, that stupid smile was still plastered over his face, lying in a pool of his cum, his cock jerking and twitching still in the throes of orgasm. They stood over the goat, out cold, and his fate was sealed.

Part Two

"Right! Is everyone ready? Let's see some deepthroat action!"

The government sex facility was not so much a single building or house, but a giant expanse that covered the space of a football stadium, right in the centre of the city where it had been erected with the utmost importance. They had recruited for a year to find exactly the right candidates to work and live there, though many of the government workers had lamented that they did not get to participate as the female tigers did -- all one hundred of them, in fact.

Some males were brought in for them to demonstrate on, but they had already been in training for a long time, a brawny mare standing imperiously over a bright orange tigress as she deepthroated a cock that was four foot in length. The girth had proven a challenge for that tiger before, but under the horse's tutelage, she had really come through.

"Deeper, ladies, deeper! We can't have any shallow fucking here!"

A line of tigresses squatted over the cocks of several males, including an anteater, a wolverine and an elephant, all with hugely sizeable cocks, each four feet or more in length, though one had to be five foot long. They sank and moaned, rising and falling, riding them as if they were training for stamina yet another coach eyed them up, making a note on her clipboard. Of course, all of those training the tigresses and monitoring them were females, the males only in use there. It was the best place for them to be.

"Now..." The supervisor peeled back a sheet of paper, up in a room that oversaw the stadium-size ground floor, expansive enough so that fantasies could be twisted into the reality to warp what was around Wintergreen, when he was placed in there. "Let us run through one more time! Wintergreen will be arriving soon and you must be prepared! You will live here permanently, servicing him and only him, so this is one final check before the grandness of our scheme commences at long last!"

The tigresses, of course, wouldn't have wanted to be anywhere, else, many of them having taking sex and body enhancing drugs already, tits huge and bouncing -- though that was only the start of it. As they practised their sexual endeavours, tongues in the slits of giant cocks, taking huge sex toys into their pussies and arseholes, they listened. The thing with having sex all the time was that it left them at least able to think about what else was going on, concentrating on more than one thing at once.

The supervisor, speaking into the microphone in their overseeing box higher up where they could see the entire horde of one-hundred tigers, shuffled their paperwork. It was a good job for the tabby cat, her silver-striped body gleaming with good health, though she had a male under her desk to eat out her pussy (literally) while she talked. She didn't care what species he was, as long as he did a good job and was a good boy for her, her milky breasts sagging softly under the weight of so much milk in them. She'd have him milk her dry later too, just for her comfort. That would be all the good boi would need later to fill him up, oh yes.

"Now..." The supervisor still had to go through everything, a firm smile on her lips, though having a tongue in her pussy made everything better there than going through the details alone. "You will now live at the facility full-time, from today, if all is still agreeable to you. You will give your body to the program and, where necessary, you will be injected with a selection of permanent drugs to enhance your bodies."

She took a breath, whiskers quivering. It was quite a list!

"First, you will gain hyper breasts, if you do not have them already and hyper nipples that are two inches wide and four inches long. The addition of four more hyper breasts, two pairs, will allow you to present yourselves as true tigresses. These breasts, of course, will heavily lactate at all times, always leaking and dripping."

The tigers below her moaned and fucked all the more fervently, leaning into her words with the hunger that only felines like them could encapsulate.

"Your butts will no longer be needed as you will not be sitting except for certain sexual positions. Therefore, your arses will also change into hyper breasts, complete with nipples. The tissue of your breasts will be altered via injection so that it is super soft to the touch. Wintergreen will not be able to keep his paws off you, while the nipple and the skin immediately around it will constantly be wet. We hear that he likes strawberries, therefore that is what your nipples will taste like from now on."

"Your natural musk will become sweeter and more alluring to a goat rather than another tiger, tailoring you and your bodies to him. Of course, extreme skin elasticity will be a given so that you can take any size length at any time and you will no longer either have a gag reflex or require the ability to breathe, instead taking in what you need through your skin. Such a pesky problem to have..."

She laughed shortly, brushing her whiskers back, her body warm through.

"Mmm... Yes, I would like to join you. Of course, there is a risk of inhaling cum in such a life and ongoing scenario, so your lungs will also be strengthened so that no harm can come to you if it is breathed in. Similarly, all pain will be eliminated. You may feel stretch and strain, but there will be no more than this when it comes to negative sensation."

"Now... A course of four drugs will also be injected, but these will take a few hours to get to the full effect, though you should be aware of them. There will be an intelligence drop in effect, which will allow you to better fulfil your role, and an injection that will push your lust to extreme levels. We can't take any chances with Wintergreen. This paired with the injections to cause an insatiable hunger for cum and excessive drooling will render you perfect for the needs of our poor goat boi who needs to be taken into our arms and given his place in society."

She took a shuddering breath, moaning through orgasm as a thick tongue dug into her pussy. Damn, that was good! But she wanted his thick cock too, sitting back on the male's shaft, though she still did not pause to see just who she was fucking as he rode his meaty length, stomach bulging out.

"Right... That's about all I had for the moment..." The supervisor panted, tapping a button so that she could hear the moans and cries from the arena. "Do you have any questions for me?"

Their queries were shouted, though the technology at the facility allowed her to hear them perfectly clearly.

"Why do we need so many breasts?" One asked through a moan. "And on the butt too?"

"Yes -- what about the lactation? How does that please our poor Wintergreen?"

The supervisor smiled, pussy stuffed full.

"Excellent questions!" The tabby cat moaned. "Now... You will need the breasts so that he is never without a breast to press into. Our poor baby boi has had such a hard life, he must always have a breast to cuddle, even in place of your backsides. The excessive lactation is a kink of his that we have dredged up from his browsing history from many, many years back. This will heighten his pleasure and arousal!"

There were more questions still, however, the supervisor expertly fielding them.

"Why do we need to have our intelligence lowered?"

"What about the extreme lactation?" A tigress with sharply intelligent eyes asked. "Is that a further extension of...ohhh...Wintergreen's kink?"

The supervisor nodded, though they could not see her clearly up there.

"Yes, you are quite right on the lactation! We want to make this as a good of an experience for our goat boi for the rest of his life, the sweet little thing. He will deserve every comfort and pleasure and, of course, will never again drink or eat normal food. Your milk will be the only thing that he takes in for the rest of his days... Which, for us, will be forever!"

"Secondly, the drop in intelligence is purely so that you will better service him. As we have seen with males that have been injected, it heightens pleasure. Consider this a little reward for your kind service in joining our program."

The tigers grunted and moaned, caught up in sexual pleasure for a moment, panting, chest heaving with need.

"Ah... And..." Someone struggled through her lust, lips moving without any words coming out as she raised her voice. "Why... Why are only tigers being used to fuck him, forever? Why so many of us?"

The feline supervisor smiled, green eyes gleaming. Oh, that cock in her felt so good... No female in the world should have ever been without a cock to fuck or suck, she was entirely convinced of it.

"Excellent question! So, we have read his mind, after bringing him into custody, using a high-tech brain scanner. More so than his ancient browsing history, this has shown us what he is attracted to and, strangely enough, it's tigers that he lusts for above all else. We want to make sure that there is as wide a variety as possible for him to fuck so that he does not stay with the same tigress for too long, always changing, always moving. Of course, for you ladies, there will always be double-ended dildos and sizeable strap-ons for you to use when you are not fucking Wintergreen. You will be very well taken care of."

The tabby cat rubbed the back of her neck, appearing a little sheepish for the first time.

"Of course, on putting out applications, the entire world's population of tigers applied: it was quite unprecedented. We had to choose the tigers that had the greatest influence in the government first...and then randomly, to be fair."

Quietly, so that her voice could not be picked up by the microphone, she added:

"And there were a ton of tigers who had influence..."

"But! On to better things, if you have no more questions for me?"

It seemed that all had been fielded prior, which was one good thing at least. She smiled, squeezing around the male's shaft as he ploughed her, filling her rampantly, cum sloshing about as he climaxed inside her.

"For the fun part... We will have Wintergreen injected too before his placement amongst you all! These drugs will include changing his natural musk so that it is rougher and more earthy, more appealing to tigers and acting as an erotic pheromone, which I am sure will be appreciated. Much the same, he will also receive extreme elasticity, no gag reflex and no need to breathe going forward. His lungs will also be strengthened so that they may be filled with milk with no damage or harm to our sweet boi."