Karther smirks as an idea crosses his mind. "Good think I don't have to be limited to one option. It would be nice to see more of your reactions, even though you'll be helpless."
With a snap of his fingers, you feel your body fall away from you, your head left floating overhead as everything below the neck crumples to the ground. Even as you stare in shock, your body's legs press themselves against your chest, while your arms are pressed to your sides. You can feel your skin melting where it touches together, and all of your bones except your spine seems to be shifting around like they're dissolving.
Karther bends down to stroke your cock, poked out between your disappearing limbs, and with each wave of arousal he seems to be forcing into it, you can see it getting longer. With a swiftness you'd not expected, he soon has your penis extended all along the length of your spine after he pulls it back past your ass. Soon, your penis itself melts into your spine, and your body itself seems to be getting converted into more erogenous tissue.
For a moment you wonder if you're being turned into his dick, but he soon grabs the base of your spine and your balls, and starts squeezing, giving you pain that threatens to make your eyes blank out from the stars. A moment later, and you can see that whatever he's done to the base of your spine, it appears to be wiggling, even as its as sensitive as your cock, perhaps because it is your cock in a sense.
As he squeezes along the length of your spine, compressing all your nerves into a fine tube, you can see bright fluffy fur sprouting all along it. He draws this out, and he even makes sure you can feel your own heart stop, as it turns into little more than an extra sensitive spot on what is quickly beginning to look like a tail, a tail meant as much for its owner's pleasure as for the pleasure of whoever it touches.
Eventually the white tip is formed from what remains of the base of your neck, and after finely massaging it into a point, he doubles back and stretches out the skin at the base, only for a pattern to emerge from the fur, like a banner reading "Tammy".
You feel anger rising at your humiliation, at being some girl's tail to be raised when he wants to claim his prize, only to feel your teeth melting away even as you grit them. The back of your mouth seems to begin pressing forward, or perhaps your face is receeding back into your throat, as it begins to feel like your throat is right up against your lips, as your tongue hangs lewdly out of your mouth, not having enough room to fit inside it.
Karther gets Janice to lower the back of her panties, putting your former body into place between her two existing tails; her whimpering with delight as you're slotted into place, your own arousal echoing down the tail your body has become. He whispers in her ear, and she blushes, and you feel like you're getting aroused from whatever he told her. You feel humiliated, used, abused... You can't help but watch your own agitated tail thrashing wildly but impotently at them, a fact that makes the two of them giggle like school girls, even though Karther is supposed to be a grown man.
He looks back to you, and in a motion splits your tongue down the middle, and pushes it into the sides of your lips, making them fuse together at the top of your mouth, along with what remains of the bit of flesh that used to hang at the entrance to your throat. He massages the remnants of your face, your muscles twisting so you can only open or close your mouth sideways, while your tongue and lips start to become erotically sensitive, you feel yourself reaching the brink of something, your tail twitching like in the throws of passion, something it seems even Janice feels.
He doesn't let you reach your peak, instead he slows so he can move you between Janice's legs. Its already occurred what he's making you, and you are left in a state of panic, unable to even vocalize as your skull starts melting into her pubic bone, your chin practically coming to a rest right up against her anus, as your throat lengthens out towards her womb, letting you feel her deepest depths all the way to her cervix, and maybe beyond.
You feel the fur spreading across your face, there's virtually nothing left of you but the pussy you've become, the triangle of flesh that makes up her panty line, and your eyes... But even that it seems like he's about to take away, as he moves his thumb over your eyes.
… And suddenly its like your eyes are frozen and flat, unable to move, as your point of view becomes stuck looking down past your own folds, you vision seems wider but its like half your vision is taken up entirely by the crease that makes up your outer folds, which are tight and smooth rather than bulging, and the crease itself even makes you think you look delicate.
Out of the top edge of your vision that would normally be pointed forward, you can see Karther pulling out a hand mirror, and he brings it over your vision, showing that your eyes are now little more than two pink heart patterns in Janice's fur; the fur giving the impression of the threads of your iris, while a tiny fleck of fur in the middle of each reminds you of your pupils... Your eyes may as well have become a tramp stamp.
"She's beautiful." you hear Janice say, and you're not sure if its your own arousal or hers, but you feel yourself becoming wet, and your traitorous tail seems to have lifted itself and is swaying like an invitation.
Karther laughs. "It seems he's getting lost in your excitement... I suppose its time to 'reward' him for his gift to you, and fulfil his punishment."
You try to scream inside your head, but its clear Janice can't hear you... She doesn't need to hear you, in their mind it seems to know what you feel. And you can do nothing but watch as your view is brought to the edge of Karther's throne, and the legs around you part, forcing your lips apart to give you the first peak at the nub between your lips, even as you try to close them with what little control of her vagina you have.
You see the nub of Karther's penis come into view, and you feel the first hint of warmth of what must likely be your now unending heat. you try to fight, to close, to resist, but instead it spears right into your folds in the first strike, and you feel the peak you almost crossed over earlier return, as you find yourself involuntarily clamped around his dick like your life depended on it, like your entire being was feeding off the nectar only barely starting to leak from his tip.
You can hear Janice moaning in delight, reverberating through you. "Oh Karther, she feels amazing!"
You can swear you hear Karther whispering to Janice above, when suddenly while still stuck in this peak, you feel something grab the base of your former body, your former penis; and you feel like you're being driven beyond whatever peak that climax was.
You feel Janice and Karther's tails intertwining around you like soft velvet, driving you mad, like you need to thrust your tail into them but you can only twitch like some retarded tentacle. You feel the tips of Karthers toes teasing the tip of your tail like its the nub of your penis it once was. It drives you mad, you feel like your penis is about to come, but you don't have one, its just a tail, the path your cum would have gone is closed up forever.
This frustration drives you wild, the claming of your lips around his member feels more like you're trying to bite his dick of, like you need to ram something so far in that something does come out of your tail, even if the only cum that you can force through your tail ended up being his.
As you reach this new peak of simulation, you feel every part of your body, both your vagina and tail clench down as hard as it can. And suddenly you feel a torrent spraying through you, Karther's knotted bulge locking itself inside you so hard you can't release, and you're drinking the cum straight into the core of your being like its the medicine that will let you release. And for a moment, you think your tail does cum, you don't even know how that's possible, but you feel something soft and stringy flowing out of the tip of your tail.
Its at this point that Karther chuckles, bringing the tip of your tail into focus between their legs, showing you that out of a hidden slit inside the fur is some kind of second vagina, and hanging from the tip of this second clit, is a glob of pink silk threads trailing out of it.
"That's so kinky Karther," Janice says, "I love it."
Karther gives a nice hearty laugh. "I couldn't resist the opportunity to give you a little extra to play with while I'm at court."
With a flick of his wrist, the silk hanging from your tail wraps tight around it, creating what you can only imagine is some kind of panties for your tail, held in place by a lacy little ribbon made out of the same pink silk you made.
You feel Karther pop out of you, sliding his length out as he goes, and without missing a beat, Janice has already slid her panties all the way up to your face, and you feel it pull tight across you as your vision goes blurred. You can feel them rubbing against your lips with every movement, and Janice doesn't help much with how she slides her hand down to attend to you.
"You really do love this duty more than anyone else Janice," you hear Karther say, "the others often busy themselves will running my estate, and keeping the staff in line... But you're always enthusiastic about this."
Janice giggled, "I always knew I wanted this, even in my old world... Maybe there'd be less misunderstandings if I'd told them earlier."
You heard Karther kiss her. "You have all the time in the world to explain now... Tell him how you felt in your own words."
You could hear her practically whining. "I was always meant to be a girl, to take a dick... When I was with Tommy... Tammy now... I fantasized about his... I felt like a slut because of it." you could feel her rubbing you with her legs. "But now that I'm with you Karther… You make me feel like a princess for it... That I don't have to be ashamed about it... That I can be myself, and that you'd be okay with it."
"No regrets?" Karther asked.
"No," Janice said, "not anymore."
You couldn't believe what you were hearing, you didn't want to believe it... But you can't help but feel this memory in the back of your mind that makes you doubt yourself... Is she... Not mindwashed?
It doesn't matter now though... You're stuck like this... Forever... It begins to occur to you that you might be immortal now, that being stuck like this forever may really be forever.
You want to cry, but you cannot.