The altar was a block of stone about three feet high. There was a scoop taken out of one of the sides, just the right shape for a person’s hips to fit in. Ominously, where the person’s crotch would go, there was the hollow area in the shape of a huge cock.
Diane began to struggle as she realized what was most likely going to happen next. “No way, no freaking way, this is impossible, holy shit!” she yelled and struggled. Judy and Robyn held Diane on the altar, so that her hips were in the grove and her crotch placed just above the hollow in the shape of a cock. Sara looked to a shemale who had once been a girl called Meg, “You were last to be transformed, so you haven’t changed anyone yet. It must be your turn”. Meg walked up the altar and stood behind Diane looking down at her naked back. Her cock throbbed in anticipation.