"Hey, Jeffie, get your stuff and get out of here," Joshua ordered as
soon as he saw Jeff when he opened the front door. A crowd of his
frat buddies and football team mates followed him in.
"Josh, I'm not doing anything, besides you and your buddies will
probably be headed for the basement to watch the big screen, right?"
"No, smarty, but I guess you can stay here. My bros and I are going
up to my room, so stay down here and be quiet."
Jeff made a gesture with his hands indicating that his lips were
sealed.
Josh snorted.
"Hey, Josh, maybe Jeffy can bring us snacks up in your room."
"No way, Bongo, nobody eats in my room. I have to sleep there. I don't
want crumbs all over the place. Now come on."
They sounded like a herd of elephants, as they trooped upstairs single
file. They were too broad shouldered to walk abreast. Jeff turned his
attention back to the Chronivac. The hard drive was whirring nine new
subjects were indicated on the monitor. Jeff just shook his head. It
could handle multiple subjects for transformation. He glanced up at
the ceiling and bit his lip.
Sarah re-entered carrying half a glass of milk. She looked at Jeff,
and asked, "What was all that racket?"
"Josh is home, and he brought a bunch of his frat boy football player
friends."
"Oh, great! He'll want you and me to wait on them hand and foot."
"Not this time, Josh said he didn't want crumbs in his room."
"Oh, and when they're done with their little confab in his room, what
do you bet they'll traipse down here and demand we fix them a snack.
They'll be down in the basement by 6PM when the game starts."
"Oh, right, I forgot about the game. Da-dang, you're probably right,
sis!"
"You can say damn, I may be your little sister, but I'm not that
young. At least you didn't try spelling it this time!" she said
rolling her eyes. "I wish for once those big galoots could be our
slaves waiting on us hand and foot. You know big eunuch slaves out of
ancient Egypt or Rome or the Arabian Nights," she said with a sigh.
"Oh, well, like that could ever happen."
"Yeah, all the frat boys go from being big men on campus to harem
slaves. Heh, heh!" chuckled Jeff, as he stared evilly at the
Chronivac.
Jeff opened a google window and soon was looking up slavery, and
eunuchs, and grinning. He was 19, so he was legal, at least he
considered himself legal, though a lot of the sites asked if he was 21
or older. He grinned, and started typing.
He had yet to hit execute, but all the tiny form input windows had
been filled in. He aimed the Chronivac emitter straight up, and
licked his lips. He had set the transformation to be for two days,
and none would be aware of the change during or after, except him.
All of the frat boys would be totally hairless except for their
eyebrows and soul patches on their chins. They all would be in much
better shape too, each would have only 9% body fat. All their necks
would be 18 inches in circumference, and all would be circumcised and
naked. They would also each where a necklace with their removed
scrotums attached around their necks. They would all be submissive
slave boys, and they would all know that they were Jeff's property.
The fantasy was a bit gay, but he and Sarah would enjoy the weekend
being pampered by their 9 slave boys. Jeff hit execute and the
Chronivac whirred loudly. There was a brief commotion upstairs and
then silence.
Sarah re-entered the room wiping her milk moustache away. She was an
18 year old high school senior, but her brothers were both in college,
so they treated her like she was a baby.
She blinked as the Chronivac chimed. She paused, as if changing her
mind about what she was going to say.
"Uh, Jeff, I just had to get myself a glass of milk and a cookie.
Where are your slaves, and why aren't they here waiting on us?"
"Oh, they're upstairs, shall we go have a look."
"I don't know what you're up to, but I'm game. Lead the way."
"Right. They're waiting in Josh-I mean the room at the top of the
stairs."
"You mean the slave dorm? Sometimes you're so silly, Jeff."
"Okay, Sarah, let's have a look."
Jeff wasn't entirely sure what to expect as he opened the door to
Josh's room. It had changed dramatically. The bright blue room was
now painted red and black. Heavy shutters covered the formerly
curtained windows. There was no bed, but there was a rack. Where
posters and awards had hung, now there manacled naked hairless
eunuchs. Jeff laughed nervously. They were all the same height 6'4",
they all weighed 195 lbs of muscle, they all had no tan lines,but they
still retained their original facial features and other identifying
marks. Jeff clicked his tongue, he would have to remove those tattoos
from some of the slaves.
"Jo-jo!" Sarah called, and the new and improved Josh came running over
with his head bowed low.
"Yes, Mistress Sarah, how may Jojo serve you today?" he asked in a
toady manner.
"I'd like a foot massage," she said sitting in a high backed chair
near the window. "And get one of the other slaves to help you. One for
each foot!"
"Yes, Mistress," Jo-jo said as he dashed over and unlocked the nearest
slave. Jeff almost burst out laughing.
The nearest eunuch slave was Milan - formerly Myles -he had been only
5'6" with delicate features, but he was a star field kicker. The added
height and muscle only emphasized the petiteness of his facial
features. His scrotum made a plopping noise as it bounced of his chest
as he moved to serve Sarah.
"I'd like a massage too - only an all over one," Jeff said to no one
in particular.
Jo-jo and Milan darted over to the rack and folded it up into the wall
like a Murphy bed. They then unfastened two of their manacled slave
brothers and returned to Sarah to remove her shoes and socks. They
then kissed her feet and began to massage her sore tootsies.
Bongo and Fizzy produced a shoji screen and massage table from the
closet. In minutes, Jeff was being stripped behind the screen then
dressed only in a sheet he was helped on to the massage table. Bongo
had been Bongo's frat name, but it suited him more as a slave. Fizzy
had been Fitzhugh or Fitz to the frat bros.
Strong fingers began to rub Jeff's sore muscles.