"You fucking sadist! You could have warned me that I was going to be made into the plaything for a sadistic
old bitch!" replied Matt angrily at Jack who was in his cell by then.
"And deprive myself of your hilarious reaction. Fat chance fucker." replied Jack.
"Fucking bitch, made me fondle that other guy. The faggot was into it too."
"Oh! Now I see you end up with the Twins Mother."
"The what?"
"The room is where inmates become the playthings of whoever is in the Room. That bitch is specially infamous
around here. It always make any two inmates into twins and I believe you know the rest. That's why I didn't
warned the room is one of the most unpredictable places here in Thornback. That and is so funny seeing you
trow a tantrum."
"Fuck off."
"Don't mind if I do. I spend my day as a Pony."
The next day it was for Matt to experiment the Park. By the time the Chamber began to change him he had
already been reduced to a lot of things, a boy, a cow, a miniature. But for the first time he felt stronger,
his muscles toned even more, and all his frame resembled one of a body builder. His happy trail, leg hear and
other body hair that was removed the day before sprouted back into life. He felt awesome with such a rush of
energy flowing trough him. But then the pain started, a pair of growths emerged from his tights, until it
became feet, and then legs. His lower half was pushed behind, until he was on all fours of his feet. Then his
hair appeared all around his lower back and legs, his feet became a lot tougher and a horse tail erupted above
his crack. But it was far from over the pain started but now on his arms as they retracted leaving only a pair
of stubs in their place.
He became a centaur, but not in the proper way, he had no hooves but actual human feet, and he actually
developed a hump on his new back.
Again electric shocks made him leave the chamber but this time he enter another room. A couple of robotic
arms, took care of him. First they gagged him and proceeded to Saddle him using his stubs to bound him
better. Soon this pathetic version of a centaur was missing only a rider.
A robotic arm lead him to a stable, were others like him awaited in their own stall. Soon a group of guards
came and each took one or the other. The humps on their back was to elevate the rider allowing them to see
above their heads.
However he saw someone he did recognized. It was the man that greeted him on his very cell. The muscle bound
gigant that left him cowering in his own vomit. The moment he saw him he knew what was to come.
The man was heavy and didn't actually needed the boost from the hump, still he took Matt's reins and make him
gallop into the field. Matt couldn't believe the silliness of the whole ordeal. He was turned into a freak
horse-hybrid only to play a game of Polo.
The man didn't spoke a single word to him, he controlled him with his reins. Since ne set of reins was to
control his direction, the other was attach to his genitals, take control wasn't exactly quite an ordeal.
Still the man had also a whip, which wasn't to shy to use either.
By the half of the game, Matt's buttocks should have been crimson red. But not only his but was suffering. His
feet weren't use to run barefoot on a dusty field. Not withstanding the fact that he have been barefoot since
he was committed. His soles were scratched and blistering. And physically he was exhausted from carrying the
big man. At least he understood why they gave him such musculature and stamina for this day.
By noon he was directed to a horse feed, custom design for the unusual stock. One for water and one for an
oatmeal mixed with the "protein-juice" however by then all the "horses" were starving and wolfed down the
porridge, including Matt. While they were on a 10 minute game between games he learned that the Guards like to
play Tournaments almost monthly, which meant that most of the Centaurs, as they mockly call the prisoners,
often stayed on the Park for days. Sometimes they change the game from Polo, to just Horse Racing or even
plain old Rodeo. Prisoners have been known to end up injured on those.
At some point Matt curiosity got the best of him and finally he asked about the Lifetime inmates on the Park.
The Centaurs then turned their heads to poor Old Rusty. Physically he was the same as all of them, but the
others inmates told him that he was like lobotomized. No higher brain function, just existed on his misery,
once in while with a panic attack. And while the other inmates were able to leave that shape, the Lifetimes
were trapped in the single most horrific form he had found out in all Thornback and knew why that was
punishment enough.
Four more games he played that day, although the big man left after the second a heavier one replaced him, it
didn't have a bigger musculature, it was just heavier. Matt actually fainted from sheer exhaust. He woke up
later on his cell. He was again a 14-year-old, but his body hair still was missing, since that wasn't the
doing of the chamber.
One more day, one last selection and tomorrow he was going to meet the House.