The last day of the trials had arrived to poor Matt, the House. As usual Matt woke up before the guards came
to take him, and met Jack on the can.
"Hi Matt boy, guess what?"
"What?"
"Remember your buddy Tony?"
"What about it?"
"Well I found him yesterday and guess what? He is going to be with you today in the House."
"Really?"
"And he want you to payback his services."
"Fat chance. If that fucker believes I'm gonna do anything."
"Hey don't kill the messenger. I just love to tease you."
"All right ninnies. Matt Surname, come with us."
On the chamber where all his dreadful transformations took place. A movie started to play again.
"Greetings,..." began the narrator "...this is your first time in the House. Now the House is actually a way
for you, the inmate, to pay your debt with society and improve yourself. The house is both a school and a
restaurant, and you will attend to classes and waiter the tables. Since you will be working alongside civils a
subliminal command will be engraved in your brain as to protect both customers and yourself. Remember you are
in constant trial and any misdemeanor in this area will most likely end up in Lifetime sentence."
The video was actually informative for once, now at least he new that he better avoid any confrontation in
there, not that he actually wanted to create trouble unless they provoke him, at least he was going to have a
little more freedom. The projector disappeared like the last times, and the machine began to function. Matt
was by now used to it, but he found it hard to believe he was about to be transformed again, specially if he
was a bout to meet civilians. But the doubts cleared when he felt that his jaw was closing involuntarily and
his teeth fused together forcing his face to smile. His hair began to grow until it was barely past his
shoulders and taking a white-blond color. Soon his crotch and chest felt funny. His chest began to sprout a
pair of well rounded bobbies, until he got a B-cup. The change of his crotch was a little more unpleasant
since his balls retracted into his body and his skin folded and transformed. By the end s/he was by all uses a
ever-smiling hermaphrodite, a little more on the XX side.
A guard came to took her/him into the House. This part of the facility looked more like a Luxury hotel than
part of a prison. The guard made her/him walk as he barked the choirs schedule.
"OK, listen Bimbo. You are to report to the kitchen at 08:45 am for your shift in the restaurant. The
customers start to come at 09:30 am, in the mean time you're under the orders of the Maître d', cleaning
tables, dishes or whatever; at all times in the restaurant you're to wear your provided apron, but only inside
the restaurant. Your shift ends at 02:50 pm and then lunch break until 03:10 pm where you're to report to
class on the second floor, that includes cooking, etiquette, art, tailoring, mechanics and computer basics.
Classes ends at 07:00 pm. Then is back to your cell. Oh and one more thing see those statues." said pointing
to the numerous marble statues depicting men, women and children naked across the halls. "In this section all
good points are more valuable and all misdeeds are punished harder, try not ending up like decoration." Matt
would have gasped if not for his clench jaw. Forever trapped in marble were the Lifetimes inmates in the
House.
Matt was appointed into the kitchen, the apron they made him/her wear only covered the genitals leaving his
breasts and buttocks ready available for the perverted costumers of the restaurant to grope about. Despite the
slight molestation he was subject to the House wasn't nearly as bad as the other areas in Thornback, he
actually enjoyed his classes, up until he was made to model for the rest of the class, apparently a tradition
for newcomers.
His shift was almost over, when someone grabbed him/her from behind and shove him/her into a broom closet. His
jaw was already meld to make no noise and his arms were grabbed behind his back. S/he tried to fight back,
turn around a punch whoever was attacking him/her when s/he felt something shoving inside his ass. Violently
thrusting it's way up and down, holding, both his arms with one hand and caressing his breast with other.
A guard was taking advantage of him/her, was his thought, the man clenching his half-formed genitals, all the
way, the subject doesn't even making a sound. When it felt something on his back, a pair of naked breasts. It
wasn't a guard it was an inmate, the attack continued until a blow of semen shove up Matt's ass. He had been
raped, not sooner that had ended when the doors was knock out and several guards came rushing to separate both
hermaphrodites. The situation was obvious and the attacker was beaten while they took Matt to a place where he
could recover. The rest of the classes were canceled for him.
When his time in the House was up he was lead back to the chamber when he noticed a new statue on the halls,
it was ob a boy, about thirteen, mopey hair and a fig leaf to protect his modesty, when he recognized the
face... it was Tony. He had been made a lifetime inmate in the House. And too soon Matt filled the blanks and
all compassion for him was washed away.
That night he cried to sleep much to the annoyance of Jack, his collar was finally retired and tomorrow his
programed sentence will began. It didn't matter where he end up, he knew his time on Thornback would be hell.