Crying tears and wide eyed nervous guy and gals sat shackled to the animals stall they were forced to sit down inside.
Over in a corner of that filthy cargo hold was the iron bar cell where two husky men shackled Dean by his wrists and then working a winch, they hoisted Dean up as off the floor, leaving him helplessly dangling, kicking his legs, and yelling that the shackles were hurting his wrists.
As the ferryboat chugged and churned the water it moved out away from the port and toward that island of fantasies and horrors unbelieved.
It was after some long minutes of everyone there in the cargo hold calming and waiting for what would happen next, when the door to the hold opened. In the doorway stood a man being short and lanky. He was dressed in black slacks and had on a white jacket, as around his neck he wore a stethoscope. He carried with him a small doctoring satchel, as entering the cargo hold he looked first at Dean hanging there helpless and in pain.
"I will be with you in a few minutes, as firstly I need to inoculate all the young people lest this filthy place make them feel sickly." The man said, saying so with a squeaky voice that offered none there an ounce of comfort.
One by one the meek man entered each stall as knelt down on one knee, he checked the person using his stethoscope before summarily injecting each in the neck with a syringe filled with blue serum. Once each who were injected they said ouch, they became weakened and helped to set leaning against the stall wall where their shackles were latched. Dean was watching and soon then the meek man had sedated all their of the prisoners as he walked slowly toward the cell.
"Unlike those other you shall be special. They who I injected will enter a twilight world of no fear, no pains, and become as perfectly good and strong workers. You I was given by our man in red to me to do some of my experimenting arts, you shall feel pains, fear, and when finished, you will understand of what you became and must then live your life being a thing of pleasure giving." The man said as he entering the holding cell, motioned to the two guards to strip Dean naked.
"Hey, what did I do to deserve this sort of treatment, what are you planning to do to me, let me go, I will swim back to the shore, please no, no, do not..., put..., away..., your..., syringe!" Dean said as like the others the meek little man injected a serum into the neck of his victim before beginning his experiment.
"There now, semi-sedated but awake enough to watch and see the magic portion of my scientific specialties...................HOLD his Legs from kicking," the man so ordered the two guards.
Taking from out his medical satchel a glass ampule bottle of some serum, he filled a much bigger syringe with a four to six inch long needle.
"This is notably named as Reformation serum, as once injected it ceases all body cell replacing, weakening the body as it waits for a new pattern for cell replacements. We begin by slipping the syringe up inside the circumcised head of your penis..., there that had to hurt! You will feel the serum as working by a warming to burning sensation.
Next I inject fifty milliliters into your thighs, ten milliliters more into each toe, that really makes them ache!
Now we work north, as some of the serum needs be injected into your chest pecks, hurts doesn't it. Now lift up his arms as I need inject some of the serum into the Lymph glands.
Dean, you can moan, yell, or scream, but the next as last injection is the neatest. YOU hold his head from making any manner of shaking or movement! Now hold still, as the syringe enters and traverses up inside and along to the sinus cavity, as THERE, there goes the last of the serum to infect you with my newest experiment."
All sluggish and in a twilight state mentally, Dean hanging there asked, "Wha...t of all... them..., they coming... in here..., too?"
"Ha, no we won't bother them, they will remain where they are, though soon stripped naked, as the serum takes affect they will begin to change, and by tomorrow when the ferry docks at the mainland, the longshoremen will lead off down the gangplank some dozen happy, horny, donkeys for sale to farms across the Midwest."
"Me, I be... then... a don...key...too?" Dean asked, as he hung there feeling his innards burn with an unending flame of massive changing.
"No my fellow, you when finished shall go to the island, as when there and after much physical and physiological rearrangements, you being then in part a male goat will be a house satyr working for Mistress Circe in her House of Lust as a sex slave!" The meek man said, as he retuning to his satchel withdrew another ampule bottle, as shaking it, he held it before the face of Dean.
"This is the serum to force the transitioning of man to goat mattering on how much I inject would differ the final outcome whether you become a satyr, or I change you into a buck goat for fornicating day and night at the onshore farms, they there breed to making meat products served at the many island restaurants. Now while I am here do you have any final sort of personal requests, color of your fur, ram horns or maybe gazelle types, anything you have as a fantasy?"
Dean hung there with his teeth gritted from the many pains, as he felt his penis throbbing, he cocked his head and tried to eye down at his erection, said, "Make me bigger, my penis, like that of a horse or pony!"
"Common request, and considering where you shall live and work, having a satyr with much enhanced genitals Circe might like," as the man took out another ampule of serum, he using the same long needle syringe filled it halfway full, before he injected it into each testicle on /dean, and stuck some into his penis body what made Dean scream.
"There, that should make you the thrilling life of an an orgy, as you change your penis and testicles will enhance and become similar to those of a Welsh pony stallion, do enjoy my good fellow!" Than said the man exited the holding cell and the guard locked the cell door as Dean struggled, screamed, and changed.