During this time my life with the.....
... " Master " .....
....it had developed a routine
after I was healed up(which took 6 months to heal fully) the " master " had took the liberty to give me a complete make over...
....trimming my hair even...
....getting rid of any unwanted body hair.....not that I had much to begin with
he also brought me a buunnnch of really feminine cloths
...I did not want to wear them....but I literally had nothing else to wear.....and I didn't want to be naked all the time...so I had to wear them..
the cloths he brought was really questionable...
from the really short.....parted skirts.....
... to the short shorts that had a hole in that back....
....I still can't get over some of the anime cosplay cloths he had got and made me wear for him....
it's also during this time that i found out the the " master ".....was a anime fan and could be found constantly watching it....
although most of what he watched had.....boys getting taken by guy..or what I would one day come to love more than anything futanaris...
...but at that time all I could think about was how disgusting it looked and tried to look away from it.....
...but i was always forced to look back....as the "master" said watching it would help me better understand his taste....
...I also found out that a " femboy " was.... and to hear that term directed at me...left me with feelings of anger and rage as I was a perfectly straight boy without any werid fetishes...
...but my feelings really meant little to him as he did as he wanted...
...the first night he came in my room after the time i usually go to sleep scared me senseless...
....he was wwaaaayyyy bigger than any other I had.....if the pain from not being able to sit or walk properly for a week afterwards was anything to go by..
...If all the others where coffee straws.....than this dude was the real eggplant emoji.....
...it was huge....
....purplish....and the girth was insane...
apparently this is also his reason for....cultivating his "flowers" as even a normal female would have serious problems trying to take that....
... so beforehand....while I was still healing....
....in order to prevent me from " closing up " as he said....he put a massive dildo inside me...
....and I had to keep it there unless told otherwise....
if I did take it out he said that the punishment.....would be 3 electric shocks....back to back...
...an even bigger dildo....
....and also....when he finally did take me.....he would make it his mission for it to hurt as much as possible....
.....sooooo....
....with that...incentive..
....I didn't dare try to take it out..
....even though it hurt like hell.....and me moving around with it inside me sent fresh waves of pain through my body....
....I didn't move around all that much as I was still healing....and it got to the point that 3 months in I didn't feel it at all as I moved around....
..but even all that....it wasn't enough...
....for that night.....I was left with fresh internal injuries that had to be healed by his friend in the medical field....
.....who after I met the first time....my impression of him was that of a vertically challenged....fat greedy troll...
...the way he looked at me the first time....was like a goblin hoarding his gold or his broodmares...
...a little bit after i was healed.....the "master" tried again....this time only leaving me unable to walk for a day and a half...
...after which he deemed me cultivated enough to share with his friend...
the first time I saw the troll's.(which is what I called in my mind as he never gave me his name and didn't talk much outside of treating my injuries)..I can see why the " master " "cultivated" me first....as while not as long....he was definitely wider the the "master"...
....i spent another 4 days healing from those injuries...
..from there on...for the next 4 year I stayed with the " master "....and while I wasn't just passed around...he did let some of what he call..his more " cultured " friends have at me...
.. while all that was going on I was granted the privilege of have a small t.v. in my room...
....plus a smartphone
.....with parental controls enabled of course
...to prevent me from going online asking for help....or calling the police....
...all I could do watch watch anime on a old DVD player or read manga....
...what I mainly loved was anime fanfics as it would take the wishfullment of viewers of anime to new levels....and in my life...I wanted nothing more than to escape...
...I wished for the same things countless other people wished for....
...a new life...
.....a chance to redo everything...
...and not be powerless while doing so..
I prayed fervently for the chance...but it never came like it did with others...
...maybe I need to find a chance to sneak outside...collar be d*mned..and find the the legendary truck-kun..
..but of course I'm stuck in my room most of the time...
...the only time I really come out is if the "master" had his " Cultured " friends over and wanted me to walk around serving them in feminine cosplay outfits...
...how could I possibly make it outside my room without being laid out on the stairs...
...this was not the life I would have chosen for myself.....
.....and if I could go back I would had beat the sh*t out of my past self for even thinking about going in that house that day.. (but now that I reincarnated I don't have to worry about regrets)
...my time with the " master " came to an abrupt end as it seems that one of the "master's" "cultured" friend blew the whistle that I was there to the police...
...I guess he had recognized me and his conciseness was eating away at him know I was a missing boy.(that didn't stop him from f#cking me one more time though)
...the master got a tip the police was coming from one of his high up friends in the force.....and had me immediately took me downstairs to the basement where there was a tunnel to another house connected on the other end...
... from there I was passed to three guys who put me in their van in the garage with no one seeing me.....
...from there a rag was placed over my face..
startled I instinctively drew breath thinking it was to suffocate me.....
....which wouldn't be new....but as my mind fogged up and I was loosing conciseness....I knew then that drawing a breath was the wrong move....
....when I awoke I was it was dark....
...not so much from lack of light outside.....
...I just knew instinctively...I was wearing a blindfold...
....with how many times I've been blindfolded how could I not know....
...but besides that....all I could guess was that I was in some big room with a draft as it was cold wherever it was....
....before I go into the next part it should be known that during my time with " master " he had people he knew....somehow or another that was in the medical field....
..or more specificly body augmentation field...
...it was through these people that I had undergone a full body reconstruction....
....primarily focusing on the face as he wanted to eventually me out without people recognizing me...
...I was given the works...
...breasts... new feet....slender legs....thick thighs... bbl..
...I had my little jr. basically sliced to just a third it's original length....
....long shapley arms....swan neck and a completely different face...
....no one who saw me beforehand would have known that I was the missing kid everyone was looking for....(how the "master" found out is anyone's guess)
..while I was sitting thinking about what was going to happen to me the door to the room I was in opened....and i could hear more than one person enter.....
....when the blindfold was ripped off...I got a look of what was in front of me.....
...and only one word resurfaced in my mind.....
.....H#LL....
.....standing in from of me was a group of guys ranging from middle age to old...
.....about 2 dozen in total...
...all of them undressed...and staring straight at me...
....I immediately voided my bowels from from extreme fear...
....the reason they were here...was quite clear.....judging from their boners....
...and it didn't help that I was still wearing a cosplay maid outfit...
...they didn't say anything....
...I guess they didn't need to.....they was about to let something else do the talking for them.....
....I don't know how long I was there....
.....I do know that from that moment forward....
....there was no salvation for me....
....I knew neither time....or place..
.....voices... people...they all mashed together....
.....but what did come through was that each and everyone of them were males....
...and every single one of them was bigger than me....
...I spent the last years of my life going through the second "cycle"....
.....I was never in one place for to long... always moving through different houses....cities.....and states...
....my ability.....Imaginary space...becomes increasingly stronger.....to the point I could craft different worlds for me to travel through...
....just like the fanfics I read before.....
....I became the ultimate protagonist...
....in my mind...
....I sometimes see some of the items I imagined in my space appear in the real world or a fraction of a second....or maybe I was more gone.....mentally...than originally I thought....
....my fear of males reached an unprecedented amount....
....to the point where just the thought of one would leave me in fear and helplessness....
.....unable to do anything....
.....until I knew that there was none around me...
....the last day of my 1st life was particularly brutal and gorey....
On this day I was given to a single man...
... look wise he was a regular average guy you would see on the streets...
but this man who will be the one to finally end my life
when I was handed to him....I had just came from rape-touture gangbang session.....except as you now the only one being penetranted.....was me...
....and it was.....again...too many for me to count.
by this point in time...I was once again a completely hot and filthy mess....
..all traces of augmentation was gone...
..years of non-stop rape and torture will do that to you....
..even though I haven't looked at myself in a mirror in years.....
....I just knew that i had been stopped looking like the...."cultivated flower" once under master a long time ago...
....and besides I stopped caring about my appearance years ago anyway..
so when I was dumped infront of this guy.....I don't know what he saw....
but whatever it was....it made his face split into the biggest smile I ever seen....
..by this point I had no resistance whatsoever....
so whatever he want to do to me....I knew I experienced it before...(oh how wrong I was)
....later.....when he had me in his basement....he tied me to a werid chair with part of the bottom gone.....
.....so even though it got sliced ito a third my stuff was still hanging out in the open
....I didn't think abiut it too much....welllll admittingly....it wasn't really thinking at all.....
...just looking at him with dead eyes as he secured both my wrists and ankles to the chair.....
.....he also pull out ducktape to put around my mouth....
...that finally got a little bit of a reaction from me.....as from past experience.....I have also developed a fear ducktape.....
...or more specificly...the sound it makes as you tear a piece off...
....once it was over my mouth I watched as he moved to a set of cabinets in a corner.....and from them he pull out a old stereo....and a big red tool case...
....during all this time he has not said a word to me.....and I didn't say any back.....so the silence before he turns on his stereo was deafening...
..but once he starts playing music he starts to hum along while fiddling with the stuff inside the box....
...as this goes on I watch as he eventually takes out a big pair of pliers....that didn't look like any I've seen before as it sharp with a werid hole shape on the inside...
....he walks towards me humming with a big grin across his face like Christmas came early...
...once in front of me....my same old fear washes through my system and i welcomed it....
...I found out that by welcoming it I could keep the pain away for some reason...
...I just closed my eyes.....ready for him to begin whatever sick twisted fantasies he had in store for me.....
.....and not long after I closed my eyes I felt..... something on one my fingers....
....but because of my fear.....I didn't recognize the pain assaulting my body....was the wrong kinda of pain.....
...the kind of pain that would've had many others blackouting....not just from how much it hurt...
...but from the pain....and knowledge....that there was catastrophic damage done to the body....that was irreversible...
....so when I opened my eyes to see what he had done to me...my first thought was "thats a lot of red"...before something hot and excruciating pierce my hand all the way to my core....
...the noise I should have made at the beginning.....was finally released as I finally got a real good look at my jailer....
..he still had the grin on his face.....and it looked it relaxed some when he applied the hot coil to my severed stomp....which used to be my left ring finger...
...because of the ducktape.....minimal sounds came from me...even though I was wide awake and screaming at the top of my lungs....
...he started small...alternating between fingers and toes....the hot coil stopping me from bleeding out.....
.....after that...pieces of my ears...all slow and deliberate.....until both where completely gone...
....after that.......he cut off what was left off willy jr. .....taking real pleasure in hearing my screams as he burn the stub....
....after that my balls was quick to go.....followed soon after was my eyes and tongue....
...while undoubtedly the most....traumatic....experience of my life.....I have to hand it to him...he kept me alive....even after pulling out all my teeth....
.....from there....
to prolong the suffering...instead of next just cutting off my arms and legs next....
...he broke every single cm of the bones in my extremities....
...then he skinned what was left of me....
.....until finally.....taking my last breath....I vaguely had the sense of him laying me on the floor...
...only to brutally stomp on my neck...breaking it in the process....
.....finally.....
.....I am allowed to rest...
.....after so much pain and suffering.....
...I finally knew oblivion...
....the last thought on my mind.....was can I finally met ROB...
.....and start my real life....
.....the one I always dreamed of....