The Institute - 035 HQ (Patreon)

The Bald captive was breathing heavily as it looked at itself in the mirror and finally understood why its chest felt so heavy. Its nipples tingled as its chest heaved up and down, It was as if it was modified in some sort of Bimbo. Its hips were also widened and overall it had been given a feminine look with the make-up and lip stick. It squirmed as it tip toed trying to free itself off the big black dildo but it was all in vain due to the severe restraints. It only caused it to receive a rush of pleasure as the dildo slid back into its asshole causing it moan louder. The effects of the sedatives were gone completely..... only to be taken over by the aphrodisiacs causing it more discomfort and intense rushes of pleasure . Its current predicament didn't even allow it to think clearly, it was so turned on because of its own state that it couldn't gather its thoughts. It had so many questions.... What was this place ???? Why was it here ??? What did Miss. Stone mean by a buyer ???. 

It tilted its head looking at its capitve companion in a similar state and they both moaned at each other .... that was the only thing they could do as they waited in silence not knowing what was to come........