The stage was set. The lights were hot. Everything was ready for a fun and entertaining night of magic and mystery. Dizzy the Shiba Inu was sitting in the front row, waiting eagerly for the show to begin. This was the first time he had had a day off for several months and he was going to enjoy it. The main attraction for the night was the famous Rooster Magician and hypnotist, The Amazing Radaro. Dizzy had wanted to see one of his shows for a long while and it was this weekend that he was in town. 


        The show started with a boring ventriloquist act. Some dog with his cat dummy doing a short 15 minute comedy routine. After they finished and set the dummy back in their box, They introduced the main act. Dizzy scooted forward in his seat a little and tried to hold back his excitement as the lights dimmed. 30 Seconds later, dim lights lit the stage as fog began to pour over it. A few seconds later that was a loud puff of smoke. As it cleared, The Amazing Radaro stood, illuminated by the stage lights. He had his signature black top hat, black tuxedo, and long flowing black silk cape with red lining. He held a pose for a moment before bowing and stepping forward. As he did, two thick and busty hens came out from either side of the stage. Radaro smiled and took off his hat, handing it to one of them and then then taking his cape and handing it to the other. He then smiled and gently caressed each of them under the chin as they stepped back. 


        “LADIES AND GENTLEMAN! Welcome to tonight's performance! As you all know, I am THE AMAZING RADARO! And I will be blowing your minds tonight with my mastery of the mystical arts! Along with the help of my Lovely Hen assistants, Sheila and Sherly,” He said motioning to the pair. They bowed and smiled, giving a pose.


        Dizzy and the crowd clapped wildly as the show started. Dizzy paid close attention to it all. He always had a fondness for magic, ever since he was a kid. He was enamored by all the tricks, from simple sleight of hand to full on escape magic. He kept focused on the stage the whole time, Trying to catch how Radaro did the tricks. Radaro ran through his whole routine, doing simple tricks like the magic rings, summoning birds out of thin air, and cutting his assistants in half. He then moved on to more complex things like making things disappear, both large and small. The crowd and Dizzy were enamored by it all, giving him tremendous applause. He bowed and smiled as he walked up to the front center of the stage.


        “Ladies and Gentlemen! I hope you’ve enjoyed tonight’s show. I have just one more act for you tonight. My Famous Mind Freaking Hypnosis,” He said, raising his arms into the air. THe crowd cheered and clapped as he egged them on. “Yes! Yes! You know you all love to see it! Now I just need a volunteer from the audience.” 


        Crowd all raised their hands and started calling out to be chosen. Dizzy was jumping up and down, his hand waving in the air. Radaro scanned the crowd, Smiling as his eyes landed on Dizzy. He motioned to his assistance and then at Dizzy, before calling out again. 


        “Looks like there is a very eager volunteer right here in the front! Just follow my assistants onto the stage and we’ll get started,” He said, stepping back to his supplies. DIzzy was so excited as he was led up the stage. The assistants had him sit down in a chair as Radaro came over to him. He had in his hand a Chicken shaped pendant. He came up to Dizzy and smiled down at him. 


        “Welcome! What’s your name,” He asked with a smile. 


        “It’s Dizzy sir,” He said, his tail wagging like crazy. 


        “Well Dizzy, Happy to have you here. You look very excited,” He said, patting Dizzy’s shoulder. 


        “Very much. First time being hypnotized.”

        “Well don’t be nervous. Just relax and watch the happy chicken,” He said, letting the pendant start to swing. Dizzy focused on it as it swung back and forth slowly. Radaro told Dizzy to relax and focus on the pendant, watching it swing, and listening to his voice. He slowly put Dizzy to sleep. He then tested how suggestive Dizzy was by having him raise his arm and leg. He then smiled and looked at the audience. 


        “I think he’s ready folks. Now Dizzy, When I snap my fingers, you will act like a chicken. Flapping your arms, clucking, and scratching at the ground. All the things a good chicken does,” He said, before stepping back and smiling. He then snapped his fingers loudly. Dizzy’s Eyes Shot open as he quickly got up from the chair, his arms folding up into “wings” as he started making clucking sounds. He walked around the stage, clucking and flapping, while he rubbed against the stage with his feet. The crowd laughed and applauded as Radaro gave small bows. He then looked over at Dizzy and smiled. 


        “Oh little hen, come over here,” He said, clapping his hands. Dizzy clucked and came over to him and stood in front of him. Radar smiled down at him and pet his head. 


        “Such a good little hen. Oh! What’s that? Is that the arrival of an egg,” He said looking from him to the audience. Dizzy let out a loud grunt and BAKAWK before the Roster waved his hand in front of his beak. “Oof, I think it’s hard boiled,” He said as the audience laughed. He then smiled and had Dizzy turn to face him as he leaned in.


        “You’ve been a good chicken, a good little hen. When I snap my fingers, you will wake up and be back to normal,” He said, for the audience to hear. Then in a whisper only He and Dizzy could hear, “and you will come to my dressing room after the show, my little Hen.” He then stepped back and snapped his fingers loudly. Dizzy gave a half cluck before stopping and looking around blushing, dropping his hands and blushing gently. 


        “And that Ladies and Gentleman, is hypnosis. Please give a round of applause for my lovely volunteer, DIZZY,” He said motioning to him. Dizzy blushed and waved, giving a little bow before walking off stage. “And with that, we come to the end of the show. I hope you had a wonderful time, I know I did. Have a wonderful evening. GOOD NIGHT!” He said, giving a dramatic bow as the lights dimmed. The Crowd applauded again as the house lights fully came up. 


        As the crowd began to get up and leave, Dizzy stayed in his seat. He didn’t know why, but he wanted to go back to the green room and meet with Radaro. Once the Crowd had thinned out enough, Dizzy started to make his way down the halls and to the green room. He noticed that there were no security guards to stop him, which he thought was a little weird, but he put it out of his mind. He stood in front of the door for a second looking at the nameplate. He was nervous to do so, but he summoned up the courage and knocked on the door. He then heard Radaros voice say, “Come in”, before he opened the door and stepped inside. 


        “Oh! Well this is a surprise,” Radaro said, turning in his chair to face him. “What brings you to my dressing room? Looking for an autograph? I have to warn you, it’s five dollars a letter,” He said smiling. 


        “Oh! I’m not sure, I just felt like coming back here,” Dizzy said blushing. He shifted on his feet and looked around the room. “I’ve loved your work for a long time, and I have to say, you’re one of the best.”


        “Oh well thank you young man. Why don't you have a seat while I get some drinks ready,” Radaro said smiling. Dizzy blushed as he walked over to a couch as The rooster went to a small table and pulled out two glasses. He then began to pour some liquor into them while talking to the shiba.


        “I have to say, you were a natural on stage, better then any trained performer i’ve seen,” He said, looking back at Dizzy. Dizzy blushed and looked away, a little embarrassed but glad to be noticed. When he did, Radaro took out two pills and dropped them into one of the cups, letting them quickly fizzle away before the Shiba could notice. He then walked over to Dizzy and handed them the cup, raising his own. 


        “To the Art of Hypnosis, and making people act like silly chickens,” He said with a smile. He then tilted his glass and started drinking. Dizzy blushed and raised his glass as well before drinking the whole glass down.Radaro smiled and set his cup down and sat down on the couch next to Dizzy, putting his arm around him. 


        “You know, I’m looking for another assistant. You wouldn’t be interested in something like that would you,” He said with a smile.


        “Oh! Well I don’t know…Aren’t your assistants usually hens? I’m just a dog after all,” Dizzy said blushing brightly. 


        “Oh I can work around you being a dog. I am a magician after all,” Radaro said with a sly smile. 


        Dizzy looked at him confused, just as his vision began to Blur. He blinked a lot and shook his head, rubbing his eyes. He held his head as he began to black out. His eyes rolled back as he fell forward and landed face first on the floor. As his vision faded, the Rooster leaned down and whispered into Dizzy’s ear. 


        “Soon My little Hen. Very soon….”


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        Dizzy moaned as he slowly woke up. His head felt like it was on fire and ached like the worst hang over ever. He groaned as he tried to sit up, only to instantly get strangled by a large metal clamp over his neck. He coughed and sputtered as he tried to breath again. He then tried to lift his arms and legs, only to find them strapped down by similar clamps on his wrists and ankles. He turned his head, side to side, finding himself on a cold metal table. He grunted as he struggled against the clamps, in a vain attempt to break free. He let out a loud groan as he arched his back in frustration, before flopping back against the table. He coughed again and closed his eyes, trying to remember what happened. He was at a show, volunteered to be hypnotized, and then….what? He couldn’t remember. 


        He looked around the room he was in. It looked like a dark basement in someone’s house. There were no windows, only the dim light of buzzing fluorescent lights above his head. The only door was a thick vault-like door. All around him were trunks full of magic supplies and costumes along with a table. It was covered in beakers, vials, and test tubes full of various chemicals, along with other chemistry tools and supplies. Dizzy looked at the table in confusion, trying to piece it all together. His attention was quickly pulled away as the door began to click. There was a loud clunk and a loud metallic creek as it slowly opened. The room flooded with brighter light from the outside, making Dizzy close his eyes as it blinded him. He slowly opened them again as he heard the door creak and close. Standing in front of it was the Rooster, Radaro.


        “Ah, my little hen is finally awake huh? Good, I would have hated for you to be asleep for the fun part, my little Hen” He said, an evil smile on his face.


        “What happened?! Where am I?! What did you do to me,” Dizzy asked in a panic.


        “Don’t worry about that, my little hen. Soon you will be perfect,” Radaro said smiling as he walked up to him. “Were doing just what I said last night, I’m making you my newest hen assistant. We just have to make some…alterations. First thing to correct, that pesky personality. It doesn’t fit at all. No no no. But not to worry. Radaro has just the thing for that,” He said, as he walked just out of view. He came back a few seconds later with a small machine on a cart.


        “Wait…what do you mean…alterations…” Dizzy said, starting to sweat. “Wait….are you going to brainwash me?! No please! I’ll work for you! I’ll be quiet! I’ll do whatever you want! Just please don’t,” he begged as she pulled against the restraints.


        “Shhhhh, it’ll all be alright. Soon you won’t even remember why you were so scared,” He said, patting his muzzle. He then got to work setting up the machine. It turned on with a low hum as He grabbed what looked like a VR headset off the cart and came up to DIzzy. Without saying a word, and ignoring his protests, he strapped it over his eyes. He tried desperately to shake it off, but it was just too tight. He smiled and grabbed two electrodes and gave each a lick before sticking them to his nipples. He moaned out as he felt a small shock from the metal as they were stuck on, making his cock jump. Before he even had time to recover, Radaro grabbed an egg shaped device and pushed into his ass, making him scream in pleasure as he clamped down on it. He then walked over to the computer and started to type in commands. 


        “Yes, soon you will be the most perfect hen ever. Just relax and let the program do as it needs to,” He said, pressing enter on the keyboard. He then smiled and walked away as a progress bar appeared on the screen. Meanwhile in the headset, the screen lit up and text appeared. “Beginning mental wipe” it read. Dizzy began to panic and struggle more, thrashing around in some vain attempt to escape. As he did though, the sensors in the egg device and the electrodes kicked on, giving him small shocks and vibrating to distract him and break his focus. Dizzy groaned in pain and pleasure as he tried to recover, but was unable to. Every time he tired, he got another shock or the egg vibrated faster before revving down. Swirls and shapes appeared on the screen, helping to break down his mental barriers and forget everything about who he once was. He struggled and tried to fight, even closing his eyes, but everytime he did he got another shock as the headset had an eye tracker. Slowly, his struggles became less and less as he was erased. First he forgot why he was even there, then he forgot yesterday and the day before that, and the month before that. Soon he had forgotten everything back to his earliest memories. He then began to forget who he was. What was his name? Dazzy? Dossy? No that wasn’t it. Did he have a name? What was a name? After several hours of pleasure and pain, he was left a drooling brainless bimbo. 


        Once that was done, the machine pinged and a new progress bar appeared. “Beginning installation of new personality and memories,” The screen read. The egg and electrodes started up again as wave after wave of new memories and personality were fed to the poor Shiba. Filling him with who he was going to be. It started with telling him that he was in fact a she, showing images of a little chicken girl growing up. Images of going to acting school ran by like a movie. Getting hired by Radaro, performing in front of crowds, having “fun times” with Radaro and the other hens, It all filled him. All the while the vibrators and electrodes did their job, linking the ideas of obedience with thoughts of pleasure. Dizzy started to moan as more knowledge flooded her head. Knowledge on how to pleasure a man, how to use her body for the pleasure of others. Every position, every technique, every sexual act filled her head. It then showed her images of bimbo valley girls, teaching her how to walk, talk, and act like the bimbo chicken she now was. It then gave her her new name, Cindy. A perfect name for a perfect bimbo. Before long, Radaro came back in, watching as the last of the programming took hold. Once it had, he removed all the devices from her and stepped back to look over her. 


        “Good morning my little hen Cindy,” He said, smiling up at her.


        “Good morning Master,” She said happily, fluffing her feathers. She then looked at the restraints and then back at him. “Was I a bad girl master?”


        “No no, You’re just not yourself right now. Some other nasty magician has put you in the wrong body. But don’t worry, We’ll have you in beautiful feathers, talons, and a cute beak soon enough,” Radaro said, pulling over a metal instrument tray covered in a sheet. He then smiled and pulled back the sheet to reveal seven syringes. He then picked one up marked “Beak” and held it up to the light. He gave it a tap and squirted a little of the liquid into the air. 


        “I’m not just a magician. I’m something of a scientist myself. II can fix you and make you back into the pretty hen you always were,” He said, smiling as he moved the needle to Cindy’s face. He gave a gentle push as the needle slid into the skin above his nose. He gave the plunger a push and emptied the syringes contents into Cindy.


        Cindy moaned as she felt the pinch of the needle and then the burning of the chemicals as they flowed into her. She flinched and watched as Radaro picked up the other syringes. Each one had a handwritten label on them, “L-leg”, “R-leg”, “L-Arm”, “R-Arm”, and lastly two labeled “Lady bits”. She then watched as Radaro injected each of them into his arms and legs. He then made two injections into her chest with the first of the “Lady bits”. Lastly, he smiled and hovered the last one over her exposed penis. Radaro smiled and lifted up Cindy’s old penis and pushed the syringe into the skin between her balls and the base of the shaft. She then felt a burning and stinging sensation as the last of the chemicals were pushed into her. She groaned in pain as her body began to heat up and burn like fire as the concoction started to take effect. 


        “And now we wait,” Radaro said, setting the syringes down and walking away. Cindy groaned as her body continued to heat up. She groaned and shifted as it felt like she was having the worst fever. Almost all at once he felt as her body began to shift. It started in her muzzle. She looked out and watched as the fur fell out before her eyes. She then started to groan in pain as the bone began to quickly break and reform. The room filled with sounds like breaking sticks as the skin on Cindy’s face began to recede and the bone reshape, changing from the muzzle of a dog, to the beak of a chicken. Cindy opened her mouth and screamed in pain as teeth fell out and rolled down his chest. Soon it was finished as the new beak took on a yellowish color, leaving Cindy with a brand new beak. 


        Cindy looked out at the beak, flexing it up and down as the rest of her head began to lose fur. She continued to groan as she felt the pain of his skin tightening and the bone of her face reshaping. More crunching and cracking filled her shifting ears as she shifted from a rough male dog, to a bald femenine chicken. Cindy started to cry from both the pain. She didn’t have time to think long on that though as her arms started to shift and change. She watched as her hands cracked and broke, the bones merging and shaping into a long wing like tip. The muscle in her arms grew slightly in size as they settled into their new form.


        Her fur continued to fall out of her body, as the changes continued down her body. Her feet and legs were next to change. She looked down as the paws split and merged all at once, becoming large chicken talons. All the while the calves merged into a single bone bone up to the knee. New yellow, scaly skin grew in place of the old pink skin. By the end she now looked like a freshly plucked pink skinned chicken. But the best was to come next. 


        Cindy groaned as her crotch began to burn. She moaned out in a weird mix of pain and pleasure as her old balls began to recede into her body. Her old penis followed after it as her body began to alter on the inside. Her old testicles began to move up inside her, becoming ovaries, with a long fleshy tunnel being formed behind them. As they took their new proper position, there was a wet squelch as a brand new fresh vent opened up between her. She then felt as her hips cracked, breaking and widening and they made room for her cloaca’s new function. Cindy blushed and moaned as she was left super sensitive. The slightest breeze brought her a wave of new and weird pleasure. Her mind couldn’t comprehend what was happening anymore. She was soon distracted as her chest began to swell. She let out a massive moan as fresh breasts began to grow out of her chest, quickly swelling in size. A, B, C, D, They continued to rise through the cup sizes, soon stopping at HH cup. Cindy was left panting and moaning, as the majority of the transformations finished. 


        Once things had calmed down, Cindy took a good look over her new body. She was a chicken now. A bald, featherless chicken. She began to cry in happiness as her whole body began to itch like mad. She groaned out and struggled in the restraints as thousands of white feathers began to grow out of her from head to toe. She giggled and happily let out a loud BAKAWK. Everything grew into place, from smaller down feathers on her head, to larger flight feathers on her arms and hands. Even a small Red Comb and Waddle grew in on her head and under her beak. As her transformation finished, Radaro came back into the room.


        “Oh wonderful. My perfect hen is back to her old self,” he said with a smile. He pulled out another syringe of pain killer and injected it into her to help with the pain of her transformation. He then started to undo her binds. She slid to the floor and stood there looking over herself. She flapped her wings and stretched out. 


        “Now that you’re back to being my good girl, let's get you ready for tonight’s show. I’ve got some new outfits for you to wear,” He said smiling. 


        “That sounds like fun master,” She said, giggling and clapping her wings.


        That night, Radaro revealed his new assistant to the crowd. Cindy performed wonderfully and was well received by the crowd. After the show, she and the other girls serviced their master, bringing pleasure to him in every way imaginable. The following morning they got on a bus to the next city. As they did, Cindy passed by a missing persons sign on a shop window. It was for a male Shiba by the name of Dizzy. She wasn’t sure why, but that name gave her the weirdest feeling of Deja vu. It didn’t matter though as she was quickly distracted by another one of the hens, inviting her to get on the bus. Dizzy was gone now, only the Chicken Cindy remained. A good hen, for the rest of time.