The hero team, Mistress Icewind and her partner the Blue Spirit, woke up in a dark room. They went to move but found themselves strapped down to some kind of metal table, unable to move more than an inch left or right. In the darkness of the room they could only hear each other as they grunted and struggled to get free. The pair of heroes had no idea how they even got into this situation. All they could remember was that they were fighting against the Rooster and the cluck gang, then there was some gas, and after that, nothing. They started to struggle against the restraints that held them. Just then, bright stage lights loudly clicked on, blinding the pair. As their vision cleared they heard a familiar voice. 


        “WELCOME ALL, TO THE GREATEST SHOW THIS SIDE OF THE MISSISSIPPI! I am your host, the Rooster,” The voice said. As the heroes' eyes adjusted to the light they saw The Rooster standing in front of them, dressed up like a circus ring leader and looking out over an audience. They could just barely make out where they were, but it looked like some old abandoned theater. They could just barely make out the crowd, but they could see several of the Rooster rubber chicken minions, with the rest of the seats being filled by bags of chicken feed with smiley faces drawn on them. As the Rooster finished speaking the minions began to clap, with one pressing play on a boombox, playing a recording of a crowd applauding. The rooster bowed and waved his hands to silence the crowd before speaking again. 

        “I hope to entertain you tonight, as I make some new chickens with the help of my two lovely assistants here,” He said motioning toward the two heroes. A spotlight then clicked on overhead, lighting them up clearly for all to see. He then pointed a remote and pointed it at them and pressed a button with a beep. The tables they were on then began to tilt up with a loud whirring, showing them off. The crowd then applauded again as the Roster bowed and clapped. 

        “Yes, give them a round of applause. Aren’t they lovely? These silly heroes here thought they could get the upper hand on the Rooster. Lets go ahead and reward their efforts,” He said smiling and pressing another button on the remote again. The table Icewind was on jerked and began to roll over to the Rooster. She grunted and started struggling again, trying her best to break free. The table came to a stop in front of the Rooster as he smiled up at her. 

        “Welcome to the show my dear. Care to introduce yourself,” He said, giving her a wicked smile. She struggled and strained her head forward, growling at him.

        “You’ll never get away with this Rooster! We’ll get out of here and take your feathered ass to prison,” She shouted down at him. He then pressed a button on the remote, giving her a powerful electric shock. She screamed out and tensed up, straining against the clamps as the electricity coursed through her body. She then went limp once he turned it off, panting heavily and growling in pain.


        “Excellent! Well it’s glad to have you on stage with us tonight,” He said, smiling more. He then pressed another button on the remote as an old CRT tv started to lower down from above. Icewind looked up at it as it came right in front of her. At first the screen showed nothing but static, but the Rooster then pressed a button on the remote and the screen changed to an image of a slightly wavy swirl pattern. Words flashed quickly on the screen, like Chicken, Bawk bok, obey, and so on. Icewind knew what he was trying and closed her eyes quickly. 

        “Oh dear! It seems our volunteer is a little shy. Let’s help her out shall we,” He said smiling and pointing the remote again at her. Another button press and small hands come out of the table. One held her by the head and held her in place as another two forced her eyes open. Icewind grunted and struggled, trying to thrash her head and break free as she was forced to watch. Slowly, her grunts and groans began to quiet as her face turned into a blank expression. Meanwhile, Blue was struggling in the back, trying to break free to help.

        “FIGHT ICEWIND! DON’T GIVE INTO HIS HYPNOSIS,” he shouted to her. He had been through this before, falling victim to his sinister rubber chicken maker. The Rooster looked over at him and gave him a strong shock to silence him. 


        “You’ll have your time in the spotlight, just wait your turn,” Rooster said, a little annoyed but still showing off. Icewind on the other hand was lost to the swirls and repeating words. Her mind slowly blanking out and refilling with simple thoughts. Obedience and how to be a good chicken was all there was for her. Slowly She began to make quiet hawking and clucking sounds as the hypnosis further took its hold on her. Soon she was mindlessly clucking, signaling the rooster that she was ready. 


        “Seems our little chicken is ready for her outfit change,” He said smiling and motioning to her. Icewind continued to cluck and bawk as the tv rose back up again, not noticing or caring. The Rooster then came over to her and pulled out a rubber chicken beak, slipping it over her muzzle. He then smiled wickedly and pulled out a surgical needle and thread. He grinned as he painstakingly sewed the beak to her skin, watching as little bits of blood trickled down and speckled the stage floor. Once he was done, he stepped back and smiled at her. 

        “What a lovely start to a new chicken. Shall we send her off folks,” He said to the audience. They applauded again and The Rooster nodded. He then stepped back and pressed another button, making a platform under her table start to lower into the floor. He then pressed another button and turned on a projector, showing a security camera feed, playing it on the back wall of the stage for all, including Blue Spirit to see. 


        “Watch closely as our first volunteer magically becomes a new chicken,” He said, turning to Blue and smiling. 


        Blue looked on in horror as his partner started to roll down a makeshift assembly line. Childish circus music began to play as she moved along. Not that she cared though, the hypnosis made her very compliant. Soon a skin tight chicken suit slid out of a compartment  and stopped next to her as the table stopped. Her clamps let go of her and let her slide off onto the floor. Extra hands came out and held her up right as others began to dress up in the suit. She soon looked like a cheesy halloween display. 


        “Hmm our chicken looks a little thin don’t you think? Maybe we should fix that. What do you think audience,” The rooster said, smiling wickedly. The audience clapped and clucked wildly in approval. The Rooster started to let out a haunting clucking laugh as he pressed another button on the remote. Under the stage, hoses began to rise up out and attach themselves to the suit. Breasts, ass, and thighs all got hooked up. There was then a loud whirring as an air compressor kicked on under the track and a gentle hsssss of air began to fill the suit. Icewind clucked and bawked as her body's proportions began to grow larger and larger. It took a few minutes, but soon she was looking like some kind cartoonish bimbo with her massively inflated proportions. She clucked and wobbled in place as the hoses disconnected from her, her new additions wobbling with her. 


        “Yes yes, very nice. Got a lot of meat on that chicken don’t we crowd,” The rooster said laughing some more. “But I think there still needs to be some improvement on our volunteer, what do you think,” He said. The crowd clapped and clucked in agreement. Blue however was looking on, shocked at what he was seeing. He knew he had to escape and help her before things got worse, but he was held too tight. 


        Meanwhile under the stage, icewind continued down the makeshift line. As she went, an arm came down, holding a weird looking gas mask. It looked like the face of a chicken with two slots for hoses or canisters on each side of the back of the beak, a silly exaggerated red comb and waddle, and two silly googly eyes on either side of the face. As Icewind got closer, it pressed the mask onto her face, sealing it to the beak and her face with some glue on the inside. The best was yet to come. A full rubber coating. 


        Icewind continued to move down the line until the platform she was on came to a stop. She wobbled but didn’t fall over as in front of her was a large vat of yellow rubber. She stood there for several moments as The Rooster looked over at The Blue Spirit. 

        “Any last words before we say goodbye to the meddlesome “Mistress Icewind”,” He said in a mocking tone. The blue spirit started to yell out boring heroic phrases as he tried to struggle against the restraints but the Rooster quickly gave him a shock, making him yell in pain and slump down. 

        “You’re right, no words need to be said. Other than bye bye hero! Hello silly chicken,” He said with a clucking laugh. He then pressed a button and the platform moved forward again, dumping her into the vat. She landed in the liquid rubber and started to slowly sink into it. Had she not been hypnotized, she would have panicked and struggled, but she was a good chicken now, and a good chicken obeyed. She sank into the rubber for a while, her body getting completely coated in the rubber. At the same time, it began to filter into her ears, slowly working its way into her brain, clearing out her thoughts to nothing but clucking, squeaking, and being a good obedient chicken. This not only helped make her into a mindless puppet, but heightened her arousal. She bawked and clucked under the rubber, making bubbles slowly rise and pop on the top. Soon more hands dropped into the rubber and began to pull her out, now just a rubber goo covered blob. But that would soon change. 


        She was then carried over to a large mold shaped like a cartoonish chicken. The arms holding her set her down inside the bottom half of the mold and began to position her arms and legs into place before wiping her eyes clear. Once it was all right, the top half lowered down on top of her with a loud thunk. More rubber began to be pumped into the mold, filling it to perfection. It then began to heat up around her, helping to vulcanize and strengthen the rubber. The whole process took several minutes, but soon the mold cooled and opened with a loud HSSS. The arms then lowered down again and picked up the new rubber chicken, holding it there as knives cut away the excess rubber. The Blue spirit looked on in shock as there was nothing left to identify Icewind. No hint of her proud dragon wings or tail. The only wings and tail she had now were the cartoonish looking ones molded around her arms and a goofy long chicken tail. 


        Once she had been cleaned up, she was moved on to her last alteration. The arms carried her to a special machine, jokingly called “The Egg Maker.” The arms stopped over the machine as two ribbed dildo like devices began to slide out of it. An arm then came out and cut holes in the rubber around her slit and anus. She was then lowered down onto the devices. She let out a loud BAKAWK as the devices stretched her insides more than she had been before. The device then turned on and started vibrating, making her cluck and squawk more. The dildos inside her began to secrete a special rubber to coat her insides and give her a perfect ribbed toy look as well as keep her stretched open at all times. It also started altering her insides to make it so she would be able to produce eggs almost instantly anytime someone clapped. The devices spun and buzzed inside her, driving her already mindless brain even more over the edge and cementing her as a good egg laying hen. Once the machine had done its work, there was a loud DING from a comically large egg timer on top of the machine. The devices then pulled out of her, leaving her dripping and heavily needy from now on. A third device then came out and did the same thing to her beak, opening it up and crafting a perfect toy mouth, only leaving out the egg laying. Once that machine had fully finished the arms lifted her up and carried her over to another platform. She stood there, dripping slit and anus, as the platform began to rise back up to the stage. 


        “And Abra Kadabra! Alakazam! Bibbidi-Bobbidi-boo! The heroine is now a proud, plump, Rhode Island Hen,” He said, motioning over to the steam rising out from the floor. Up the trap door came the brand new Hen, brightly colored red comb and wattles adorning her head, yellow body with big goofy cartoon wings and big cartoon talons to match. She had the over exaggerated body of a porn star, with huge M-Cup inflated breasts, with hips and ass to match. Her tail, long and full, stayed upright, ready for fun as she spread her legs and ass. The Rooster smiled and motioned to her again. 


        “Aren’t they wonderful folks,” He said as they started to clap. The former Icewind let out a loud BACAWK and flapped her wings as her body began to pop out slim covered eggs, one after the other as the audience continued to clap. 


        “Easy now folks, don’t want to wear her out too fast. After all, you haven’t had the chance to try her out yet,” He said laughing again. The blue spirit looked on in horror as he knew he was next to be changed into that, and he had to get free. He was treated to another shock as the Rooster turned to him. 


        “It seems our next volunteer is a little excited for his turn, and who are we to deny him,” He then pressed the buttons on the remote and set the process to Automattic as he walked over to Icewind. Blue struggled and groaned as he watched the same TV come down and felt the hands grab his head and hold his eyes open. 


        “Give him a round of applause folks, such a brave volunteer,” Rooster said grinning evilly. The crowd clapped eagerly, making Icewind lay more eggs and flap excitedly. 


        “Well, We’ll we wait for our next chicken to magically transform, I’d like some volunteers to test out our newest hen,” Rooster said chuckling. His minions started to scramble up to the stage, some of them already sporting hard dripping cocks as the now hypnotized Blue lowered into the floor. 


        While Blue went through the “magic” below, Icewind was going through the time of her life. With a snap from Rooster, she Laid on her side over a nearby crate. She was then lost to a world of hard henchmen cock as they thrust into her all at once. Beak, slit, ass, one after the other she was fucked and filled with the hot seed of the henchmen, multiple times in fact as some would rotate from one hole to the next. Her mind, already a pile of hot and horny goo, was pounded even further into submission as the henchmen used her like the toy she now was. Some even clapped endlessly, making her lay eggs as they fucked her. She let out garbled clucks and bacawks as she tried to please each of the henchmen, not only with just her hole, but with her wings as well. She stroked the henchmen in waiting cocks, making them cum and covering her body in more hot seed. By the time the henchmen had worn themselves out, She was covered from comb to talon in hot white cum, busted yolk and egg shells leaking out of her ass and slit. Just in time for The former Blue spirit to rise up out of the same trap door. 


        He was a little different however. His cock had been hardened and lengthened, giving him a proud ten inch tapered member alongside a brand new slit. The rooster looked over at his new creation and nodded happily. Blue clucked and boked ideally as The rooster Began to clap. Both Blue and Icewind Let out another loud BACAWK as they both began to lay even more eggs. The Rooster let out another wicked clucking laugh as he kept clapping.


        “Yes yes, a lovely pair of breeding hens. I should start a farm with all of them. I know of a few more “Volunteers that might make some good hens. In the meantime. HENS! PRESENT,’ He shouted loudly. Both Icewind and Blue then snapped to their feet at attention and saluted with their big goofy wings, letting out a proud BAKAWK! The Rooster laughed wickedly, his laugh echoing through the halls of the old theater. The hens continued to stand proud at attention, only caring about serving their Master and making eggs. Will the heroes be saved by their friends? Or will they end up joining them in the Rooster’s wicked coup? Only time will tell…..