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Or at least that was what was told. The dragon didn’t care about that as they escorted him down the hall. Dressed in his prisoner sleeved shirt and pants, they took him to a room where they’d finally end his life. He wondered what he could’ve done differently, maybe controlled himself, talked it out, waited. Bah, he had no time for that now. What was done, was done. He was going to spend his last minutes in prison, instead of living long and old.\nHis family would miss him dearly, wondering where they went wrong, the girl? Well her family wouldn’t, not after the incident. He shut his eyes as they strapped him to a chair, preparing the syringe. People said he’d feel panic, regret as they inserted it in, that your life would flash by your eyes as your life was choked out. He? He felt none of it, just a blank slate as he looked to the female preparing the dosage. She was cute, nice blue eyes.\nShe nonchalantly inserted it into his neck, giving him a sharp pain. Was this it? he wondered. He felt weak as struggled a little, dark circles appeared at the side of his eyes, growing as his eyes lost focus. Panic. Panic filled him as they said it would, his eyes darted around as energy was sapped from him. He felt heavy, like his body was tied with weight as he slumped in the chair, everything going black. The last of his energy spent on struggling to breathe as he tried to squirm against the straps. And that was it…..\nor at least that was what was told. The dragon woke up a while later, clad in only a grey speedo, why the heck was he in such a small garment. Was it a while since he was dead? he asked himself, it could have been days, hours, or a minute. Wait…why think of this? Was he dead? Was this the afterlife? As he looked around, he found himself in a grey room, trapped in a glass cylindrical tube. A sharp pain, no, several sharp pains arose from his head. As he reached for his head, he found himself held back by restrained, at best he could go at his shoulders, but no higher. And to add to his confusion, the chains pulled back. the dragon struggled, but to no avail as they pulled him to a kneeling position, arms outstretched. He could use his wings and tail, but they couldn’t do much against these bonds.\nA screen appeared on the far wall of the room, a shady silhouette looking back to him. static was still there as connection was established.\n\"Ahh..you’re awake…\"\n\"Nnngh…awake? What is this?! Let me go!\" The dragon yelled, struggling, now back to full energy.\n\"Hmhm….to clarify, you’re not dead. No, that dosage wasn’t lethal, it can’t even kill ants. It’s a sleep dosage, works by stopping the body’s main functions, knocking you out.\n\"So I’m not dead….what is this crap then?\" the dragon barked.\n\"So rude…to explain, though it’s worthless….it’s pointless to end your life here, at the peak of youth. So we came to an agreement, that you’d live….but serve in other ways.\"\n\"Serve? i’m not serving any one of you cops!\" He barked again, snarling.\n\"you can’t say no to that, you’ve had wires inserted into your main neuron connectors…in layman terms…we’ll begin with a process known as…deprocessing…where you’ll undergo something akin to…a trans-orbital lobotomy…\"\n\"A trans-orbawhat? What is this?!?! Let me go! I’d rather die from hanging you little-!\" As he tried to finished, a shock ran from the wires into his head, making him spasm as he hung from the chains that held him up.\n\"your mind right now is going to be re-processed to serve. your individuality shall be completely disabled, hereby turning you into a mindless slave, where you’ll join the market.\"\n\"you…can’t do this…not to me..\" the dragon struggled to say, resisting as much as he could, arousal rising in him, making a tent in his speedo.\n\"Oh but we can, you’re considered dead in the eyes of the law and public. and this is a fitting punishment, serving others till you’re no longer wanted. Then you’ll serve as a butler, or a servant, the market in the Desert Lands are our biggest payers.\"\n\"Nnngh..please…stop….\" the dragon begged, the fierceness ebbing away as he kept struggling, eyes losing focus as his obvious arousal tented even more, precum filling the speedo tip.\n\"no point struggling, your brain’s slowly getting changed. In fact, my explanation of this is unneeded, it’s not like you’ll remember this.\"\n\"Nnngh….ahhh…please….\" he whimpered, the words barely coming out, like the last bit of air from a deflated balloon. \"I want to go…go….want…..to…\" he said as he kept tenting his speedo, slowly humping.\n\"There we go, you’e a tough one, but this machine, it tougher…\" the figure said matter-of-factly-\n\"Want…want…to cum\" the dragon moaned out as he started humping, wanting release. The dragon occasionally resisted, gaining back some of his thoughts, but the machine was quick to reprocess his mind. Every thought, memory or idea was quickly replaced with messages and the want to serve, to only obey, to be a slave.\n\"and….?\"\n\"Want….to…!….Cu-ahhhh!\" The dragon climaxed, firing his load of cum into his speedo, darkening it with cum as it turned warm with seed. \"Ahhh….nnngh…hhh…hh-hhh…ahhh…\"\n\"there we go\" the figure said with a smile. \"Now…enjoy this, you’ll be here for another hour plus…just to make sure you’re..completely turned. Catch you later\" he said as the screen went dark.\n——————-\nthe figure, a dragon, walked out. Dressed in a white lab coat that contrasted against dark green scales, he strolled to the tube, watching the newly made slave. the dragon inside stayed motionless, only moving when he climaxed, vigirously humping the air as he blew load after load into the now creamy speedo. the front was caked white with cum as some dripped off onto the floor.\n\"Is it done?\" he asked the assistant casually.\n\"Yes…the subject is ready for sale…\" the female said, writing down statistics.\n\"Good, I hope he enjoys harems , he going to be part of one, serving anyone that pays.\n\"Slave…sit…\" He asked; the dragon obeyed, sitting cross legged. \"Slave…stand\" the dragon did as told, standing straight. \"Good….what are you….\" he asked.\n\"I…am a slave…made to pleasure others, to be in service of my masters…\" the dragon recited.\n\"good boy…your master…is waiting..\" ", "description_bbcode_parsed": "Original date posted on Fur Affinity: Mar 5th, 2015 12:00 AM

Execution by lethal injection, said the judge as the gavel was brought down. Or at least that was what was told. The dragon didn’t care about that as they escorted him down the hall. Dressed in his prisoner sleeved shirt and pants, they took him to a room where they’d finally end his life. He wondered what he could’ve done differently, maybe controlled himself, talked it out, waited. Bah, he had no time for that now. What was done, was done. He was going to spend his last minutes in prison, instead of living long and old.
His family would miss him dearly, wondering where they went wrong, the girl? Well her family wouldn’t, not after the incident. He shut his eyes as they strapped him to a chair, preparing the syringe. People said he’d feel panic, regret as they inserted it in, that your life would flash by your eyes as your life was choked out. He? He felt none of it, just a blank slate as he looked to the female preparing the dosage. She was cute, nice blue eyes.
She nonchalantly inserted it into his neck, giving him a sharp pain. Was this it? he wondered. He felt weak as struggled a little, dark circles appeared at the side of his eyes, growing as his eyes lost focus. Panic. Panic filled him as they said it would, his eyes darted around as energy was sapped from him. He felt heavy, like his body was tied with weight as he slumped in the chair, everything going black. The last of his energy spent on struggling to breathe as he tried to squirm against the straps. And that was it…..
or at least that was what was told. The dragon woke up a while later, clad in only a grey speedo, why the heck was he in such a small garment. Was it a while since he was dead? he asked himself, it could have been days, hours, or a minute. Wait…why think of this? Was he dead? Was this the afterlife? As he looked around, he found himself in a grey room, trapped in a glass cylindrical tube. A sharp pain, no, several sharp pains arose from his head. As he reached for his head, he found himself held back by restrained, at best he could go at his shoulders, but no higher. And to add to his confusion, the chains pulled back. the dragon struggled, but to no avail as they pulled him to a kneeling position, arms outstretched. He could use his wings and tail, but they couldn’t do much against these bonds.
A screen appeared on the far wall of the room, a shady silhouette looking back to him. static was still there as connection was established.
"Ahh..you’re awake…"
"Nnngh…awake? What is this?! Let me go!" The dragon yelled, struggling, now back to full energy.
"Hmhm….to clarify, you’re not dead. No, that dosage wasn’t lethal, it can’t even kill ants. It’s a sleep dosage, works by stopping the body’s main functions, knocking you out.
"So I’m not dead….what is this crap then?" the dragon barked.
"So rude…to explain, though it’s worthless….it’s pointless to end your life here, at the peak of youth. So we came to an agreement, that you’d live….but serve in other ways."
"Serve? i’m not serving any one of you cops!" He barked again, snarling.
"you can’t say no to that, you’ve had wires inserted into your main neuron connectors…in layman terms…we’ll begin with a process known as…deprocessing…where you’ll undergo something akin to…a trans-orbital lobotomy…"
"A trans-orbawhat? What is this?!?! Let me go! I’d rather die from hanging you little-!" As he tried to finished, a shock ran from the wires into his head, making him spasm as he hung from the chains that held him up.
"your mind right now is going to be re-processed to serve. your individuality shall be completely disabled, hereby turning you into a mindless slave, where you’ll join the market."
"you…can’t do this…not to me.." the dragon struggled to say, resisting as much as he could, arousal rising in him, making a tent in his speedo.
"Oh but we can, you’re considered dead in the eyes of the law and public. and this is a fitting punishment, serving others till you’re no longer wanted. Then you’ll serve as a butler, or a servant, the market in the Desert Lands are our biggest payers."
"Nnngh..please…stop…." the dragon begged, the fierceness ebbing away as he kept struggling, eyes losing focus as his obvious arousal tented even more, precum filling the speedo tip.
"no point struggling, your brain’s slowly getting changed. In fact, my explanation of this is unneeded, it’s not like you’ll remember this."
"Nnngh….ahhh…please…." he whimpered, the words barely coming out, like the last bit of air from a deflated balloon. "I want to go…go….want…..to…" he said as he kept tenting his speedo, slowly humping.
"There we go, you’e a tough one, but this machine, it tougher…" the figure said matter-of-factly-
"Want…want…to cum" the dragon moaned out as he started humping, wanting release. The dragon occasionally resisted, gaining back some of his thoughts, but the machine was quick to reprocess his mind. Every thought, memory or idea was quickly replaced with messages and the want to serve, to only obey, to be a slave.
"and….?"
"Want….to…!….Cu-ahhhh!" The dragon climaxed, firing his load of cum into his speedo, darkening it with cum as it turned warm with seed. "Ahhh….nnngh…hhh…hh-hhh…ahhh…"
"there we go" the figure said with a smile. "Now…enjoy this, you’ll be here for another hour plus…just to make sure you’re..completely turned. Catch you later" he said as the screen went dark.
——————-
the figure, a dragon, walked out. Dressed in a white lab coat that contrasted against dark green scales, he strolled to the tube, watching the newly made slave. the dragon inside stayed motionless, only moving when he climaxed, vigirously humping the air as he blew load after load into the now creamy speedo. the front was caked white with cum as some dripped off onto the floor.
"Is it done?" he asked the assistant casually.
"Yes…the subject is ready for sale…" the female said, writing down statistics.
"Good, I hope he enjoys harems , he going to be part of one, serving anyone that pays.
"Slave…sit…" He asked; the dragon obeyed, sitting cross legged. "Slave…stand" the dragon did as told, standing straight. "Good….what are you…." he asked.
"I…am a slave…made to pleasure others, to be in service of my masters…" the dragon recited.
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