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, after which I'll be continuing to do Pariah in our trades, or maybe even another story. Depends on what the mood fancies when I start writing I suppose. Either way, I hope you all enjoy this and enjoyed the rest.","writing":"Francis's fingers twitched against the arm of his chair. Deep within the confines of his quarters, the lion had made it clear he needn't be disturbed until they arrived at their destination. His brow furled, rereading the message of blackmail again and again in his privacy. Francis knew he wasn't an honest man. Like all the other noble houses, he put up the lie that he was, a trick some performed better than others. On the surface, everyone knew he kept his nose clean and legal in his businesses, no matter how many loopholes he abused to reach his profits. But in his youth...he groaned, swiping the A/R screen away. \n\n``How was I to know it was Combine territory?'' He muttered, ``They used to lose territory all the time. No one could have predicted they'd claim it again. It was a cheap spot, perfect for my potential startup. Now...'' He sighed, pulling out a glass of brandy from the shelves of his personalized cabin. As a young man, foolish and fool of dreams, Francis wanted to prove himself a success too quickly. Investing in a land where he'd set up a specialized slave processing center, designed to create products of any requested gender or mix thereof. It was simple enough, and the supply was always in demand. The only thing that stopped him doing it on a more established world was competition and taxes, something he never found this far out. Of course, that led to him abandoning the project when the Cygnus Combine wanted a cut of his profits. \n\nSipping from a goblet, the lion took a look out into the vast emptiness of space, seeing his reflection in the mirror. Modern medicine had made him a rejuvenated man, one where a mind in his sixties stared at the reflection of a lion in his early thirties. While not one to hit the gym, he had an envious build and a full mane. Francis remembered how scared he was when he heard the Cynus were coming to his door. How he backed up all his profits and ran, leaving his livestock there as compensation for using their territory. Decades had passed since then, and now, only two months later, he gets a ransom note about one of his children...Francis had the name on the tip of his tongue. Alan? Alice? He shook his head, he'd had so many children that it had proven difficult to keep track of them all. But a Pryce was a Pryce, and blackmail was blackmail. \n\nStill, he'd have preferred a more armed escort. Just one ship, no matter how armed, wasn't enough to make him feel safe in entering the territory of pirates. But what could he do? Anything more and people would grow suspicious. Taking a heavy breath of the brandy, he calmed himself with another drink, silencing the rattle in his hands. \n\nHe snapped his left fingers, ``Alex! That's who.'' Francis said, remembering the boy he'd sent to be a squire. A nervous lad, one that had no mind for business as his grades proved. He had to pull a few strings to get him such a role, but he had nothing to lose from it. If Alex succeeded in being a knight, honor would fall onto the house. If he failed, he'd be banished. No room for weakness. Gritting his teeth, frustration rose within him upon realizing that he never anticipated that the Knight would be overtaken. \n\nHis comms echoed into his ear, ``Lord Pryce? We'll soon arrive at the drop zone. Shall I prepare the armaments?'' \n\n``Yes, Captain.'' He said, taking another sip from his brandy, ``Have them ready to fire at all times. And have my quarters sink into the bowels of the ship for protection. With this territory, I have no desire to take any more risks.''\n\n``At once, my lord.'' Francis smiled and sat down, gripping his chair carefully as his own room began to shift deeper into the ship. Even if he'd run from the Cygnus Combine as a young man, he'd done dealings with them as he aged. Through that, he learned that they had a particular pragmatism about them. Pirates who followed a code that, so long as he adhered to and showed enough force of power, would prove no harm to him. In a matter of hours, he'd have his son back with him and his secrets safe. \n\nThe lion pondered over how to best treat Alex after such an affair. Being with pirates for so long couldn't mean well for one's psyche. Perhaps a year in an asylum would help, or more if he just forgot about the boy. He did have many children, and with his wife having passed on he didn't need to worry about appeasing her with their comfort. It wasn't as if Alex had done anything worthwhile for Francis to remember his name. If the boy wasn't his son, he'd let the pirates keep him and just take the evidence. \n\nBringing his glass back to his lips, the lion felt the chill of ice cubes rather than the strong taste of brandy. Shrugging, he reached over to the bottle to pour himself another. One more cup to enjoy himself with.\n\nThe ship shook. He steadied himself with his legs, holding the brandy carefully. ``Of all the fat finger pilots-'' It rocked again before he could finish. The third quake violently shook his cabin, tossing him to the floor and shattering his bottle and glass against the floor. Warning signals flared and red light streamed through the room. \n\n``Captain!'' He roared through the A/R screen, ``What's happening?!''\n\n``We're under fire, my lord.'' He said, something Lord Pryce could have guessed from the situation they walked into, ``D-Don't worry,'' The message continued, getting choppy, ``We'll be-''\n\n``Attention...attention...is this thing on?'' A new voice asked, bopping the microphone incessantly. Francis's heart froze. Judging from the lack of decorum and incessant laughter in the background, the lion knew damn well the kind of people speaking. ``Hello. The name is Vicky. I'm the first mate of the Scavenger, under captain Ruth. Course, you might know her by Ruth the Ruthless, a name that she finds both lazy and hilarious on the end of you New Avalonian bootlickers. Anyway, I'm bringing this message up to tell you that we're gonna be boarding you all soon, and it can go one of two ways. We go in, kill everyone who resists, and drag out Lord Pryce by his ankles, then sell this pretty little ship for scrap. Or, you surrender peacefully, we take your crew hostage, find a nice and not brainwashy place to sell you to where you can work off some indentured servitude for a few years, and then be free to go about your merry life. We may be pirates, but some of us have respect for fellow sailors. You've got five minutes.''\n\nFrancis blinked. Spending the first minute standing eerily quiet as he soaked in all that information. They...he was sure they asked for a payment kind of deal. He'd even brought the money in bearer bonds. Was that a lie? In haste, he opened his comms, ``Captain, get us out of here on the double! That's an order.''\n\nThirty seconds passed on the commlink before the captain responded, ``I'm sorry, my lord. But they hampered the engines in their attack.''\n\n``T-Then attack them!'' He shouted, ``It's only one ship, and this cruiser is loaded with weaponry. Blow them to kingdom come!''\n\n``We're surrounded, my lord.'' The captain explained, ``They have three cruisers onto us. Our sensors didn't pick them up, I believe we've been hacked.''\n\n``H-Hac...'' Francis's throat dried. Coughing, he took a seat and pondered. Surely they wouldn't abandon him. He was their employer, he even owned several crew members on this ship as indentured servants. Under no circumstances would they ever just trade him off to pirates. They couldn't. They...\n\nThe room shifted again, returning back into its original state. Francis swiped through his A/R feed to call the captain, but the line had been blocked. ``Override!'' He ordered, patching him through directly to the main command, ``Captain Haggard, what is the meaning of this?''\n\nAfter a long pause, the captain sighed on his end, ``I apologize, Lord Pryce. If I ever find myself in New Avalionian territory, I will turn myself in on the crimes of abandonment. But as captain, I must make the best decision for my crew.''\n\n``You...you traitor!'' He screamed, ``I'll have you all court-martialed and hanged! I'll have your families and friends sold into permanent slavery, becoming nothing more than mindless drones only fit to be fucked by class three filth!'' Throwing his comms away, he reached for the cabinet and pulled out a gauss pistol. It had been ages since he fired one, but the lion wouldn't go out without a fight. \n\nHuddling into a corner to the side of the door, he panted in anticipation of its opening. Minutes passed, sweat dripped from his shivering hands with each moment. He would get out of this. He was Lord Francis Pryce, people would come for him. \n\nWith a wisp of a sliding door, he opened fire. Again and again, he blasted his pistol at the entrance, hoping to obliterate anyone in his path and scare off those blasted pirates. He screamed, squeezing the trigger long after the blasts stopped. Holes riddled the doorway, with steam rising from the sudden impact. \n\n``Sounds like you're out of rounds.'' Vicky shouted from the hallway. Pushing himself into a corner, Francis shakingly aimed the pistol at the figure stepping in. A large rhinoceros woman squeezed through his door, decked in armor that required specialized training from top military companies to use. A neon-blue mohawk stood atop her head, with golden rings adorning her horn as she looked down and smiled. ``Lord Pryce, I presume?'' \n\n``S-Stay back!'' He shouted, ``I...whatever you're captain is paying, I can triple it.''\n\nVicky tilted her head, smirking, ``Skipping the double already?'' The rhino said, shaking her head. Ripping the pistol out of his grasp, her heavy hands wrapped around his neck and pushed him against the wall, ``Sorry to say, but it won't work on me. The Captain really wants to see you. And I'm loyal to a fault.''\n\nStruggling in her grasp, Francis cried out for air. His darkened room faded into black, the last thing to enter his gaze being Vicky's sadistic little glare. Someone would come for him.\n\nSomeone had to.\n\n***\n\nShe had plenty of memories in this hellhole. Ruth pondered on the scared little girl she used to be the last time she marched down the halls of this facility. Sold off to pay a debt, never knowing what sort of horrors would come, and surrounded by so many similar slaves that her plight seemed meaningless. They should have hurt, and a part of her wish they did. But she couldn't help but smile and feel oh so giddy at what was to come. Peering over her shoulder, she could tell that Alex had many similar fears she used to have. Course, it was buried behind a subservient smile, crawling on all fours like a feral as she pulled him by a collar.\n\n``This is going to be a very fun day, bitch.'' She cooed, pulling him close but keeping him on the ground. The sissfied lion purred, brushing his caged up cock against her leg like he'd been taught. The more he debased himself, the more she liked him. And he knew damn well that her being happy was his job. ``Such a good boy.'' Ruth said, petting her slave's scalp. Alex said nothing, accepting her touch with the affection of a loyal, if slightly broken, slave.\n\nShe was almost worried for what she'd do to him tonight.\n\nA busty raccoon with wide hips entered through the sliding doors, ``Captain.'' Penny said, holding her hands behind her and puffing out those knockers, ``Me and Davis have done what we can for the machine but...well what you're asking for is pretty difficult. We were able to jury rig it, but it might only got two uses in it.'' \n\n``How safe is it?'' Ruth asked, scratching a finger under Alex's chin, ``Are there any risks of death?''\n\nThe coon woman shook her head, ``No ma'am, though the pain reducers are running at minimum. It's a miracle we were able to get them running at all, but you requested we get that up and running.''\n\nShe shuddered, knowing full well how painful that machine had been. ``Thank you, Penny. I know this was a bit out of you and Davis's specialty, but you're both the best engineers I have.''\n\nPenny blushed, ``It's no problem captain...but...''\n\nRuth raised her brow, ``But?'' She asked, stepping closer and standing a foot over the raccoon.\n\nPenny shivered in the captain's shadow. Taking a deep breath, she exhaled and said, ``Well...ya see, me and Davis have been a couple for a while now, and we've both been wanting to add a little spice into our relationship. Problem is, the only spice we really found ourselves enjoying was when we got to sandwich your personal bitch in.'' Ruth nodded along, remembering the video feeds fondly of that event. ``And, well, he's yours. We can't ask for you to give him up from time to time. And we don't want a fuckhole that has been ridden by everyone on the ship all the time.''\n\n``You want a personal slave.'' Ruth said. \n\nPenny nodded, ``More than just personal. We'd like one we could train from the ground up, preferably early so they grow into it. But they're expensive, and while your paychecks are great, we can't afford what we'd like the next time we dock.''\n\nSmiling, Ruth patted her engineer on the cheek, ``Considering how personal this little endeavor is, I'd say you've earned extra. How's triple your salary for one time sound?''\n\nPenny's face went pale. ``T-trip...'' she sputtered out, unable to say it. Ruth nodded, opening her mouth to speak only to stop at a new message popping up in her feed. Reading it from her first mate, the Hyena smiled and tightening her grip on Alex's leash.\n\n``That's my offer, Penny. Take it or leave it. Meanwhile, I want you in the champer ASAP. The show is about to start.''\n\nStepping through the shoddy halls of the abandoned facility, Ruth smiled as she pondered over what exactly she'd say to the man who changed her. A little quip about revenge? A serious scowl about how she was about to ruin him? The hyena shook her head, unable to decide. \n\nShe still had no idea what to say when she reached the laboratory, the room where it all happened to her. The hyena stared at the transformation pod with painful memories gripping at her heart. Such a scared little girl she was, crying and pleading to be let go, claws digging into the arms of the men pushing her into it. That little girl banged fruitlessly against the window, screaming at the top of her lungs for mercy. All she got was a dull expression of the lion back at her, as though she was nothing more than a product.\n\nShe was. Looking back to Alex, she expected to treat him just the same with this whole thing. But now? Now he wasn't just some product to her. He was her product, her property. What came next would hurt him dearly, but she wouldn't abandon him because of it. She liked having personal holes to play with, and he had the cutest little face when she hurt him.\n\nFrancis roared in the background, ``What is the meaning of this!'' \n\nRuth's smile grew painfully wide at his voice. Turning her head, she saw the proud noble held over Vicky's shoulder. A mighty lion reduced to nothing more than a ragdoll in the rhinoceros's hands. She giggled, gripping Alex's leash tight with each beat of her heart.\n\nHer first mate dropped the lion to the floor, hands, and feet still bound. The rhino wasted no time in pulling up to his knees by the mane, ignoring his whimpers. ``I'll have you all turned into drones for this!'' He roared, ``New Avalon will look for me! You think you can just kidnap a noble and go unpunished?''\n\nIn a flash, Ruth drew the sword she'd taken from Alex's former mentor, bringing the blade to Francis's throat, ``Yes. Especially after we release the blackmail information. But that's above your head, for now, Lord Pryce.''\n\n``W-What do you want with me?'' He quivered, eyes dead focused on the hyena. Not once did he peer over to the effeminate lion boy he had for a son. And yet, Alex didn't even peep, kneeling dutifully on his knees and leaning against Ruth's legs like a good little sissy. Such an obedient little pet. \n\n``What do I want with you? Oh gee, that's a tough one.'' Ruth giggled, pulling her sword back, ``Why on great holy terra would I want you here? It's not like you and I have a history with this place.''\n\n``Y-You're a slave from here?'' He asked. She nodded. The lion's face went pale, ``L-Look, I'm sure what I did to you was just business. Nothing personal. B-Besides, I'm just a businessman, you should be after the scientists or guards. They're the ones who took joy in this. They are the ones who tortured you. I just paid them.''\n\n``Paid them to take my cunt and give me a cock.'' She growled, ``Paid them to shove a crying girl into this tank, coming out with a different tool entirely. And I doubt you even know which girl I'm referring to. You saw so many get pushed in, so many begging for mercy, yet you didn't stop it. Cause you had a profit to make.''\n\nAlex hugged her leg tighter. She smiled, seeing the lion's eyes shift down to the boy. ``See someone familiar?'' She asked, petting her personal bitch's head.\n\n``Y-You...'' He gulped, ``What did you do to my son?''\n\nRolling her eyes, Ruth tilted her head and continued to pet Alex, ``I turned him into a loyal pet. Every night I fuck him, and every morning he sucks me off. He used to cry during it all, but now he just loves it.'' Hooking a finger under the boy's chin, she had him look up to her and asked, ``Don't you, bitch?''\n\n``Yes Mistress,'' He said without hesitation, ``This one loves your fat cock inside him.''\n\nHer heart fluttered. Such a cute little morsel stuck to her leg. Her joy only to be ruined by the self righteous rant of his father claiming that she's nothing but a monster. Of course she was, no one survives in her line of work without being a little monstrous. Doesn't mean she couldn't have a little fun with it. \n\n``I-Isn't that enough?'' Francis asked, ``You turned my son into your slave, what else could you want from me?''\n\nShe blinked, her smile fading. Did he seriously try to...she looked down to her slave. Alex still smiled, but a tear slipped down his cheek. Ruth had known Lord Pryce would be selfish. That he would beg and squeal to be let go. But he didn't even hesitate in casting aside what his son had become. No cursing of her, no bargaining to fix him, nothing. \n\nRuth was a monster. But Francis was scum. Grabbing Alex by his headfur, she pulled him up to stand and lifted the key to his cage from her neck, ``Take your cage off and get hard.'' She ordered. Key in hand, Alex froze. He blinked up to her, earning a quick snarl from his mistress before following her instruction. Letting go of him, Ruth pushed her foot against Lord Pryce's shoulder and forced the older lion against his back, ``You've hurt a lot of lives, Lord Pryce.''\n\n``You...you dare compare me to you?!'' He shouted, ``I-''\n\nRuth silenced him with a dead knight's sword against his throat, ``I wasn't finished.'' The pirate said, smiling wide, ``You've hurt a lot of lives, but so have I. The difference between us is that I'm some lowly space pirate, destined to be captured by some higher authority. While you are a noble, someone who has cemented their power not by their own hand, but by their ancestors. Sure, you have continued to grow it, but you can't really fall unless some other noble does you in. That's what you feared, the other nobles. Frankly, I think that's a load. So your reign ends here.''\n\nTeary eyes looked up to her, ``P-Please, don't kill me...I can give you your original genitalia back. Even better, I can-''\n\nShe laughed, a slow giggle turning into a maddening cackle that shot the core of everyone watching. ``First off, I've had this cock for much longer. I've accepted it.'' She said, peering over her shoulder to find her personal little pet nice and erect. Grabbing him by the collar, she positioned him above his father, ``Second, I'm not gonna kill you. You'll only wish I did. Alex, be a dear and give your father a makeover.''\n\nWithout delay, the young lion started jacking his small cock. Francis struggled, ordering his son to cease. Not that his words could reach the boy anymore. Alex only followed Ruth's commands now, like a perfect and loyal little slave. Biting his lip, the lion boy came, spurting droplets of seed across the older man's face and mane. \n\nShe cradled his panting face into her chest, ``Good boy.'' Ruth whispered, ``Did you enjoy tugging your rod?'' The hyena asked, ears perking as the pod opened up next to her.\n\n``Y-Yes...Mistress...'' Alex said between pants, barely standing from just a simple orgasm. No, she trained him better than that. It must have been the shock of humiliating his father. Part of Ruth wanted to just hold him in her arms forever.\n\nBut she had a plan to follow. ``Good, cause it's the last time you'll ever touch it.'' Before he could respond, she tossed him into the pod, ``Take a deep breath, sweetie.'' \n\nThe lion stared at her in bewilderment as the pod doors closed. Terror crossing his eyes, he raced to the window as liquid filled the vat. Ruth waved, a content smile plastered on her face before giving one little kiss to the vat. Her gaze shifted downward, noting the blank terror across Francis's face.\n\n``You're familiar with this machine, right?'' She asked, knowing full well he was, ``This little thing that gave me my cock.''\n\n``W-What are you doing to him?''\n\n``Giving him an extra hole.'' She explained, ``His ass is getting too loose for me.''\n\n``How is this justice?!'' He squealed, ``You're doing no better than-'' Alex's screams filled the void between them. \n\n``I never said I was better.'' Ruth said, gently knocking against the window, ``I never said this was justice. I'm not some blind fool who thinks they are the hero in their story. I know fully well that I'm a villain, a bad guy, and it doesn't bother me. Besides, you don't care about your son right now.'' Her boot dragged down his shirt, pressing tight against the lion's crotch, ``You're more worried about what I'm gonna do to you.''\n\nFrancis's rebuke had been cut off by a Joyous little ding sounding off behind her. The pod opened, with Alex rolling out to be caught between her arms. His thin frame remained the same, and his wet matted hands grasped her in tight embrace, ``Welcome back, my pet.'' She whispered, ``How do you feel?''\n\n``I...'' He blinked, his body shaking, ``Everything hurts...Mistress...something is different.'' \n\nPeering over the boy's shoulder to see Francis's paralyzed gaze, she smiled and snuck a finger under the boy's wet skirt. One feel was enough to confirm it all. To make Alex squeal in shock and bring Ruth's erection against her tight suit. \n\n``Your machine is broken!'' The boy's father laughed, ``You brought me here for revenge, but this old machine doesn't even work.'' \n\nLips to her slave's ear, she whispered, ``Turn around and show your father your new hole.'' Alex nodded, smiling with a broken will as he turned around and lifting his wet skirt. Francis's mouth hung open in shock, too frozen to even breath. Leaning against her boy, she reached around him and pushed a finger against those virgin folds that replaced his caged cock. ``Oh, I think it worked very well, Frannie.''\n\n``Y-You turned him into a girl?''\n\n``Nope,'' Ruth said, shaking her head, ``He's still your son, still a boy. My boi to be specific. But he just lost his cock, like I lost my vag. I turned your precious brat into my personal cuntboy.''\n\n``W..w...'' He choked on his words. \n\nHer boot dug deeper, making him squeal, ``Well, two reasons. One, as I previously said, his ass was getting too loose. Can't just stick my dick down his urethra, the medical costs would be too much for repeated use. Two,'' She stepped off and pulled the lion up with strength given to her from years as a pirate, ``I wanted to test run it for you.''\n\n``N-No!'' He cried, tossed into the pod. Still cuffed, he crawled up to stand as the doors closed, ``Please! I beg you! I-'' Cries silenced with the seal. A pity for Ruth, she would have loved to hear them all the more.\n\nShoving Alex against the window, she pulled her cock out and whispered, ``How do you feel about giving your father a show with your deflowering?'' Biting his lips, a broken smile emerged. Holding his hands against the pod, she pressed Alex's chest against the bare window where Francis's fruitlessly kicked away. The head of her cock teased his folds, feeling them dripping all over her. ``Oh...dirty boi.'' Ruth cooed, ``You're loving this, aren't you?''\n\n``Y-Yes...'' He muttered, the liquid slowly filling the pod before them, ``Yes, Mistress...''\n\n``Well...'' She breathed down his neck, eyeing the father holding his breath as the nanite filled liquid enveloped him, ``Let's make it loud for him.'' She plunged into Alex's tight cunt, painfully spreading the virgin hole against her cock. The lion boy's mouth hung wide in silent pain, soon screaming in pain and pleasure as she thrusted into him and bit into his neck. She tasted a small bit of blood across her tongue, heard his sniffling, as tears rolled from his eyes. That broken smile staring back into her as she fucked him harder and harder, her crew cheering her on and muffling the screams that broke the pods barrier. \n\nRuth came first, filling up Alex's womb with her seed. Alex hadn't reached orgasm, silently pleading for more that the hyena was willing to give before the pod opened up. Francis fell out, or rather, what used to be Francis. The gruff and masculine lion's frame had shrunk considerably, his pectorals becoming massive breasts, his body shaped into an hourglass figure, and, of course, his genitalia gone. \n\nShe couldn't really call Francis Francis anymore.\n\n``Rise and shine, Francine.'' She cackled, pulling out of Alex and holding the boy under her arm. The lioness laying on the floor had slipped out of her cuffs thanks to the transformation, but the sudden full body gender shift had taken too much energy from her. \n\nShe growled, ``How dare...'' She stopped, staring off into an abyss upon hearing her feminine tone, ``M-My voice...what did...'' Pulling herself up, she noticed those lovely tits hanging from her. She squealed, covering herself before Ruth's band of merry pirates.\n\n``Now, now, Francine,'' Ruth said, grabbing the lioness's headfur and pulling hard to force a shriek, ``Show my crew your assets. They're gonna be real personal with them later.''\n\nShaking her head, she pleaded, ``Y-you can't! T-this is too much.''\n\n``Too much?'' Ruth threw her head back in laughter, ``This isn't even the most extreme thing slave traders do, you stupid little whore.'' With a snap of her fingers, Vicky stood next to the two and latched a collar around their new shipslut, ``First Mate, take her to the brig and give her some nutrients. Then inform everyone that the ship has a new stress toy.'' \n\nWith a nod, the rhinoceros dragged the tearful lioness away. For so many years, Ruth had imagined doing what Lord Pryce did to her back at him, taking him to her bed and deflowering him. It didn't work out as planned but...the hyena shrugged, very few things ever did. Holding her personal slave between her arms, she nuzzled his neck, ``Why don't we finish this in my quarters? You need to know what it's like to have a proper orgasm.''\n\nAlex, in his own broken way, smiled and nodded, ``Yes, Mistress. Thank you for offering this piece of meat a chance at such pleasure.''\n\n``You're my piece of meat,'' She growled seductively, ``And I take care of my things, after I condition them properly.''\n\n","writing_bbcode_parsed":"Francis's fingers twitched against the arm of his chair. Deep within the confines of his quarters, the lion had made it clear he needn't be disturbed until they arrived at their destination. His brow furled, rereading the message of blackmail again and again in his privacy. Francis knew he wasn't an honest man. Like all the other noble houses, he put up the lie that he was, a trick some performed better than others. On the surface, everyone knew he kept his nose clean and legal in his businesses, no matter how many loopholes he abused to reach his profits. But in his youth...he groaned, swiping the A/R screen away.

``How was I to know it was Combine territory?'' He muttered, ``They used to lose territory all the time. No one could have predicted they'd claim it again. It was a cheap spot, perfect for my potential startup. Now...'' He sighed, pulling out a glass of brandy from the shelves of his personalized cabin. As a young man, foolish and fool of dreams, Francis wanted to prove himself a success too quickly. Investing in a land where he'd set up a specialized slave processing center, designed to create products of any requested gender or mix thereof. It was simple enough, and the supply was always in demand. The only thing that stopped him doing it on a more established world was competition and taxes, something he never found this far out. Of course, that led to him abandoning the project when the Cygnus Combine wanted a cut of his profits.

Sipping from a goblet, the lion took a look out into the vast emptiness of space, seeing his reflection in the mirror. Modern medicine had made him a rejuvenated man, one where a mind in his sixties stared at the reflection of a lion in his early thirties. While not one to hit the gym, he had an envious build and a full mane. Francis remembered how scared he was when he heard the Cynus were coming to his door. How he backed up all his profits and ran, leaving his livestock there as compensation for using their territory. Decades had passed since then, and now, only two months later, he gets a ransom note about one of his children...Francis had the name on the tip of his tongue. Alan? Alice? He shook his head, he'd had so many children that it had proven difficult to keep track of them all. But a Pryce was a Pryce, and blackmail was blackmail.

Still, he'd have preferred a more armed escort. Just one ship, no matter how armed, wasn't enough to make him feel safe in entering the territory of pirates. But what could he do? Anything more and people would grow suspicious. Taking a heavy breath of the brandy, he calmed himself with another drink, silencing the rattle in his hands.

He snapped his left fingers, ``Alex! That's who.'' Francis said, remembering the boy he'd sent to be a squire. A nervous lad, one that had no mind for business as his grades proved. He had to pull a few strings to get him such a role, but he had nothing to lose from it. If Alex succeeded in being a knight, honor would fall onto the house. If he failed, he'd be banished. No room for weakness. Gritting his teeth, frustration rose within him upon realizing that he never anticipated that the Knight would be overtaken.

His comms echoed into his ear, ``Lord Pryce? We'll soon arrive at the drop zone. Shall I prepare the armaments?''

``Yes, Captain.'' He said, taking another sip from his brandy, ``Have them ready to fire at all times. And have my quarters sink into the bowels of the ship for protection. With this territory, I have no desire to take any more risks.''

``At once, my lord.'' Francis smiled and sat down, gripping his chair carefully as his own room began to shift deeper into the ship. Even if he'd run from the Cygnus Combine as a young man, he'd done dealings with them as he aged. Through that, he learned that they had a particular pragmatism about them. Pirates who followed a code that, so long as he adhered to and showed enough force of power, would prove no harm to him. In a matter of hours, he'd have his son back with him and his secrets safe.

The lion pondered over how to best treat Alex after such an affair. Being with pirates for so long couldn't mean well for one's psyche. Perhaps a year in an asylum would help, or more if he just forgot about the boy. He did have many children, and with his wife having passed on he didn't need to worry about appeasing her with their comfort. It wasn't as if Alex had done anything worthwhile for Francis to remember his name. If the boy wasn't his son, he'd let the pirates keep him and just take the evidence.

Bringing his glass back to his lips, the lion felt the chill of ice cubes rather than the strong taste of brandy. Shrugging, he reached over to the bottle to pour himself another. One more cup to enjoy himself with.

The ship shook. He steadied himself with his legs, holding the brandy carefully. ``Of all the fat finger pilots-'' It rocked again before he could finish. The third quake violently shook his cabin, tossing him to the floor and shattering his bottle and glass against the floor. Warning signals flared and red light streamed through the room.

``Captain!'' He roared through the A/R screen, ``What's happening?!''

``We're under fire, my lord.'' He said, something Lord Pryce could have guessed from the situation they walked into, ``D-Don't worry,'' The message continued, getting choppy, ``We'll be-''

``Attention...attention...is this thing on?'' A new voice asked, bopping the microphone incessantly. Francis's heart froze. Judging from the lack of decorum and incessant laughter in the background, the lion knew damn well the kind of people speaking. ``Hello. The name is Vicky. I'm the first mate of the Scavenger, under captain Ruth. Course, you might know her by Ruth the Ruthless, a name that she finds both lazy and hilarious on the end of you New Avalonian bootlickers. Anyway, I'm bringing this message up to tell you that we're gonna be boarding you all soon, and it can go one of two ways. We go in, kill everyone who resists, and drag out Lord Pryce by his ankles, then sell this pretty little ship for scrap. Or, you surrender peacefully, we take your crew hostage, find a nice and not brainwashy place to sell you to where you can work off some indentured servitude for a few years, and then be free to go about your merry life. We may be pirates, but some of us have respect for fellow sailors. You've got five minutes.''

Francis blinked. Spending the first minute standing eerily quiet as he soaked in all that information. They...he was sure they asked for a payment kind of deal. He'd even brought the money in bearer bonds. Was that a lie? In haste, he opened his comms, ``Captain, get us out of here on the double! That's an order.''

Thirty seconds passed on the commlink before the captain responded, ``I'm sorry, my lord. But they hampered the engines in their attack.''

``T-Then attack them!'' He shouted, ``It's only one ship, and this cruiser is loaded with weaponry. Blow them to kingdom come!''

``We're surrounded, my lord.'' The captain explained, ``They have three cruisers onto us. Our sensors didn't pick them up, I believe we've been hacked.''

``H-Hac...'' Francis's throat dried. Coughing, he took a seat and pondered. Surely they wouldn't abandon him. He was their employer, he even owned several crew members on this ship as indentured servants. Under no circumstances would they ever just trade him off to pirates. They couldn't. They...

The room shifted again, returning back into its original state. Francis swiped through his A/R feed to call the captain, but the line had been blocked. ``Override!'' He ordered, patching him through directly to the main command, ``Captain Haggard, what is the meaning of this?''

After a long pause, the captain sighed on his end, ``I apologize, Lord Pryce. If I ever find myself in New Avalionian territory, I will turn myself in on the crimes of abandonment. But as captain, I must make the best decision for my crew.''

``You...you traitor!'' He screamed, ``I'll have you all court-martialed and hanged! I'll have your families and friends sold into permanent slavery, becoming nothing more than mindless drones only fit to be fucked by class three filth!'' Throwing his comms away, he reached for the cabinet and pulled out a gauss pistol. It had been ages since he fired one, but the lion wouldn't go out without a fight.

Huddling into a corner to the side of the door, he panted in anticipation of its opening. Minutes passed, sweat dripped from his shivering hands with each moment. He would get out of this. He was Lord Francis Pryce, people would come for him.

With a wisp of a sliding door, he opened fire. Again and again, he blasted his pistol at the entrance, hoping to obliterate anyone in his path and scare off those blasted pirates. He screamed, squeezing the trigger long after the blasts stopped. Holes riddled the doorway, with steam rising from the sudden impact.

``Sounds like you're out of rounds.'' Vicky shouted from the hallway. Pushing himself into a corner, Francis shakingly aimed the pistol at the figure stepping in. A large rhinoceros woman squeezed through his door, decked in armor that required specialized training from top military companies to use. A neon-blue mohawk stood atop her head, with golden rings adorning her horn as she looked down and smiled. ``Lord Pryce, I presume?''

``S-Stay back!'' He shouted, ``I...whatever you're captain is paying, I can triple it.''

Vicky tilted her head, smirking, ``Skipping the double already?'' The rhino said, shaking her head. Ripping the pistol out of his grasp, her heavy hands wrapped around his neck and pushed him against the wall, ``Sorry to say, but it won't work on me. The Captain really wants to see you. And I'm loyal to a fault.''

Struggling in her grasp, Francis cried out for air. His darkened room faded into black, the last thing to enter his gaze being Vicky's sadistic little glare. Someone would come for him.

Someone had to.

***

She had plenty of memories in this hellhole. Ruth pondered on the scared little girl she used to be the last time she marched down the halls of this facility. Sold off to pay a debt, never knowing what sort of horrors would come, and surrounded by so many similar slaves that her plight seemed meaningless. They should have hurt, and a part of her wish they did. But she couldn't help but smile and feel oh so giddy at what was to come. Peering over her shoulder, she could tell that Alex had many similar fears she used to have. Course, it was buried behind a subservient smile, crawling on all fours like a feral as she pulled him by a collar.

``This is going to be a very fun day, bitch.'' She cooed, pulling him close but keeping him on the ground. The sissfied lion purred, brushing his caged up cock against her leg like he'd been taught. The more he debased himself, the more she liked him. And he knew damn well that her being happy was his job. ``Such a good boy.'' Ruth said, petting her slave's scalp. Alex said nothing, accepting her touch with the affection of a loyal, if slightly broken, slave.

She was almost worried for what she'd do to him tonight.

A busty raccoon with wide hips entered through the sliding doors, ``Captain.'' Penny said, holding her hands behind her and puffing out those knockers, ``Me and Davis have done what we can for the machine but...well what you're asking for is pretty difficult. We were able to jury rig it, but it might only got two uses in it.''

``How safe is it?'' Ruth asked, scratching a finger under Alex's chin, ``Are there any risks of death?''

The coon woman shook her head, ``No ma'am, though the pain reducers are running at minimum. It's a miracle we were able to get them running at all, but you requested we get that up and running.''

She shuddered, knowing full well how painful that machine had been. ``Thank you, Penny. I know this was a bit out of you and Davis's specialty, but you're both the best engineers I have.''

Penny blushed, ``It's no problem captain...but...''

Ruth raised her brow, ``But?'' She asked, stepping closer and standing a foot over the raccoon.

Penny shivered in the captain's shadow. Taking a deep breath, she exhaled and said, ``Well...ya see, me and Davis have been a couple for a while now, and we've both been wanting to add a little spice into our relationship. Problem is, the only spice we really found ourselves enjoying was when we got to sandwich your personal bitch in.'' Ruth nodded along, remembering the video feeds fondly of that event. ``And, well, he's yours. We can't ask for you to give him up from time to time. And we don't want a fuckhole that has been ridden by everyone on the ship all the time.''

``You want a personal slave.'' Ruth said.

Penny nodded, ``More than just personal. We'd like one we could train from the ground up, preferably early so they grow into it. But they're expensive, and while your paychecks are great, we can't afford what we'd like the next time we dock.''

Smiling, Ruth patted her engineer on the cheek, ``Considering how personal this little endeavor is, I'd say you've earned extra. How's triple your salary for one time sound?''

Penny's face went pale. ``T-trip...'' she sputtered out, unable to say it. Ruth nodded, opening her mouth to speak only to stop at a new message popping up in her feed. Reading it from her first mate, the Hyena smiled and tightening her grip on Alex's leash.

``That's my offer, Penny. Take it or leave it. Meanwhile, I want you in the champer ASAP. The show is about to start.''

Stepping through the shoddy halls of the abandoned facility, Ruth smiled as she pondered over what exactly she'd say to the man who changed her. A little quip about revenge? A serious scowl about how she was about to ruin him? The hyena shook her head, unable to decide.

She still had no idea what to say when she reached the laboratory, the room where it all happened to her. The hyena stared at the transformation pod with painful memories gripping at her heart. Such a scared little girl she was, crying and pleading to be let go, claws digging into the arms of the men pushing her into it. That little girl banged fruitlessly against the window, screaming at the top of her lungs for mercy. All she got was a dull expression of the lion back at her, as though she was nothing more than a product.

She was. Looking back to Alex, she expected to treat him just the same with this whole thing. But now? Now he wasn't just some product to her. He was her product, her property. What came next would hurt him dearly, but she wouldn't abandon him because of it. She liked having personal holes to play with, and he had the cutest little face when she hurt him.

Francis roared in the background, ``What is the meaning of this!''

Ruth's smile grew painfully wide at his voice. Turning her head, she saw the proud noble held over Vicky's shoulder. A mighty lion reduced to nothing more than a ragdoll in the rhinoceros's hands. She giggled, gripping Alex's leash tight with each beat of her heart.

Her first mate dropped the lion to the floor, hands, and feet still bound. The rhino wasted no time in pulling up to his knees by the mane, ignoring his whimpers. ``I'll have you all turned into drones for this!'' He roared, ``New Avalon will look for me! You think you can just kidnap a noble and go unpunished?''

In a flash, Ruth drew the sword she'd taken from Alex's former mentor, bringing the blade to Francis's throat, ``Yes. Especially after we release the blackmail information. But that's above your head, for now, Lord Pryce.''

``W-What do you want with me?'' He quivered, eyes dead focused on the hyena. Not once did he peer over to the effeminate lion boy he had for a son. And yet, Alex didn't even peep, kneeling dutifully on his knees and leaning against Ruth's legs like a good little sissy. Such an obedient little pet.

``What do I want with you? Oh gee, that's a tough one.'' Ruth giggled, pulling her sword back, ``Why on great holy terra would I want you here? It's not like you and I have a history with this place.''

``Y-You're a slave from here?'' He asked. She nodded. The lion's face went pale, ``L-Look, I'm sure what I did to you was just business. Nothing personal. B-Besides, I'm just a businessman, you should be after the scientists or guards. They're the ones who took joy in this. They are the ones who tortured you. I just paid them.''

``Paid them to take my cunt and give me a cock.'' She growled, ``Paid them to shove a crying girl into this tank, coming out with a different tool entirely. And I doubt you even know which girl I'm referring to. You saw so many get pushed in, so many begging for mercy, yet you didn't stop it. Cause you had a profit to make.''

Alex hugged her leg tighter. She smiled, seeing the lion's eyes shift down to the boy. ``See someone familiar?'' She asked, petting her personal bitch's head.

``Y-You...'' He gulped, ``What did you do to my son?''

Rolling her eyes, Ruth tilted her head and continued to pet Alex, ``I turned him into a loyal pet. Every night I fuck him, and every morning he sucks me off. He used to cry during it all, but now he just loves it.'' Hooking a finger under the boy's chin, she had him look up to her and asked, ``Don't you, bitch?''

``Yes Mistress,'' He said without hesitation, ``This one loves your fat cock inside him.''

Her heart fluttered. Such a cute little morsel stuck to her leg. Her joy only to be ruined by the self righteous rant of his father claiming that she's nothing but a monster. Of course she was, no one survives in her line of work without being a little monstrous. Doesn't mean she couldn't have a little fun with it.

``I-Isn't that enough?'' Francis asked, ``You turned my son into your slave, what else could you want from me?''

She blinked, her smile fading. Did he seriously try to...she looked down to her slave. Alex still smiled, but a tear slipped down his cheek. Ruth had known Lord Pryce would be selfish. That he would beg and squeal to be let go. But he didn't even hesitate in casting aside what his son had become. No cursing of her, no bargaining to fix him, nothing.

Ruth was a monster. But Francis was scum. Grabbing Alex by his headfur, she pulled him up to stand and lifted the key to his cage from her neck, ``Take your cage off and get hard.'' She ordered. Key in hand, Alex froze. He blinked up to her, earning a quick snarl from his mistress before following her instruction. Letting go of him, Ruth pushed her foot against Lord Pryce's shoulder and forced the older lion against his back, ``You've hurt a lot of lives, Lord Pryce.''

``You...you dare compare me to you?!'' He shouted, ``I-''

Ruth silenced him with a dead knight's sword against his throat, ``I wasn't finished.'' The pirate said, smiling wide, ``You've hurt a lot of lives, but so have I. The difference between us is that I'm some lowly space pirate, destined to be captured by some higher authority. While you are a noble, someone who has cemented their power not by their own hand, but by their ancestors. Sure, you have continued to grow it, but you can't really fall unless some other noble does you in. That's what you feared, the other nobles. Frankly, I think that's a load. So your reign ends here.''

Teary eyes looked up to her, ``P-Please, don't kill me...I can give you your original genitalia back. Even better, I can-''

She laughed, a slow giggle turning into a maddening cackle that shot the core of everyone watching. ``First off, I've had this cock for much longer. I've accepted it.'' She said, peering over her shoulder to find her personal little pet nice and erect. Grabbing him by the collar, she positioned him above his father, ``Second, I'm not gonna kill you. You'll only wish I did. Alex, be a dear and give your father a makeover.''

Without delay, the young lion started jacking his small cock. Francis struggled, ordering his son to cease. Not that his words could reach the boy anymore. Alex only followed Ruth's commands now, like a perfect and loyal little slave. Biting his lip, the lion boy came, spurting droplets of seed across the older man's face and mane.

She cradled his panting face into her chest, ``Good boy.'' Ruth whispered, ``Did you enjoy tugging your rod?'' The hyena asked, ears perking as the pod opened up next to her.

``Y-Yes...Mistress...'' Alex said between pants, barely standing from just a simple orgasm. No, she trained him better than that. It must have been the shock of humiliating his father. Part of Ruth wanted to just hold him in her arms forever.

But she had a plan to follow. ``Good, cause it's the last time you'll ever touch it.'' Before he could respond, she tossed him into the pod, ``Take a deep breath, sweetie.''

The lion stared at her in bewilderment as the pod doors closed. Terror crossing his eyes, he raced to the window as liquid filled the vat. Ruth waved, a content smile plastered on her face before giving one little kiss to the vat. Her gaze shifted downward, noting the blank terror across Francis's face.

``You're familiar with this machine, right?'' She asked, knowing full well he was, ``This little thing that gave me my cock.''

``W-What are you doing to him?''

``Giving him an extra hole.'' She explained, ``His ass is getting too loose for me.''

``How is this justice?!'' He squealed, ``You're doing no better than-'' Alex's screams filled the void between them.

``I never said I was better.'' Ruth said, gently knocking against the window, ``I never said this was justice. I'm not some blind fool who thinks they are the hero in their story. I know fully well that I'm a villain, a bad guy, and it doesn't bother me. Besides, you don't care about your son right now.'' Her boot dragged down his shirt, pressing tight against the lion's crotch, ``You're more worried about what I'm gonna do to you.''

Francis's rebuke had been cut off by a Joyous little ding sounding off behind her. The pod opened, with Alex rolling out to be caught between her arms. His thin frame remained the same, and his wet matted hands grasped her in tight embrace, ``Welcome back, my pet.'' She whispered, ``How do you feel?''

``I...'' He blinked, his body shaking, ``Everything hurts...Mistress...something is different.''

Peering over the boy's shoulder to see Francis's paralyzed gaze, she smiled and snuck a finger under the boy's wet skirt. One feel was enough to confirm it all. To make Alex squeal in shock and bring Ruth's erection against her tight suit.

``Your machine is broken!'' The boy's father laughed, ``You brought me here for revenge, but this old machine doesn't even work.''

Lips to her slave's ear, she whispered, ``Turn around and show your father your new hole.'' Alex nodded, smiling with a broken will as he turned around and lifting his wet skirt. Francis's mouth hung open in shock, too frozen to even breath. Leaning against her boy, she reached around him and pushed a finger against those virgin folds that replaced his caged cock. ``Oh, I think it worked very well, Frannie.''

``Y-You turned him into a girl?''

``Nope,'' Ruth said, shaking her head, ``He's still your son, still a boy. My boi to be specific. But he just lost his cock, like I lost my vag. I turned your precious brat into my personal cuntboy.''

``W..w...'' He choked on his words.

Her boot dug deeper, making him squeal, ``Well, two reasons. One, as I previously said, his ass was getting too loose. Can't just stick my dick down his urethra, the medical costs would be too much for repeated use. Two,'' She stepped off and pulled the lion up with strength given to her from years as a pirate, ``I wanted to test run it for you.''

``N-No!'' He cried, tossed into the pod. Still cuffed, he crawled up to stand as the doors closed, ``Please! I beg you! I-'' Cries silenced with the seal. A pity for Ruth, she would have loved to hear them all the more.

Shoving Alex against the window, she pulled her cock out and whispered, ``How do you feel about giving your father a show with your deflowering?'' Biting his lips, a broken smile emerged. Holding his hands against the pod, she pressed Alex's chest against the bare window where Francis's fruitlessly kicked away. The head of her cock teased his folds, feeling them dripping all over her. ``Oh...dirty boi.'' Ruth cooed, ``You're loving this, aren't you?''

``Y-Yes...'' He muttered, the liquid slowly filling the pod before them, ``Yes, Mistress...''

``Well...'' She breathed down his neck, eyeing the father holding his breath as the nanite filled liquid enveloped him, ``Let's make it loud for him.'' She plunged into Alex's tight cunt, painfully spreading the virgin hole against her cock. The lion boy's mouth hung wide in silent pain, soon screaming in pain and pleasure as she thrusted into him and bit into his neck. She tasted a small bit of blood across her tongue, heard his sniffling, as tears rolled from his eyes. That broken smile staring back into her as she fucked him harder and harder, her crew cheering her on and muffling the screams that broke the pods barrier.

Ruth came first, filling up Alex's womb with her seed. Alex hadn't reached orgasm, silently pleading for more that the hyena was willing to give before the pod opened up. Francis fell out, or rather, what used to be Francis. The gruff and masculine lion's frame had shrunk considerably, his pectorals becoming massive breasts, his body shaped into an hourglass figure, and, of course, his genitalia gone.

She couldn't really call Francis Francis anymore.

``Rise and shine, Francine.'' She cackled, pulling out of Alex and holding the boy under her arm. The lioness laying on the floor had slipped out of her cuffs thanks to the transformation, but the sudden full body gender shift had taken too much energy from her.

She growled, ``How dare...'' She stopped, staring off into an abyss upon hearing her feminine tone, ``M-My voice...what did...'' Pulling herself up, she noticed those lovely tits hanging from her. She squealed, covering herself before Ruth's band of merry pirates.

``Now, now, Francine,'' Ruth said, grabbing the lioness's headfur and pulling hard to force a shriek, ``Show my crew your assets. They're gonna be real personal with them later.''

Shaking her head, she pleaded, ``Y-you can't! T-this is too much.''

``Too much?'' Ruth threw her head back in laughter, ``This isn't even the most extreme thing slave traders do, you stupid little whore.'' With a snap of her fingers, Vicky stood next to the two and latched a collar around their new shipslut, ``First Mate, take her to the brig and give her some nutrients. Then inform everyone that the ship has a new stress toy.''

With a nod, the rhinoceros dragged the tearful lioness away. For so many years, Ruth had imagined doing what Lord Pryce did to her back at him, taking him to her bed and deflowering him. It didn't work out as planned but...the hyena shrugged, very few things ever did. Holding her personal slave between her arms, she nuzzled his neck, ``Why don't we finish this in my quarters? You need to know what it's like to have a proper orgasm.''

Alex, in his own broken way, smiled and nodded, ``Yes, Mistress. Thank you for offering this piece of meat a chance at such pleasure.''

``You're my piece of meat,'' She growled seductively, ``And I take care of my things, after I condition them properly.''

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