Ethan, part three
The Doctor takes things much further, changing not only Ethans mind, but his body as well.
The hard, cold metal stung his naked skin as Ethan lay down on the steel slab like table in the centre of the room. His voice was still that of a dogs, and pathetic whimpers were all that came from his lips.
The Doctor strapped Ethan’s wrists and ankles to the table using thick leather straps. “You’ve no idea just how lucky you are, Ethan, being born to look so average, you are the perfect candidate” he said in an almost affectionate tone. “Ethan, you may speak English again” He added as an after thought.
“Please…don’t do this, I have a life, this isn’t fair!” He half sobbed, half whispered. “I’ll do anything, just…What are you going to do to me?” he asked. It was very clear that the Doctor had no intention on letting Ethan go.
The Doctor was now with his back to Ethan, taking bottles from a steel cabinet and placing them on a small table. “You’re life is mine now, Ethan, and as for what I am going to do to you….” He turned around with a fairly large syringe, and a very large grin. “I think I will leave that as a surprise for you” He approached Ethan and used a small Alcohol wipe to clean the boys neck.
Ethan lay there on the bed, trembling all over, his eyes closed tightly. There was a sudden sharp pain in his neck, followed by the sensation of something cold trickling down his throat.
The next thing he was aware of, was a very bright light, right above him. Slowly the blurred light came into focus, and he could see the fluorescent lights and white tiled ceiling of….his heart sank as he realised just where he was.
“You certainly took your time to wake up” Came the Doctors voice. “No no, remain still until the effects of the drugs are mostly gone” he said, coming over and leaned over Ethan, smiling down at him.
The Doctor was wearing surgical gear. His hair covered, a mouth mask pulled down around his throat, an apron with a small amount of blood.
Ethan’s eyes widened at the sight of that. “What…did you do?” he asked, his throat rough and dry. He was still strapped down, and his entire body felt heavy and weak.
“Firstly, how many fingers am I holding up?” The Doctor asked, then sighed “Ethan, you will answer every question I ask you. How many fingers am I holding up?”
Ethan answered each question he was asked. Once the Doctor was satisfied that Ethan’s mental abilities were back to normal, he gently poured a little water into Ethan’s mouth.
“I have implanted you with…a number…of microscopic robots. They are located within your skull, at each of your vertebrae, within your genitals and your heart. As we speak, they are spreading throughout your entire body and will soon be attached to every single cell you have” he grinned a rather disturbing grin. “They duplicate themselves you see, I implanted them at strategic locations to minimise the time they would need to fully…infest you I suppose would be the correct term” he laughed.
Ethan listened with wide eyes. His body was full of tiny robots?! “But, what? Why would you…” He was cut off by the Doctor
“Ethan, silence.” The Doctor said, unstrapping the boy. “They completed their first objective, to infest you, half an hour ago. I then commanded you, whilst unconscious, to heal yourself.” He grinned, “All of your wounds are healed, not so much as a scratch on you”
Ethan remained silent. It was far too much to think that the Doctor simply wanted to make him heal fast.
“You have still not figured it out?” The Doctor asked, raising an eyebrow and smiled. “Your mind is mine, and now so is your body. Ethan, stand, keep your eyes on me…”
Ethan found himself standing, his eyes remained fixed on the Doctor. He was now stood by the operating table, fully naked. “I have programmed them with a few DNA strains, I will be sure to increase their range at a future date” The Doctor informed Ethan, slowly walking over to him, dragging a large object covered with a cloth.
“These are just a few…tester improvement, do not worry, we will get far more creative…” The Doctor pulled back the covered, revealing a mirror.
His reflection stared back at him, mouth hanging open slightly, his expression one of utter confusion and horror.
His hair, once fairly short and messy, was now dirty blond, long on top with buzzed sides and back and pushed back into a modern style.
Ethan’s face was more angular, with a strong jaw, straight nose and more stubble than he had ever had before.
His shoulders, arms and torso were bulging with tight, firm muscle, and a dusting of body hair, enough to be manly, but not so much that he was bear like.
His legs, too were muscular and well shaped. He had to be 6"5 now, at least. Behind him an ample bubble butt jutted out, complete with its own light hair coating.
All of these changes would have been great, any man would have done anything to look like this. He was handsome, well built, the perfect man, almost.
Ethan’s eyes were fixed on his crotch. Where once hung an average, but perfectly acceptable cock and balls, was now neatly trimmed pubic hair, surrounding two plump, vertical lips.
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“Yes, yes quite amazing” The Doctor said, coming over and stood next to Ethan “So handsome, so masculine, and yet not a Man at all!” He grinned enthusiastically. “In all other areas you are male, but your genitalia and reproductive system is female…Stunning” he sighed contently, running a hand down Ethan’s thick, muscular arm.
Tears were streaming down Ethan’s face, he silently stared at his reflections pussy, praying that when he looked down between his legs, he would till have a cock. That didn’t happen, of course. He looked down and let out a mortified cry.
“Oh, Ethan, It can be reversed, I can give you a cock again, I can give you two, or perhaps a horses cock? How about a literal third leg?” The Doctor smirked, that dark look back in his eyes.
“Ethan, Touch your pussy, play with it, explore it” The Doctor commanded softly.
Ethan felt his right hand move to between his legs. An entirely new, alien sensation washed over him. Pleasure, oh yes it was pleasurable. His middle finger gently slid between his velvety soft lips, gently exploring his new body part.
He gasped lightly and panted, wanting not to enjoy it as much as he was. Just as the wonderful sensation began to over take his humiliation and disgust, The Doctor spoke.
“Ethan, on all fours, good boy!” The Doctor said, grinning as Ethan dropped to all fours. “There’s a good boy! Lets see…Ethan, you will now grow a canine tail, that of a…German Shepherd” He said, having taken a moment to consider his choice.
Ethan screamed suddenly. A burst of white hot pain pulsated from the area just above his ass. Along with his pain filled cries, the sound of cracking bone could be heard as the new appendage was formed. “Ethan, your ears will reshape into the form of a German Shepherds ears.” He added, biting his lip as Ethan rolled over in pain.
The Doctor watched the poor boy changing, his ears lengthening and turning pointed, dark hairs beginning to grow on them, as well as his newly grown tail. The Doctor reached down and began stroking his growing bulge, watching his boy in blissful agony as he did.
Ethan was unsure how long he had been quiet now. The pain had faded away, but he was still trembling all over, sweaty and scared to move from fear of another burst of agony. There was something behind him, he could feel it and knew full well that it was his new tail. His ears too felt alien. Larger, furry and more sensitive.
“Ethan, sit!” Came the Doctors voice. Ethan moved quickly, sitting just like a Dog would when commanded. “Ethan, once again you are unable to speak any human language, you have the voice of a dog” The Doctor said, taking something from a cabinet.
The Doctor lent down and fastened a heavy leather collar around Ethan’s neck, chuckling as Ethan began barking and growling, no doubt cursing The Doctors name, threatening him and the like.
“Ethan, just so you know, I can command your heart to stop, I could Have your body fully reform into a pig, or simply melt away into semen” The Doctor said, smiling as Ethan fell silent and whimpered softly, his tail between his legs. “Good boy…accept your fate Ethan” He smiled, pointing to the stairs “Follow”
The Doctor left the basement, Ethan following on all fours behind him.