Jon, Zoe, Athena, Brent and Stan all felt a chilling, crawling sensation when they saw the bald man and his giant, mute companion. There was something deeply... wrong about him.
"It's been such a long time since we've had visitors, hasn't it, Rudolph?" said the bald man.
"Thbrlblb," slurred the huge blond man in an unintelligible garble.
"Please, line up by the bars so that I may examine you," said the man.
The group just stared at him, blinking, totally unwilling to do anything he asked. They had no idea what he wanted, but they were sure that being the subjects of his "experiments" was not going to be a good idea.
The bald man waited in silence for a few minutes, then said, "I see that this group is no more cooperative than the last, Rudolph. Fetch me a smoking rock."
The huge man grunted, then turned and left the room.
"Although I cannot, in honesty, assure you that I mean you no harm," said the small man, "I can tell you that you will be much more... comfortable if you cooperate with me, rather than resisting me. Please line up along the bars so that I may examine you."
The group found themselves moving as far away from the creepy little man as they could get in the cage. The hulking brute returned a few minutes later with a smoke-filled purple glass cylinder.
"Thank you Rudolph, please throw it inside," said the bald man.
With a grunt, Rudolph threw the cylinder into the cage, and the glass shattered against the floor just behind the pool. A familiar, sweet-smelling purple smoke rose around Jon, Stan, Brent, Zoe and Athena. Jon felt his tiny penis becoming impossibly hard, and his lubricated asshole ached to have something inside it. He blinked back the smoke, trying to control or ignore the unbearable horniness that swept over him, but he quickly found himself lying on the floor, ramming Brent's detached dildo-cock deep inside his rear end, desperately seeking release. He was barely aware of the huge, strong hands that grasped him and carried him out of the open cage door. He saw Athena's squat, pig-snouted body riding Zoe's massive cock, and he was aware of Stan ramming his twin cocks inside of Brent, but apart from heightening his horniness he couldn't even think of doing anything else. He cried out in protest when his hands were locked into manacles against the wall, and screamed in frustration when the giant dildo was pulled out of his slick, sensitive butthole, because his tiny cock was painfully hard and he now had no way to seek release.
Gradually, the smoke faded, and Jon calmed down enough to see what was going on. The others were lying in the cage, exhausted, and flaccid where applicable. Rudolph was standing by the entrance to the room, and Jon was chained to a wall facing the cage. The little bald man was standing in front of him, examining his tiny cock with interest.
"I must say, you have the smallest penis I've ever seen, and I've seen some small ones," said the man, in a polite but businesslike manner.
"How..." gasped Jon.
"How did it get so small?" asked the man, "I'm sure you would be in a better position to answer that than I am. Were you always unusually small, or have you had an encounter in the dungeon that made it more so?"
"No..." Jon said, pointing at Rudolph.
"Oh, how was it that Rudolph was unaffected by the smoking rock?" replied the man, "Quite interesting, really. He was one of my early experiments, and I managed to make him completely devoid of any sexuality at all. The smoking rock can't arouse him because, quite simple, there isn't anything to arouse. The only way he derives pleasure is from following my instructions. This was more difficult to do than you might imagine; even eunuchs have vestiges of sexual drives. Still, I find him quite useful."
He touched Jon's penis. Jon felt himself ejaculate as hard as he had ever come in his life, and milk streamed out of his nipples. A tiny drop of come dribbled down the end of his tiny cock.
"Well, there really isn't much there, is there?" said the man. "And yet you have quite... profoundly developed female sexual characteristics. Have you looked at yourself in the mirror?"
"No..." said Jon.
"Oh, well, you simply must!" said the man. "Rudolph, fetch me the mirror!"
Soon, a large full-length mirror was rolled in front of Jon. He gasped as he saw himself. He looked like a nerd's wet dream. In addition to his huge breasts, Jon saw that he sported a ridiculous hourglass shape, with wide hips and a tiny waist. His face looked completely female, with unnaturally bright red lips, and long black eyelashes. His huge, pointed ears stuck out of his long, blonde hair, still slick with the oily fluid from the slide. His hands and feet were dainty and delicate, and he had hardly any muscle tone on his arms at all. His tiny penis, now flaccid, was little more than a bump on an otherwise smooth and hairless crotch. Soft, it was too short to hang down, instead pointing sadly forward at a 45 degree angle. It was only an inch long and nearly that wide.
"Were you male or female before you entered the dungeon?" asked the man.
"Male..." said Jon, still shocked by his appearance.
"Interesting!" said the man. "I wonder what will happen when I do this..." and with that, he jammed a syringe into Jon's groin, just above his flaccid member. Jon cried out in pain, then cried out again as a painful burning sensation spread out from the injection.
"Watch closely," said the man, "You will perhaps find this nearly as interesting as I do."
As Jon watched, horrified and in pain, his tiny cock shrank even smaller. It seemed to be pulling back into his crotch, creating a small indentation around itself. Jon also felt the burning feeling in his balls - even though his scrotum had retracted long before, his tiny balls still hid just below the skin of his crotch. Now, however, he felt them pulling deep inside his pelvis, and saw that the skin of his groin was forming the unmistakeable lips of a vulva.
As the burning sensation spread out from his groin, Jon saw his hips narrowing and his waist thickening. Abdominal muscles became visible in his stomach and his legs started to gain some muscle definition as well. The burning spread up his chest, and soon his nipples dried up and his breasts began to shrink into flat, masculine pectoral muscles. The burning spread down his arms and up across his face.
After a few minutes, the pain subsided, and Jon saw a hairless, but unmistakably masculine version of himself in the mirror. He still had long blond hair, and long pointed ears, but now his jaw was more square and he had the body of an athlete. And in the middle of his legs was a large, swollen and puffy vagina.
The bald man reached down and picked up Brent's dildo-cock from where it lay on the floor in his gloved hand. He took it in both fists and rammed it up inside Jon's newly female nether regions. Jon felt a shock of pleasure, uncomfortably similar to the feeling the thing had made when he rammed it up his ass, except that the huge dildo felt tiny and loose in his cunt.
Brent gasped in pleasure from the cage.
The bald man let go of the dildo, and it started to slide out of Jon's new pussy. He tried to hold it in, but his cunt was simply too wide and loose, and the massive dildo flopped onto the stone floor, landing balls-first. Brent let out an agonized grunt as his rubbery nutsack hit the floor.
"Fascinating," said the man, "Apparently reversing your sex also turned your tiny penis into a huge and gaping vagina. I wonder how we will fill it? Alas, we will have to do this later, as I have other work to do."
With that, the man turned and left the room, followed by Rudolph. Jon was left chained to the wall, feeling hornier than ever, and completely unable to do anything about it.
