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18. I5: New Developments

17. I5: Resistance efforts

16. Hate and Fate

15. ---SEVERAL MONTHS LATER---

14. Day 9

13. It's Cold In the Empty Void

12. Things Hit Home

11. They Taketh Away and They Give

10. Approaching Storm On the Horiz

9. Flipping Through the Programmi

8. Smells Like Change

7. Horror, Now Coming To You LIVE

6. Infamous and Invisible

5. Black Friday Clearance: Everyt

4. We Are The Infamous Five

3. Outbreak

2. The Rise of the Infamous Five

1. You Are What You Wish

I5 New developments

on 2013-11-02 00:50:04

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It's been more than two years since my wife was modified, Nearly a whole year since I've been pimping her out to feed her new diet. She's become a more prominent member in the ever growing modified community, not just for her outstanding commitment to the numerous charities and foundations for the modified but also for her business set up to help those modified like her profit from their misfortune.

I had become tired of dealing with putting personals in papers or online, My wife had become frustrated when people would just answer the ads only to ogle at her modification and then become freaked out or scared or just laugh at her and then leave without payment or feeding her so she asked me to do something about it. I felt bad for her and relieved at the same time. It was the first time in months since my wife actually made me feel somewhat useful. My manhood was merely a snack to her now, no matter how much I came in her face it wasn't quite enough to meet her new dietary needs. She needed at least three or four large loads of semen a day or she became tired, dizzy and extremely hungry.

She explained to me once what happens when she gets really hungry, instead of getting an aching feeling in her throat and a rumbling of her stomach she feels an instense warmth develop in the pit of her stomach and travel gradually up her esophagus. When it reaches her throat it produces a feeling similar to when she used to get horny, only centrilized between her eyes and not her legs. Her nose becomes super sensitive to smells and erects from it's clitoral hood, fueling her arousal/hunger. Her nose is fine tuned to detect the scent of any male in her vicinity, able to detect somehow the size and virility of any sperm producing organ in her sights just from the smell alone. Her mouth begins to water and she drools lubricant as her throat begins to ache and spasm in hunger. She says it makes her super aroused to go hungry, Her clit nose locked into a permanent erect state until she sates her hunger.

She explained to me that she was afraid of ever becoming so hungry that she would probably lose her mind. I shared the same concern so I bowed my head in despair as I put together a new plan to help her out.

I created a website and registered it with the local business authority in order to offer my wifes "services" to any paying local customer, any male or modified welcome as long as they pay a small fee. A full medical bio was put up about my wife's condition and how she needed to do this in order to live, Pictures of her modification and of her fully nude body were put up as well to those who offered "donations" or wished to become a part-time client. It started out small at first. Appointments were set up through the site after they payed the fee through a credit card, and he would work out the details of where they would meet to do the deed. My wife was grateful of the work I did and showed me extra appreciation that night of her first newly scheduled clients. She said they were wonderful people, and not like the sleazeballs she'd been sucking off for the past year.

As time went on the site grew and soon he was booking VIP appointments for an extra fee for those unwilling to wait three months for the next available open appointment.

What surprised me the most was how many of her new clients were actually modified themselves. I would often schedule appointments with a lot of women from a neighboring town who had been modified, large penises had replaced their vaginas and nipples giving them a total of three huge cocks each. A lot of their boyfriends and husbands left them after their change, leaving them with their own needs left unfulfilled. The site was soon flooded by requests for appointments with his wife by all these women seeking relief and comfort. My wife loved the new influx of customers and food, but asked me to only book one of the tri-dicked women once a day since they were very adamant at not only stuffing her face but "breast-feeding" her as well so to speak, which left her feeling stuffed and bloated. Soon the modified clients outnumbered the normal men on the site, even those modified from other counties and cities seeked out her services from word of mouth alone.

The site started to gather other attention as well, similarly sexually afflicted modified people started to write letters asking for employment or at least offer their services on the site as well. There was two other women from neighboring states that had the same mod my wife had who asked if they could possibly work alongside my wife. Soon our little business had grown, what was once just a side gig to provide money for us while I was laid off took off into it's own full blown business.

The site featured bios of the three vagina faced women, my wife included as well as extra services from other "employees" we have featured.

There was the woman whose digestive system was modified so she could only ingest semen, like my wife and the other two women. However she got off easy as she looks normal enough besides her extra pouty lips.

There was another small asian woman that had grown an eternally erect eight inch penis that replaced her original pussy. However she had pair of testicles attached to her dick the size of beach balls. She's often seen using her own balls as a seat since they're very large and durable. My wife was estatic when I "hired" the little asian girl with the humongous balls, and enjoys feeding from her as often as the other girls. It's strange, instead of an office water cooler the girls usually hang around the little asian womans large testicles and gossip with eachother in sign language while occasionally face fucking her permanantly erect dick. Sometimes I feel pity for her, but she's happy enough and she loves the girls as much as they love her. The other condition with the little asian woman is that all that mass in her testicles had to come from somewhere during her modification, and unfortunately it came from her arms and legs. She's completely limbless, not even stumps are left over from when her body absorbed her limbs to create her new balls. She's always sexually frustrated and helpless to relieve the pressure in her testicles so I took pity on her plight and hired her. The girls are always willing to help and she has her own bio on the site for those interested in her, suprisingly alot of young men love to pay to help her out.

Another employee that we hired was a thirty year old man. I was reluctant to hire him at first but after I heard his story and of his modification I felt I had no choice. This guy probably had it the worst of all of them so far. Through the site he told me of his condition, he was a normal average thirty year old married man below the neck, but above his collar bone his head had been altered drastically. Attached to his neck was not a normal male head but an obscenely large pair of firm jiggly female buttocks. No sign of his former head was left in the expanse of apple bottom booty on his neck, no eyes, no mouth, no nose. He explained that there was indeed an extra anus on his face that had replaced his nose as well as a small tight upside down female pussy located just below it. His digestive system was similar to my wifes as well as the only thing he could ingest was semen, he said it didn't matter which orifice was used however and in fact preferred to "take it in the nose" as he called it. His original genitals remained and he was happy to help feed the girls as well while offering his own "services" to be met.

The last employee was a recent hire, she was a seventeen year old girl. I was shocked that the I5 would drastically alter such a young girl until I found out her true story. She wasn't always a 17 year old girl, in fact she used to be a tall muscular man of thirty five. When her modifcation happened she lost nearly two feet in height giving her the miniscule stature of four foot five inches. She explained why she needed to work for the site as part of her modification included a clothing allergy, making her body itch and rash terribly if any clothing came in contact with her skin. And the other condition was that she could fed off of orgasms. Her metabolism had been rewired drastically, her body is locked in a constant state of intense sexual arousal. She described it as feeling like you're having sex every second of the day and just at the very peak of climax without ever going over. Masturbation only adds to her frustration and her body needs to orgasm in order to live. She doesnt ingest semen like the other girls, she feeds off of the sexual energy of her partner during sex and converts that into sustinence for her body somehow. She's a living sexual battery. The only way for her to climax is to engage in sex acts with another person, man or woman or whatever they may be just so long as their is body to body contact.

Even though my wife face fucks me daily, she has encouraged me to also help out the girls in their needs whenever I want to. She's encouraging me to fuck her friends and co-workers, it would be an absurd gesture if only what we were doing was just as so.

I've gotten more requests to sort through now, more and more modified people are requesting employment now and I've got to distinguish those from just people who want to pay to have sex and those that actually need it to live.

I had been neglecting my duties with the underground resistence against the I5 ever since the business had been taking off and completely forgot I was ever apart of it. My life was going to take a drastic turn once again after a mole had alerted the I5 to our past tracking attempts and the I5 were on a path of revenge to personally attack all those associated with the underground resistance, my name and address still was one among thousands in their now I5 hacked database.




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