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A mysterious resort on a pacific island, full of transformation. GP’s for good additions
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Chapter #3

Patrolling the Resort

    by: The1SwagKing Author IconMail Icon
You walked to the elevator, and rode it to the lobby, where you looked around in amazement at all the different changes that people had experienced on their stay. There was one woman with the tail of a mouse standing next to a three foot tall man with a dick so big it poked out of his shorts. Behind them there was a man being pulled into the vagina of some woman, and he seemed to be excited about it. A part of you was unnerved at all of these strange new occurrences, but another part of you was thrilled to be in the center of where it all went down.

You walked to the path lining the outside of the main hotel, and started to go on a patrol. You looked over to see a shopping center with many shops advertising things such as 'Slave Girls - Perfect for Any Harem' to 'Enlarge Your Tits Today'. The people here all had you amazed as well, with no one person being slightly unattractive. As you walked past the shopping center, you encountered an office building, built as high as a skyscraper, with businesses dedicated to all different types of exports to the mainland.

Transformed products were a billion dollar industry back home, and they were quite expensive if you wanted to pick some up for yourself. Your pal had once gotten his hand on a sex doll which could talk back, due to the poor girl that was stuck inside of it. You guys must have loaded that broad with so much cum she lost her mind. They of course had the cheap products, such as the gummy women that you could buy by the dozens at the corner market, but their fashion line was one expensive brand. A pair of underwear that used to be some bloke from Wisconsin would cost up to two hundred dollars.

You made your way past the busy skyscraper, and decided that it would be a good time to go get some coffee. You made your way back to the shopping center, making sure that you could find the starbucks knockoff you spotted on your way in. Walking inside, there was a big chalk menu hanging over the cashier, who was a beautiful black woman's head. The menu items ranged from Shrinking Cappuccino, to Gender Bending Latte, all the way to Espresso Inanimate. Not wanting that much of an adventure for now, you ordered a regular black coffee to the woman in front of you, who was giving you a flirtatious look.

"Would you like a shrunken woman to dunk in that today sir?" She asked, as your eyes lit up. Deciding to try new things, you nodded at the woman, thinking that if you were going to be here for some time you might as well try cannibalism. She poured your coffee into an open cup before handing it to you, and reached down into some bucket behind the counter to fish out a woman for you.

She withdrew a small Colombian girl, with curves to kill for, before handing her to you as well. Currency had long been abolished on the island,so you took your joe and your meal out the door, sitting on a bench overlooking the beach. As you sipped your coffee, you felt the girl struggle in your palm. Deciding to show her her place on the food chain, you stuck the woman in your mouth, before proceeding to take a sip from the hot drink.

She kicked and screamed, muted by your closed lips as you swallowed the liquid but kept the small Latin girl in your maw. You proceeded to torture her by swallowing the hot coffee, before you were nearly done with the drink. You withdrew her, and looked at her as you held her by her arm with your thumb and index finger. She was still fighting, so you lowered her slowly into your mouth, before dropping her on your teeth, and shutting your lips one last time. You swallowed the three inch tall girl, as she wriggled down your throat.

You could feel her exact journey as she made her way down to your stomach, where she continued to fight, until she stopped, as you assumed the acids must have gotten to her. Letting off a small burp, you decided that you would
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