Stumped Part 3
GAY, WARNING, BODY MODS
John\'s odyssey continues..
` John knew the drugs that Turner was giving him were causing the changes that
he felt. It was Turner wh was to blame for the amputation of his arms and legs
and his castration. `

He was angry but could do nothing ablout it.

His mind was now clear after weeks of hallucinatory drugs and he understood
everything that had happened.

He was angry, he wanted to escape his captors and their cruel actions but he
was dependent on them for everything.

The tubes that fed him also carried the drugs that were transforming his body.

The dilemma was playing on his mind, twisting it and making him more violently
angry and aggressive.


“By now he realises what we are doing to his body. He will become more
aggressive and violent. This is partly due to his mental state and much more
due to the drugs which contain a variety of chemicals that cause the
aggressive behaviour.” Turner said, addressing the team of military officers
visiting his facility.

“We will push a new high power combination into him over the next 24 hours.
This will be the final test. We will release him into the pen and watch the
results at that point. He will then be available for organ harvesting. This
provides substantial economic benefit to the program.”

The officers were impressed. The man that had been John was no longer visible
for the drugs had transformed his once lithe body into a strange misshapen
creature, not able to speak or move. His stumped legs and arms prevented any
problems handling him. His obvious aggressiveness was an excellent result.

Turner’s group’s project to develop a drug that could be given to soldiers
before battle was progressing well.

Turner was happy the meeting had gone well. The latest round of drug
combinations was a great improvement on the earlier versions. The subject’s
alertness was much better and the detrimental physical affects had been
reduced. The voice had been affected but even that was better.

It also meant that the resale value of the subject’s organs would be greater.
Turner was very pleased.


John felt his body was on fire. He could do nothing to stop it happening.

“You know son, you are on the cutting edge of science” the now familiar voice
of Turner said as john lay writhing with the pain the drugs caused.

“We are almost finished. Almost at the end of this ordeal!”

Turner motioned to the attendants who picked up John’s stumped body and
carried it through a door into a pen that was more like a wild garden, with
brush and a pond and trees. For John it was the first taste of the outside in
months.

He could smell the air, hear distant roadway noises ….

The attendants let him off his leash and ran back through the door slamming it
shut behind them.

John saw a shape move in the brush. His new instincts took over. He moved
rapidly on his stumps and ravaged the small rodent with his teeth.

Turner smiled, the technique was improving.


Reynolds watched the videotape of the events Turner had given him. It was
fascinating to see how the handsome young man had been turned into a rat-
eating beast. John’s aggression turned into a weapon for Turner’s use.

Pity that the boy would ultimately end up being used for transplant parts, but
he had other concerns....the new subject was due . Turner paid well for his
work. This time only he had only to castrate the man, pity really, he enjoyed
doing far more interesting modifications.

  

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