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A possible suggestion would be to have Gloria fall in love with one of her son's male friends.  The son could invite him over to work on a project for school and end up having a meet cute moment with Gloria.  This could lead to some embarrassing scenes where the son walks in on his good friend and mother together.  Seeing them together could even inspire the son to try and talk his girlfriend into similar changes.

     Though it goes a bit against your writing preference, another option would be to have the son become so enamored with his mother's form that he decides to transform himself.  It could be a transformation similar to complimentary to hers.  This could also apply to his girlfriend, the transformation encouraged by his changed mother.

I like the suggestions but I must admit that I had a quite different idea that I intend to write down soon.

Redstar00's idea could also work nicely in a different story, more focused on the romance between the mother and her son's friend and how she might actually transform even further as a result.

First draft of the next part. Haven't decided yet what to do with Keira:

Three months had gone by and Sam's mother had adjusted to her new body, at least to a certain extend. She was still extremely uncomfortable with its more sexual aspects, even though they now made up a large portion of her anatomy. It was just too hard to overcome her shyness. As a result she had barely left the house since her transformation and when she did, it was always with some sort of cover or clothing. The incident in the subway hadn't helped.

At least she had accepted to being around nude at home early on. She could not hide her embarrassment when around her son but she was slowly getting used to it. Still, staying at home all the time wasn't good for her. She also needed some company to satisfy her libido. She was trying to suppress it, but Sam had seen her trying awkwardly to masturbate with her feet when she thought she was alone. Samuel already got an idea how to help her. It was her birthday today and he had organized the perfect gift.

“You like the omelette? First time I made it with blue mushrooms,” Gloria said, sitting on the opposite of the kitchen table.

She and her son were having breakfast together in the kitchen. Her anatomy was massively reduced now but she had learned a few tricks to still make herself useful. There were a lot of things she couldn't do without help anymore but making an omelette was not one of them. Doing what she was used to, helped her apparently to adjust. Sam could tell, though, from her expression that eating would take more time to getting used to. His mother was awkwardly sitting on a stool, using two feet to use fork and knife. She would cut the omelette into small pieces and carefully bring them to her purple anus. Sam was still fascinated by the sight of these little bites of food being suddenly sucked into her butthole, never to be seen again. He knew that she could still taste, despite the lack of a tongue. When he had decided on her changes, he hadn't thought about what this would mean when she went to the toilet, though. The first time she had been cursing like a sailor.

“Its good,” Sam replied absent-mindedly. He pulled out an envelope he had in his pocket. “By the way. Happy Birthday, mom.”

He handed over the envelope and watched her take out the card within. He smirked when he saw her eye going wide as she read it.

“Oh....oh thank you,” she answered, sounding a bit unsure. “You think this is the right thing to do?”

Sam smiled even more, having anticipated such a reaction,”Yes. You really deserve some time off. This place is perfect for you.”

The card contained a receipt for a booked 4 week stay at Greenhill Falls Resort. It was a wellness resort specialized for the needs of transformeed guests. That didn't just mean that the place was prepared to deal with all kind of restricted anatomies but also the increased sexuality of most transformees. The flyer advertised casual sex, professional sex workers, weekly orgies and other services that would surely help her mom to finally embrace her new form wholeheartedly.   

“I...I am not sure,” Gloria began to stammer.

“Oh come on. You will like it. Take a risk,” Sam said. “You got nothing to lose, anyway.”

“I...I suppose.”

She didn't seem too convinced but accepted the gift nonetheless. Sam assured her again that this was probably the best for her to relax and adjust properly to her body. Maybe she'd even make a few new friends.

Despite her doubts, Gloria left for the resort two days later. She had gone with only very little baggage, only her wallet, phone and a few other items. Sam had insisted on her not to take any clothes, in fact not even to wear anything on her way to the place. It had taken some convincing but she had relented eventually. Sam's primary argument had being forced to go around nude, she get used to it quicker.

She had been quite emotional when saying good bye. It was the first time for her to be on holidays on her own, since Samuel's birth. Leaving him alone, even for only a month, was not an easy thing for her. After a few shed tears and an awkward hug, she had boarded the train. Before it left, she had promised to write Sam every day. True to her word, Sam got an email from her every night, often with an attached picture she had taken with her phone or somebody else had taken for her.

The first few days proofed to be a rather frustrating experience for Gloria and as a result for Samuel, too. The resort itself turned out to be a very pleasant place. Her room was clean and better suited to her anatomical disadvantages than home. She also praised the food and staff, as well as the more ordinary services offered at the resort. Apparently she very much enjoyed the food massages and mud baths. She had more serious trouble with the sexual aspects of the place, though. She just couldn't overcome her shyness. She was very self-conscious about being nude all the time and too embarrassed to engage the other guests, although she mentioned that she'd like to socialize with them. She didn't write about her own sexual needs but reading between the lines, her frustration was becoming quite apparent. Sam feared that his idea might have turned out to be disaster after all.

At first he thought that his mother might return early, seeing her getting more anxious as time went on. This changed however after about a week. The first surprised was a picture showing his mother standing together with three other people, a man and two transformees. One was a very feminine cat-woman with a foot long penis, the other a mansized ball of flesh resting on a nest of penis-tentacles and a massive anus as only feature on its body, lacking anything resembling a face, even eyes. Apparently, sick of keeping herself back, his mother had taken a leap and gone for a stroll around the resort. Two of the people on the picture, the man and the tentacle-creature, apparently his former wife, now husband, had approached her and started conversation. Despite her embarrassment, Gloria had quickly warmed up to the couple. In the end, they had ended up spending the evening with drinks at the bar and were later joined by the cat-herm. To his mother's surprise, nobody had even talked about sex the entire evening. She ended the message, writing that she wanted to meet with the couple the next day again.

After this initial break-through Gloria was warming up the resort with surprising speed. Although she spent most of her time with the couple, she befriended first, the Handasons, she made a lot more friends over the following days. Although nothing they did or talked about was apparently of a sexual nature, his mother soon mentioned how she was getting curious about finally making use of the resort's other services. Later she even described how she was getting erections from time to time, surrounded by so many other very sexual creatures, but still too embarrassed to act on it, even though some of the other guests were actually offering to help out. Samuel was quite surprised by that particular email. He would never have expected his mother to write about her own sexuality so openly but that was a good sign, that she was finally embracing her new body. So his gift was no disaster after all.

Thus Sam was not surprised when his mother finally decided to join one of the resort's sex parties, almost three weeks into the trip. The pictures she sent him of that night a day later were quite a shock nonetheless. The first one showed her riding a man's penis, the picture probably taken by him, guessing from the perspective. She was sitting on his crotch and one could clearly see his cock penetrating her anus. There were two more showing the same scene, only that she was ejaculating from all three cocks on the last one. There were a few more pictures showing other transformees and normal people having sex and some that showed his mother being fondled and given blow-jobs.

From that point onwards things became only more extreme. The dam was broken and Gloria was now exploring her sexuality without any inhibitions, apparently making up for all the time she had been suppressing it. One the one hand Sam was very happy that his mother was enjoying herself and accepted the way she was now but at the same time he got a bit worried by the extend of it. Every day she sent him pictures of her sexual adventures, being pleased or pleasing others. He also noticed changes in the way she wrote, she was getting more....rude, for a lack of a better term. Were at first she'd still awkwardly describe her escapades with all manner of harmless metaphors, like usual, she was now getting more direct and a lot more into detail than Sam would have ever expected or wanted to know. In most recent message she freely wrote how she “sucked off” someone's “juicy cock” and then have him “fuck her hard”.

Four days before the end of her stay at the resort, Samuel got the email that surprised him the most. It started with “This is the last message from your mother, for now you have a father”. Without even mentioning it once in any of her previous emails, Gloria had apparently been growing unsure of her gender identity, as she was embracing her masculine anatomy. This had culminated in her finally deciding to become a “he”. The resort had handled the paperwork, which had been made easier by the fact that she, he had declined to have his name changed. Made Sam should have seen it coming, since his mother had been biologically male since her transformation but somehow he had never thought about how that might affect her mentality in the long run. The message was had pictures attached from the party the other guest had been throwing to celebrate Gloria's new identity. They had even organized a mild growth serum for his penises. The pictures clearly showed how they were now twice the size as before. His balls were now almost touching the ground.

Despite his shock at how much his mother, or was it father now, had changed during her time at the Greenhill Falls, he was looking forward to seeing him again. Even though the three-legged creature had adjusted to his body even more than Sam had anticipated, he was happy for Gloria being finally at peace with his new form. He rather had a oversexual father who was happy with himself, than an anxious mother who'd barely ever leave the house. Unfortunately Gloria didn't come back home at the end of the four weeks. Sam couldn't reach him via phone either. Maybe he had gotten the dates wrong. He waited till the next day but still no news from his parent. He was about to call the resort, worried that something might have happened, when he saw a new email in his mailbox. It was not from Gloria but from the Greenhill Falls itself.

The content of the message was an even bigger shock than the one about his mothers transition into his father. He was in such disbelief that he had to read it twice. It said:
“Dear Mr Constein,

at request of Gloria Constein, we are sending you this transcript of a message she wished us to record for you.

Hi Samuel,

the resort is sending this message for me,as I cannot write you anymore. I cannot speak anymore, either, for that matter. Thus they have a trained telepath write this down for me. Don't expect many more messages from me any time soon. When you look at the photos, you'll know why.

You need to know, I really like this place. I've never felt so alive before, being so much at peace with myself and those around me. Quite weird saying that, considering my attitude when I arrived here. This place completely changed me for the better. Made me a new man, quite literary in fact. Ha. I'll be eternally thankful to you. First for having my body changed like this and second for having me come here.

Unfortunately I'd come to love this place so much, that I don't want to leave it again. I came up with a unique idea to make myself useful and the management loved it. They organised the necessary serum and had me changed just yesterday. Now I look like on the pictures. The staff is still hiding me behind a small curtain wall. Tomorrow they will reveal me to the other guests. I am so excited. The telepath is going to come back in a week. I will have them send you a follow up message then.

Although I'd like to see you again, don't bother visiting, as I will probably be quite too busy for the next few weeks. I cannot talk to you anyway.

I love you, my beautiful son, and I am so thankful for this new life that you made possible. You will hear from me in a week.

In love
Your Mom.”

Sam was touched how his former mother still signed the message with mom, despite his recent registration as a male. The pictures showed a creature that was still recognizable as his parent but now almost resembled a plant. His body was a lot larger now, easily two metres high, but had grown more in length than width, fatter at the bottom than at the top. It kind of resembled one of those short palm trees. He had lost his legs, though, instead his body was rooted straight to the ground, like a plant. In fact he had lost his pink skin colour but was a bright green instead. While his body seemed even more inflexible as before, his neck was apparently as prehensile as ever, although it now almost seamlessly flowed into the torso. Even his eyeball had changed, not the eye itself but it was surrounded by what looked like a circle of large, yellow petals. It looked like a sunflower with a large eyeball, making him look even more like a plant.

Gloria's penises where fully erect on all the photos. While they seemed no bigger than since the last enlargement, about two feet long, Sam guessed, there were now dozens of them, each with its own pair of balls. The entire lower third of his body was covered by them. They were spaced almost a foot away from each other, making it look not too crowded. Now Sam understood what his “mom” had meant with making himself useful. He was now a bizarre mix between a garden plant and a sextoy. With his anus apparently gone and lacking legs, it also explained why he could neither speak nor write. Sam guessed that his mother didn't intend to do much talking in the future anyway.

In a weird way, Sam couldn't decide if he was happy or sad. It was actually a bit emotionally overwhelming. On the one hand he was devastated that his mother would never come back home. Sure, he could still visit him but that was quite a different thing, nonetheless. On the other hand, he was happy for him and that he decided to start living for his own enjoyment. He was also strangely excited about seeing his mother changed even more. He decided to spend the evening with Keira. He needed company after this message. He reflected on the irony of getting excited, even a little aroused, by seeing his mother turned and twisted into an entirely new creature over the last few months but was together with an entirely untransformed girl, feminine and beautiful on top of that, and actually preferred her that way.
The next week he spent mostly at his girlfriend's place. She was acting a bit weird, though. She seemed distracted, as if something was bothering her. She assured him that everything was alright, though. Maybe it was just Sam being hyper-sensitive, though, after all the revelations lately considering his mother. Probably Keira found him to be quite distracted, too. There was so much to consider, nonetheless if he was to stay alone in the family house or if it was better to sell it and find a new place. Maybe it was time to move together with Keira. Furthermore his mind was involuntarily wandering towards how his mother was now nothing more than a toy for the other resort guests to play with. Somehow that thought was hard to shake off.

As promised he got another email from the resort a week later. He was at home when he got it. Keira apparently had to work the night shift, so he had decided to spend the day at the family house. Luckily the transcript of Gloria's message at least seemed very positive:
“Hi Sam,

this was the best decision I ever made. The revelation of my new self was the best day of my life. Well...after your birth of course. Anyway...everybody was there. The staff introduced me as “the eternally horny Yellow Fuckflower”. The Handasons, Jim, Fancy and the McSocks were still there but nobody recognized me. I was only addressed by the name the resort people gave me. I must admit, I like that name so much, that I had them change my registered name into it. So from now on you are the son of the eternally horny Yellow Fuckflower. Ha. Don't think I am joking. I'd mean a lot to me if you called me by that name, too, from now on. No more Mom or mother, only Fuckflower.

The evening was so awesome. Everybody made use of my many cocks in one way or another. Well, I got not much else to offer to be fair, as I got no face, boobs, even my asshole is gone. I liked getting fucked but all these dicks make up for it.

I love my new life here. People use me less often that at the unveiling night but that was to be expected. Nonetheless I get enough action all day. I get blowjobs, handjobs, boobjobs and often enough people fuck me straight away. Luckily they didn't put my dicks too close together, so people wouldn't be able to ride them. The fact that I have no hand in all of this, makes me even more horny. I am absolutely helpless. People can do with me what they want and I love it. Yesterday a couple was making out in front of me, they were deliberately teasing me. It was so cruel but also so hot. In the end I came without them touching me even once.

In fact that happens from time to time, even without any teasing. The “eternally horny” part of my new name is no joke either. My cocks are permanently hard and leaking pre-cum. My libido is so much in overdrive that once in a while one or two will randomly ejaculate without any warning. Its amazing. The same way I still pee. I guess it wasn't planed but the new changes have left me apparently incontinent in some way. A few times a day some cocks will just randomly release a stream of piss. I only notice when its already too late. Quite weird but then again, I do not have to worry about hygiene anymore, anyway. I don't mind being all sweaty and dirty, as the staff cleans me up every evening.

Its a simple life but awesome. So much sex to look forward to. I know you might want to see me with your own eyes. So, I'd like you to come for a visit in three days. Please don't come before that. I can finally tell you. I had a message sent to Keira after the one for you was recorded. Communication wasn't easy but we got a little surprise planed for you. I am sure you are going to love it.
See you in three days.

Love you,
the eternally horny Yellow Fuckflower.”

Sam immediately jumped up after reading the last part of the email. What was going on? What surprise? Did Keira decide to get transformed after all? Did he want to? Or was there something else going on? He needed to know, so he called his girlfriend. Unfortunately it switched straight to voicemail. Whatever was going on, he guessed he wouldn't find out until in three days.

Got one last part in mind after this:

As expected, Sam couldn't contact Keira for the following three days. She wouldn't answer neither emails nor phone calls. Her parents said, that she wasn't home either but wouldn't tell him where she had gone or why, although their behaviour made it obvious that they knew more than they claimed.

Obviously there was nothing else to do than wait for the time his mother....no not his mother, the Fuckflower, had requested. Honouring its wish, Sam tried to no longer think of the plant-like creature as his mother but only as the Fuckflower, an ever-horny sextoy. It was not easy but he was slowly getting used to it. In fact the though was kind of turn on, he had to admit.

On the third day Sam took the train to Greenhill Falls. Luckily the place was less than an hour away. From the outside one could not tell that the resort was specialized for very sexual guests with very sexual needs. The entrance hall was clean and looked like what one expect from any other wellness resort, only advertising its more ordinary services. The only give away were the few transformed guests that were around. He introduced himself to the receptionist, a young woman in light green robes, explaining that he didn't want to book a room but visit the Fuckflower. The woman seemed to have been informed already about him.

“Ah, Mr Constein,” she said. “The Yellow Fuckflower has already told us about you. I'll call somebody who will bring you to it.”

“I was also told that my girlfriend Keira was somehow involved,” Sam inquired, “my age, quite tall, red hair?”

The receptionist just smiled at home politely: “My colleague will explain everything. Just let me call him.”

So Sam was left to wait some more for some answers. A few moments later a young man in similar robes arrived to lead the way. He was acting like a tour guide, explaining about the resort's history and layout while they walked through the complex. Eventually they reached an expansive garden in at the heart of the resort. It was very lush, full of exotic plants and beautiful flowers, with a natural looking stream running through it. It almost felt like being at the centre of a paradisical forest. Samuel actually recognized it from some of his former mother's photos. At one corner of a small paved square he finally spotted the eternally horny Yellow Fuckflower. The creature seemed even taller than on the photos. It was just standing there all alone at the moment, its penises fully erect and leaking thick streams of pre-cum. Just a second later Sam even saw one of the many dicks releasing a quick stream of what must have been piss.

A moment later the sunflower-head turned around and spotted him. The eye went wide and Sam noticed its body tremble all so slightly. Guessing from the reaction the Fuckflower was happy to see him.

“Hi Yellow Fuckflower,” he greeted his former mother, emphasizing the being's new name. “Nice to meet you.”

Obviously the creature couldn't reply except for nod. Sam walked around the large green body, getting a first good look at its new form. He also noticed the strong masculine smell that the Fuckflower's cum-covered skin extruded. It was almost overwhelming.

“You look even better than on the photos,” he said truthfully. “So I guesses you still like it here?”

The green creature nodded intensely.

“Then I am glad. So you came out of your shell and went all the way.”

Another nod.

“So, where is Keira? What is it you have planned?”

The Fuckflower's yellow head turned towards the staff member who had been politely standing back so far. After a moment the man got the cue and stepped closer.

“Ehm...well. Its like this....Where to be begin..”, he began to stammer. “You see. The young woman is now one of the Fuckflower's penises.”

Sam was quite shocked by that revelation. In fact he had trouble believing it. It sounded more like a joke. But he allowed the man to further explain.

“Well, she said it was meant to be a kind of game. I am told not to point out which penises is the girl but you are meant to find out yourself. Apparently there is some feature left that you would recognize.”

Sam had an idea what he meant but the how thing was still hard to believe.

“So you mean, I am meant to inspect every single penis?” He asked while pointing at the Fuckflower's lower body.

“Yes,” the man replied while the large creature nodded, too. “As I said. Its meant as a game.”

Still having trouble to accept what he was told, he decided to just play along. He got on his knees and got even closer to the Fuckflower's many genitalia. Up close its penises looked even larger, thick pieces of meat that would make many men jealous. He looked each member up and down, searching for anything that would make it stand out, while carefully avoiding getting covered in cum. At one point he dodged a sudden ejaculation just by an inch.

“Careful where you shoot,” he said with a smirk, “You almost hit me in the eye.”

As if to reply, another of the Fuckflower's penises ejaculated suddenly, luckily further away from him. The smell was even stronger up closer but Sam got used to it quicker than he expected. In fact it was kind of arousing. He had gone over half of the creature when he finally noticed something out of place. One of the penises facing away from the paved square had some dark mark on its topside, near the base. Sam took a closer look. It was not a mark, he realized, but a tattoo. It was a stylized horsehead. Keira used to have such a tatto above her butt. So it was true, she had been turned into a penis.
“Keira, is that you?” he asked without thinking how a penis would be able to answer.

The dick suddenly squirted a small wad of cum. He wondered if that accidental or an answer?

“If its you Keira, cum again.”

The penis squirted another wad of cum. That was not a coincidence.

“I was told that the girl was given the ability to ejaculate at will,” the staff member interrupted.

So Keira had a way left to communicate. Even if even more restricted.

“So you are a penis now,” Sam mumbled barely noticing the reply-squirt.

“Tell me, is this what you wanted? Do you really enjoy being like this? Squirt twice for a yes.”

A second later the penis released a wad of cum, followed by another. Before Sam could asked another question, he was interrupted by a polite cough from the resort member. He had pulled out a tablet computer from his robes.

“Excuse me, we recorded the transformation if you want to see,” he said.

Unsurprisingly Sam didn't refuse the offer. Instead he stood up and took the tablet after the other man opened the appropriate file. The video started with Keira naked and smiling right next to the Fuckflower. She had been such a beauty. She had a perfect hour-glass figure with a very small waist but nice, round hips. Her d-cups were firm and covered in cute little freckles, like her angelic face. Sam had loved her long, curly red hair and the small red bush between her legs. There also seemed to be some resort guests standing around, forming a small audience to the coming spectacle. Keira was waving at the camera.

“Hi Sam,” she said. “I hope you'll like this. Your Mom...I mean the Fuckflower's idea sound great. I love you, sweetheart. Hopefully you've already found me by now.”

With that she took a vial from somebody outside the frame and drank the green fluid inside. She gave the empty vial back and then turned away from the Fuckflower. Her smile widened, as she shuffled closer towards the eternally erect geen penises. She bent down and carefully impaled herself on one of the dicks without further ado. Sam noticed a few cheers coming from the audience. His girlfriend was grinding one of the creature's many penises, moaning loudly. At first all that seemed to happen was Keira fucking Sam's former mother. Then he noticed her skin slowly turning green. At the same time her proportions seemed to subtly change, almost bloating slightly. The changes accelerated visible, as her legs seemed to fuse together and her arms started to shrink. Within seconds her legs turned into a gigantic pair of balls. Meanwhile her arms disappeared altogether and her torso became more phallic in form. Her breasts shrank away and her neck thickened until it virtually became part of her changing torso. The last to change was her face which had turned pink. Sam noticed what look like white froth on her lips, as she was moaning even louder now. Suddenly her entire head seemed to puff out. Her hair fell away and her face seemed to melt away. At last her voice suddenly cut off as her mouth twisted around into a lipless slit. Within only moments Keira had been replaced by a monstrous green penis. A second later the mammoth organ erupted like a geysir. The giant stream of cum didn't seem to stop. Instead Keira's new penis-body began to shrink. Eventually it was no bigger than all the other penises of the Fuckflower, absolutely identical to them except for the shrivelled tattoo. The stream of cum didn't so much stop as trickle down until it was no more than constant dropping of pre-cum. The surrounding people applauded and the recording stopped.

Samuel handed the tablet back. He needed a moment to contemplate what he had seen. His girlfriend was essentially gone. She'd never come back with him, like his mother. In some way it was rather tragic. But he could not deny, that the video had turned him on immensely. Seeing Keira transformed like this had been a sight to behold. His former mother had been right. He really enjoyed this. Knowing that Keira was no more than one of the Fuckflower's cocks, turned him on. The realization lifted his mood immediately. In a weird way, he like this. In fact he had a great idea. He turned towards the other man: “Is there a change you could get me something?”

About an hour later Sam returned to the Fuckflower and his girlfriend, accompanied by the same staff member who by now had introduced himself as Dan.

“Sorry you two, I had to organise some things,” Sam said and then bent down to face the erect penis that used to be Keira. “I had an idea, I am sure you are going to like.”

He took a vial with a clear liquid from a tray Dan was holding for him. The uncorked it but didn't use it yet.

“Two squirts for a yes, one for a no. You really like being a cock, right?”

Like before Keira released two wads of cum in quick succession.

“More than your previous life?”

After a short pause he saw two more spurts of cum erupt from his girlfriend's former face.

“So you prefer being the Fuckflower's penis over being Keira Vaughl?”

Two more spurts.

“Good,” Sam replied and used poured the liquid onto Keira's body, right over the tattoo at its base. The wrinkled horsehead slowly faded away, leaving only smooth skin behind.

“I just erased your tattoo with this. This means you look exactly like all the other penises around you.”

Sam noticed the stream of pre-cum intensifying.

“If you want to embrace being a penis,” he continued, “Then why keep your individuality. Beginning with your former identity. The guy's at the resort where so nice to request a name change for you, too. You are no longer Keira Vaughl, now you truly and officially are only “One of the Fuckflower's cocks”. You like the idea of being no more than one penis of many?”

Rather than getting the usual answer, the penis in front of him had a true ejaculation, for the amount of cum was far too much and too wild to be one of its controlled spurts. Sam guessed that his former girlfriend had been turned on to the point where she lost control. He waved for Dan to hand him the tablet he used earlier to show him Keira's transformation.

“You see this? Its the recording of your transformation. In fact its the last copy left. Dan was so nice to delete the files from the main-system and other devices. If I delete this one, too, there will be no more visual evidence for you having become this penis or that you were fused to the Fuckflower at all. Basically its the last link between your former self and your new existence as a cock.”

Sam made a bit of a show of how he opened the menu and deleted this one file in front of what used to be Keira.

“There its gone. Now there is only one more step left. I was given a substance that will remove your ability to spurt cum at will. Your bodily function will all be relegated to the Fuckflower, you will have no more control than any of the other cocks. Not only will that remove even the last shred of control you have over yourself but also the last possible way you could identify yourself, how you could stand out from the other penises. Essentially nobody will ever be able to tell which one of all these dicks is you. So be truthful. Do you want me to continue with this.”

The answer was a short spurt of cum, followed by another true ejaculation.

“I take that as a yes,” Sam said with a grin and poured the other serum onto the penis. His girlfriend Keira was now gone forever, replaced by what was nothing more than one of Fuckflower's dicks, no more special than any of the others.

“Thanks for this wonderful surprise,” Sam told the dick. “I hope you enjoy your new life.”

Samuel turned around and was about to leave for today, when Dan stopped him.

“I almost forgot Mr Constein. Mrs Vaughl left another gift for you, meant to be given to you after you identified her. Its a one-year membership for all of the resorts services, excluding the use of the hotel. You get a discount for overnight stays, though.”

The man handed Sam a plastic wrapped membership card and explained him what he could do with it and what not. It was quite a surprise. Not only did it make it easier to visit what used to be his mother and his girlfriend but also came with some nice bonuses. Sam had been about to go home but now he had something better in mind.

Too extreme for me, especially for Keira. If this wasn't LoB-based, this is one of those times I would have preferred temporary transformation in Keira's case. For the same reasons that I don't like feral animal transformation, losing all sense of humanity is on the same level as killing someone, and that's not a line I'm willing to cross.

Awesome as always. Though I did wish we had a final scene between Sam and his former girlfriend and mother.