A captain discovers his battalion's dirty secret.

Moaning, laughter, and screaming. All things you'd never expect to hear while making your rounds in a military base.

What the hell was going on here? I thought to myself, as I rounded the corner and stepped toward the noise coming from the troopers' barracks. There, the door hung slightly ajar, light streaming out into the hallway and casting a half-dozen dancing shadows in its wake.

Stepping closer, I peeked in through the gap and saw the unthinkable.

Standing before me was a circle of bodies, more than a dozen men, all around a single bed. Between their huddled masses, I could catch only glimpses of what was going on. Flesh on flesh and frantic movement, the source of the noise.

As their captain, I had half a mind to shout at them to disperse, but something gave me pause: The moaning. Had they snuck a woman into the base?

"Come on, mate, give the rest of us a turn!" One private growled, to a roaring cheer from the rest.

The bodies parted as a man pushed his way into the center, and I managed to see just what it was they were watching: A woman, lying on the mattress, drenched in sweat and cum, eyes rolled into the back of her skull, as her orifices were stuffed full of cock.

Four men were on her. Fucking her mouth, her arse, and doubly so with her cunt. I'd never seen a woman so used before. But judging by the amount of noise she was making, it wasn't anything she didn't want.

As I stood there watching her, I was spellbound. There was something carnal in the air. A sense of wrongness that felt oh so tempting regardless.

It had been weeks since we'd last been near civilisation, weeks since I last had any real intimacy. And many weeks more before I'd have any.

Already, I could feel my cock straining uncomfortably against my briefs.

Driven by instinct, I reached into my pants and pulled out my cock. All it took was a few tugs before temptation turned into carnal lust. I couldn't resist jerking off, then and there, just a few feet away from my men as they railed that slut between them.

"Yeah, give it to her!" One private shouted, as the men on the mattress gave her everything they'd got. She was practically screaming with joy, the only thing keeping her from waking the whole damn base was the cock in her mouth.

"Argh, fuck, I'm coming!" Lieutenant Wilkes, The man beneath her moaned, arms wrapped tightly around her waist as he slammed his cock inside her one last time.

And like dominoes falling into place with perfect synchronicity, the others merely grunted before coming as well. Cum spilled all over her face and flooded her cunt and insides. God, the depravity was unlike anything I'd ever seen before.

With a gasp, I began to feel myself cum too, spurt after spurt shooting across the floor.

As the raucous cheers continued and the next men began to take their place, I made a hasty retreat back to my bunk.

Looking back, I should've known that those would be my first steps into a world of depravity and lust unlike anything I'd ever experienced before.

-

"Lieutenant, could I have a word?"

"Yes, Captain?" Lieutenant Wilkes looked up from his papers.

Both of us were in the battalion office, the morning after. Any attempt at speaking to the troops about it, through hints and whispers of course, only earned me raised eyebrows and hasty excuses to be somewhere else. Something was amiss, and I was determined to get to the bottom of it.

"Come into my office," I said, "and shut the door behind you, will you?"

"What's the trouble, sir?" He asked, reading my expression instantly and doing as he was told.

"Nothing, perhaps. I just needed to ask you a few important questions. Lieutenant, are you aware of what goes on in our barracks at night?"

"Beyond sleeping, sir?" He laughed.

I narrowed my eyes, only to earn a blank look from Wilkes.

"Don't play coy with me, Wilkes, I saw what you and the men did last night."

"Ah, so you've found out." He rubbed his jaw sheepishly. "Well, you know how it is out here, sir, so far away from home. Life in the military can get lonely."

"Get to the point, Lieutenant."

"It all started a few years ago, sir, when Major Reynolds took command here. He started a special squad cohesion program. Every month, a shipment of XChange pills arrives in our medicine store, each crate marked for a different platoon. Every platoon has a different way of using theirs and ours, well, we've got a system: we draw names from a bag."

"And what happens to the one whose name is drawn?"

"Well, he..." The Lieutenant tugged at his collar, "He takes an XChange Pill, and... you've seen what happens to him after."

At my dubious look, he went on. "Look, sir. It's all by the book, I swear! Everything's sponsored by and arranged by the higher ups. They requisition the pills and make sure it gets into the hands of our soldiers. It's an arrangement we've had for years now, and for good reason. It's done wonders for morale!"

"Rather than make our boys go weeks without even the sight of a woman while they're out here, we let 'em have it! Disciplinary issues go down, enthusiasm for training increases..."

"But, they're fine with... fucking each other?" I asked, still in disbelief.

"A pussy's a pussy, sir. Men get desperate after a long time without human contact." He answered.

I was incredulous. So that's how they managed it.

"Why don't you join us, sir?" He asked. "Throw your name into the ring and fuck whoever loses. The men'll respect you all the more for it if you join their bet."

And what if they drew my name? A shiver ran down my spine at the thought of that and settled my answer for me. "I think not, Lieutenant. That's all I needed to know, I think."

Lieutenant Wilkes nodded and made for the door.

"I've just one last question, Wilkes." I asked, uncertain if I should give voice to the last lingering bit of curiosity inside me. "That woman last night... Whose name did you draw?"

"I don't think it's right to be revealing such indiscretions, sir." Lieutenant Wilkes balked.

"Tell me, Lieutenant, or this whole thing ends."

"It was Sergeant Donovan, sir."

"Thank you, Lieutenant. Dismissed." And with that, I was left alone in my office to ponder my newfound discovery.

-

I knew Sergeant Donovan well. He was a man who pulled his weight in the battalion. Always at the front of every drill and the most enthusiastic in every exercise the platoon underwent. I'd given him a glowing assessment and even recommended him for a promotion.

Watching him then, tall and broad-shouldered Donovan marching in the parade square as Wilkes barked orders at them, it was hard to imagine that he could possibly be that woman I saw the other night.

To think that a man with all that brawn, all that masculinity, all that brute strength, could be reduced to a panting slut drenched in his own platoon-mates' cum. It was mind boggling.

It was in the midst of the exercise that I realised I'd been staring at him. Worse still, he'd noticed it too, and was staring back with an expression that could not be read.

Averting my gaze, I shouted for Wilkes. "Get on with it, Lieutenant! We don't have all morning!"

"You heard the Captain, men! Form up!"

-

There was one more thing I had to do to verify Lieutenant Wilkes' story.

As a captain, it was an easy feat to get into the medical supply store. And true to the sergeant's word, there it was: The crate of XChange Pills, stashed at the back of our medicine supply store. Each cardboard box was stamped with a platoon and packed to the brim with XChange Pills.

More than that, each was stamped with the army emblem, making it obvious where they came from. So the Sergeant was right. Everything was by the book.

I'd only just begun to open a box when I heard footsteps behind me.

"Johnson?"

I whirled around, only to come face to face with Captain McAllen, a fellow commander in the battalion.

"Rory?" I asked, surprise must've been written all over my face. "What're you doing here?"

"I'd ask you the same thing, but I think we both know the answer to that." He gestured to the boxes behind me. "I wasn't aware that you knew about the program."

"I wasn't. Not until last night, at least." I said.

Raising a brow, he chuckled. "Caught a few privates fucking around, eh? It was only matter of time before you found out, I guess."

An understatement, I wanted to say, but I held my tongue. "So, what're you doing here?"

"Isn't it obvious? I'm here to grab some XChange. We've all got needs." He answered, pushing past me to grab a pack of pills from the crate behind me.

"You're going to use it?" I asked, incredulous.

"Oh god, no. What kind of man do you think I am, Johnson?" McAllen laughed. "No, I've got ways and means of finding willing partners here. After a few weeks without seeing a woman, the boys get very impressionable. If you know what I mean."

It was only then that I realised he was taking more than a single pack of pills. He was practically stuffing his pocket with them!

"Look, mate, if you'd like to join in, come by my bunk five minutes past midnight and I'll show you just what I mean."

I considered his words as he took his fill of the pills. With one last wink, he was gone.

-

That night, I lay in my own bunk, trying desperately to go to sleep. But all I'd managed to do was stare at the clock. With each passing minute, midnight drew closer and my anticipation grew.

Could I really do this?

My cock was uncomfortably hard, the byproduct of weeks without intimacy.

Looking at the clock show 12:00 midnight, I knew my answer. Climbing out of bed, I grabbed my singlet and shorts, and got dressed the quickest I'd managed since boot camp. In less than a minute, I was out the door and headed for Rory McAllen's bunk.

I heard voices from the hallway outside before I even reached it, and when I opened the door, I saw five figures in the dark: Rory and four others I recognised as his men. Two of them were Privates, and the other two were Sergeants. All four of them were naked, blindfolded, and hard.

When I opened my mouth to speak, Rory put his finger to his lips and shushed me. Just watch, I saw him mouth to me.

Closing the door gently behind me, I did as I was told and watched as all of it unfolded before me.

"Men, you must be wondering why I called you here, and in this particular uniform." McAllen said, "Well, truth is, I called you here because you four are the toughest men in my company."

Looking at them, I could tell he was right. All four were brawny beyond belief, with the physique of greek statues and not a beer belly in sight.

"And I'd like to reward you for your efforts these past few months." He said. "Smith! Lowry! Stretch out your hands."

The two Sergeants did as they were told, stretching out their hands before them. In each, McAllan dropped a single pink pill inside their palms.

"Do you know what this is, Smith?" McGee asked, standing beside the man.

"It's... an XChange Pill, sir." came the unsteady reply from Smith.

"Correct, Sergeant! And what're you going to do with it?"

"Eat it, sir."

"Well, get to it then. You too, Lowry."

The two soldiers gulped, hesitating. For a second, I wondered if they were actually going to go through with it, but all my doubts vanished when I saw them both down the pill a moment later.

In seconds, they began to change. Almost immediately, their bodies started to shrink. Muscle started to melt away, their limbs and waists grew slimmer and more delicate, and long hair began to sprout from their shaved scalps.

But the grandest change lay in their groins. I was fixated upon it and couldn't tear my eyes away from the sight of their cocks shrinking and wilting into nothing, before the bare flesh opened up into a feminine slit.

Where once there stood two powerfully built soldiers, there now stood two stunningly beautiful women.

"Now, ladies, I think it's time for you to get your reward for good service." McAllan said. Stepping behind them both, he guided them before the other two recruits. Then, with a gentle nudge, pushed them onto their knees.

"Take a deep breath, what do you smell?"

The two girls did as they were told, and I saw them blush when they realised what it was that stood just inches from their faces.

Not content to stop there, McAllan continued, "Stick out your tongue. Go on, give it a lick."

Again, the girls followed, sticking out their tongues and licking curiously at the cocks before them. I half-expected grimaces and spitting, but instead, the girls were savouring it, suckling eagerly on the engorged heads before them.

"Go on then, have at it."

It was all the encouragement the two needed to lean forward and swallow their compatriots' cocks into their mouths. The two privates began to moan as their now-changed sergeants began sucking them off, heads bobbing on their impossibly hard erections.

I couldn't believe what I was seeing. The transformation from alpha male to subservient female took only seconds. And it didn't stop there.

While the two were sucking their soldiers off, McAllan came up behind them. With groping hands, he grabbed them by their pert and beautiful bottoms, making them yelp as he started grinding his bulge against them.

"Yeah? You want that?" He started to whisper into Lowry's ear, and it only made her suck harder.

Shucking his shorts, McGee rested his cock against the arse of the woman that was once Sergeant Lowry. Then, slapping his cock against it, he made clear just what he wanted to do to her.

I was hypnotised, hopelessly entranced by what I was watching that I couldn't look away as he spat on his cock, before pressing it against her feminine slit. Then, as he penetrated her, eliciting muffled moans from her cock-filled mouth.

I couldn't bear to watch any longer. My erection was halfway down my thigh already!

Taking off my own shorts, I came up behind Sergeant Smith, taking her by surprise. She started to gasp as I rubbed my cock against her cunt, the first I'd touched in weeks. The sensation was amazing; she was so wet.

Then, with a grunt, I penetrated her too, and began thrusting into her with the pent-up need of weeks gone by without a fuck.

The two women bounced eagerly on our cocks, even as they were sucking off their own men. It was glorious, feeling my cock pump in and out of her impossibly tight and wet entrance.

With each thrust of our hips, they were impaled upon our cocks, eliciting moans of ever increasing noise and intensity. Soon, we were forcing their heads onto their privates' cocks to gag them and shut them up. They were cock-crazy, that was for sure.

I was in heaven then. There was something about this, something about the fact that I was subjugating these men so utterly, turning them from alpha males into cock-hungry sluts, that sent a thrill down my spine and made me harder than ever.

I would've been content to finish inside her then and there, but McAllan wasn't finished.

No, pulling us up to our feet, he had us fucking the two women from behind, pressing them against the helpless and still-blindfolded Privates before them. Then, he shoved more pills into Lowry and Smith's mouths.

"Now, why don't you give your Privates a kiss?"

Ever eager to please and hungry for more, the women didn't hesitate to follow. Pressing their lips against the men before them, they pulled them into long and sensuous kisses. The Privates never saw the XChange coming, not until they felt those pills shoved down their throats by the invading tongues of their sergeants.

When they realised what was happening and started pulling away, it was already too late, they'd started to change.

"Their turn to be rewarded, eh?" McAllan laughed, as he pulled his cock out of Sergeant Smith's now-gaping hole and started teasing his Private's.

In moments, we'd descended into a mess of limbs and fucking, with McAllan and I at the centre of it all. The soldiers were insatiable, hopelessly hungry for cock after weeks of deprivation, and we didn't deny any of them a single inch of ours.

For hours we fucked, leaving each of them with a load with their cunts. When at last we finished, panting and exhausted, I could scarcely believe what we'd done.

"Now, get on your feet, men." McAllan said, and the four were back in line in an instant.

Looking at them then, four women, drenched in sweat, with cum running down their thighs, one would never recognise them for the men they once were. And even then, after hours of fucking, I was still sprouting wood at the sight of it all!

"March back to your bunks, and if anyone wants to have their way with you, let them." McAllan said to them.

After they took their leave and began the walk of shame back to their bunks, the two of us shared a look that said it all: That was amazing.

-

In the week since the incident, I was addicted. Hook, line and sinker, the program and the XChange Pill had me in its corner, and I knew I had to have more. And seeing what Captain McAllen did to his men gave me an idea.

"You wanted to see me, sir?" Sergeant Donovan said, as he stepped into my office.

"Yes, Sergeant, take a seat." I said, leaning back into my seat. "I think we both know you've been having some indiscretions with the other men."

"Indiscretions, sir?" He said, swallowing hard.

"You know, I never pegged you as a cocksucker, Donovan."

Donovan gulped.

"I saw what you did with the other men, and you should know that partaking in that is a chargeable offence. You could be stripped of your rank and discharged."

"Sir, please, it was just a bet, I—"

"You were enjoying it. I saw." I cut him off, making him go red with shame. "But, I'm willing to be merciful and give you a chance to make up for your mistake."

I opened my drawer and pulled out a single pink pill, placing it on the table.

"Sir?" He said, confused.

"You have thirty minutes to show me just why I should keep you here, Sergeant. If I were you, I'd use those thirty minutes well."

Donovan gave me an uncertain look, before gazing at the pill before him. I could see the reluctance on his face, and for a moment, I wondered if I'd judged him wrongly after all.

But then, he took up the pill and swallowed it.

All resistance and reluctance vanished to nothing the moment he transformed into a woman. All I needed to do was lean back and show her my bulge, and she was on it in seconds, fishing my cock out of my pants and sucking hungrily on it.

I could certainly get used to this.

-

Blackmailing Sergeant Donovan went on for weeks. Every night, I'd take him in the showers, fucking him senseless and filling him up with cum. There was something beyond erotic about marking him in such a primal way.

In time, I'd moulded him into my plaything. All I needed to do was cough in his presence, and he'd be in my office in seconds, ready to suck cock and get a good ramming.

For all the fucking good it did to me, I still felt the itch.

I was still hungry, and craving for more. Every time I fucked him, I imagined him in the middle of the troopers' bunk, drenched in sweat and cum as a dozen men had their way with him. The sheer decadence and overwhelming lust of it all never failed to push me over the edge and give him a good big load to swallow.

I couldn't stop thinking about it: The Bet. The thought of putting your masculinity on the line for a chance to fuck another, it was exhilarating. Nor could I stop thinking about Lieutenant Wilkes' constant invitations to join the men in it.

All my senses warned me against joining, and yet, I craved even more. Temptation was tugging at my strings and I was helpless to follow my growing addiction, so I caved.
-

"I want in on your little game." I said to Lieutenant Wilkes, the next morning.

"Pardon, sir?"

"You heard me. I want in on the bet."

"Are you sure, sir?" He asked. For a moment, I thought I saw a flicker of amusement in his eyes. "No Captain's ever joined us in our bet. Why the change of mind?"

"Every man has needs." I answered. "So throw my name into the ring."

Little did I know then that I'd just signed my name on the devil's contract.

-

The platoon was gathered in the trooper's bunk that very night, eager to see the results of the bet. Every man's name had been written down and placed in the box and the time had come to draw our unlucky winner.

Even then, despite knowing how small of a chance I had of being drawn, I felt dread and thrill alike at the possibility of my name being drawn. "Come on, boys, get on with it!"

Sergeant Donovan was the one to retrieve the box, reaching inside it for a name.

"The battalion bitch for tonight is..." He said, pausing for effect. "Captain Johnson."

No, this couldn't be.

"You heard him, men!" Lieutenant Wilkes said, to uproarious laughter. "Grab him!"

I hadn't even made a single step back before my men had me, dragging me to the centre of the room. All the while, I bucked and struggled with all my might. "No, no fucking way am I going through with this. Let go of me! That's an order!"

"Looks like the Captain's a bad sport!" One of the men guffawed.

"Get his clothes off!"

"Come on! Give him the pill!" Another growled.

Lifted into the air by a half-dozen Privates, it was all I could do to shout and struggle as they ripped my uniform to pieces, leaving me naked in their arms.

I knew what was coming next. Try as I might to shut my mouth tight, it was easy enough for my men to force the pill past my lips and—with some hard cajoling—down my throat.

I began to tremble as my body began to change. As hard muscle withered away to feminine form, as breasts began to grow from my once chiselled chest, as my once-powerful cock started to shrink into a tiny clit, and for a virgin pussy to emerge from my loins.

The boys didn't even let the transformation complete before they were on me, manhandling me into all manner of lewd positions.

"Damn, look at the Captain's cunt." One soldier whistled, as he started to tease at it with a probing finger.

"Ah!" I gasped, at the alien sensation of my new genitalia, and to the laughter of the Privates around me. "Ah! Stop, please! Ah!"

Caught in their grip, I was like a doll on display and there was no inch of me left untouched. Men groped and fondled my breasts, others squeezed and ground themselves against my butt. Worse still were the fingers that probed mercilessly into my newfound cunt.

"Looks like the Captain's getting wet!" A Private hollered, as his fingers scissored inside me. True to his word, when he pulled his fingers free, they were coated thick with my juices.

Oh god, oh god, I thought to myself then, this can't be happening.

As though to add insult to injury, every soldier wanted to see it for themselves. To shove their fingers inside me and tease me until I moaned, so they could boast that they'd finger-banged their own Captain.

"Fuck, stop it! Nugh!" I gasped, as what seemed like the tenth soldier started fingering my pussy.

"Would someone shut him up?" A Sergeant said.

"Yeah! Feed him some cock!"

The men needed no further encouragement than that. In seconds, their trousers were strewn all over the floor as they pushed past each other for first shot at my mouth.

When I opened my mouth to protest, I found it stuffed full of a Lieutenant's cock.

"Yeah! Take it, cap!" He smiled, grabbing me by the head and pushing the length of him down my throat. With such a huge tool ramming at my throat, soon it was all I could do to cough and choke on it.

"Argh, fuck! Stop using your fucking teeth!" The Lieutenant growled, frustration growing.

"Let's teach him a lesson on how to suck cock, eh?" Lieutenant Wilkes suggested, sending a shiver down my spine.

I saw him disappear into the crowd, before coming back with clothes pegs in his hands. "You're gonna suck each and every one of us off, Captain. And for each one you fail at pleasing, we're going to add one peg to your body."

At first, I thought I was getting off easy. A little pain was a price I was more than willing to pay to avoid sucking cock. But after the fourth cock spit out from my mouth in disgust, and the fourth painful peg placed on my nipples, I began to cave.

The hurt and pressure they inflicted on my nipples was immense. In my male form, I might have resisted it. But in this feminine one, I could feel my inhibitions forced to crumble. Faced with the pain, I opened my mouth, then biting back the urge to choke or teeth at his cock, I did my best to suck on a Private's cock.

"Yeah, the Captain's getting the hang of it, alright!" The Private laughed, as he started face-fucking me.

With my arms held in place by my men, I couldn't even slow him down, even as I felt my head began to spin from the skull-fuck.

One by one, the boys took their turn at my mouth, filling me up, giving me a taste of soldier cock in all its ripest flavours. All the men I'd spoken down to and commanded these past few months, all the men I'd punished and marched, all of them were taking the chance to get back at me now.

But that wasn't enough for them.

"Come on, that pussy's just ripe for the taking." said Wilkes. "Why don't you start her off, Alex?"

I knew from the locker-room talk that Alex was the most well-hung of our Privates, by far. He was six inches long while semi-erect! And looking at his cock then, I could barely believe how huge it was hard. Nine inches at the least!

"No, plea—" I started to say, before another cock filled my mouth and shut me up.

"Hold her up, boys." Wilkes said, and the Privates lifted up my legs and spread them, giving Alex easy access to my cunt.

I could feel him slap my groin with it, his impossibly hard manhood, to remind me of its weight and power. Every touch of it sent a shiver down my spine and only renewed my struggles.

And when he started pushing the tip inside me, I felt like I was being split open. Panting and breathing hard, even as cock after cock pushed its way into my mouth, I struggled to breathe as he pushed his way inside me.

The sensation was utterly alien, the searing feeling of pain as your insides rearrange themselves to adapt to the invading manhood. The feeling of being stretched out is a strange mixture of discomfort and something else I couldn't quite pin down. And worse still was the feeling of sheer lust as he started to hit my pleasure spot.

Inch by inch, he penetrated me. When at last he was three-quarters of the way in and started fucking me, I swear, I thought I could see stars then, the sensation was so overwhelming. The pain, the pleasure, it made it hard to breathe, let alone think!


"I think the captain's enjoying it!" Sergeant Donovan said, to an uproar of cheer. "Look at how out of it he is!"

Barely coherent, it was all I could do to continue sucking cock as a private took my cherry. My eyes rolled to the back of my skull. I was losing it, my mind, my masculinity, my dignity. Every part of me screamed to resist and yet, I was starting to enjoy it, shifting my hips, trying to get more and more of him inside me.

Though he started slow and sensuously at first, Alex soon picked up the pace. It wasn't long before I felt him thrusting hard and fast inside me, without any regard for my pain or pleasure. I was just an object in his arms.

"Oh god! Oh god!" I could only moan around the cock in my mouth.

"Ah, fuck! I'm coming!" I heard Alex say, just seconds before his body tensed and his cock started flooding my insides with his cum. With a plop, he pulled his cock out of me, leaving a newfound emptiness in its place.

"Come on boys, the Captain's been broken in. Who wants sloppy seconds?" A lieutenant announced, and the next man took his turn.

I whimpered as he shoved his cock inside me, pushing Alex's cum ever deeper inside me. His cum was running down my thighs and lubricating the new fucker's cock as he penetrated me.

By now, after being broken in, the pain had become a distant afterthought and the euphoria was all I could feel as my men spit roasted me and made me theirs. I was too far gone to care.

With a grunt, the soldier finished inside me, adding his load to the frothy mix of juices inside of me. And then came the next, and the next, and the next, each one taking their turns at fucking me. Some slowly, taking their time in making me feel every inch of their cocks. Others hard, almost viciously, as though taking revenge for some slight against them.

The result was the same, I was left a moaning and writhing mess, unable to even put up even the most meagre resistance to my men any longer. Indeed, they'd long ago stopped holding me down, instead leaving me on a mattress for quick and easy access to my cunt.

Four, ten, sixteen, I was losing count of the number of men who'd fucked me and groped me and made me taste their cocks; and the night was far from over.

Grabbing me, they manhandled me onto Lieutenant Wilkes' naked form. With my chest pressed against his, I didn't resist as he pushed his cock inside me now-gaping pussy.

But then came the next soldier, climbing atop me, and positioning his cock against my cunt. No, no way, they were going to split me in—"Ahh!"

"Nugh-ah!" I gasped, as second cock pushed inside me. I could only whimper as both started thrusting and scissoring inside me. They were stretching me apart, impaling me on their twin lengths and destroying whatever was left of my shattered masculinity.

Even then, my soldiers were far from content, for I soon felt another cock at my back entrance. Pressed between two bodies, I had no way to resist as he started pushing his cock past my anal sphincter and fucking my ass.

"Nugh! N-nugh! You're going to... nugh! Break me!" I panted, my palms pressed against the soldier atop me, barely able to give voice to the resistance inside me.

Turning around, I could see Sergeant Donovan behind me, a menacing grin on his face as he leaned in close. He was the one inside me, taking my anal cherry. I could feel his cock pushing deeper and deeper inside my arse. "Enjoying yourself, Captain? I never pegged you as a cocksucker."

"Nugh, please..." I gasped.

"You should know that I did this to you, Cap." He whispered in my ear, "All the names in the box were yours, I convinced the others to make sure you'd lose and take the pill."

"W-why?"

"To put you in your place. To show you who you really are." He answered. "I knew from the first moment you used me that you weren't truly a man. You're this."

"Take it, you fucking slut!" One Private grunted, as three cocks speared mercilessly inside me.

"Yeah, take it, whore!" Another added, as the three cocks started to slow in their pace. Already, I knew what was coming next.

On the inside, I was horrified. Captain Johnson, the old me, was screaming at the injustice, the way Donovan had raped my identity and my masculinity. But the new me, the woman, the slut, was loving every second of being used and abused.

With every thrust of their cocks inside me, every slam of their hips, Captain Johnson's inner screams and horror were being erased and replaced by the woman's moaning and euphoria.

"Fucking take it!" Sergeant Donovan snarled, as he started to come. And like dominoes set to fall, the others followed just seconds after. Together, they filled me with their seed, leaving me practically bloated with their cum.

When at last they pulled out of me, I knew I'd been left ruined by their cocks. Panting and gasping on the mattress, I could barely even move as the next group of men started to take their place behind me.

The cherry on top of it all was Lieutenant Wilkes shoving a butt plug into my arse. "Let's make sure you keep our gifts inside you where it belongs, sir."

The rest of the night was a blur after, that I could barely remember. I was fucked plenty more times, that I knew. They spanked and groped me, slapped and skull-fucked me, used me in every way and orifice possible until the break of dawn.

Come morning, I woke back in my own bunk and back to my old masculine self. A part of me wanted to believe it was all a dream... Except, I was covered in sweat and dried cum. Sitting up, I could still feel something inside me. With growing dread, I started to realise it was the butt-plug that Wilkes had shoved up my arse, along with the churning cum of the men who'd fucked me.

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I couldn't walk straight for a week after that experience.

It certainly didn't help that every time a soldier threw me a friendly jab about my limp, I knew exactly the implication his words carried: Yeah, that's right, we turned you out, Captain. All I could do was blush.

Worse still, was the fact that the experience had changed me. Whatever they did to me, it'd ruined me as a man, for try as I might to get hard, I could no longer do it without imagining myself back on that mattress, being used and abused by a dozen different men.

I'd learned the hard way that the itch I felt before, the curiosity about the pill, all of it was the subconscious desire to have it. To be fucked like the whore I saw the first night I discovered them. Now that I'd learned what it was like, there was no going back.

One night, as I found myself towelling off in the showers, I felt an arm on my shoulder. Whirling around, I turned to see none other than Sergeant Donovan himself.

"Ready for round two, sir?"

I gripped him by the arm, my towel falling to the ground. "Sergeant, this isn't the time—"

"Oh, I think it is." There was a smug smile on his face, as he dropped a single pink pill into my hand. "I'll let you choose whether you'll take it this time, Captain. But I think we both know which choice you'll make."

Staring at the pink pill, I could feel temptation tug at the corners of my mind and lust boiling over inside me. They've fucking ruined me, because all I could think of then was swallowing that pill and getting fucked against the shower wall.

"Go on, Captain. You know you want to..."

And I did. With a single motion, I'd swallowed the pill and started to transform before him.

In a few moments more, I was pressed against the shower wall, Donovan's hard cock spearing my newly grown cunt and making me scream in pleasure.

There was no holding back as he fucked me senseless, as he put me in my place.

By the time he was done, I was a cum-filled mess on the shower floor.

When he was done, I was a cum-filled mess on the shower floor, still whimpering for more. And more was yet to come, for just then, I began to hear footsteps from outside the showers.

"I think the men will appreciate your gift after a hard day's work, Captain." Donovan laughed, as he wrapped a towel around his waist, before leaving me as the privates poured into the shower.

I didn't even resist as they lined up before me, as I took each and every one of their cocks. One grabbed me by the hair as he pulled my head onto his cock, another had impaled me on his enormous manhood, making me writhe from pain and pleasure alike.

"Fucking take it, Captain!" The man skull-fucking me growled, as I struggled not to choke on his erection.

"Yeah, looks like we've got a battalion slut, now, eh!" said the one fucking me, to loud cheer from the rest.

One by one, they took their turn with me. And with each orgasm, and each time they filled me with their cum, I could feel the man I used to be slipping away, replaced by the woman I'd become: The battalion slut.