Get pretzelled! Research disaster

Lately there had been developments in researching the phenomenon that is being pretzelled, but sadly that didn't last long due to... Circumstances.

The recently opened research facility only had a three head scientists who were testing the limits and main cause of the pretzelling, which was actually turning out interesting results!

It was looking like there might actually be a way to reverse the changes within a certain amount of time... All that was needed was for the recently pretzelled victim to not be exposed to semen and they had a high chance of returning to normal.

For them to find this out though by the time they did, several test subjects were sadly stuck as pretzel sluts... But it was for a good cause! 

"George we did it! We can actually get more funding with this research and possibly find more ways to stop pretzelling entirely!" Frank said, the one who spearheaded the research in the first place.

George sighed with relief that their work was actually paying off. "I hope so... I'm tired of seeing people I know suddenly becoming pretzel sluts the next day.." He frowned at the image of his neighbor Gloria, a sweet woman, now just a pretzel slut for her boyfriend.

"Hey guys!" Debra walked into the main lab, followed by three large men. "I got more volunteers for our research! They surprised me a little when I saw them waiting outside the facility, but volunteers are volunteers, right??"

George and Frank looked at each other with slight worry... After all, they weren't exactly comfortable with using random volunteers... Everyone else before hand was either prisoners of the state or legal volunteers through a mountain of paperwork.

"Well uh... I guess? What made you guys want to volunteer for this project? You could be stuck as pretzel sluts..." Frank had a little trouble looking the men in the eyes, mainly because of the sheer size difference between his skinny frame and the three tall, rather beefy men.

"What made us want to volunteer? I think there has been some confusion... We never stated that actually." One of the men said, as Debra frowned in confusion. "What?? But you said outside that you would love to help in the pretzel experiments..."

Suddenly Debra felt the air get knocked out of her, as one of the men punched her straight in the gut. The woman fell to the floor clutching her stomach in pain as she tried to catch her breathe. "U-Ugh..." But she soon passed out.

Frank went for the fire alarm, but got hit in the back of the head by another one of the three men and ended up getting knocked out. George stood there in shock and terror at what was happening.

"Why a-are... Why are you doing this?!" George stepped back slightly as the largest man approached him now. "The thing is... Not everyone wants the pretzelling to just go away."

George tried to run past the man, but like Frank, just got hit in the head and knocked out... The last thing he saw being his colleagues getting stripped naked.

-A few minutes later-

"N-Nggh..." George slowly opened his eyes, as he felt chilly for some reason. "Huh... What-Ahh! What are you doing?!?" To his horror, George found himself naked and felt something hard poking at his ass.

"Shut up! You'll be a pretzel slut soon enough... You all will!" George frantically looked around and saw a naked Frank on his left to him and a naked Debra on his right. "N-No please! We just wanted to help people!!"

"So? Who the fuck wants things to go back to normal? Pretzel sluts are the best thing to happen in this fucked up world and you won't take that away from us." With little effort, all three naked researchers were put into a full Nelson position.

"P-Please don't... I have a husband..!" Debra cried out as she felt a cock slide up her exposed asshole. Frank let out a groan as his ass was filled too. "F-Fucking degenerate scum..!"

George grit his teeth as he felt a cock slide up his asshole like the others, as soon all three were being fucked mercilessly as their changes slowly started to progress.

Debra was the fastest to change, mainly because women experiencing pretzelled effects mostly had mental ones. "N-No! I love my husband..!~ I have k-kids too!!!~"

The man currently fucking her ass like there was no tomorrow would shut her up by thrusting with more force up her tight anal cavity. "Shut it and just accept your life as a pretzel slut!"

The poor woman just didn't stand a chance as the mental changes made the painful anal sex become a blissful buttfucking. "Ahhh!~" Her eyes rolled back as juices sprayed from her moist pussy, as her mind crumbled. 

"Y-Yes!~ More more more!!~ Fuck this pretzel slut as much as you want!~" Debra the researcher fighting the pretzelling was now just another pretzel slut to be used.

Frank seemed to falter next as his bouncing dick was drooling precum as his rear end ballooned into a proper ass worth fucking. "S-Scum..! You'll never g-get away with this..!~" Already his voice was sounding more feminine.

The man fucking his asshole seemed to find Frank amusing, as his thrusts slowed and he purposely struck Frank's prostate each time. "Oh yeah? Then try not to cum for 10 seconds and I'll let you go."

Easy! Or rather it should be easy, but those direct hits on his prostate made it seem impossible. "Wait! S-Stop!~ I don't want to be a p-pretzel slut..!~" Frank moaned like a common street whore as his cock was shriveling up now.

Frank hit his limit and threw his head back, screaming with almost no shame as an explosive orgasm went through his changing body. Semen spurted freely from his shrinking manhood as tits rapidly expanded from his scrawny chest, followed by his waist shrinking and hips popping out to properly hold as love handles later.

Long hair fell over his shifting face, hiding his new slutty expression as his manhood was reduced to a mere speck, before imploding with one final spurt of jizz and forming a fully functional pussy, one that was already wet and ached for attention~

"S-Scum!!~ I'm such a slutty piece of scum!~ Fuck me harder!!" Broken now and utterly pretzelled, Frank... Francine would eagerly moan for more as she wiggled her ass for more anal ravaging.

With both of his colleagues reduced to pretzel sluts, George almost had no fight in him as he felt fat filling out his chest to form breasts. "I just... W-Wanted to help people...~"

"You can help people, by being a pretzel slut who helps relieve stress and acts as a nice set of holes to use!" The man fucking George said, as more changes overcame his body.

Ass swelling with fat and becoming a nice fuckable heart shaped booty, as his hair grew longer and reached past his shoulders. It was somewhat... Eye opening for George though, as he witnessed his body being reduced to that of a woman's.

"I understand n-now...~" George gave up, letting the changes take over him more as his face twisted into one of pleasure as cum shot from his shriveling cock. "Pretzel sluts are the b-best thing to happen to this shitty world!!~"

With that announcement, George's cock and balls dived into his crotch to burrow out a tight little pussy that dipped with juices from excitement. "Why fight this?~ I see now how absolutely dumb I've been... Thanks for opening my eyes!~"

And like that... The three researchers who had made a breakthrough were no more, now just three moaning pretzel sluts who got ass fucked into submission by the men.

-Months later-

All of the research of the Anti-pretzel lab had been mysteriously destroyed, not a single trace was able to be found... 

But that didn't matter anymore!

-George's aftermath-

Gina went across the street from her house and knocked on the door, giggling as she heard loud moans inside. Soon the door opened as a sweaty and panting Gloria answered the door. "H-Hi Gina! What can I do for you?~"

"The usual~" Gina smiled as Gloria stepped away, allowing her to walk in and start taking off her clothes. "You sure changed a lot from the uptight neighbor you use to be~" Gina giggled and gave Gloria a kiss on the lips, tasting semen on those fat cock suckers.

"I know how great it is to be a pretzel slut... I'm thinking of selling my house and living with you guys if that's alright~" Gina would suddenly feel a firm slap on the from behind. "Of course! Could always use another pretzel slut for a wife..."

Gloria smiled and got down on her knees to service her husband, soon taking his entire cock down her trained throat. "Mm~ Thank you for even wanting me~" Gina moaned as she felt the husband manhandle her plump ass, after all... He owned it now.

Soon the eagerly Gina was on her knees as well, slurping on her new hubby's testicles that tasted like heaven on her slutty tongue~

-Frank's aftermath-

Things had changed... Drastically to say the least, as Francine was standing on some random street in the middle of town, practically wearing nothing, but a skimpy white dress to get more attention.

"Come on! Cheap scum here! Offering quite the deal~" Francine announced to those passing by, but no real luck sadly. "Hmph... Oh?" Just then she saw a man approach her. "Interested?~ It'll be-Ah!" 

The man smacked a 20 right in her face, but she didn't care as she slipped the bill into her cleavage and dropped to her knees. "I love a man who knows how to handle scum like me~" 

"Just shut up and suck it!" The man whipped out his cock from his pants, pressing the erect piece of meat against her face. "Fuck it smells! Did you not wash up recently? Just what scum like me deserves~"

Swirl her tongue eagerly around the dirty tip, Francine soon deepthroated the whole cock as she moaned from the taste of sweat and scent of musk. Bobbing her head and servicing the cock properly as she started to use her free hand to play with her quivering pussy.

She loved this... Ever since becoming a pretzel slut scum, she has never been happier! Even now as she slurped on some random guy's unwashed dick for God knows how long~

Her old home? Car? Job? All of it didn't matter, so long as she could be the scum she was always meant to be and get used!

-Debra's aftermath-

Thing certainly changed... The one loving wife and mother Debra was no more, replaced by a whoreish woman who practically leapt at her husband whenever given the chance.

Especially now, as Debra just walked into the house after dropping the kids off at school... Though she was dressed up ratherly... Inappropriately to say the least. "I'm home Daddy!"

Eric groaned... As much as he loved all the sex and his wife being a pretzel slut, she was exhausting! "Honey we need to talk in the kitchen..." It wasn't hard to miss the sound of heels clicking across the floor towards the kitchen.

Debra was already tossing off her clothes and heels by the time she reached the door, smiling with a look of lust in her eyes. "How kinky~ You wanna talk in the kitchen huh? Gonna ravage me as I wear an apron? Maybe shove a few utensils up my ass as you screw what little brains I have left?~"

"N-No! Honey this has to stop! I can't fuck you every hour of everyday!" Eric groaned as he already felt his sore cock growing stiff again at the sight of his naked wife.

Debra pouted and walked up to her husband, hugging him gently. "I'm sorry... I never considered how you felt... But I don't care~" Suddenly yanking his shirt off and tossing it away, the slutty wife licked her lips as she started undoing the front of his pants.

"Debra stop it!" Eric managed to shove her away, but that didn't do much as already his pants had fallen down and exposed his erect dick to the hungry slut. "Heh~ Your cock says it wants more of my attention!!~"

Dropping to her knees and suddenly lunging forward, Debra easily swallowed her husband's sore cock and pinned him to the fridge as she began to eagerly slurp on his twitching manhood. "S-Stop! It fucking hurts..!"

Debra could care less, after all she loved her husband and his fat cock... She always did~ And now that she was a pretzel slut? All of her inhibitions were gone and replaced with the need to fuck and suck everyday~ 

At least Eric didn't lose his wife... Sorta.

The end~