(Preview for story up two months early on Patreon!) We follow Henry as he finds out the State of Union Government doesn't fuck around when it comes to dolling out punishments.  Remember, folks!  It never pays to drink and drive. (MTF harpy in front of a life audience with egg-laying fun)

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The audience eagerly cheered as Henrietta now stood completely naked. When an intense tightening sensation manifested between her legs, she yelped and immediately dipped a hand down to investigate, no longer feeling concerned for her modesty. Much to her horror, her scrotum was empty and growing taut as it pulled into her groin. Her cock receded while a moist, pink slit appeared down the center of what was once her ball sack. "F-- Fuck!!! D-- Don't leave!" She pleaded, grasping at her penis as her urethra closed. Seconds later, her manhood had been reduced to a fleshy pink nub nestled between the folds of her nearly-formed pussy.

Her vagina and new urethra unceremoniously popped open amidst the valley of her feminine flower. "I-- I'm a girl..." She stammered in complete disbelief, spreading the folds of her pussy. As her legs wobbled, she fell butt-first onto the bed, feeling just how cushioned her new assets were. She sat with her legs spread, feeling around as alien sensations saturated her nethers. 'This is real-- I have a fucking pussy... This has to be a dream-- a dream...' Henrietta fell into an existential crisis as the onlookers jeered and hollered.


"Now comes the best part! We're going to get our show today, folks!!!"


Henrietta didn't have time to question the announcer after a profound itchy sensation manifested on her legs, tailbone, and arms. Just as she was about to have a complete mental breakdown, a voice sounded in her head.


'Lay on your back and give them a show.'


Henrietta felt compelled to listen despite trying fervently to resist. As commanded, she laid back in bed, keeping herself partially propped up with pillows. Her legs started to spread when she shakily placed her hands on her knees and shook her head. "N-- No, I don't want to do this..." She begged.


'Give in. Embrace your new instincts.'


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