'Five Years Paradise' stars Roy (soon to be Remi), who chooses to undergo a mysterious five-year "special program" in lieu of serving a 23-year prison sentence. In chapter 1, we're introduced to Roy as he starts to undergo some unexpected changes. (Series will contain MTF anthro bunny shenanigans, severe hormones, heat cycles, breeding, and pregnancy)

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Five Years in Paradise: Chapter 1

When Roy was given the option to choose between a twenty-three year prison sentence or five years in a “special program,” it didn’t take long for him to make his decision.  There were a few caveats to consider with the special program option, such as the fact he wouldn’t be provided information on what he’d be doing ahead of time, and that he would likely undergo physical changes of some kind.

While such stipulations were concerning, he was assured that regardless of said changes, he’d be completely healthy and devoid of any ailments or impairments.  Apparently, those within the program would have amenities that far exceeded those provided to prisoners.  He was promised good food, a comfortable bed, good food, and leisurely activities as long as he adhered to the program schedule and remained obedient.

Twenty-three years in the slammer, or five years of some program where he’d be allowed some degree of dignity?  For him, it was no question.

Roy sat on the side of his bed in the room he was provided at-- where was he again?  Some kinda medical facility?  He had been taken here in the back of a vehicle without windows and it had been a nine hour drive, so he wasn’t sure in all honesty.

“Ergh…”  He rubbed his arm again and winced.  They gave him three injections and a few pills before hooking him up to a machine and writing things on a chart.  Afterward, he was ushered to this room and told to wait while the treatment went into effect.  Any questions he had were rebuked, and he was merely told that he’d be filled in when necessary.  “What a pain,” he grunted, laying back in bed as he stared at the ceiling.  By now, he had started to sweat and felt a squirmy, churning sensation deep within his body’s core.  Something was happening, and the lack of clarity regarding what that might be drove him a little mad.

Roy was a fairly fit, tall man with short, well-cut brown hair and soft blue eyes.  Unfortunately for him, being handsome hadn’t been enough to keep him out of trouble.  After finding out he was going to get laid off from his position as the accounting department head of a big insurance company, he made his move.  He knew the company had scummy practices, and he told himself it was no big deal if he embezzled a little money.  There were far greater crimes than misappropriating funds from a company run by blood-sucking parasites, right?

Well, he wasn’t nearly as clever as he thought himself to be, and after he was caught embezzling over a million, an army of top-rated lawyers decimated him in court and he ended up convicted of more than he should have.  ‘I’m such a dumbass,’ he lamented, putting his hands over his face as he shook his head.  Why did he think he could get away with it?  He’d tell himself, “If I’m just careful and cover my tracks….” but that obviously didn’t work out the way he hoped it would.

“Mmggh…”  Roy groaned as his bones suddenly popped and cracked.  He moved his neck from side to side, feeling strangely stiff as tingly heat manifested within his chest and crotch.  “That-- feels weird…  Shit,” he muttered, sitting up as he crossed his arms and took a deep breath.  He had to stay calm; no matter what was happening, he’d be healthy and whatever, right?  He only needed to last five years and he’d be completely free.

“I-- I can do this,” he told himself as he scratched his chest.  Were his pecs swollen?  Also, did his arms look thinner?  He held an arm out to look at, and could have sworn that it looked smaller-- lither, perhaps.  All the while, he felt more cushion where he sat, causing him to shift and reach a hand down to touch his rear end.  Was he imagining things?  This didn’t seem right at all.

Tension built within his abdomen, followed by a distinct tightening within his waist, and a general aching in the lower half of his body. ‘The fuck?...’  He laid back again and pulled a pillow over his face, trying not to dwell on the changes he had no control over.  Surely it was nothing.  Whatever changes befell him would be minor at best and he’d soon be through the worst of it. 

Despite his coping, his chest started to swell as two distinct bumps formed from the softening tissue of what were once muscular pecs.  His bones creaked and quivered with increasing intensity while a powerful pressure formed beneath his navel.  “Hngg-- fuck!”  His voice cracked ever so slightly as he reached up and shakily touched his chest.  After briefly probing, he gasped and pulled away.  Not only did it feel like he now needed a training bra, but the sensitivity of his strangely engorged nipples sent a shock down his..

Unable to sit by idly, he quickly stood from the bed and staggered to the mirror he had been provided.  Seconds later, he stripped from the hospital gown and stared at his reflection in bewilderment.  “N-- No…  Holy shit…”  He gasped in horror.  Not only was he noticeably shorter, but much of his muscle mass had melted away into something softer, and lightly toned.  What looked like A cup breasts sat upon his chest, while his tightening waist and widening hips gave him an androgynous look.  To make things worse, his once prominent cock looked to be an inch shorter than normal, his ballsack noticeably shrunken and hanging lower than normal.

All he could do was stare in disbelief while the pressure within his abdomen mounted, spreading outward as his body became more feminine before his very eyes.  Above the neck, his masculine facial features were already softening, with his stubble falling out and leaving smooth skin beneath.

“A-- A woman?”  He whispered, shaking his head in denial.  That couldn't be right-- no, he refused to believe it.  There was no way in hell he was turning into a chick; maybe whatever they injected him with was making him hallucinate.

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His mind raced as a pang of icy dread ran through him.  How was this possible?  What had they told him again?  He’d undergo physical changes, but would remain healthy and be without ailments. He’d still be a person with functional hands, feet, etcetera.  None of the changes would impede him from living a normal, happy life.  When going through the criteria in his head, he started to realize how vague all of it was.  There was nothing promising he’d remain male, and women were fully capable of being healthy and living fulfilling lives.

“Shit…  N-- No, this isn’t happening,” Roy stammered before letting out a low moan as his crotch throbbed, sending tingly warmth through his abdomen.  A potent tightening formed between his legs and he quickly dipped a trembling hand down, feeling his ball sack in desperation.  Much to his horror, his sack was completely empty.  When prodding upward, he could just barely feel them as they ascended upward into his pelvis while his hips and waist contorted to make room for female reproductive organs.

“Mm-- ahhhh!”  He cried out as his breasts throbbed with electric shocks and unbearable heat.  Each pulse left his blossoming tits a little larger, filling like warm water balloons while his ass softened and grew in tandem with the womanly curving of his back and spine.

‘I don’t-- I don’t want to be a girl!  Th-- they tricked me!’  He lamented as the pressure beneath his navel continued to expand and grow, matching the pace of his tightening waist and widening hips.  His bones continued to snap and pop, limbs shortening while his muscles melted away into a lither, more feminine form.  When staring desperately at his hands, he saw how clearly feminine they had become, with dainty digits and soft skin.

Roy’s legs buckled and he nearly fell to the ground.  Instead, he wobbled and managed to place his hands against the wall.  “Agggh!”  His plump ass jutted back while his withered genitals lowered.  Seconds later, his scrotum had pulled taut against his groin, the loose skin tightening while a noticeable seam formed down the center.  He felt it all, and by god was it a bizarre sensation.  From where he stood propped against the wall, his breasts bounced and dangled free, continuing to fill and grow past a C cup.  His nethers squirmed and writhed, his dick receding and sucking upward until it was only an inch in length.  

“N-- No….”  She whined, voice climbing multiple octaves while becoming a being that could not rightfully be called male.  She removed one hand from the wall and pushed it below her waist, tears forming in her eyes as she found what remained of her cock and pulled on it, as if to stop it from disappearing into the folds of her soon-to-be feminine sex.  “Eeeep!”  She squealed as a jolt of electric pleasure shot through her pelvis, causing her transforming genitals to spasm and quiver.

The seam that had formed down what was once her scrotum split and started to reshape into inner and outer labia.  In response, the head of her cock shrunk and sucked into the rosy pink folds, positioning itself to become her new clit while her urethra sealed shut.  After regaining some composure and biting her lip, she touched it in disbelief, feeling as a fleshy hood snugly enwrapped the sensitive nub.

She was so horrified and awestruck, she didn’t notice as patches of short, dense, and silky white fur sprouted in various places, starting to spread over her supple, feminine form.  All the while, her ears started to itch while a pressure manifested at her spine’s base.  “I-- I’m a girl-- my voice…  Holy shit,” she cried out, touching her smooth throat and feeling no noticeable Adam's apple.

Her womb finished forming along with her cervix and a moist, tight canal forming beneath and inching downward.  Roy felt a distinct splitting sensation deep within her and instinctively understood it to be her new vagina getting ready to open.  “D-- Don’t, please…  I don’t want you-- I don’t want this,” she pleaded and shook her head while her ears situated atop her head and elongated.  Despite her pleas, her vaginal opening popped open a mere few seconds later, followed by her new urethra immediately after.  “Kyaaah!”  She cried out with a girlish shrill, her new pussy convulsing as a vaginal orgasm racked her pelvis and lower body.  It was unlike anything she’d ever felt before, penetrating deep into her core.

Silky, glossy white fluff crawled up her arms, legs, and abdomen, soon encroaching upon her chest and neck.  Meanwhile, a cashmere-like, cotton puff tail sprouted from her ample backside.  “W-- What the fuck?”  She stammered, her frantic thoughts and raging hormones making it difficult to think clearly.  Upon making the few step journey back to the mirror, she nearly fell over, thrown off by her new center of gravity and the sway of her pronounced hips.  There was also a noticeable lack of resistance between her thighs where she once had external genitals to contend with.

Roy reached the mirror just in time to watch as her nose and face started to change ever so slightly, taking on a slight animal-like quality while her fluffy bunny ears nearly reached their full height.  All she could do was stare with wide eyes and mouth agape as fur fully enveloped her, and the changes reached their conclusion.  Trembling and unable to move or speak, she took in the sight of a pristine, gorgeous rabbit girl in the mirror.

‘Therians’ had existed in this world for the better part of two decades now.  People who underwent genetic modifications to become ‘animal-like,’ and while Roy had always found furry chicks extremely hot, she had no desire to be one.  From what she understood, such changes were a one way trip; trying to change back or to undergo more extreme modifications could lead to the deterioration of one’s DNA and an inevitable death due to progressive aging.

The bunny in the mirror was undeniably flawless.  She couldn’t have been taller than five- feet two-inches in height, with broad hips, breasts in the lower D cup range, and long, shapely legs despite her short height.  Her fur was a glossy, pure white, her hair similarly colored, nearly shoulder-length in height, and in need of a proper trim.  An adorable, bunny-like nose and a mouth with a very slight muzzle-like quality adorned her face, with expressive, girlish crimson eyes that stared back at her.

“Oh my god,” she gasped, reaching up to touch one of her ears and shivering upon feeling how sensitive it was.  Her whole body tingled, with a warm fuzziness enveloping her breasts and crotch.  She heard everything around her far more clearly than she ever had before, her ears rotating and moving to pick up each minute sound.  “Dreaming-- I’m dreaming,” she muttered, stumbling backward and falling onto the bed.  She instinctively pulled a knee up, wrapping her arms around it while closing her eyes tightly and trying to pretend none of this just happened.  There was no way in hell any of this just happened.

CHAPTER END