Part One:
![[Animation] Breasting Bad - Feminization by Transviscera](https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/87684d17-8b34-4054-a6cc-9b9e97dcb44a/dg3u67o-9c029ab6-920d-49af-9985-032711e13afc.gif/v1/fit/w_150,h_150,q_85,strp/_animation__breasting_bad___feminization_by_transviscera_dg3u67o-150.jpg?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7ImhlaWdodCI6Ijw9NTEyIiwicGF0aCI6IlwvZlwvODc2ODRkMTctOGIzNC00MDU0LWE2Y2MtOWI5ZTk3ZGNiNDRhXC9kZzN1NjdvLTljMDI5YWI2LTkyMGQtNDlhZi05OTg1LTAzMjcxMWUxM2FmYy5naWYiLCJ3aWR0aCI6Ijw9MTM4NCJ9XV0sImF1ZCI6WyJ1cm46c2VydmljZTppbWFnZS5vcGVyYXRpb25zIl19.JwBafBjYB2SqUdfdmqSimnd8VwzHKO0shHMbcaU2oc4)
Part Two:
![[Animation test] Breaking Ass - Walter Feminised by Transviscera](https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/87684d17-8b34-4054-a6cc-9b9e97dcb44a/dg44j9v-caded94c-66f8-41a9-b303-85fa3e51527d.gif/v1/fit/w_150,h_150,q_85,strp/_animation_test__breaking_ass___walter_feminised_by_transviscera_dg44j9v-150.jpg?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7ImhlaWdodCI6Ijw9MTAyNCIsInBhdGgiOiJcL2ZcLzg3Njg0ZDE3LThiMzQtNDA1NC1hNmNjLTliOWU5N2RjYjQ0YVwvZGc0NGo5di1jYWRlZDk0Yy02NmY4LTQxYTktYjMwMy04NWZhM2U1MTUyN2QuZ2lmIiwid2lkdGgiOiI8PTE5NTMifV1dLCJhdWQiOlsidXJuOnNlcnZpY2U6aW1hZ2Uub3BlcmF0aW9ucyJdfQ.m0rbbXL89IPElJcngeydC5hsLBSOQa__-EBdTy9v1Qw)
Part Three:
Part Four:
Ed Gilbraith, the Disappearer, had his hands in the innards a Hoover MaxExtract PressurePro when the phone rang. He wiped his hands off, turned down the radio, and answered it. It was the vet confirming he'd be there in three days with his tools to finish the work on the two men in his basement.
"Appreciate you doing this," Gilbraith said. "Heard you got out of the game years ago."
"I did," Dr Caldera replied. "But me and Saul go way back. Looking forward to getting my hands on him. See you tuesday."
Returning to his work, Gilbraith became aware of the quietness. Things had been frosty between the two guests in the basement, escalating to endless bickering once he'd begun Walt and Saul on the IV drips of estrogen and T-blockers, the strong stuff they used on dairy farms to make cows lactate, generously sent ahead in advance by the vet. It had turned them into hyperemotional messes and they'd not stopped yelling for weeks, their tirades carrying through two feet of concrete.
Now there was only blessed silence.
Perhaps they've beaten each other to death, he thought. Curious, Gilbraith turned on the TV tuned to the camera in the hidden room below his feet.
"Well at least that's keepin' them quiet," Gilbraith murmured as the inflated beauties on the screen fondled each other. It seemed the hormones had heightened emotions in more ways than one. "Use 'em while you got 'em, boys. You've got a date with the vet," he chuckled, as they ground their chemically-atrophied manhoods against each others silicone curves.
Muting the unsettling deep groans, he put his feet on the desk and sat back to watch where this was going.