Slash looked at the vomit all over him, and his eyes flashing, he backhanded Raphael so hard, his head spun. "That's for throwing up on me, you insignificant gnat!" Slash roared, hitting Raphael again and making him whine. "You're disgraceful. I should teach you a lesson." His eyes gleamed malevolently, he picked up a knife and placed it by Raphael's cock, watching, as the emerald turtle's eyes flew wide in panic.
"Please don't, Master," Raphael sniffed, tears filling his green eyes. "I didn't mean ta get sick. I was shocked and I'm sorry. Please don't. I'll do anythin' ya want. Anythin'. I promise."
"Anything? You want cock, don't you, my pet? You live for cock. I tamed you and turned you into a cock sucker. You love it and pleasing me."
"Yeah, Master. Anythin'. I swear. I want yer cock," Raphael choked out, hating how pathetic he sounded, but he'd do anything to keep his cock. It was his pride and glory and he couldn't lose it.
Slash untied him, lifted him onto his lap, shoved his beak into his groin and dropped down with a loud growl. His thirteen inch cock leaked precum and pulsed, veins twitching. Cum dribbled down Raphael's beak, as he inhaled his Master's scent, but he didn't want to gag to his surprise. The scent was cloying and heavy, but it was familiar now and rather comforting. He didn't want to move. He just wanted to breathe in his alpha's heavenly smell, satisfy him and to be a good pet. Wasn't that his job after all? Maybe I've always been gay and was in denial, Raphael thought? I belong here with him. I'm his and I always will be. That's my sole purpose.
Slash lifted Raphael's head and smeared some of his jizz onto Raphael's skin, beak and everywhere he could, marking and claiming him. "This is your home, Raphie," Slash said. "And you love it, don't you? You love my scent. I can smell your arousal. You love being my little toy. You were born for it."
Raphael churred, his cheeks flushed, as he breathed in the overpowering scent, which was starting to make him feel hazy and dizzy, and his eyes glazed over.
Slash grinned and said, "That's my pet. Good. Your body's accepted me and you have too."
Raphael churred again, his heart racing, as he sniffed again, his nostrils flaring. I want this, he thought. I can't get enough of him. He smells so enticin' and his cock. I wanna suck it so bad. I wanna make him feel good. I wanna satisfy him. His own cock strained against the cock ring, as he churred for the third time.
"Wow. Listen to your churrs," Slash said and chortled. "You really do love this. So obedient. I wish Splinter could see how I've tamed you. He'd be stunned."
Raphael wanted to answer, but his mind was turning to slush. All he could think about was how warm and wonderful Slash's cock was and how incredible his scent was. His alpha.
Slash chuckled and said, "You're appreciating it, Raphie. Good boy. Open up."
He lifted up Raphael's head, shoved his cock inside of his mouth and pressed down hard on Raphael's head, forcing him to deep throat him. The emerald skinned turtle's eyes flew wide in surprise, but he didn't resist. Instead, he willingly sucked him and prayed he was doing a good job.
Why do I like this so much, Raphael thought, as he listened to a deep rumble of pleasure roll up Slash's throat? I should be revolted. I'm suckin' off another man, but this feels so good. I like makin' my alpha happy. I love his salty taste. I love everythin' 'bout my Master. I can't get enough of him. I want his cock fillin' all of my holes. I'm home. This is my purpose.
Slash soon came, shooting hot jots of ropey cum down Raphael's throat and the emerald skinned turtle swallowed it all, inwardly smiling, as Slash patted his rump in praise. He'd done a great job. His first blowjob and he was proud of himself for satiating his Master.
Slash pulled out and Raphael licked him clean, savoring each morsel and thinking how delicious it was. I've changed, Raphael thought. I liked chicks, but all I can think 'bout now is cum and cocks. Maybe I never really liked chicks and was deludin' myself. This is my life now and I'm grateful ta Master for it. Never gonna make a fuss again. Just want cum and cock.
Slash placed Raphael on his lap upright, so he was sitting facing him and said breathlessly, "That wasn't a bad job, fairy. You'll get better of course. Did you have fun, pet?"
"Yeah, Master. Ya taste sensational. I can't get enough of yer cum," Raphael said and flushed.
"Of course. That's what a real alpha smells like, peach blossom," Slash said and nipped Raphael's collarbone. Raphael mewled, but instead of trying to shift away, turned his head, so Slash had greater access to his neck. Slash sank his teeth into it, leaving deep bites and Raphael groaned. His Master was claiming him again and he loved it. Who'd have thought he'd love being owned and bossed around? He never had when Fearless had bossed him around and had fought every chance he got, so why was now any different? Oh, right. Slash could crush him if he didn't comply and Slash turned him on, so he'd listen and would do anything to get cum. Cum. He felt like he was a sex deviant wanting it all of the time. Splinter would have told him he was sick. Maybe he was, but….
Slash released his teeth and sniffed the air. There was a strange scent, something feminine, like roses or was it peaches? He couldn't quite place where it emanated from. Then it hit him. Raphael. What was up with that? Was Raphael turning into a girl?
He sniffed again. Yes. Definitely peaches and Raphael was turning into a girl. His cock would probably shrivel up, he'd lose his muscle mass and would be an alluring female. No matter. Slash liked females too and it'd be easier for Raphael to lay the eggs. He wouldn't say anything and would wait for the transformation to take place.
"What, Master?" Raphael asked nervously. "Do I smell awful?"
Slash ignored his question, picked him up and carried him into the bedroom. He placed Raphael down onto the bed and said, "You'll do what I want. I own you. You know that, right?" Slash said, staring deeply into Raphael's eyes.
"Y-yes," Master. I'm yers. Yer toy. My sole purpose is ta please ya."
Slash reached into a box, took out a pink ribbon and attached it to Raphael's tail. "Wag your tail, my sissy," Slash demanded. "Wag it and show me you love me."
Raphael blushed, wagged his little tail and Slash stroked it, watching as Raphael's eyes glazed over and listening to the loud churr the emerald skinned turtle emitted.
"I remember when you were a warrior and so strong and obstinate," Slash said. "You're different now. Now you yearn for my praise and attention and you don't resist me. You love me and want my babies, don't you, Raphie? You want my seed filling you up. You like being used and abused. You need it. You need me."
"Yes, Master. I want that. I want it all," a brainwashed Raphael said and affectionately nuzzled his cheek against Slash's hand. "I want yer young. I want yer cum. I want ya. I can't live without ya. Need ya so bad. I wanna make yer happy. I'll do all ya want."
"I'll kill you if you try to escape, Raphie. That's a promise, so you'd better behave," Slash said and tugged hard on Raphael's tail, making him cry out. "I'll kill the babies too if I have to. Do you understand? But I'd first torture you, yank out all of your teeth and your nails with wire cutters, will burn you and will cut off your cock. I won't want to do it, but I will. Do you get the point?"
"Y-yes, Master," Raphael said fearfully, his eyes brimming with tears at the thought of his death. "There ain't no need for that. I'll be a good little sissy and will do all ya want. I promise. I won't try ta escape, but I would like ya ta fix my leg. I don't wanna just lie in bed all day and be a blimp. Can…."
Slash shook his head and said coldly, "No. And I'll cut off your cock if you ask me again. I'm not fixing your leg. Shut up. There's no point for it if all you'll be doing is pleasuring me. So quit asking, you dumb and insolent pet."
"I'm sorry. I don't mean ta make ya mad, Master," Raphael sniffed. "Please don't hurt me. Please don't. Yer pet is…."
"Pathetic and a faggy. Say that."
"Yer pet's pathetic and is a faggy. Yers for all eternity."
Raphael despised what a drip and a pathetic sack of shit he was, sucking up to his Master and accepting his abuse, but he knew he didn't have a choice and he couldn't escape with his dodgy leg. He'd be killed if he fought back and he liked the rough sex anyway. Maybe it was what he'd needed. Maybe it was his true self, instead of the brave warrior he'd thought he was. He wasn't cut out to be a ninja if that was the case. He was better off being a pleasure slave and getting all the cum and cock he could want. He'd still be useful and have some purpose to his life. Maybe Slash would change his mind and would fix his leg if he proved his worth.
He wondered about his brothers and quickly shoved the thought to the back of his mind. I don't want them seein' me like this, Raphael thought. I've accepted this is my fate, but I don't want them seein' how I've changed or seein' me gravid with babies. I don't want that. The guys would be revolted with me. I'm a disgrace.
Tears streamed down his cheeks to his shame. Slash raised an eye ridge and said, "Why are you sniveling, worm?"
"I used ta be courageous and now I' m a spineless nothin'," Raphael wept. "I've changed. I know yer my superior and I gotta do what ya want. I've accepted it and so has my body, but it ain't what I thought my life would be like, Master."
Slash shrugged and said, "No. I made you a something. I've given you a purpose. Serving me. You should be grateful. I've given you a home and you'll soon bear young. Something else to be proud of. You were an empty shell before. You desired a purpose. You needed someone to look after you and to tame you, because you're really a weakling deep down. You faked your strength. You need mine. You need me. So what if you're pathetic and so what if you become a fat blob? Who needs muscles when you're a pleasure slave? Dry your moronic tears. You know I'm right. This is the authentic you, Raphie. So many people struggle to find themselves. I helped you do so and you should be thankful."
"I was somethin'. I was a ninja and..."
"Shut up. I don't want to hear any more complaints."
"I wasn't moanin', Master. I was…"
"YOU'RE IRRITATING ME!" Slash boomed. He grabbed Raphael's arm and twisted it so hard, Raphael head the bones snap.
The emerald skinned turtle screamed in anguish, tears running down his cheeks. He's fuckin' broken my arm, Raphael thought tearfully. Shit.
"That wouldn't have happened if you'd kept your fucking beak shut," Slash yelled. "You always try to test my patience. You promised you'd behave. Now you can wallow there with your busted arm and leg. See if I care. You did this to yourself, you ungrateful shit." Slash kicked him in the side and added, "I may be gone a few days. Try not to defecate on yourself. I'll whip you if you do."
Then Slash stalked out, leaving a sobbing Raphael. I tried pleasin' Master, Raphael thought miserably. But I had ta open my beak. It's my fault he hurt me. I shoulda stayed silent. I hate makin' him mad. I'm gonna apologize when he returns and I'm gonna be a better pet. I'll do whatever it takes ta show him how sorry I am. I'm his and he's my alpha and I'm never gonna misbehave again. I promise. Come back. Don't leave me. I can't be alone. I need ya, Master. I'm nothin' without ya. Ya give me purpose. Ya were right. Bein' a ninja wasn't my purpose. My purpose is pleasin' ya and havin' babies. Our babies. I'll try ta be a good daddy, Master. Come back. I'm scared. I need yer strength and ya so bad
A/N So Raphael's transformation is starting to take place. Will he accept it or resist? He's accepted his life, but turning into a girl's another story.
This chapter was meant to be about Leo, but Raphael took over lol.
Sorry for taking so long to update. I don't have much family near to me and the ones I'm close to live overseas. My uncle and aunt are visiting from Canada and I've been spending my time with them and also my nephew, who's down. My nephew is staying on for work experience though and my aunt and uncle go back at the end of March. Updates will be as often as I can and more regular when they've left.
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