Toy Factory

The man's piercing eyes tore into David.

"Son, you are our guest. We offer you a warm bed, a roof over you head and food in your belly. This must be an improvement over living rough on the streets."

David squirmed. He was asleep in a trash bin and the next thing he knew the two burly guys who now stood behind him in the room guarding the door, were manhandling him into a car.

"David, that is your name isn't it, let me explain a bit about this place. I am Doctor Martin. We provide a special service to very special clients. Clients who have specific tastes and have the money to afford them. We provide them with that which satisfies these tastes and they provide us with a very large amount of money. A sort of toy factory if you will! Unfortunately for you �you are something we need to provide our service." The man was scaring David but he was too tightly bound to do anything.

"Usually I like to take my new guests on a tour of our little facility. If you look at the television monitor over there�" the man said pointing at a TV on the wall " you will see some of our other guests." He flicked a switch and an image flickered onto the screen. It seemed to be an hospital ward with a number of beds with young men in them. Each of them seemed to have bandages on some part of their bodies.

"Aaah you see my guests. Just like you they arrived here afraid and in need of our help. Each one of these young men have been prepared for one of my clients �.in the first bed you see Jon. �. you see some bandages�well we had to perform some simple adjustments to him for our clients. He been gelded and his teeth removed." The man smiled at David.

"Next to him is Greg, he unfortunately has lost a leg. It was unfortunate but my client's requirements were quite specific. He wanted a young man with his left leg removed below the knee. We obliged.

Next is Ian, we have found it also necessary to geld him and reduce his quite substantial member to only about 1 inch.

Then comes Bryan, such a handsome man you would agree, well we had to do quite a bit of work on him, his left arm is permanently limp and his left ankle is fixed into position. I am afraid he will need walking stick from now on.

Next to him is Peter. You can see with Peter that his legs are both in braces. They are permanently fixed to his bones. The only way to remove them would be to amputate his legs.

Then comes my absolute triumph. Andrew and Adam!" David recoiled in horror at the image on the screen.

Two men lay in a bed together.

"You will admit won't you David, that Siamese twins are rare and I simply could not find a pair so I had simply had to create them.

Adam and Andrew are twins and with a little surgery, unfortunately necessitating the removal an arm and a leg from each of them, I was able to create my own set of Siamese twins. The client paid a lot for this very special pair."

David looked at the screen. The two boys lay there joined down their side, one staring into space the other whimpering gently on his pillow.

"And finally we come to Paul. Such a sweet boy especially now that he too is gelded and the lobotomy combined with electro shock therapy and neuroleptic drugs have left him so quiet and malleable."

David was stunned. This monster had caused all this. The TV radiated pain and agony and he was at this madman's mercy.

"Now son, we have to decide what to do for you?" The man tapped on a computer and scrolled through some sort of database � an order book maybe, until he stopped. "Ummm �I think we have one here. A client looking for a young man your age and general build and colouring�.mmmm. I think this it.

I do hope you like tattoos David, it seems your benefactor will want extensive work including full body tattoos."

He smiled gently at David who was by now just desperately trying to scream and get out of his bonds.

"Son it is too late. It is decided."

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David awoke. He was in bed on his stomach, his arms tied straight out like a cross. His whole body felt as if it was on fire. He could just focus on his hand at the end of his right arm. It looked strange. He realised that it had been tattooed. His hand was a mass of multicoloured ink.

His arm was bandaged so he could not see what his skin looked like but the pain told him the tattooing covered his arms and back and legs at least but why did his face feel so sore. Then it struck him like a bolt of lightning �they had tattooed his face. He began to cry gently. What had they done to him?

Although he could not see it he was aware of a tube in his left arm and another from his groin.

As he lay half-asleep and groggy from the drugs that had been pumped into his system he became aware of low groans. He was not alone. He looked sideways again and saw another bed, with another victim of the mad doctor.

The man's legs were spread wide apart and were in plaster and the man was in some sort of traction device.

David could only imagine what had been done to the man whose face was wrapped in bandages.

The door to the small room opened and the "doctor" walked in. "Ah! My two boys are awake." He said with a grin.

"David let me introduce you to Phillip." He said pointing at the other young man in the plaster casts.

"Phillip here, has had a bit of a rough day. It seems his knees and pelvis are a mess and he will never walk again without help and he needed some jaw surgery, sadly he can only suck liquids from now on. We had to remove his teeth and much of his soft palette. Very delicate operation really." Phillip groaned as the doctor finished talking about him.

"And you David, well the tattooing went well and those awkward testes of yours have also been removed. Personally I like to remove the penis of my young geldings but your new owner wanted that part intact but heavily circumcised and tattooed which is what we have done along with a total body tattoo.

We haven't quite finished David, a few minor adjustments are left to be done and then you are out of here and on your way to your new owner. I use the word "owner" quite deliberately. Mr Wai has paid a lot of money on your behalf and he will want it back, in kind, I suspect."

David groaned trying to speak but his tongue seemed not to work.

"Oh! Don't try and talk David, your tongue has been split and your teeth have been sharpened so speaking may be a bit of a problem for a few days until the swelling goes down. Of course the adjustments to your larynx mean you can only whisper anyway.

We do still have some work to do. Your ears need some work and there are some more piercings to be done but you are pretty much over the worst of it.

David groaned once more because of the pain and the horror of what had been done to him and what lay ahead.

Who was this Mr Wai and what was he going to want. It did not bear thinking about.

Sometime in the next hours or was it days, David did not know, they came for David again. When he awoke David he found more pain. His ears were bandaged and large and very thick rings hung from his nipples and earlobes.

The Doctor entered the room once more this time he was joined by two "guards" who were pushing a large mirror and by a large, really quite ugly and obese Chinese man.

David looked at the man knowing this was probably Mr. Wai. The man seemed somehow cold and distant.

"He has come through the adjustments quite well. His tongue is a bit swollen still but everything else is quite ok! "The doctor said as he moved to David's bedside. "Let's see how the ears are working out." With that he removed the bandages from David's ears.

He smiled and turned to the visitor.

"Mr Wai, I think you will approve." Wai just nodded his head.

The doctor motioned to the two guards and they came over and pulling back the bedclothes lifted David out of bed.

"He is still a little weak but will be ok! In a day or so, he will be ready to travel with you on schedule." the doctor said as the guards half-carried, half pushed David towards the full-length mirror. Finally David could see what had been done to him.

His whole body, back and front, was covered in a tattoo in the form of multicoloured flames that rose from his feet to the top of his head.

His once pendulous ball sac was empty and a series of large rings hung from the now useless sac. Large rings were also hanging from his deeply circumcised penis and nipples.

His ears had been reshaped into something akin to dog's ears ending in sharp points. They also were heavily pierced with multiple rings of differing sizes. His head, shaved and tattooed seemed to have grown a series of bumps and nodules forming a line down the centre and a large Chinese symbol had been carved into his forehead.

David gasped at the sight. He had been irretrievably changed. His body redesigned for the pleasure of this strange Chinese man. He tried to speak but the Doctor stopped him. He grabbed David's mouth and forced it open.

"You will see his tongue has been split down the middle to give him the forked look you wished Mr Wai and we have quietened his voice as well.

Mr Wai smiled "Most satisfactory my friend, most satisfactory� but the lobotomy�do you think it will be necessary ?"

"I leave that up to you Mr Wai. It is in your hands?"

"Well I do like my animals quietened ..yes I think a lobotomy is a good idea. Proceed with it Doctor Martin and I will have it pick up in three days." Mr Wai nodded and smiled revealing smoked stained teeth.

David struggled with his guards but they held him firmly as Doctor Martin looked at him almost pitying the young man upon whom he was about carry out one final procedure�..

"Now David this won't be too bad you won't feel a thing .." Martin said as he approached David with a syringe he had pulled from his pocket �.