Convicting Emma (Non-futa, transformation, bestiality)

Story by Hardcover

Well, here we are with my first animal TF story in a while. This one was inspired by Kora/MamaB's sequence The Sentence. That one involved a girl being turned into a horse cock. While it wasn't my thing, I found the set up intriguing so here is my rather different take on the idea of someone convicted by law to be transformed. I had fun giving people some ironic names in this one: Emma's last name if Faire but she's treated anything but fairly. Kort's name is fun as he's deeply suspicious of the corrupt Gobai court system. And Rintiro's name is an amalgam of canine movie star Rin Tin Tin and Japanese animator Rin Taro. Like the Transforming Mandy story, this one contains a lot of strait depictions of bestiality, so avoid if that make you queasy. This was meant to be a shorter story but I ended up with a 33 page monster. In theory, I could get three or four more chapters out of this one, but who knows if I will. Contains Transformation (F>German Shepherd), bestiality, anal, oral, forced transformation. Please comment if you like this story or Emma will bite you

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CONVICTING EMMA

By Hardcover

“Transformation literally means going beyond your form.”

--Wayne Dyer

Far off in the outer reaches of the galaxy, the technologically prosperous world of Gobai slowly revolved on its access as it made its way around its life giving star. Being so far away from the rest of the main stay of human galactic settlements, the green and purple tinged planet of Gobai had its own rules and laws, sometimes quite different from the norm. What made the world so unique was its unparalleled advances in genetic manipulation, made easily and above all else rather cheaply allowing those from all walks of life to access to its benefits. Few people on Gobai ever aged, and mostly they never got sick. Life spans were tripled due to the technology and the only deformities were deliberate, employed as means of self expression. Little people, for example, were not victims of a random condition on Gobai, dwarfism was a lifestyle choice. Even food (including pet food) was genetically engineered to produce neither waste nor unwanted body fat. Those who lived on Gobai were allowed access to a wide variety of genetic benefits, but were also subject to its sometime harsh and often corrupt justice system. The scientists on the world had used this genetic knowledge for medical reasons, cosmetic reasons, life extension and also for criminal punishment.

In the smaller city of Varusa, inside the great court hall, a trial was now taking place. Emma Faire stood in the defendant’s box, staring up at the Grand Lawsayer with growing horror. She stood dressed in her prisoner’s garb of a grey sleeveless shirt, and only a pair of grey panties on her bottoms. It was humiliating, but nothing compared to the waking nightmare that was now before her. Her Defender stood to her left at a wooden desk where his various papers were laid out. Emma stared at him with frustration: His defense of her had not been all he had promised, and now she feared dreadfully for her future. Her lips quivered as the Lawsayer took her position behind the high set wooden desk, flanked by her two assistants on either side: A young blonde woman and a young man with brown hair. The Lawsayer looked stern and almost sinister, and she was here to deliver the final verdict.

Emma was a pretty girl, appearing to be only about eighteen. She had long curly honey brown hair that flowed down her head and shoulders in large waves, streaked by a few bits of blonde. Her eyes were big and expressive, her eyebrows thick but not grossly so. She had full thick lips, as well as a rather pronounced chin rounding out her shield shaped face. The diminutive prison garb did little to hide her voluptuous figure, her large D cup breasts pushing through the material slightly exposing the sides and revealing the shape of her nipples underneath. The underpants clung tightly to her curvy hips which led down to her long legs. Aside from that, the only other item she wore was her engagement ring. She was not ashamed of her looks, but she felt naked and exposed out here dressed like that, and she was not one to strut around in practically nothing like this. Especially since vid screens outside the court hall were broadcasting this to anyone who wished to watch. And video globes floated around recording the proceedings which were being streamed over the interwebnet.

Emma stood on a raised octagonal platform, ringed on all sides but the right by a polished wooden railing. She was flanked on both sides by six guards, armed with sleep clubs and other weapons, and dressed in highly polished armor and exquisite purple robes and capes. To her left facing diagonally was the Defender’s desk, a finely carved piece of antique looking

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