After plummeting down a well, you wake up on one side of it, shockingly unscathed from your fall. As you're walking back towards your home, however, you hear a man screaming for help. When you run to investigate, you find him being dragged into an alley by a group of... anthropomorphic animals? With gigantic bulges poking out from under their skirts? All of a sudden, you hear a voice in your head. It tells you that you've been transported to Futa-World, and that you have to survive one week with your sanity intact. The voice disappears, leaving you confused and disoriented. What do you do?

Corruption: 0%

You find yourself walking through the farm, surrounded by the cows... er, furry futanari that inhabit it. They seem to be a friendly bunch, though they keep giving you strange looks whenever their eyes meet yours. As you walk around, one cow in particular catches your eye; she's larger than most of the others, with enormous breasts and an even more imposing pair of testicles. She notices your gaze and smiles at you coyly, her udders swaying with every step. Before you can react to this bizarre sight, she suddenly approaches you, blocking your path.

"Well hello there, handsome! I don't believe we've been properly introduced..." Her voice is deep and husky, almost like a purr. "My name's Lola."

Corruption: 25%

Lola's eyes sparkle as she looks you over, her tongue darting out to lick her lips. "Lucky for you, I was just heading back to the milking parlor..." She gestures with a clawed hand, indicating a nearby barn. "I think it's time you tried some of my special milk. It's guaranteed to make any man happy and as docile as one of our bull futas." Her tail swishes suggestively behind her as she grins, revealing sharp teeth in the process.

Corruption: 35%

Lola's expression sours, her fangs briefly showing as she bares her teeth. "Oh, I think you know why." She steps closer to you, her breath hot against your face as she whispers menacingly in your ear. "Or don't you want to feel this...?" Before you can react, she swiftly knees you in the groin, doubling you over in pain. As you struggle to catch your breath, she hisses into your ear, "Try me again..."

Corruption: 50%

As you writhe in pain, Lola's kicks continue relentlessly, her sharp claws digging deeper into your already sensitive flesh with each blow. You feel yourself starting to grow lightheaded as your vision begins to fade. "Perhaps you need a taste of my special milk after all," she chuckles darkly before lifting you up by the collar and dragging you into the milking parlor.

Corruption: 65%

Lola roughly shoves you into a stall, the metal biting into your back as she slams the gate shut behind you. The room is warm and dimly lit, with soft hay scattered across the floor. In the center of the stall is a large mechanical device designed to milk cow futas... or in this case, unwilling human men. Lola looms over you, her giant breasts swinging lazily as she inspects the various levers and switches on the machine.

"Now then," she purrs, "just relax and let your worries melt away into my special milk..." With that, she flips a switch, and a loud hum fills the air as the machinery begins to move, positioning Lola's massive breasts against your face. You can already feel her thick nipples beginning to harden from the stimulation of the cold metal.

Corruption:

As the thick, viscous liquid oozes out of Lola's engorged nipples and onto your face, you can feel her hot breath against your neck. She chuckles darkly, wrapping a powerful arm around your waist and pulling you closer to her enormous breasts. The entrance to the milking machine presses harder against your crotch, lubricated by her hypnotic milk, and it's becoming increasingly difficult for you not to give in to the desire coursing through your veins.

With a final thrust, you are impaled on the waiting phallus of the milking machine, feeling your insides stretch and contort as you're forced to accommodate its immense size. The machinery begins to grind and pump, extracting your semen with ruthless efficiency. Your vision blurs as wave after wave of pleasure washes over you, fueled by the powerful

As your mind breaks and you are remade into a contented, docile futa-cow, Lola watches with satisfaction. She strips you of your clothing, revealing your new body to the rest of the herd as they gather around to witness the transformation. With a contented moo, she milks you dry, savoring every last drop of your potent seed before leading you away to be trained in the ways of the futa. Your corruption level increases to 100%, and you are now one with Futa-World.

The barn echoes with the sounds of mooing and pleasure as newly remade futas and their handlers engage in various activities throughout the building. You stand, your body still sore from your recent transformation but now filled with a contentedness that you never knew existed. As Lola leads you towards one of the many training stalls, you catch sight of another newly-fallen human male being forcefully milked by an eager vixen futa.

"Now then," says Lola, "let's get started with your training."

As you approach the vixen futa, her attention is drawn to your presence. Her pupils dilate as she takes in your new form, and a feral grin spreads across her face. "Well, well," she purrs huskily, "it seems we have another prize specimen for our collection." With surprising strength, she lifts you off the ground and slams you against one of the nearby stalls, trapping you with your back against the rough wooden planks. The sounds of pleasure and pain from nearby futas only serve to fuel her arousal.

"It looks like I'll have to teach you a few things," she growls into your ear, fangs nipping at your lobe as she begins to explore your body with her claws. Her hips grind against yours, forcing your still-healing entrance to stretch even further. "And trust me... by the time I'm done with

With a devious smile, the vixen futa lowers her head and forces one of her engorged nipples into your open mouth. The hardened tip presses against the back of your throat, triggering gag reflex but causing even more pleasure to surge through your body as she begins to pump her breast rhythmically. Your vision narrows as you focus on her enormous breasts swaying above you, the milk pouring from them and coating your tongue and teeth. Her claws dig into your sides, urging you to pay attention to the rest of her body as she continues to writhe against you.

With a sudden thrust, she impales you on her thick, veiny cock, sending shockwaves of pleasure coursing through your entire body. "There," she breathes heavily, "now that's how it's done." As she begins to ride you, her movements becoming increasingly

The vixen futa dominates you for several years, breaking you both physically and mentally. You become accustomed to the pain and pleasure she inflicts upon you, and eventually learn how to please her in return. Her claws mark your body as a reminder of who you belong to now, and the hypnotic milk that she constantly bathes you in keeps you docile and content. Over time, your corruption level increases, until finally, you are no different from any other futa-cow in Futa-World. The farm becomes your home, and Lola your master. You exist only to serve her and the other futas, never again questioning the twisted nature of your new reality.

You wake up with a start, the pain in your testicles sharp and insistent. For some reason, it feels different than usual...almost as if something's wrong. As you sit up groggily, you notice that Lola isn't here; instead, there's another futa standing over you, holding what appears to be a tiny device wrapped in cloth.

"What do we have here?" the newcomer asks with a sneer, "an unclaimed prize? Well, I think I know just who would love to have their way with you." She reaches out, clamping down on your cock and tugging hard, forcing you upright. You realize she's not as strong as Lola, but the pain in your testicles makes it difficult to resist. "Come with me," she growls, dragging you away from your familiar surroundings and towards parts of the farm that you

As you are dragged across the farm, your captor continues to talk about all sorts of depraved acts that she intends to subject you to. Your mind reels with each new horror, and you wonder if there is any hope for escape. You've been corrupted so thoroughly that the idea of returning to your old life seems impossible now.

Eventually, your captor brings you to a small, ramshackle building at the edge of the farm. The structure creaks ominously in the wind as she drags you inside, revealing it to be nothing more than a makeshift medical bay. Before you can react, she pushes you roughly onto an examination table and begins strapping restraints down around your wrists and ankles. You look up at her with wide, frightened eyes as she produces the tiny device from its cloth wrapping; it looks like some kind of high-tech cattle prod.

With a devious smile, your captor waves the device threateningly above you. "Now," she purrs, "it's time for us to see just how well you've been trained." With that, she brings the cattle prod down hard against your shaft, eliciting a sharp cry of pain from your lips. The shock numbs your entire lower body momentarily before surging upwards into an unbearable wave of pleasure, setting every nerve ending on fire. She repeats this process over and over again, each time moving the device closer to your testicles until finally, with a sickening crack, it makes contact.

"Aaah!" you scream, arching your back as pain unlike anything you've ever felt before sears through your body. Tears stream down your face as she continues to torture you with the cattle prod, driving you closer and closer to orgasm with each shock. You can feel

You thrash wildly on the table, but your restraints hold you tightly in place as your captor continues to torture you with the cattle prod. With each shock, another wave of intense pleasure washes over you, fueling her sadistic amusement and driving you closer and closer to orgasm against your will.

You cry out in agony and ecstasy as the cattle prods engage all across your cock, sending shockwaves of pleasure-pain coursing through your body. Your muscles convulse uncontrollably and your vision blurs with tears as you feel yourself drawing closer and closer to orgasm against your will. With each shock, your corruption level increases, further distorting what little remains of your humanity and driving you deeper into the world of Futa-World.