An unplanned life

Chapter 18

A Big Decision

Leading us into an adjoining room Mede turned to me. 

“Do you remember the day, before I was modified, you took me into one of the suites at the Poineria and showed me how you were modified and your restrictions, then instructed me in how to use you?”

“Could I forget?” I smiled. “You were a very fast learner, making me suspect you’d more knowledge than you admitted …”

“You were right, beloved brother. I’d been training with our cousins and Sonan to secretly be one of the Prince’s poirnoi for some time.” He smiled. “Now it is my turn to introduce you to the world of the Special Poirnoi. The resemblance to a CRP is superficial. I suggest you both strip, then we can take you to our entertainment suite. If, after we have shown you our functionality and our role, you decide to follow us into this service …” He wrapped me in a hug, his impressive organ brushing against my heavy rubber codpiece, and kissed me. “You will have the opportunity immediately, to tell the Prince.

Glancing at Alexei, I held my brother close. “Show us what we must expect, Mede. I think I know our answer, but show us what we will be offering in this role.”

We stripped ourselves out of our rubber travel suits, and I handed mine to Con, who carefully hung it next to Alexei’s. Eyeing my rigid member and the taut flared head, he smiled and dropped to his knees in front of me. 

“May I? I’ve admired you for so long …”

“Of course, Con.” I was aware Mede was already doing the same for Alexei. “But be warned …”

“Good,” he grinned and set to work. I delivered a very good dose, but he certainly knew how to hold me on the edge, leaving me gasping for breath as he sucked the last drop out of me. Standing he kissed me, then took my hand and led me to where Mede and a slightly dazed Alexei waited. “Thank you,” he whispered. “I have a full load to offer you when we are in the suite.”

Leading us to a small cabinet, Mede ushered us inside, then joined us, laughing at the way the confined space meant our rigid cocks crossed between us.

“Welcome to our future, Poal, Alexei, you will not regret it.” Mede reached down to where our four organs intersected and gripped them. “Place your hands over mine.” He waited as we did so and the cabinet slowly descended. “As you will discover, we are sometimes purely for the amusement of selected diplomats, and sometimes we dominate and recruit useful people close to them.” The cabinet stopped. “It is always enjoyable, even in full restriction mode.”

Releasing our hands, we followed him out and into a softly lit and amazingly equipped ‘dungeon’.

“Welcome to our lair,” Mede said, his eagerness showing. “I suggest put us in those reclined couches, strap us down and we’ll guide you through the examination.”

Following his instructions, I quickly had Condoin immobilised. He grinned as he looked up at me. “I suggest you start at my opening. Insert your finger and explore me.”

Inserting my finger carefully I discovered two things. First he admitted my finger easily by relaxing his sphincter and then, clamped it tight, holding me there. He grinned as I exclaimed in surprise.

“Yes. We have full conscious control of that muscle.” Relaxing it slightly, he continued, “And the inner passage is now muscular as well, so we can do this …” 

It felt as if my finger was being gently massaged. “Whoa. Is that … are you ..?”

“Yes. It’s one of our ‘special’ features.” He laughed. “Like it? Try inserting that gorgeous  organ of yours now. Go on, you need to know this — our secret weapon.”

“Okay …” I pressed my taut glans to his opening, and gasped as it entered almost without effort. “Uh, oh, oh gods …” I gasped as he used his muscles to draw me deeper. 

“Like that?” He asked softly. “You should feel it from my side …” Smiling he increased the massage. “Let it go, Poal … fill me with your cum. I’ve so much more to show you …”  

 

“Well, Poal?” Mede asked as he rose from the couch Alexei had released him from. “What’s your decision?”

“Alexei …” I took his hand and he squeezed it gently. I smiled, and kissed him. “We accept the offer. We will join you.”

“Excellent.” Embracing us the pair smiled. Mede took my hand, “Come this way, you can be dressed immediately and start the modifying process.”

“Dressed?” I asked.

“Yes. As we are.” Indicating his genitals in their living metal casing and his head in its glans shaped helmet, he smiled. “Then we can take you back to the Prince and show him your decision.”

“But …,” I hesitated, remembering how long the process had been. “That takes days …”

“The modifications, yes, but the metal adornments take less than an hour.” Ushering us into the adjoining chamber, he introduced us to the occupant. “Here they are, Doctor, Poal and Alexei. They are to become Super Poirnoi like us.”

“They’ve seen and experienced yours?” He asked, and when we confirmed this he asked, “You were both CRPs? For how long?”

“I was six years and five months a full CRP, Alexei was four years an ten months,” I replied.

“Good.” He smiled, standing and displaying a huge and strangely shaped codpiece. “Bend over the examination couch there. I am going to insert the first implant that will alter your anus and build the internal muscles you will develop.”

I obeyed and felt him insert a spatula that opened and stretched my anus. Then it was closed and withdraw. I stood and watched as the process was repeated with Alexei.

“When you have been metalled, come back, and I will insert the plugs you will have to use for the next weeks while the modification develops. During that time you cannot have anal sex.” He smiled. “But you will find it not without compensation. I’m sure Mede and Condoin will ensure you have the proper attention to your needs.”

My butt felt strange as we walked to another chamber. Entering Mede greeted the rubber clad figure who rose to meet us.

“My brother, and his partner, Alexei, DM. They’re to be metalised as we are.”

“Welcome, gentlemen.” The DM smiled as we stared at his massive cock. It was both longer and thicker than ours. “I spent ten years in an Orcadian bordoglio. It has it’s compensations.” He waved a hand at the strange equipment. “I stole the secrets of the modifiers and the living metal formulas.”

Signalling me forward, he said, “Place yourself in position here. Your scrotum in the receptacle and your penis into the tube.” 

He waited while I complied, then had me grip two handles, and encased my forearms in hollow ‘sleeves’ bent down and fitted similar devices to my ankles and calves. With these secured, he lifted a hood that appeared to be made of the living metal. Telling me to keep my eyes closed, he fitted it carefully to my head and face. Smoothing the cool and very pliable material to the contours of my face and skull, he sealed it at the back of my head, settled the neck skirt carefully ensuring there were no wrinkles and tipped back.

I could see nothing, and said so.

“That is correct, but once the metal melds to you, you will be able to open your eyes and see clearly.” Slipping a breathing mask onto my face, he lowered a dome like device over my head, and stepped back. 

“The process takes about an hour.”

With that I heard the device begin to hum, and became aware of a touch of silk-like thread start to wrap my penis, scrotum arms and legs, and finally my head. It felt strange, but pleasant until, finally, I was being released. I blinked as the helmet was withdrawn and light flooded into my eyes. I stared at my wrists and my genitals and gasped.

Wide silver cuffs, lighter, than those I’d borne as a CRP, and more ornate, covered my wrists to midway up my forearms and my lower legs were similarly adorned. My penis was now a magnificent silver metal dildo again, and my scrotum a delicate appearing appendage. The metal covered my pubic mound above my cock, the tin bands fixing it in place emphasising the musculature of my abdomen. Carefully I raised my hands to my head and encountered a metal glans covering it. 

“How do I look,” I asked.

“Magnificent,” Mede replied, stepping forward to hug and kiss me. “I mean it, Poal. You are magnificent. Go with Con now to get plugged. I’ll bring Alexei as soon as he is complete, and then we can go to the Prince and show him your answer.”

“It feels very different to …” I said. “I can still feel my genitals, and this helmet doesn’t seem to do anything …”

“You want it to? Stand still a moment.” Reaching up, he touched the underside of the ‘rim’ of the helmet with a small disc. “There, it’s now active.” He grinned and touched my penis with it. Instantly my cock went numb. It felt as if it was no longer there at all. “How’s that.”

“A …” Something stirred in my head. “Perfect, Master.”

“Good. Let’s get you plugged. Alexei will be a few minutes yet.” He touched my helmet again, and I felt as if I’d woken from a brief sleep. “That’s a useful little feature. It helps if we are in fully controlled and compliant mode around suspicious ‘clients’.” Grinning, he kissed me again. “Come on before I forget you’re not allowed sex for a while yet. Want me to switch your gorgeous organ on again?”

“No. Leave it like this.” I playfully made contact, penis to penis. “It feels … interesting,” I finished as we entered the doctor’s chamber again.

“Looking magnificent, Poal. Bend over the bench again and spread your legs. This plug is quite special, and will actually become part of you, protecting your anus from damage, and lining your rectal passage to protect it as well.” He showed me the strange looking device. It shone, appeared very light and flexible, though it was obviously made of ‘living metal’. “With this in place you will be able to have multiple penetrations in a very short period without distress or damage.” He indicated the bench. “Ready?”

“Er, yes, sir.” I positioned myself and braced as he injected a large dose of what felt like lubricant into my hole. To Mede, standing in front of me I asked, “Multiple penetrations? One after another?”

“Occasionally. Some of the diplomatic teams are large and randy as hell when they see us.” He grinned. “It can be fun, and we get a ‘cum high’ for a couple of days.”

The doctor chuckled, withdrawing the applicator he was using.

“Okay, this may stimulate your … feminine attribute.” He began to insert the thing.

“I think I’m glad that part of me is deactivated,” I giggled. “That thing feels …” 

It didn’t so much stretch me as insinuate itself. It was hollow, and the large circular ‘base’ covered the skin around my now adjusting sphincter. Inserting a kind of probe, the doctor ensured it was properly inserted, then inflated what felt like a huge balloon inside me. I gasped.

“Uncomfortable? This doesn’t take long.” Something beeped faintly, and the thing deflated. “There, the melding has begun. In four weeks you will like your brother, a fully functional Special Poirnoi. Congratulations,” he added as I stood.

The door opened as I turned, and Alexei entered. He was an absolute vision, and we hurried forward to embrace tightly. 

Kissing me, he whispered, “Thank you for deciding to accept this, beloved. At last we are complete again … and what we were meant to be.”

“Complete?” Realising what he meant, I kissed him again. “You also felt it, beloved. As if we were incomplete without …”

“Yes, and I sensed you did as well.” Kissing me again, he smiled. “And you look magnificent.”

“Well, there’s something the doctor needs to fit to you yet, my darling.” Kissing him again, I said, “Wait until he inserts it!” 

Holding hands with Mede, I watched as the doctor repeated what he’d done to me on my beloved Alexei. 

“Mede, my brother, Alexei said he now feels complete …” I glanced at my sibling. “Is that why you choose the stay like this? I confess that since being released, I have felt, like Alexei felt, I was … incomplete.”

“Yes, my dear brother.” Mede kissed my cheek. “What was not known is that being turned into a CRP changes us in more than just the physical ways we see and feel. Especially us ‘extremes’. I discovered this the first time my restrictions were removed. Most opt to become Dungeon Masters, or Poirneria Masters. We have this option.” He kissed my cheek again. “The only solution is to live like this, metalised playthings.” His grin was infectious. “But we get another purpose as well.” 

Alexei and Con joined us, and I hugged and kissed my marriage partner. I grinned.

“Just as well my organ is currently ‘deactivated’, beloved. Otherwise I wouldn’t be able to control myself.”

“Same here,” Alexei retorted. He turned to the doctor. “Thank you! It feels — different, but,” he grabbed my hand. “We feel complete again.”