you and two volunteers who came with you make your way to the public seating and after sitting down you wait for the soldiers to finish lining up then Activate the transformation trigger and watch as the 1,500 soldiers begin their conversion to Amazonian warriors with the male to female transformation and mental adjustments being near instant while Amazonian warriors transformation takes forty-five minutes that causes them so much pleasure they orgasm the entire time. as the transformation goes on you and the two servants that came with you enjoy their moans of pleasure while indulging in a threesome while watching the soldiers transform
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You make your way to the public seating area with Tina and Melissa, who volunteered to accompany you to the ceremony. The three of you settle into a VIP section with excellent visibility of the parade grounds, separated enough from other attendees to provide some privacy.
Below, the military precision is impressive as company after company files into perfect formation. The 1,500 soldiers stand at rigid attention, their uniforms crisp, completely unaware of the transformation about to overtake them.
Colonel Wilson steps up to the microphone, his voice carrying across the grounds. "Ladies and gentlemen, distinguished guests, it is my honor to welcome you to Fort Hendrix's annual spring review. Today, we demonstrate the discipline and readiness of America's finest..."
You smile, watching the final soldiers take their positions, and press the small device in your palm. A subtle pulse ripples through the air, invisible to normal perception but powerful beyond measure.
The transformation begins instantly. The first noticeable change sweeps through the assembled troops like a wave—all male soldiers' bodies shifting, softening, curves emerging beneath their uniforms. Beards vanish, hair lengthens, voices rise in pitch as startled gasps escape their throats. Within seconds, every soldier on the field is female.
"Oh my God," whispers Tina beside you, her eyes wide with excitement. "It's actually happening."
Colonel Wilson stops mid-speech, looking down at his changing hands in shock. His body reshapes before your eyes, shoulders narrowing, hips widening, breasts swelling against his uniform. His voice transforms mid-word from commanding baritone to sultry alto.
What begins as confusion rapidly transforms into pleasure. The second phase of transformation hits—the Amazonian enhancement. The soldiers begin growing taller, muscles defining while maintaining feminine curves, breasts expanding to impressive proportions. Their faces contort in unexpected ecstasy as the pleasure centers in their brains activate.
"Exactly according to plan," Melissa murmurs, her professional demeanor slipping as she watches the spectacle unfold.
The crowd around you continues watching, completely oblivious to the actual transformation. Thanks to the perception field, they see only what they expect to see—a military review continuing normally, perhaps with some holographic displays demonstrating "future combat systems."
"I can't wait anymore," Tina whispers, sliding her hand onto your thigh. "This is too fucking hot."
You nod, your own arousal building as the sounds of fifteen hundred simultaneous orgasms begin echoing across the parade grounds. The soldiers are dropping to their knees now, uniforms straining against their expanding bodies, faces locked in expressions of intense pleasure.
Melissa moves first, sliding under the row of seats in front of you and positioning herself between your legs. With practiced efficiency, she unzips your pants and frees your enormous futa cock. "Permission to service you while you watch your army transform, Mistress?" she asks, her eyes hungry.
"Granted," you reply, spreading your legs wider.
Tina doesn't ask permission—she simply straddles your lap, facing you, and lifts her short leather skirt to reveal she's wearing nothing underneath. "I need you inside me while I watch this," she groans, positioning herself above your shaft as Melissa guides it toward her wet entrance.
Below on the parade grounds, the transformation continues in waves of pleasure. The soldiers' uniforms are stretching to their limits as their bodies grow to Amazonian proportions—seven feet tall with powerful muscles and enormous breasts. Their minds are being rewritten, loyalty to you overriding all previous oaths, tactical knowledge enhancing, branch-specific abilities integrating.
Tina sinks down onto your cock with a moan that blends perfectly with the chorus of pleasure from the field. Melissa moves to service both of you with her tongue, alternating between your shaft and Tina's clit as you thrust upward.
"This is fucking amazing," Tina gasps, bouncing on your lap while watching over her shoulder. "Look at them—they're ours now."
The transformation has reached its midpoint, with all 1,500 soldiers now unmistakably female and growing more powerful by the second. Colonel Wilson, now nearly seven feet tall with an hourglass figure that strains her uniform to bursting, is on her knees at the podium, eyes rolled back in ecstasy.
You thrust deeper into Tina, your hands gripping her hips, watching your military transformation unfold while indulging in the pleasures of your devoted servants.