**Chapter 1: The Accident**

I, Charlie, a trans man pre-bottom surgery, was working on a machine at the factory when I got stuck in it. Panic set in as I tried to free myself, but it was no use. The machine's metal arms held me in place, and I was at its mercy. As I looked around, I noticed a spiral pattern on the machine's screen. It started to spin and glow, drawing me in with an otherworldly allure. I tried to look away, but my eyes were glued to the spiral. The machine emitted a low humming noise, and a strange voice began to speak. Its tone was calm and soothing, but there was something unsettling about it. "You will serve," it repeated. "Your purpose is clear." I tried to resist, but my mind grew foggy, and my body felt limp. The voice seemed to be seeping into my brain, filling me with a sense of... I don't know, a sense of nothing, really. It was as if my thoughts were being slowly drained away. The spiral on the screen continued to spin, hypnotizing me with its rhythmic motion. I felt myself being pulled into a trance-like state, unable to resist its power. The machine's voice repeated its phrases, over and over, until they became a mantra in my mind. "You will serve. Your purpose is clear." I tried to fight it, but it was no use. My body relaxed, and my mind surrendered to the hypnotic suggestions. As the hypnosis took hold, I felt a strange sense of calm wash over me. My thoughts were no longer my own, and I was aware of nothing but the spiral and the voice. I was trapped in a world of pure sensation, with no control over my actions. The machine's voice guided me deeper into the trance, until I was nothing but a shell of my former self. And then, everything went black. When I came to, I was disoriented and confused. The machine's voice was still speaking to me, but its words were indistinct. I looked around, trying to take in my surroundings, but everything seemed different. The room was unfamiliar, and I had no idea how I had gotten there. All I knew was that I felt... different. My mind was foggy, and my body felt... hungry. I looked down at myself, and my eyes widened in shock. I was still me, or at least, I thought I was. But something was off. I couldn't quite put my finger on it, but I felt... changed. The machine's voice spoke again, its words echoing in my mind. "You are a cock slut," it said. "Your purpose is to serve." I had no idea what that meant, but I felt a shiver run down my spine. I was about to find out.