The next day Kyle approached me.
"My old man got really drunk last night... he came home and yelled at us for hours. I'm sick of it. I'm volunteering."
Volunteering meant he would go to the clinic to be transformed into a less-resource consuming form to reduce the world's population to sustainable levels. I wondered what form he was going to choose?
He blushed and continued, "The thing is man... I'm scared. I mean it's the end of this life and the beginning of another kind of thing. I don't know if I can go through with it alone..." I stared. "Uh, what would I choose?" He laughed, "Dude, we have to be there for Jennifer. Think about it. She is the hottest girl we know!" I thought about it, a goofy grin on my face. It was true, Jennifer was so fucking hot. She was short, skinny, with big lips, dark hair and the perfect pert tits. Her legs were so lean that there was this gap between them that called you toward her sex. "Whoa, dude" Kyle interrupted, "Don't you think you can be just anything. I'm going to be her bra." I grinned. "Okay, well I've always wanted to be up in there. I'll be fucking her all the time. As her dildo!" Kyle's mouth dropped open. "I wish I'd thought of that. Smart move, bro." He nodded in approval. "Let's do this!"
We got to the clinic in the evening. It was a grey, forbidding building. There was a short line of people in the waiting room. Mainly older men and women, probably hoping to get rejuvenated. The receptionist handed us some forms and a catalogue. Kyle explained, "So, you fill it out the form and find the catalogue number for the item you want. Mark it down carefully... we don't want you showing up as some kind of shrubbery or a bottle of alcohol or something. Cool as that may be. Then at the bottom there, where it says 'optional recipient', that's where you write down Jennifer's full name and address which I have here." He clutches a scrap of paper.
I flip through the catalogue. There are all sorts of strange headers and subheaders... Plants, trees, shrubs, Hybrid, mechanical, centaur, Objects, living room, bathroom, clothing, adult... There were a few options of dildos. I selected one and scrawled down the item number carefully.
They called us through the door an hour later. A man in a white labcoat checked his clipboard and said, "strip."
We exchanged glances. Kyle shucked off his shirt revealing his lean abs, then fumbled with his belt and stepped out of his pants. "All of it," the man commanded, not looking up from his clipboard. Kyle looked at me. I looked away and took off my clothing while he lowered his boxer-briefs. I stood back up, naked, glancing over at Kyle. We stood there in front of the man. An assistant came over to the man in the white coat and snickered at us. Kyle covered his junk with his hands. She offered Kyle two cups, one full of pills and one full of water. Kyle awkwardly removed his hands from his crotch and took the cups. She smirked then approached me. The coat continued, "Take these pills. Then lay down on the tables."
We downed the pills, chased with water and then sat down on the cold metal tables. My dick shrank instantly as my butt touched the chilling steel. I lay down, drawing in a sharp breath when my spine made contact. The assistant came up and strapped our arms and legs down.
The man in the coat came over and sat down on a chair, looking bored. "Now what?" I asked. "We wait." he replied. "It takes a few minutes for the drugs to start to have an effect."
It hit Kyle first a few minutes later. He bucked his hips and shouted, writhing on his table, thrusting his hairy dick into the air. The man nodded and he and the nurse went over to the table. "Talk to him." the man commanded me. I gulped and said "It'll be alright man. Think of Jennifer's tits. You're coming for them, buddy." The assistant rolled her eyes. The man grabbed Kyle. "The drugs are making your body more malleable. We are going to start massaging you into your new form." He and the assistant started pulling on Kyle's arms and legs which were lengthening with each pull. "Right about now the size formula should be kicking in." Sure enough, Kyle's body was gradually getting smaller. Kyle started moaning in pleasure. His limbs came loose from his restraints, but were limp and noodly. The nurse grabbed his hard dick and pulled on it until his shaft was hanging loosely over the edge of the table and his dickhead resting on the floor. His feet and hands were bonelessly laying on the ground. She then propped him up on his side and started pressing and molding his waist until there was just a small connection between his upper chest and his hips. The coat meanwhile was pressing his waist flat and his upper chest and face flat.
Soon Kyle was just a small fleshy pile on the table. His lower body flattened into one cup and his upper chest flattened behind his face into the other. His arms clasping each other to form one half of a strap and his legs connected to form the other. "What do you want done with this?" The nurse asks holding up his thin, elongated dick. "Over the shoulder or around the back?" He mouths something. She laughs. "Around the back it is." She twists it around his left leg until it touches his feet. The coat says "And now the materials drugs should kick in and your features should smooth out and become cotton." They watch as he rapidly transforms from flesh and blood with his recognizable features into an indistinguishable cotton bra. The man turns to me, "And now it's your turn."
A wave of pleasure hits me. I buck. My hairy penis thrusting into the air, trying desperately to mate for one last time. "Your process is a bit different," explains the coat, "Parts of you are going to grow before the molding." I kept thrusting. My dick is growing, becoming thicker, wider, longer. Soon it is as thick as my torso, touching my chin, drooling a string of precum onto my face. Then my body starts to shrink slowly. Soon my face is pressed against my cock. My limbs have come free from the restraints. "Embrace it." came the coat's order. I hugged my cock with my arms. My hands could barely touch. "Sit up." I sat, folding my legs. She pressed into me, flattening me against my manhood. She pressed my tiny legs into my gargantuan balls. Then I shrank. My whole body was only about 8" high. She smoothed my mushroom tip to look a little more streamlined. Then my features fell away and my body became silicone. I was a dildo.
The assistant threw a bra on top of me. I heard Kyle's voice. "Dude! Isn't this awesome! I feel so horny! And I'm going to be wrapped around tits! Jennifer's tits!" I replied, "Yeah it's awesome man. It feels so good."
The coat grabbed them in his hands. I felt a thrill at his touch. He started talking. "Your senses are wrapped in a neural network now. You can communicate with people and other objects you come into contact with. If you haven't noticed, your normal state is one of pleasure. Thank you for your service to our planet. Since you were friends, I'll keep you together. Please take them away to the shipping department." He gestures to the nurse who grabs us. We both moan at her touch.
"You horny little perverts." She whispers to us as she walks out. " Enjoy the rest of your existence."