He focused on your arms for the moment, ink pouring into your skin as he created such a beautiful piece of work onto your arms. Symbols and other pieces of art were crafted onto your arm lovingly as the needle would feel so familiar to you.
“Mmmm, yeah.” You let out, squirming a bit in the chair as the guy shoots you an annoyed look. “Stop movin’, yer gunna make me fuck up your sleeve.” Rolling your eyes, you would let this familiar man continue touching up your arm until he was done about ten minutes later. Looking at his handiwork, you were filled with excitement to show these babies off...until you noticed the rest of your bland old body.
Thankfully, the man would take off your shirt and get to work on even more ink. The more that seeped into your soft skin, the better it felt. A pushing sensation was known in your chest as you looked down just in time to see two breasts grow outwards, not stopping until they had hit a C-cup. Where panic would have set in, you felt pretty normal. Your girls were as firm and good looking as always.
The tattoo gun would then move upwards towards your newly grown assets and then mark them with wonderful ink. After a price or two, you felt two piercings in each as you gave them a flick. “Looks pretty good, man.” You said in response before moving some long strands of hair from your forehead. You really should have gotten your hair done sooner. It was annoying at times but you loved the look of it.
Next came your pants, being thrown off as ink pierced the skin, leaving behind your hairless and rockin’ body. After a gentle pushing sensation on your penis and testickes, a finger down below would show that you were now a female. Not like it would be anything different, right? Some nice details of a rose with thorns would be drawn into you as you could only stifled a turned on moan. The feeling continued on until you felt the gun taken off you.
“‘M done.” Opening your eyes to look at your tattooed body, you certainly were. Grinning as you sat up from the chair, you would feel your new braided hair sway with your movements. “Thanks for the touch up, Jax.” Your raspy and threatening voice said to the man as he grinned back at you. “No problem, Rox.” The two of you would share a deep kiss as you knew that he was your boyfriend. How could you even forget that? The two of you met at the mall when he complimented you on the devil wings on your back, followed by fucking behind the smoothie shop and making out until dinner time. “Wanna gimme some clothes? Can’t get out there nude.” You asked as Jax went in the back to get them.
He threw you some of your old ones, thankfully they still fit. The leather vest hugged your chest and these pants were right around the rear, just liked you enjoyed. The mirror would show you, that sexy ass tattoo girl as you made a few poses. High school drop out, tattoo artist, and loving it. Your skin felt a little sore but it would be fine.