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The Reality Watch
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Nolan made his way up the stairs with the last box of his possessions "Why didn't I look for a
ground floor apartment..." he sighed to himself reaching the third floor of the small complex
and turning the corner to his door. He opened it and was reminded why, the large window that
filled most of the wall with a view of the roof tops and the green forest covered hills in the
distance. He took in a rewarding breath as he was fully moved into his new apartment. Well...
not FULLY, as the room was still packed with unopened boxes and furniture thrown about it.
He took a deep breath then let out a heavy sigh, discouraged he began unpacking his things
and moving the furniture.
Nolan or Noal as his friends like to call him, was always very good at creating things. Ether
taking something existing and giving it a twist or sprouting ideas on a whim and applying it to
paper or writing. Some days he'd spend hours on his laptop typing away stories, plots, or
character bios or doodling to the point he'd have nothing left of his pencil. Naturally he
graduated high school, and entered into an art academy which only helped fuel his creative
juices.
He had just positioned his desk in front of the window when he heard screaming and shouting
coming from outside, a young couple in their mid-twenties paced back and forth in their yard.
The woman was thin with not many curves and had long dishwater blond hair, she was
wearing a black T-shirt and cutoff short-shorts. The man was in a garage uniform, he was tall
and well-built, his hair cut to a short buzz atop his head.
A yelling match between the two of them so loud it could be heard clearly even from his
height. "I know you've been sleeping with that slut Jenny! Angie told me so! Said she saw you
too making out at the field party last week! Which- why the fuck did you lie to me?! Working
overtime my ass, you fucking pig!"
"I WAS working overtime! And what are your doing talking with Angie? That crazy bitch loves
starting drama for other people! I can't believe you'd trust that attention WHORE over me!"
The argument continued as Noal set up his computer on the desk, during college he'd been
able to sell a few of his pieces and set aside money to pay for it. It was one of his most prized
possessions. Not only was it custom built for his works, but Nolan had another hobby. For
Nolan was a complete, and utter perverted deviant! The computer was home to his vast
collection of porn, hentai, erotic literature, and animated videos. Almost every fetish had an
appeal to him, from mind control and futa to transformation and furry, Nolan was guilty of it.
Even addicted to it in some cases, barely able to go a day without making his rounds throw all
his favorite sites in search for new pieces to add to his collection, but lucky for him he had the
perfect outlet to express it; anonymously posting his works and writings across the web.
Glancing back outside the couple were still fighting, their neighbors closing their windows
trying to escape the slur of profanities littering the nice neighborhood. "People like those really
need to be taught some common decency." Nolan said to himself as he to closed the window
in a fleeting attempt to ignore the fighting.
He continued to sort out his things and arrange the furniture making little progress. Tired, he
collapsed onto his not-yet positioned couch to rest. He yawned and stretched out his legs,
kicking a box over. Its contents spilled out onto the floor, Nolan scrambled to clean it up
realizing it as his old collection of comic books. They'd been in his parent's attic for years now,
somehow unharmed on that note.
As he placed them back a torn page fell out of the pile, it was a cliche add for a watch. A
rather
advanced looking , black and smooth watch with a touch screen, a caption underneath it,
"Control time and space, memory and matter, the advanced and other worldly Reality Watch
by CheckMate industries, order yours today!"
Clearly this was some kind of joke, though it did look rather cool, and it was only a few dollars
if
anything it still be a good stylish watch for a few months. Digging through his boxes he found
his
envelopes and stamps, tore out the add ticket, and sealed with the money enclosed. He
walked to the mail drop box and sent it on its way. The decided to take a walk and explore the
new part of town.
Noal had only just arrived in the growing city of Dellwyn. His roommate Dan from the
academy had pulled some strings and gotten him a job at his graphic arts studio as a
consultant in advertising, leaving most of the city unknown to Noal.
He made his way down the sidewalk through the suburbs and into the outskirts of town which
happened to be a market district apparently. Shops lined the sides of the road, bakeries, delis,
a few restaurants, and even a pottery shop. Soon Noal's nose couch whiff of a delightful
aroma as he passed a small coffee shop, it almost seemed to call to him. He was greeted with
the warm smell of fresh ground coffee and the sweet bell of a voice from the store clerk "hello!
Welcome to The Local Brew!
"Oh? You new in town?"
"Wow is it that obvious?" Nolan replied.
"Oh no, it's just the only people who really come here anymore are regulars, I didn't recognize
you so I went out on a hunch." The barista had a slight blush to her face. She was a slender
girl about 5'6 with velvet red locks of hair done up in a ponytail and wore a black apron
overtop a brown shirt "I'm Nicole, what can I get you today?"
"Well I AM new in town, what's good?"
"Um, how 'bout you try the chai latte, it's quite popular here."
"That sounds great! I'll take a medium."
"Half or whole?" it was at that moment Nolan's gaze fell upon Nicole's breasts, though she
wore an apron her cleavage was still laid out to the world. And a healthy view they were.
"Um what?" suddenly returning his gaze, luckily she didn't seem to notice
"Your cream, do you like it half n' half or whole?"
"Whole please." she turned back to the coffee machines and did her work, quickly returning
with his drink as he pulled out his wallet.
"Oh hun, no. this ones on the house" she said with a sweet smile, "Consider it a
house-warming gift!"
"Well thank you, that's very hospitable of you!"
"You're welcome, just be sure to stop by again!"
He took his drink to one of the nearby tables and began to browse through a magazine left
there by another customer, occasionally glimpsing Nicole's round and firm ass as she bent
over behind the counter doing her work. He couldn't help but imagine what it be like to watch
it expand inside her shorts till it ripped them apart. Before leaving, he doodled a little
sequence of the idea on a napkin and stuffed it in his pocket.
By the time he finished his drink the sun was starting to set so he decided to make his way
back home. He had been hoping to stop by Dan's and thank him of the opportunity, but that
would have to wait till tomorrow. Entering the complex he was pleased to see the couple had
stopped their fighting and was nowhere to be seen or heard from, for that matter. Exhausted
he unpacked his blankets and sheets, sloppily made his bed and collapsed onto it.
Nolan awoke the next day and slowly began to unpack the remaining boxes. An hour in, he
became hungry and having just moved in, his kitchen was still empty. "I think I remember
seeing a McDonalds not far away..." he muttered over his growling stomach. As he stepped
out the door his foot kicks a small box placed outside of it. "What's this?" He picks it up and
finds that it's addressed to him its light and the size of a softball.
It was his, but he only just moved here. Curious, he opened it to find the watch he had only
just
ordered yesterday. "Okay...? This is weird, and almost impossible." he muttered to himself,
not only did it seem to take only a day to be delivered, processed, and shipped to him, but
today was also a Sunday.
Though he was puzzled by this, there was no point in dwelling on it. He lifted the watch out of
its
casing and clasped it around his wrist. Immediately its display lit up the screen stated,
"System setting up..." It flashed for only a moment and before reading, "Designate target" a
small icon of a crosshair below it.
"Haha, this is kinda cool, it's like one of those little spy toys I had as a kid, I bet it's got a laser
or something too!" he pointed it at the refrigerator and taped the icon. There was a pause and
then the screen displayed a perfect rendering of the fridge, a list of options trailing under it.
"Oooookayyyyy...?" Nolan said aloud unsure what to make of this. The first option in the list
was stock, and being curious he tapped it. The refrigerator shook just once before the watch
let out a quiet *Ding* and displayed 'Task Complete' across its screen.
"Task complete...? what's that supposed to mean?" he questioned. He approached the fridge
and opened it slowly. His jaw dropped as the refrigerator was filled to the brim with food. Milk,
fruit, steaks, salads, sodapop and even his favorite beer brand! "Okay! This is impossible this
was empty I'm sure of it!... unless...!
Unless this watch really works..." he turned his gaze towards the watch in wonder. "Okay, let's
test this again. If this thing does work, then I'm not going crazy."
He pointed the watch at a stack of boxes yet unpacked and taped the icon and selected
'Organize'. In a flash, the lids unfolded and their contents lifted into midair before darting
around the room and into their proper places. Books aligned alphabetically on shelves,
pictures and art attached to the walls, even his PS3 hooked itself up to the TV and began its
startup process even connecting to the PSN. Finally the boxes themselves collapsed on their
folds and packed into the closet. Hours of work done in under a minute.
"This thing really works! I don't know how but this thing really works!" Nolan exclaimed
cradling the watch. He ran back to the box and turned it over hoping to find a instruction
manual but found only a small card that said "Enjoy, from Checkmate Industries".
He sat in his computer chair still taking it all in, he thought to himself "If this watch can control
reality then I could stop world hunger, cure cancer, stimulate the global economy, discover
new life in space, I could-!"
"Oh so now you're just going to leave! Is that it James? Just keep running away from your
problems, huh?" the couple started screaming across their lawn again just as they did
yesterday
"I'm going to work Maggie! You know that thing that pays the rent and for you to sit at home
and yell at me all day!
"God, they're at it again." Nolan peeked out the window and sighed. Then a twisted grin came
onto his face as he looked back down to the watch "Hmmmmmm, I wonder what this thing
can do to humans."
He pointed the watch at the couple and selected them. This time the display showed most of
their information: Name, Birth Date, Work, Mother and Father, and a tab for Personal History.
Underneath that still were more tabs: Control, Read Mind, Filter, and Edit.
The first two were easy enough to understand, the second was a bit difficult to grasp, and
selecting it unfolded the tab into four other options: Unfiltered, Target Aware/Public Unaware,
Target Unaware/Public Aware, Selected Aware, and All Unaware.
Confused by this, he continued onto Edit, which had him excited the most as be believed just
what he could do with it. It expanded into four options: Personality, Size, Appearance, and
most promising of all, Transformation. Nolan grinned ear to ear, Edit would let you completely
change a person or persons, as he'd suspected.
Transformation was one of Nolan's earliest and most favored fetishes, having an entire
external hard drive dedicated to that branch of his collection. Suddenly the filter made more
sense now, allowing Nolan to transform his targets without arousing the public or vice-versa.
"Well, lets see who's telling the truth first before I go any further." He looked at their personal
histories for the past few entries. It seems James wasn't lying; he had been working overtime
on the accused night. Maggie, on the other hand, was worse than she sounded, for the past
month she'd cheated on James with one of his coworkers while he was working. "Tisk tisk
tisk, Maggie. Seems you will deserve this. Now what was it you called James yesterday? Oh
yes! I remember now..." he turned the watch and entered the commands being sure to make
everyone unaware, not wanting panic on the streets for a test. He did a drum roll on his desk
then slammed the Apply icon.
The couple still fighting over Maggie's general mooching didn't notice the changes happening
to her thanks to the watches filter, but Nolan watches anxiously for his handiwork to take
effect. Soon Maggie's face becomes smug as her nose turns up, he clothes become tight as
she began to gain weight. Her gut flopping out under her shirt, and her ass quickly filling in the
short shorts that she wore, the seams already starting to burst.
"Why's this always about me? Why don't you grow a pair and demand a raise from your
boss!" Maggie screamed to James as her mouth pushed out along with her nose creating a
snout, two teeth growing sharp and pointed reaching out past her lips turning into tusks. Her
ears grew pointed and crept higher up her head.
Underneath her shirt three matching sets of breasts began to form and grow under her
original pair. This strained her shirt to its breaking point as each pair of breasts exploded into
something past double D's. As her stomach inflated to the size of a beach ball, forcing her
new breasts to part to the sides around it, her pants soon followed suit- as her thighs and ass
cheeks became filled with fat, each cheek now the size of basket balls with a small curly tail
sprouting from just above her crack.
As Maggie stood in the open, completely naked now and none the wiser, she continued to
accuse James of more untrue acts, pointing her finger at him rapidity her fingers merged into
three digits, a thick nail forming around their tips as her feet did the same, merging together
and fattening into trotters, bursting her shoes to bits. Thick hair began to grow under her arms
and likewise between her legs, the follicles coming to a peak at her belly button which had
become an outie, and similarly filling her ass crack.
The final changes took place as she seemed to double in weight, causing rolls to form around
her ankles, knees, wrists, elbows and ending with a jiggly double chin. Her hips widened to
help support the new weight and also make room for another expansion. The bush between
her legs parted as her nether lips bloomed through, growing three times their size.
"SNORT, Whatever James go bang that slut Jenny, you GRUNT pigs belong
together! I'm SNORT done with this shit! PFFFFFFFFFFFTTTTTT" A loud and
monstrous fart exploding from her ass as Maggie trotted back into the house, now outwardly
the fat, lazy pig that she truly was.
Nolan's jaw dropped. "Thathahataha really just happened... I turned that woman into a
massive pig, she didn't even know it was happening, I just watched it, and I still can't believe
it!" he looked to the watch which displayed "Task Complete" then went back to the menu
screen. Nolan set his hands on his lap still trying to take it in when he felt the rock hard bulge
in his pants. He'd been so overwhelmed by the event that the ecstasy of it was drowned out.
He fought the urge to take care of it and finally relaxed.
Looking around the room he was all moved in thanks to the watch, he also had plenty of food
again, thanks to the watch. He didn't have his first day of work till tomorrow so now he had the
rest of the day to himself. Thanks to the watch. He lifted it into the air and said "Well what
should I do with you next?" the devilish grin returning to his face.