Invite over a ‘friend.’ I’m not really friends with him, he’s a weirdo that doesn’t have any friends, perfect for my plans with the Chronivac. I call him, I only had his number from a group project we had done. It rings for a moment, then he picks up.
“Hello?”
“Hey, it’s Nate, I was wondering if you wanted to come over and just hang.”
There is a moment of silence, then he says, “Really?”
“Yeah, really. Are you available now?” I ask.
“Yes! I’ll be right over!” He yells.
He hangs up, and I smile, deciding to set up the transformation before he gets over.
First I start by typing his name in the name bar, ‘George Browski’ and he comes up on the 3d model. I slide the gender slider fully to female, and geez, didn’t help a whole lot. Well, I’ve got some work to do.
First I plumpen up his skinny frame with extra fat around the hips, ass, and of course breasts. Next I remove all of her acne, and make her skin silky smooth. I make her eyes slightly larger, and I make her hair lucious and go to the mid of her back. I also switch it from straight black to wavy brown. I make some other finer adjustments, such as plumper lips, and satisfied with her look, I go ahead and click save.
I set the ‘time to transform’ to 15 minutes, and ‘duration of transformation’ to permanent. I figured I can always change him back once I’m done. And to be honest, his life would be so much better like this. I glance at the ‘reality shift’ and ‘awareness’ options, however I decide not to touch them just yet. I leave it on that page, and wait for his arrival.
I hear a knock on the door around 6 minutes later, and click the save button to begin the transformation. I get up, and quickly rush to the door. I open it, seeing George. He smiles awkwardly,
“Hey, go ahead and come on in.” I say, with a wide smile on my face.
“Oh, alright.” He says following me in.
“So, why did you invite me over?” He asks.
“I just wanted to hang out, you’re a pretty cool guy.” I say shrugging. I take a glance at his hands, they were definitely smoother and his nails were growing.
He smiles awkwardly, “Really? Cool…” there is a long pause, and he rubs his hands. “So… what did you want to do?”
“Well, we could play some games, stay inside since it's so hot out.”
“Sure. That sounds fun.” He says. He keeps rubbing his hands together, clenching his fists.
I set up the video game, taking glances to check his progress. His shoes seemed to not be fitting well anymore, and his arms were getting smoother like his hands. Their size didn’t change all that much though, he had such a petite frame already. He looks down at his arms and hands, concern entering his expression.
“Here, you can take this controller.” I say handing it to him. He looks up, slightly startled,
“Oh, right, thanks.”
He takes it, looking down more. I see his pants begin to strain as his thighs thicken up,
“What is happening?” He asks under his breath.
“What?” I ask, even though I heard him fine.
“Oh, nothing… where is your bathroom?” He asks nervously.
“Right around that corner.” I say, pointing. He quickly gets up and rushes towards it. I wait until I hear the door slam shut, them follow, listening from outside.
“What the..?!” George exclaims as he grabs his newly forming breasts. They quickly overflow in his hands. Hair falls in his face, brown unlike his normal black color. He looks up in the mirror to see his nose slimming down, and his acne fading. He puts his feminine hand to his face, rubbing it, letting out a weak, “why?” Moments later he feels a strange mix of pleasure and tugging at his crotch, and he reaches down to find his already small penis shrinking. He tries to grab it to stop it from shrinking further, but it was much more sensitive now, so it causes him to let out a loud feminine moan.
I hear George begins to moan, and I feel aroused. The moans continue for another ten minutes, steadily rising in intensity until one final one is released, slowly fading off. Then, I hear George beginning to get up, so I rush back to the couch.
“You alright in there?” I yell out once I’m back.
I hear only a simple “No…” coming from a sweet feminine voice. The door creaks as it opens, and a nude chick steps out into view. I decide to keep up the clueless act.
“Woah! Who are you?!” I yell out in fake surprise.
“It’s me! George! I’ve turned into girl! How did this even happen?!” She yells.
“I have no idea…” I say as tears begin forming in her eyes.
“I don’t want to be a girl, why is this happening to me?” She sobbs, stumbling forward towards me.
“Hey, it’s alright.” I calmly say. She reaches to me, falling into my outstretched arms, sobbing into my shoulder. I pat her back reassuringly. After a moment, she suddenly draws back, eyeing me suspiciously,
“Wait a second. That’s why you invited me over isn’t it?” She says.
“What?” I ask.
“I don’t know how you did it, but you turned me into this! You sick fuck!” She says, quickly backing away.
“What? No...” I say, feeling my plan starting to fall apart.
“Yes! Turn me back! Turn me back now!”
I get an idea, “Alright, fine, you caught me. I’ll turn you back.” I say, “Not sure why you’d want to return to your pitiful body though.”
“Just turn me back asshole.”
“Yeah, yeah.” I say, getting up, she follows me to my room. I get on the computer, and without her realising what’s happening I...