"Well, Dawna," said Mike. "I'm no faggot. But you'll get your
chance in time."
"You're already losing all your hair."
As Mike said that, a tingle rushed over Dawna's entire body. He
watched as the hair in his arms, legs and groin pulled into his
skin. He could even feel it pull in on his head and eyebrows.
"That's right, completely hairless," said Mike. "And you're also
only about 5 foot 6."
With a shudder, Dawna felt another jolt of energy shoot through
his body. He collapsed to the floor in pain as his bones cracked.
His legs felt like they were breaking and shrinking in on
themselves. After a few seconds of excrutiating, loud pain, it
was over.
"Stand UP!" shouted Mike. Dawna complied and realized he
was looking UP at Mike, rather than down like he did before! He
felt fat, realizing that all of his weight had been maintained
despite the loss of six inches of height.
"Did I mention you only weigh about 90 pounds, Dawna?" asked
Mike with a cruel grin. Another familiar jolt shot through Dawna's
body, and he watched as fat and muscle dwindled away. It felt
as though black holes had opened inside of him, sucking away
muscle and other body tissue. Mike surveyed Dawna as he
staggered about.
"And your horniness is increased by a factor of ten or so," said
Mike, chuckling as Dawna's dick hardened again and strained
against the air.
"I'm not finished with you yet," said Mike. "You've got a thin waist
and very shapely hips. In fact, they look a lot like a woman's
hips."
"Oh, please, no Mike," said Dawna, realizing with alarm what
was happening.
"Shut up," said Mike.
Dawna suddenly felt a knot of pain in his waist, as with an
excrutiating CRACK, it widened, his hip configuration protruding
out as his waist narrowed.
"Your shoulders are much too wide, too, dear," said Mike. "I
wish for them to be petite and pretty. And your head, too -- small,
petite and with a feminine appearance and smooth female-like
jaw."
Dawna's head felt like it was being placed in a vise as his jaw
cracked and his head changed shape. "Auggggggh, oh fuck,"
moaned Dawna as his features changed.
"No, no fuck yet, dear," said Mike. "Although now, you're
genetically female."
A rush of pins and needles shot through Dawna's body from
head to toe. He shuddered and collapsed to his knees again.
"Stand up now, Dawna," said Mike. Dawna stared down at
himself, and noticed, with a sigh of relief, that his penis and
balls were still there.
"Hahahah!" laughed Mike. "You're a real freak. Look in the
mirror."
Dawna turned and looked in the mirror. An anorexic-looking,
bald, browless woman with no breasts and a cock stared back
at him! And Mike was drawing closer!
Mike grabbed Dawna's shoulders. "You're genetically female,
meaning you've got a Y chromosome. But you're still biologically
male," he purred in Dawna's ear. "We're going to change that,
slowly. With pleasure I am going to torture you for the hell you've
put me through as your roommate, Dawna."
Dawna's mind raced with terror.