David fumbled with the helmet he’d gotten.
“Well, it’s old, but it’s something. And it doesn’t look too beat up. Guess I should try it on.”
David out the helmet on and immediately felt a surge of electricity fill him. Suddenly, felt… off. Something was changing; his frame was shrinking, fat was moving around, his bones cracking and rearranging…
Suddenly, it was over. “David” took off the helmet and immediately noticed something was wrong.
“Oh, my body feels… I… wait, is that… my voice?” “David,” or rather, Diane said.
“Oh my god. I need to get to a mirror. Now!” She said, getting up, feeling the alien weight of breasts pulling her back down. Fighting against it, she managed to get to the full body length mirror in her room.
“Oh. My. God.” Diane said, speechless.
Her new body was fully nude, yet showed no imperfections. She had long, auburn hair, with bright blue eyes. Far too heavy eyeshadow accented them, matching the rest of her new makeup. Diane moved to a finger to her new, puffy DSLs, attempting to wipe the sparkling lip gloss away, but found it was simply a part of her lips now. Her eyes wandered down…
A pair of fake looking, honeydew sized breasts sat proudly on her chest, with no sag whatsoever. Two perfectly sized nipples capped them off. She noticed her body was hairless, all the way down to her new female equipment. Spinning around a bit, she found her new hips and rear proportionate to her chest. She look back at her stomach, finding it taut and slightly muscular.
“I… I’m…” she stuttered out.
“A slut.” She said confidently, licking her puffy new lips.
“I love this beautiful body. I can’t wait to use this on others.” She moaned a bit, twisting one of her new, now hard nipples. Slutty new women filled her mind, some with cocks, some with vaginas, some with both.
Diane walked over to her kitchen counter, enjoying the sway of her new hips, and saw her open wallet sitting there. “Oh wow, interesting. It’s like the old me never existed.” She said with a smile, looking at the ID that now had a picture of her new self and the name Diane on it.
After that, she strutted over to the kitchen table and sat down it, examining the helmet.
She opened up the side of the helmet, finding the control panel, and checked out the various settings. “Oh, this’ll be fun.” She said to herself.