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Naughty Nano November: Day 14 | Walk Like A Man, Talk Like A Man

Feeling that the horrific event was now over, Nancy opened Charlotte’s front door and entered that morning. “Hello? Are you back to normal, Charlotte? Well, mostly normal?” Nancy shouted in the empty living room. She could still see the leftover webbing from yesterday but she powered through to find her friend.
Once Nancy had finished searching the first rooms with no one in sight, she moved on to where she might find Charlotte, her bedroom. Still unlocked, Nancy nudges the door open in case Charlotte has transformed into another creepy crawlies. Instead, what she found was a man. A normal-looking human man who is sleeping on a bed that is covered with spiderwebs.

Nancy slowly walked back out from the scene and once she arrived at the kitchen table, she turned on her laptop and clicked her way to the nanobots’ programming. “I figured as such,” Nancy whispered to herself while typing a few more on her keyboard, “That mysterious man is Charlotte. Unlike in the movies where the character has changed into something else, I know who they originally are.” At that moment, Nancy heard yelling from the bedroom.
Nancy rushed back to the bedroom just to see the manly figure of Charlotte looking in the mirror. Charlotte stared at the reflection in the mirror, admiring the physique of what the nanomachines had done over the night.

While the skin tone and hair are back from being a Drider, the skin itself has a lot more hair than what Charlotte is used to. Even Charlotte’s stature has changed, sending her up to be 6 feet tall. As Charlotte rubbed her new stubble beard, Nancy admired the view that Charlotte had gained. From the lithe muscles hidden under a thin layer of fat that makes up the torso and limbs to the firmness of the hands that grip the chiseled chin upon the rugged face. Even the butt itself still has some mass in it but less than when Charlotte was a woman. But what happens between the legs that Charlotte finally said for the first time in a manly voice, much deeper than either person would expected.
“I think I’m bigger than my ex’s.” The two people in the room just stared at the solid tube of meat that hung at the groin. The fact that Charlotte knows that she is flaccid right now and it is still an unruly size means that should she get a boner, it will be too much to handle for anyone. Even without a ruler to measure with, Nancy can tell that Charlotte has a whopping 10-inch monster of a penis with balls to match.

Since Nancy is an asexual, she doesn’t see the Adonis image of Charlotte before her. Or that the Sex God is right in front of her with a stallion-size cock is prime for the taking. Instead, she went to the closet to see if she could find an outfit that could fit her friend. “Woah, Nancy! What are you doing here?” cried out Charlotte who then awkwardly scooted to the bed to cover the thick manhood. “What does it look like, I’m trying to find something that may fit you.” Feeling slightly off-putting by the 180 turnarounds from Nancy, Charlotte questioned her once again. “I mean, why are you getting me dressed? The last thing I wanted to do was to go out.”

Nancy pulled out a hoodie and some shorts and tossed them at the hulking figure of Charlotte. “Well, since we made it to the halfway point of the challenge, I figured that I would take you out to celebrate this special occasion. Not to mention that since we don’t know if you might be turned back into a boy again, it is better to be safe than sorry.” Charlotte looked at the tossed clothes that Nancy had dug up, noticing that they were from the selection that her goth self had got for her.
Once Charlotte had put on the hoodie and shorts (shorts which barely fit due to the thick sausage that had been thrust upon), the two headed out to Nancy’s car. “Say, Nancy? While we are out in public, can you call me Charles?” “Is this like when you were Cordelia and had an entire personality change?” Nancy asked her friend who is now a boy. Charlotte, now Charles, shook his head no and said, “It doesn't make sense to keep calling me “Charlotte” if I am a guy.” Nancy agreed and then drove to the mall once again, this time to shop in the men's department.


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