Daniel stepped into the transformation chamber, the cool air raising goosebumps on his bare skin. The door sealed behind him with a soft hiss, and Dr. Laura’s voice crackled over the intercom once more.
"Alright, Daniel. Just relax—this won’t hurt a bit. In fact, you might even enjoy it."
He swallowed hard, his pulse quickening. The chamber hummed to life, a warm mist filling the space as unseen mechanisms whirred around him. Then—
A tingling sensation started at the base of his spine, spreading outward like liquid warmth. He gasped as his skin prickled, nerves alight with strange, electric pleasure. His muscles softened, his frame narrowing, his waist cinching inward while his hips flared subtly.
Oh god.
His hands flew to his chest as a swelling pressure built beneath his fingers. Soft flesh bloomed under his touch, filling his palms—round, heavy, achingly sensitive. He moaned without meaning to, his voice already higher, sweeter.
"Th-this is—ah!—happening so fast—"
The changes didn’t stop. His skin grew smoother, his features softening, his lips plumping as his jawline rounded into something delicate. Between his legs, heat pooled as his body rearranged itself—shrinking, shifting, melting into something new. A shuddering gasp escaped him as the transformation clicked into place, leaving him wet, throbbing, achingly empty.
And then—the thoughts started.
Hungry. Need. Mate. Breed.
His mouth watered, his stomach growling. His new breasts felt heavy, his nipples stiff and begging for attention. But most of all, his hips rocked forward on instinct, seeking friction, seeking fulfillment.
The mist cleared. The chamber door slid open.
Dr. Laura stood there, clipboard in hand, an amused smirk on her lips. "Well? How do you feel?"
Daniel—no, not Daniel anymore, not really—panted, her body thrumming with need. She licked her lips, her mind fogged with primal hunger.
"...food," she managed, voice husky. "Now."
Laura chuckled. "Good answer. Follow me—we’ve got a nice, cozy enclosure prepared for you. Plenty to eat, a soft nest to rest in..." She leaned in, lowering her voice. "And a very eager mate waiting, if you’re interested."
A shiver ran down her spine. Mate. Breed. Yes.
She followed without hesitation, her new instincts singing in agreement.
This was going to be fun.