As the customer walks into the door, you look at Brenda and say, "I'm going to head home for a while. Call if you need me."
Brenda nods, and watches the customer for the signs that most customers give when they need help.
You walk back into the office area, collect the bowl of seeds, and your out the door, in your car, and driving to a florist's shop. Your not sure where one is, but you seem to remember one nearby. After driving around for a while, you spot a plant nursery. You pull in, eagerly slide out of the car, and walk inside.
A lady with a spray bottle walking around with the name "Irene" on a name badge sees you and says, "Hello, how can I help you today?"
You walk over to the woman, "I have a flowing plant that likes warm, moist soil. It is too big for any of my pots, so I need a couple of big flower pots and a mix of good soil.
The lady nods, "I got just the thing. Give me a few minutes and I will get everything ready for you."
The lady grabs a large pot and holds it up, "Is this big enough?"
You look and say, "Bigger, like a 5 gallon bucket"
The woman nods, and picks up two very large flower pots and strolls back to the counter, where she leaves the pots and heads into the back. A few minutes later, she returns with two plastic bags full of dirt, which she places in the two pots.
As you walk over to the counter, you ask, "How much?"
The woman smiles, "That will be $72.41 total"
You hand the woman a charge card, and sign the receipt as quick as she hands it to you. You grab one pot, and the lady grabs the other and follows you out the door. You open your passenger door, where you put the first pot and the lady puts the second one in the floor. "Thank you very much" you say.
Quickly, you are back in the car, trying not to go too fast back home. Once you park, you make quick work of carrying both pots inside to the bedroom along with the seed bowl. You open the plastic bags of dirt, and slide your arm into the middle of one pot, making a deep hole in the soil. You then pull the withering flower from your pussy and put it in the first pot, and then fill in the dirt around the flower. You make a shallow hole in the soil of the second pot and place one of the seeds, and cover it up. You wait a few moments, as you have become very excited at the experiment you are attempting, but nothing happens. You think to yourself that watching grass grow isn't fun, and you don't know why this would be any different. You know your bored, but you don't want to miss anything that might happen. The boredom becomes too much and you decide to take a walk. As you head out to the sidewalk, you wonder where a good place to walk would be. There is a laundromat near an apartment complex a few blocks down, so you head off in that direction. It's the afternoon, and it's a nice day you think, not noticing that the hot sun on your latex skin would bake a normal person wearing a latex suit. As you turn the corner, you see a few people in the laundromat. Once inside you notice the crowd is mostly women. There are a only three men you see. Most of the people stare at you as you walk around, especially since you didn't bring any clothes to wash. As you pass one of the men, he winks at you. You stop, shake your head no, and keep walking. The next man you pass stops looking at you and pays attention to the floor when you walk by. The third man has his eyes locked in on your chest. You stop in front of him and twist your body slightly, allowing your pert, firm breasts to sway side to side as the man remained fixated by your near perfect, latex clad boobs.
You smile, and then go over to a few chairs by the dryers and have a seat. The second man waits a few moments, walks over to you, and takes a seat next to you.
"Hi, I'm Bobby" the man says, "Are you new here?"
You turn to the man, "Hi Bobby, yes, I am. I wanted to see if this place had any equipment to wash my delicates."
Bobby whispers to you, "I like your latex suit. I'm into spandex, I used to be on the swim team when I was in school." Bobby's eyes repeatedly run up and down your body from head to toe. Bobby then asks "Would you like to get together later at my place?"
You smile and say, "Well, I'd rather you come to my place. I have some things you might like to try."
Bobby nods, and asks, "What time?"
You say, "Can you leave now?"
Bobby gives a brief laugh, "I wish, I have a few loads washing and drying. But I really want to go back to your place as soon as they are done. Can you wait for me?"
You hesitate to answer, look around, and then dart your eyes over to the sigh that says, "Restroom". You know from past experience that this laundromat has a single bathroom with a lock.
Bobby whispers, "Now?"
You smile and nod, "Yes silly. I'll go in first. Check your loads, and then join me."
You get up and walk to the restroom in the back, and wait for Bobby. You don't have to wait long as the man knocks on the door, and when you open it, Bobby steps inside. Bobby begins to take off his clothes. You take a seat on the counter next to the sink as Bobby fumbles around awkwardly as he tries to do everything too fast.
"Slow down, take a deep breath, and take your time." you suggest
Bobby's cock is hard and bobs up and down in sync with his rapid heartbeat. Bobby asks, "Ok, how do you want to do this? Should I start?"
You smile, "You can come over and caress your body next to mine."
Bobby needs no other suggestion, as he steps over, and cups your breasts in each hand, "Wow, I have never felt this before." The touch reveals a submissive bisexual man with a spandex fetish. He admired the way both men and women looked in their swimsuits, but kept to himself. He felt these feelings were bad, but you smile to the poor man.
You say, "You shouldn't think your fetish is bad. Here I am walking around in a latex suit. Would you like to walk around in lycra all the time?"
Bobby's eyes grow wide, "I would love to, but men are not supposed that. Sports is one thing, just walking around in public is another. It would make finding another girlfriend difficult."
You slide the back of your hand against Bobby's cheek, resting your hand on his shoulder. "What if I could help with that. You suppress your bisexual nature. I can help you to enjoy it."
Bobby looks at you, "How? I would have to be a woman to walk around wearing spandex in public."
You lean forward, and give Bobby a passionate kiss, sliding your tongue into his mouth, and begin to stroke his tongue with yours, which he happily returns the tongue play. During the kiss, you imagine Bobby's chest growing into a perky and firm 44 DD chest with very sensitive nipples. You continue the kiss until his new breasts have grown in, and then lean back, breaking the embrace. You squint your eyes and softly command, "Look in the mirror, and then let's talk about what needs to be done here.
Bobby lets go of your breasts and begins to squeeze and explore his own, "They are real" he gasps after a few moments. Soon he is twisting both nipples between his thumb and forefingers. The boy doesn't last long as his whole body tenses and he shoots a few globs of semen onto your thighs.
"Very good Bobby, the first time is very exciting" you say, trying not to laugh too hard.
Bobby reaches down and cups his balls in one hand while using the other to hold his shrinking cock. "I want to keep my penis and testicles..."
You smile, "My dear Bobby, Let's take this one step at a time." You wipe the globs of his sperm off your thighs and lick your hands clean. You then slide off the counter and step behind Bobby. "I want you to bend over the counter." Bobby does as instructed. You take your right hand, and picture your fingers melding into a single form, and you turn your left forearm into a very flexible and thin cock. You place the tip of your arm cock at Bobby's anus, and slowly slide in. As you get a few inches into him, you change his anus and lower bowels to be self lubricating, very flexible, stretchable and puncture proof. Slowly your arm cock thickens, stretching Bobby's ass until your arm cock is nearly 4 inches wide and you are pushing in and out all the way to your elbow, about 15 inches. Soon, Bobby's body is racked with orgasm, as you feel his new bowel muscles clench your arm tightly, and massage it with a gradual milking motion. You smile and slide your arm out of Bobby's ass and reform your hand.
You give Bobby's ass a playful swat, and say "Put your clothes back on and check your loads."
This time Bobby only puts on a shirt and pants, and walks out, but returns quickly. "Another 20 minutes" he says as he quickly strips off his shirt and pants again.
You ask, "What would you like next?"
Bobby thinks, "I can't look like a man, so the face of a beautiful
woman with long dark hair down my back to my waist."
You nod, "Good choice." You step right in front of Bobby, and reach down and position his cock head at the opening of your vagina, "Insert peg into slot A" you whisper with a coy smile. Bobby wraps his arms around your waist, and his hips quickly thrust forward. You mold your vagina to his smaller cocks size, which begins to squeeze and massage his cock better than any hand job could. You imagine Bobby's head changing to look like a brunette model you saw on TV, her long, silky hair down to her waist. You rock your own hips to match his. Your own hands reach around and begin to tease the man's newly sensitive anus. After a few moments, Bobby lets out a high pitch gasp, as his body shakes in orgasm, followed quickly by his warm cum being pumped inside you. You continue to squeeze and massage Bobby's cock, both sustaining his male orgasm and the changes to his head. As you watch the man's face and skull shape change, you find yourself very attracted to this new form. Slowly you relax your hold on Bobby's cock and his softening penis shrinks out of your warm, slick grip.
Bobby looks into the mirror, touching his face. His new female voice sounds alien as he says, "Wow. This face is very alluring. My voice...testing...one...two...sex, cock, fuck me."
You give a contented sigh, "I am glad you are pleased. But there is more to do. The rest of your body is very manly, broad shoulders, male hips and thighs."
Bobby looks to you, "I would like to keep that for now. But I would like a vagina, and everything else so I can become pregnant. And when I am wearing spandex, I can choose to have a cameltoe or a bulging outline of a cock and balls."
You note that his idea should have been what you just suggested. "Ok. Go check your loads and come back." Quickly, Bobby's pants and shirt are back on his body and he slips out the door. He's gone a bit longer this time, but comes back, stripping naked again.
"Wash is done, now 60 minutes to dry." he says.
"Please sit up on the counter for this one." you ask.
Bobby steps to the counter, and sits.
"Spread your legs and lean back against the mirror. Make sure to brace yourself with your hands." you ask. Before Bobby can ask why he needs to brace himself, you swallow his cock into your mouth. You work your tongue and quickly his flaccid cock grows in your mouth. As you begin to suckle on his cock, you start to rub the base of his scrotum with two fingers. You imagine a normal vagina that is hidden by his scrotum. As your fingers slip inside, you work your hand inside, sliding more of your arm as you form the rest of his birth canal, very sensitive g-spot, and finally a very stretchable cervix and womb with ova that will insure Bobby has hermaphrodite children like himself. As you finish Bobby's new womb, you work on his cock and balls. His clit is cock, but he can slide his male package into his vagina and keep it there, or pull it out and show off his magnificent cucumber thick 10 inch cock and golf ball sized testicles on a body free of hair except for his scalp. His testicles and prostate have the capacity to produce a near continuous flow as long as Bobby keeps his body well hydrated while his male and female orgasms are merged into the best of both, the highs of the male with the multiple occurrences of the female as well as the ability to sustain orgasm for several minutes. You are rewarded for your efforts as Bobby's cock begins to give you a generous flow of his seed and fluid. You work only the cock tip in your mouth as you savor his taste, the taste of a willing soul who is pleased with their change. You give a last suckle of the cock tip, raising your head off the wonderful mushroom tip, slowly standing up.
You take a few moments to play with his breasts, fondle his balls, squeeze his cock tip with your fingers, and stroke his hair. "Take a look and let me know what you think."
Bobby hops off the counter and turns to face the mirror. He sends both hands between his legs, one into his new pussy while the other plays with his larger male organs.
"Go ahead and show me that cameltoe you talked about" you ask.
Bobby fumbles around with his balls and rock hard penis for a bit, but manages to find the right way to slide them into his body, leaving only a pair of sensitive pussy lips. "Wow" the boy's girly voice gasps. He turns around to you and wraps his arms around your neck, "Thank you lady.
You look into the boys eyes, "Now promise me you will wear a lot of spandex in public. Now don't be a slut, let your prospective sex partners come on to you. You need to keep your body clean, so make sure men use a condom, and you do as well when your with a woman."
Bobby smiles back, "I'm am still the very shy man I was. I only came over to you because of your latex suit. Now, I can explore what this life has to offer. I cannot thank you enough."
You shake your head, "No, you don't need to thank me. Your family, and anyone who knows you will not notice your changes, so be good." you motion for Bobby to get his clothes on, and he slowly pulls on his shirt and pants, holding the rest of his clothes in his hand as he walks out to his laundry baskets. You follow behind. You see Bobby dig though one of his baskets, and pulls out a pair of green lycra tights and returns to the restroom. You smile as he walks back over to you with the shiny green fabric clinging tightly to his body, leaving nothing to the imagination about the size of his male package. A few of the women nearby find their eyes are fixated on Bobby's lycra bulge. You wave and walk out, and begin the walk back home. Your thoughts turn to your experiment you left in your bedroom.