Lisa charged into the girl's bathroom and locked herself in one of the cubicles pulling her clothes off as the tingling in her body intensified harder and harder.
Within her body the formula was going haywire, the makers had never intended something like that to happen, however it had latched onto the few things all the girls liked, i.e. guys and cheerleading and was creating a perfect combination of the two.
Lisa looked herself over, panting frantically: "Oh shit, oh shit, I don't wanna be a guy.... maybe the formula will just overload or something and not work ri...ri...mmmm" her right hand had subconciously drifted to her insanely wet clitoris, she stopped thinking as she fondled it, the feeling throughout her body more intense than anything which had come before, not noticing as her hair began to retract, the roots starting to lighten, nor as her body began to slowly stretch upwards, nor the fact her vagina was becoming tighter and tighter.
As she continued rubbing her clit began to expand outwards, her small breasts deflated into a very flat chest, her hands thickened slightly and lengthened, yet were very clearly well looked after and styled.
Lisa was too deep in her fun to notice this, nor to notice the semi-painful cramps in her stomach as her insides began shifting and moving downwards, her flat stomach starting to define slightly, nor her hand movements subtly shifting to now be akwardly stroking the now 3 inch clitoris whilst two bags of skin grew from her vagina. Her skin darkened into a well maintaned tan all over, her body growing upwards whilst also gaining thickness, her shoulder's widening, her neck thickening as her high pitched moaning deepened but all this bliss went out of her head when she heard some..... being in her head talking, a mid-point male voice, calm, cool, beautiful:
"Oh I can't wait for the game tommorow! Our moves will be incredible!! And I might even get a hot fuck out of someone after!"
Lisa was puzzled, her mind felt clouded slightly almost as if it was being... pushed away? As she thought this her flat chest began to push outwards, her clitoris was now clearly a penis, a small one but definetly one, then her attention was drawn to her right arm, which suddenly went numb, and began moving on it's own will, continuing the playing with her penis as it suddenly spurted lengthwise and muscle wise, becoming a well defined athletic guy's arm.
"Ooooh this jacking is soooooooo fucking intense!"
Lisa's left hand was pressed against her temple, her brain was stinging as this guy, whoever he was continued pumping on the slowly growing pe...pe..cock. Lisa's eyes shifted from a dull brown to a deep, bright blue, her facial features began shifting, everything growing, her Jaw squaring, her lips plumping, her cheekbones becoming more pronounced and a cleft forming on her...his...her chin.
The cock was now 7 inches erect and still growing as suddenly two grape like objects fell into the sacks inbetween her legs, her vagina finally gone. Her/his stomach was now a 4 pack and still felt cramped, Lisa watched as the abs divided again, becoming a six pack then an 8 pack. Her/his hair was now a sun bleached blonde in a shaggy style, her face was now the perfect boy next door looks as her left arm suddenly went numb and began jerking the 9 inch monster inbetween her now thick and long legs. The seat she/he was sitting on suddenly felt comfier as their butt swelled outwards with muscle.
"Oh nice ass I've got, perfect for the guys and some of the girls quite like it too!"
Lisa could tell this monster down below was near exploding, she felt the fog in her mind intensify. Lisa blinked, the body came, Liam opened his eyes, smiling goofily at the extremely intense orgasm.
Up until 5 months ago he'd been pretending to be a normal guy on the swim team, straight, damn good looking and definetly macho, but then he decided one day he didn't care what others thought, he decided to follow what he wanted, he came out as bi that day then immediatly signed up to be a part of the cheerleading team. As he stood to his full 6' frame he looked at his ripped and glowing body, stroking his 8 pack then cupping his good old 12 inch best friend. Grabbing his spandex uniform off the floor he walked out the bathroom to head to practice.
Inside Liam's body the formula was in overdrive, it had never been tested under these circumstances before, it had infected all Liam's bodily fluids, now anyone who touched any of his fluids, male or female would become a cheerleader.