Jeff finished choosing the options, and set his transformation to begin. Tomorrow, his
uncle was taking his dad on a fishing trip, and he wasn't allowed to tag along. He had
always secretly looked up to his uncle, and wanted to ensure he could go with them while
being as close to the older man as possible.
The Chronivac whirred as it began. Jeff had chosen to become a pair of sturdy waders. His
dad and uncle would wade deep into the stream to do their fly fishing. He set the duration
to last for the entire fishing trip so Jeff would be home to change back.
Jeff thought about changing reality but he was curious to learn why he wasn't allowed to
go. If he altered reality completely, he wouldn't have to explain where he disappeared to. If
he didn't alter reality at all, his dad and uncle would probably talk about Jeff while on the
fishing trip. So Jeff decided on a partial reality change. Everyone's memories of the past
would stay intact but no one would question where Jeff disappeared to or where his uncle's
new waders came from.
Soon, he felt a tingling crawl across his skin. He stripped off his clothes, sitting down
naked on a chair to watch the change progress. His skin began to feel dry, and he stroked
his arm to notice it was tough and rubbery. A cold breeze made him shiver, and he
touched his scalp to notice all his hair had fallen loose from his skin. As he brushed the
hair free from his bare flesh, he realized he was beginning to feel stiff and numb.
He looked down at his hands as his skin changed color, darkening to a deep greenish gray.
He turned his hand backwards and forwards, watching as his nails faded into the rubbery
flesh, his fingers closing together and fusing into a featureless lump.
He shuddered as his legs tingled, closing together as the flesh began to merge, while at
the same time his arms pressed to his sides and sank into his torso. The bottom of his
fused feet began to feel heavy and hard, and he looked down to see them swell into a
tough rubbery sole. His legs bent, becoming lighter as they hollowed, and with a pulling
sensation he felt his lower body detach from his waist, and stared in shock as it stood free
from his torso.
His ass stretched, opening up and hollowing as it became the opening of a large green
boot like shape in front of him. He barely noticed that the bottom of his torso where the
separation had happened was now a rubbery sole. He tried to move, but all control of his
body had faded. His mouth began to open wide against his control, spreading to cover his
face as his head shrank into his shoulders. Then his mouth moved close to his asshole and
connected. Finally his cock and balls stretched out to become the suspender like straps
that would hold the waders up.
Jeff was in shock at the feeling of his transformation, and slowly began to take stock. He
couldn't move, but he could feel and see and smell, and his body was now in gangly and
helpless. He was a pair of waders.
A few hour passed before finally Jeff heard someone walk upstairs, by the weight coming
down on the stairs he could tell it wasn't his mom or brother.
The Door swings open and in stepped his uncle, wearing some old worn down sneakers,
jeans and a shirt. Jim was always a stocky guy.. a real man.. lots of body hair and he was
quite beefy.
he looked down on the floor and spotted the waders. `Why'd I leave my waders in Jeff's
room?` he said to nobody, tossing his heavy bag on the bed and grabbing Jeff in his
fingers.
Jeff panicked a bit, realizing he could smell his uncles strong musky feet already and those
sneakers where not even off yet!. This was a stupid idea, why didn't he just change himself
into a fishing rod or a hat.. gulping as Jim took one of his old sneakers off and started
sliding his dark sock down into Jeff's mouth.
Jeff wiggled faintly, able to feel, smell and even taste his uncles sweat and musk. Jim
seemed to be happy, wiggling his toes inside as he pulled on Jeff up.
Jeff cursed at himself for having this stupid plan. he always liked his uncle... but not
enough to have his sweaty feet all the time in his face. Then he would have screamed if he
could have as he felt the other socked foot enter his ass. Then Jeff felt his cock and balls
being stretched over Jim's shoulders.
Jim smiled and stood up, the weight of him pressing down into Jeff who was able to handle
the weight. "gotta walk these in a bit today. they are a little stiff" he heard as his uncle
headed downstairs.
Well at least he would be joining his dad and uncle on the fishing trip tomorrow Jeff
thought.
Jeff's dad walked by and said, "You're not wearing your waders commando the way you like
to."
Jim said, "As I said, I don't want Jeff to see my stuff. I think it might scare him."
Jeff then figured out at least one of his uncle's secrets but Jeff then realized that this secret
would mean that he would feel his uncle's tackle in both his mouth and his asshole very
soon.