Ted said he didn’t want to go to Final Exams, and wanted a way out. A man in an alley told him there was a way out, and a way for him in. Ted didn’t know exactly what he meant, but believing, however, somehow this guy might take the tests for him. He was wrong.
The Valarians, an alien race from galaxy M-33 or The Triangulum Galaxy, had reach the Milky Way Galaxy, and more importantly Earth. They had been searching the cosmos for viable biological subjects they could transform for reproduction to continue their species. Their DNA pool could no longer be used, even by transforming males to females, as they females were dying off. Soon, they need fresh subjects to make into females to carry their young, and reproduce. They did not want hybrids, however, so opted to change their subjects into their race, or close enough, and female of course for reproduction.
As a result of the Change Clinic decreeing Tim and Derek should be changed to chicks per their test results, they were changed into beautiful sexy females! Their first order of business as they were left alone to recover in their room? Sampling their new goods, then later realizing they needed the “real” thing inside of them soon with their new high sex drives!
Kevin was impressed with his first outing of the new device. He transformed a random patron at a coffee shop into a brain dead fuck bunny. Now, its limits in mind, Kevin wanted to try something a little more interesting with the remote. He left the coffee shop, its patrons none the wiser to the dramatic change in their reality. He hailed a cab and set off for his job at the hospital. He wasn’t anyone important, no doctor, not even a nurse. No, he was an orderly. Just wheeling people around. So as he punched in he noticed Ollie, the large black orderly he became friends with on the job. They’d frequently go out drinking and such, but Ollie had recently picked up a Nurse that Kevin had told him he had eyes for. This upset Kevin and he’d been waiting to get his revenge. So, nearly without hesitation, Kevin locked onto Ollie with the device and began scheming. He wanted this to be slow and dramatic.
“Hey Ollie!” Kevin shouted.
“Hey! What’s good my dude?” Ollie replied, not an ounce of remorse for his betrayal.
“Nothing much, just wanted to show you something.” Kevin said with a smile, holding up the remote like a tantalizing treat.
“What is that thing?” Ollie inquired, drawn in by its mystery.
“This is my revenge you bastard.” Kevin smiled pressing a button. Suddenly Ollie’s frame began to shift, he started to lose muscle mass and fat as he became skinny and atrophied. His frame shrinking to the point of looking downright feminine, narrow shoulders, rounded hips, tight waistline and smooth, undefined limbs and neck.
“What the fuck Kevin?” Ollie asked in a now much higher, but still male voice. Like a young nerdy boys voice. He threw his hands to his mouth in shock. “I sound like a wimpy bitch.
“Sure do! That’s because you are a wimpy bitch.” Kevin laughed.
“What the hell man?” Ollie asked as Kevin pressed another button. “I thought we were bros. How the hell are you doing this?” Suddenly he felt his body change dramatically. His hips widening and his waist narrowing. His hands began to shrink and his thighs began to fill out. Fat began to build up in distinctly feminine areas giving him nice soft curves all over his body culminating in his chest beginning to billow outwards. “What the fuck dude! I’m… I have…” His voice changing to a more and more feminine one with each passing word. “Boobs!”
“Yep, very normal for a girl your age.” Kevin pressed another button causing Ollie’s eyes to flutter. “Right Olivia?”
“What? I’m not a… wait… my head. Oh right yeah. Silly me.” She laughed as her penis became a vagina without her even noticing. “That was a weird thing to say.”
“Now where were we?” Kevin asked himself pouring over the menu on the device. “IQ, maybe not yet. Age, 23. Okay. Sex: Female. Okay. Race! There it is. Not black anymore. Let’s try Asian.”
“What now?” Olivia said as her hair straightened and became reddish brown from its once proud curly black hair. Her skin began to lighten taking on a pinkish glow as it became pale and white. Her face then changed. Her lips thinned slightly and her nose shrank as her face then rounded out and her chin became less pronounced. Her eyes were last to change shrinking and reforming into the tell tale shape of a Japanese girl. Kevin entered an amendment to the name setting.
“So, Sakura, how are you feeling?” Kevin asked, priming the Libido function to be set from the average of 5 to a full blown 10.
“I’m feeling a little weird, like something is wroooooh!” She began sweating and growing red as her sex drive kicked into high gear. Her scrubs grew damp near her sex and he nipples, uncovered by a bra, began to poke through the scrubs as well.
“Oh?” Kevin sneered. “Are you okay?” He asked, setting the IQ to 85.
“Yes. I’m f-fine. Just a little on…” She moaned. “On edge.” Suddenly her eyes fluttered as her brain began to dwindle.
“I’m just curious.” Kevin began playing with her biography settings. “Because you’re so new to this country and all, I want to make sure you’re adjusting.”
“What? No. Me from Amereeca. What? No why Sakura tark rike dis? Me no Japanese. Me… me… Me doing rearry well. Arigato meester Kevin.” She giggles. “You are so nice to Sakura chan. Me want to make you feer happy for you herping Sakura chan.” She giggles again.
“Of course Sakura, I’d love to have you thank me.” He said clicking the final button to input a bunch of knowledge on how to please the male genitalia from her prior experience as an escort. She giggles before taking his hand and bringing him into a supply closet.
It was a hot day at the company warehouse, and after a grueling day of checking inventory in the mandatory high heels, pantyhose, and tight skirt in the heat of the warehouse, Ted, now Trisha, was ready to take them off!
Klein at the meeting blatantly said, what the company needed, in fact, what every office needed was a raunchy secretary to help relieve stress. The boss being very open minded and a sex addict agreed, but the women secretaries were put off by this. They threatened to quit if they were asked to do sex acts at the office to please the male staff. The boss just smiled.
Harry was like one of the girls anyway, so when Gwen used her magic to make him one of them, he was stunned, but adapted quick! He just wondered what he would do now that he was female, and lusted after many of the men at the club they took him too in his new dress and blue hair! He was more turned on than the original girls that took him there! The change serum they used on him from his friend Hannah’s dad was working a bit too well! By the end of the night Harry would have fucked five guys, and become preggo, begging his friends for advice in suddenly becoming a chick and now pregnant as well! Hannah was even stunned when Harry’s horniness drove him to suck her brother a day later!
Glen was overwhelmed at the changes and how quickly they occurred. He was changed almost instantaneously into a well shaped woman. The Clinique La Change would transform people to better pertain to their inner workings. When Glen was put in sync at his request, he was stunned that he became a woman! This was no mistake however, the change machine they used was very accurate. It knew he was a woman deep down, even if he didn’t or didn’t want to admit it!
They told Harry his research was foolish, that it was a waste of time. But no one ever warned him it was dangerous.
For a scientist, Dr. Harrold Rasmussen had always been a bit of a Romantic. He liked to think that maybe there was some truth to the old stories about spells and magic. After all, if the universe and all reality was composed of vibrating strings, wasn’t it at least possible that the vibrations of sound waves could affect that reality?
The experiment was simple. He would set up a computer program to play random patterns of sound continuously to see what results they triggered. Once everything was set up, the project would run itself.
For three weeks, nothing happened. Then one day, a chair in the room shifted positions slightly on its own. It wasn’t much, but it was proof of principle. As Harry began examining objects in the room to see if any had altered states in more subtle ways, something strange began to happen. The random stream of audio began speaking. The program wasn’t meant to replicate speech, but as the learned scientist reasoned, any truly random system will eventually, given enough time, produce patterns that appear meaningful. Nevertheless, it was uncanny how much these random sounds resembled a female voice, and how lucid its words were:
“You seek a power you have not earned, and so a lesson must be learned. The mind and reason did you chase; now flesh and feeling you’ll embrace.”
Harry was eager to write down such a fascinating random event. But by the time he finally found a pen, it was held by a hand he did not recognize: slender, delicate fingers, long nails, painted and shiny. The changes extended to the rest of his body as he rapidly shrank in height and waist circumference, but swelled in his butt and his brand new feminine breasts. Loose skin became tight and smooth. Rivers of hair poured from his formerly bare scalp as his features shifted and realigned into a more graceful and feminine arrangement. Finally with a soft squelching sound, his penis slithered up inside his body to form a vagina. “Fascinating!” the scientist exclaimed in a rich, alto voice.
None of Dr. Harrold Rasmussen’s fellow scientists ever found out why their former colleague so suddenly abandoned his research, never to be heard from again. How could they have guessed that the man once doing groundbreaking research in theoretical physics was now a voluptuous young woman named Haley. Of course, she was still doing plenty of experimenting on her own – and she was getting lots of very exciting results.
For music it was Beethoven, for painting it was Picasso, for tactile gifs it was Meredith Velasquez.