Sarah Carerra 3 36 Chorus of Agony
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The Chorus Line: Journey
From his position as the last one in the line of marchers, Coach
Reynolds could see his five transformed players traveling along their
mysterious course. While the loud, rhythmic clicking of their
preposterously high heels hitting the pavement dominated, he could also
hear several of the boys mumbling as they tried to speak through their
clenched lips.
Their six identical bodies were all ramrod straight, marching with
speed and coordinated precision. Their heads however, the only portions
of their bodies unaltered, were anything but coordinated. While some of
them shook back and forth in protest, Bobby hung his low in shame and
fear. The rest looked around in desperation, apparently trying to see
anything along their path that might aid them in getting out of, or
offer some kind of explanation for, their situation.
Reynolds furrowed his brow as he tried to regain some kind of control
over the limbs he now found himself attached to, and propelled by. Try
as he might, he couldn't stop his new body from marching right along
with the others. He could feel every horrifying, alien, FEMININE inch
of it, but he could not make it obey him.
He could only assume that the same strange, foreign sensations he was
feeling were being experienced by his equally out of control players.
The cool of the night air on his new, smooth, hose-clad legs. The odd
pitch of his feet in the high, pointed stilettos. The sway of his now
flared hips. The heft of his enormous new breasts straining against the
fabric of a bra and the white shirt he was now wearing. The terrifying
sense of nothingness that was now between his legs.
The parade of tuxedo-clad lady-bodies continued along their course for
almost a half an hour. Turning occasionally, the little procession
seemed to be keeping to side streets and darkened alleyways.
At one point, the line crossed paths with a staggering, drunken vagrant
who stopped and rubbed his eyes in disbelief at the sight before him.
"What the Hell is this?" he slurred as he looked over the six pairs of
identical, achingly sexy legs stomping on by him.
Seeing the man, the helpless men's eyes went wide. They made muffled,
pitiful noises as they desperately tried to get the man to help them.
Each of them looked at him with pleading expressions.
Not really noticing their expressions, the drunken fellow finally
noticed the groups oddly mismatched male heads and gasped.
"What...What...are you all some of those transistor-sexual-als or
something?" The bodies kept right on marching along.
After several more minutes of travel, the group finally came to a stop.
Dane's body stopped and held it's hand up as if to signal the others to
do the same. With absolutely no input what-so-ever from the men, the
other bodies complied and gathered in a knot behind the blond young
man.
Dane could only look around helplessly as his body began to quietly
creep up toward the edge of the wall they were behind. Bent forward, he
felt as if he were searching for something; even though he had no idea
what that something was!
As he inched out of the darkness, Dane's eyes had a little trouble
adjusting to the brightly lit area before him. Regaining his vision, he
could see that the alleyway they were in led directly into a large
shopping center's parking lot. He sat there for a bit, bent forward to
see just around the wall. The boy could see several groups of people
going to and coming from their cars, but he still couldn't open his
mouth to make any kind of meaningful noise to call for help.
After what felt like an eternity, his body backed up and spun around on
one of his high heeled feet. Strutting over to the gathered group, he
could feel his right arm lift up and signal to the others. Dane could
tell by the looks on their faces that they were just as lost as to what
was going on as he was.
The Coach and other players' bodies lined up side by side, their heeled
feet shoulder length apart. With their arms at their sides and fists
clenched, each stood at precise attention. As they did so, Dane's
lovely body turned around and began to walk towards the edge of the
alleyway and the parking lot beyond.
Walking out into the lot, Dane's body crouched forward and began to
carefully prowl through the rows of cars; apparently making sure to
stay low enough to remain out of view. His feet took careful, measure
steps that he assumed were meant to keep his new heels from making too
much noise.
As he crept along, Dane could see a young couple heading back to their
small car. He started to make as much noise as he could behind his
clenched lips but couldn't seem to make enough of a racket to catch
their notice. To make matters worse, the new lady-like hands that had
replaced his own reached up and grasped his mouth; further muffling
him.
After slowly making his way through a few more rows of cars, Dane's
body came to a stop and squatted down, his hands on the ground. On the
other side of the car he was behind, Dane could make out the feet of a
man.
The young man tried to make some noise again, but, was interrupted when
his crouching body suddenly leapt up from the ground. As he watched
from his vantage point atop it's delicate shoulders, Dane's body jumped
almost twenty feet into the air, coming down on the roof of the car in
front of him. His high heeled feet came to a stop with a perfectly
balanced landing as his body tensed and repositioned itself.
The man on the other side spun around in surprise at the noise of
Dane's lady body coming to a stop after it's prodigious leap. 'What
the..." He managed to get out as his eyes went wide and his jaw
slacked.
For his part, Dane had just as wild eyed look of shock on his face when
his out of control body leapt to the ground beside the awestruck man.
With the quickest of motions Dane's right hand reached out and grabbed
the man's arm, immediately flinging him into the side of a large box
van that he was climbing out of. Dane was amazed at the feeling of raw
strength he could feel as his new body slammed the poor man into the
side of the vehicle; immediately knocking him unconscious.
With just as sudden, precise movements as it had used to assault the
man, Dane's new body picked him up and slung him over it's shoulder.
Crouching low again to not draw attention, he watched as he was forced
to heft the unconscious man through the lot and back to the darkened
alleyway. He was horrified; but also amazed at how incredibly light the
bulk of the man felt on his small new shoulder.
As the walked up to the others, Dane's body slung the man onto the
ground. He could see from the other's expressions that they were just
as amazed as he was. His body kneeled down and reached into the
unconscious man's pockets. Pulling out a set of car keys, he stood back
up and motioned to his teammates and the Coach.
Just as Dane had done on his earlier foray into the parking lot, the
group of transformed men crouched low and crept through the rows of
cars; following the blond young man as his body lead them back to the
unconscious man's large van.
Arriving at the van, Dane's body walked around to the large back doors
and used the keys to unlock and open them. Mickey, Terrence, Bobby,
and Kevin rushed up and hopped into the large cargo section. Dane could
see them taking a seat on the open, bare floor as his new hands closed
the doors behind them. He walked around to the drivers side and
unlocked and climbed into the door. His body reached over and unlocked
the passenger side as Coach Reynolds own long, sexy legs stepped up an
into the van as well.
Dane looked over to the Coach for some kind of reassurance, only to be
disappointed as the man hung his head and close his eyes in
frustration. His hand put the keys into the ignition and put the van
into gear. As his stilettoed feet worked the pedals Dane's hands
steered the van out of the parking lot and into the darkened streets
beyond.
To be continued...
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