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Push the T.G mode button---Part 1: by DebWeb
Don't you just hate it when you buy one of those darned multifunction
remote controls only to find all your units are not compatible? Then
again they may do more than you expect...
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Dan slammed the door behind him as he strode into the small college
studio flat that for want of better word was home, for the immediate
future anyway.
He was in a totally pissed off mood as he reflected on what had been a
shitty day of school. Why could the silly little bitch just accept it was
over, she had to be all high and mighty because she was head cheerleader,
so fucking what?
She had been a challenge to get into the sack, but like the rest of the
little airhead bimbos in the squad she had succumbed to his good looks
and charm in the end. What made her think she was any more special than
the rest? Just another notch on his bedpost once he got his leg over. His
only concern now, that he had worked his way through the whole squad was
that he would have to find new grazing ground. Shit there were plenty
more chics to work his way through off and on campus.
Six feet two inches tall in his bare feet Dan was a formidable presence
in any environment and instantly commanded respect from his peers. He
possessed a solid build to compliment his height, a well, toned muscular
frame which could still be defined through his outer clothing. His buzz
cut scalp accentuated his square jaw leading to a square face, a strong
shaped nose but not overly prominent, the piercing blue eyes only added
to his handsome countenance. People had remarked that he bore a
resemblance to George Clooney, although Dan couldn't see how a comparison
with some old geezer would describe him.
Shit, he was first string quarterback and came from a wealthy family.
Even if he failed to get a football scholarship the world would still be
his oyster. Screw the brains out of as many of these college sluts before
he had to grow up and adopt a life of respectability. If any of them
thought he would take them along for the ride
were deserving of being screwed over. Stupid little fucks.
First port of call was the cooler for a much needed bottle of beer
hopefully a few of these little babies would anaesthetise him from his
nightmare of a day. His mood lightened considerably when he recalled the
highlights of the ballgame was due, on the goggle box in five minutes.
Sprawling out on the sofa Dan stretched out for the remote, grasping it
in his hand as he slouched back. Odd, he thought this was the remote Lisa
had gifted him several days ago its purpose was to dispel with a clutter
of remotes and work all his appliances from this one alone. He had never
got around to tuning everything in. He surmised that his roomie Brent
must have pre tuned it. Not to worry the key functions seemed straight
forward. Dan pressed the TV mode button and searched for the universal
red on/off button. Much to his chagrin it was nowhere to be seen. In its
usual place at the top of the display keys was an unusual coloured
button. Two colours seemed to be fighting for dominance as they merged
into one another on the small surface space. Pink and blue, both shades
were of a rather garishly bright colour but the pink seemed more
offensive to the eye. Dismissing this anomaly as part of the
multifunction settings he pointed towards the telly and pressed said
button.
"What the fuck!" Dan was quite literally shocked. A jolt of electricity
shot up the length of his arm and aggressively invaded his entire body.
He almost welcomed the proceeding numbness which rendered him paralysed,
if only to be rid of the initial excruciating pain.
Dan's relief was a brief interlude before his next discomfort befell him.
Deep within his body he could feel an uncomfortable vibration which
superseded a severe bout of pins and needles which tingled unbearably
beneath the surface of his skin. He was convinced some exotic termite was
trying to burrow through the biggest organ of his body, the derma.
An almighty cracking of bones could be heard from the boy's hips and
small of his back. Mercifully he felt no pain as the numbness still
pervaded his body. A considerable discomfort still made its presence felt
as an intense pressure pushed his hips out and a sickening popping could
be heard as the socket joints could no longer align themselves to those
ever widening hips.
Dan lay helpless on the sofa, looking like a rag doll personified. His
coccygeal or tailbone of the spine could be felt tickling the small of
his back as it clicked into realignment to accommodate the new
configuration of the lower torso.
His feet and legs developed a dull throb which reminded him strangely of
a mild toothache. It felt as if someone of great strength was pushing
inward from the balls of his feet in a determined effort to push his legs
up into his ass. Once again that disagreeable popping sound could be
audibly heard as his ball joints aligned themselves with the socket
joints and clicked back into place. Now that his bottom torso was in
perfect alignment the vibrations migrated to his upper torso.
Dan's lower ribs felt as if they were liquefying as his waist seemed to
compress inwards causing his widened hips to appear even more
accentuated. He felt incredible pressure on his sternum as his upper ribs
pulled inward as if a stretched rubber band was slowly contracting. This
was promptly followed by his scapula and clavicle, (shoulder blade and
collar bone.) He could feel his neck vertebrae contract downwards to
align with the newly narrowed shoulders. The tickle in his throat area
caused him to cough in an effort to get rid of the minor irritation. The
once manly growl was now a soft little whimper. Something broke within
the same area as if an elastic band had just snapped in two.
The two extended limbs had almost gone unnoticed as his arms had
shortened and lost all the muscle tone that Dan had earned through many
hours of workouts in the gym. In their place was the subterranean fat
beneath the skin which was a typical trait of the female of the species.
On further examination of course one would notice his entire body
displayed this very same trait.
Dan's head felt uncomfortably heavy and alien sitting atop this slender
body. His skin rippled furiously around his proud jawline as if offended
at being over stretched by this profanity. The jaw acceded to this
protest and receded inward with a jaw breaking crunch and conformed into
a less offensive heart shape. The cheek bones and eyebrows quickly
followed suit .The former raised themselves upwards forcing the latter to
raise out of their deep hollows. The result of this more petite and
feminine facial structure was too much for the distinguished nose. The
nasal bridge surrendered with a light snap, it to conformed and was
pulled inwards and upwards by the reforming cartilage until it settled
for a cute little button nose pouting sexily at the tip. Not to be out
done the forehead also had to conform as Dan became aware, when that now
familiar pressure started bearing down unmercifully on his head. To an
observer this part of the transformation was almost imperceptible unless
you studied the hairline creeping slowly down in an effort to be closer
to the nicely arched eyebrows.
The debilitating numbness seemed to slip away from Dan's body like a
discarded blanket that was no longer required.
For what seemed like an eternity Dan lay unmoving in an attempt to gather
a modicum of wit from within his stupefied brain. This all seemed too
surreal and he was having a problem making his thought processes form
into some sort of coherent reasoning. Actually in reality it had only
been two minutes precisely.
Dan tentatively stretched out all his four limbs and flexed them to
enable his blood circulation to flow at the proper pressure through his
veins. Confidence flowed through him in equal measure with his blood flow
coming back to some normality. As he cautiously sat up he realised
immediately something had drastically changed. With more than a tinge of
panic Dan stood unsteadily on his feet. Why did he feel so small and
weak, he hoped he was not running a fever or god forbid that he had some
sort of epileptic seizure. Shit, he could almost imagine his pro football
career flushed down the shithole before it had begun.
Oh fuck! Not again. Those fucking termites had come back, burrowing
underneath his skin with renewed vigour. Shit, that tingling sensation
was unbearable. Dan fell to his knees and collapsed spread-eagled on the
carpet. He rolled and squirmed along the carpet as if he was engulfed in
flames in a desperate attempt to extinguish them.
Much to Dan's relief the extreme feeling of pins and needles abated
somewhat and provided him with some semblance of comfort. Then he
realised the strange sensation had focused on his chest where his muscle
toned pectorals had once resided.
The pins and needles built up into an uncontrolled frenzy as they seemed
to be trying to force their way out of his nipples. A strange pressure
started pushing outwards and his areolas were enlarging. Fearfully Dan
felt these unwelcome protrusions with his fingertips. What the hell were
those hard little nubs below the skin they sure felt like fatty deposits
formed there? His areolas were taking on a darker hue and an intense
shooting pain could be felt behind his nipples as if a piece of wire was
trying to connect. To Dan's horror those little nubs began to inflate as
his teats hardened to resemble a pair of excited little clitties. He
clutched those swelling breasts in a vain effort to push them back in or
at least to halt their growth. It was all to no avail, those little
titties were going nowhere but outwards. All Dan was achieving was to
excite his burgeoning breast all the more by rubbing on those sensitive
nipples, which in turn sent pleasant feelings down into his groin. The
young man was relieved and mortified at the realization his newly
acquired breast had ceased their progress. His mortification was caused
by the round, firm breasts cupped in his small slender hands which now
found difficulty containing a generous c cup size of warm softness. He
should be a good judge from his vast amount of notches on his bedpost.
Dan could swear his heart must have missed ten beats when he felt that
dreaded sensation in his nether region. Suddenly these two intruders on
his chest did not seem to be such a big deal anymore.
Releasing them from their dainty prison his breast bounced delightfully
off his ribcage, Dan was too preoccupied to notice as his delicate little
hand snatched hold of his precious family jewels.
Those cursed pins and needles were pulling his nine inch cock upwards in
the direction of his scrotum, by the time he had released those pert
breasts and grabbed hold of his penis he estimated he had already lost a
priceless two inches from his most prized appendage. Dan was almost at
the point of hysteria as he felt his pride and joy slowly disappear in
front of his very eyes. Five inches, four, three, two inches... It
stopped shrinking! Fuck two inches was better than zero and it's amazing
what medical science can do nowadays, just look at that bobbit guy.
As these consoling thoughts were running through Dan's mind he felt his
testicles writhing and squirming as if they were involved in their own
personal battle for survival. While he was desperately hanging on to the
remnant of his cock for dear life, his testicles surrendered and went
shooting up into his abdomen at high velocity.
Dan was overcome with nausea and a terrible cramp, as his bladder was
rudely pushed forward within his abdomen to accommodate his newly formed
uterus. His redundant testicles had been re-employed as his brand new
ovaries. Their job now was to release those eggs down the fallopian tube
once a month and vie for the sperm that would swim upwards against all
odds in the minute hope they can successfully merge together and
fertilize the eggs. Yes, Dan would become all too familiar with cramps
and nausea amongst other side effects of the menstrual cycle. What was
his reference to those females who wouldn't "put out?" "Either they were
on the rag or just fucking frigid."
The cramps and nausea passed allowing the final alteration of Dan's new
genitals to complete themselves.
On further examination Dan could only watch with a sense of futility as
his scrotum flattened neatly between his legs which in turn robbed him of
another inch from his almost non-existent cock. His stretched scrotum was
wrinkle free and the only reminder that remained of its former function
was the welded seam running up its middle. Dan felt a slight cutting
sensation beneath the final inch of his once proud nine inch cock. A
small split had appeared in the seam and slowly but irrevocably began to
split along the length of his former ball bag. It was as if an invisible
scalpel was expertly cutting along this line, straight and true.
Pinching the last inch of his miniscule cock between his thumb and fore
finger Dan felt something slip out from within its centre. His urethra
pipe had decided to vacate its old home and repositioned itself within
the newly created slit. Dan's last inch of manhood slipped out of his
finger tips and bedded itself snugly under the protective hood of the
plump labia.
Dan was compelled to lie on his back with his knees up while he spread
his legs out in a wide V position. The sensation he felt inside his new
pussy seemed to be the worst violation of all as he felt the force of his
vaginal canal form and widen to ensure his reproductive system was in
good working order. His wide child bearing hips gave no protest as there
was plenty of space in this newly formed female physique.
The nubile young girl lay motionless on the floor as if comatose. The
male brain in that pretty little head was in self, denial. Not even the
tickling sensation in her scalp could rouse her from her stupor as her
buzz cut hair in a final act of rebellion of the male genome turned blond
at the roots and crawled along the carpeted floor. It reminded one of a
creeping army of vines as it spread out in an array of long luscious
curls, thick and silky to the touch it reflected the sunlight shining
unbidden through the window giving that flaxen hair a glorious sheen
which in turn gave the illusion of a halo surrounding the top of her
head.
This is not real he kept saying to himself, it must be some kind of
hallucination. He had imbibed of too many recreational drugs. His
flatmate had warned him about those fucking magic 'shrooms. Yes that was
why this seemed so real. All that chemical shit he put in his body over
the last two years on campus. If I just go look at myself in the closet
mirror it will bring me back to reality and put a stop to this fucking
shit.
Mustering up all his courage Dan raised himself off the floor. He sure as
hell felt the top of his shoulders being tickled and all the way down his
back, shit he could even feel a tickle at the top of his arse. Fuck this
felt too real, I'm never going to touch herbal or chemical shit again he
vowed.
His body seemed to frigging jiggle all over the place, taking smaller
steps seemed to help. Why couldn't he stop his damned ass from gyrating?
And why the fuck was his inner thighs constantly rubbing against each
other as he walked. Shit this is one bad trip I feel empty space between
my fucking legs. Those two balloons on my chest don't really exist. Why
the fuck am I so damned wet down there? Don't tell me I'm incontinent as
well.
Geez, why do I feel so horny? It's like I'm having a wet dream or some
such shit. If every fucking, thing would just stop bouncing and jiggling.
An unwelcome thought came unbidden to Dan as if trying to make him aware
of his pussy lips rubbing together with every dainty step he took and
that hip swinging arse did not help matters either. His plump bum cheeks
wobbled around like he had two bags of gelatine glued onto them.
With a lot of trepidation Dan hesitated within sight of the mirror as if
all this convincing himself had all been for naught. The mirror never
lies, would it belie his perception of reality?
It took a concerted effort on Dan's part to place his self in front of
the mirror. He took a determined leap and landed plum in front.
"Oh!" she squealed in surprise. Gazing back at Dan was a startled naked
young beauty with a wide eyed surprised expression of surprise. Her pouty
red lips were frozen in an O to compliment the rest her facial
countenance. Those were the best cock sucking lips he had ever set eyes
upon.
Stark reality struck suddenly at this moment in time. Those were his cock
sucking lips!
FUCK! I'm a frigging chic, a bit of skirt, a bird, a shagging blonde, a
bit of fluff, a good lay! I'm everything I've penetrated with my big hard
cock for years. I'm a fucking GIRL!
Dan cupped those magnificent pear shaped breasts, with his dainty hands,
his slim delicate fingers brushed against his extremely sensitive
nipples. They sent shock waves down to his wet pussy as those pert teats
swelled and jutted out like two small clitties. The sensual feelings he
derived overwhelmed the shock and horror he should be feeling at this
point.
He felt an itch below that demanded to be scratched as a drop of girl
juice beaded of his pussy lips and stained the carpet below. With an
almost unconscious effort his hand went down below in pure instinct. A
primal urge demanded the fire down there should be satiated. He ran his
fingers along the alien flatness of his new genital area and felt the
flesh underneath her silky smooth labia. His middle finger slid easily
between her pussy lips and gently caressed her clitoris, it felt like a
mini hard on as the blood gushed into her clit causing it to swell. Such
a feeling of emptiness was all prevailing within her new cavity it craved
to be filled. All her fingers squirming inside could still not fill the
vacuum within her. She needed something so much bigger to satisfy that
empty void.
She heard the front door closing as someone entered the apartment.
To be continued.
Sherry
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