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The Rise of Miss. Hyde By Argus Part 1: Malcolm loved antique shops. It was the smell he liked the best. Age had it's own aroma, a sort of heady, drowsy, duskiness which reminded him of lazy sunlight in a school library. But more than that, he loved to hold an object from the past, feel a connection with a person long gone. Every night on the way home from work, he would pop into the local shop, still dressed in his shirt and tie and peruse the shelves looking at all the wonderful items. "Good evening Dawn," he smiled as he came through the door, the tiny bell tingling above his head. "Anything new today?" "Oh good evening Malcolm, lovely afternoon isn't it? How was school today?" Coming from around the counter, Dawn Merryweather, the kind old lady who ran the shop greeted her favourite customer warmly. "I was just thinking about you actually, we just received an entire box of old books, I know you love looking through them. There might be some you can take back to your school library, I know you teachers are always complaining about lack of resources. They're in the back if you fancy a look?" "I'm not sure the headteacher would approve if I came back with a load of dusty old tomes and I doubt the children would appreciate it," chuckled Malcolm. "They're too wrapped up playing video games these days to read anyway." He tried to imagine the two girls who sat at the back of his classroom, Deven or Bree, who struggled to read a school textbook instead of chatting or doing their make up, reading a book and chuckled to himself. "Still I'll take a look." Entering the dusty backroom, Malcolm began rummaging through the books. "Wow, this copy of 'Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde' looks pretty old," he muttered lifting out a tattered blue bound sheaf of paper. Blowing the dust off, he adjusted his spectacles and walking to the window for better light gingerly opened the pages. It was in terrible condition, pages missing and typed in an antique looking font, but it was clearly old, maybe a second or third edition. This was quite a find and he excitedly flicked through. "What on Earth?" exclaimed Malcolm as he reached the end of the book. Here the type written pages petered out and someone had made a clumsy attempt with book binding glue to stick in several tattered handwritten pages. "Being an account of the search for the Elixir of life, inspired by the work of Robert Louis Stevenson," he read turning the page curiously. "Since time began, man has dreamed of immortality. Indeed, modern science has taught us that anything may be possible. Perhaps one day man will walk on the moon, or cure the multitudinous diseases of the world. For this humble author however, it is the dream of youth that persists, especially as I grow older and infirmity begins to trouble me. When I first read 'Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde' I was much struck by this fantastical tale. What if it were possible to fashion a potion that could change a person, utterly? After all, the body is merely a collection of cells, might not some way be found? Inspired by my favourite book and determined not to make the same mistakes of the good Doctor Jekyll, I began my journey. I explored every avenue, ancient alchemy, modern science and the fruits of my labour are carefully contained within. Soon the Elixir of life will be mine!" Turning another page, Malcolm saw that the remaining pages of the notebook were full of chemical symbols, strange alchemical notations and charts of the position of the planets. It looked like arcane madness. "Found something dear?" asked a voice nearby causing him to jump in fright. "Oh, Dawn... sorry, I was just looking at this little thing. I wonder... I wonder if I might not buy it, how much would you say?" *** *** Watching the last of his students troop from his classroom, Malcolm sat wearily at his desk.. He wasn't as young as he used to be. The job was punishing and every day he seemed to get more and more out of touch with the youngsters. Taking out the antique book from his satchel, he flicked to the enigmatic end pages and pursing his lips began to read once more. Was this document for real? Was this actually a formula for an Elixir of youth? Surely it was an elaborate hoax or even some misguided attempt to write an unofficial sequel to the novel? "Hmmm, looking at these instructions, it wouldn't be too hard to make this stuff at school. I think I have everything I need. I wonder... maybe I should give it a go and see what happens? It won't take long and who knows what interesting science this may actually be?" he mused. Making has way to the school science labs, Malcolm fought his way through the clutter of items and began removing what he needed. He soon had everything set up correctly and he began the difficult process of following the yellowing instructions. Test tubes bubbled, alembics boiled and a pungent smell filled the air as the Elixir began to drip through. "Hmmm, this is gonna take hours to distil. I may as well leave it and come back early tomorrow before school opens." Turning out the lights, Malcolm went home, wondering what tomorrow would bring. *** *** He got in early, well before anyone but the janitor was around and making his way to the lab saw that the Elixir had distilled down. Lifting up the test tube Malcolm examined it critically. The liquid was pink, transparent and slightly viscous. He sniffed it and gasped. It smelt sweet... heady almost, but to his embarrassment it made him feel unaccountably aroused. Taking another sniff, he groaned as he grew hard, clutching a nearby bench for support. "Ohhh shit. What the hell? I wasn't meant to be making an aphrodisiac!" Biting his lip, Malcolm wondered what to do. So he'd gone ahead and made the crazy formula, but surely he wasn't going to drink this stuff? It could be poison, it could be dangerous! Still... there was something... tempting about the liquid. Something hot. Something that stirred lust deep in his soul. Licking his dry lips, he looked around then with a sudden wild impulse in one quick motion downed the vial. "Oh that tastes so good," he groaned as the sweet liquid sent explosions of fire and sensuality bursting through his mouth. He felt a warm glow spreading from his stomach, a tingling that made him shiver and squirm with delight. He was so hard now his trousers were nearly bursting open as his body throbbed and he groaned with barely contained lust. "Ohhhh, mmmmmhh, what is this stuff?" Grabbing the nearby bench for support he whimpered as his body began to tingle achingly. It was like getting pins and needles everywhere at once, an almost numb sensation but with a growing sense of pleasure at the same time. "Oh shit, this stuff is doing something, I shouldn't have tried it!" Malcolm blinked as his vision went blurry, then he knocked his glasses off and to his amazement for the first time in years could see clearly. The Elixir was working. It was making him younger! This was incredible. He was about to jump with joy, when he suddenly doubled up in pain. His skin began to ripple as he fell to all fours like a dog and moaned helplessly. "Ohhhh fuck, what's happening?" Malcolm was shrinking within his clothes, his sleeves and trousers seeming to lengthen as he lost inch after inch. His hands and feet became smaller and even his head. For a moment his shirt pooled around his cracking waist, then suddenly it began to rise as something began to lift it at the front. "Ooooh, what the hell?" moaned Malcolm as his chest heaved and pulsed, a wonderful feeling filling him as with a swelling, pop two soft young tits pushed out of his shrinking chest. "Mmmmmh, oooooh yesssss" he gasped, rolling on the floor in ecstasy, his voice squeaking and breaking as his hair began to lengthen, long silky dark tresses tumbling around his head to tickle his neck. "Ooooooh," moaned Malcolm, soft pink lips parting in ecstasy as his face smoothed and his stubble vanished. Wrinkles and crows lines vanished as he stuck his ass high in the air and spread his legs wide, feeling his bum inflate sexily so that it was sticking temptingly into the air. His legs were now thinner and shapelier, the long leg hair sucking in to leave perfectly smooth pins. Malcolm's fingernails lengthened into naughty French tips as his head hair now reached to his lower back in a sexy dark rivulet. He groaned and writhed, his hands all over his soft, yielding body. His skin felt so fucking good, soft and sensitive. "Oooohhh mmmmh, feels sooooo good," squealed the once manly teacher in a high pitched groan as he ran his white tipped nails over his smooth washboard stomach and slowly down into his boxer shorts. He felt so aroused... so horny, but there was no dick in his pants, only a tight wet slit and he gasped, long lashed blue eyes widening in wonder as he slipped a slender feminine finger into the moist wetness of a tight teen pussy with a wet slurp. "Mmmmmhhhhhhh, OH FUCK!" groaned Malcolm, buttons pinging off his shirt as it burst to free the two full creamy breasts of the sexy slut now rolling on the floor. "Mmmmh, mmmmh, ooooh!" gasped Malcolm, two fingers in his pussy as hot slutty juices dripped down his perfect thighs and he squealed and worked them faster and faster. He used his thumb to rub his sensitive and engorged clit, the pleasure building as he used his other hand to squeeze his titties. They felt amazing, the nipples so sensitive as he groped and touched his swollen sexy boobs. Inside his body, organs rearranged themselves and with a few final cracks and pops, his body finished converting itself into that of a fine young bitch. With a final squealing moan, the now fully female sexy girl exploded into an awesome orgasm and panted hot wet gasps as she lay spent and sticky on the floor. "Oh my God," she groaned, gasping for air. "That was amazing!" For a while Malcolm just lay there. He could feel the weight of his new breasts on his slender chest. He could feel his silky hair tickling his back and his body felt all different and wrong, but for a moment he ignored it as the warm afterglow of the amazing orgasm he'd just had faded. Then slowly, tentatively he stood up. Naked, the remains of his clothes slipping around him he walked out of the lab, into the nearby toilets and walked up to the mirror to examine himself. The stunning girl looking back at him must have been seventeen or eighteen years old. She was small compared to his old body, but perfectly proportioned for a girl... just tall enough for a boy to kiss and fondle, but small enough to be dazzlingly feminine. Her body was toned, but curvaceously tempting and completely hairless. Two perfect rounded globes, the kind that horny school boys could only dream off, jutted from her slender chest and her ass was perfection itself. Soft pink lips, in an almost perpetual sulky pout parted to reveal small white teeth and a pink tongue. The face was heart-shaped, with a cute little nose and big blue eyes, offset by the darkness of the hair which ran around her head and down to her lower back in an artful wave. She was a teenage temptress, a sex bomb on legs, a naughty looking minx... some girls would have killed to look like this. "I'm beautiful," she gasped in a sexy voice... a perfect soft tone with a slight slutty catch in it. "How the hell did this happen? The Elixir has made me younger, but it's turned me into a girl! The book didn't say anything about this," groaned Malcolm, putting his new face in his new hands for a moment. "What am I going to do?" Rifling through the book, struggling with his long nails, he bit a plump pink lip in consternation. Why hadn't the book said anything about this? Was this effect permanent, was he now trapped as a teenage girl? How was he going to explain this? "Oh shit, the rest of the school will be arriving soon." He looked around in panic. How was he going to explain his presence as a naked girl? Then again... he could blend in, pretend to be a student. A desperate plan was forming in his mind. He needed more time to find an antidote or at least discover what had happened to him. Running through the school corridors, his new boobs jiggling up and down enticingly, he used the teachers combination to open the lost property room. Over the years they'd acquired pretty much everything you could imagine in here. Rummaging through the girls lost property, he soon found a reasonable looking black satin bra. The label said it was a D cup, and he knew, judging from his ex-girlfriends lingerie that his new tits were bigger than her B cup breasts, so it looked like a reasonable fit. He examined it critically, then with a shrug of his slender shoulders slid his arms through the straps. He plopped his big boobies into the cups and then reaching behind him struggled with the catch. "Damn... how do you do this thing?" he grunted, till he finally hooked it into place. Looking down he whistled. The bra lifted and supported the weight of his large tits, but squashed them together. If anything they looked even bigger and sexier than before and looking down he could see his new deep cleavage nestling temptingly on his chest. It felt strange to wear a bra, weird, but kinda comfy in a way. He continued to rustle through the box. "Oh you have to be kidding me," he groaned as he pulled out a tiny little g-string thong. It was the only pair of panties in the entire box, no doubt confiscated as it was definitely not appropriate for school. He could go without wearing any, that thought make him want to giggle naughtily, but even this was better than nothing. Slipping his feet through the tiny string, he yanked the thong up and pulled the sexy stretchy material it into place. He squirmed uncomfortably for a moment as the string pulled tight between his ass cheeks and he groaned. It was an unusual sensation, but actually... he kinda liked it. As he moved, the thong rubbed and it made him feel... hot and kind of slutty. His boobs began to ache with pleasure again and he had to physically restrain himself from touching them. Focusing on the task at hand he continued to grab clothing. He'd been hoping there might be a pair of girls trousers, but no such luck. Instead he had to pull on a tiny plaid skirt that was blatantly too small. His wide hips caused it to ride up, nearly exposing his delicious ass cheeks and showing off his long sexy legs. Equally he found a reasonable looking white blouse, but it was rather tight. The top buttons wouldn't quite go over his big boobs, so it remained slightly open at the top, revealing the swell and curve of his deliciously tempting tits. Sliding a school tie round his neck, he tied it loosely, meaning to tighten it later when he had time. He pulled soft grey knee socks over his legs up to his knees, hoping to conceal his legs, not realising he was just making them even hotter. Finally he found a pair of old black pumps that just about fit and slid them over his tiny feet. Exiting the cupboard he dashed down the corridor back to his room, but as he passed the trophy cupboard he stopped and gasped. The reflection in the polished class appalled him. The slutty looking girl in the glass looked like the kind of disgraceful bad girl he was constantly telling off in the school corridors. Part of him was disgusted by how naughty he looked but the rest of him was fascinated somehow. He wondered whether boys would stare at him and he felt a strange flush rise in his pretty cheeks. His big tits were available for everyone to see and his tiny skirt barely covered his modesty. He looked like a complete tease and his wicked looking face that just oozed sex appeal didn't help. With a body and face like this, he wondered whether he could get boys to do what he wanted? The thought made him go all yummy and warm inside and for a moment, he purred, running a hand over his perfect body and shivering till he realised what he was doing. "Shit, what the hell is wrong with me, this is getting seriously weird!" Running into his room, he collected his rumpled clothes and hid them in the cupboard. Pulling out his mobile phone he ran round the corner and dodged into the principals office. He wasn't there thank goodness! Luckily the school was massive and the principal was often confused and disorganised. He relied totally on his secretary to organise things. Trying to imitate Linda the P.A's hand writing as best as possible, he quickly wrote a note. "DON'T FORGET. New student starting today..." glancing around, Malcolm looked through the window at the tall creepers of Holly and Ivy outside and he grinned. "Holly. Holly Hyde. Assign to Mr. Jones' class and issue appropriate student I.D." Running over to the computer, he loaded up the screen using the admin password taped to the bottom of the desk and grinning began entering a fake data entry for Holly Hyde. He used his old address, made up an appropriate D.O.B and threw in a few other details. Switching on the webcam he took a quick picture and appended it to the file. Wiping his smooth little brow, Malcolm glanced at the clock. Thank goodness he'd come in so early to examine the Elixir. He couldn't believe how many rules he was breaking here, but he he knew no one would suspect... at least not for a while. Luckily he didn't have a car with him today, he'd walked so there were no clues he was even in the building. Grabbing his phone, he flicked it open and rang the Principal. Putting his hand partially over the receiver and putting on as gruff a voice as he could for a hot teenage girl he coughed down the line. "Errr, this is Malcolm Jones... I'm really not very well, calling in sick. Sorry. I gotta go back to bed... will phone later, let you know how I am." Malcolm was almost never off ill and Principal Ferry was all sympathy down the other end. "Wow, you really don't sound good Malcolm, your voice is all weird. Take the day off. If you need more time phone me tonight. I know you'd not be off without a good reason. I'll arrange cover and work for your classes, just relax." Logging off the computer, closing the office, Malcolm sighed with relief and crept out of the school back door. He'd done it... just in time. He'd created Holly Hyde... hopefully his new persona would hold up scrutiny for at least one day! Groaning, he ran his fingers through his hair. He had such a headache and he felt weird. Holly. He really liked the name, he felt like it suited him. He hoped this Elixir stuff wasn't having any effects he wasn't aware of... **** **** "Hmmmm, I didn't know we had a new girl starting," mused Doreen at the school office as she examined the naughty looking girl in front of her. "Holly" smiled winsomely and played nervously with her hair as the suspicious secretary tapped into her computer. With a beep a file popped up showing the new starters card and the large woman relaxed. "Oh... my mistake. You've been assigned to Mr. Jones' class. He's off sick today I'm afraid. Go straight down the hall and turn left. Oh... and young lady, I'd sort your uniform out if I were you... that really isn't acceptable." Malcolm sneered as he walked away. How dare this stupid bitch tell him what to do? He'd always thought that Doreen was an interfering fat cow. He'd show her. Giggling he deliberately hiked his skirt up an inch. Now everyone could see his smooth white ass and even the string of his naughty thong. Laughing, he undid another button on his blouse and almost subconsciously started to strut down the school corridors, his perfect bottom waggling hotly with every dainty step. The school was full of students now and he grinned with enjoyment as people stared at him. Some just wanted to see a new face, but nearly all boys stared hungrily at the sexy girl walking like a dirty angel through their midst. Wolf whistles and whoops followed his progress and he luxuriated in the amazing feeling of being a babe. This was fun. Licking his lips, and groaning, Malcolm thought about all the naughty things he'd like to do to himself, all this attention was turning him on. "Mmmh, maybe later." Swaying and giving one boy a hot look and a blown kiss, he turned the corner and entered his own room like a stranger. A harassed looking supply teacher was standing at the front ringing his hands helplessly whilst the class chatted and ignored him, but as Malcolm entered every eye turned to look at him and conversation died down. "Hi... I'm the new girl, are you ready for me?" breathed Malcolm sexily. "Where shall I sit... sir?" "Sit where you like, I'm not your usual teacher," stammered the supply teacher, still desperately going through the notes left by the Principal for cover. Looking round the room, Malcolm saw there were three possibilities. At the front next to Bradley the class nerd, in the middle next a nice quiet girl called Hannah and at the back with the bad girls next to Deven and Bree. To his surprise, Deven had pulled the chair out slightly and was gesturing to him and he found himself obeying, sitting his sexy body at the back of the room. "Like awesome, a new girl! It's about time we had some fresh talent round here, there are soooo few of us hot girls around. I'm Deven!" giggled the slutty blonde. "We love how you're wearing your uniform by the way babe, takes guts to dress that hot on your first day... I think we're gonna get on really well," giggled Bree on the other side of him. Malcolm raised an arched eyebrow as Bree slipped him a packet of bubblegum under the table and smiled. "Here, want to chew with us and chat? This lesson is like soooo boring, I even wish stupid Mr. Jones was here. This other guy is totally clueless." Malcolm hesitated. He hated students that chewed in class, he hated students that talked in class. Yet somehow he couldn't stop himself as he popped the gum into his mouth and began to chew. It made him feel like such a naughty bitch as he wrapped the pink gum round a finger, licked it wetly, sucked it back in and blew a big wet bubble. The thought of putting things into his mouth made him giggle and salivate and he leant back slightly with a sigh. This was kind of exciting, why shouldn't he be the naughty bad girl for a change, he was so sick of doing the right thing. "Mmmmh, I think I'm going to like it here," purred Holly as she looked round her class for the first time. She'd never noticed how hot Kevin Johnson was, she saw him looking at her and winked, spreading her legs slightly and teasing him. He flushed and she giggled, leaning back in her chair to talk to the girls. "So, what do you girls do around here for fun? You'll have to show me everything..." *** *** Entering the girls toilets, Holly looked around with interest. She'd never been in here before but as soon as the lesson ended her two new friends had practically dragged her in. Deven plopped her handbag onto the sink area, and reaching inside began to pull out various bits of make up. "You want some make up babe? I have plenty." Holly looked at the make up with interest. She really shouldn't be wasting time with these sluts, she should be looking for answers to the bigger questions and figuring a way out of this mess, but something about this situation was soooo hot. She wondered what her sexy lips would look like with hot lipgloss smeared all over them, she imagined herself kissing a boy... maybe another girls boyfriend and groaned as she felt herself get horny. Her tiny thong was rubbing her wet pussy and she picked up the lipstick and brought it up to her mouth. With a sensuous movement she smeared the pink substance over her lips and moaned softly. "Oh shit, this is sooo fucking hot." Deven and Bree were doing their make up next to her now and she copied them, applying eyeshadow, blusher and mascara. "Oh... you look totally hawt now babe, good enough to eat." Turning to look at the mirror, Holly grinned. Her lips were now wet and shiny, oozing with lust, begging to be kissed and sucked. Long dark lashes fluttered hotly, blue eyeshadow making her eyes look even more hypnotic and sexy. She smiled, picking up Bree's perfume and spraying it all over her body. "Mmmmh, I feel complete at last." Hearing the bell go, the three girls turned and trooped out of the toilet. Eyes followed them as boys gazed at the sexy bitches with lust and they giggled and laughed as they made their way to their next lesson. It was science and the Mr. Hardwick was putting on a video. With the lights down, windows closed and class concentrating, Holly was left at the back of the room to her own devices. Sighing, she slowly slipped a manicured hand into her skirt and biting her lip to stop herself from moaning, pushed her thong to one side. She felt juices run between her thighs to drip onto the schoolchair as she slowly began to finger herself, getting wetter and wetter as she slid her fingers in deeper and deeper. "Mmmmhhh," she giggled, she was so horny and to do this in public was so fucking hot. Ever since the change she'd been feeling the need to touch herself and she couldn't help it anymore, it was so hawt to do it here. Looking next to her, she saw Curtis, one of the nerdy boys furiously scribbling away as he made notes from the video. Unable to help herself, she reached over and grabbed his hand. He looked up in surprise as she placed a finger to her lips and then slid his hand under the table. He stiffened in shock as she took his fingers and pushed them into her panties with a wet slurp, smiling and leaning back. For a moment she thought he might pull them out, but then he began to slowly and hesitantly rub, and she stifled a hot moan. Sliding her hand under the table she began to slowly unbutton his fly and she felt him grow hard as his dick sprang free. She giggled, it was so hawt to corrupt a virgin like this and with a lick of her lips, Holly began to rub her hand up and down over his cock. It stiffened, growing harder and harder and he groaned, his glasses nearly steaming up as the sexy girl worked his dick faster and faster. His own hand was busy in her pussy and she was struggling not to scream and pant. Luckily at the moment that she suddenly began to cum, the video grew louder and nobody noticed her panting sobs as she giggled and groaned in ecstasy. Curtis gasped as his cock exploded and Holly cooed, hot sticky juice dripping over her slender hand. Pulling her hand out from under the table, the startled boy came to his senses and in shocked horror quickly re-buttoned his fly. Licking the mess from her hands, Holly giggled and blew him a kiss as he turned away embarrassed and horrified at what he had just done. It tasted delicious and salty in her slutty mouth and she wondered what it would be like to actually have a big cock in her mouth. The thought seemed to bring her back to her senses and she gasped as she remembered who she really was. Leaning back, she frowned. "Oh fuck, what's wrong with me? Did I really just jerk a guy off and lick his cum up? Ugggh. I'm a guy... I shouldn't be acting like this. This Elixir, it's screwed with my mind... I feel so good though. It felt so naughty and good to do that." *** *** "See ya later girls," giggled Holly as she finished sucking on her cigarette and crushed it under her foot. She'd never smoked before, but it came naturally to her as she hung around at the back of the school with her new friends. Walking away from Deven and Bree, she walked arounjd the corner and rubbing her temples tiredly, plopped her sexy ass down on a nearby wall and groaned. What was wrong with her, why was she acting this way? She'd been so naughty today and her mind was already filling with other thoughts of things she'd like to do tomorrow. "No, I need to find a way to become a guy again... this is fucked up." Standing up, she started to walk home... luckily Malcolm was currently single, she'd better just make sure the neighbours didn't see her entering the respectable teachers house. Then again, it might be fun to make people talk. No... she had to fight these dirty thoughts, they were so naughty. She had the book, maybe if she studied it tonight she could find an answer. Then as she passed the antiques shop a sudden thought struck her. There had been a whole box of books. Maybe there had been something else with the other one, something that explained this whole situation? Turning, Holly entered the shop and blinked in the low light. "Yes, can I help you...?" frowned Mrs. Merryweather suspiciously as Holly entered the shop. The usually kind lady seemed to be eyeing her with suspicion, what a stupid old bag. "Like... I just wanna look around old woman. What's the problem?" shrugged Holly. What a bitch... she'd never realised what a cow that woman was. Walking over to the shelves, ignoring the hostile glare behind her, she saw that the books from the other day had been put out. She idly began to search, dragging her long fingernails over the spines, till with a triumphant grin she suddenly saw another tatty book much like the first one. Maybe they were from the same collection? Pulling it out, she flicked it open and saw it was an unusual diary, seemingly written in two different hands. She idly flicked through, reading a couple of the entries. ENTRY 1: "Disaster has struck. I took my formula but the effects were not as expected. Indeed I became younger, but I have somehow become a woman! I cannot believe what has happened, I'm afraid I acted most improperly during the transformation and furthermore I now feel terrible... 'temptations' to do things with my body. I have begun keeping this separate diary in my quest for a cure." ENTRY 2:"I was wrong about this body. I love it. I feel so powerful, able to seduce and control men, able to indulge and enjoy every whim! Mmmmh, I can't wait to explore more. What a foolish prudish idiot I've been. I shall enjoy every moment as I take what I want, when I want. " ENTRY 3:"Oh God! What a mess I am in. Thank goodness, I have returned to the body of a man. The effects only lasted a few hours but the terrible things I have already done. I will not speak of the acts I committed with my neighbour whilst his wife was out this afternoon. What's worse is that I enjoyed it. There is a wickedness in me. I shall never take this damned... 'Elixer' again, this beast must remain chained. Indeed, I call it 'Elixer' for it is no, Elixir of life, but a damned trick, a fake! ENTRY 4: "Oh help me! I have lain in bed all night fantasising about being a woman. Something is wrong with me, my Elixir has corrupted me. I feel, naughty impulses, a desire for more! I know I would do such wicked things if released, I will not succumb!" ENTRY 5: "Hehe! I took more of my wonderful Elixer. The temptation was too great and now I feel free once more! My foolish male self is so weak and pathetic, I revel in my femininity. I would write more but I have much to do. ENTRY 6: "No! I awoke in the most terrible situation, and returned to the house. This time the change had been for nearly double the previous time. If I take more of this Elixer, each time she will dominate me for longer until... maybe the effects will eventually become permanent. Oooh, why does that thought make me burn with desire. I must be stronger. ENTRY 7: "Hah. My pathetic male self has little time left now. I've nearly destroyed his life and claimed this body for my own. The fool can't resist drinking the Elixer again and again and again. He wants to be me now and soon he will be... forever. ENTRY 8: "Well, goodbye diary. My male self is no more and only I, the Mistress remain. With my 'Elixer' I shall have everything I ever desired and nobody.. nobody can stop me!" Holly groaned as she put the book down. It was sick and perverted of her, but she'd got more and more turned on as she'd read the diary. The thought of being trapped as a slutty girl, a perfect babe... mmmmh, it was so delicious. "So the effects will probably soon wear off. Hmmm, I should head home then, it would be embarrassing to change somewhere in public." Slipping the book under her blouse, she sidled out of the shop... smirking as she walked off with her shoplifted goods. That would teach that stupid suspicious bitch... *** *** Holly didn't realise how accurate her prediction was. As she approached her house, she began to feel.. funny. Her clothes were getting tight... really tight and she groaned as the hem of her skirt gave a little rip. Staggering up to the door, she let herself in and fell to all fours in the hallway. "Noooooo! It feels sooo bad, I don't want to change back!" Screaming softly, she gasped and sobbed as her clothing ripped and tore, her frame swelling and expanding. Her magnificent breasts were shrinking, her fingernails shortening as slight wrinkles appeared across her face and she aged rapidly back into a middle aged man. Hair burst out of her chest as muscle swelled and her vision swam. She screamed, gripping her head as she felt her thoughts slip and slide, twist and change. "AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!" moaned Malcolm, his internal organs reordering as his dick swelled between his legs and the panting naked man came fully into being. Groaning in pain, he gingerly pulled himself up, and groaned. "Oh shit, that was not pleasant... not like turning into a girl." Malcolm buried his head in his hands. "What the hell was I thinking? I can't believe how I acted. Oh my God, what have I done?" He wanted to be sick at the thought of what he'd done in the science class... but to his horror, there was part of him... an echo in his mind that felt hot. He could almost feel a tempting urge, a desire to take more of the delicious pink Elixer and change once more. "Oh no! That stuff is evil. There's no way I'm ever letting that slut Holly loose again. The writer of that diary must have been a weak man, he lost control, but that won't happen to me. No. This is the end of Holly Hyde, she's finished even before she can get started!" Climbing the stairs wearily to bed, feeling resolve within himself, Malcolm would have felt good about his decision. If only... if only it weren't for the soft sexy mocking laughter he seemed to hear in his head and a slutty voice speaking inside his head. "Mmmmh, soon your life will be mine. Malcolm, you need me now and I have so much more to do. Today in science was only the beginning, we're going to have such fun..." He shivered. Tomorrow he must destroy the Elixer. Yes... what could possibly go wrong then? TO BE CONTINUED?