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I was woken by the light pouring through the window. I yawned and
stretched under the comforter. It felt glorious! I could feel the beer
weighting heavy on my bladder. I tossed back the covers and wandered,
groggy and half asleep to the bathroom. I lifted the toilet seat, pushed
down my boxers, put my hands on my hips.....and pissed all down my legs.
"Goddammit!" I whispered angrily.
I was suddenly wide awake and didn't want to wake Sara up.I kicked off my
now soaked boxer shorts, turned around to sit and finished my business. I
used a bunch of toilet paper to clean up the mess I'd made on the floor
and my legs. I then stripped off my t-shirt and jumped back in the
shower. I was cleaning myself off and trying not to loose myself again
like yesterday when I heard a knock on the shower door.
"Hey, Lucas dropped of another set of clothes for you to try on," Sara
said.
"Thats great. Can you put them on the bed," I called back.
I heard her walk over to the bed and back into the bathroom. I could see
her through the frosted shower glass door as she sat down on the toilet,
drinking a cup of coffee.
"So how did you sleep?" she asked, taking a sip of her drink.
"Er, I slept well, thanks," I replied trying to ignore her sitting and
watching me. I tried to just carry on washing as normal.
"You peed on yourself this morning, huh?" She laughed.
"Er.....yeah, how did you know?"
"I did it like two or three times in the first couple of weeks. Of
course, I don't have to worry about that now," Sara said as I could see
her looking around the bathroom.
"I think these bathrooms are bigger than when I lived here."
"Could you pass me a towel?"
A fresh towel was thrown over the shower cubical. I wrapped it around
myself and opened the shower door. Sara just stared for a moment and
started laughing.
"Have you never watched a woman get ready?" She laughed.
"It's traditional to wrap the towel around your chest."
"Well, I was kinda distracted with you sitting out here watching me
shower," I protested as I turned away and adjusted the towel.
"Don't flatter yourself! I wasn't watching you shower. I was chatting to
you while you showered. There is a big difference. If you hadn't hulk-ed
out and pulled the door off I'd have sat outside," Sara complained.
"You're the one who came out of the shower flashing her melons at the
whole world."
"Who's flashing their melons in here?" Lucas asked as he lent he head
around the corner from the sofa.
"Hey, no peeking!" I yelled at him. "But I'm a female too!" Lucas
protested in a mocking high pitched voice.
"Only when it suits you, pervert!" Sara jokingly scolded him as she threw
a dirty sock at him. He ducked back around the corner, laughing. "Don't
let Lucas fool you. He might not be packing a cock anymore but he's still
a hound dawg!"
"That's just mean, I still have a cock. It's just double ended and stored
in my bed side draw now-a-days." Lucas laughed.
I sat down on the edge of the bed and looked at the clothes in various
bags on the bed.
"I feel like I joined some kind of weird frat house this morning. You
guys are l kinda jokey today," I said to Lucas and Sara.
"You pissed all over yourself this morning, right?" Lucas called.
"Yes, thanks for asking."
"Then welcome to the club!" Lucas called back. I grinned and began to
empty the bags onto the bed. I picked through the pile as Sara joined me
in the search. She pulled out a few bras and looked at the sizes. She
held them up to my chest and discarded all but two of them. I had found
some tight looking boxer style under shorts and was pulling them up my
legs. It felt weird to have the material of the shorts pressed against my
now flat crotch. Sara told me to drop my towel and put on the first bra
she had selected. I followed her instructions and then she turned me
around and fastened the bra at the back. It felt very restrictive and
uncomfortable. I told Sara.
"Bend forwards at the waist and shake your tits into position in the
cups," she told me.
I did as I was told and my boobs almost fell out of the cups but when I
stood back straight up they settled into the cups and I felt kind of
relief at the support the bra gave me.
"Does that feel better?" She asked.
"Actually it does," I replied as I adjusted the straps.
"With boobs this big, you'll need alot of support, believe me." Sara
smiled.
We sorted through the rest of the clothes and selected a t-shirt and
jeans to wear for the day. The t-shirt had a lower neck line than I would
have liked but the only shirt without a low neck line was bright pink
with sequins on it in the shape of a unicorn. Sara and I accused Lucas of
choosing these clothes deliberately but swore that he hadn't. He told us
he had just gone by the measurements the lab had given him and picked out
a bunch of shirts pants and underwear. He even complained about having to
look through the womens section like "some sort of cross dresser". I
decided to let that comment go. I slipped on my new shoes and looked at
myself in the mirror. I was dressed in a tight, low cut black t-shirt,
tight blue jeans and converse sneakers. I looked like a tom-boy collage
chick. Sara tried to convince me to put make up on but when Lucas and I
started laughing she got angry at us and called us dicks.
We decided we were hungry and needed food.
"We could go off site?" Lucas suggested.
Sara looked shocked. "I'm not sure that's a good idea. It's only her
first full day out of the lab."
"You'll be ok, right buddy?" Lucas said, slapping me on the back.
"Er....sure. Why not. Where do you wanna go?" I asked uncertainly.
"How about I go changes real quick and we go into town?" Lucas replied
and then turned and left without waiting for an answer.
After he had left, Sara turned to me and said. "I'm not sure this is such
a good idea. You are still recovering despite your break through last
night. I'm not sure you're ready."
"I'll be fine. I feel great and we're only going out for lunch right?" I
replied.
"Yes, but there are alot of differences between being in public as a man
and as a woman. I don't think Lucas realizes that. And not to pop to
finer point on it, you're a hot looking girl now and if your face doesn't
draw attention...well" Sara trailed off.
"My huge, monster, bouncing titty s will, right?" I finished her
sentence.
"They're not that big, dude. But, yeah. You get alot of attention as a
girl, it takes some getting used to," Sara said seriously.
Lucas came back wearing jeans and a casual shirt.
"Wow, that was quick," I said.
"Yeah, I take what i said earlier back. Nothing female can get ready THAT
quick," Sara teased.
"I'll take that as a compliment," Said Lucas. "Now, Shall we, my
beautiful ladies?"
"Fuck off." We both laughed in tandem as we turned and walked past him
and out of the door.
We drove into the town and parked in a lot by the stores. The drive was a
learning experience. It took me a moment to decide how to wear a seat
belt with my new assets and I found that if I sat back in the seat how i
usually did I couldn't see over the dash board. The town was a medium
size, not tiny but not big enough to be called a city. We walked down the
street towards a cafe. It was cold out and Lucas had lent me a hoodie. It
had MARINES printed across the front, which I liked. We chatted about
everything and nothing as we walked. We avoided any mention of the lab of
what had happened to me.
Over lunch we discussed mostly sport. Everything was going well and I was
beginning to forget the events of the past week. But the cafe was hot and
i reached up and pulled the hoodie off over my head. Soon after the young
waiter came back over to ask if everything was ok. We replied that
everything was great. I was about to continue with our conversation when
the waiter turned and asked how the omelet I'd ordered was. I told him
again that it was great but he continued, telling me that it was his
favorite. I agreed and told him that I really enjoyed omelets. I asked If
he ever tried a feta cheese and maple bacon omelet. He said no, but told
me that if I liked maple bacon, there is a burger joint down the street I
should check out.
I was about to say that I'd check it out at some point when Lucas chimed
in. I turned to look at him. "Hey, dude. Can I get another OJ here?"
Lucas said waving an empty glass at him.
"Yeah, me too" Sara agreed.
I turned back to the waiter, just in time to catch his eye line shoot
back up from my chest to my eyes. I frowned and reached around to grab
the hoodie. But as I did, I knocked my half full glass of OJ over with my
breast. The OJ poured over the table and onto my jeans. I jumped up and
tried to avoid getting soaked but I knocked the chair over and suddenly
everyone in the cafe was looking at me. I don't know what came over me
but i just burst into tears and ran to the restroom. I clattered into a
cubical and sobbed into my hands.
Soon enough I heard the door open and I heard Lucus's voice. "I'm so
sorry, John. I didn't mean to put you in this position. You seemed in
such high spirits this morning and I just figured that I'd show you that
everything still the same despite your change. It guess Sara has a better
perspective than me. I should have listened," Lucas said.
"It's ok, I don't even know why I'm crying. That kid just tried to pick
me up is all, it's not the end of the world...," I burst into fresh sobs
again.
"Yeah, he really did, huh?" Lucas agreed.
"I....just ...didn't realize....but then....he ....was .....staring at
.....my....tits!" I cried angrily between sobs.
"Yeah, I guess I don't have to deal with the same types of things you
will have to get used to," Lucas admitted.
"He was staring right at them and then I went and knock my glass over
with the stupid fucking things and everyone stared and....and..," I was
furious, not with him but with myself for making such a scene.
"He didn't mean any disrespect by it, he's just a guy," Lucas stated
trying to calm me down.
"I know that, dumb-ass. If I saw me in here, I'd stare at my tits too.
But that's the problem. They're MY tits! I'm not used to them yet and I
reacted like a crazy person the first time I catch someone looking at
them!" I shouted at him.
"Hey, pull your shit together and quieten down You'll have the calling
the fucking cops," Lucas hissed.
I was suddenly aware of how out of control I was acting. "Yeah, sorry," I
sniffed. "I don't know whats happening to me"
"It's probably the hormones. They take some getting used to" Lucas
replied. "Now please come out of there and lets get out of here"
I unlocked the door and stepped outside. I walked over to the basin and
rinsed my face off to try and hide the fact that I'd been crying.
"Where's Sara?" I asked as I dried my face.
"Outside. This is the mens room," Lucas said.
I looked up and suddenly noticed the urinals for the first time. I looked
at Lucas who was trying not to laugh. "Don't laugh, this was your
brilliant idea genius" I scowled.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I'm really trying not to." He threw me the hoodie
and I pulled it over my head.
I looked down at my breasts pushing out the front of the hoodie. "I guess
I'm gonna have to get used to the attention these things will bring."
"Yes...you...will....master..." Lucas said in a hypnotic tone while
staring, slack jawed at my chest.
"Hey, eye's up soldier!" I barked and he snapped up to meet my eye. Wow,
that sounded funny coming out of my mouth.
Lucas just smiled.
We exited the restroom and found Sara waiting outside. She frowned at
Lucas who just tried to pretend he didn't notice. As we walked back to
the front of the cafe the young waiter rushed up to me. Lucas got between
us with his best death stare at the kid. The waiter stopped dead in his
tracks. But I put my hand on his arm and he moved to the side.
"I'm really sorry I upset you," he said as he came closer. "I didn't mean
to."
I suddenly went totally blank. what was I suppose to say? My mind was
racing and then my mouth started moving. "It's ok, dude. Who wouldn't
check these puppies out. I just got a little overwhelmed. You know, girl
stuff. I think I'm getting my period or something." I inwardly cringed as
my mouth ran away with me. I heard Sara snort and Lucas just turned and
walked out the front door. "It's my hormones, yeah. Don't even sweat it,
bro. Have a good one." I slapped him on the arm and turned to exit.
Sara was just standing their with her mouth open. "Come on, Sis," I said
grabbing her arm and dragged her towards the door.
Once we were outside I grabbed Lucas as well and dragged them both down
the street. Lucas was crying with laughter and Sara joined in once she
recovered.
"Oh my god, what the fuck were you thinking back there?" Sara asked
through tears of laughter.
"Obviously I wasn't thinking much, was I?" I replied sarcastically.
"But why did you even talk to him? You could of just let me deal with
him." Lucas laughed.
I thought about it for a while and then said, "Well, it wasn't his fault
I'd freaked out. I didn't want him to feel bad about it."
"Really? You didn't want to hurt his feeling? Seriously?" Lucas replied.
"Yeah, whats wrong with that. I don't wanna scar the guy," I mumbled.
"But why did you say THAT to him?" Sara laughed.
"I locked up, I was just trying to think what an 18 year old girl would
say in that situation..."
"Well, that was not it, buddy!" Lucas said.
"Yeah, have you even met an 18 year old girl, because I'm starting to
think that you've spent too much time around men," Sara said while
looking at me like I had just fallen off the banana boat.
I couldn't argue with her theory. I really didn't know the first thing
about girls. I realized that this was going to be a severe learning
curve. "I think I'm gonna need some help with my 'girling'. My skills are
just not up to par," I laughed.
"Don't worry, We'll help you," Lucas said.
Sara slapped him in the arm. "Thanks for volunteering me," Sara grinned.
"Us. I volunteered us," Lucas said rubbing his arm.
Sara sighed. " What are you going to teach her? Make up and dress
making?"
"You've got a point," he said, then turned to me and grinned, "Looks like
Sara's got you covered. Come find me when you wanna hit the bars and get
some tail."
"You know what, Lucas? I'm not sure I'd know what to do with it right
now," I laughed.
Lucas opened his mouth to say something but Sara punched him hard on the
arm. "Ouch! What was that for?" he yelped.
"For being about to make some crass comment about you being able to show
her what to do with it," Sara glared.
Lucas looked wounded. "I was absolutely not going to say anything like
that." He stopped for a moment and smiled. "Yeah, I was totally gonna say
something like that."
"You male chovanist pig!" I yelled and punched him in the arm. The punch
connected harder than I planed and it knocked him sideways and into the
building next to us. Lucas grabbed his arm and stumbled. He went down to
one knee, holding his arm like it was broken.
"Oh, I'm sorry," Sara and I stopped and tried to help him up but he shock
us off.
Lucas held his arm as he tried to stand. "I think......I think you... I
think you both would have made the same joke if you were in my place to
hypocrites". Lucas uncurled his injured arm and flipped us off.
"You're an asshole! I thought i broke your fucking arm!!" I yelled at
him.
He just started laughing. "I'm tougher than that but it does really hurt.
You need to be more careful."
"See!" said Sara. "Just one more reason why she shouldn't be out in
public. What if she lost her temper and slapped that waiters head off his
shoulders?"
"Stop being such a girl, Sara," Lucas teased.
"But I....Fuck off, Lucas," Sara told him. We all laughed at the weird
turn the day had taken. We decided it would be a better idea to just head
home than to hang around the town waiting for me to freak out again.
We drove back to the compound, gently teasing each other about different
things. It was nice, I felt like I had made some good friends here. It
helped that we were all kind of in the same boat. We arrived back around
2pm. Lucas asked if I would like to come and visit Debbie with him. I
said that I would. Sara decided that she need to go home and sort out
some things but thought she would meet up with us later.
Lucas and I walked across the grounds towards the main building. Lucas
asked me how I was holding up. I told him I was doing fine. He admitted
that I seemed to be taking things way better than he had. I told him that
I hadn't noticed any changes in myself aside from the physical and I had
been able to anchor myself in that positive mindset. He seemed pleased
but told me that if I needed anything I could just ask anytime. I told
him that if he could stop looking at my tits when he thought I wasn't
looking, that would be great. He started to bluster and profess innocence
but I couldn't stop myself from laughing. He called me a dick and we
carried on our way to see Debbie.
We arrived at the lab where Debbie was staying while they studied her.
Lucas swiped his pass and the door hissed and were entered another
stainless steel covered lab. We walked through and found another door at
the far end. Lucas knocked.
"Come in," Debbie's voice came in reply.
We opened the door and on the other side was a room that looked like a
cross between a prison room and a student dorm. Like someone had hastily
tried to make a cell comfortable and homey for a favored guest. We walked
into the room which I saw had a huge mirror, which i assumed was one way
on the wall to the left.
"Hey guys," I heard Debbie's voice from above me and looked up.
What I saw almost made me pee my pants but I managed to control myself. I
tensed up and stopped myself from ducking or cowering. Above us in one
shadowy corner of the room I could see Debbie, or most of Debbie. I could
see her face smiling and her torso but from the waist down it was
difficult to decern Debbie from the shadow.
"Hey, Debbie!" Lucas called. "How you doing today?"
"Hey Lucas, thanks for coming again," Debbie replied, "I'm ok. Still
trying to look on the positive side of things. But I discovered a new
'talent' today which I'm not too pleased about but overall I'm just
trying to come to grips with my situation. Who's your girlfriend?"
I felt my face blush at being described as a girlfriend.
"He's not... She's not my girlfriend. This is John Rivas. You met him the
other day. He had a reaction to his induction too," Lucas explained.
"John? Oh my god! I wouldn't have guessed! You look really different,"
Debbie gushed and it sounded like the old Debbie.
There was a scuttling sound and suddenly Debbie dropped down in front of
us. She was around 7 or 8 feet tall. From her chest up she looked like
the same old Debbie, her smiling face and long beautiful hair, She was
wearing what looked like a modified sports bra which covered her two sets
of breasts, but that was where the similarities ended. Under her normal
arms she had a second set of arms, black, thin and skeletal with vicious
looking claws on the end. They seemed to be covered in a rough looking
shell-like skin. Her abdomen looked normal as far as the navel but
underneath her skin discolored and turns to the same black armor looking
skin, her genitals were no longer between her 'legs'. At this point her
lower body was gone and replaced with a huge spider looking body Sticking
out from where her butt should be was a massive bulbous spider abdomen,
complete with 8 long spindly looking black legs. All in all, Debbie
looked like a spider centaur from the depths of some child's nightmare. I
instinctively took a step back and started to put me guard up. But I
noticed the hurt look on Debbie's face.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to startle you," Debbie said putting her hands
up in-front of her.
I tried to relax and put myself in her place. Having just lost her
beautiful body and been turned into some kind of monster. To have people,
even friends look at you in terror. I forced myself to calm down and take
a step forward with my hand outstretched.
"Hi Debbie, I'm sorry. You just startled me, I've been really jumpy
today. Just ask Lucas."
Lucas smiled "Yeah, for such a tough guy, she almost had a heart attack
today at the cafe in town."
Debbie smiled and lent down to take my hand and shake it. "Don't worry,
sis. I almost pee myself most mornings when I forget and then see myself
in the mirror over there. But then you've had some experience in that
too, I see. How are you holding up?"
I flushed again at being called "Sis" but then remembered how excited
Debbie had been at the prospect of us both being inducted on the same
day, "like twins."
"I'm doing OK, I guess. It's very strange to wake up and be on the
opposite side of the gender divide," I joked. "How are you holding up?"
Debbie sighed. "I'm hanging in there. There's a lot to get used to. Just
walking took a day to work out but once I got the basics down, it was
like I'd been doing it my whole life. Some of the other changes have been
more of a challenge."
"Other changes?"
"Yeah, I'm pretty much 50% spider now and that brings some weird shit
with it." As Debbie spoke she squatted slightly and sprayed a like of
white goo out from the tail end of her spider section. It coated the wall
on the other side of the room. Her rear legs then lifted and removed the
thin string of goo from her rear end and wiped the area clean.
"Whoa!" I said. "Thats quite a trick."
"Yeah, I spit some type of acid too and as if that's not enough, they
seem to think I'm gonna start laying eggs at some point." Debbie looked
very unhappy.
Lucas walked towards her and reached up stroked her arm tenderly. "I'm
sorry this happened, Debbie."
"Yeah, me too," I said weakly.
Debbie shrugged. "It's ok. I was devastated at first but now I'm slowly
getting used to it"
We stood in silence for a moment before Lucas asked, "Have they given you
any idea of when they might let you out of here?"
Debbie looked across at the window. "I'm not sure I'm going to be getting
to come into town for breakfast with you guys anytime soon. They might
let me have more liberty around the grounds but I can't really go out in
public ever again."
"So you just have to stay here, locked in this room?" I could feel myself
getting angry. "That's not fair!"
"I don't have much choice. It's either stay here and work with the
company and try to make a life for myself, or bust out and probably get
killed by the first terrified hunter that stumbles across me. I think
I'll stick with these guys for a while. I'm pretty comfortable right now
and they'll build me a custom house once we work out what exactly my
needs are," Debbie explained.
I thought about it, she made perfect sense but I still felt like she was
being imprisoned against her will in some ways.
"So what do you do all day?" I asked.
"At first I spent most of my time trying to work out how my new body
worked, what with the extra legs and all. But now I just hang out and
watch TV. I climb a lot. And....er..... I hang out with the other staff
here. Not too exciting but it's ok for now."
"Well, at least you get some time to relax, I guess?" I replied, lost for
something to say.
Debbie shrugged. "Yeah, I guess. I'm just happy to still be alive and in
one piece. When I had the reaction to my induction I thought I was going
to die. I'd never felt so much pain before."
Lucas moved back and crossed his arms. I'm sure he thought he looked cool
and collected but he was holding himself too tight. He looked like he was
hugging himself, the way children when they're scared. I wasn't the only
one to notice. Debbie crouched down on her long spiders legs and brought
herself closer to his height and hugged him with all four arms.
"It's not your fault, Lucas. Nobody forced me to apply to the program. It
was my decision. It didn't go so well for me but it could have been a lot
worse."
"I Know but I can't help feeling responsible," Lucas spoke softly into
Debbie's shoulder.
"You're not responsible, Lucas," Debbie replied. "I took this chance and
I lost but my life's not over, it just changed course a little."
They continued to hug for a while. When I had first arrived here, I
figured that Lucas was trying to get into Debbie's panties, of vice
verse. But now I saw that they had a stronger bond than that, they were
more like siblings. Lucas was genuinely distraught at what had happened
to Debbie and wanted nothing more than to fix it. It reminded me of some
of the fathers I had served with in the corp. Proud to hear that their
son or daughter wanted to join but then terrified that they might get
hurt or worse. That duality of feeling was a tough thing to cope with and
I didn't envy Lucas at all right now.
Debbie broke off the hug and said, "I've got a appointment with some egg-
heads in a little while so I'll have to catch up to you later."
"We can hang around, if you like?" Lucas said.
"No, that's OK. I'll call you later." Debbie smiled. I couldn't help but
think that Debbie was trying to spare Lucas the pain of seeing her like
this too much so soon. I mumbled a goodbye and promised that I come and
visit as often as possible.
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