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Use It Or Lose It #1
Hey all, Nay1 back again and hopefully for a while on this one, this one
I'm playing a bit by ear and hoping to hear back from everyone on where
they might want to see this go! These are going to be more like "issues"
of a comic rather than full on chapters, so I'll do so much per issue if
that makes any sense. Thanks and happy reading!
A dream...a strange dream. One in which he could not move or speak. Instead
just seeing and hearing. The dream opened up fuzzy, like a mist had been
sprayed everywhere. It was a bit cold and damp as the sounds of clops
could be heard, light soft ones. The sound women usually make in heels. A
shadowy figure emerged far off in the mist, coming closer. He tried to
squint to see but it was like his body was frozen in place.
Coming into view was a beautiful woman in a white playboy bunny outfit.
Long blonde hair went to her mid back, a halo over her ears and big
beautiful wings to her sides. She was the very definition of a beauty,
almost angelic like in how the ring above her glowed. Her white tights
against her legs tightly pressed against her long shapely legs. She
looked positively perfect in every way.
"Hi hi!" She smiled, waving a bit to him. He tried to call out to her or
walk up but again, nothing moved or sounded. "Sorry, we're kind of
hijacking your body for the time being. See, you've hit a bit of a
problem..." she sighs and rolls her eyes a bit, clearly a bit bored with
it.
"The thing is, you've hit your use it or lose it policy. You've kind of
been a failure as a man honestly." He tries to protest but nothing
happens once more. She snaps her fingers and a file appears in her hand.
"Twenty six years old, never been on a date or kissed a girl, never went
to prom or a social in high school or college. Sheesh are you just afraid
of female intimacy or something?" She chuckled and teased. Now he was
getting a bit angry, but couldn't seem to do anything about it.
"So here's the deal," she started, snapping the file away. "You didn't
use your manhood, so you're losing it. Once you wake up you'll be a
woman. We up in the heaven department of social welfare think that would
suit you much better now. Sadly we can just change your body and other
physical things. We can't really manipulate people's memory or history
so...once you wake up I'll be helping you out for a while. Sound good?
Good, so in three...two...one...." She snapped and his eyes opened.
He stared at his bare ceiling, the fan slowly rotating to keep the air
from getting stale. His blurred vision didn't allow for him to see much
other than something was moving above him, likely said fan. He tried to
sit up but his head weakly flopped back down onto the pillow. He felt
hair brushing against his neck and tugging against his scalp. His
breathing was brisk and soft, something heavy pressing down on his chest.
He shivered, cool sheets pressing against his arms and legs which felt
oddly bare.
Minutes passed as he tried to move, not having much luck. Finally he
managed to use his arms to push himself into an upright position. Swish
swish bounce. Black hair dangled in front of his face lightly, bangs he's
never had before. He reaches up and brushes them aside. His hand feels
small and thin, but he can't see much of it due to his poor vision. He
leans forward, something tugging on him from in front. He looks down but
only sees a blur of flesh on his chest surrounded by something pink.
Whatever it was it was big and heavy and made his back ache. He tries to
brush it aside but it just jiggles on him, swaying back and forth
lightly. Oddly though, he felt that on his chest. Somehow he had nerves
there.
He reached over to his nightstand which seemed terribly far away all of a
sudden, he leaned over to get his glasses sitting there, which now seemed
smaller and more rounded than before compared to their square shape he
normally had. He slid them on, again brushing the bangs out of the way
and looked down again.
Greeting him was a generous cleavage from the first person perspective,
at least DD's being held by a pink spaghetti strap top, the thin straps
barely hold his chest up some. He gasped, only to find it was light and
airy, not his usual gruff voice. Looking at his hands again with his
glasses on he found them smaller and the nails perfectly manicured,
slightly longer than he was used to.
"What's going on?" He gulped, but his voice come out dreamy and cute
sounding, feminine in tone. He gulped and blushed hard at seeing the
cleavage in front of him. He slowly slid his legs over the bed to find
from his ankles to his thighs they were completely bare, he couldn't see
much else past the cleavage. Something snug was rubbing his groin and
rear, not his loose pajama pants at all.
He stood and wobbled, his chest wouldn't stay still and his hips felt a
mile wide, legs not in their correct position, stretching the cool, tight
fabric that was covering his lower half. It was snug and something was
missing, the tightness not where it should be. He tentatively took a step
and fumbled to his knees. His legs simply wouldn't move the way he wanted
them to.
"Sheesh, problems already?" he heard a voice, the same angelic tone from
the dream. He looked up and saw her, wings lightly spread. She was still
wearing the white bunny outfit and the brightness of the halo hurt his
eyes slightly, she towered over him.
"Wh-what's going on? Who are you?" he said only to hear that feminine
voice again, soft and sultry. She sighed.
"I told you in your dream remember? You're going to be a woman from now
on, and I'm here to help you get through the initial problems of it, now
let's get you up and walking." She snapped and he felt a tug on his
shoulders lifting him up to his feet. He still wobbled some. "Oh come on,
you're a woman, not a newborn deer." She rolled her eyes.
"I'm not a woman,"he said in his girlish voice. "Seriously, who are you
and what do you want with me? Why am I all....weird?"
"Sheesh, you men always have such problems when we make you women, male
pride I suppose." She snapped and a full body length mirror appeared
between the two of them. He jumped a bit in surprise which sent a heavy
shock through his chest as it flopped. In the mirror was not what he was
expecting...
Long, wavy black hair went from her eyebrows to her lower back, just
above her rear. Her long lashes fluttered in confusion as her hazel eyes
moved up and down to get a view of the girl staring back at her. Somehow
she could tell she was at least five or six inches shorter than she was
before, looking at the mirror compared to everything else in the room.
She rocked back and forth in the mirror as her body did, awkward on her
feet, which were small and well pedicured like her hands. Long shapely
legs filled out from a white cotton panty which pressed firmly against
her sex, a tiny waist went up to a large pair of breasts being held by
the pink top.
"Th-that's not me..." she gasped as the angel floated around the mirror
behind her, rubbing her larger rear hanging in the panty.
"It is now dear." The angel smiled. She gasped.
"N-no way! This is a dream!" She panicked a bit as the angel sighed again
and ran a finger between her legs. Something soft and squishy sent
signals to her brain as she eeped and squished her legs together in
embarrassment.
"You felt that right? It's no dream." The angel chuckled as the girl
stared at her reflection.
"This can't be happening, it's impossible!" she shrieked, mind going a
million miles an hour.
"It's not for heaven, Rebecca. Or I guess I'll call you Becky from now
on." The angel smirked and hugged the girl from behind. The angel was a
good foot taller than Rebecca was.
"Th-that's not my name!" Rebecca growled a bit and squirmed, trying to
break free of the hug but the angel holds her still effortlessly, she
felt so weak.
"It is now, unless you want another suitable girl name." The angel
smirks. "By the way, you can just call me Marianne, that work for you?"
"No! Change me back!" Rebecca shrieked again squirming. "I'm a man damn
it!"
"Not anymore." Marianne chuckled and reached around, groping a breast as
Rebecca squirmed and gasped at that, still trying to break free. "Like I
said in your head, you weren't using it so you lost it, you're a woman
now so better get used to it."
"No, change me back!" Rebecca yelled and flailed. Marianne scowled and
grabbed her cheeks with a hand and forced her to look forward into the
mirror. Marianne's other arm wrapped around Rebecca's torso holding her
in place.
"Look, those are the rules, you didn't use it so you lost it, quit
whining and find a man already so I can return to heaven when my job is
done." Marianne glared.
"I....I used it plenty," Rebecca stammered.
"Masturbation doesn't count." Marianne sighed. "Look, them's the breaks,
nothing you can do about it other than move on. You're a woman, so get
pretty, find a hunk to fuck your brains out and live happily ever after.
At the rate you were going you were going to get your first kiss at
fifty."
"Ew no! I don't like guys!" Rebecca stammered, still squirming in
Marianne's grasp.
Marianne spun Rebecca around effortlessly and quickly leaned in and
kisses Rebecca firmly on the lips. Rebecca squeaked a tad in surprise as
soft lips met soft lips. She blushed hard at being kissed by such a
beautiful woman but could feel nothing of it. She tried to get hard from
it but there was nothing to get hard. Marianne pushed her against the
mirror as tongue entered Rebecca's mouth. Rebecca's eyes closed a bit in
fear as she reached up to push Marianne away, only managing to lightly
push her at the shoulders. Finally Marianne broke it.
"See? You're the girl here, not me." Marianne swished her shimmering
blonde hair a bit and backed up as Rebecca panted a bit, wide eyed.
"I'll...show you!" Rebecca rushed forward to force a kiss back and had to
stand on her tip toes to get high enough. Marianne quickly raised a
finger to block her lips and push her back gently, with no effort at all.
"Trust me, I'm not even using angel powers right now." She smirked. "Now,
let's get you dressed, you have a big day of re-introducing yourself to
friends, family and work!"
"What?! I'm not going out like this!" Rebecca pouted.
"Aw, so cute, but you have to, otherwise you won't see your family ever
again and you'll be left without a job. Can't have that." Rebecca
grimaced.
"Do I even have clothes?" Rebecca tugged at her tight, stringy top.
"Of course, we got you a full wardrobe while you were asleep." Marianne
smiled sweetly.
"You can't be serious..." Rebecca scowled. Marianne snapped and the mirror
disappeared, she took Rebecca by the hand and pulled her along. Rebecca
stumbled with each step from the bedroom to the closet.
"Back straight, hips sway, chest out." Marianne snapped as Rebecca
cracked into position, walking more naturally but feeling very awkward
about it. Her chest bounced and hips swayed, rear pushed out some as she
walked.
"H-hey! I can walk!" Rebecca scowled.
"Not like a lady," Marianne teased. She entered a bit walk in closet,
something Rebecca didn't have before and it was full of clothes. Tons of
styles to choose from but all definitely women's clothing. "Oh, how about
this? Its cute!" she smiled holding up a bright pink micro-skirt.
"Hell no! Get out! I can dress myself!" Rebecca pushed, trying to get
Marianne out of the closet.
"Of course, you're a big girl now." She clopped out, hips swaying. She
snapped. "Just for insurance, no coming out until you have panties and a
bra on at the very least." A shimmering force field blocked the door
keeping Rebecca trapped inside for the time being.
Rebecca huffed and pounded on the field, it not budging a bit as Marianne
sat on the bed across from the closet, waving lightly and smirking. Her
legs crossed in a feminine manner. Rebecca stomped which sent her chest
into a slight jiggle. Rebecca sighed and held them down, grumbling. She
looked through all her clothes. It ranged from sensible to super sexy,
obviously not going for the latter. She found her underwear and slid out
of the white panties for a black pair that covered a bit more, no frills
or anything. Although she did find many lacy, stringy things in the pile
there.
Next came the bra. Becky slid her top off and blushed, looking straight
ahead, not wanting to look down and peep at herself. She reached down for
a black bra and slid it up her arms, fumbling with it on the back, her
large breasts fumbling about in the cups. Finally she got it hooked in
the back and snuggled her breasts in, looking down finally and adjusting
it.
"Ugh, it's so tight!" she whined, tugging on it and it wouldn't budge
much from her body, her chest pushed up quite a bit and sticking out all
the more. She grabbed the biggest pair of jeans she could find and
stepped into them, sliding them up her long legs. Thankfully it was still
a big baggy as she liked them but the hips tightly stretched the sides
and held the pants up, resting on her hips. She grabbed a random t-shirt
out of the hangers and put that on as well. It was red, a light red and
the sleeves barely went past her shoulders. With her large chest pushing
out she had to reach over them to slide it down, and even then it showed
a bit of midriff if she moved her arms. To account for this she reached
for a slim jacket, which was grey and had her alma mater's lettering on
it and zipped it up, only for the zipper to slide back down with her
chest pushing it. It only zipped up to just under her chest, making it
all the more noticeable. Finally she stepped into some sneakers and
stepped out, the barrier not keeping her in anymore.
"You're no fun, you look like a boy." Marianne frowned.
"Well I AM a boy." Rebecca fumed, stomping once more and walking up to
Marianne. "You can't really keep me this way, can you?"
"We can and we will." Marianne shrugged. "This is for your own good."
"Yeah, right." Rebeca rolled her eyes. "How is this better?"
"Well, you're a hot woman now, you'll get all the guys." She smirked.
"Ew, no."
"You'll get used to it. Now, let's see, where do you want to go first?
Family or work? We'll get to your friends in time." Marianne tugged at
Rebecca's arm and led her out the door.
"What're you talking about?" Rebecca stumbled, being pulled along.
"I'm talking about who we will introduce you to first!" Marianne smiled
and floated down the steps to the parked cars outside the apartment
complexes. It was still fairly early in the morning. Rebecca shivered in
the cool late summer air. Marianne snapped as the passenger's side and
driver's side doors opened on their own. Marianne shoved Rebecca into the
passenger's seat where the seatbelt wrapped around her like rope and
clicked, fastening her into place.
"H-hey! Let me go!" She squirmed.
"Not a chance, like I'd let you drive when you can barely walk." Marianne
chuckled and got into the driver's side and turned the car on, she backed
out of the spot. "So, family or work? Decide..." Marianne grinned
mischeviously.
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