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11:03 PM
Outside, the snow was silently falling onto the dark streets...
Inside the unlit office building, in the heart of the silent accounting
floor, Andy was standing by the doorway, in front of the coffee vending
machine as it spat out a plastic cup with the accompanying sound of rusty
gears, which then toppled sideways onto the serving plate.
Andy grunted, annoyed, as the hot tea started to splash down the side of
the cup, he was unable to save his shirt and pants from the splash, but
at least he managed to keep half of the tea inside the cup.
He wasn't warm in the way he desired and damper than he'd hoped or
expected, as he walked back towards his desk, holding the wet cup in two
fingers and mumbling softly to himself.
The man was a nice guy, maybe a little shy, but friendly and helpful
around the office, maybe a little too helpful sometimes, too keen to take
more work than he maybe should... just as he was doing right now.
He was well on his way to his fifties, but hadn't reached them yet, his
hair short and grey, well shaved, even if patches of beard were starting
to appear due to the lateness of the hour, his belly a little bit bigger
than he would like. He was wearing a plain white shirt, that had once
been crisply ironed, but was now creased and wrinkled, together with a
pair of dark pants, now stained with cheap tea. His green striped tie was
loosened, no longer neat and tidy, his top button unfastened carelessly.
On the way back to the accounting department he stopped for a moment in
the corridor, taking a slurp from the tea, his eyebrows moving into a
frown as he saw a mouse trap behind a large filing cabinet. An annoying
plague that had infested the building back at the beginning of autumn,
when one of the cleaning ladies had taken off, and they seemed to have
come to stay.
Andy remembered with a smirk how Alison, his pretty blonde manager, had
run out of the women's toilets screaming when one of the mice assaulted
her in the middle of having a pee, crying with her skirt and panties
around her knees and her butt naked and on display, the normally so calm
and in control young woman, started a crusade against the new tenants
from that day... a battle she was losing.
After another slurp of tea Andy carefully bent his knees, knelt down, and
triggered the trap, he felt a bit sorry for the little furry critters and
even occasionally fed them, when no-one was watching, as has been said,
he was a nice guy... and after all, it was his office, not his home and
there was always the bonus of another chance of seeing Alison's cute ass.
He walked back to his desk, wondering about the differences between mice
and rats until he reached his desk , the whole office was empty and dark
with a smattering of christmas decorations that occasionally glittered in
the single ceiling light that was illuminating the area around his desk
and chair.
Andy looked at all the rows of empty desks of his co-workers, feeling a
little disillusioned, envious that they were strong and smart enough to
say no to the last minute extra hours, especially around that time of
year.
The man put the cup on the desk and the butt on the chair, he grabbed
some tissues from his desk drawer and tried to repair the damage that the
tea had done to his clothes, but it was too little, too late.
With a long sigh of dismay he gave up the struggle and turned on the
screen of his old, outdated PC, opening up an excel spreadsheet, and
starting the monotonous mechanical work of transferring the paper
invoices onto the computer as his mind drifted to his cosy home, his dogs
and all the other things that he wished he was doing, but wasn't. Being
tucked up in a warm bed seemed like paradise in his head.
If you didn't stumble upon this little tale by accident or because you
found the title intriguing, you may be keen to learn that between all
Andy's hobbies and likes, for instance watching movies and TV shows,
reading scifi and fantasy books and other more mundane interests, he had
and has the same addiction for this kind of tale.
Tales of shifting flesh and twisted fates, sometimes of horror and
fright, mostly about lust and lewd erotism, but all with the same kinky
core. He wasn't a stranger to the strange, the world of the
transformations and metamorphoses and its many branches and variants.
The man was surely interested in transformations of the beastly and the
inanimate kind, but his favorite was the transgender, especially males
becoming mature ladies, becoming a female was something that was
compelling to him on so many levels, knowing that it could never become
reality, he took comfort in reading such things online as frequently as
he could, and using his imagination to become what he desired, at least
in his mind.
He took a certain humble sense of pride in the role plays and short tales
that he was involved in creating from time to time, even though men
becoming ladies were his usual fantasy, he also found the same pleasure
in the idea of ladies ending up in zoos and farms and as pets in their
own homes... or of men losing their sex and form and becoming female and
beastly...
Those thoughts gave him a fuzzy feeling in his crotch, which was followed
by a wide yawn as his eyelids trembled... and then he slumped over the
keyboard, knocking the cup, which rolled and fell from the desk, spilling
what little was left of the tea onto the already stained carpet of the
office ...
It was one of those pleasant dreams that paint the cheeks in red and draw
smiles on the lips while making the genitals tingle. Andy saw himself in
the third person, naked, in the office, but the office was gigantic and
he was tiny. Coworkers saw him and pointed, one man screamed like a girl,
as he got down on all fours and started to run, feeling his dick stiffen
between his legs.
In his desperation to run away and escape, he crosses paths with a chubby
lady with dishevelled hair who seems to be in the same predicament,
jumping and scurrying around on all fours as the muffled screams of giant
people were heard in the distance. Following his nose he rushed to the
left and then the right and then the left again, feeling the carpet
brushing the tip of his dick, as he rushed towards a door. His head slid
below it, with his body following with ease.
Inside the toilets, he felt the cold tiles against his palms and feet, as
he ran towards one of the cubicles, it was much easier to slide
underneath this one. Once through, Andy stood, looking up, and saw Alison
looking down at him, her hands frozen over her pants and panties that
were below her knees.
The woman shrieked and squeaked and cried, she recoiled, her shoes
slipping on her own pee, Andy saw his chance when her butt hit the floor,
her moist warm pussy, the labia and the pubic hair squeezed between her
open legs... he ran forward and jumped in...
With the heaviness of a gravestone the hands of the clock struck
twelve... the office heating abruptly shut off... his nose twitched
several times like that witch from the 60s TV show...
Andy's eyelids suddenly raised like noisy blinds might when a mother
wants to wake up a lazy son who is going to miss the bus as he jerked
awake. He leant back against his chair, feeling disorientated, his hands
grabbing the opposite arm anxiously, he recoiled slightly from his desk,
as he looked around, his eyes wide open and staring, his respiration
agitated.
His heart pounded in his chest as his respiration raced, a drop of sweat
fell, as he lost himself in his reflection in the blackness of the
computer screen, in his clouded mind he was still running around the
floor naked. He could feel his dick painfully hard inside his pants.
A sudden loud gurgling roar made his whole belly shake and a grimace of
pain crossed his face as his head fell backwards and he hit the back of
the chair with the nape of his neck.
He felt it first, like a cold chill climbing from his balls to the top of
the back, then he saw it and then he touched it, putting his hands over
his belly, watching as his stomach expanded underneath the fabric,
slowly, constantly, impassive.
His mind felt fuzzy, as he rubbed his bloating belly, not sure what to
do.
"Oh, God... what the fuck is happening?! I.... I...." his despairing
pleading resounded around the large silent office, as he started to pant,
breathing through his mouth.
His stomach kept growing larger and larger, as a puking sensation caught
in his throat, he fought frantically to unfasten his belt to make room
for all the new flesh, but he was too late, as the bottom button of his
shirt popped open. He was wearing a plain white t-shirt below it, as it
was cold in the office, and this rolled up his torso towards his armpits
following the sudden expansion, leaving his skin naked. Andy gave a loud
moan as his navel popped out... and stopped.
He moved his hands across the taut skin of his bloated hairy belly and
he started to sob softly, a constant pain sparkled along his nerves, that
disgusting taste and feeling in his throat, the oppressive feeling of
panic a growing weight on his chest.
His pants were soon forced down his belly, sliding down below his
enormous stomach, revealing the tent that his penis was making in his
blue boxer shorts, a dark stain appearing in the fabric, leaving his left
hand on his belly, his right moved down towards his cock.
"Andy... Andy, what the fuck are you doing...?" he mumbled to himself
"What the fuck is happening...?" he begged between sobs.
His trembling fingers carefully lifted the stained cloth of his
underwear, his stiff phallus sprang painfully free, slightly bent due to
the inproperly removed underwear, one of his balls was caught
uncomfortably in the elastic of the briefs, both of them felt as bloated
as his belly.
Feeling the seat of the chair with his thick, greyish pubic hair he took
a firm grasp on his cock, trying unsuccessfully to regain domain of
himself, it was palpitating in his palm, gulping loudly he pointed his
penis underneath his desk... closed his eyes... and let loose with his
bladder...
"Good God... what am I doing, stop, stop, stop...!" he mumbled
frantically to himself, his eyes watering with tears.
The hot urine splashed the desk, the carpet, his computer and phone
cables and his shoes, instinctively he forced his bladder empty to the
very last drop, then he shook his hard penis twice trying to remove the
final drips of pee... but then he continued doing it, sobbing and
moaning, gasping and crying, as he started to masturbate...
He methodically pumped, feeling dirty and disgusted with himself... but
somehow enjoyably dirty... the taste of shame grew as his cum started to
build up in his scrotum, his left hand move upwards towards his chest, it
slid down inside his plain cotton shirt and claimed the area around his
nipple, the nipple that was as hard as his dick, he started to fondle
it...
It didn't take long, just a couple of minutes, Andy yelled and cursed
uncontrollably at the ceiling as two warm white splashes happened
simultaneously... the cum from his dick... and milk from his hard
nipples...
Andy panted for air, as he raised both hands, one dripping milk and one
dripping cum, he looked at his dark reflection in the computer screen,
eyes red from the tears, snot falling from his nose, he didn't want to be
certain... but he was...
He stared at the milk dripping from his fingers aghast. "That... that's
milk! I'm producing milk! Does that... does that... am I becoming a w...
oh, God... oh, fuck..."
Horror and pleasure met in his mind and started to fuck as the certainty
struck him like a hammer, he was the protagonist in one of the tales that
he loved so much... and protagonist and victim were so easily
interchangeable as he knew all too well... then, with sorrow, he realized
that such thoughts had made his penis spring hard once more.
He tried to pinpoint the trigger, going through his memories of the past
weeks. Had he been impolite to an old lady in the street? Had he stolen
or bought something from a weird store? He couldn't remember having any
vaccination or taking any strange farm hormone... Maybe it was something
he'd eaten? Maybe...
"Ngggggggggggggghhhhhhh!"
The pain made his train of thought derail, he didn't have time to ponder
the whys and hows.
There were two parallel stains growing on his shirt, which he pulled
forward, and looked down at his naked chest, the flesh around each erect
nipple was inflated and looked pinker and larger than it should have, he
grabbed both nipples, one with each hand, and squeezed, his dick spat
another drop of semen, and the milk flowed with a pleasant moan.
Andy looked down at his large round belly, felt the lactation... the
changes made his anus clench, somehow he was pregnant... or at least
something very similar to getting pregnant.
The man sobbed, both pleased and scared, the idea of becoming a
woman...was after all his deepest wish. He had worn women's clothes in
secret for so long, knowing he would never be able to go out in public,
but now, the thought of his secret being revealed to the world was both
exciting and terrifying to him, as the sudden metamorphosis that he was
suffering progressed. Maybe this was all a dream, maybe a nightmare, but
the pain felt so real... and the bliss seemed so close...
But all too quickly it burst like a bubble, the images of himself as a
pregnant lady crumbled into dust when the pain made him look back towards
his reflection in the computer screen. His nose was twitching and his
upper lip pulled back from his teeth, his upper and lower incisors
started to clack against each other as they elongated, leaving his mouth
forced uncomfortably semi-open.
Andy clacked his teeth together several times as a wave inched across his
face and made long stiff whiskers sprout from both sides of his nose.
The man munched at the air with his new rodent teeth, letting out a long
pitiful howl, as the realisation hit him that whatever he was becoming
might well be female, but it wasn't going to be human...
Tears kept flowing as he tried to figure out what he was going to be, but
he didn't need to think to hard to discover what it was.
"Of course..." he mumbled between the rodent spasms of his jaw as his
ears started to get bigger, rounder and thinner. "A mouse..."
Such a simple word, but it rang ominously in his ears, he was a man well
on his way to his fifties transforming into a mouse... a female mouse...
a pregnant mouse... it made him so horny. He touched his growing ears,
pressed his lactating teats and spat more of his seed onto the carpet and
then, with a blush, he squeaked.
Andy chuckled as the second pair of teats sprouted below his original
nipples... then he stopped, frowning... a mouse...A shiver ran down his
spine as the reality of what he was becoming hit him. He was becoming
vermin, an insignificant hairy critter, a beast that every person in the
building would be trying to kill. He would be prey to cats, rats, and
people. Always having to run, always hiding...The euphoria of his
metamorphosis burned away in the heat of reality... he hoped he would
keep his mind... and he wondered about a way out, he couldn't stop the
changes, but maybe later... but of course, so many times he had enjoyed
the word permanent in his favorite tales...
"Oh sheeeek, I-I-Iiiik-I'm so fu-fuck...!" he cried in panic.
A third set of teats were now growing below the others, six lactating
nipples and just two hands. He thought about the other things to come,
about being so very tiny and naked and having... a vagina... a pussy... a
cunt... he thought about giving birth to what was growing inside his
belly... what the male would do with him afterwards... he squeaked
loudly.
His dick as never been as hard as it was now, when he was on the cusp of
losing it, probably nobody would ever figure out what happened to good
old reliable Andy, who could even imagine this? He was just going to be
another mouse, a female one, scurrying about the building, nibbling,
fucking, shitting and birthing.
The rollercoaster started to race down the track once more, he opened his
rapidly darkening eyes widely and stopped masturbating, in the reflection
before him his jaw pushed out into a more conical structure. Nobody was
going to know... not his friends, or his family... his parents... he
squeaked, hyperventilating.
He sobbed into the empty room, "Goo-oOOo-ood! SQUEAK! I... eek-eek...
MUM! DAD! Iiiiiik... Iiiik ceen't leave like theeeeeeeek!"
His belly was so heavy now... snorting and blowing he tried to get closer
to his desk, reaching with his right hand while supporting his stomach
with the left, pushing his back up straight made his belly hit his penis.
Squeaking, he pushed his hand forward, reaching for the phone, a note,
anything... but the pain stopped him, his fingers trembled and cracked,
the nails sharpened, his watch fell from his wrist, as his shirt became
loose over his shoulders.
"No! EEEEEK! NOT YET! PLEEEEEK! Iiiik can't shriiiiiink... I... just...
SQUEAK!"
Andy fell back in the chair as his hand continued reshaping, now he had
five pairs of teats on his chest, the soles of his shoes started to
separate, so he kicked them off and saw his deforming feet deforming the
socks they were in .
But the man refused to give up, putting his mouse paws on the chair, with
a huge effort he raised his body, took one step... and fell to his knees.
His belly bounced on his dick, his pants fell off revealing his hairy
butt and his jaw hit the desk.
Squeaking in despair, holding onto the table that he loathed so much,
trying desperately to reach the phone with his right while his shirt was
devouring his arms, his nails scratched the desk, he saw his sad mouse-
like face in the dark monitor, big ears, big nose, big black eyes... and
squeaked in sorrow... a tear... a drop of cum... Andy lost his tie and
his grip and fell...
He landed on his back, instinctively protecting his belly, his clothes
were enormous now. With some difficulty he got up and crawled out from
inside, arriving naked at the other side, he was more or less the size of
a toddler now... and was still diminishing...
His feet had grown long and thin, his toes small, he got down on all
fours, his buttcheeks separating as the lump of a tail emerged above
them, seven pairs of teats now lined his torso. The man started to cry
and scream and squeak until finally, his frustration decreased a little.
Andy panted with exhaustion with his tongue hanging out, the sensation of
the eight sets of teats, the itching feeling of the growing fur, he felt
both bloated and insignificant, there was nothing else that he could do,
despite being just above his head the desk might as well be floating in
space, too far away, like his life was soon going to be.
The growing fur slowly covered all of his body, with the exception of his
deformed hands and feet and his rapidly elongating tail, it was grey,
plain grey, like any other common mouse, nothing special was going to
show the world who or what he once was.
Squeaking softly, he sat on his butt, on the carpet which was moist and
smelly, he shook the growing worm-like tail to the left, a funny
sensation that gave him a chuckle through his misery. Despite having
become even smaller than his shoes, his erect penis and his hairy balls
were defiantly resisting the changes, remaining at their human size.
An absurd and bizarre state, tiny and almost completely murine, but with
the dick of a man attached to his body...
Andy puffed up his cheeks in anger, after all the lewd action of the last
few minutes, it was annoying to still have that huge cock, mockingly
mastodonic in comparison with his shrinking body, why was it still there?
He hadn't anything against cocks, he'd had one for nearly fifty years,
but he just wanted for it all to finally be over, all of this... what
little was left of the man had already made up his mind, his days as
human and as a male were going to be over, he had enjoyed his humiliation
and would regret never seeing his family or friends ever again... what
else was left?
He just wanted it to be over, to get a cunt, become a she and move on...
With a renewed impetus he lay on his back, his dick obscuring his vision.
He put his small mouse paws over the phallus, his feet over the large
scrotum, and started to scratch his claws around it.
"Iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiik! EEEEEK! EEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!"
The sad thing squeaked lowly in pleasure, joyful at his humiliating
terror, his claws felt like feathers on taut burning hot skin, he felt it
with the fur of his belly and tip of his teats, he was wondering how was
possible, there should be more blood in his penis than in the entire rest
of his body.
But in the end, it didn't matter, his efforts bore fruit as the last of
his seed started to erupt, he followed the flow of the last change with
relieved enthusiasm, feeling with his paws how his mammoth dick and balls
shrunk, he pushed and prodded at them, giving them some kisses and licks
with his muzzle, tasting the last moments of his masculinity.
In just a few glorious seconds his genitals passed from gargantuan, to
big, to normal, to small.
Andy bent his back, masturbating with his four extremities, forcing his
genitals to finally become the working cunt and ovaries of the mouse she
now was...
"IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIK!"
And so, as abruptly as it began, it was all over...
Nobody heard the squeak, it was too small, as small as the mouse that was
resting on her back under the desk.
It was a chubby female mouse, ten teats, a long pink tail matching her
curious pink nose.
With some difficulty, she flipped herself over and got up on all fours,
her belly pressed against the carpet, the world scary and enormous around
her.
Her whiskers twitched with her nose as she sniffed around, as her brain
starting to see and understand the labyrinth of odors that was the
office's floor. She didn't need to smell her stained underwear to realise
that she was pregnant, very pregnant, most likely she was going to
deliver this very same night.
The thought of pushing her kids out of her new pussy and laying down to
breastfeed them gave pleasure both to her and to the small man that would
always live in her small brain. She found another path, revealing the
musky scent of a male, and she sniffed it with delight.
She poked her nose out, making sure that the path was clear, then she
jumped out and started to run away from the spot light... leaving only a
huge mess and dirty clothes behind...
The mouse ran for cover, searching for a quiet spot in which to deliver
her young.
...
Half a month later, the third day of the new year, night.
Alison's heels resounded down the corridor, the blonde woman's nose was
red because of a late cold, her hair a little dishevelled, a frown
creasing her forehead.
She felt like shit, everything was shit...
Some weeks ago Andy left, but that old goof gave a goodbye that would be
remembered ... at least for the next couple of weeks.
The cameras caught everything, a perfect view of his back as he peed and
masturbated like a jackass all over his desk, which he then crawled
underneath, stripped naked and as everything seem to point, crawled naked
out of the building.
Alison sighed, at least the bastard finished his job before running away,
but she would have preferred that he had asked for a raise instead of
leaving like a pervert. Another sigh, louder and more annoyed, the worst
part was that without Andy work had become hell, schedules delayed, angry
bosses and fights... it showed how much a workplace can depend on the
good guy of the team?
Her eyes sparkled when she saw one of the activated mouse traps on the
floor... without any dead mouse inside. She kicked it, the plague was
just becoming worse and her life was miserable, it was like the fourth
week in a row that she had to stay until late because anybody else would.
She had to miss the New Years party, her boyfriend was constantly
recriminating for missing her ovulation days, her period was making her
cold worse and...
"COUGH!"
The woman stopped in front of the coffee vending machine, cleaning her
snot and a tears with the wrinkled sleeve of her suit. Alison pushed a
coin into the machine and pressed the button for black coffee.
Inside the machine the clicking sound of the failing coin bounced between
the gears and made the male mouse freeze like a dork. Below him the
female mouse squeaked and slapped his face with her tail, after a moment
he started to bump her rear again...
Alison's lips twitched with anger as the machine stood impassively in
front of her.
"Move already you piece of fucking trash!" she screamed, punching and
kicking the thing.
That was all the male mouse needed, he took his tiny dick out of the
female and jumped onto one of the metal cylinders, escaping with an
erection below his tail.
The female look up at him from the edge of the gear with disappointment
at how her coward mate escaped, she shook her head as her pussy remained
unsatisfied.
She stood up on her back legs, moving her ears, recognizing the voice of
the angry woman outside, her pretty blonde manager, and with a mental
smirk she jumped onto another gear, as the vending machine started to
move.
Swiftly she reached the section with the plastic cups, she climbed the
one next in line, put her hairy butt on her side, raised her tail and
squeezing her cunt letting three drops of urine fall.
She jumped to a safe gear and waited.
"HOLY FUCKING SHIT!" Alison cursed, pushing the cup straight to save the
coffee that had already splashed her skirt.
The scream of the woman was her sign to leave the scene, she cleaned her
face with her front paws, like she was hiding a smile, she jumped across
to a cylinder, following the path that the male had used, to the hole
behind the machine and the other hole in the wall... she knew that soon
she would have another sister that would be like her, a mouse that is
just a bit more than a mouse... maybe she will go to the hole in Alison's
office to watch it... that would be fun for sure... but in the meantime
she needed to deal with that cowardly mouse and find a more proper father
for her next litter...
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