Becoming an Egirl Part VIII
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Author's Note: this is a fan made continuation of the original 2 part
story written by the brilliant and beautiful Ashley barron, and a
continuation of Mystery Girl's continuation of Ashley's original 2-
parter series. Please follow Ashley on her on Twitter or Instagram
(@AlsoAshleyB), Tumblr (AlsoAshley), Reddit (AlsoAshley) and as always,
you can find all her modeling stuff on Patreon (Patreon.com/AlsoAshley)
and OnlyFans (OnlyFans.com/AlsoAshley). The original concepts are all
her's and all credit goes to her for it, as well as Mystery girl for her
contributions, they were both obvious inspirations in me writing.
I was excited to find that Mystery Girl had continued Ashley's original
story, and I highly recommend reading both of their other works, they're
great honestly. With Mystery Girl not uploading recently I decided to
give my own take on where I'd imagine the story would go. I don't have
the ability like Mystery Girl to imitate Ashley's style exactly so the
tone and style may be slightly different and jarring (and i'm sorry for
that). I hope you enjoy
Chapter 7:
My dreams that night were... distressing to say the least. I was in a
forest of tall, coney pine trees, with snow piled all around the ground
and in the leaves of the tree branches. I could feel the cold squish of
the ground and snow beneath my feet, and the sting of the cold air. My
point of view was the weird part... I could see myself standing knee-deep
in the snow like I was viewing 3rd person in a video game. I looked the
way I felt; I had been months ago. My hair was shorter, my waist thicker,
my ass and especially my.... Tits were smaller, nonexistent even. The
wind blew forcefully against me and I felt my body shiver, realizing I
was only wearing boxers and a tank top. The trees rustled in the wind,
and I looked up at the sky. It was cloudy and dark, yet somehow
illuminated with a blue-green light, like an aurora borealis.
The longer I watched myself look up at the sky, the more I got the eerie
feeling I wasn't the only one watching me... well, the me that was
standing in the snow at least. Where the light around me faded into the
tree line, I could just barely begin to make out a black patch of fog...
or smoke maybe? It hung in place and seemed to gather in a specific area,
thickening and pooling together. After a minute of watching it I could
clearly see a dark figure standing at the center where the smoke pooled,
with the fog seeming to flame and bubble off of it. The me that stood in
the snow had his back to the figure, but I could tell he was aware of it.
He tensed up, almost frozen with fear, as a low rumble began to erupt
from the figure. It built up into a growl, then a roar- echoing across
the forest. Suddenly I felt my heart beating fast and hard, and I saw
Jordan in the snow leap forward, running in the opposite direction from
the figure, through the woods.
I felt the point of view shift, following Jordan- the ME running through
the forest. I wanted to look behind myself, to see the distance growing
between me and that thing- and suddenly it was like I was standing in
front of myself, in a fixed place in front of me as I ran. I could see
that the figure was following behind, almost exactly as close as it had
been before. The figure's black, smokey form now had an odd purple
highlight to it, like flames amid the smoke- it glowed brightest in the
spot where you'd expect to see eyes. I could feel the intensity that the
thing ran with, it moved with force, almost like a crazed, wild animal.
My view turned back to me- the jordan in the snow. He was running hard,
and quickly running out of steam, getting slower and more out of breath.
I felt the pit in my stomach building to a climax when he stumbled over a
tree root at the cusp of a hill. He tumbled forward, falling down the
hill and tumbling a long way. I probably should've woken up then, I don't
know how I didn't, because seconds later I watched myself stand up from
the ground, immediately seeing I had left the frozen forest. The trees
were still tall, but they were definitely shorter, and the lack of snow
told my eyes what my skin seemed to feel- that it was a more moderate
temperature here; cool and tolerable, but still a little chilly.
I looked back at the tall hill and couldn't see the figure, but somehow I
could feel what the Jordan I looked at seemed to convey in his body
language- fear. That he... I... WE were still being chased. I also
noticed that the fall had taken a toll. My tank top was torn clean off
just above my belly button. My shorts had been torn similarly, and not
cut off way farther up my thighs than before. I also noticed something
else then, although I didn't realize it until later. My hair was clearly
longer after that fall, well... my head hair at least. The little body
hair I had was clearly gone, and even though I couldn't see them too
well, I got the sneaking suspicion that my fingernails and toenails were
painted now, not bare like they had been in the snowy forest.
I snapped out of my self observation when "Jordan '' started running
again, and that was when I really started to notice the difference in the
environment. The midwest-looking forest's sky had more of a blue-purple
tint to it, and I saw that there were much more bushes and shrubberies
around the Jordan who was running than had been before. I also still felt
like I could feel every sensation He experienced, heart racing and lungs
expanding and legs burning with the ebb and flow of motion. Despite being
already asleep, I thought dream Jordan was about to pass out when He
collapsed to his knees on the ground. I must have missed him running
through some briars, because his clothes were even more cut off now, and
his hair seemed wilder somehow- or maybe even like there was more of it.
I watched him lying, panting and shaking and coughing on the ground, and
I felt like I was powerless to move my disembodied perspective at all.
It seemed like the monkeys appeared out of nowhere- yes it's insane but i
remember the monkeys that came out of the bushes. They looked like any
monkey you might see at the zoo, but I could tell something was off about
them. They all had fruits in their hands- bananas, peaches, mangos- and
they gathered in a circle around dream Jordan's shuddering body. One of
the monkeys reached out and held a mango to his mouth, and He weakly
reached out with his neck and bit it. He seemed to chew it for a few
seconds, before coughing and rising to his feet. He limped forward,
reaching down to take another fruit and shove it in his mouth- and I saw
his steps pick up and his momentum come back- and he was running again,
and I was along for the ride again.
Jordan kept running, snatching up the fruit that the monkeys he ran past
were offering up, and eating it in seemingly one bite. I could almost
feel the speed and power he ran with increasing with every bite. The
faster he got, the quicker the scenery seemed to change. Before long I
realized we were running through a rainforest- but the lush greens you'd
expect weren't there. Instead it was alive with glowing purples and
pinks. The air was warmer, but not hot even. In fact the environment
almost seemed more tranquil and inviting than anything we had been
through yet. Even the monkeys were different now. They got bigger, more
gorilla-like as we went deeper into the forest. Even though Jordan was
running faster now I could FEEL the figure getting closer, and hear its
roars echoing through the forest. I almost shit my disembodied self when
I heard the single word it shouted at us
"STOP"
...and Jordan did. Right in front of a pool of water, a spring in the
pink and purple forest. His clothes were more rugged than ever, torn down
to a-
My train of thought crashed when I realized what dream Jordan's clothes
had turned into. The shorts he wore were torn down to an extremely cheeky
thong, and his tank top now resembled a bra in the way it clung to his
body. Jordan's hair wasn't just long now but even somewhat... stylized.
Curled and well trimmed in a very elegant, very feminine style. He looked
down at the pool beneath, It was a glittery pink, and it seemed to glow
from within itself. Another roar rang out across the forest from behind
Jordan
"Drink"
Gorrillas had gathered around the pool. They began to howl in that way
gorillas do, but dream Jordan and I could easily make out what they were
crying out in unison, in response to the figure in the distance
"Drink. Drink. Drink. Drink. Drink."
They tossed their fruits at dream Jordan's feet, and almost at once I saw
him fall face forward into the pond, and I felt the cool refreshing water
hit my face.
Jordan guzzled the pink pond water, drinking it as fast as he could,
almost choking it down. The ape audience roared in approval, and I saw
the trees around the pool fold back as the shadowy figure walked into the
area. His purple eyes burned brightly, and I felt a level of fear I've
never known before, as if he could see more than just me, but my thoughts
too.
He lifted up his black, smokey arm and grasped it in dream Jordan's
direction. Almost at once Jordan was lifted up a foot off the ground,
like he was hanging on a string. I could see now that the pool water had
done something. His skin looked softer, his waist tighter, his ass and
tits significantly bigger, and the bulge in his thong seemed like it was
shrinking in front of my eyes
"Not good enough..." the figure roared. "Yield to me."
Jordan cut his eyes over at the apes, then at the fruit they kept
throwing at his feet, then over at me, like He... or I knew... that I was
watching myself. Finally he cut them back to the shadowy figure and
choked out, "Do it."
Suddenly purple tendrils seemed to shoot out of the figure and wrap
around Jordan. I saw his body writhe while it hung in the air. The chest
that had grown into two small breasts suddenly expanded massively,
filling out to a perfectly round shape. Dream Jordan screamed in pain but
something felt off about the scream. It seemed to go up in pitch the
longer he held it. Not only that, it got lighter and more feminine. I
almost thought I caught a shadowy smile running across the figure's face.
He looked Jordan up and down, but his purple orbs fixated down to
Jordan's nethers. He let out a demented chuckle.
"Wait wait no don'-" was all dream Jordan could choke out before the
figure thrusted it's hand outwards, closing its fist around that area,
before Jordan's (and my own) screams crescendoed as he yanked his arm
back.
In a flash of light I woke up with a jolt in bed. I opened my eyes
groggily, peeling myself off of the pillow I had fallen asleep cuddling.
I felt a relief in my chest as I took my weight off of it- sitting up.
The light streaming through the curtains on the window told me it was at
least morning time by now, but the clock in the room told me the
specifics- that it was already 11:00 in the morning. I realized that I
probably would've been asleep even longer when the knocking on my door
started up again. That must've been what stirred me in the first place. I
rolled out of bed onto my feet and went down the hall.
Knocking on the door at this time of day? Had to be Rennick sending me
something slutty again. Without thinking about the fact that I was only
wearing a bra, a microscopic thong, no mask, and no makeup, i walked up
to my apartment door and opened it, without even checking the peephole. I
had opened the door less than a foot when I saw recognition run across
Rylin's face.
"Heyyyy Jordan."
Stevie
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