Enter The TF Chamber Demo: Taur Edition
#8 of Enter The TF Chamber
Want to TF into a sexy anthro herm and have fun with your new busty hung body? This is an interactive TF story that lets you do just that! You can have sex with a gorgeous herm companion, get some self gratification by sucking your dick while fingering your pussy, and you can even choose whether you want to lay a clutch of eggs.Click here to get the Full Version on Patreon.Click here to get the Full Version on Subscribestar.
Species options included in Full Version: Naga, Snow Leopard, Orca, Dragon, Dragon Taur. Many hot species-based options too!
Enter the TF Chamber
by Zmeydros (Edited by Tiliquain and Sheera Castellar)
Your surroundings are as industrial as they come. Light from square LED panels four meters above your head is bouncing off polished stainless-steel wall paneling all around you. It's so sterile in this room that it doesn't even smell like cleaning agents, it just smells like nothing, nothing at all. The simple grey hospital gown you're in is providing no protection from the chill of the steel bench under you.
A meter and a half from you is a flat screen monitor behind bullet-proof glass. It's displaying, "Chamber Ready in: 54 Seconds," the number continuing to count down as you wait.
Looming in the right-hand corner of the room is a three-meter-tall vault door, complete with a giant wheel for securing the bolts. To your left, breaking up the shiny metal wall panels, is a bulkhead that has two independent locking mechanisms on it. It looks to be as secure as the vault door.
Just in front of those doors is an arch made out of metallic dark grey cylinders that stands just shy of the ceiling. Each cylinder has a bright white circular LED light and what looks like a polished metal subwoofer driver in the center. They come in five different sizes, you imagine it's to emit different sound frequencies. Are they planning on giving you the ultimate surround sound experience? You thought you were here for a transformation procedure.
A calm, crackly voice comes over the loudspeaker. "Please stand under the arch."
Every circle of light pulses orange to grab your attention.
You step under the arch and hear what sounds like rushing water as you feel the sound being emitted with your whole body. The vibrations travel up your arms and into your chest. Your heart starts to race as the vibrations reach further into you, leaving numbness in their wake.
"Deep breaths, remain calm. We are almost done," the genderless voice says. "We are mapping your current homeostasis to make sure your procedure is properly calibrated."
Just as your toes fall asleep, the arch shines bright green and the wheel on the vault door spins, retracting the bolts. Then, soundlessly, the vault door swings open. The soles of your hospital slippers are thin enough that you can feel the texture of the steel plates beneath them. Steel plates that are getting warmer as you trod into the cubic ten-meter room.
Ahead of you is a sphere five meters in diameter made out of the same cylinders the arch is made out of with the exception that they are almost seventy centimeters long and one-sixth of them a whole third of a meter in diameter, larger than any of the ones in the arch. A rectangular section of them opens for you as you approach, forming a curved ramp you can take to get into the sphere.
Making this sphere even more ominous are hundreds of metal tubes coming out from the spaces between the cylinders. The tubes are connected to clear hoses with colorful fluid in them. A network of smaller hoses is supplying water to misters that constantly shower the sphere with coolant water. This mist is catching narrow cones of light from the overhead spotlights, creating a beautiful scene which makes you wish you had your cellphone to snap a photo.
Off to your left, about halfway to the sphere, is an orange chute curving up out of the floor of the room. Everything except this walkway, the chute, and the sphere is pitch black. You're not even sure there's a floor to stand on beyond the walkway you're currently traversing.
As you reach the chute the voice says, "Place your gown and slippers in the orange chute and proceed to the center of the hybridization chamber."
The room is downright chilly and you shiver as you pull off your gown and slippers. When you push them into the chute, the vault door closes and secures itself behind you. The voice says, "Thank you. Proceed into the sphere and stand on the metal grate."
Your nipples perk up in the cold air and you wrap your arms around yourself trying not to freeze to death as you trod across the warm metal floor and up the ramp made by the section of the sphere that's open. The cylinders have a smooth surface that squeaks when your bare feet walk across them.
Once inside the sphere, you take a few steps until you're standing on top of a meter-in-diameter drain with a hexagonal grate atop it. All the cylinders open like shutters revealing their concave silver-colored drivers.
"From here on, we will be unable to hear your vocalizations. If at any point during the procedure you need us to abort, cross your forearms in an X. Cross your forearms to show us you understand the abort symbol."
You cross your forearms to make the X symbol.
"Good, now, the non-verbal confirmation symbol is a circle made with both hands. Please make this symbol to show us you understand the confirmation symbol."
Touching your pointer fingers and thumbs to each other, you form a circle.
"Good. Relax and do not be alarmed, you are about to undergo acoustic levitation. You may experience some vertigo and feel intense vibration. The vertigo will pass and the vibration is harmless." After a short pause, the voice continues, "Transducers within three degrees of critical temperature, procedure will begin in fifteen seconds."
Everything is pointed at the center of the sphere, including the ends of the tubes you'd seen from outside it. Their ends are flush with the subwoofer cylinders. You're not in the center of the sphere, so how--the voice counts down, "Five. four. three. two. one. Initializing acoustic levitation."
Noise that penetrates your body to the core roars out of the transducers. Your muscles twitch and your skin gets numb as you feel lighter and lighter. As if gravity has forgotten you, you fall in an upwards spiral toward the center of the sphere.
Once you're suspended in the center, completely weightless, it's dead quiet. If you reach out with an arm or a leg, you feel the noisy vibrations once again, but they do not cause numbness. Instead, they tickle like a firm massage. The lighting provided by the lights that encircle the hundreds of speaker drivers is just shy of being too bright and you can see the lenses of multiple cameras nestled in the space between the tubes and the transducers.
Due to the fact you're not in freefall, you can still feel the pull of gravity and orient yourself. Once you're over the initial awe of floating in midair, you find the sensation of being a flesh and bone tuning fork relaxing. It's as if millions of hands are holding you aloft while caressing you.
The voice comes through this sonic insanity with a bit of a warble. "Are you ready to proceed with the hybridization procedure? Circle is yes, X is no."
You make a circle with your hands.
"Administering hybridization primer."
Plumes of cyan mist come out from four of the tubes, mixing with the air like paint added to a bath of water. The mist swirls around you, segmented neatly by the soundwaves keeping you aloft. Then it collides with you from all sides, warming you as it passes through your skin. Within seconds, your whole body is hot and sensitive. You pant as lewd thoughts overflow in your mind and blood rushes to your crotch. Blushing, you wonder if this is a normal reaction.
The pitch and timbre of the sound suffusing your body changes, reaching even deeper into you, making your body ring like a bell. Soon your skin, muscles, and bones are a dance of cascading harmonies.
"Your transformation is primed. First set of genetic vectors will be administered in: five. four. three. two. one."
>>>Choose your TF below:<<<