When I Woke Up
Jade is forced into a corner and has to sign her body over to a secret organisation, but as usual; things are not as bad as she thinks they are. Her body starts changing in strange ways, but she can't say it doesn't feel good. Her chances of being screwed over by all this? Zero.
(F tf ??? Hybrid : cow-like, horse-like, bug-like, multibreast)
Oh gosh... the first time I woke up since then-! Oh, I suppose I should tell you the whole thing, not just the juicy bits. Well, it started in public school... I was kinda just really bad at it. My parents thought I was lazy, my teachers thought I just did not care or was too easily distracted. It was not till I just barely managed to graduate high school that I convinced my parents to get my head checked. Turns out I sucked at school because I have social anxiety disorder and agoraphobia. I couldn't pay attention because I was in a constant state of terrified. As you can imagine, this made looking for a job sort of impossible for me, because what job doesn't involve talking to anyone or going outside ever?
You wouldn't know I was messed up by looking at me; I look good... or, I did look good at this point- now it is a bit more debatable. My hair is to my chest, perfectly straight. It is base brown but I dye the first half of it cyan and the top half I leave my normal color- so when you look at it, the inside and outside layer of my hair are different colors. I got a ring piercing in my lower lip- dead center. My eyes change colors- in daylight they turn cyan, but indoors or in the dark they turn green... so, they are basically always green these days. I guess I had a pretty average body- nothing noteworthy but nothing wrong with it either. Oh boy... you can tell how little I talk to people normally- I never even told you my name yet, have I? It is Jade. I have a sister named Sapphire. As you can imagine from someone terrified of talking with others- I had no friends. People tries to approach me and in hindsight were probably trying to be friends... but I was too busy being afraid and trying to survive the encounter to know better and just took the first out to run from the situation. My sister was born with her head on straight, so she never had to worry about this stuff. I managed to get on a government disability program that paid for me to live, since I was incapable of making a living like everyone else. The economy took a piss though years later, and under new management the government decided to 're-allocate the funds'. That is blame-deflecting talk for 'we didn't want to pay for you to continue to exist anymore'. By that time my parents had passed, and me and my sister frantically tried to look for some other support program for me, but were not finding any.
Then I found out about this secret... company. I can't say what their name is... let's just say I get tongue-tied whenever I talk or type about it. Not really important anyway. The important part is, they would pay to support me if I participated in a test of sorts. Again; I can't go into much detail on what kind, but BOY let me tell you about what happened as a result. Going to take the test was rough on my agoraphobia but I managed it. Had the test- but failed completely. Stuff was supposed to happen but nothing did- wasn't my fault. The deal was to support me if I did the test though- I didn't have to pass. It worked out, because if I failed I get to return home. If it went the way they wanted I would have had to stick around the... uh... place. Sorry, it is really hard for me to talk about them, but I wanted to give you SOME context on how this all started, right?
When I got back home I felt sort of uneasy- like someone was watching me. It was a weird experience so I just shrugged it off- my brain isn't wired right to begin with. It had been about three night since I had the test? Either three nights or three days and four nights- it has been a while since then, ok? Anyway I remember waking up with this odd feeling, like my butt cheeks had fallen asleep somehow. My legs felt fine- just my butt. I could still feel them and they were not tingly but the feeling was a bit more numbed. It felt like there was an odd pressure in my hips; like something trying to press outward on the bone from the inside. I was a bit nervous but nothing looked off so I shrugged it off.
Now, let me defend myself here- I don't talk to people, ever. I do not, and will never have a boyfriend, so of course I am going to invest a bit of effort into creating a porn folder. More than most women would typically have. And maybe some toys. I still have needs! Anyway, later that day I was rubbing just over my clit with one hand and teasing my vagina with a dildo in the other. Figured a little stress relief would get rid of that feeling of being watched. I remember feeling a sudden tremor through my bones from my lower body and hearing a muffled pop and pausing immediately. I could faintly hear the creaking bones in my crotch and then with a very loud pop my hip felt like it had somehow painlessly been pulled in half! My entire body shook with the force of the bone letting go. I guess on the inside the material of the bone quickly expanded into the gap created from the division and fused the segments back together; because by the time I grabbed my hips to figure out what the hell just happened it already felt solid again. I went from average hip size to extra wide. And I mean eeeextra wide. Wide enough that I could put my hand over my pussy and not be touching either thigh at all- the gap between thighs was wider than my entire hand. My heart was absolutely racing, I was about to panic but then my brain got flooded with hormones. I had been in the middle of something and I guess the changes latched onto that. I could feel movement inside my lower body and just knew it was my genitals growing inside of me, all the way up! I touched it and slipped all four fingers in easily! It was huge now- too huge for my dildo to even do anything anymore!
Having a wider vagina made it feel almost... hungry down there. It was emptier feeling between my legs and I was still wet from fingering myself before this all happened and just sort of drove me ravenous. The dildo did not work anymore, so I ended up shoving all five digits of my right hand into my twat and then sat on my wrist to drive as much of my hand into myself as possible. Then I noticed it was still changing. The clit popped out of its hood on its own and swelled up into a fat oval- sort of looked like a kidney bean, only neon pink. My entire pubic mound started to plump up, making the outer labia more pillowy and round. It wasn't enough! My pussy was getting more ravenously hungry the more it mutated and I was having a harder time doing anything about it. I have a dildo I nicknamed 'Chonk' that I had rarely used- it isn't exceptionally long but it is hella thicc. I cannot use it normally- I had to slowly work up to it by loosening myself up with my regular dildo first and going slow, then switching to Chonk. Well, this time Chonk didn't need to be eased into anything, I sat on it and the head popped in with little resistance and the rest slid in almost instantly because of how wet I already was! I then used the regular dildo in my butt. The pussy runs so close to the butt that putting anything in one presses in on the other still- so by having the smaller dildo in my butt it shrank the amount of space Chonk needed to fill to grind my insides. My clit was big enough that I could actually masturbate it with two fingers like a micro-penis. I hit orgasm like that quick enough but... I guess I always stopped too early before? Because I never felt an orgasm like this- or maybe it was just the mutations that did it. I hit my usual orgasm and then it held at the same intensity for several seconds and then I actually screamed by accident and squirted all over the damn place as the pleasure doubled over and it was like having an orgasm during my orgasm. My entire lower body was shivering and boiling hot at the same time.
I had exploded so hard I ended up passing out after cleaning myself up, even though it was still pretty early for me to sleep. My dreams were a clash of nightmare and dream, like my thoughts caught between the pleasure of it and the fact that I transformed. If I really did change then R... uh... that place would take me back! With my mental disabilities you can imagine the thought of having to live somewhere new didn't sit well with me. Plus; since I got kicked out of the government support program my sister and I had grown closer together, which was really good now that my parents were gone, you know? We should be sticking close together. She is the only person I feel okay talking to. In moderation. It was about a week later, after I was almost used to having mega hips. No one came to take me away, and I was still trying to figure out how to tell my sister what happened. Because she didn't know either. You know how I have been sort of dodgy about some things here? Well, it is the same with my sister unfortunately- I can't really fill her in directly, which makes explaining my hyper hips a bit difficult. Well, it was about to get even harder. I had some wildly sexual dreams that night, to the point where I woke up with a moist crotch and a pulsing clit. I woke up late at night because of how intense the dream was, out of breath- I guess I had been moaning in my sleep or something. When I sat up I immediately noticed how it felt like I was being pressed against my bed harder than normal- like my weight had changed or something. As soon as I looked down I seen the large gap between my legs slowly shrinking! My ass and my thighs were swelling up! My inner thighs started to press in on my large pussy lips so I had to re-adjust my seating and ended up getting onto my hands and knees on the bed so I could look over myself to my butt. I watched the moonlight silhouetting my expanding butt cheeks in the dark, like watching a kinky fetish porn! It felt so warm and tight! It felt so good being filled!
My skin started to cool down from the breeze through the window and I knew it had stopped again, and flopped over onto my side. I could feel the ripple through the flesh of the thigh and butt cheek that I was not on top of. I wanted to reach around and grab a handful of ass but immediately flopped over to look at the window. I never open my window! My heart was hammering again as I scrambled off my bed and hit the light switch, scanning my room for anything else that was off. Did my dream wake me up, or did someone break into the house?
"Oh, no need to freak out. I just came here from the island to watch over you. Make sure nothing bad happens to our lost subject. And it seems like your transformation was delayed~!"
I could not see anyone- the voice came from the ROOF of my room, but there was nothing visibly there. Oh no, whoever this is came from... that place. He came to take me away!
"N-no, wait. Don't take me back there! I am still perfectly human! I just got a bit... bigger."
The creature monitoring me finally appeared- he lifted leaf shaped ears off his face and with a shimmer of colors his entire body became visible- clinging to the roof. It named itself Zero- a hunter of sorts sent by that place. It is a homunculus so while it looks vaguely humanoid- it is not human at all. Zero was made, not born. It is hard for me to describe him, er, them? It? I will just call it him for simplicity. It walks on bladed feet and much, much larger than Zero's actual body is his tail- he only uses his arms and legs to cling to walls and roofs; when he is on the ground he slithers on his tail and his legs never touch the ground. I was afraid of him. He is a strange creature, and sent by that place! Maybe a normal person would have loved being where they wanted to take me, but not me. My brain... isn't right. I did not want to be any place other than here. I was afraid of Zero, afraid of that place, and afraid of facing my sister with this new body of mine, I froze up entirely. I guess my reaction was so jarring to Zero that I sort of frightened him, I think. He quickly agreed with my shitty excuse- that I was still perfectly human in appearance. That place had released other subjects before that were too human to need to stay with them. Currently, I still fit that description, and so he agreed to leave me. But before he left, he did let one warning hang in the air.
He partially slithered out the window again and turned to me one last time. "I will still watch. If this change took so long, more may yet happen. The curse seal on your tongue helps keep our little home secret, but if you change too much you may threaten that secrecy in other, unintentional ways. We will take care of you, do not worry. Whatever it requires- you will be looked after."
And with that he vanished into the night. The problem with Zero though is you never know if he actually left. You do not see him unless he wants to be seen, so he could be right beside you and you would never know.
Two days later my sister came to visit, and was obviously quite surprised. It isn't like I gained weight, my actual bodily proportions had changed. I tried my best to tell her what happened but could not connect the dots. There is so little I can actually say about what happened that any explanation I came up with read like a poorly translated fortune cookie quote. I was saying a lot without successfully explaining anything. Eventually I just stuck my tongue out in frustration and that worked about as well as anything I attempted to say. She recognized it as a cursed seal, and I showed her my cheques from the 'government'. With that, she was able to put together a rough idea of what was going on, and I insisted I was okay.
It actually felt mildly pleasurable sitting in my computer chair now, haha. If I sit with my legs together, the chair will push my thigh meat up into my pussy from below. Sometimes I just kinda rock a bit in the chair, feeling my meaty butt cheeks rolling under me like soft cushions that go everywhere with me. I noticed pretty quickly that I had to shift my hands around occasionally though. I would start typing nonsense while on the computer and then look down and see my fingers were mis-aligned with the keys. After another two days it was pretty obvious what was happening. When I stretched in the morning I could place my palms flat on my roof, while standing normally on the floor. My arms were at least a half foot longer than they are supposed to be! And all of my digits are also longer! That was just the start though- my skin felt tight. When I bent my arms or fingers the skin did not flex like it should, it felt really tight, and occasionally I would get random muscle spasms in my arms too.
When I had a shower that night, I guess the hot water relaxed the tissue enough that it started to change more. My arms were looking a bit puffy, but not around the joints. When I touched them it sort of felt like touching your finger nail- you can feel it but the sensation is sort of... distant? It did not feel normal anyway. When I got out of the shower and dried off, my skin immediately started to change color as it dried! The puffy areas hardened and turned to a soft grey with tiny cyan spots here and there! Touching it now, it felt perfectly smooth- there was no pours there anymore. It felt like hard rubber- hard but not rigid. It made my arms sort of look like those of a ball-jointed doll because the new hard tissue was broken up and segmented at the joints in my fingers, hands, wrist and elbow. It did not extend onto the underside of my fingers or insides of my hands, either. The new coloration only applied to the new material- the chitin. My arms and hands had a chitin carapace, like a bug! I no longer had fingernails even- my fingers just came to a chitin point. That night I locked my window and made sure to close the blinds over it, even though I like watching the night sky when I fall asleep. Night time is the only time I don't have my blinds closed usually.
I think because I was paranoid going to sleep, I woke up as soon as I felt the breeze of an open window. Zero was sitting in plain sight this time, perched cross-legged on the wooden foot of my bed. "Not so human now, are we?"
"Says the homunculus."
"TS80- your test was on induced, rapid evolution, no?"
"I couldn't tell you even if it was." I stuck my tongue out and pointed at the brand.
Zero tilted his head. "Oops, right. That means your transformation is based on evolution- an iterative process meant to make survival as easy as possible, and reproduction." He glanced toward my crotch and I quickly moved my hands there to bunch up the sheets. He couldn't see anything but I wanted to make sure. "You spend a lot of time on the computer, and sitting down, so your arms got longer to reach things without moving about and your fingers got longer to allow you to easily reach all keys quickly on a keyboard. You grew a chitin shell to protect your limbs, because if anything happened to your rather delicate hands; your whole life would be disrupted. Your butt is extra padded to make sitting comfy and your privates grew because the only attention it gets is self gratification- so it is built to serve your preference rather than one of a possible mate."
My face felt like it was on FIRE, I could hear my heart beat in my ears. "H-how did you-"
"It is my job to watch, remember?"
"DON"T WATCH THAT! How did you even get in the window, it was locked?!"
"It is just a regular latch lock. I re-directed the mana flow of my own chakra through the latch to move it remotely. It is the same method I use to cling to walls- amateur stuff. Anyone with any level of magical knowledge could open that lock immediately."
Of course, Zero told me that he would be taking me to that place now. This change was not human, people would definitely notice extra long armored limbs. I pleaded with him again, this time bringing up my relationship with my sister. If I went with Zero, my sister would not. We are the only family we have left and we would be divided forever! He needed to take me away because I could threaten their secrecy, but I argued that I could not do that. I never leave my house basically. I never talk to people. People would need to see me in order for them to find out what I look like in the first place, and no one will see me! Zero thought about it for some time, clearly torn on the matter. He had bosses to appease and since he is a homunculus, those bosses were also essentially his family. I somehow managed to talk him into going against his 'family's' wishes, and again he slithered away into the night to leave me be a bit longer- as long as things did not get out of control.
To be fair, he never specified what qualifies as 'out of control'.
The very next day my feet kept cramping easily, and as the day went on they started to get longer. Great, is it giving me Hobbit feet now? How does that help my life style? They did not get bigger though, just longer. It made walking awkward- I had to lift my leg higher and higher as time went on in order for my foot to properly clear the ground when I step. My toes were getting stiff too- I could not move them as much. By the time I went to sleep, I was walking on onto the fronts of my feet, and realized that was what I was supposed to be doing. The sole of my foot was compressing into a cannon bone- my feet were devolving. That also meant that I was a lot taller- which actually made my long arms more in proportion. I don't know why I was horny that night. I don't know, ok?! Watching their shape slowly shift... the feeling was kind of like stretching after sitting down for a long time, y'know? Not a direct pleasure but... it still felt really good. I wanted them to keep stretching. I mean, I did NOT want them to keep stretching... but I sort of did. Argh. Chonk got wet again that night. I bit the pillow so the neighbors would not hear. The pleasure made my toes clench and unclench, grasping the bed sheets unintentionally, but also I could feel them changing more. Every time they contracted they were unable to full divide again. The middle toe vanished- its mass swallowed by the others. My nails grew into triangles and became darker the more dense they became, turning grey, then fully black. I wanted them to stop, so I could be more normal. I wanted them to keep stretching forever! I wanted Zero to leave me alone. If this was what changing felt like, I wanted to change everything. I wasn't even looking at them as they changed, all I seen was the pillow in my face as I flicked my finger over my clit over and over- my other hand making sure Chonk did not decide to pull out early. My toes were so far from where my ankles are! My feet are sooo long. It got so long and the feeling seemed to pull on them strangely. I almost stopped to look at them when this happened. Almost.
When I climaxed I flopped limp onto the bed for several minutes before rolling over to look at my feet- or what used to be feet. I had... cloven hooves? Sort of, not really. It was a hoof made up of four segments but instead of two dew claws there was another two full segments. So there was two segments in the front and two in the back- two forward toes and two backwards toes! They were not paired up and close together either, all four were equally spaced out! I was too worked up about this to go to sleep just yet, so I spent some time wandering my apartment to test the new legs out. I will admit; I cracked my head on a doorway twice that night- same spot on my head too, ouch. I am much taller with legs like these, which means I had to duck a bit in doorways. If I lift my hoof entirely from the ground and close the muscles in it, all four segments clap together forming one rounded cone shape of black keratin. When I returned to the bedroom my heart jumped as I noticed the window was open! I was tall enough now that I could easily wave my arms around the roof doing a full sweep of the room to see if I can swat him off the roof but Zero did not appear to be here. Then I realized I could not remember if I actually closed the window last night after he left or not. It was probably open from the night before. Oops.
I was with my sister the next day, we were looking into options for me to go outside, which made me nervous of Zero finding out. Normally I just ordered all my food online and had it delivered to my place. Most of the time I didn't even order REAL food- I just eat that meal replacement stuff, because it keeps a long time, it isn't that expensive and requires zero cooking and the only dish it makes is a glass. But, the problem with this system is a lot of people in my country are now also ordering mostly online. The places I can order from are getting increasingly busy- which means they might not always be available to deliver when I need them to, so I need to be able to go to a store here and there if I can't get my food normally. Sure, simple for someone else, terrifying for me. Also, as fun as my body became, I do kinda look like a freak, sooo, that is a problem. I would only go to places that are open 24 hours so I can go in the wee hours of the morning when no one else is even awake to ensure no one can see me- I would do that even if I had not transformed. But, there is still the cashier- at least ONE person is going to see me every time. So Sapphire started to look into transformative magic. If she can get me a formstone she can try to custom imprint it with her own appearance, and then using it on myself will turn me into a copy of my sister to go out as, then turn back to normal when I get home. There was still risk involved of course- if anyone around me was wearing wards in the form of jewelry, the ward would interrupt the mana flow of my spell and reveal my appearance as a fake, or if they got close enough to me, cancel the effects entirely. Technically human formstones are not even legal- because someone could use it for the purpose of identity theft.
It was late afternoon when I was walking to the kitchen to get us something to drink, I fell forward from a sudden jerk in my legs. The muscles were tensing and rippling on their own. I also realized in that moment that I could easily walk on all fours. My limbs had become equal length, so if I closed my hand I could walk on the chitinous outer casing. The muscles clenched in my legs and especially my thighs started to tighten- I could start to see definition in all that meat. It continued onto my butt and expanded it a bit more too, but not as much as my thighs. Where the feeling really pushed forward was when it got as far as my lower back. The muscles in my back squirmed and I like the feeling like in my feet when they changed, but unlike my feet I did not know how to flex those muscles to help push them onward. My tail bone started to get longer and then the muscle stretched the skin even further past that. It started as a long thin tube, then as it involuntarily started to lash back and forth it got long, and longer, and longer. It remained about the same in girth, but the length of the tail was massive! When it finally stopped growing it was as long as my legs are tall! Then I straightened myself back into a proper standing I ended up cringing so hard I almost fell over, because of a prickly feeling on the end of the tail. It quickly sprouted a tasseled end with hair just like on my head. Well, except the dye part- duh. I did eventually start to dye the tip cyan though. It looks like a cow's tail, but it is much longer, and there is much more muscle tissue inside- I have more control over the tail and can pick things up with it! Well... light things- it isn't very strong.
I actually still wonder if Zero seen me that night. I had more changes, but that night my sister just stayed over and slept with me- so Zero never appeared. And if he did come to my window and decide to turn back- what stopped him? Revealing himself to my sister, or not wanting to disturb us? Zero is very smart, but not so good with emotional knowledge, so his own feelings are very hard to read. It makes it very easy for him to lie and keep secrets. He acts like a human but he is still a homunculi.
The next night there had not been any new changes. It was hard to tell if maybe I was finally done for good, or if it was just delayed. The entire process was very stuttered in the first place. Did I even have a finishing point? Would I just keep changing till I am some unrecognizable mess? When I was getting out of the shower that night I did notice pink dots down my body. Probably some new change on the way that had not properly taken root yet. I checked the window as I got into bed- still closed. That was actually making me more nervous than him showing up. Why was he missing? Was he back with his masters planning a mission to bust my door down and take me by force? I woke up an hour before my alarm went off and of course the first thing I did was look at the window- still closed. I rolled over planning to sleep for the last hour and jumped back in bed so far that I flopped off the side! Zero was laying in the bed beside me, grinning like the devil.
"You seemed disturbed by the open window before- so I made sure to close it this time."
"It isn't the window disturbing me!"
Zero sat up, curling his tail around under himself to raise his body higher into the air without leaving his sitting position. "It is a nice night out. Want to go somewhere neat?"
"I have agoraphobia you know."
"But you are sort of okay going out at night." Of course he heard that conversation. "Besides, you have to prove you are able to move about properly. If your changes keep stacking they may incapacitate you- then you would be a XV subject. RHE can't have you getting hurt or living a stunted life because of their handiwork. If you insist on being a rogue- prove you can do it first."
I was not at all up for this- but if it helped me stay free. Because of my huge pussy I can't wear panties normally and pants are out. For a top I just left the huge loose nightshirt I was already wearing on, just put on a long skirt. I was ready to walk over to the front door and get some sandals on to leave and Zero wrapped his tail around me, picked me up by it, and then crawled back out the window!! I screamed when he pulled me out the window and he squeezed hard, crushing the air out of me so I could not do it again and then hushed me like he was chastising a child! This damn monster hauling me out my bedroom window like a Kaiju, and proceeded to climb the building with me in his tail. I was terrified, but the night I do remember being nice. The day was really hot, so even at night the temperatures were pretty nice. The wind was quite chill but the standing temperature was warm. I was constantly worried I was going to fall and break against the ground far below, but his tail had a good grip on me- I wasn't going anywhere. I do like the night, much more than the day. If it is so dark that I cannot see anything than any potential threats most likely cannot see me, either. If you can't see how open an area is, it won't trigger my agoraphobia nearly as much. The darkness wraps around me like a cool cloak, protecting me.
Zero jumped between several buildings, which again; terrifying. As soon as his hands or feet touched the building across, even if he did not make it all the way to the roof- as soon as he touches the walls he stops. His little chakra trick allows him to climb just about anything, whether there is something physical to grip or not. He paused for a bit, he was heading across town, skirting near the downtown area but not going into it. The glow of the lights in this area reach so far. The colors of the neon shop signs blur together in a gaudy rainbow. When he stopped to check on me and my condition I realized the nausea wasn't from him leaping around. My body wasn't sitting right. Every few seconds I would feel a pressure somewhere on my body and then it would go away and appear somewhere else! I was changing again, but it was trying to trigger many changes at once and I guess confusing itself as to which to do first.
Zero seen the problem and put me down onto the cold roof for a moment. It was a shop roof- flat top semi-enclosed with a concrete ridge. He started to draw runes on the ground and my changes seemed to settle down for a moment, I almost thought he knew some way to stop me from changing. But the runes he was writing were mana conjuring- as soon as he completed the array in glowing white energy, it vacuumed up all the local mana and suddenly all my changes surged all at once! It felt like my throat was crawling for a moment, almost making me wretch. My spine got longer, stretching my neck out. Then for a moment I could barely breath as my tongue swelled up huge all the way down my throat, nearly blocking my windpipe till it let out a series of hollow pops and expanded- expanding the girth of my neck as well! So much pressure concentrated into the bridge of my nose that it felt almost tingly or mildly itchy, I tried to resist that change. What if my own sister did not recognize me? What if I devolved into a beast? Why do the changes have to feel so good?
Wherever the changes went, it felt very warm. Those little pink dots I mentioned earlier? The skin condensed there and pushed out- forming erect nipples, and then the coloration spread at the base into new areola! There are six new ones, in addition to the two I already had. Eight total. My nose popped loudly, and I remember trying to cry out in surprise but as soon as I unclenched my jaws; my entire face started to press outward. My skull was growing bigger and pushing everything forward. I felt horns lance out of the skin over my temples, though at the time I did not know what the feeling was. The muscle structure in my face kept shuffling around, so I could not close or really control my mouth at all- it just sort of semi-closed and opened on its own as it grew out. The longer my neck grew, the longer my hairline went. My head stretched further from my shoulders and my hairline raced down to touch them. It is a strong neck and fairly long- something like the neck of a horse. Mane included. My hair line went all the way down to my shoulders but only formed a relatively thin stripe on the back of the large neck. It sort of looks weird with a part, so I collect it and hang it off one side of my neck or the other. My moans and attempts at words distorted as my face got huge. My tongue was already giant to the point of not fitting into my mouth- this sort of caught up the rest of my face to match it properly.
My heart was racing, my breathing ragged, and my face changing so much so quickly that all I could do really was concentrate on breathing properly so I did not pass out from lack of breath. From the side my skull was taking on the shape of a rounded triangle. My nose became massively wide, but as the face below expanded as well it lost definition against my face and then the two became one. The end turned neon pink, and my lips lightened their tone to match. My ears built muscle in their base and started to twitch and flick around on their own- the cartilage inside thinning and their shape stretching out into leaf shapes. By then my boobs now had sisters. All of the new nipples had grown plump hills behind them, swelling bigger by the moment. The top set of the new addition stopped growing by then at DD cup- my original two breasts remained completely unchanged at an even C cup. But the boobs under that were still growing! As my mane finished forming, the second new set of tits finished growing at massive wobbling G cups! But the last pair was STILL growing! The sound of my face stretching out was probably actually quite quiet, but to me it was extremely loud, so when it finally stopped I knew it was over immediately. So many sharp sounding cracks and pops echoing in my head- each shift causing my vision to vibrate, making it hard to focus on anything. Breathless and on all fours, I looked down to watch the last pair of boobs swelling up in my crotch into a size that I don't think has a bra size for it. Each pair of breasts looked almost twice as big as the ones before it. When I stand up straight, they all rest on each other- the lower tits acting like a pedestal to display the ones above it.
Of course, I could not see myself at the time to know, but my head is basically shaped like a cows. It isn't a cow head, but its shaped like one. It has no fur- since none of my body got any fur on it. I still have my mane which leads into my unchanged human hair on my head, it still has my human eyebrows, and if anything my eyelashes got considerably longer. Which sort of reminds my of giraffes- did you know giraffe have long lashes? They are quite glamorous. Even a bit weirder than that- I still sort of have human lips... just, sized up to fit on a cow face. Why cow? I don't know- and neither does Zero really. He sometimes prattles on about theories as if it was what happened but every so often you will ask him the same question and get a different answer. Basically- he doesn't actually know. The running theory is that the place-I-cannot-name had to use the impression of existing animal genes to act as a soft-guide so that I did not mutate so wildly that my body no longer functions properly. Remember, evolution is iterative- if one doesn't work out it dies off and the ones that do work, reproduce to continue the changes. The evolution incited in me isn't iterative- me dying off wasn't an option anyone was willing to take. So if cow was one of those gene impressions, my cells could have taken it too literally and used those traits directly. Like my neck being sort of horse, and my arms being sort of bug. But here is the real question- why my head at all in the first place? What part of my life does having a cow-like head improve? It doesn't hurt anything, but it also doesn't really improve anything, either. I keep remembering that moment when I was lost in lust; when I wanted the changes to just keep going because it felt so good, and the sight was so erotic for some reason to me. In that moment I wished to just change forever. So maybe my body granted that ill advised wish- and just changed everything it could in whatever way it found possible.
I flopped onto my butt and then rolled onto my back, propped up by an air vent sticking out of the roof. Even though my shirt was very baggy night shirt, it could only half cover the third pair of tits- the last pair was entirely uncontained and flopped over the top of my skirt putting pressure on my big pussy under it.
"W-what... did you do?"
"Your transformation was stuttered. I live in the labs of RHE, so naturally I pick up a lot of information. I had a look at gene-work that went into you and others similar and deduced your changes were not progressing because you are always in the same place- an enclosed environment."
"W-well... yea. I have agoraphobia, remember?" I started prodding my tits. They felt very sensitive- the nerves grown into them were fresh, not yet desensitized to anything.
"Yes, well there is no mana flow. When your sister opens the door or I open the window there is a burst of the mana outside coming in, and otherwise just a very slow trickle through the material of the walls. That is the real reason I took you out tonight. Exposing you to the ambient mana in the area allowed your transformation to complete."
"But I was outside when I was given the... test."
"Yes, the initial delay was not a mana problem." He crossed his arms to make himself look more authoritative as his tail lashed around wildly behind him like some great serpent. "The initial delay I theorize to be caused by a lack of stimulus. It was meant to flash evolve you, which means your changes were determined by how you live and act rather than a set blueprint. On the island you were just nervously waiting for something to happen- you were not really 'living'. The altered genes had no information to work off of- they did not know what they were doing yet."
"So... I am outside now though- an environment I am not used to. What happens if this happens more? Will I grow fur or thicker skin or something because I am outside? If I burn my hand on the stove will I become fireproof?"
"Your changes are most likely done now. For good. With a few rare exceptions, when someone transforms they cannot revert, at all. Even using another tincture can only revert the subject slightly at best. RHE attempted to create a were-creature before, guess how that went?" I just shrugged. "She turned full feral, then reverted to slightly human and then stopped. The genome can only be changed so much with the tinctures- it is like it has a transformative limit, once you hit that limit it becomes trapped in whatever form. Moth herself created a tincture that could properly revert- but RHE never did. It is most likely due to the simplicity of most cellular systems- it can't remember that much information. Once it forgets the original shape or set of codes it just resumes what it does remember. So, if that were the case, I suppose you could revert a test subject if you were to create a human tincture- something RHE has never even considered."
I was really starting to knead all my boobs by then, sort of tuning out his genetic babble- I can barely understand it anyway. It was embarrassing but my body felt needy, and so many new nerves to tease it was impossible to resist!
Zero smiled. "Need some time alone?"
"N-no. I just... exploring... I don't know! I can't do anything here anyway, I need the proper... equipment. My bits are too big for me to use my hands."
He thunked his gigantic tail down in front of me on the roof and I was going to ask what he was doing but then it started to sink in and the blush deepened on my face. He meant to use that thing to penetrate me!
"N-no way! Or... maybe.... wait! Promise me! Promise you will not rat me out to your masters, so I can be with my sister!"
Zero cocked a brow. "You speak as if I were the one benefiting from this exchange..."
"Promise!" I needed that tail- or SOMETHING- in me, so I wasn't thinking too clearly. It worked anyway.
Zero shrugged. "I wasn't planning on it anyway, so sure. You are done changing and can still exist normally within your concrete cave."
His tail is very thick- so it did not go to far in even in my giant snatch- but OH MAN does he know how to use it. I refuse to believe that tail hasn't been in several other women before. He worked me over good with that. You know that first night when I brought out Chonk? Yea, the orgasm was like that again. Even at the new explosive levels, it felt like it was over and then I somehow hit an even higher high. I didn't touch anything other than my tits- I have a lot more of those than I do hands, so I was alternating and using breasts to knock into one another. I can also just grab the nipples on the lowest set, line up my arms over the nipples of all the tits leading down and then grind and wobble them all at the same time. No need to theorize why I got so many tits- pleasure, sex appeal. They get larger the further they go down so the difference on my center of balance is minimal. The closer to my hips the larger ones are, the more the weight is grounded through my legs. The hip is a lot sturdier than teetering on the very end of my spine.
He was right, by the way. That was the end of my changes. I am stuck like this for the rest of my life. On one hand, shame to see the old me go, and it was hard on my sense of identity. But other than that, it felt great, and it was functional- once I got used to it, it has been fantastic. I use the formstone my sister got me to take on an illusion of her body to go to the stores when I need, and just order to my apartment the rest of the time. Zero... still shows up. Not often, but occasionally I will find my window open and have to search my house for where he has hidden himself this time. We go out at night. Sometimes we just sit on the catwalk on a billboard over the highway and watch the vehicle lights below roll past, sometimes he actually manages to convince me to put on a human guise and go to a music club to thrash my head to a new and upcoming band, haha. Oh, you think I would have a nervous breakdown in a place like that? It is actually okay. I mean, getting in makes me nervous but being inside is fine. Everyone is there for the music- no one could talk to you even if they wanted because you would never hear it over the music. If the room is filled wall to wall with people then it doesn't feel like a big open space because it has been filled up, so my agoraphobia doesn't trigger. Zero doesn't have a human disguise to get into a place like that, but he can climb on the roof and turn virtually invisible- he can get into ANY place without raising the alarm.
It was a few years later... my sister Sapphire finally got hitched! She was SO happy. I was so nervous! I wasn't going to miss the wedding, but I HATE parties. At least she made a note of forbidding any warding charms at the wedding so I did not have to worry about my disguise falling. After the wedding was over though... she talked with her friends, and went home with her new husband. I went back to my little apartment. It was really quiet. I wished Zero was there that night, to break the silence. It got me thinking; maybe I should go with Zero now. I had a hard time sleeping that night so I just stayed up and started writing a letter to that place- Zero's 'family'. I don't remember the exact words but, it was something like:
'I am sorry to have deceived you, my sister and I were in a rough time in our lives and needed to be together, which your island life could not have provided. I made sure to protect your secrets, and no one ever seen my transformation. I do not think I am suited for life on an island like that, but if you feel it needs to be done, I will comply.'
Or something like that. It is true; I wanted to be with my sister. It also triggered my mental ticks, but being with my sister was still also a reason I did not want to go. But now she was gone anyway. She has friends, she has a loving husband... she doesn't need me anymore. She is busy... living. A life like that is poison to me- I can't follow her there. I didn't want to go to the island still, but, I dunno. I guess I sort of felt like the jig was up at that point. The most sound of my excuses to evade capture had fallen through. The next night, Zero appeared to see how I enjoyed the wedding. For me, the quality of the event was measured more like how well I survived it. Anyway, I gave Zero the letter to pass back to his masters. He was surprised I would finally turn myself in like that. So was I, really. It sort of felt like a dream, like my body guided itself to doing that rather than it being a consciously devised plan. My brain don't quite work correctly, so, what I think is right might not always be right, y'know? So maybe going to the island was right.
When me and Zero hung out that night, I started to get nostalgic and mushy, talking about how I will miss this and that. I had dug myself a comfortable little hole to live my life in and did not want to leave, haha. I don't deal with change well. Maybe that is why I wrote the letter right away like that- the longer I thought about it, the more the muscles in my chest tightened. The more nervous I got, the less I wanted to go, but I had already made the choice so I couldn't back down. Zero left that night to bring my letter to his masters, and finally tell them what had become of the one they numbered 80.
I was pacing around my apartment all the next day on all fours, waiting for Zero to return. As usual though he did not show up during the day. He can, but he won't. He likes the crisp night air like me. I remember that night SO vividly, what a mess of emotion! I remember being so nervous in the day that I figured the only way I would get to sleep is if I juiced that big meaty mound of mine, so out came my twin toys. I am able to hold the dildos both inside using my tail, to free up my hands and arms to jostling around all my many tits. It feels good to yank on my nipples. I burned through my energy climaxing before bed and fell asleep. It felt like even my dreams were trying to console me, to tell me it would be okay, even if it felt like it wouldn't. I remember when I woke up. It was still dark, though technically morning. The window was open and Zero had helped himself to a glass of water and was returning to the bedroom when I woke. He smiled and just casually told me.
"It is fine. RHE doesn't need you on the island. They completely understand. I told you before- they are all about taking care of their own, and even if you sort of ran away- you are still a test subject. You are... family. RHE will look after you, and if what you need is to be left alone- that is what will happen."
I remember the next day when I dumped my garbage bag off in the dumpster behind the building I rummaged a bit. I found my own letter in there- crumpled up and abandoned. Zero's emotions are hard to read, and it makes him good at keeping secrets, like mine. He never brought the letter back to his masters, he never told them about me. When he told me they consider me family, maybe it was his own name that was meant to be there in place of theirs. You may have noticed when I talked about having no friends earlier, I used past tense. Yea, for the longest time I had no friends... but I do now. Not a man, or a woman. Not a human at all. But Zero is still my friend, and I always look forward to an open window, when I wake up.