A Special Order
Tyler finds an interesting way to make a monkey out of himself.
An adult TF short commishion write for Milgrove.
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A Special Order by: Theo Winters
Written for Milgrove
Tyler took a few steps back to look at the results of his handiwork. He ran the back of one arm over his head, cleaning the sweat from his face. It had taken three hours of hard work to assemble everything, but after all the work it was finally ready. Bouncing on his toes, he walked around the machine, running his hand across the glass front of the chamber. He picked up the simple power plug, pushing into the outlet. As the plug slipped in, the whole thing let out a deep thrum and started to tremble, a bright blue lightly slowly filling the central chamber, casting the emitters inside in an eerie glow.
He took in a deep breath and walked over to the control unit, watching the screen as it ran through a self-test. Within seconds everything had come up green. Flipping through the different pages on the screen, he perused the number of settings. The system looked complicated, but there were really only a few things he had to worry about, the rest would handle itself.
"Now, should I wait until morning, or do this now?" he asked, a smile crossing over his face. It was a silly question and he knew it, there was no way he was going to wait any longer then he had to. It had takes him months to be able to even afford the machine, then six more weeks to get it shipped to him. After all that, he simply couldn't wait a few more hours.
Moving to the main part of the control interface he programmed what he wanted. A mostly full conversion that would revert in a few hours. Nothing too crazy or over the top, and enough that he would still be aware of who and what he was, it wouldn't be any fun otherwise.
He pressed the start button, and a few moments later the front of the machine hissed and the glass tube quickly slid open. Kicking off his shoes he eagerly stepped into the devolution chamber, trying to relax inside of it as best he could while the chamber slid closed. The blue light started to grow brighter around him as the machine started to hum, as the emitters inside began to flash red lights all over his body. The bright red lights seemed to cling to his skin, slowly sinking in instead of fading away. It made him tingle in the oddest of fashions, but it also felt so very good. He shivered as the lights grew brighter, sinking in even deeper until he could feel it in his bones, the whole chamber filling with so many bright red lights, washing out the original blue hue of the chamber.
There was a flash, and then the machine quieted down. The blue glow returned for a few moments before it too started to fade. Moments later, the glass of the chamber's front panel slid open again. Tyler stumbled out, gasping softly and rubbing at his forearms as he tried to clear his mind. Turning back around he looked at the device, knowing that it had worked, his skin tingling and pricking as his hair stood on end, followed by more hair starting to grow from his skin.
He shivered as he felt a rush like cold water running down his back along his spine before it started to push out, beginning to grow into a tail, pressing against the back of his pants. Reaching back, he felt it, the skin and bones sliding out against his fingers, fur starting to grow along the length of it a moment later. Pulling his growing tail free of his pants he started to stroke along the length of it, teasing it as it grew longer with every passing second. Tyler flicked the tip as it grew longer and longer, then thick brown fur wrapping tightly to it, making every touch feel very odd but still very nice.
Fur started to grow along the length of his arms, billowing out from his wrists and up under his shirt. He could feel it tickling at the cloth, pushing it away from his skin as everything started to get looser on his body. Without warning his pants fell off his hips and slide down to his knees. Flicking his tail in surprise, he bent down to look at his lower body, seeing that his hips had gotten smaller then they had ever been before.
He tried to stand back up but felt his back lock, his shoulders rocking forward slightly. He couldn't tell what was going on, twisting his head, trying to see anything, but all he could see was his shirt. With a grunt he pulled it up off his shoulders and threw it to the side.It was pretty clear now that the fur was covering his back and shoulders. He reached back to rub at it, feeling the thick fur press up between his fingers. He rubbed a bit more then pulled his hands back, gasping as he saw that they were changing as well, fur covering the back of them.
Stretching out his fur covered arms, he watched in surprise as they seemed to grow longer, the fur rippling as they expanded over it. His fingers were growing as well, stretching out longer and more dexterous. Turning his hand around, he watched as the skin on his palm grew thicker, turning dark and leathery as he flexed them. He started to run his hands over each other, enjoynig the feeling as they rubbed and teased. It felt oddly good, the fur tickled at his thick palms while his longer fingers flexed and twitched. They felt stronger as well, when he closed them firmly into tight fists.
Tyler flexed out his long arms, stretching them as far as they would go in front of him, then dropping them to his sides. They were much longer now, his hands swinging past his hips and near his knees. He scratched at the skin with his long fingers, letting out a soft groan as it felt very good.
The fur was starting to grow down his chest and towards his belly, thick and dark brown. As it covered his belly the extra weight started to fade away, the gut he had been carrying for a few too many years melting into a firm chest, the thick fur covering any shape that it might have. Hunching over a bit more he rubbed over the new belly, his long tail flicking in excitement. He bounced on his sock-covered feet, everything moving so quickly and easily now. He couldn't remember the last time he had so much energy!
Without warning, the fur dove down inside his underwear, which still barely hung onto his hips. It itched against the fabric as it wrapped around his crotch and ass. Without a thought, he grabbed the underwear and shoved them down his skin covered legs, kicking them away as he stepped from his clothing, scratching at the still-itching fur.
Arching his back, he bent down further than he ever had before, and looked down and his crotch. The black fur had covered everything on his thin hips. Only his penis stood out, and that was starting to change as well. His balls were swelling larger, filling out his sack and hanging low, pulling the skin tight as his public hair grew into thick fur. The skin on his limp shaft changed as well, turning black and leathery, pulling back up against his belly into a sheath as the head of his shaft grew outwards, becoming both longer and thinner. As he watched, the new shaft pulled back into the sheath, hiding up against his belly and crotch, dominated by his large hanging balls.
With a grunt, Tyler stood up as far as he could, rubbing his longer fingers over his back as he returned to his permanent hunch. He found himself crouching down on his bare legs, lowering himself into a comfortable position and scratching at the fur on his back.
The fur was starting to spread down over his legs, covering them quickly, the pink skin growing darker just moments before the fur covered it. It rushed down along his legs and dove into his socks, the material puffing out as the fur grew.
Flicking his tail in annoyance he sat down and pulled the socks off his feet. He flexed out his toes, watching as the big toe pulled away, moving apart as they all grew longer and more flexible. He curled the toes, grinning to himself as he watched them form a tight fist.
He lifted his feet up and watched as the bottoms of them turned thick and leathery as well, even more so then his hands--the best to protect them from whatever might be on the ground.
Shaking his head, he pulled himself back to his feet, finding that it was the most comfortable to stand with his fingers just touching the ground. He flicked his tail from side to side as he walked up to the glass of the chamber, practically on all fours , and looked at his reflection. What stood out the most was the fact his face was still human, which looked so odd on top of the monkey's body. He reached out and touched the reflection in the glass, watching his new body move in wonderful ways. As he watched, the black fur began to cover his face, the round shape of his skull starting to thin around the sides. With a pop his ears changed, growing lager and sticking out to the sides of his face. He let out a laugh, a sound that still hadn't changed at all, and reached up to rub the curve of an ear with one finger.
The changes continued, his jaw starting to press out, his teeth growing, pushing against his lips as the skin stretched over them. At the same time thick ridges starting to grow out over his eyes, pushing out as his eyebrows vanished. He leaned in closer, watching it fascination as the changes run through his face, his eyes starting to become a dark orangeish brown, his nose pulling tight over his long jaw, flattening out.
Tyler grunted again, feeling the changes run down the back of his throat. As he grunted, he noticed that the sounds grew more rough, broken and hard. He pulled his lips back, looking at the big teeth behind them, the front ones were flat, but his canines hand grow sharp and large, almost too big to be hidden in his mouth.
"Wow," he said, the word grunting out but still understandable.
Soon, waves of pressure crossed over the back of his still large head, almost like a dull throbbing ache. With each wave, his skull grew smaller, with the brain inside shrinking to fit into the new space. In spite of the discomfort he watched the outer changes in awe. Inside, it was like a fog slowly rolling in, pushing the more complex thoughts off into some distant corner of his mind. Memories of his past, the calculus that he had learned, even human language soon faded into the background... and it felt good. Everything felt very good.
He leaned his head up against the glass, still able to recall that this was only temporary, that he would get it all back in only a few hours, but for now, it felt so good just to let it all go. One last wave crossed his head, his human memories now distant and fragment as the thoughts of a proper monkey pressed in his mind. A monkey that knew he had been a man, but a monkey nonetheless.
The devolved human stepped back for a better look at his reflection in the glass, grinning and trying to say something but all the came out was a low ook. He snorted and shook his head, the grin getting wide. It was silly to try and talk like a human, since he wasn't a human now.
Curiosity started to get the better of him, and he leaned forward and pressed his lips to the cold glass, watching his reflection do the same. Pulling away he cocked his head to one side and pawed at the glass, then back over his chest, stroking his hands slower along the thick fur. It felt so good, so right, his long arms and legs twitching in excitement.
The monkey flicked his tail from side to side, feeling it brush against the floor as he took a few steps back. He barely registered the fact that his exploring hands were moving lower and lower along his body. It wasn't until he started to rub his fat fingers over his sheath that he realized where his paws were, feeling his penis starting to stir against his touch, to rise up, the pointed tip peeking out into the open air. He let out a long groan as he teased his fingers over the tip of his shaft, rocking on his large feet as he felt his member start to grow, sliding free and rising up against his fur. With his other hand he reached down to cup at his fat balls, stroking and teasing along them as he got more and more aroused.
It was something he barely remembered that he might do in a more private room, but those inhibitions didn't seem right for his current form. Pulling his lips back against his teeth, he grunted in pleasure as started to hump at his hand, enjoying the feeling of his long cock rubbing over his leathery skin. Each thrust sent a wave of pleasure through his body, but yet it still felt... off somehow. Even as he began to bounce on his toes, while the animalistic moans caused the pleasure he was feeling to radiate out from his cock to fill his body, he sensed that something was still missing. He twisted and curled his tail about while he looked all over the room for that missing thing. Finally, his brown eyes focused on the thick exposed beams of the ceiling, and he grinned again.
Without much thought, Tyler reluctantly let go of his shaft and scampered towards a wall, running on his fists and feet until he came to a bookcase against the wall that he could climb. He grabbed on with ease and pulled himself up, then leapt at beam. He could feel the arched roof press down on his back a bit as he got himself up to the top of the beam. Once he was in place, the simian wrapped his tail tightly around the beam and let himself drop. His tail easily held his eighty pounds as he swung in the air from his perch. He ooked giddily at the sensation, before he set to wrapping his toes around the beam to hold himself steady.
Looking up at his still hard shaft, he started to stroke it again, teasing quickly along the eager length. This time everything felt right-- not just the pleasure of playing with his member, but everything. Even the carefree feeling of hanging by a tail added to his excitement, which grew quickly as he let himself swing back and forth under the beam. His huge balls responded by twitching in his tight sack, churning in heat and excitement, eager to let go. He reached up and grabbed them with a free hand, squeezing and rolling them along his longer fingers, enjoying the sensations that it gave him. Ooking lustfully, the former human stroked faster and faster, teasing along the long tapered length, the pleasure dominating his simpler mind. A small part of his mind reminded him that someone could possibly walk into the room and see this, but the rest of him just didn't care. It was all he could focus on, all he could see, and it felt wonderful!
Arching his head up, he looked along his body to his long cock and grinned widely as it bounced between the fingers of his hand. He could feel the pressure growing inside of it, his balls pulsing and eager to let their contents free as his pleasure neared its peak. He found himself even picturing himself hanging from a tree branch, rather than a beam, imagining the hoots of other monkeys, male and female, with their eyes on him. Closing his own eyes, the monkey bucked wildly into his hand, ooking and chattering like crazy before letting out a shrill cry as he came.
His seed gushed out of his shaft, spraying down over his belly and face, soaking a bit into the fur of his chest as it splattered over him. Each gush of cum felt larger than the last as a new lifetime of pent up pleasure was released in moments. The spatters rolled down his chest and onto his muzzle as the last few jolts of pleasure rushed through his body, then slowly faded away. Letting out a content sigh, Tyler let his hands drop, his feet completely letting go of the beam, and he swung gently back and forth. He was spent, but it felt better than he had ever expected, the echoes of the pleasure still making his body tingle, and the warmth of his seed still hanging onto his fur.
Curiosity tickled his brain again, and without much thought he flicked out his fat lounge, licking the cum from his face. The taste was a bit bitter, but still pleasant on his tongue. All the sensations joined forced to make him think of trying this again, but maybe later. Or maybe later he'd just climb and play in these big rooms some more. For now, he was just a tired little monkey. So with the tastes still strong in his mouth he let himself drift off into a pleasant sleep, dreaming happy monkey dreams.
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This story was written and copyright 2011 by Theo Winters, reposting and archiving are allowed as long as this copyright notice and the author's name are not removed. This story cannot be published without permission of the author. Violators will be made into primordial soup of the day.