{"sf1_id":1555532,"sf2_id":"keNJXZpe","title":"The Metronome [Hypno Futa TFTG]","author":"Nequ","words":3228,"posted_at":"2020-03-07T11:40:39.000Z","tags":["Balls","Big Tits","Bizarre","Busty","Cock","Cock Growth","Corruption","Dick","Female","Forcedshifting","Futa","Futanari","Gender Shifting","Hard-On","Herm/solo","Hermaphrodite","House","Human","Human-Only","Hypnosis","Magic","Male","Masturbation","Nudity","Penis","Plump","Psychological","Public","Real Life","Shemale","Shirtless","Suspense","Third Person","Tits","Tongue","Trance","Transformation","Transgender","Transsexual","Uncut"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1555532-the-metronome-hypno-futa-tftg","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/keNJXZpe","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/e0/88/e0881bd9-54e8-4a3a-810e-f73159db9d36","description":"Chatroulette got an upgrade. Will you?  \n  \nGraphic design is my passion.","content":"_When I turn my feelings on  \n I turn my feelings on inside  \n Yeah  \n Feel like I'm gonna ignite_  \n**\"I Turn My Camera On\" by Spoon**\n\n* * *\n\nThe young man made sure ChattiBunch was running correctly.\n\nThen he checked his disk space.\n\nThen he turned on his screen recorder.\n\nThen, and only then, did he hit CONNECT.\n\nAs he watched the buffering graphic spin round and round, he wasn't sure if he should lean back in his seat or lean forward. He tried for a sort of, y'know, casual neutrality.\n\nThe first thing to appear was the grid. Three squares wide, three squares high.\n\nThe cameras came up at different times; their users had different processing speeds, internet connections, camera software, connection speeds. A random 3 by 3 grid of different camera resolutions, lighting, brightness.\n\nThe young man's camera, as it happened, was in the bottom right corner. With a bright green square around it, just in case he had face blindness or something.\n\nAs the webcam feeds loaded, the various participants did that thing where you try to make eye contact by looking at the screen, then look at the camera, then back to the screen.\n\nThe black guy in the top right presented an interesting contrast to the asian in the bottom left. They were both non-white, and had dark vests, but that was where it ended.\n\nTop Right had a shaved head, a plain black tank top, and a plain black baseball cap perched at a jaunty angle. The red label on the front said SOUNDWAVE SUPERIOR in white, sans-serif text. The tank top was clearly chosen to show off every bit of his impressive musculature, and the young man could see the man's biceps bulge as he stroked his bearded chin.\n\nThe Asian dude? If you turned him sideways you'd lose him behind a lamp post. He wasn't really wearing the vest, it was more hanging off him, like a clothesline. His long, dark, straight hair hunt in front of his face, and as he scratched his nose, pov could see the rings on the other man's fingers. The beard was thin and scraggly too.\n\nThe bearded, long-haired hippie type in the top-center wore a loose cotton - or hemp - shirt. There was a doorway with living room barely visible behind him, so he was probably at a kitchen or dining room table. He had green eyes, and his right fist pistoned frantically up and down, and the young man leaned forward in anticipation. _Wait for it. Wait for it..._\n\nAnd then he bought his hand up. With a Shake Weight.\n\nSeveral of the other participants groaned, and sat back. The young man just smirked. _Predictable. there's more fake pervs on here than real pervs. At least I got enough Content for Twitter. Or even a short video._ He twisted, let the chair squeak under him. _Maybe I could include it in a compilation?_\n\nHippie guy smirked at them. \"I'm sorry, what were you expecting? If you thought it was something naughty of mine, you'd need a much higher-res camera.\"\n\nA chubby girl in the center left waved shyly. She wore a yellow hoodie with a surprised electric rat's face on it. From the meme. Anime posters on the wall behind her.\n\nCenter was a dark square. There was some suggestion of a human figure, lit by the glow of the screen, but just barely enough to tell he or she was wearing a hoodie.\n\nCenter Right was a bald white dude in a purple tunic, with crossed bandoliers over his chest. He looked like -\n\nHe smiled. \"I'd like to call this meeting of the Injustice Society to order.\"\n\nTop Right shook his head. \"Nah, man, I'm pretty sure it was the League of Injustice.\"\n\n\"Nope,\" Bottom Center said. \"The Legion of Doom.\"\n\nShe was black too, but darker than Top Right, with her hair loose, curly, and natural. The light of the screen bounced off her glasses, and her lip gloss.\n\nThe young man would've given her a solid 7 out of 10.\n\n\"Also,\" he said, \"the line was something like-\" He dropped his voice half-an-octave. \"'_This meeting of the Legion of Doom will now come to order_.'\"\n\n\"Lex\" nodded. \"Got it. I'll remember that for next time.\"\n\nAnd that left-\n\nTop Left was a grey square, with one of those 'buffering' GIFs over it.\n\nTop Center crossed his arms and leaned back in his chair. \"Anyone know who our final guest is? And-\" He pointed down, toward the dark center square, and his dreads shifted a little. \"-our next-to-final guest?\"\n\nCenter Left shrugged. The electric rat's face rose and fell. \"Honestly, I'm waiting for a jump scare.\"\n\nThe goth underneath her smirked. \"Honestly, I'm _hoping_ for a jump scare.\"\n\nTop Left went black, then lightened up slightly. Lex said \"Finally.\"\n\nThe top half of the image loaded a second or two before the rest. enough time for the pretty, feminine face to register.\n\n_Nice cheekbones._\n\nAlong with the bare, full breasts, one of which was held in the woman's left hand. Some of the other gents in the grid pricked up their metaphorical ears, and started to grin.\n\nThen the bottom half loaded.\n\nThe woman had her hand around her cock.\n\nThe head was a bright, Day-Glo red. Same as her lips. It faded from the head toward the base, into a normal, Caucasian skin color.\n\nThere was an awkward silence.\n\nThe young man had two thoughts in quick succession.\n\nHe had seen, well, he had seen GIFs. And a few videos. There were usually tiny flaws. The waist usually wasn't quite narrow enough, the hips weren't quite wide enough, the breasts too round, not bouncy enough. But this lady...she was flawless. Completely and utterly indistinguishable from a regular woman.\n\nExcept, of course, for the penis.\n\nHis second thought was, _Youtube would demonetize this in a heartbeat._\n\nHis third was _Those surgeries must've been expensive._\n\nTop Center broke the silence. \"Well, now I feel _completely_ inadequate.\"\n\nCenter Left smirked, and looked down at her own admittedly generous chest. The rest of her was rather generous too. \"Not me!\"\n\n\"Is this live?\" said the young man.\n\n\"_I'm_ live,\" Bottom Center said. She tapped the bridge of her glasses, pushed them up her nose. \"I don't know about _her_.\"\n\nThe lady in the top left just kept staring, a vacant, half-absent smile on her lips.\n\n\"Yo, you there?\" The black guy in top-right waved his hand in front of the camera. \"Ground control to Major Long Tom!\"\n\nThe woman's eyes focused. She blinked. She waved with her left hand.\n\nShe wasn't actually doing anything with her right. She just had her pinkie and index around the base. Then she shifted her junk to her left. And then her right.\n\nLeft.\n\nRight.\n\nWhen the young man had been a young boy, he had gone to music lessons. He didn't know an A-Sharp from a Sharp copier, but he did remember the little triangle that rested on top of the piano. Tick, tock.\n\nA metronome.\n\nNome.\n\nNom.\n\nOmnomno-\n\nThe young man blinked, shook his head. When he looked back at the screen again, Top-Center and Center-Left both stared at their screens.\n\n\"Guys?\" someone said.\n\nTop Center flinched. Then he looked down, jumped in his seat, and knocked the webcam off his monitor, which gave the audience a nice close up of the keyboard.\n\nCenter-left hunched over her desk, one hand beneath it. She breathed faster and faster, groaning a little. Looked up, looked at the camera, absently smiled.\n\nThe young man thought _What the-_ \"When did you put on lipstick?\"\n\nThe chubby girl blinked. \"Lipstick?\" She touched her lips with her free hand, her left hand, looked at it. Nothing came off. She looked at the screen, leaned into the camera, pursed her lips. \"Huh. I don't even like orange. Much less Day-Glo Orange.\"\n\nShe was calm. _Way_ too calm.\n\nThe young man said. \"Hey. Hey! Listen to me. Focus. Why are you doing that?\"\n\n\"Doing what?\"\n\n\"With your chest. Why are you-\"\n\nHe looked up. At the top-left square. Where the woman still swung her cock in those lazy arcs, still held herself with her left hand. And a light dawned on the young man.\n\n\"Oh.\"\n\nThe black guy in the top-right said \"Oh, _what_? You know what this is?\"\n\n\"It's a prank.\" The young man crossed his arms. \"I don't know how they did it, but I'm guessing she's going to reveal her equipment next.\"\n\nBeat.\n\nCenter-left blinked, focused on the camera. \"Hmm?\"\n\n\"I said, this is the part where you check your pants and realize you have man-bits.\"\n\n\"I will?\"\n\n\"Yeah.\"\n\n\"Huh.\" Chubby girl scooted her chair back. Reached for the band of her sweatpants with her right hand.\n\nThey could already see the bulge.\n\nShe shoved the pants down, and there it was. Cockhead colored the same as her lips.\n\nShe didn't seem particularly concerned. \"Huh.\"\n\n\"That's it?\" the Asian Goth said. \"A cute little 'Huh'? You need a better script.\"\n\nThe girl didn't seem to notice. First she tried to pull the dick off. But -\n\nThe young man's cheeks flushed.\n\n-it didn't exactly succeed. Somehow, she ended up with her index and thumb around the base, her other fingers on her fat balls-\n\nLex said \"Is this real?\"\n\nTop Right shook his head so hard his hat nearly fell off. \"Can't be!\"\n\nBottom Center said \"It's supposed to be random!\"\n\n\"Then how are they doing it?\"\n\nBottom Center did the blade-handed thing. \"I don't...understand...when she put the orange lipstick on. We were watching her _the whole time_.\"\n\nThe Asian dude in the Lower Left shrugged. \"Maybe it's color-changing makeup. They make color-changing toy cars, why can't they do it with lipstick?\n\nTop Center's camera twitched. He flipped it around, to show his cock. With the bright magenta head.\n\nThere was general consternation from the audience.\n\n5/9ths of the audience.\n\nThe camera panned up. The face had the same same green eyes, same hair. The lips were magenta too.\n\n_A wig. It has to be a wig. And contacts._\n\nThe goth boy shook his head, like he was disappointed. \"These effects aren't as good. You obviously switched out the actors off-camera.\" He started clapping sarcastically. \"5/10, good effort.\"\n\nTop Center smiled, placed the webcam back on the computer screen. Rolled back so they could see more of him. Her? The new actor was a her, right? Were the cocks even real? If they weren't, the makeup was very realistic. Veins and all.\n\nBottom Left reached offscreen, took a drink of water. \"Sorry. I'm...I'm really hot, all of a sudden. I think...I think I need to...\"\n\nHis gaze went loose and unfocused. His mouth drifted open. \"I-\"\n\nHe licked his lips. \"I-\"\n\nHe passed his hand over his face. When it got clear, his beard seemed...thinner? Was there something wrong with his jaw?\n\n\"I-\"\n\nThat one was different, somehow.\n\nThe asian dude passed his hand over his face again. His face was definitely changing, and - had he been wearing lipstick before? Dark lipstick.\n\n\"I-\"\n\nHe looked down. His left hand reached for his shirt, squeezed the left side of his chest through his tank top. Then he reached down, slipped that hand under his shirt, and pulled it up so everyone could see his new, well, tit. And the flatness on the other side of his chest.\n\nThe black girl to his right blinked. \"Ex-cuse me?\" she said, to no one in particular. \"What _is_ this?\" She looked at the other unaffected people, who looked just as confused. \"No, seriously, what _is_ this?\"\n\nThe Asian man looked up. His jawline was different. Softer. And completely hair free. His lips were full and dark. Feminine. His tongue darted out, and he leaned back in his chair.\n\nThe black girl took off her glasses. Her hand shook.\n\nAsian guy pushed his chair back, and back, until everyone watching had a better view, until they could see his shorts. See him reach down with his right hand, and pull them down, until his cock bobbed into the air.\n\nThe head was black.\n\nHis fingers - with their black, stylishly chipped nail polish - wrapped around the base. He didn't look down, he just looked at the camera, and flopped his dick to the right.\n\nThen the left.\n\nThen the right.\n\nThis time, the \"I...\" sound a lot more like a woman's breathy moan.\n\nThe young man blinked, looked up one square, then back down. Not quite on the same beat.\n\nHis gaze eyes flicked to center square - still in the dark - and then, naturally, proceeded to the top right-\n\nThe black guy there had been wearing a shirt. Now it was rolled up, off his sleeves, hanging off his neck like a scarf. He still had the muscle definition, but there was an additional, y'know, _something_. Fat, maybe, padding.\n\nThe Asian guy in the bottom left? He filled his shirt a lot better now. Just seemed more _present_, generally speaking.\n\nIt was impossible. All completely impossible. Unless there was a top-notch Hollywood VFX team working to trick him. Hundreds, _thousands_ of\n\n_(heh)_\n\nman-hours. Of course, they could use it to trick other people, but-\n\nThe young man bit his lip.\n\nNo. Didn't work. They had responded to him, real time. The mo-cap tech for that didn't _exist_ yet.\n\nThe black guy scooted his chair back, his lips an attention-grabbing purple against his hazelnut-colored skin. Nice contrast. In the background, a dog sat up. Maybe he smelt something.\n\nAnd if it did exist, if it _did_, why use it on an elaborate porn prank? Did some freaky venture capitalist demand a proof of concept?\n\nTop-Right's tits were fantastic. More than enough to distract from the steady right-left-right motion of his dick.\n\nThe young man blinked, a shiver ran down from his head to his core, and his back hit the back of his chair. He ran his hand over his head, and stared at the ceiling. \"Dude, what the f-\"\n\nOn the center right, Lex moaned, in a decidedly non-masculine way. He worked his slimming fingers across twin bandoliers, found the releases, and let them fall to the floor. His chest poked out, and he took a second to grab himself before he tore open the purple shirt.\n\nThe young man turned away, like someone who had just been flashed. Without even meaning to, he looked at bottom center. At the girl whose lips and cockhead were a brash, unmissable, safety-yellow contrast to her dark skin. Back to Lex-\n\nShe bit her bright blue - almost aqua - lips, then they relaxed into a smile. Her new, full tits bounced on his chest, above his shrinking waist-\n\nWait.\n\nBouncing.\n\n_Why didn't I see it before?_\n\n_(did you want to?)_\n\nThe virus or spell or prank or whatever was moving in a predictable pattern. It started with the top left, then it moved to top center and center left, the adjacent cams. Then the top right and bottom left, then center right and bottom center. Maybe dead center was changing too -\n\nHis eyes flicked up. The square was still mostly dark.\n\n-but he couldn't see anything. The bottom line? Bottom right was next.\n\n_Me._\n\nHe squeezed his eyes shut as he ripped off the headset. It landed somewhere irrelevant. He just pushed away from the table, turned his chair away, stood up, turned around-\n\nThere was a mirror behind him. He had completely forgotten. And in the mirror, he saw something terrible. Something wonderful.\n\nHe couldn't actually see the person in the center square. Not properly. Just a vague, ghostly white almond shape, glowing in the dark, floating above a similarly glowing-\n\nHe didn't actually mean to turn around. It just happened.\n\n-another glowing cockhead. Like the person on the other end of the camera was under a blacklight.\n\nThe dick swung from side to side, left to right to left to right. He could almost - _almost_ - see the fist at the base, could imagine the empty eyes, the left hand-\n\nBut he didn't have to imagine, did she? He could see it with the other girls.\n\nThere was a video he had seen once. A dozen, two dozen metronomes on a suspended platform. They were off-sync at first, then they'd all, gradually, gotten in line. Including one last pink rebel on the right.\n\nThe hair, the skin color, the faces, even the bodies, might've been different, but they all\n\nlooked\n\nthe same.\n\n_Flop._\n\nthe same brightly colored lips\n\n_Flop._\n\nthe same cocks, with different colored tips. the same right-handed grip that flapped those cocks in eerie, metronomic synchronization\n\n_Flop._\n\nthe same half-vacant smile, on every face\n\n_Right._\n\nthe same left hand clutched to a full breast\n\n_Left._\n\nThere was something wrong.\n\nHe looked down. His left hand clutched the soft curve on the left side of his chest. His right hand was around the base of his cock.\n\nRight.\n\nLeft.\n\nHe stood up, pulled off his shirt and pants, tossed them...somewhere that didn't matter, sat down again.\n\n_I'm the last metronome._\n\nAt some point, some point in a far off future, they would all stop. The screen recorder would stop. The video would be exported, posted to as many sites as possible. Youtube. Liveleak. Twitter. Pornhub.\n\n_But I'm not pink._\n\nA tongue tipped in flourescent green traced over lips of the same shade.\n\nRight. Left.\n\nEspecially Pornhub.\n\n_Right. Left. Right. Left._\n\nand then...well, she'd see what _else_ she could do with ChattiBunch.\n\nENDF\n\n* * *\n\n# The Metronome\n  \n 2020 Nequ  \n CC By-SA-NC  \n Fan Stories/Fanart welcome.\n* * *\n\n* * *\n\nPart of my never-ending quest to write out new forms of needlessly-complex TF smut. Probably Reddit's fault somehow.\n\n_Potential alternate titles:_   \n 3x3  \n 3 By 3  \n The Power of Three  \n The Futa Bunch  \n The Changey Bunch  \n Smile and Wave  \n Don't Get Hypnococky\n\nI wonder what the SCP page for THIS one would be? Definitely a memetic cognitohazard. And a...genitohazard? How would you even contain it?\n\nNo, seriously, I saw a gif on Reddit. 9 gifs of a trans lady...actress, arranged in a grid. (I still have the Gfycat link, but the image won't display.) There was also that one hypnocock gif I saw either on Reddit or Tumblr, with a caption story underneath. I think the actress was Bailey Jay?\n\nSpeaking of which, I'm still not sure if she chose her new name so it would have the same initials as Blow Job.\n\nMy stylistic inspiration? Glad you asked. Jack Reacher and the Clifton Chronicles. And as is my wont, I went out of my way to introduce several minor writing style errors that would hopefully make you feel a little uncomfortable, such as violating \"show don't tell\" by showing AND telling, and not consistently hyphenating the labels.\n\nWriting music? Graham Plowman's Lovecraftian music on Youtube.\n\nAnd, of course, Color Theory. Y'all know how I love color theory. I knew I wanted to start with red, and have the POV end up green, but I couldn't get it the numbers straight. Until I realized I could just make the goth guy's color black. And, of course, the artificial colors emphasize how artificial the transformations are.\n\nIt's like poetry. It rhymes.\n\nMetronome icon by Freepik from [https://www.flaticon.com](https://www.flaticon.com)."}