Transformation Story: Leaving Womanhood Behind
Commissioned by CrazedHuskyDragon is this little story of a woman desperate to leave humanity behind, and decides to smuggle something away to allow her to do it.
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Leaving Womanhood Behind for CrazedHuskyDragon by Draconicon
It was the day when everything would change, and Mira felt that it had been long enough in coming.
The human woman set the stolen test tube down, looking at the swirling over-sized amoeba within. She knew what it would do to her; the experiments with the organism had been well studied, and she knew most of her co-workers would call her crazy for wanting something like this. They, however, didn't know what it felt like to live in a body that wasn't her own, and one that felt...wrong at all hours of the day.
Despite everything, despite all her plans, she couldn't help but take a moment and consider what she was about to do. As soon as she let the creature out, as soon as she took it into her body, she would not longer be...human. For that matter, she wouldn't be female, either.
"Heh, not that that matters, anymore."
Mira shook her head. No. Her mind was made up. She was going to go through with this, no matter what the repercussions might happen to be. The little worried voice in her head could go suck a dick; she was going to get what she wanted, and screw the rules.
Grabbing the vial again, she carried it to the bathroom and set it on the soap-bar in the shower. Taking a deep breath, she ripped off her clothes, tearing them apart rather than taking them off orderly. Each piece of clothing torn apart was a reminder of old life that she was leaving behind, and it was a subconscious reminder that she was burning all of her bridges. There would be no way back after this, and she didn't want to chicken out at the last second.
It was something that was a risk, despite all of her dreams. Nobody who'd been in contact with the organism had been able to describe how it felt. What if it hurt? What if it scarred her for life? What if it -
She silenced herself, not daring to listen to anymore of those negative thoughts. Tonight was Mira's last night, one way or another. That was all that mattered.
With the shreds of her bra and panties on the floor, she stepped into the shower. The porcelain was nearly freezing beneath her feet, and the chill almost had her jump back out. She forced herself to put both feet down, take another deep breath, and then reached for the vial.
She swore that the creature was turning to look at her. There was no way to tell, of course; the organism wasn't that developed, and didn't have eyes. Yet, she swore it knew what was about to happen.
"Alright...let's see what you make me."
Uncorking the vial before she could have second thoughts, Mira upended it over her head and threw the vial off to the side.
No turning back now.
It was so cold at first, as the creature flowed like water down her back. Kept chilled for minimal activity and awareness, the creature was rapidly warming up as it slid down her back. Mira laid her hands against the shower wall, feeling it creeping down her back. It left a strange trail of slime behind it, and she curled her fingers against the wall as it slipped lower and lower.
Heading for the biggest source of heat. Which is, of course...
She spread her legs, and the amoeba pulled itself over her ass cheeks and down between her thighs. There was the briefest moment when the cool creature was laying over her pussy like some sort of living dam, and then it slid inside.
It was just as cool and just as pleasant as she had imagined. Mira nearly collapsed, and would have if she hadn't already braced herself against the wall. The creature was sliding deeper and deeper inside of her, and she could already feel its effects. Her skin was smoothing out, the bits of body-hair that had started growing in since her last shave falling out to land around the drain. She curled her toes as the fat around her hips shifted, enhancing her ass while making the hips themselves a little slimmer.
As the creature slid in further, Mira felt the breath squeezed out of her lungs as her waist suddenly cinched in, as if she was pulled inwards by some invisible corset. Her eyes rolled back in her head a bit, forcing her head back before she could look down again.
Things were progressing quickly. Where her skin was hairless, she could already see that other changes were coming in. Her slightly tanned stomach rapidly paled, turning nearly white, while her legs and her sides darkened, becoming nearly black in tone. It stopped near dark gray, which she felt was a bit of a pity; black tended to be so much more slimming than a simple dark color.
Eventually, she felt the last bit of the creature's chill fade away as it reached a place just under her heart. It was probably somewhere near her womb or something like that; she had always heard other women speaking of a child growing under their heart, so perhaps that was where the organism had gone. She wasn't sure what was going to happen to it by the time this was over; she hoped not to have the same anatomy for it to slide out of.
The next stage started very quickly, and Mira blushed as she looked at her chest, feeling her breasts shrinking inwards. It was like some great vacuum - and likely it was the creature, feeding off of the fat - was pulling them inwards, both pulling the skin taut and making sure that the fat and tissue wasn't a problem anymore. She blushed at the pleasure that it brought her, looking at them as they slowly shrank, from her generous Cs to Bs, and finally As before going flat against her chest.
Yet her nipples did not shrink. They were still just as big as before, and Mira blushed a bit as she was tempted to touch them. She held back, though, particularly as she felt a tingle running down her spine to just above her ass.
She looked over her shoulder just in time to see the dark flesh part to allow a tail to come through. Mira smiled, a pleasant quiver running through her body at the sight of something so utterly inhuman. The creature was doing its job well; the further from her original body she could go, the better.
The tail pushed out of her, slowly but surely, making her need to adjust her balance again. Her skin had changed almost completely, with the dark gray running over almost her whole body, save for a strip up from her pussy to her face, and a set of 'gloves' along her arms, ending just below her shoulders. It was an amazing feeling, to see herself as something so different, but she wondered -
"AH!"
Groaning at a sudden headache, Mira reached up and pressed her hand to her forehead. It almost felt like poking herself in the eye, and she grimaced as she slowly pulled her hand away. Instead, she probed at her forehead, and gasped as she realized that a new eyelid was forming there, shocked at the development. That was most definitely new.
As her new, third eye opened, the headache shifted towards the top of her head. Reaching up a bit more carefully, she gradually felt a pair of bumps in her hair push further and further upwards, gradually forming into horns. She was a bit surprised at that, and it held her attention even as her ears shifted up the sides of her head, becoming almost deer-like as they were narrow near the base and swelled up after a short time.
Ignoring a soft crunch along her shoulders as they swelled outwards, Mira directed her attention towards her crotch. She could feel the sudden surge of energy down there, and she wondered how it would -
"Mmmph!"
She nearly fell again, and this time did slide down the wall as her pussy suddenly seemed to explode with arousal. A squirt of her own juices slid down her legs, and she had to squeeze them together to keep from falling. As a result, she had a perfect view of her clit, slowly pushing out from her sex.
It was an amazing process. She wondered if men felt like this, when they were getting hard, but the thought was rapidly pushed away as her new shaft was filled with the most pleasurable tightness. With every new inch that emerged, it felt like it was a tube of meat that was wrapped in too tight a layer of skin. It felt jammed to bursting with nerves and pleasure, and Mira moaned out louder and louder as it kept growing and growing from her crotch.
Her fingers twitched towards it, but she didn't care touch it. The feeling of air passing over it from its own growth had nearly knocked her to her knees. The tightness, the amazing squeezing feeling it had as it thickened and grew, left her gasping and moaning.
No, it left HIM gasping and moaning. Mira realized that her slit, her pussy, was gone. In its place was this...thing, and beneath it, a rapidly growing pair of balls. They didn't grow huge, not like his new shaft, but it was very, very new to feel something like that rubbing against her thighs.
Finally, the shaft seemed to finish growing. At a glance, he'd guess that it was at least eight inches, perhaps even as much as ten, but he had no idea of whether that was right or not. He'd need a tape measure to be sure. But it was a big cock, and certainly a fine sample of maleness...though it did mean that the creature was stuck inside him now.
The tightness in his cock suddenly doubled, the circumcised shaft suddenly throbbing upwards. Mira thrust his hips several times, hard, pumping them against the air as it felt like a great, tight ring of flesh was being yanked upwards along his cock. It tingled everywhere, and he grit his teeth at the feeling.
Staring down, he saw the white flesh rise up along the base of his cock head, covering the pinker flesh a bit, then a bit more, then a bit more again. Each time the tug went up his cock, increasing that tightness, that tingling need, it covered a bit more of the tip, leaving him feeling more...natural. More complete. The creature Mira was becoming liked it, and he slowly reached down and grabbed his cock.
The sensation of a hand there was more than he could take, and he finally fell to his knees. He came hard, spurting his load against the white porcelain walls of the tub, even as his new foreskin covered the tip of his cock completely. The tightness was there, but not quite as bad, as he leaned forward, panting and gasping for breath. The feeling of afterglow was so...different as a male.
As soon as he recovered, Mira - or whatever his new name would be - jumped out of the shower and moved to stand in front of a mirror. The results were startling, and he slowly turned in place to admire his new self.
While his hips and waist were still very feminine, he could see that there were numerous male bits as well as his new cock. The shoulders, though looking like armor pads, were thicker, and definitely looked more masculine. Still, it was clear he had a femboi body, and his bigger ass was not something masculine at all.
Still...
He smiled.
"I like it. I like it a lot."
Now he just had to think of a name.
The End