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“Temporary transformations! Now on sale! Get yours at a Dream-Life near you!" the sign blared out, its pre-recorded voice sounding tinny. Another video changed on the billboard on the side of the stall “Want a permanent change? Look no further than Dream-Life! Dream-Life: Bringing your dream to life!" The small mall kiosk had attracted hundreds of customers in its first week. Now there was a steady stream of clients, each looking for a change into something else. Bottles lined the shelves, as a series of injected elixirs were stacked on the small kiosk, as well as a few other kinds of solutions. The employee was all smiles and waves, her form resembling the newest “Sylvan Goddess" line, with long pointed ears, short black hair and an almost elfin look to her face.

“You can do this" Darren thought. He held the large black bottle in his hand. “Just go up and ask. That's all. You aren't a thief. You found it. No reason for her to think you stole it! Just do it! Go!" The tall young man in his early 20s walked up to the counter, his short cropped hair sticking to his forehead with sweat. As he approached, he saw the employee answer the phone, and began to talk into it. When he approached the counter, the young woman smiled, held up her hand and finished the conversation quickly.

“Yes, yes, they're perfectly safe. You can even check out our website, Dream-life.com. Yes, with a hyphen. I actually recommend you order from there if you're nervous about buying out product online, as it comes in a non-descript box and is delivered to your home. And if you order over $70, the shipping fee is waived. Well, you're welcome. Oh, my personal favourite? Ooh, tough call. Sylvan Goddess has some great features, but the lion's roar has some good options. Have a great day. You're welcome, and thank you too! Ok, Bye!" she hung up with a smile and turned to face Darren. “Sorry about the wait there. My name is Sasha, what can I do for you today?"

The nervousness took over Darren's throat. His mouth dried for a split second. Then he swallowed and answered. “Uh, well, I uh, found this." He said, putting the large bottle onto the table. The Dream-Life logo was clearly emblazoned on it, as was the words “If found, return to Kiosk". But most interestingly, there was a new logo on the bottle. “Demon Juice".

Sasha clapped her hands in excitement. “Oh, wow! Congratulations!" she said excitedly. Her hand flew to a key ring she kept at her waist, and she selected a key that opened a large cabinet. She pulled a gift basket out and set it on the table. It was filled to the brim with all sorts of temporary transformations, from “Wolf's Howl", to “Hellspawn's Delight". And to top it off was a $300 gift certificate to the kiosk. “I heard that I'd be the one to give out the basket, but I had no idea it would be this fast." Seeing Darren's stunned look, she laughed. “Oh, right, should have explained. You won the Dream-Life Demon Juice sweepstakes! Able to turn any transformation up to 11, this product is designed to augment all of our current products to the next level. The juice's effects are dependent entirely on where and how it is applied! And you get the first bottle, and another one in the basket free! Don't forget to read all the instructions carefully! No telling what might happen!" The excited employee smiled and posed, holding her hand out “You're a lucky man Mr…."

Darren shook himself awake “Uh, Andrews. Darren Andrews." He said at last, taking her hand in his. A small camera drone took a picture.

“You won all this?" Jen asked curiously.

The gift-basket, its contents now spread out across the table sat empty. The contents, on the other hand, were the object of Jen's curiosity. Over twenty different boxes lay strewn out on the table in front of her. Three injection transformations, and five oil transformations stood out alone amongst the rest of the ingested elixirs. Each box held enough for two transformations. And to top that off, there were the “Acclimator" transformations first. Not to mention the bottle of Demon Juice and the certificate. Jen put her hands on her hips. At 21, she was surprised when her boyfriend brought home the prize. Looking at it all, she couldn't help but feel a little….excited. Nervous too admittedly. But more importantly, she looked at this like a kid at a candy store. The possibilities were endless.

“Uh, yeah I guess. I mean, I didn't mean to. The bottle just rolled into my feet. I picked it up. Didn't really have to do much." Darren replied, earning himself a playful punch in the arm. They both looked at the pile. “But yeah. Over $400 of stuff, plus the Acclimators. Not including the juice. And the certificate. And we got signed up for the new 'unleashed realities' monthly package for life. It'll give us the newest products as they come out." Darren smiled as he put the small card down on the table. How lucky was he? All this, just for finding a bottle at the mall!

Darren's thoughts were interrupted by Jen grabbing the one of the Acclimators. She rushed past him into the bedroom. “COME ON, LET'S TRY THIS STUFF" she shouted as she ran. Darren sighed, grabbing the other Aclimator. He opened the box slowly and pulled out the instructions. “First time users need to use this in order to register legally with Dream-Life. Acclimation not only tells us what your base form should be, but allows you to enjoy the rest of our products safely and legally. Make your Dream your Life!" He looked through the rest of the directions. Small nano-bots would attach to his brain stem and release hormones to reshape his basic human body into a form of his design. They'd stick around forever, living off of the excess fat he'd already be consuming in his daily life, and they'd work to keep him in this pristine physical shape. They'd also be able to trace his location if he tripped any security sensors while transformed, allowing Dream-Life to stay completely legal. The real reason no one but the richest acquired these transformations, the Acclimator, a retail value of well over $2000, was necessary for the rest of the product line to work.

Jen had already disrobed, and was looking at the instruction pamphlet. Her long brown hair tucked itself behind her ears as she read the instructions, the small bottle of Acclimator in her hand. “Ok. So, we drink these, wait the minute for the bots to get to where they need to go, and then boom! We can reshape ourselves. Hmm. Says here if we ever want, we can buy a Re-Acclimation serum for $50 to change ourselves again. Might be fun!" she said the last bit with a wink. She raised the bottle to her lips, when all of a sudden Darren had an idea.

“Wait!" he said. She stopped, the bottle mere seconds from being devoured. He smiled “Let's plan out what we want. Make sure that we end up with forms we like, not with ones that we came up with in the spur of the moment. Let's make this count." Jen nodded. And they began to plan.

Thirty minutes later they both sat on the bed, completely nude. Jen was trembling in anticipation. So was Darren. He looked at Jen, her eyes locked on the bottle in her hand. He was hard as a rock, and he could tell she was turned on as well, her nipples hard enough to cut diamonds. Then he pulled her to him for a split second, and kissed her passionately on the lips. They parted and he looked her in the eyes, confusion spreading over her face. “For luck." He said. She shoved him lightly again. Then they tipped the bottles down their throats.

Jen could feel ever nerve in her body tingling. Almost to the point of pain and not quite pleasure, her entire body felt like the circulation was just returning to it. Everything tingled. A look to her left confirmed that Darren was in the same state, he breathing becoming laboured. Suddenly, as quickly as it had started, the tingling stopped. Jen smiled. She closed her eyes, and pictured her new self.

The first thing to change were her teeth. Permanently white, and no longer crooked, they were the perfect teeth she had always wanted. A small thing, she realized, but something she had always wished to fix. Next, her body became toned. Gone was the slight bulge to her belly, and now the faint outlines of muscle were apparent. Next, her modest C breasts turned into Ds, perky and perfect in every way. The small barbell piercing in each nipple grew even heavier, as their sensitivity increased. That was almost enough to push Jen over the edge, but force of will held her back. Her back! She almost forgot! Her muscles there grew, enough to keep the new additions from hurting her in the long term. Then her hair changed. It grew another foot and stopped there. Now halfway down her back, her red locks straightened themselves, and lay flat on the bed. The next changed happened at her crotch. The red hair there fell out like the rest of her body hair, never to grow again, as her clit grew slightly more sensitive, and her G-Spot increased in sensitivity as well, her tunnel lengthening as well. With another thought, she willed away her menstrual cycle. Only bad things could come of that. She added a few more minor details, her eyes becoming a piercing light blue as opposed to her simple brown, scars disappeared from her body, and as the last change finished, her legs growing slightly, and her curves filled out. She looked over to Darren's side of things, and couldn't help but smile.

Darren groaned in pleasure as his previous 5 inch shaft grew to an impressive 8. His balls increased in size, and he stopped, proud with what he saw. Then his muscles filled out. The slight pudge disappeared as a six-pack replaced it. He looked at himself in the mirror, making sure that he didn't get too huge. He felt himself grow slightly taller. His facial hair stayed, and with a thought he doubled its growth. His pubic hair slowly faded to a small patch at the top of his groin. That would be best he thought. With a thought, he sterilized himself. No need for any risks. Period. And lastly, he changed his hair too look like he preferred, short, neat, and perfectly parted. As the tingling slowed as he willed it away, he collapsed to the bed, feeling a bit exhausted.

Both breathed heavily, neither one willing to say anything for a few minutes. Finally Jen spoke up. “Wow." She said, looking down at their new bodies. “Just….Wow." She lifted her left breast with her hand and let it drop. It barely did. “This is….us now. I suppose." She looked back at her boyfriend who was just barely coming off the effects himself. He stood up and lifted her up, and carried her back into the dining room.

The boxes lay strewn out on the table. “There's so many." Jen thought. “Where do we start?" Her eyes scanned along the table until she saw it: Sylvan Goddess. She grabbed the box with a squeal “Dibs!" she shouted and ran into the room. Darren chuckled. He looked through the boxes lined up. And then he saw it. “Classic Edition, Wolf's Howl". He smiled as he picked up the small box and carried it with him into the bedroom.

Jen had already downed the serum, her ears elongating, her features slimming and becoming more angled, and her breasts rising on her chest slightly. She shrank about six inches, becoming the perfect height to be tossed around. Her hand slipped to her naked crotch as she played with herself. The heat between her legs was slowly turning into a raging inferno. She looked up and smiled, as he ripped open the package and drained one of the two vials. As he began to itch, he realised he had forgotten to warn her what was in store for her. “So, who's afraid of the big bad wolf" he said as his eyes turned yellow, and he slowly began to grow.