A pair of stories revolving around young explorers into an old, abandoned house, and the alterations that are bestowed upon them. Two girls find their way into a kitchen, and after one eats a strange fruit which changes her anatomy, they succumb to new feelings for one another. When two guys explore the master bedroom, one is transformed into a more suitable partner for his friend's hidden lust.
Length: 10,700 words.
This work of fiction contains adult material and explicit scenes of sex, including detailed scenes of gender transformations, perverted possessions, first times, and more. For mature audiences only.
David heard rustling behind him and turned around, and immediately the picture from his grasp fell to the floor, cracking with the impact of a sudden drop of shock.
Michael was still next to the vanity, as David remembered, but he gasped as his friend was doing something unimaginable in front of his eyes. In the few moments that he had been looking at the photograph, Michael had taken off his shirt, and was proceeding to clamp another garment around his bare torso, which happened to resemble that of a corset!
"What the hell man? What are you doing?" David asked, confused to why his friend was putting on a feminine clothing item in the middle of a deserted house.
"David! I can't..stop it!" He watched on as Michael wrapped the fabric around his midsection, reaching behind to tie the strings to secure it around his abdomen. His arm muscles bulged with a resisting force to stop his own hands from continuing on, but they wouldn't respond. "Something is doing this to me!"
Michael cried out in fear as his own limbs betrayed the impulses from his mind. Even as sweat formed on his forehead, and his lips quivered from all the confusion, his body moved with an entirely different grace, as if someone else was controlling it. The fingers expertly slipped the strings through the holes in the back, with the experience of countless lacings and knot-tying.
When his involuntary hands reached the middle of the waist-clincher, they encountered a problem. Michael's abdomen was simply too large for the feminine garment to be tied in the back, and they pulled harder than he thought possible. He winced and yelped out, tensing his jaw, as a searing pain spread through his waist. And he watched, helpless in his actions to prevent it, as the small gut of his stomach receded before his eyes, fading away behind the restrictive fabric, reshaping it into something much more feminine. Now able to tie the strings, his hands continued to move up the back, pulling in his waist even more to secure the garment.
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Published June 11, 2012
Erotica, Literature & Fiction.