Dr Jekyll & Ms Hyde (New Development)

by ItAFetish

Chapter One: Origins

Dr. Henry Jekyll , known around campus as “The Mad Scientist” for his outstanding,
yet unorthodox work in the DNA altering fields is a Professor at the University of
Edinburgh. His department was tasked with a project to synthesize a formula that’ll
create human super soldiers for the military. That was six months ago and all tests
have been utter failures. Failures resulting in madness and extreme aggressiveness.
Fortunately for Jekyll, all trials had been administered on rats.

Today, Jekyll had a meeting with the project investors to report his progress.
Unfortunately for Jekyll, little has been made to convince the investors to keep
his funding. The way he sees it, his project is over.

Jekyll returned to his lab to begin thinking up a solution. He needed to deliver

something. Every test resulted in high aggression. Looking over his notes he
noticed a pattern. Every formula had high amounts of testosterone, which if history
can tell us anything, is most likely the root of aggression.

“Estrogen!” Exclaimed Jekyll, “Its the counterpart to testosterone and lays

creations to the gentlest creatures on the planet, women. Perhaps if I replace
testosterone with estrogen, there will be no more aggression.”

Jekyll began working. Running numbers and calculating whether the estrogen would
even be compatible with formula in the first place.

Hours passed and Jekyll checked his math five times over. “I got it, I can
synthesize a formula tonight! But that rat shipment wont be in until next Friday.”

Jekyll thought out loud, “every day lost is a nail in the coffin for this project.”
Jekyll began to think, upset at both the fact that he missed his opportunity for
drinks with his friends and that he would be unable to test his new formula until
next week.

“What if…. No that is madness.” Jekyll thought out loud again, “I could always test
it on myself, that investor did say to think outside of the box.”

Jekyll began running calculations on a formula that would be enough for his body
weight. Jekyll is an average sized man. He runs periodically but not religiously.
He isn’t fit but isn’t overweight. He’s simply average.

“ONE HOUR UNTIL FORMULA SYNTHISIZATION” read the computer screen.

“Heck if I’m going to do this, I need to document it.” Said Jon as he dug out a
camera from his desk.

As the formula neared completion, he began hooking himself up to vital monitors.

BEEP went the machine indicating the formula was ready. Jon loaded the blue liquid
into a syringe and prepped a vein on his arm for an injection.

“It’s either now or never” said Jon as he stuck himself with the syringe. Feeling
the liquid flow through him. Jon was so nervous that the vital monitors thought he
was having a heart attack. After a few minutes he calmed down and waited to see if
anything would happen.
“Figures this would be another failure” Jon said to himself, “its been 2 hours and
nothing has happened. I would’ve even been happy if I went mad like the rats!” Jon
began to remove the monitors and turned the camera off.

*Ring* Jons message tone went off on his phone.

“A message from Michelle!” Jon read out loud, “lets see wha…… whoooa, I feel really
light headed and nauseated.” Jon ran to the bathroom and hugged the nearest toilet.

“I feel like I had some bad Chinese food, what the hell.” Jon said in between dry
heaves.

His hand began to sweat while gripping the toilet. As he let the bowl go he noticed
something different, his nails were getting longer and more oval shaped. Suddenly
his thought was interrupted by a sharp pain in his stomach.

“What the hell?” Jon asked himself. Another pain struck him. He suddenly had a
headache that wouldn’t let him think straight. His vision began to blur.

“Must be aggghhhg, a migraine” Jon said in pain. His whole body was in pain. His
average fitting pants began to tug on him, feeling as though they were getting
tighter. Jon pulled and tugged at the crouch to make room for his suffocating
member. *Pop Pop* Jon felt his hips push outward.

“Ughh what is happening?” Jon exclaimed in pain not noticing his shoes fall off his
feet in the struggle. With another *pop* Jon felt his lower back cave in further
pressing his expanding buttocks against his tightening pants. Jon felt his member
grow hard.

“What is happening?! Why does my boner hurt so much?!” cried Jon.

Body hair had been receding into his body all over and the hair on his head began
growing shaggier. Jon reached for his face as he felt it begin to tingle. It felt
as though bugs were running behind his skin as his face reshaped. Full lips puffed
out while his jaw got more narrow. His cheek bones rose and his eyes grew bigger.
At the same time Jons Adams apple crunched into his neck leaving it nice and
smooth. At this point, Jons hair reached his shoulders.

“Wha, uhh why do I have long hair?” Jon asked himself, his voice significantly
higher. Before he could even dwell on it anymore, the sides of his stomach caved
in, giving him an hourglass shape.

“Mmmhm” Jon moaned. The pain was beginning to subside and pleasure was beginning to
fill him.

Pressure began building in Jons chest. At this point, he was too concerned with his
painful erection to realize his chest was beginning to push on his shirt. Jon
reached down to stroke his member but as soon as he reached for it, two loud
painful pops erupted from his groin. Jon' testicals had just pulled into his body.

“No no no no no, this is isn’t happening, I’m becoming a chick?!” Jon said,
flustered with emotions.

Pain continued to erupt from Jons abdomen. He concluded his male organs were taking
on their female counterparts form. As Jons breast finished pushing off his chest,
he could feel his member get enveloped by an alien opening. The pain in his stomach
began to subside and Jon was left laying on the bathroom floor out of breath.

“What the fuck just happened?” Jon asked himself in his alien voice. “I need a
mirror or something, this can’t be real.” Jon stood up, feeling totally off balance
and walked towards the bathroom mirror. “Holy crap” exclaimed Jon, “I’m a woman! An
extremely attractive one actually.” Standing before Jon was someone who could be
mistaken for his sister. He, now she removed his button down shirt, revealing two
perfectly shaped breasts. She removed her pants to confirm her biggest fear.
Sitting where her penis used to be was a brand new vagina. Her body was toned. She
looked as though she worked out everyday to maintain a perfect physic. She had
beautiful red hair that extended just past her shoulders and deep blue eyes. Jon
was shook with emotions. On one hand his formula had worked, on the other, he was a
woman now.

With that last thought, Jon passed out in the bathroom.

Chapter Two: Addiction

Holding up the vial he looked at its purple contents. He could feel his heart
beating. Pounding in his chest as the anticipation grew. Bring the vial to his
lips, he could feel his penis growing.

“Well,” he said to himself, “here goes nothing.” He downed the vial with a
disgusted face.

“Wow that does not taste good,” he said with a sour look in his face, “not sure how
Robert takes that with a straight face.” Jon waited a few minutes and nothing
happened.

“Huh, guess it’s a bust,” he said with a frown, “well I knew this was too good to
be tr—ue.” Jon’s voice cracked and he cleared his throat.

“Wow wasn’t expecting my voice to craACK” he stopped noticing his voice cracking
more. Starting to feel warm and itchy he looked down at his hands. He noticed the
little hairs on his hands retracting.

“No way,” he said to himself. Quickly he got his phone out to record. While
reaching into his pocket he felt a prick.

“Ouch, what the hell?” He exclaimed pulling his hand out. Jon’s nails had started
to grow out. Then little pops started to attack his hand.

“Oh, ha, this hurts” he said trying to grip his phone.

Jon was now fully aroused. He could feel wave after wave a pleasure building up
inside him. He got up from the chair to head to the bed. While walking he started
losing his balance. He could feel small pops coming from his feet. As he made his
way to the bed, he felt a great pressure building up. He didn’t know it yet, but
his body was about to be hit hard by the transformation. Pulling out his phone
finally he turned on his camera and pointed it to his face.

“I’m going to record mYYY ahhh!” Jon yelled dropping his phone. “Oh fuck, I’m uh, I
uh am—“

He fell face first onto the bed. Pain and pleasure filling his body. Gurgling and
pops filled the air as Jon began his metamorphoses. His moans sounding more and
more feminine as he progressed.

He could feel his thighs gaining weight to them as his legs became shorter. Fat and
muscle dancing under his skin. Groaning in agony as his butt began to inflate and
his back straightened out.

“Oh my gosh,” he said between breaths, “it’s working!” Louder pops came from his
ribs as his torso shrunk down. Turning on his back he couldn’t help but reach down
a grab his throbbing member.

“My gosh I’m so hard” he said in a near female voice.

Stroking himself through his shorts and being smacked with waves pleasure. With a
violent pop, his hips forced themselves out. His stomach then caved in on the sides
giving him an hourglass shape. Gurgling and sloshing started coming from his chest
as a pair of breasts started to inflate.

“Holy shit,” he said out of breath, “her...they...COOOOOM--AGH...!!” Pressing

against his shirt he moaned loudly as he felt the growing mounds inflate. Just as
he was about to reach for one of his breasts, Jon felt his penis release. Only it
was no ordinary release.

“AhhAHH--” Jon gasped out in a voice fully female, “my penis!" Slowly each testicle
began to tug into his body. Gripping the sides of the bed he gritted his teeth in
pain as his penis started to retract. Just as it started his face began to move
around and shift.

“Nghhh,” he managed to let out as his face and penis shifted, “I can feel... her!"
Jet black hair started to force its way out of his head. His entire penis had
already retracted inside of him. The shifting in his face began to slow down as his
his eyes rolled back.

“Oh my gosh,” he was said in a voice not his, “I’m about to orgasm.” His entire
body shook as he felt himself start to black out. His vision fading as he heard
distance pops and gurgles coming from his stomach.

Sometime later Jon came back around. His tshirt and shorts stuck to his sweaty
body. He propped himself up only to feel a weight tug at his head and chest. He
brushed the long black hair out of his face to reveal breast straining his shirt.

“Oh shit,” he said, “it worked!” Quickly getting up, he got a head rush.

“Oh man,” he said sitting back down, “got up too fast--!!”

He reached for a bottle of water and immediately started to drink it. He noticed
his phone was still recording and saw he was only out for a few minutes. When he
turned the camera to himself, he gasped.

“Holy crap,” he said, “I need a mirror!”

Going to the bathroom he was shocked. Staring back at him was the most beautiful
woman he had ever seen. He took his clothes off and just stared at himself. Feeling
every curve and detail of his now her body.

She had an athletic build, thin waste with amazing hips. Breasts not too large but
perky. A butt built from running and squats. She was perfect.

He looked at himself in the eyes and just muttered “Danika.”

He turned the shower on an immediately washed his sweat and dried seaman off.

“Oh, ha ha” she said to herself in the shower “I am Danika alright!”

Chapter Three: Protein P

“Oh wow,” Danika said to herself, “this feels so real!”

Danika was feeling her body up in the shower. Marching at the fact that she was
literally just a man a few minutes ago.

She finished up her shower and got a hotel robe on. She remembered her phone had
been recording the whole time and immediately ran to get it. She turned the
recording off and sat staring at it.

“I should just delete this,” she said to herself, “I can’t let this get into the
wrong hands.”

Danika contemplated it for a second but decided to wait on it. Looking at herself
in the mirror, she dropped her robe. Her perky breasts screamed to be touched. Her
new vagina asking to be touched.

“Well...I’m a woman now,” she said, “might as well give it a whirl!” She got onto
the bed and reached down.

“Ah! Ahh! AHHHH!” She screamed sometime later, “that was insane!”

Danika's body was convulsing from the orgasm. It wasn’t as strong as the orgasm she
had when transforming but it rocked her to her core nonetheless.

“Wow haha,” she laughed, “that worked up an appetite.”

She threw the robe back on and called for room service. As she waited, she turned
on the TV. It was strange, although her body was changed she still felt like Jon.
Her mind wasn’t any different. Even when she was aroused, she still felt like Jon.
Her mind continued to drift when she heard a knock on the door.

“Must be room service!” She said to herself. Getting up from the bed, she got a
sudden head rush.

“Woah,” she said trying to balance herself, “must’ve gotten up too fast.” Walking
towards the door she started to feel warm but dismissed it as nothing more than
slight arousal.

“Hi,” the hotel worker said, “I have an order for Danika?”

“Oh yes,” Danika cooed, “that would be *ahem* me.”

Her throat suddenly got scratchy and she tried her best to clear it. The hotel
worker was in complete shock seeing the literal goddess standing in front of him.

“He-here you go ma'am,” he stuttered.

“Ha ha, tha-nk--” she paused hearing her voice drop a little, “thanks!”

She immediately closed the door, feeling flush. She started to feel pricks coming
from her hand. Looking down she noticed hairs starting to appear.

*gasp* “I must be changing back,” she said hearing her voice sound a little deeper.
Placing the food down on the table she walked to the bathroom.
“Oh my,” she said feeling her arousal shoot through the roof and her hand running
down to her goin area, “I need this.”

As she started to massage herself, she noticed her hands felt rough. Bringing her
soaked hand up to her line of sign she noticed it was much more masculine. Nails
were retreating and her fingers were getting thicker.

“Oh fuck,” she whispered, “this is so hot.” She continued to play with herself when
she suddenly felt a jolt move through her body. Spasms started to rumble in her
thighs and breasts.

“Ngh. Guess my time is up,” she gritted.

Pops and scrunches started to come from her body. Her limbs grew to their normal
length as her hips started to narrow. She could feel her butt start to deflate. Her
arousal continued to shoot through the roof as she massaged her swollen vagina.

“Ah. Th-ngh,” she said in pleasure and pain, “this is wild.” Bubbling could be
heard as her left breast started to deflate.

“Ah!” She screamed, “I-ah can’t...uh breath.”

Her left breast was violently sucking in as her right breast started to jiggle. She
reached for her bubbling breast. Shocks of pleasure were running through them as
they receded. Wet pops continued to echo as her torso broaden and her ribs returned
to normal. Her hair was receding as her face started to crack and contort.

“Oh, uh th-is,” she said in a voice between hers and Jon’s, “this is unreal.” Her
hand started to feel her vagina engorge. A growth started to protrude from the
folds signifying Jon’s penis was about to make an appearance.

“Oh crAHp,” she said in orgasmic pain, “here it comes!” Her hand shift from
massaging to pumping as his penis continued to grow.

“Yes! YES!” She screamed in a voice not fully male.

Her hair had completely receded and her face was changing much more violently. Her
moans became muffled due to the changes rocketing her once perfect face. What was
left of her breast quickly became Jon’s pecks.

*POP* could be heard as a testicle forced out of her (now his) goin. Wet pops
started to slow down as Jon’s face emerged from the contorted mess.

“It’s almost over,” he said out of breath while still furiously working his penis.

Spasms from around his body started to slow down when about *POP* came signifying
his other testicle re-emerged. Suddenly his body seized up. He could feel the
orgasmic tsunami about to hit. His penis erupted while Jon shook violently and
blacked out.

He came to his senses sometime later. His body was sore but he didn’t mind it. He
climbed to the sink and looked at himself in the mirror.

“I’m back,” he said in a tired tone. “I definitely need to try this again!”

Chapter Four: Close Call

After walking Michelle out the door, Jon ran back to the room where he opened a
small hidden cabinet and pull something out.

“Finally, Friday afternoon,” he said to himself looking at the small vial in his
hands,
“Michelle is on the way to the airport and will be gone for the weekend, that means
Danika can come out and play!”

Not wasting any time Jon open the vial and downed it’s contents. “There!” He
exclaimed, “now we wait, in the mean time I’ll prepare some things.”

The elixir usually takes a few minutes to start so Jon figured he would start
getting things ready for his weekend in. Just as he was about to open his secret
drawer he heard the door opening.

“Knock! Knock!” Michelle called out, “omg you won’t believe it Jon, I forgot my
passport,” she said walking to the kitchen laughing.

“Babe can you help me find it, I thought it was in my purse.” Jon quickly hid the
empty vial and closed up the drawer.

“Hey.. hey babe!" Jon said with a grin, “what’s going on?”

“Haha I just told you silly, I forgot my passport, can you help me find it? “Jonle
asked pulling Jon in for a kiss.

“S-sure,” he said with a flinch but kissing back. Jon was in trouble, Jonle was
back and he had already taken the elixir. He was on borrowed time.

“Do you remember where you last saw it?” Jon asked nervously.

“Hmm, I thought in my work bag but I just checked and it wasn’t there. Can you try
the room for me please?” Michelle asked Jon.

“Yeah sure” he said bolting to the room. “We need to find this passport quick!
Wouldn’t want you missing your flight!”

Making his way through their room trying to find the passport, he started to feel
his body warm up. He could feel his penis begin to press against his pants as
arousal began to consume him.

“Oh no” he said to himself. “It’s starting.” Jon began to quickly rummage through
everything, desperately trying to find the passport as quickly as possible,
fighting the urge to touch his hard member.

“Come on, come on,” he whispered to himself, “it has to be here somewhere.”

“Hey babe, found anything?” Michelle asked from the other room.

“No, not ye-et,” Jon said with a crack in his voice, “Fuck!”

Feeling even more flustered, Jon reach into Michelle's work blazer and felt a
prick.

“Oh fuck, what was that,” he said pulling his hand out.

“Wait a second...” he said noticing his nails had started to grow longer, “Shit!”
Jon reached back into her jacket and felt the passport.
“Yes, there it is!” He exclaimed, “Hey babe I fou....” Jon stopped mid sentence as
a rocket of pain hit his insides.

“Hey, did you say something babe?” Michelle asked walking into the room.

“Ye-yeah” Jon said with a little bit of pain in his face, “here it is.”

“Jon? Are you alright?” Michelle asked with concern.

“Yeah, heh, I’m fine,” Jon said trying to paint a smile on his face. “Somethings
just up with my stomach.”

“Well here, let me take a....”

“No!” Exclaimed Jon, “I’m fine, you’re going to be late for your flight.”

“Wha-what do you mean you’re fine?” Michelle asked in confusion, “clearly you’re
not, I can hear your stomach gurgling and sloshing around from here.” Audible
sounds coming from Jon could be heard as he tried to put a brave face.

“Michelle, you need to go. Like, now!” Jon said feeling the itching of his body
hair receding and the bones in his hands and feet starting to shift.

“Goddamnit! You’re going to be laaaate” he said with a crack in his voice. Clearing
his throat he reached out to hand Jonle her passport trying to hide his growing
nails and shrinking fingers. She was just staring at him, confused but aggravated.

“Look I don’t know why you’re so eager to get rid of me Jon,” Michelle started to
yell,“but if you got some bitch coming over that you don’t want me to know about,
then fine, I’ll go.”

“It’s not that,” Jon whispered, starting to feel a wave of pleasure and pain
coming.

“Yeah, whatever Jon,” she said snatching the passport from his feminine hand. “I’ll
text you when I land in Ontario, maybe then you can have a normal conversation.” As
she was walking towards the door Jon came running straight behind her.

“Michelle, please wait,” he said feeling the transformation getting ready to hit
him full force, “Please, just sto...” he stopped, grabbing onto the kitchen table
feeling all his muscles tense up and begin to shift about, letting out audible
moans.

“Go to a freakin' doctor and make sure you’re not dying,” Michelle said slamming
the door behind her.

As Jon’s bones and joints continued to pop and shift, he lost his strength in his
arm and fell to the ground letting the transformation take full effect. Cracks and
pops came from Jon as his arms and legs began to shorten.

“Oh fuck,” he moaned to himself in a voice not exactly his, “that was waaay to
close.” Jon’s moans continued to get higher and higher as his hips began to push
out and his thighs began to gain weight.

“Oh my god, oh my god,” he whimpered in a near female voice,“this hurts so much but
feels so fucken good.”

As Jon’s butt and thighs started to grow, they filled out his joggers forcing his
penis to press harder against the fabric.
“Ugh, I uh, I need to finish before I fully transform," he said in Danikas voice as
he crawled towards the bedroom. His bottom half dragging on the floor sending
sparks of pleasure through his body.

As he reached the bedroom, Jon’s face began to cramp as jet black hair forced its
way from the top of his head. While pulling himself across the floor his face
squished and contorted with audible snaps and pops until Jon was unrecognizable.

“Ah, almost there," he said out of breath. His ribs and spine popping painfully.
Wheezing and reaching for the bed with his fully feminine hands, he realized he had
no more strength left.

“Oh man,” he said to himself flipping onto his back, “this is it. Almost on cue
great pressure filled his chest as mounds of flesh began to strain his sweat soaked
T-Shit.

“Here they come,” he moaned as he started to rub himself through his strained
joggers, “just need to finish, almost the-eh-ere.”

Jon’s penis erupted into his joggers soaking them leaving him in a whirlwind of
thoughts and pleasure. His breasts continuing to grow stretching his shirt to the
absolute limit.

As he lay on the floor, he felt extremely light headed from the orgasm, as if he
were about to pass out.

“Oh shit. Huh, what is happening,” he asked himself, lost for a second.

His questioning was cut short as spasms erupted from his torso. Lifting his shirt
he saw his stomach cave in on the sides.

Another spasm coming from the crotch signified that one of his testicles was about
to pull into his body. Coughing loudly and in extricating pain his testicles both
forced themselves into his body with a wet slurp.

It felt as though his insides were being torn apart. Shifting and moving lifting
and deflating. His entire inner anatomy was becoming female.

“Uhh, just one-uh, just one more thing,” Jon said reaching for his deflating penis.
“I can feel her feelings now.”

Jon felt a mountain of pleasure coming. He stroked his member until it fully
disappeared into a newly formed vagina.

“Oh fuck, here it-uh, here she comes,” Jon moaned loudly as his hips bucked,
“Danika...”

Jon's eyes rolled back, and everything started to feel far away. Some time passed
before the newly formed woman could gather herself. Loud moans began to soften.
Small feminine limbs began to feel about.

“Ohhhh wow,” sighed Danika. “That was probably the best one yet.”
She smiled happily knowing she had the next 12 hours to do whatever she pleased.

“Oh Jon, I see we really made a mess of ourselves this time,” she said looking down
at her soaked joggers. “But I guess it’s fine since Jonle almost caught us”

Getting up Danika had to take a moment to catch her balance and walked to the
bathroom. Turning on the shower she began to undress.

“Becoming me always leaves a mess,” she said admiring herself in the mirror.

“Ha! If you got some bitch coming over that you don’t want me to know about,”
Danika said mocking Michelle, “oh baby, you don’t even know,” she said winking into
the mirror.

Chapter Five: Night Club Escapade

Danika wasn’t going to let a little mishap keep her from taking full advantage of
her night out. Opening up her and Jon’s secret drawer, she pulled out some outfit
ideas before settling with a silver dress.

“This one is perfect,” Danika said to herself, “will definitely get me some
attention.”

She was a social person, but had no desire to hook up or make long lasting
relationships. She was still Jon, just with different ideas and a totally different
body.

After finishing up her makeup and pulling her dress over her tight athletic body,
she took a second to admire herself in the mirror.

“Oh damn i sure am a knock out,” she said smiling to herself, “I’ll eventually
introduce Jonle to this side of me, but once the time is right.” Not long after she
received a message stating her Uber has arrived.

“Show time!” The night had been good to Danika. She mingled as she usually did.
Made friends and took lots of selfies for Jon.

“Hey mind if I refill your drink?” A man asked.

“Oh! Well sure if you’d like,” she said with a smile. “A beer is fine.”

“I’m James,” the man said stretching his hand out.

“Danika,” she said with a smile shaking his hand. The two went off into
conversation for a while.

She had no need to buy her own drinks as many eager men wanted to try their luck
with the goddess in front of them. Danika would always respectfully decline the
invitation but it made her blush every time. She really was enjoying Jame’s
company. He seemed very genuine.

“So, I should have asked this before,” James said, “but are you currently seeing
anyone? I didn’t see you here with anybody.”

“Well,” Danika said with an awkward smile, “I actually do have a girlfriend that I
love very much. She’s just out of town on business this weekend.”

“Oh I see,” said James, “well no reason we can’t continue a friendly conversation
right?”

“Absolutely no-oot,” Danika stuttered feeling a tug at her throat. “Haha, excuse
me!”

The two continued on with their conversation as usually but something felt off with
Danika. She was beginning to feel warm. At first she brushed it off as the alcohol
but started to notice other things. While James was talking she looked down and
noticed her nail polish was starting to crack.

“Oh no,” she said under breath, “it can’t be time already.” She looked up at James
who was still talking.

“Hey, I’m sorry to interrupt but I actually have to go,” she said with a frown.
“But it’s been amazing chatting with you.”

“Oh um, was it something I said?” James mentioned, “can I at least get your
number?”

“Let me see your phone,” she said grabbing it from him and punching in something,
“that’s my Instagram, we can be friends there,” she said feeling a familiar
pleasure building up.

Dashing to the door she quickly ordered an Uber.

“Damn, 2 minutes away,” she said to herself starting to panic.

“Calm down girl, you got this,” she whispered to herself, “if you could handle
becoming me in front of Jonle, you can handle becoming Jon in front of a stranger.”

While waiting, she began to feel pricks coming from around her body. Body hair was
beginning to push through her skin. Looking at her hands she noticed they had grown
much larger now and her nails have shrunk back completely.

*ding* Her phone went off signifying the Uber had arrived.

“Oh thank goodness,” she said to herself as she shuffled to the car. Climbing into
the back seat, she tried to position herself to not be seen by the driver.

“How’s it going?” The driver asked.

“Not to bad,” Danika said in a raspy voice. She could feel her vocal cords
thickening.
Trying to avoid as much contact as possible Danika pulled out her phone. As she was
scrolling through her social media she began to feel her stomach pulsate. Squishing
sounds could be heard coming from the back seat.

“Everything alright back there?” The driver asked.

“Uh, oh yeah I’m go-od,” Danika said, the last part of the sentence dropping to a
much deeper voice.

Looking at her legs she noticed her golden skin was becoming lighter and hair was
filling up. She could feel her feet pushing through her heals as they grew back to
their male proportions.

A sudden gurgle came from her left breast as she noticed it start to deflate.

“Oh man, big ticket items are going,” she thought to herself. “If this driver
doesn’t speed up he’s going to meet Jon.”

Doing her best to hide her deflating breast she tried to focus on things to maybe
slow down the transformation. Even knowing that was impossible, she still tried out
of desperation.
Then a feeling started to hit her. Light moans started escaping her mouth as a
building pressure came from within.

“Ohhhh,” she whispered, “oh no, it’s about to hit hard.”

Closing her eyes and focusing on other thoughts she felt a sudden jolt. She couldnt
take it and let out much louder moans in a mix of male and female voices. Loud pops
began to echo through the car. Looking down she noticed her thighs were losing
their womanly shapes.

“Hey lady?” The driver asked, “are uh you okay?”

“Uh, I-uh, I’m okay,” she said in a deeper voice, “are we almost there?” Pops could
still be heard in the back seat.

“Uhm yeah,” the driver said, “just a couple more blocks.”

Trying to keep it together Danika forced a smile and kept the moans down to a
minimum. Although still going full force, she was able to ignore some of the
changes coming about.

As the Uber driver pulled up to the house, Danika wasted no time getting out.
Fumbling for her keys she felt another wave of pleasure rock her body. Her vagina
began to pulsate. She forced her way through the door and slammed it shut behind
her.

“FUUCK!” She screamed out, tears filling her eyes, “how did I lose track of time?”

Falling onto the couch she felt the last of the changes coming. With a wet sloshing
sound her right breast sucked back in and her athletic butt deflated. Tossing and
turning with pain, she felt her face lift and expand as it began showing Jon’s
features once more. His masculinity exploding all over the once female body.

Deep moans began to fill the air as large pressure from Danikas pelvic area began
to to pulse. With a wet slosh, Jon’s penis began to form. Small at first, but
quickly gaining length.

“Oh my god!” Danika said in Jon’s voice, “Here he comes!!”

Reaching down to the growing member, Danika could feel the changes in her face
slowing down. Her once form fitted dress was stretched and torn. A slight tugging
could be felt as her long jet black hair receded into her scalp. With a pop once of
Jon’s testicles popped out, followed by the second. A wave a pleasure began to
follow as the transformation came to an end. Jons eyes rolled back as his penis
exploded.

After a few minutes he gathered himself and walked into the bathroom. Looking in
the mirror he could see Danikas ruined makeup. The torn and tattered dress that he
had no reason being in. Her empty bra that once supported her magnificent breasts.

“Wow, I’m a mess,” Jon said to his reflection, “time to shower the night away.”

Jon undressed and walked into the shower. He stopped and glanced back at a small
vial on his counter top.

“Until tonight” he said with a smile.

Chapter Six: The Transformation

Anticipation overwhelmed me as Jon finally clocked out for the weekend. It was
Friday and Jon was going to spend my weekend with her. Walking to his car, Jon hid
his erection under his coat. Starting the car Jon could feel his hands shaking.
Every Friday was like this, overwhelming excitement making it hard to focus on even
the most simple of tasks. Rush hour traffic would mean 20 minutes until Jon got
home. But that’s okay, the prize is worth it.

The entire drive my penis knew what awaited at home and would not let off. There
were even points when Jon looked in the rear view mirror and saw her green eyes!
The excitement was so much Jon was starting to see things. Jon pulled into the
drive way and wasted no time getting into the house. Walking in Jon immediately
walked to the kitchen to grab that bottle of wonders. A bottle capable of
unleashing that beautiful minx -- Danika.

Opening the bottle, the smell fills Jon's nose only causing an epic erection to
press harder against his pants. She is so close at this point...within reach.
Filling a shot glass with that magical clear liquid, Jon quickly down it with no
hesitation. It will take some time before the effects took place so now prep work
could be done.

Walking to my bathroom Jon quickly undressed and hopped into the shower. Washing
away the day , preparing for Danika's arrival. It’s in the shower that Jon start to
notice the small details. Body hair retreating, nails growing, his usual short hair
becoming shaggy, and of course his erection standing tall and proud. Giving into
euphoric feelings, Jon released himself for the time hoping to help with the
erection. But like his teenage years, it came right back ready to be stroked once
more.

By the time Jon finished with his shower, long nails had grown to be past his
finger tips and his hair had grown to Jon's shoulders. The time to finish his
preparations was running out. While drying off, Jon felt the first bones pop. Even
though he feel nothing but pleasure at this point, bone and muscle movements still
made him uncomfortable. Laying on the bed , Jon could feel his testicles start to
build with pressure. This is where the mixture of pleasure and pain are
indistinguishable.

Rubbing lube on my hand, Jon started to stroke his penis...slowly this time. Jon
liked combining the pleasure of the transformation with orgasmic releases, which
made it even more enjoyable. More bones start to pop, this time more intense. As
Jon's legs start to shorten, he can feel his hips start to press out. Over the pops
and cracks all that could be heard are his groans. Groans no longer fully a man,
but was now a mixture of male and female. Jon moaned as he felt his thighs begin to
grow, which tried him to orgasm once more, only this time Jon felt a testicle
completely deflate. She was closer than ever. Jon's hands begin to slim. Cramps and
pops and flesh squirming was evident all across his body and Jon felt it. He
noticed his hair was much longer and an auburn color.

Flipping from his back onto his hands and knees, Jon felt a building pressure in
his back. With a loud crack, Jon's back straightens out sending waves of pain and
pleasure through his body. Pressure was filling Jon's lower body as his butt
expands to a heart shape. Flipping back over Jon began to vigorously pump his
penis. As he was stroking, Jon began to feel his face crack and contort. Jon
started to see...to think through Danika’s eyes. Jon's right testicle began to
deflate and rise up into his body as the left one prepares for release. Still
feeling his face change, a familiar pressure begins to build in Jon's chest.

Letting out a loud moan in Danika’s voice, Jon finally release the last of his male
seed. Just like the first testicle, the second begins to rise and Jon's penis loses
its once proud erection. Slurping sounds coming from Jon's goin and chest can be
heard over the moans of his now female voice. Jon's right breast begins to grow in
first followed by the left. At this point it’s hard to breath. Jon had to focus or
he'd pass out from lack of oxygen.

Both breasts growing and his penis retracting created an unbearable arousal. Jon
played with her budding breasts and what’s left of his penis sends shockwaves of
pleasure through Jon's body. Just as soon as it began, it was over. There lay
Danika. intoxicated from the tremulous pleasure of orgasmic transformation... lost
in her thoughts.

It took a few minutes to gather herself and find a nearby mirror. Looking back was
a bombshell with auburn hair, pouty lips with a button nose, and striking green
eyes. Perky DD breasts complimented her athletic figure. Danika was back! Pulling
out her phone, she started looking for things to do. There’s a bar having girls
night. Opening her closet to find something to wear for the evening she smirked. “I
wonder what would happen if I drank the entire bottle...”

Chapter Six: