Object of Transformation

Transcript:

Inside the changing room, Dean examines the necklace. From what the seller said, it was a picture of some Asian girl to increase his chance at romance. While silly, he tries it on.

It’s not so silly the moment he gets a headache. His entire body gets fired up, and almost immediately he can feel his curly hair straighten and unnaturally cascade down his arm. Every ounce of hard muscle disappears as he grows shorter, and at the same time fat starts to multiply. Blotches of somewhat tan skin flood his ebony body, giving more pronunciation to the changes. He stumbles on the floor, feeling his thighs widen. Looking back, he sees one of the fattest asses he’d ever seen, but the headache makes him shut his eyes.

His chest tingles as his tits grow, and below his penis is reducing to nothing. It goes inside, and from there, starts to form a tight little pussy with ovaries and a womb at the end. He, or rather she, moans in a high-pitched tone.

Her form is abundantly smaller than before, and two gigantic boobs stick to his curvy core. Makeup thickens her new eyebrows and makes her eyelashes more noticeable as her hair refines itself, leaving her forehead open.

She finally opened her eyes, surprised at how her lips are perfect for dick sucking and how bubbly her gasps sounded, but the headache remains. Her light-skinned body, naked, materializes a neon blue and orange bikini. A black scrunchie goes on the wrist of her left hand. Mentally, she feels more and more lightheaded as confusion is replaced with fun thoughts. Thoughts of spreading her ass open, massaging her breasts, men fucking her in every position, drizzling her bodacious body with spunk.

Demi opens her eyes. Wondering why she’s still here, she walks out to the pool. Finding her seat and towel, she sits down. The bimbo looks at a few passing men, licking her lips and thinking about how big their cocks could be. One actually walks up. He’s tall and thoroughly muscular. Curling her hands into balls and raising them up to squeeze her chest, she flashes a horny smile.

It’s not a permanent transformation, technically. She’ll transform back if she takes the necklace off, but when would she?