9Dec2021
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Looking for Advice (4)

Hi guys, it’s Bea again.

Just wanted to respond to some of your comments before turning in for the night.

“Well, I’m glad you’re not alone among your friends who is going through this program. And if Alleya is any indication, you’ll be looking quite beautiful yourself after the procedure. You’ll have to be sure to check on your other friends who are in the program.” – BLZBub

The Program selected students by lottery from all around the area. Unfortunately, not many of my close friends were chosen. And due to the Program’s guidelines, I am prohibited from interacting with any of them until I change back. This is part of the Program’s policy of separating our ‘normal’ and ‘adult’ lives to reduce psychological stress.

And yes, Alleya’s adult body did turn out quite lovely. It is not uncommon at all for Hyper Puberty to produce superior physical specimens. In fact, she sent this to me just a little while ago.

“Just wanted you to see some of the Pajama’s I bought. Feels naughty! XOXO” – Alleya

Honestly it has me a little worried again to see my friend acting suddenly so bold as to wear something so adult. Does she not realize what her body looks like now? I think she might be a little intoxicated by the effects of hyper puberty. But then, her parents have always been the kind to spoil Alleya rotten. With her newfound confidence, she no doubt intends to experience every aspect of being a woman.

“Good luck. Don’t forget who you are. You’ll be a great adult” – Ashmander

Thanks so much, Ash. I have to admit that this has weighed heavily on my mind since I met Alleya this morning. I was sort of afraid that the Procedure would turn me into a different person. In a way, I think it has. My body has been transformed into a grown woman’s body. My mind certainly cannot remain the mind of a young girl.

“now you can compare yourself with Alleya au pair!
I’m glad the process went perfectly, I hope you can teach your sister a lesson in humility.
in my opinion you should hear if you have friends who have participated in the project, go out together and have fun” – jojo93able

I have to admit, when I looked at Alleya’s e-mail I did feel compelled to measure myself against her and I was a little annoyed by how confident she seems. I guess I might be a little disappointed to be honest. This body is not bad at all, but it wasn’t exactly what I was expecting. I’m rather short for one and somewhat on the ‘thicc’ side as they say online. I have a rather fat bottom. I don’t know, perhaps I am being selfish wanting more?

“Wow Beatrice you grew into a real beauty. And your body is incredible! Did you expect to become so attractive or was it a complete surprise? Would you say your great new body is a side effect of the procedure, or genetically were you always destined to grow into this? If the procedure takes a while to come into effect, do you think more changes might happen to you?” – Keyser

Why thank you, Keyser! It feels quite incredible as well!

While I’m not exactly surprised how I turned out, I can’t exactly say I predicted it. The women in my family are not unattractive, but it is very unlikely I would grow into this naturally. I have to thank Hyper Puberty for my superior looks and physique.

So it is a little strange to be complimented when the woman you see before you is a product of science!

“Just try not to rub it in your sister’s face, envy can be an ugly thing. As for how to use your energy, adults usually work out. So if your parents have some exercise equipment, you can use those until you can get some gym clothes and go to the gym.” – BLZBub

The thing is, it has always been difficult being Valerie’s sister. But I was so hungry for her approval that I didn’t understand that until I came back from the clinic today. How to put it? When I came home in this form, all of her mean words and deeds suddenly felt so petty and small.

Don’t misunderstand, I don’t resent Valerie as I am now, I just . . . don’t want her melodrama to interfere with my time as a woman.

I am a little worried however. My sister holds grudges. I’m sure she will bide her time until my hyper puberty fades and I return to my natural form. Which could be trouble for my normal self later.

I did decide to take your advice about exercise. Luckily my dad bought some exercise equipment a few years ago that he keeps out in the garage, and my mom has some workout stretchy workout clothes that I don’t she’d mind if I borrow. Honestly, they only ever seem to use them for a couple of months after Christmas each year, so I don’t think they’ll mind.

The Program Guidelines list many benefits to vigorous physical activity. Although my fitness is a product of science, exercise will help my brain to acclimate to its new form and prolong my Hyper Puberty by stressing my adult body to maintain heightened hormone levels.

And of course it just feels good.

In fact working out felt incredible. Testing my body was eye-opening to say the least and incredibly satisfying compared to my formerly puny self. My newly enlarged and densified muscles purred beneath my mom’s lycra workout clothes and it wasn’t long before I was soaked in my own sweat.

My ass especially turned out to be amazing. A huge amount of my muscle mass is concentrated there and I could feel it work and clench powerfully as I followed the exercises in the Program handbook. I quickly grew soaked with perspiration and could feel little rivulets of sweat slithering down my pillowed cheeks. The sensation was rather thrilling!

But most astonishing was my almost limitless stamina. I really had to work hard to exhaust myself. Each time I felt like I was about to reach my limit, gasping for breath and shaking, I would break through with another surge of energy and feel compelled to keep going. My shaking would cease, my breath would deepen, and I would push myself further again.

My adult cells felt like they were on fire, but it hurt so good. My body loved every moment of pushing until I found its limits. I just couldn’t stop until finally I felt my body reaching a contended state of exhaustion. I was totally drained yet totally satisfied with myself.

After working out, I was soaked in my own sweat. My adult body reeks much more intensely when dirty. Or maybe womanhood had enhanced my sense of smell. But in any case, I peeled off the workout clothes without delay and took another shower to wash away the filth.

But this time, showering too was different. The sensations were much heightened after working out. There was a warning in the hand book that exercise could create a heightened state arousal, but I didn’t really understand what that meant. What it mean was that the water hitting me, and my hands touching myself as I washed, caused waves of tingles to spark all across my skin.

I get really worm while I washing, much warmer than the water alone could explain and so I . . . well . . . I was curious about something and decided to experiment. I noticed that my nipples had swollen up and become a little sensitive. So I adjusted the water jets so that they would hit hardest on my breasts and after I sense of build up . . . I felt the surging feeling again!

Not as strong as when I changed, but enough to make me cry out and throw my hands against the show wall of balance. I really wanted to make it happen again, but I decided it was best to wait for now until I understand my body better.

My parents were home by the time I emerged from my shower and had brought takeout for dinner, so I dried off and put on my mom’s bathrobe.

I didn’t see Valerie, but I’m sure she’s skulking somewhere and I have to imagine she’ll be furious if she catches a glimpse of me.

So here I am now, laying in bed like a guest in my own home. The luxurious guest sheets caressing my equally luxurious skin. I think I’m going to sign for now. Can’t wait for tomorrow.

XOXO – Bea.

HarpyBy:
8Dec2021
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Looking for Advice (3)

Hello everyone, it’s Beatrice again.

As you can no doubt guess from my last post, I went ahead with the procedure despite my earlier misgivings, and well, this is me :

Honestly, I didn’t know what to expect, but now I don’t think I could be more pleased. It’s hard to describe, everything feels . . . like . . . new and stuff. Everything is different. I am different. I’m both excited and still a little frightened as the world changes around me, in response to me.

I have been changed for several hours now but my heart is still pounding. My stomach is full of butterflies. I’m still a little lightheaded. It’s a little tricky to type right now, I’m not used to my hands, so please forgive any spelling errors.

As I type this update, I am sitting in my family’s guest room. My parents have closed up my bedroom and put away my childish things so that I can live the next two weeks as much as possible as a real woman. This was a recommendation made by the Program’s guidelines. Participants are advised to create a mental ‘space’ between their normal and adult selves.

Honestly, I can see now why this would make things easier. In fact, it is for that reason that I would like everyone to stop thinking of me as Beatrice, I go by just Bea now, which I think sounds much more mature and appropriate for a young woman.

Today is day (0) of the Program which is calibrated to last for two weeks or most of our inter-semester break. Day (0) is designated as an acclimation day and is a period for us to familiarize ourselves with our new bodies and their capabilities.

But first I want to describe how I got here.

At the heart of the Program is the Procedure. I have been calling it just the Procedure, but fully it is known as Hypo Precocious Developmental Therapy or HPDT. HPD Therapy uses a special form of radiation to induce a state called Precocious Hyper Pubescence, PHP, or ‘Hyper Puberty’.

Naturally occurring cases of PHP have been studied in the past and are believed to be caused by encounters with bursts of cosmic radiation. However, these naturally occurring events are highly unstable and reversion usually occurs within a few hours. The Procedure stabilizes PHP so that the effects last much longer.

When I had the procedure done, I was seated in a special examination chair and a burst of radiation was fired at me from a device that looked like a dental x-ray machine. Instead of x-rays, however, I was bathed in an intense blue light that caused my skin to prickle.

I was surprised to learn that the procedure was not instantaneous, I required a five-minute dose before I began to feel my body changing.

The first thing I noticed was my stomach start to sort of growl and my inside shifted a little uncomfortably. A pressure built just above my pelvis as my reproductive system began to experience Hyper Puberty and then all at once a rush of warmth spread out as my uterus began to release sex hormones into my body.

I gasped for breath as my body surged. It happened so quickly, the hormones were telling my body to become a woman and my cells, nourished by the radiation, quickly began to multiply, building my body and reshaping my tissues into a mature form.

I was suddenly incredibly hot and sweaty, soaking my hospital gown as my body first stretched out and then began to fill in. This was really the scariest part of the whole procedure as my body was incredibly confused by years of maturation spontaneously happening to it.

My small flat butt clenched up involuntarily as my glutes began to develop under the influence of my hormones. I could feel my ass expanding until each butt cheek was larger than my entire bottom moments before. My hips cracked painfully and then my vertebrate crackled and popped one by one as my spine elongated.

In my chest I could feel the energy concentrating, pushing against my child form. First, my nipples hardened painfully, then they began to soften as they swelled and softened, tough fibrous mounds pushed them outwards. They were soaring at first, and painful, but with each passing second my little bee stings budded into grapes, and then ripened into tangerines, before swelling into full round melons. With each moment they grew warmer and more pleasant until my childish cries were replaced by deep feminine moans of delight.

It was so distracting that I hardly even notices the other changes racing to completion. My voice deepening and my lips grew pouty as my face remolded itself, shedding immaturity. My short mousy hair spilled down past my shoulders in a darkening waterfall and I felt an itching where my body was a developing hair under my arms and on my privates.

The radiation began to fade as the machine was turned off, and in a final wave, my body surged towards completion. Strength filled me as my muscles melted away the remaining puppy fat on my stomach and molded my thighs and calves. My breasts seemed to heft themselves a little higher as my pectorals swelled beneath them for support.

All at once the heat that filled my body broke, I spasmed, arching my spine and clenching up all over. I cried out in an unfamiliar voice as a deep sense of release blanked my mind. It was totally terrifying but also strangely exhilarating and when sense returned to me I felt a deep sense of satisfaction.

Although, oddly, I think I might have let out a little pee when it happened as my groinal area felt sort of wet and it was starting to soak uncomfortably into my hair down there. When I asked the doctors about it, they referred me to the Program’s manual. I’ll have to read up on the part they recommended.

When I first stood up, I was totally disoriented. Not only was my body bigger and a different shape, but the way I related to it had also changed completely. Everything from strength to my balance, to the way my legs moved when I walked, had subtly or not so subtly changed.

I felt both heavier and lighter at the same time. My greater size was offset by my much greater strength but I wasn’t used to the momentum of my new limbs.

Other things were different as well. I felt strangely more aware of not just my body, but my surroundings too. I noticed the individual medical machines in ways that I had not before and found myself casually reading the name tags of the doctors and nurses at a glance. This too is a side effect of PHP, causing the brain’s plasticity to drastically increase, allowing me to quickly adapt.

A good thing too, as I needed to acclimate myself to walking once more. Anyways, once my procedure was completed I was released to the custody of a Program nurse who performed a baseline physical, provided me with some basic garments, and escorted me home.

My family was waiting there to greet me and sign all of the paperwork. Basically, the Program requires my parents to sign off confirming that I am in fact their daughter and granting me partial legal emancipation for the duration of my Hyper Puberty.

I have to see that both my mother and father were very surprised to see me and I found myself feeling much like Alleya must have when she was talking to me. It was not that they didn’t believe me, but they were astonished by how significant the change was, and, this is a little embarrassing, my mom said she could hardly believe how beautiful I had become!

Of course, although my parents seemed to be taking it very well, even our dog Poilu was happy enough after sniffing me, someone else in the house was not.

That person is my older sister Valerie. Or rather, my ‘younger’ sister Valerie.

This is probably the most complicated part of things on my family side. Valerie is a year older than me and has always been a bit of an early bloomer while, up until today, I was just the opposite. This means our sibling relationship has often been strained to say the least as she has often been impatient with me. Even worse, she has often resented me when our parents made her be nice.

No, I will say it honestly, there are times when she has been a bully to me.

But now, despite being a little disappointed with my mature height, I am merely five foot two as an adult, I still stand several inches taller than my sister who is on the taller side for her age. My body is that of a woman while hers is still a child’s and with my new attentiveness, I can see the complicated feelings crossing her face as our parents explain how things are going to be for the next few weeks.

Is it wrong that I feel a little pleased with this reversal?

I don’t want to be a bully to my sister, of course, but I feel Valerie missing out on the program by a year while I get to be a bigger sister for two weeks is something she deserves.

I think the best revenge will be to live an amazing two weeks as a woman while Valerie can only watch and wait and hope for the day she can enjoy adulthood naturally.

I wound up spending quite a bit of time talking with my parents. We had a lot to go over with the nurse before signing all of the paperwork. Valerie got bored, or maybe she was just irritated about having to call me Big Sister, and wandered off to her room.

After everything was finished up, I unpacked in the guestroom and went to take a shower and wash off the sweat from the procedure. I was given a basic bag of toiletries, everything essential that I will need to care for my new body. But for this first time, I just scrubbed myself in soap and stood in the jets and steam.

It’s a little embarrassing to tell you all this, but I really couldn’t stop touching and exploring myself while I stood under the shower. I was surprised by every new curve and contour of my flesh. And I was even more surprised how right they felt. I’ve never been very aware of my body before today, you know, but now I am intensely aware of it. And my body feels like this other me. Do you know? It’s part of me, but also it’s own animal, and it’s confused by why it has suddenly inexplicably flourished. It doesn’t know what to do with its new strength and neither do I.

That’s actually why I started writing. It was either write or pace the guestroom like a caged animal. I just have all of this energy right now. And also impatience. I don’t want to waste any of my precious time.

Just a little while ago my parents told me they were going shopping with Valerie. I think they wanted to get my sister out of the house before she starts to sulk. Maybe getting out of the house would be a good idea. But I’m now I’m not sure what I would do.

I’ve never had so much energy inside me before. But when I was frustrated I would normally go burn it off at the park. However, I don’t think the park managers or the Program staff would be happy with a grown woman misusing the playsets.

What do adults do with their excess energy?

I can do whatever I want, but I can’t seem to choose.

HarpyBy:
20Nov2021
Age Regression
  • November 20, 2021
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Two (Commission) – Ch 6 – lostandwhatever

Series commissioned by ageunknown404 (formerly known as Silverman13), originally published on my Patreon.

Continued from Chapter 5.

Greyson didn’t want to talk, didn’t want to move, didn’t want to be here at all. He wanted to check out of reality altogether. Waking up had been a mistake, clearly. He yearned for some kind of unconsciousness.

“Come on, Greyson. Let’s get you cleaned up.” It was his mother. She was not about to let him sleep in. He could lie in bed doing nothing, but she would probably just carry him to the bathroom. He would rather not be carried, so he gathered up his courage and sat up to face the day.

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19Oct2021
Age Regression
  • October 19, 2021
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VR AR or IRL – lostandwhatever

Originally published on my Patreon.

“Her name is Wendy,” Brian said, stroking the computer case. “Say, hello.”

“Hello, Wendy,” Adam said, addressing the machine.

“Oh, hello,” said a woman’s voice from the speakers near the monitor. “How do you do?”

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10Oct2021
Age Regression
  • October 10, 2021
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Two (Commission) – Ch 5 – lostandwhatever

Series commissioned by Silverman13, originally published on my Patreon.

Continued from Chapter 4.

Greyson woke up gently the next day. For the first time this week, he felt as though he had gotten a good night’s sleep—no nightmares, no waking up suddenly, just a night of rest.

He lay there in his bed, enjoying its warmth and softness, feeling almost content. For the moment, his worries had not yet caught up with him, and he was in no hurry to allow them back into his life. He consciously avoided looking around or trying to examine his body. He did notice that his ankle was no longer sore. He wondered how long he could lie there. How long until he had to face this new reality?

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25Sep2021
Age Regression
  • September 25, 2021
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Orphaned (Side Story) – lostandwhatever

This story was prompted by a patreon request from an earlier poll, a side story set in the Orphaned universe featuring some male AR. Enjoy!

Just as Johnny was about to come, his phone rang.

“Shit,” he said between panting breaths. He leaned over and picked up his phone. “Damn.”

“What?” Kristen asked, looking up at him. “Who is it?”

“It’s my girlfriend. Just stay quiet.”

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18Sep2021
Age Progression
  • September 18, 2021
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The Kinky Wizard’s Ring – Ch 2 – lostandwhatever

Continued (at last) from Chapter 1. Originally published on my Patreon.

Hello,

It’s Mo again. Sorry for leaving things on a bit of a cliff-hanger there. Let me finish up what I was saying in the last part.

Quick recap: I have a magic ring stuck on my finger. There’s a wizard’s spirit living in the ring that can magically transform my body anyway he wants. (Yes, that sentence is both true and totally insane.) At the end of the last part, he had turned me into a little girl, and I had been called in to work a shift at the coffee shop. Let’s see how that went.

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25May2021
Age Regression
  • May 25, 2021
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THE ALTERER

“Well fuck” Mary exclaimed as she shut off her laptop, “I might as well be the only person who has failed school during the pandemic”

Mary Hammonds was in no way dumb or stupid; she was just one of many people who had a deficient attention span and got distracted easily, other than that, she was quite above average in intellect. She was in her senior year and she had just failed her physics class due to not listening to the class for the whole semester therefore not being able to complete the exam she had forgotten about.

She got up from her chair and jumped on her bed to nap her emotions away. As she laid on the bed she looked at the mirror in her closet, Mary was what many would describe as a stick, she was super thin and was in shape but she had no assets such as big boobs or a big bubble butt which was what many boys found attractive.

“Mary, come down here immediately”

It was Julie, her “mother” but Julie was just the young and attractive wife of her father. After the death of her mother, both Mary and her father felt empty, both of them spent nights crying alone. While Mary continued having problems about losing her mother, her father got over it faster and met a girl named Julie. Julie was only 6 years older than Mary who was 18 at the time and half the age of her father which bothered Mary. She was understanding of her father’s choice; not everyone mourns the same way and pace, her only problem was that Julie was the human embodiment of the term “Bimbo”. She had platinum blond straight hair that reached down to her large silicone breast that Mary guessed was around triple D, her ass was so large she kept hitting and breaking vases and glasses, her waist was even thinner than Mary’s waist, who was underweight and thin by default. The only reason Mary kept up with her was that she believed Julie to be way too simple-minded to have and malicious intent for her and her father.

She got up and headed out of her room, as she was going down the stairs, her eyes slid to the photo frames of her late mother and old family photos. She remembered the day her mother took her to the village in France she grew up in, it was soo long ago that she could not even remember the name. It was a town in the middle of a forest, in many ways it looked like a medieval village with a few dozen huts, everybody knew her mom and they were all like a family. There was especially this old lady that she remembered vividly, she looked like what she always thought the grandma in the red riding hood looked like. She had given her a locket during her mother’s funeral. Now that she thought about it, she never looked at what was inside the locket.

“Mary are you coming, I don’t have much patience left,” said Julie while looking at her from the end of the stairs, “I have something urgent to tell you”

“Yes I’m coming,” said Mary, “What is it that is so important that you wanted to tell me”

Julie took a few paces before she started talking, as she moved, her boobs and ass bobbed non-stop, “So Mary, the thing is this, I have come to the decision to leave your father because he doesn’t have the things I need to be fulfilled”

Mary froze, at first, she was happy, the women who reminded her of her dead mother and also the fact that she lacked everything that would make her “sexy” in the eyes of the boys at school, would finally go but then she thought about her father, he did really like Julie for some reason and she did not think her father would be at a very good spot after Julie left.

“What’s wrong with my father, he is the nicest and the sweetest man and father ever, he even paid for your latest boob job” exclaimed Mary, “Just because we are economically struggling does not mean you have the right to just leave because he can’t pay for more surgeries”

“Oh sweet Mary, how innocent you are,” said Julie as she cupped her enormous boobs, “A woman needs to be pleased and your father’s little crayon can’t compete with my new boyfriends’ tree trunk”

Mary just stood still, she could not comprehend the fact that she was so self-absorbed that she can’t even have empathy for her father or even Mary.

“Just leave, you have no right or reason to be here anymore”

——————————————–

It had been 2 hours since Julie had left, as Mary sat there thinking to herself, she heard a knock on the door, it must have been her father.

“Honey, I’m home, where is Mar…….oh hi Mary, how are you?” said her father in his usual cheery tone, as he took off his coat and hanged it on the hanger.

“Dad, she left, she won’t be back,” said Mary with actual worry in her heart, a worry of how her father would react, “She said you could not fulfill her need so she left you for another man”

Mr.Hammonds was a simple man, his goal in life was to be happy and nothing more. He studied hard and met the love of his life in college. He graduated to be a lawyer in a local law firm and married his soulmate. They had a very happy marriage and it only got better when they had a daughter which became one of the most important parts of their lives. Mary was their jewel and their heart. Sadly their happiness was cut short 3 years ago when Mary’s mother died in a car crash while driving home from work. The rest of the story is what you already know.

“That’s alright, as long as I have you, I’m fine,” said Mr.Hammonds, as much as he was trying to hide it, Mary could hear his voice cracking, “I’m gonna go and lay down, had a hard day at work today”

“Ok dad, rest well,” said Mary, “see you at dinner”

As Mr.Hammonds went to his room, so did Mary. As she was got in bed again, she remembered the locket, it was probably inside her accessory drawer. As she opened the drawer, she saw that the locket was sitting inside.

The locket was made of silver, on the edges of it were small crystal-like gems that she could not discern if they were real or not. As she opened the locket, she came face to face with a black and white photo of herself but with closer inspection, she realized that it was not herself but her mother. She was like a mirror reflection of her mother with a few differences like their noses or the shapes of their eyes. She guessed that this photo was probably taken before her mother went to college and met her father. Under the photo, was engraved writing that she could not read but she was able to recognize the writing to be in Latin.

She opened a translator from the web and typed the letters she saw. The engraving was one-word “mutatio” and meant change or alteration. As Mary read the word, the amulet started to glow bright blue to a point that Mary could not see her surroundings. She closed her eyes and shielded them as a reflex and when the light got dimmer, she opened her eyes.

She saw no difference around, everything was the same and she was fine and not hurt, the locket however had disappeared and the computer screen no longer had the translation site.

On the screen with golden bold letters “THE ALTERER” was written and under it was writing that read as:

Welcome to THE ALTERER, the creation of the masters of change. The Alterer has adapted itself to the circumstances of the time it was activated, if you have a problem and would like to change it please go to the settings and change it as you please. You currently have the power to alter reality within a certain boundary and your changes will not be noticed unless you want them to be noticed. Every change you make will warp reality accordingly. The rules are;

1)You can’t create or destroy life

2)You can not bring back those who have passed away

3)You can not cause harm in any direct way.

4)You can not enslave other

5)You can not stop or speed-up time

6)You can not inform others of the existence of THE ALTERER

If you abide by the rules of change, so shall you be The Changer.

Under the writing were two buttons, one which said “I accept” and the other said, “I reject”. Mary being dumbstruck but intrigued by what was happening clicked “I accept”. When she pressed the button, the screen went black and a box appeared:

“Please enter The Changers name:”

Mary typed;

“Mary Hammonds”

As she hits enter, a new box popped up:

“Please insert target”

“Insert target?, what does that mean,” said Mary, “Umm, let’s type my name I guess”

“Mary Hammonds”

As she pressed enter, she got terrified by what she saw, on the screen there was a spinning 3D version of her, the model was wearing her current outfit of an oversized sweatshirt and sweatpants. Near the model was a menu with different subheadings:

-Head
-Upper Body
-Lower Body
-Mind and History
-Location
-Age

She clicked on “Head” and the computer zoomed in on her head and more options appeared under the menu:

– Hair
– Eyes
– Nose
– Mouth
– Ears
– Facial Hair
– Facial Structure

She clicked on hair and more options came up:

– Color
– Lenght
– Type

She clicked on “Color” and a color slider appeared, she had always wanted to be a ginger so she changed her dark brown hair to a vibrant copper color, then she moved to “Length” and made it so that her hair was waist length and then she clicked on “Type” and made herself have curly hair. She looked at her 3D model and was amazed by how good she looked. Then she noticed a box at the bottom of the screen which read “Press enter to proceed with the changes”

She clicked the box and another box popped up:

“Any special requests? if any please type below and then click proceed. If no requests are present click proceed without doing anything else”

Mary thought about if she wanted to add anything and decided to make it so that her hair always stayed healthy and in peak quality and then pressed enter.

The moment she pressed it, she started feeling a slight aching from her scalp, she got up and went to her mirror if there was a tick in her hair but what she saw was more surprising, her hair was growing rapidly. She usually had her hair at shoulder length but now her hair had reached her chest area and continued growing while they starting curling up, the next thing she noticed was that the dark brown was more of a chestnut color now and was getting lighter and lighter as a little ginger hair strands started increasing in number. And with the blink of an eye, she now had luscious ginger hair in curls and reaching her waist. She could not believe it, she quickly took a photo with her phone and as she did that, memories of having ginger hair started surfacing in her mind on top of the memories of brown hair. When she opened her camera roll to see the picture, she saw that in every photo of herself she had on her phone, she had curly ginger hair. Thousands of ideas appeared in her mind, she could make herself better in her eye, and could also make her dad’s life better too, as she thought about her father, an idea popped into her mind.

She sat back in her chair and went back to the first menu where she had typed the target of change, she deleted her name and typed:

“Julie Walters”

The same menus appeared and she clicked on “Location”, a map appeared on the screen which showed where Julie was, she clicked on her marker and a box appeared which had her location written on it. Mary deleted the written location and typed:

“The Changers room”

As she pressed enter, the same box which she wrote her special request in appeared, she thought about what to write, because she would have a hard time messing with her if Julie freaked out, she decided to type:

“Julie Walters is easy to faint when scared and won’t wake up for an hour”

Then she clicked proceed, she immediately turned behind to see Julie apparate from thin air, as she appeared she franticly looks around before fainting on to Mary’s bed.

“Time to make some changes,” said Mary as she returned back to the computer, “Now, let’s start by making sure you suffer within the boundaries of the system”

She clicked on mind and history to be greeted by a long text which had all of Julie’s memories written down as well as things she didn’t know such as how she had a twin brother but she ate him in the womb while both of them were still growing organisms. Mary first started by editing her memories. The new Julie Walters was not a poor college girl who married rich men to have plastic surgeries, the new Julie Walters was the daughter of a rich family who disowned her after she failed school and she started working as a maid. Mary deleted every bit of Julie’s memory about getting laid with men and using their money on her boobs, she instead replaced them with memories of learning how to clean, cook and take care of people while also having no sexual or romantic life. Mary essentially turned Julie The Golddigger into Julie The Maid. Then she wrote more new memories about how Mary and her father were the only people to hire her and therefore how grateful she was to them. Mary was fueled by anger while typing but she still had sanity and reason so she made sure to type that Julie was being paid a decent salary and that she was in no way on the edge of being broke, but she also added the fact that Julie was still paying college debt and she will continue paying for a long time. After she was done with her backstory, she clicked enter and then proceeded to see what had changed and what required more changing.

As she looked at Julie, Julie’s platinum blond hair started turning dark brown and shortened itself to shoulder length before being fashioned into a messy bun. Comically, Julie’s breasts, lips, and ass started deflating like balloons to the point that her body was close to being identical to Mary’s besides the fact that Julie was just a little curvier and taller. As Mary continued watching, she noticed that fat from Julie’s thighs started to move towards her upper body and disappear under the dress that currently looked too big for her. Her blue skin-tight dress with a large V cut to bring out her old boobs started to loosen up and divide into two pieces. The upper piece started to turn into a plain white shirt with long sleeves as buttons started appearing from the front, during this process Mary noticed that Julie was wearing very fancy lingerie which was now shrinking into a plain B cup white bra which then got covered by the shirt as it started to button up on its own. The lower part of the dress increased in length and turned to form a black pencil skirt to go with the shirt. Finally, her stilettos heels shrank as they become a pair of black kitten heel shoes. Mary was too busy looking at her clothes to notice that Julie’s face had also started to change in which her nose became larger and puffy, her eyebrows became a tad bit bushy and her lips were almost impossible to see now that all the filler had gone away.

Mary stood in shock as Julie had gone through a drastic change but she still felt like there was some space for more changes so she returned to her PC and looked through what else she could do, there were too many choices, she could make simple changes like height and weight and on top of that she could even give her a penis or make her deaf but she had a better idea. She wanted to make Julie feel what she felt when she came home with giant boobs and ass. Therefore her final edits were lowering her from B cup to AA cup and also adding a little bit of fat to her body. As she clicked to proceed and looked back at Julie, not much chained, the bump on her chest due to her boobs went down and she gained more fat in certain areas. Then she carried her outside to see that the room that they used as an office was now were their maid Julie slept, she put her on her bed and left.

Proud of what she did, she moved on to the second part of her plan, turning herself into someone which the new Julie would envy. She returned to the main menu and typed her name again to begin her evolution. She was happy with her hair so she did not do more edits on it but she had different ideas for her face, she didn’t want to change her eyes because they reminded her of her mother, so she instead changed her nose to be more slender and her lips to be more full but she made sure to not overdo it and make it look fake. As she clicked enter, once again the box popped up and she made sure to give herself dimples and freckles to go with her ginger hair. As she got up to watch the change, she saw her nose thinning as she felt a slight decrease in the amount of air she usually inhales, her lips start getting fuller and more voluptuous as memories of mastery over make-up also started flowing into her mind. Then she noticed the freckles slowly appearing on her face as she felt a weird tingling on her cheeks which she later noticed was her face adjusting to having dimples. As the changes ended, she noticed that a make-up table had appeared in her room full of makeup supplies.

She was in love with what she had done and this was just the beginning, her next step was to make her body into the body many would die to have. Her first order of business was to redistribute a portion of her fat in her waist to her chest which made her 3D model have a decent B cup but she knew she could do better so she went ahead and gave herself G cups which were 1 cup bigger than Julie’s and tripled their sensitivity. She didn’t want to have back problems so she made sure that her back muscles would be strong enough to never cause her any pain. her next step was to move on to her butt because her waist was already incredibly thin because of the redistribution she did. She made her butt bigger than what Julie’s used to be just to torture her more. Then she moved on to her thighs which she made to match her great ass. Lastly, she wanted to give herself some muscle which she did on top of making changes to her past manually so that she is the captain of her schools’ volleyball team. She pressed enter and the familiar box popped up once again, she had nothing else to add but purely for her enjoyment, she tripled her sex drive.

As she pressed proceed, her first change was the sudden burst of estrogen and the arousal and orgasm that came with it, she found herself on the floor as her body was burning up. She felt tingling on her chest as her mosquito bites called boobs started growing rapidly, she could feel them fill with fat as her nerves and nipples became more sensitive to the touch. She looked down at her sweatshirt to see that it no longer was oversized and fit her perfectly as the sweatshirts’ shoulders disappeared and it started to become a tube top as more and more of her perfectly thin waist and toned abs became visible. She saw her nipples erect like never before as her right went inside the tube top to cup one of her breasts as her other hand went down her pants and started rubbing her clit which had tightened and increased in sensitivity to accommodate her transformation. The blood and adrenaline rush did not end as her next change began, her ass started swelling up and becoming more full and round while memories of sexual encounters started filling her mind, she remembered the night she lost her virginity to Brian, the so-called sex king of the school and the captain of the basketball team who could not even make her climax, she remembered giving many blowjobs, telling her father she was over at Stacy’s studying while she was having her first of many threesomes, she remembered the night she spent discovering her sexuality while making out with Stacy, her girlfriend after volleyball practice. Flashing memories and feelings of orgasms, kisses, cocks ramming into her, her pussy stretching to its limits, her body filling with cum, having sex day after day, these only made her hornier as she started to masturbate harder and harder to the point that she felt all the muscles in her body cramp as everything came to a stop.

“Babe, are you ok?” said Stacy with genuine worry, “I don’t know what kind of genes god gave you or you inherited from your parents but your orgasms never end and I keep getting scared that you are having a heart attack”

“No, I’m ok, I’m just exhausted,” said Mary, new memories continuing to flush into her mind.

She was no longer living with her dad but with Stacy, in an apartment they had rented, this way they would always be together and always be there for each other, it also came with its sexual benefits of teasing one another during online classes and having sex afterward, it was a good thing she kept her smarts because she didn’t want to be a total bimbo and do nothing except sex. Of course, her change brought a few advantages to her future, she passed the class she had failed by giving her teacher some naughty pictures and she had also secured a job as a secretary in the firm her father worked in. She was at the balance of bombshell and genius, or so she thought.

New memories continued appearing in her mind, memories about how she came home late on many occasions due to her sexual activities and how her father got mad over and over, how she missed countless family dinners with cousins and aunts just to have more sex, how she embarrassed her father when she was caught having a foursome in a park during daylight, how she, the person her father cared about the most had broken his heart more than Julie ever did. She felt empty, the estrogen and adrenaline flowing through her veins were still at their peak but she felt nothing. She got up from the bed to go to the computer and delete everything she had written but the computer was in no shape to work. She didn’t know if she hit it while her transformation was taking place or during her sex session with Stacy but the computer was in ruins and so was her feelings

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  • January 16, 2021
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The Kinky Wizard’s Ring – Ch 1 – lostandwhatever

Originally published on my Patreon.

Hello, I’m Maureen. People call me “Mo.” I have an unusual story to share with you. I don’t expect you to believe it, but maybe all that matters is that someone else knows what’s happening to me. I would feel a bit less alone, even if I’m never really alone now.

I’m not sure how to start this. Probably, it would be best if I just explained my problem first before going into detail about how it began. I’ve tried this many times before, but the wizard just gets in the way every time. (Yes, there’s a wizard in this story. No, I’m not joking. I only wish I was. This will get weird.) Maybe putting this out on the internet will work. The words might reach someone. Maybe someone might even have a solution to my little problem.

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Supplemental Youth (Commission) – Ch 3 – lostandwhatever

Series commissioned by anonymous, originally published on my Patreon.

Continued from Chapter 2.

The beach was as crowded as they had ever seen it. The heat this morning had risen with the sun, and many people had come to the same conclusion: the beach was the place to be today.

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