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Hey boys.

It’s your ‘girl’, Megan here 😉 x

So wow. I can’t believe what’s just happened to me.

Apologies for the lack of update, but as you’ll see I’ve had a bit of a growth spurt since my last post.

I went through with my transformation and well… I’ll just let my ‘after pic’ do the talking…

Boys, say hello to the new and improved Megan:

I’m honestly still in shock. I didn’t know what to expect but I never thought my body would develop so much and so nicely. But maybe I’m just biased ;P

What do you guys think? Do you think I’m all grown up? Do you think I’ve become beautiful?

Do you want me?

Lol, I’m just teasing you guys now – hope you don’t mind 😉 😜

In case you can’t tell I’m still feeling quite giddy from the transformation. Dr. Smith tells me that’s a common side effect. This body just feels so good, so healthy and strong and virile.

You see my mind is still developing to catch up with the explosive growth my body just went through. I’m becoming more mature, more confident. I’m slowly understanding what a body like this is made for…

Before I go on, you probably want a more detailed rundown of my transformation process. Well, my adult mind now understands the procedure better than the child I used to be. So I should be able to give you more details.

Here goes:

The men in white coats woke me up early this morning, informing me that they were ready for my transformation. I was shocked because I didn’t think I would be the first of my intake to transform. Still, I got up and dutifully got dressed in the special white vest and panties they provide us with. This outfit is made of super-elasticated nitrile, and it’s designed to stretch and reshape with our changing bodies as we transform (well that wasn’t the case for me, but more on that later…)

Before I left my room, I took a good long look at myself in the full-length mirror. I guess I realized it would be the last time I ever saw the young girl I used to be. I was terrified at this stage but looking at my reflection reminded me why I was going through all this. I looked so small and ugly in that mirror. I knew I didn’t want to be that plain little girl anymore. I wanted to blossom into the goddess I knew I would become only an hour later. I made up my mind and went straight into the transformation chamber.

The transformation chamber was like a large drum, lined with mirrors so you could see yourself at all times. This was set up to allow test subjects to see their body transform in front of them, which is said to help with acclimatizing to their new body.

I was shaking with fear as they made me lie down on the cold gurney. Dr. Smith appeared with a number of syringes. I was injected with morphine (which calmed me down quite a lot) and adrenaline that would dull the pain of the transformation – which I was warned would be extreme because I was changing my body so much!

Yet what was in the other syringes was far more interesting. He told me that my metabolism would speed up 400% during my transformation as my body burnt through an incredible amount of energy as it completed about 10 years of growth in only a few minutes! Therefore I was injected with a huge amount of nutrients to fuel my body’s growth and ensure I could achieve my maximum growth potential.

Most importantly I was also injected with the genetic material needed to obtain the body I had requested. The DNA of a Latina actress and a black fitness model was inserted into my tiny body. These would lie dormant in my system until the machine would get to work. Then these new cells would awaken once I was blasted with the machine’s radiation particles. They would graft onto my genetic code and rewrite my body’s development, molding it into the perfect specimen you’ve just witnessed 😉

Anyway, enough with the science. I bet you want to hear what my transformation was like…

After a while, the transformation machine whirred to life and I was bathed in hard white light. Little did I know, this was the radiation that was about to turn me into a goddess.

I lay very still and watched my reflection intently in the ceiling mirror. Eventually, I became aware that my heart was thumping in my chest faster than I’d ever felt it. I was light-headed and waves of adrenaline were washing over me. My brain started pumping sex and growth hormones into my trembling little body, and that’s when my transformation began.

I first became aware of the aching in my legs. I watched with disbelief as they began stretching out before me. I flexed my hands and feet and felt them inch longer, becoming delicate and slender. There was a lot of pain then as all my bones lengthened at once, my neck, my spine and especially my slender legs!

I got quite scared then and tried to get off the gurney, but my transformation was far too fierce. My glasses fell off my face and shattered on the floor, but my vision was only blurry momentarily. My vision quickly enhanced, bringing everything into sharper focus. I could see myself on the ceiling mirror and I realized my vision was sharper than ever. This transformation was fixing everything that was wrong with me, I thought.

I looked so much taller and slimmer now, a young teen on the verge of womanhood. I felt the bones in the face shifting, making it narrower and more defined.

By now my hormones were raging. I felt intense pleasure in my crotch as my sexual reproductive organs finally activated. I was starting to become a woman.

Then puberty hit me like a truck. I guessed that I was turning 15, but I already had a figure that would turn heads in the street. By age 16 I was practically a supermodel, but even then my body continued to strengthen and improve. I was getting taller all the time, my body was ripening, growing fit and taut beneath the glow of the machine.

When I hit 18 that’s when I really started to develop a real woman’s body. My figure had remained slim and athletic until this point, but this is when the black fitness model genes started to take control. What I really mean is: I grew CURVES. There was a painful crack as my bony hips widened and then swelled again to child-bearing proportions. I thought my panty line would snap, but it held together somehow!

My entire body felt like it was on fire as my musculature started to develop in earnest. Any remaining puppy fat dissolved away, used as fuel for my rapidly growing body. Soft feminine muscles started pulsing beneath my skin. I had never had muscles before so this was a bit of a shock! I groaned and writhed on the table as my muscles bulged gently and filled my body with new strength and energy.

I don’t think I had exercised a single day in my life, but now I was being given a body made in the gym. Honed and perfected by years of pain and hard work. I gritted my teeth as my adolescent body was racked with more changes.

Watching my transformation in the mirror, I was so excited to see my long legs filling up and becoming shapely and beautiful. My hips were filling out, becoming healthy and strong, giving me an amazing lower body. I also loved to see my taut tummy develop subtle ab lines, and I thought my body fat % was now down to the single digits.

Well not exactly… I felt an intense pressure in my buttocks and I suddenly became aware of all the muscle and fat converging there. I flipped over onto my belly and strained my body to lift my butt into the air. I wanted to give it as much room to grow as possible. And grow it did, in scintillating pulses that sent waves of pleasure up my spine. It made a mockery of my tiny panties, tensing so tightly against my crotch. In only a minute my rear went from flat and cute to a sexy, full and firm woman’s ass.

But the best was still to come. My nipples had become puffy and swollen during the early stages of my transformation. Now they stood completely erect and had a little bit of fat behind them. I knew what was coming next. I flipped onto my back and started flexing my chest up and down involuntarily, moaning with a voice that was no longer a girl’s. My nipples twitched and then surged forward, pillows of fat forming under them. I had breasts! Actual breasts!

And they wouldn’t stop growing… they rose higher and higher on my chest. At first they were perky but once I entered my c-cup they really started packing on mass and weight. ‘Oh my God,’ I heard one of the male scientists gasp, ‘how big is she going to get?’ My sex drive was going crazy now. I pushed my chest out and, in my new sultry voice, begged my breasts to grow more. There was one final surge and they settled as generous orbs at the 36Ds I was promised.

I felt a heat in the back of my brain and an incredible release in my vagina. I had done it. I was a woman now…

Exhausted and covered with sweat, I looked in the mirror above me. I started to cry and laugh with joy. I was perfect. My body was incredible. There wasn’t a trace left of the lost little girl who wandered into that chamber minutes before. And my face! I had been so wrapped up by the changes in my body that I hadn’t noticed how beautiful my face had become. I really looked like a dark Latin beauty. My lips had grown so full and kissable. My hair was long and silky, like a model’s from a shampoo commercial.

I became aware that the scientists were gathered around me, amazement frozen on their faces. I heard Dr. Smith say: ‘Megan, we didn’t know you’d become so… big… and so lovely.’

With trembling arms I pulled myself up and stepped off of the table, landing on powerful legs that instantly supported my new weight. It was then that my body was gifted with one final surge of growth. The scientists gasped as I grew taller in front of them. My muscles tightened and bulged slightly. I threw back my head and cried out in ecstasy as my hips broadened one last time. My growing ass tested my panties to the limit, turning them into a thong. My breasts engorged, threatening to rip my vest in half. And then it was all over.

I was complete.

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Wow, sorry for the essay guys. My transformation has been running through my head on a loop and I just had to get it all out haha.

Everything feels so strange and new. Before I break for the night, I’ll just answer your questions from my last update:

‘Thank you for posting what you looked like and. Good luck and be safe’

Thanks Ashmander and no problem. I really appreciate you looking out for me ❤

‘Hey there, Megan. I hope things go well for you as well as your friend Amy here. I can’t really say much since I don’t know what it’s going to be like for you to come out of this as a woman, but try not to lose your mind if you can; do something foolish and all with your new body. Especially considering you’ll be around boys turning men… just want to air things on the safe side. Be careful and good luck, Meg.

BTW, you were thinking of Chris Evans as Steve Rogers/Captain America. Chris Hemsworth is Thor.’

Lol sorry, Antillesfan555, there are so many Chrises in those Marvel movies – give me a break haha! But seriously though, both those guys are studs…

Anyway, don’t worry about me though. I haven’t lost myself, I’ve just evolved, improved you could say. I’m officially a legal adult now and I can control myself – besides there’s nothing those boys could give me that I’d be interested in any more.

Still, your concern for Amy is very sweet. I’ll keep you updated on her progress as well so you know she’s OK xxx

‘Glad we could help. I can’t wait to see the woman you turn into. After the transformation, if you need a boyfriend, look me up. I’ll gladly take you out and treat you like a Queen!’

Oh wow Brutus89 you’re making me blush xxx
Now that I’m grown I’m just aching for a boyfriend I can share this new body with.

So what do you think of me now? Do you like the woman I’ve grown into? Do you like my body? I hope I was worth the wait 😉 x

After so many years of being shunned by boys, I’m so ready to be worshipped by a real man. Maybe you could take me out for a night on the town. Or maybe we could skip the date and just stay at your place… With a body like this, there’s no way I want to stay a virgin for long!

The administrators have kindly updated my wardrobe so I have plenty of options for what I want to wear around the facility. What should I wear for our date?

Something timeless and classic:

Maybe some of my old clothes so you can see how much my body has developed:

Perhaps you like something sweet and innocent:

Or casual and laid back:

You know it’s crazy. When I tried on this dress when I was still a little girl it was massive on me and pooled to the floor. But now it barely covers my long muscular legs and gorgeous thighs. I just realized that you can even see my panties under the hemline! 😊

So what do you think? Am I girlfriend material now? If you have trouble deciding what I should wear, maybe just imagine what you’d most enjoy ripping off my nubile young body at the end of the night… 😘

OK, I’ve done nothing but play dress-up and gawk at myself in the mirror all day long. I need to give this new body of mine a rest.

But please keep the questions coming guys. You helped me to become this beauty and I’m so grateful to you all for that. If you have any special requests please let me know in the comments. I want to share more of this body with you.

Love Megan xxx