Showing posts with label Potion. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Potion. Show all posts

28 May 2018

Not quite what she hoped for


Requested by marilin Salazar :) I made some slight changes to the story, hope it is ok :P
Betty was awkwardly looking through the pics on her phone. She still struggled with that kind of things, and wished she had physical copies of those photos to cherish and look at whenever she wanted instead of having to go through the bother of making that contraption work. Where even was that pic? Ah! There it was! She could not help but smile wholeheartedly as soon as she saw that pretty and happy girl smiling at her from the screen. That was definitely her favorite one. The first pic ever taken of her beloved granddaughter. She could not believe that a couple of months had already gone by ever since that pic was taken. By that point she had got quite used to her presence in the house, and to her smile… and yes, even to her bitching. But that pic was special. The first time she ever saw her smile. The one time she realized that from that day on she had a granddaughter, like she had always wished.

<<I’m going out grandma! Don’t wait up for me, I’ll be back only late at night most likely.>>
<<Where are you going Janet?>>
<<You know, the usual. A coffee with the girls, a bit of shopping… hanging out at the club. Don’t worry, I’ll be ok.>>
<<You are always out and never spend some time home. I miss your company.>>
<<Come on grandma, don’t be like that. I’ll be back soon enough. Gotta go now! Bye!>>
<<*Sigh* Bye!>>

Betty looked back at the phone. She had changed so much since that day, and by that point she was nothing like the person she used to be before the transformation. She recalled how frustrated she used to be with that slob of her grandson, that bum high school dropout who used to spend all his time shut in his room playing videogames and never looking for a job. He was such a disappointment, and eventually she grew tired of his attitude, and decided to take extreme measures. She had to spend a consistent part of her savings to buy the serum, but if the results were going to be those advertised it would have been totally worth it. Plus they were the money for his college, and it was not like he was going to enroll any time soon.

She was so thrilled when that fatal morning she heard that high pitched female shriek coming from his room. She rushed there trying her best to look concerned and surprised, knowing exactly what she was going to find, and yet nothing could have prepared her to the heartwarming feeling that seeing his transformed grandson would have given her. She was just perfect, with her luscious long hair, and her cute face, and her frail figure concealed by the baggy clothes. It would have been so hard to hide her joy and excitement for the following hours.

It took a while before that poor thing stopped freaking out, but to be honest she was just too cute also while doing do, with that scared expression on her pretty face. When Betty finally managed to calm her down, it was time to put her plan truly into action. It was not enough to turn her grandson into a girl. That was the easiest part. Now she had to slowly but relentlessly turn that girl into her dream granddaughter, and it was going to be a hard task. It took her days before she willingly stepped out of her room, and she would always get so mad at her every time she pretended to mistakenly call her with a female name, and god knows for how much she had to beg her before she finally convinced her to get out of the house to shop for more appropriate clothes. That was going to be the time when she would have truly started to mold her into the girl she was destined to be. After all nothing like a shopping spree can bring out your inner girl.

It was very irritating to keep her away from baggy and unisex clothes and slowly make her gravitate towards more feminine ones, and it took a while before she convinced her to finally try on a gorgeous summer dress, but as soon as she saw the look in her eyes when she found herself in front of her new reflection, Betty instantly knew that things were going well. They spent the following hours trying on outfit after outfit, and then she brought her to the hair saloon, and got her a professional makeup, and even some jewelry, and by the end of the day the transformation was complete. Not only in appearance, but also in mind. She did not have to push her to try out new clothes anymore since she had started to do it on her own basically leading the way, and even her mannerism, from the way she walked to the way she talked, now were those of a girl. Nobody would have been able to tell that that cheerful pretty girl used to be a sluggish and shabby boy just a few days ago. That moment had to be immortalized! And so she took that pic. That was probably one of the happiest day of her whole long life.

Well, during the following months Betty learned that sometimes things do not go quite as we expect them. While at first she was happy to see her new granddaughter hang out and enjoy life, soon she started to go too far. While as a guy she never would get out of the house, now that she was a girl she almost never was at home, constantly hanging out with mysterious “friends” she refused to extensively talk to her about. And then there was the shopping. While her grandson would spend a remarkable amount of money in videogames, it was nothing compared to how much she was now spending in clothes, and makeup, and jewelry. She went from one extreme to the other, and Betty was unsure whether or not things were actually that better, and even wondered whether or not she had made the right decision when she transformed her grandson.

At least now she had acquired interest in boys, while as a guy she would have never been able to get a nice girlfriend. While she hoped that she was not sleeping around with random guys, at least there was a chance that sooner or later she would have got a cute grandniece that hopefully she would have been able to educate better.

13 May 2018

Exceeding the dose


<<Well, there goes our first night out as girls! What were you thinking? I told you not to drink too much! Our bodies are much more petite and frail now. We can’t handle alcohol as well as we used to do as guys.>>
<<I have not drunk so much! I swear! I just had a beer, and then Mike offered me a drink. What should I have done, refuse it? Plus I’m not even tipsy, I swear! I just feel so bad!>>
<<Well, I’m telling you, if because of you Josh gets impatient and gets away with someone who isn’t me, consider our friendship over! You will be on your own next time you get yourself this wasted!>>
<<I told you! I’m not drunk!>>
<<Then why are you like this?>>
<<I don’t know! Maybe it was the potion.>>
<<Nonsense. I took it just like you and I’m feeling perfectly fine. I feel fabulous in fact, and I would love to get back to the party and hopefully get lucky with that beefcake. It can’t have been the potion to reduce you like this.>>
<<Maybe… Ow! Maybe I took too much of it.>>
<<What do you mean? Didn’t you take a dose just like I did?>>
<<Well… Fuck! I… I took double the dose.>>
<<What?! What the fuck is wrong with you? Why did you do that?>>
<<I don’t know! I… I just thought it would have had a stronger effect! Make me prettier, or something.>>
<<You dumbass, look at what you’ve done! You don’t mess with magic potions so nonchalantly! You don’t know what the consequences might be!>>
<<Oh god! I feel awful! What’s going to happen to me?>>
<<I… I don’t know! I haven’t made the potion! I just bought it! I don’t know what to do!>>
<<Fuck! I… I think I’m about to…>>
<<What? What’s happening now?>>
<<*BLEARGH!*>>
<<Holy shit!>>
<<Oh… Oh god! Oh fuck! What the fuck is this?>>
<<Well, that potion sure is powerful. It even made your puke all pretty and perfumed.>>

07 May 2018

One last drink


<<Good evening miss!>>
<<Good evening Charlie. I’ll take the usual, thanks.>>
<<I’m sorry miss, I’m afraid that will no longer be possible.>>
<<…what does this mean?>>
<<Well, miss, unfortunately you have reached your limit.>>
<<A… already?>>
<<I’m afraid so miss. 30 drinks. For 30 nights you have honored us with your delightful presence and you’ve enjoyed our bar service. As you already know our special TG drinks can’t be taken for more than 30 doses without having major consequences on your genetic structure. So I’m afraid I can’t serve you the usual this night.>>
<<Then… what should I do now?>>
<<Well, that’s up to you miss. I have two drinks ready for you. Here.>>
<<What… do they do?>>
<<Oh, I’m sure you know that very well already, but I will gladly explain.
As the color suggests, the blue one will turn you back into a man. As you can see the glass is bigger. That’s because if you want to be a man again you’re going to need an extra dose of recombining RNA to rewrite your altered genoma.
If you drink the pink one on the other hand, your testosterone receptors are going to stay inhibited forever, and you will be a woman for the rest of your life.>>
<<And what if I take neither?>>
<<Well, I encourage you to avoid that. Your genetic structure has been sensibly altered in the past month, and now your DNA needs to be stabilized again. If you don’t do so, that may have terrible consequences, and lead to genetic illnesses. I suggest you weight your options well and take a decision within the night. The choice is up to you.>>

“Fuck. What do I do now? I knew this day would have arrived sooner or later, but I didn’t realize I was so close to the fatal day. I must have really lost my sense of time lately. I just had so much fun. But now I have to make my choice. For a month I’ve been going back and forth to being a woman, experiencing how amazing it is to be female. This club is the best place in the world, there are so many people that just like me were… curious, and eager to find out how the world feels experienced from the other side. I had the time of my life here, dancing and socializing with my new girl friends, and flirting and experimenting with the women-turned-men. This last week has been one of the best of my life. The TG drinks have already altered my genetic structure so much that I didn’t even turn back into a man for the whole week. An entire week spent as a woman. It really made me like the idea of living like this forever. But now that the time has come, I can’t bring myself to take such and extreme decision. I don’t know if I can actually give up my life as a man forever, but I’m also afraid that if I don’t chug that sweet, tempting, pink drink I’m going to regret it for all my life. The night is still young, and I have time to ponder my decision. But it is just so, SO hard! What would someone else do in my place?”

11 April 2018

Just another bite


What’s this? Strawberries? Weird, it’s not every day you see food this healthy in this apartment. Did Brad buy them? I know I didn’t. They’re out of season too. Oh well, might as well try one out. Never been wild for berries, but they look quite tempting I have to admit.

Mmmm, this taste. So sweet. Fuck they are good! Oh man, I have to take another bite. Brad will not mind it, I’m sure. Mmmm… it’s… otherworldly. They taste amazing. I… I’m quivering! I feel strange. How? It’s just fruit. How can they make me feel like this? I… I have to take another one.

Wait! What’s up with my hand? It looks off. It’s so dainty, and delicate. And what’s been of my body hair? My face… I have not shaved this morning, why does my face feel this smooth and soft. Something’s wrong here, but all I can think of are these damned strawberries. Dammit! I can’t stop! I want another one!

I… I’m shorter! The counter has never been this tall! And my arms and shoulders… I feel so weak and fragile. Why do I look so thin all of a sudden? And why do my hair feel longer? I… I know I really should stop now… but I can’t!

Ouch! It hurts! My bones hurt! My… my legs are longer, and my hips are larger… and… Oh god! Are… are these tits! Holy crap! They are! I have breasts! They’re small, but they are definitely breasts! Fuck! I’ve just noticed! It’s shrinking! My dick has shrunk! It’s so small now, it’s basically gone! What is happening here?! It’s like I’m under some spell! I can’t stop eating them!

Unghh! It hurts so much! It’s like my insides are twitching and turning! And my groin burns! I… I can feel it! It’s turning to the inside! I… I can’t! I don’t want to! But… I have no choice. Oh my god! It’s gone! It gone! My dick has disappeared! I… I have a pussy!

My clothes are changing too now. My boxers are crawling up my legs. They’re turning into slips. No wait! They are turning into panties! My crotch is completely flat and I’m wearing lacy panties! And my shirt is changing too. It’s like a tank top now. It keeps shrinking. It’s so tight around my chest. I just noticed, my breast got bigger. It’s turning into a bra. And… I’ve got a tattoo now! And nail polish! I… I’ve turned into a girl!

<<Ah there you are. You found the present I’ve left for you I see.>>
<<Brad! Thank god! I don’t know what’s happening to me! I’ve transformed like this and… wait! What did you just said?>>
<<Well yes. You’ve really changed quite a bit. Just like I’ve been granted. I’m impressed actually. I would never have believed that such things as magic fruit could exist in the real world, but I have proof of it now, right in front of me. And I have to admit, you sure do make a stunning girl.>>
<<This… This is your fault?!>>
<<Of course it is. Look buddy, you are a great roommate and we had lots of fun in the past. But I needed something else. I needed a girlfriend, a lover. Not a roommate. So I just thought that the best way to get it was to change what I already had available. And I couldn’t be happier with the results. Now, what do you say if we go to my bedroom and try your new body out?>>
<<Forget it you sicko! I don’t know how you’ve done this but there’s no way I am going to comply and become your girlfriend or anything like that! Now turn me back right this instant or I swear to god I will end you!>>
<<I see you still have a bit of an attitude. Maybe I have arrived too soon and interrupted the enchantment. Don’t worry, I’m sure it can be fixed in an instant. Now say… do you want another strawberry? I bet they taste amazing. You can’t resist them, can you?>>
<<N… no! I… I don’t want this!>>
<<It’s ok. Just another bite. It can’t hurt.>>
<<I… I…>>
<<Yes. Just like that. They’re delicious, aren’t they? Now, where were we?>>
<<You were about to take me to your room to give something way better than these strawberries you stud. Are you going to keep me waiting? I was getting quite impatient here with nothing more than this fruit to quench my hunger. I want something different now.>>
<<Sure, honey. Right away. God you are beautiful.>>
<<Enough with the mawkishness! Just take me to your room and fuck me! I can’t resist!>>