This choice: Kyle starts transforming • Go Back... As Eric looked on, he watched, as Kyle's face contorted. He too, was trying to rise, but his body wasn't responding. Suspecting it was the firework, or whatever trick he'd played to make the flash Eric stood back still suspicious of further trickery.
However, in moments it was clear the flash, wasn't Kyle's doing... Or rather what followed was beyond him.
"I... I can't..." Kyle's voice was cracking. High and piping the distress in his eyes, as he tried to rock himself upright, to try to return some sensation, some control to his actions.
Eric watched as hair cascaded freely from Kyle's scalp. His short hair soon spilling over his shoulders, and onto the bed. Clearly able to feel the flow of his hair, it's growth at the periphery of his vision was making his eyes dart from side to side, to catch the actual motion.
"It's... It's real... The damned book's real!" Eric stuttered in disbelief.
Kyle could only roll his eyes, and give the weakest attempt at a shrug, the obvious fact far, far clearer to Kyle than Eric.
"Yeah... I guess, you know." he confessed, as he took in Kyle's transformation.
The aim of the spell seemed to hit them both at the same time. Their sense of humour now feeling like the deadliest of games. But, it was Kyle whose face was softening. Losing it's harsh male edges, and taking on an almost feline beauty.
"No.... No..." she mumbled, even now, her soft pleading tones sounded like a tease.
Her features became perfect, Eric's dream woman. He felt himself stiffen at her sight, at her vulnerability, as those full lips darkened, and plumped too inviting to refuse.
Unable to meet Kyle's eyes, his gaze drifted away. Not far, as the reason for Kyle's protests became clear. His nipples were spreading, becoming thicker, riper, fuller. Her eyes telling of a sensitivity and alertness that terrified him.
Soon, as Kyle's breathing shifted, his chest rose and fell. Rising higher each inhaled breath, and not sinking quite so far with every released gasp. Fingers twitching, as life and freedom was restored to them. Kyle's elbows flexed weakly, as they fought for movement.
The rocking of Kyle's head was feeble, but the denial was clear. A quick glance, just as quickly averted told that Kyle was now a woman...
Her lips trembled, the change not needing to be mentioned. She was intimately aware of her new sex. Her breath coming in shallow gasps, as she battled the nervous flip-flopping of her stomach. An ache... A need... A hunger, she didn't understand, but knew too well was building within her.
Finally free to, Kyle's hands belatedly came slapping into place covering her new bust. A proud, firm bust, such as only fantasy could want, or deliver. Kyle winced at the speed and pain of the impact. Those nips reminding her sharply they were new, tender and deserved care.
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Kyle's tongue darted out, wetting those inviting lips. Ready to speak, Eric was eager to hear what she had to say.   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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