This choice: A pink glow suffuses the inside of the chamber. • Go Back...Chapter #7A pink glow suffuses the inside of the chamber. by: Mr. George   "Oh, I'll still leave you some choices, my sweet." Jane purrs through the intercom. Taunting you, as the changes transform your body. The whole chamber looms larger, as your body shrinks. It's hard to tell how much you've shrunk. But guess at more than a foot in height. Your arms are scrawny, slender and smooth, unbothered by any muscles. They look utterly weak and feminine. Your legs lack definition too. Being smooth and sculpted, too. Leading up from slim ankles to lush thighs, and a thicc rump. From there diving into a svelte waist, before curving back out into a fulsome bust, topped with ripe nips that constantly ache for attention.
Shaking your head in denial, reveal that you now possess bubblegum pink hair. Things continue to worsen, as you clothes transform into a brief nothing, little more than a emerald bikini that ends any denials of your womanly appeal.
Those ripe and needy nips now obvious through the barely there, top. The generous hips, and full rump, add to the hint of camel toe that ensures no-one can deny your obvious charms.
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"Pwease Jane..." you beg. Startled into silence, as you hear your cock-stiffening girly-girl voice, and that lisp that means you'll never be taken serious.
Once the changes are over, you feel a breeze as the door vanishes. Erupting our from the chamber, your bust heaves wildly at the lurching movement. Your rump has its own inertia, and the extra width almost sends you crashing back into the auto-closet. But, you grasp the edge, and manage to propel yourself out.
Breathing deeply as you struggle for calm, you realise that Jane now towers over you. Her very presence intimidating. She has muscles you lack, and is far more serious than your bubblegum charms, that scream 'BIMBO!', at a deafening volume.
Her hands roam seductively over your curvy body awaking all sorts of degrading, and intriguing sensations that make you gasp and moan. Her efforts stop suddenly, leaving you needy and frustrated.
She snatches at your shoulders, holding you in place. A quick attempt to squirm free, only reveals how mobile and and top-heavy your new body is. Her smirking delight is something you wish to quash, and so stop your futile efforts.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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