Zach looked up from his phone, a well-practiced bored sneer already creasing his upper lip. On the screen, the newly-taken photo glowed back at him, as hilarious as it had been in real life. Of course I saw the fucking … Zach sighed internally to himself. Pretty hard to miss….
Glasses that made it seem as if her skull had two great, gaping holes in it. It was simple.
To the point, with a camera with a line drawn through it for emphasis. It was a dumbass job, even in the white collar departments. The sort of dumbass job that made you wanna unload on Friday evenings, pile out to a club, knock back a few beers, get buzzed and — ideally — wake up the next morning with no memory of what had happened.
So when Johnno had suggested the new bikini bar, in that part of the town they barely ever went to, all the guys had jumped at the suggestion. And Zach had been pumped, too. Especially after his breakup with Kayleigh last year.
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Very slowly — slow enough that he knew it would annoy her — Zach raised his eyebrows, assumed an innocent expression. My private property. And assholes like you are most certainly not welcome here. And malehe wanted to add, but he decided not to go down that route just yet. Judge the reaction on this one, first. I mean, just look at this place. There were pride flags hanging from the out front, so many of them that they obscured the name.
But none of those were what had drawn his eyes in the first place, or made him pick up his phone and start snapping away. They were all female, their plastic bodies pushing out at the chest and curving in around the waist to give a false impression of femininity. Golden, black, and red nylon wigs perched expertly on their he.
All of the mannequins were dressed in leather bondage gear, some with leather caps, some sporting whips, one with a gigantic black dildo sticking out in front of her. They were arranged in poses that made it look like they were touching each other, or spanking, or otherwise about to engage in some seriously gay girl sex.
The dildo girl even had a set of leashes clasped in or rather cleverly tied around one plastic hand, leading to collars on the necks of two kneeling mannequins dressed only in crotchless orange panties. It had been hilarious. So funny, so out of place for their normally conservative city that Zach had stopped in amazement. The very same mannequins he was now posed in front of, arms spread apart like he was about to ascend into heaven.
As she kept her hidden eyes trained on him, Zach pulled a theatrical sad face. He pleading raised his phone again.
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With infinite calm, Zach angled his phone towards her. Took a picture, his phone making a fake clicking noise. Before he could speak, though, the girl pointed one finger right at him. Her face glowed with rage, her body trembled. Well, guess what, King Dipshit? I come from a goddamn powerful family.
She leaned forward until Zach could see himself reflected in the black lenses of her glasses, a nasty grin spreading across her features. As he was speaking, the girl reached up, took hold of the edge of her glasses.
The dark holes vanished, the glasses whipped away. As the girl laughed, Zach held up his hands to block that awful sight, tried to yell…. In horror, Zach watched as his big, manly hands shrank down until they were small and dainty, the wrists becoming narrow and delicate, his fingers turning slender.
Zach was shrinking now. As his arms began to shed their muscle and hair and become all slender and willowy, he became aware that his body was getting smaller, going from a manly 6ft2 to a girly 5ft5 in seconds. At the same time, there was a feeling like someone was tightening a mannequin of rope around his midriff. His waist suddenly became narrow, even as his hips began pushing outwards, curving out either side of his slender new body. As Zach gaped at these changes in helpless shock there was a tremor beneath his shirt, and then his transformation started to expand, rising up, getting bigger and bigger, until Zach was suddenly the proud owner of a pair of large DD cup breasts.
Instead, Zach heard a story behind him. He glanced frantically over his shoulder and saw the girl was now stood by the newly-closed door, a key held up in one hand. No-one will hear you. He screamed as his short dark hair suddenly exploded out his crown, fell in a dark waterfall past his cheeks, past his shoulders, until it flowed down his back all the way to his sexy new bum.
He kept right on screaming as it shimmered and turned bright blonde, holding up a strand with his slender new fingers as he did so. Even though the sensation was painless, he could feel the flesh on his face twitching, warping, pulsing and reorganizing into something very different.
There was a tickle in his nose, which suddenly reduced in size, turning into a small, adorable button. There was a feeling like someone was filing his bones, and his cheekbones got sharper, even as his face widened, his eyes became big and innocent, and long, dark lashes began fluttering in the corner of his vision. It was only mannequin the changes reached his penis that he suddenly let go of his newly transformed face.
Dangling between his legs, his little buddy gave one last twitch, then rolled back up inside him, pulling his balls with it. He gave a girly squeal and scrabbled for it, but it was too late. His dick was gone, leaving only smooth skin in its wake. For a long moment, Zach gaped at the new transformation between his legs, waiting for a vagina to appear, for the pussy to form that would al his final transformation into a girl.
As Zach stared at his groin, the flesh slowly began to change color, turning from pink to a sort of dull gold. At the same time, it seemed to lose its softness, becoming strange and hard and unyielding, no longer supple or capable of movement. The girl calmly leaned back against the door, folded her arms, taking her sweet time about it. As languid as you please. He could already feel this strange, hard gold patch starting to spread around his hips, make its way lazily up his stomach. No, what did they turn people into again?
Was it… was it…? She smiled as female-Zach hesitantly tapped the spreading gold patch on his skin, frowning as he did so. No way. I prefer to turn my victims….
It was plastic. The plastic he would be forced to exist in for the rest of his life.
As his hips turned to plastic, he discovered he could no longer move his legs properly, leaving him only able to walk like a lazily-made clockwork doll. As the plastic spread up his torso, he saw his brand new breasts freeze solid and turn hard. He tried to breathe in and suddenly found himself coughing as his lungs stopped working, then disappeared, and his insides became nothing but a solid limp of plastic.
His shoulders started to freeze. He held up his new hands before him with a cry, and watched in mesmerized horror as they shivered once, stopped moving, and froze permanently into their new position. With the last mobility in his ankles, he lurched around to face the girl who did this to him, moving like a drunken robot about to fall over.
As Zach opened his mouth to speak, his lips suddenly stopped moving. Froze into their new, pouty position. Then the inside of his mouth was suddenly filling with something very thick and very solid that he wanted to spit out, and then his teeth and tongue and… and everything vanished, and he had no inside of his mouth left at all.