Urge to Fly

I felt I had to finish this.  I hope I can continue bringing fun kinky stories for you all.

Urge to Fly.

Tess slammed the door behind her. “Penny is going a bit crazy!”

“Huh?”

“I am sorry. My boss is just. . . she is working me like a. . . well like a machine, that is what.” She slumped down in a chair as Patrick walked up to her. “The woman just won’t go home, and she is making the other ladies and me work so much. I don’t get it. It is crazy.”

“Why did you come home then?”

“I told her that she can’t work us like the robots that she thinks we are.” Tess sighed. “That and I am worried. It has been over a week since my last. . . you know.” She pointed at the car outside. “Transformation.”

“Oh.”

“I don’t want to be caught at work when I turn again.”

She sighed. “The last thing I need is for my crazy boss to see that sometimes I turn into a car at night.” Tess shook her head. “Ughh. That could have happened if you didn’t tell me. Oh god, the embarrassment.” She laughed. “I still can’t believe that happens. I don’t get it, though. How did this start happening to me?”

Patrick shrugged. “I don’t know. But there are weirder things in the world, Tess.”

“I know. One of my friends is a giantess. Or, well, we can’t talk about that, can we?” She sighed. “We don’t want Sarah to go back to jail, do we?” Tess sighed. “It’s odd though. It’s almost as if Penny doesn’t want to go to sleep.”

“Maybe Penny is a were car too.” He laughed.

Tess arched an eyebrow. “I almost wouldn’t be surprised at this point. Not with everything in this world I have seen so far.” She pulled at her hair. “But that doesn’t excuse how Penny has been treating me the last few days. When I see her tomorrow I will give her what for.” She moaned. “And she would be lucky if I didn’t meet her on the road in my. . . ugh.”

“Are you okay?”

“I don’t know. I am just tired. I hope tonight isn’t the night I have my transformation. I would love the rest.” She looked up at him. “I hope we figure this thing out soon. I would have been nice if this was just a normal full moon thing, but life is never that easy, is it.”

“It rarely is.”

“Ya. I know.” She stretched her arms. “Ughh. So what is for dinner, Patrick?”

“What?”

Tess looked up at him. “You don’t have anything cooking?”

“I mean, I am not your cook Tess.”

She moaned. “I am sorry. I didn’t mean to make it come out that way. I have just had a very long day.” She sighed. “And I have an appetite a mile wide. I don’t know what has come over me.” She rubbed her stomach. “It has been killing me all day. I just can’t satisfy myself today. I ate everyone’s lunches.”

“What!”

“I know.” She sat up. “But I was just so hungry.” She shook her head. “Huh.

I have this nagging feeling something weird is about to happen. I just don’t know what.”

“Hey, if it’s time for you to turn into that strange but lovable car again, we can handle it. I don’t mind. I told you that.”

She narrowed her eyes. “And I told you that I want you to lock me in the garage if I change. I am still embarrassed you took me out for a drive.” She crossed her arms.

“Well, you were the one who—”

“That doesn’t make it any better, Patrick!” She stood up. “You should be able to keep me from going off like that. I was a car, for goodness sake! How hard is it to put me into park or something!” She arched an eyebrow as he started laughing. “What is so funny?”

“Whether it be my lovely lady or car, you sure have a commanding temper.” He giggled. “No wonder you took charge that night.”

She grabbed a nearby pillow and tossed it at him. “Okay, funny man. Just for that, you are cooking.”

“Hey!”

“And hurry up.” She sighed. “I swear it’s like I need enough fuel in me to go on a cross-country trip!”

***

Later that night, after Patrick had gone, Tess tossed and turned in her bed. She had tried to get to sleep for almost an hour but was failing miserably. “Ugh, for fucks sake!” She sat up and threw her pillow across the room. “Why can’t I just fall asleep!” She crossed her arms and narrowed her eyes. “If I am going to turn, then just do it already. I don’t need insomnia on top of everything.”

She sighed as she swung her legs over her bedside. If she couldn’t get to sleep, she had to do something. But what? Patrick had already gone home. Despite his protests, she didn’t want him around after dark. They were dating, but they weren’t to the point where she was ready for him to spend the night. However, he seemed insistent on keeping an eye on her to see if she had any car-related trouble. He was a dear, but she kept telling him she could handle things on her own.

She walked out of her bedroom and made her way to the stairwell. She wasn’t exactly sure what she was going to do. It was almost midnight, after all, and the world was asleep. She could go for a walk. Watch some late-night television. Put on some music. “Ughhh.”

Tess clutched her stomach as she walked down the stairs. “Why am I still hungry. God damnit all!”

She snorted as she reached the bottom of the steps. “I swear today has just been—”

Tess suddenly fell to the ground, panting as an intense urge gripped her. “Holy fuck.

I. . .” She gripped the carpet. “Not now!  God damnit all.” She moaned. “Why does this feel so different though? God!” She stood up, feeling as if she needed to get outside as if she needed a lot of space. She could tell that her transformation was soon at hand as she stumbled about in the darkness, moaning as her body slowly heated up.

Still, another urge filled her mind. “I. . . I need fuel.” Tess blinked her eyes as she felt the strange vehicle part of her mind take over. “I have been. . . so. . . thirsty all day.” She moaned. “I need. . . sustenance.”

She stumbled out of the house and grabbed her car keys. She didn’t know exactly why, as she assumed she was turning into a car again. But the strange urges wracking her body pushed her onward. Tess started up the engine and drove off into the night.

She could feel her body slowly changing, her skin hardening as she drove. She took deep breaths as her breasts slowly began to press against her shirt. “Fuck. . .” She gripped her hands tighter against the steering wheel, pressing her foot down harder on the gas. She needed to reach her destination and fast.

She turned a corner and drove into an abandoned airfield, breaking down the rusted gates with her vehicle. Tess then pulled to a stop before unbuckling her car. She moaned as she pulled out her phone. Deep within her, Tess felt she had to do this, and she didn’t have long. She brought out her contact list, dialed her phone, and held it to her ear.

“Hello? Who is calling at this time at night?”

Tess moaned, feeling her ass slowly swell. “I don’t have time to explain. I just feel soo. . .” She bit her tongue. “Look, I can’t explain this, but tomorrow, a plane will be waiting for you at the South Heatherson Air Field. Take it, Linda. Okay?”

“What are you talking about? Who is this?”

“I have to go.” She moaned as her breasts expanded almost an entire cup size. “Just remember what I told you.” Tess dropped the phone onto the floor of the car before stumbling out. She knew now what was happening to her, but it was too late to stop it as she fell onto the ground, moaning in the dark as her butt swelled. Tess wasn’t going to become a car this time, oh no, no, no. She was transforming into a plane, a plane who had one goal. To ferry her blueberry friends across the country. How she knew this, she didn’t know. Tess didn’t know much about her condition. But it didn’t matter right now. She only had to listen to the mechanical side of herself now and enjoy the ride.

And right now, that side of her was telling her that she needed more fuel desperately to help complete the transformation. Tess looked around the airfield. She had thought before that the burring hunger in her chest had been food, but no, she needed something more. Tess forced herself to her feet and stumbled across the airfield. She could smell the abandoned fuel containers; it was almost as if they were calling her.

Her growth was slow but steady. As she walked through the dark, her body expanded. But it couldn’t reach its full potential until she filled up. The small but wonderful sensations of her breasts swelling, and ass expanding were just drops in the bucket of what she was about to endure. Tess licked her lips at the thought, her worry long gone as her bionic brain took hold. She was still her but enhanced. It was a part of her that was dormant inside of her. It didn’t seek to replace Tess; it only merged with her to make her stronger. It sensed that some of her friends needed help and now was looking to do what was necessary.

Tess knew that helping Christen was the right thing; that is why she wasn’t fighting this part of herself right now as she ripped apart a steel fence, her strength augmented by her transformation. She moaned as she grew a little. “Ugh, I shouldn’t have driven here with my clothing on.” She scratched at her side. “I need to get this off now.”

The urging inside her head tried to force her towards the fuel tanks, but Tess shook her head. “Ugh. I am never going to finish this transformation if. . .” She moaned. “If I am burned by these. . .” She fell to her knee. “I need a moment. It isn’t like the tanks are going anywhere.” Tess tried to undo her jeans but realized just how tight they were around her metallic waist.

“God damnit. I should have thought about this before I drove all the way out here.” She groaned. “I really don’t want to have to rip out of these things.” She tried her best, but the damn jeans just wouldn’t slid off her body. “Ugh fuck it.” She took long, deep breaths as she stood back up before stumbling towards the fuel tank.

“Okay. Here I am.” She put her hands on her knees as the thoughts flooded her mind. She looked up at the giant fuel containers, now knowing just what she had to do. She stumbled over and grabbed a fuel line before connecting it to a hole on her hip side that had formed during the car ride. Tess then took a deep breath, walked over, and began to pump the fuel into her body.

The effects were immediate. Tess’s eyes went wide, and an internal fuel gauge inside her began slowly filling. She fell to the ground, feeling energy like she had never felt before. Her insides began to bubble, her metallic nipples hardening even further. Tess could feel her transformation taking on a new, hastened pace.

But yet nothing happened. Tess could tell that something was going to happen; she was on the verge but what was her body waiting for? She could feel her internal organs heating up, more and more fuel filling her body, and yet she was hardly changing. Just what was happening? She was doing what the urges had told her to do. Tess didn’t understand it.

Then suddenly, like a damn breaking, the transformation took its next stage. Tess cried out as she fell onto her ballooning ass, clutching her sensitive breasts as the fuel line detached from her body. Her legs stretched out and merged together. Her torso quickly stretched out, her breasts ballooning outward and propping Tess up on the ground as she twisted around onto her belly. This is what she was waiting for. The pure bliss of her body changing, reshaping itself into something new.

She moaned as she felt her hands forced to the side, stretching outward, longer and longer into her wings. Her breasts slowly began to shape into one half of her cabin, fantastic seats forming out of her twin babies. Her face was slowly contorted into a pencil shape to create the cockpit of her new body. She could feel the control panels and seats forming inside of her as her ass hardened into the rear end of the plane, nice curvy and perfect for holding any storage that she might have to haul. Tess shuddered as the last bits of her interior formed, the delicate transformation process finishing. Then her engines finally came online, a small purr of satisfaction.

Tess was at peace in her new body. She knew she would stay this way for quite some time. She had a job to do, even if no one knew it was her. Sure, she might have to refill once she reached her destination, but that was okay. She was willing to go through the beautiful transformation once again so she could ferry her friends.