Transformative Security

Transformative Security.

Deborah looked around the still shop. “Where is it?” She made her way to the cash register. “I know it’s here. That Vess lady can’t scam me.” She pulled the register open and smiled. “Ahh!” Deborah grabbed the loose cash. “Might as well while I’m here. I am sure that jerk won’t miss it. Now where is it!” She checked under the counter. “I wanted to buy a growth pill for my anniversary, and that bitch told me she was all out. She can’t scam me!”

Deborah’s hand brushed against a cold metal box. “What is this?” She groaned as she pulled it out from under the counter. “I haven’t seen this before.” She rubbed her gloved hands together. “Now let me see just what is in this thing.”

Slowly opening the lid of the container, Deborah found three vials inside. “Hmm.

Let’s see here.” She lifted the first one in front of her face and read the label. “Growth Dreams. Just a small sip from this bottle will give your body sensations that you have never felt before. Pleasure beyond your wildest dreams. Please be warned that there is a high chance of breast and ass growth and possible other side effects.”

She set the vial back into the container. “Hmm. I think this is it. The label does say growth in it.” She tapped her chin. “It isn’t a pill, though. But it does say it could make my boobs and ass grow. And I don’t want to search this store overlooking for some pills that may or may not be here. Who knows when Vess might come here and find me. I am not going to jail over some weird magical growth pills.” She took a deep breath. “Ok. These will have to do.” Deborah grabbed the three vials and slid them into her pink jean’s pockets. “Ok. Time to get out of here.”

She slammed the box shut and slid it back into its place under the counter. She then made her way through the darkness towards the open skylight and a rope dangling from the roof. Her partner Jessabelle waved from above.

“Got the goods?”

Deborah nodded her head as she grabbed the rope. “Yup. Pull me up.”

Jessabelle groaned as she yanked the rope. “I hope this is worth it. Breaking into a store with a reputation like this. Uugh.” After about a minute, Deborah was safe and sound on the roof. “I mean, people who buy some from here have had strange stuff happen to them.”

“I know. They grow.”

Jessabelle slid the glass casing back in place. “No, you silly. I mean, like strange transformations. Like someone turned into a full-on bimbo once. Or I heard another person transformed into a mouse pad. Or. . .”

Deborah stood up, wiping the dust from her Starbucks t-shirt. “Those are just rumors. Look, the only crazy stuff that goes on around here is people growing in size.” She shrugged. “And possibly other parts of their body swelling. People can’t have other things happen to them.”

Jessabelle narrowed her amber eyes. “I heard on the other side of the state people turn into blueberries.”

“Well, I doubt that can happen. Now come on. There is something I want to do before my anniversary.” They made their way towards the fire escape.

“What do you mean?” Jessabelle crossed her arms. “We already got the growth stuff you wanted.”

“Yes, but I need to make sure it works.” She winked her blue eyes. “So, we need to test it out.”

Jessabelle gulped. “Oh no.”

***

Early the next morning, Deborah paced back and forth in Jessabelle’s apartment. “So, are you excited?”

“No. Why did you have to drag us into testing this?”

“I don’t know. I am excited to try something called Growth Dreams.” Nora rubbed her hands together. “Besides, it’s better than going into work today and dealing with people yelling at me for not knowing what they were thinking. Ughh. I’m sorry that you are a grown man-child, but that isn’t an excuse to take it out on me.” She took a deep breath. “I’m sorry. I just hate my job.”

Deborah laughed. “It’s ok, Nora. We all do.”

Jessabelle leaned back in her bean bag chair. “So, testing some stolen goods. Haven’t done this since we were kids.”

Nora blushed. “I thought we said we would never talk about that.”

Jessabelle laughed. “Are you still scared johhny law is going to get us because we took some bikes out of the skate park and never returned them?”

“Well. . . yes. They cost a lot of money. Do you have any. . .”

Deborah slammed the bottle of Growth Dreams onto the table. “Who is going to try it first?”

The two ladies looked at her. “Well. . .” Nora walked forward and picked up the bottle. “I will go first. See what all this stuff is about.” She laughed. “If this stuff can make me grow, maybe I will get out of work for a bit. I could scare my manager or something.” She unscrewed the cap. “Here I go.”

Deborah rubbed her hands together as Nora drank from the bottle. “Well?

How do you feel?”

The golden-haired lady set the vial back onto the countertop. “I don’t feel anything yet. What do you think that this is some game? That I am going to drink a magic—” Her eyes widened. “Oh, my god.”

Jessabelle sat up, her hands pushing the bean bag chair down. “What is it?”

Nora shook her head. “I just. . .” She moaned. “My chest feels so weird and tingly.”

She tugged at her grey t-shirt. “My breasts, especially. They just feel so full all of a sudden.”

Deborah gasped. “Nora. . .”

“What?” She scratched at her right breast. “I am having a bit of a thing here you. . . ohhhh.” Her eyes rolled into her sockets as she rubbed her swelling right breast.

“Might need to speak up.”

Jessabelle jumped to her feet and grabbed Nora by the shoulders. “Nora!

Your boobs are growing!”

Nora laughed. “That is. . .” She winced as her breasts slid out of her bra. “Ughhh.” She looked down and gasped. “Holy crap! Did I get implants?” Nora rubbed her new massive babies together. “These things are huge.” As she unhooked her useless bra, Nora looked over at Deborah. “This isn’t exactly what I was expecting when I read Growth Dreams, but I like it. Ohhhh.” She moaned as her enlarged boobs rubbed together. “They feel sooo good now. You two have to try this.”

Jessabelle crossed her arms. “But I thought Deborah was trying to save this stuff for her anniversary.”

Deborah picked up the bottle. “Don’t worry. I have two more bottles. There is plenty.”

Nora picked up the bottle on the table. “Then you won’t mind if this is mine.” She narrowed her eyes. “You two can use the others. And as for your anniversary. Well, Jake can wake up to the new you.”

Jessabelle nodded her head. “Ya. Now show me where the others are. I helped you swipe them.”

“But I. . .” Deborah sighed and turned around. “Fine. I can’t wait either.” She walked over to a nearby cupboard and opened it. “The other two are in here. Jessabelle, you can have this one.” She handled her friend the small vial.

“Thank you.”

Deborah smirked as she unscrewed her bottle of Growth Dreams. “Bottoms up.”

“Bottoms up.” Jessabelle clinked her bottle with Deborah’s, then they both chugged blue liquid.

“Ohh, that does taste good.” Deborah tossed the small vial to the ground. “Maybe I should steal these things more often.”

Jessabelle giggled. “Maybe you should.”

Deborah bent over, a new and strange feeling racing through her body. “Ughh, something is happening.” She moaned. “I feel. . . Ughh.” Her nipples hardened. “Soo hot. . .”

Nora took deep breaths. “That feeling only intensifies the longer it goes on.” She wiped the sweat from her brow. “I don’t know how much longer I can keep these clothes on. Fuck.”

Jessabelle nodded her head. “Ya.” She rubbed her butt. “These things are getting a tad tight.” Shrrip. “Fuck I think my butt is growing.”

Nora laughed. “It is. Your ass is really starting to swell.”

Deborah moaned as she rubbed her breasts.

“Everything feels so. . .” As she rubbed, her boobs slowly swelled. “Ohhhh, yes. That feels good. Soo good.”

Jessabelle slammed her hand against the table. “Hey, these pants are on like glue. Who knew having a big ass was a bad thing.” Chrash. “Opps. My bad.” She bent over to pick up the coffee table she had just knocked over with her rear end. “I am still trying to get used to this thing.”

Deborah laughed. “It’s your place, isn’t it?”

Jessabelle put her hands on her blimp-like hips.

“Well, ya. It is. So, I don’t care if I do this.” She knocked the table back over with her butt. “I will pick it up tomorrow.”

Deborah laughed as her nipples poked through her shirt. “There that is the spirit.” She rubbed her boobs. “These drinks really do wonders. My body feels very magical. How are you doing, Nora? Nora?”

They turned their heads to see Nora on the floor with her shirt off, rubbing her enlarged boobs. “The sensations just won’t stop.” She gulped. “I feel soo weird. Soo fucking weird.” Suddenly her breasts swelled, slamming her onto the ground. “Ughhhh!”

Jessabelle took a step back. “What is going on?”

Nora moaned. “Ohhh fuckkk!” Her body slowly stretched outward. “I... I. . .” Her ass tore through her clothing as her body seemed to grow, taking on a strange but familiar shape. Her legs and arms shrank into her body as the rest of her torso filled up more of the room.

“Ohhh baby!” She moaned. “Yes!”

Jessabelle gulped. “What is going on? Is it just me or are her boos starting to look like. . . couch cushions.”

Deborah nodded her head. “Ya. I think she is turning into a couch.”

Nora’s hands became hard, turning into wooden armrests. Next, her boobs became soft and squishy, forming the couch seats as the rest of her body hardened into the fabric. Finally, her ass formed the bottom of her new form as her head slowly vanished between her massive breast pillows.

Deborah gulped. “Is she. . .”

Jessabelle walked over and rubbed the new couch, feeling the velvet padding under her fingers. “I don’t know.”

Suddenly the right pillow smacked Jessabelle’s hand. “Oww.” They both looked on with shocked faces as the couch moved with a mind of its own, rubbing its pillows together.

Deborah gulped. “This is too weird.”

“Ya. But we both drank the full bottles. We are. . .” Jessabelle moaned. “Ughh. I . . .”

She tore her shirt off. “I feel too hot all of a sudden. Deborah. I . .” She moaned. “Ohhh fuck, I think it’s starting.”

Deborah took a few steps back. “Well, I umm. . .” She scratched at the back of her head. “I think I will. . .”

Jessabelle grabbed Deborah’s shirt. “You are not going anywhere.” She moaned as her butt swelled, ripping what was left of her pants apart. “Ohhh fuckk.” She licked her lips. “Yess. Phew. But if we all have to turn into furniture because of this, you are staying to complete the set. Do you hear me?”

Dehborah sighed. “Ok. Fine.” She crossed her arms. “I will stay and become a big-breasted piece of furniture with you. Happy.”

Jessabelle smiled. “Ohh, yes. Yesss. Yesss!” Her butt suddenly swelled, sucking up her legs down to her knees. “Ohhh. . .” As she moaned, her body stiffened. Her feet burst through her shoes, becoming two long curved pieces of wood below her body which slowly caused her to rock back and forth. Her ass continued to swell down and down until it reached the curved legs.

Deborah’s eyes widened. “You are turning into a chair.”

Jessabelle laughed. “I know.” She ran her hands over the lower half of her body, feeling it harden. “I am going to be the sexiest chair around.” She giggled. “Ughhh.” Her torso slowly stiffened into place, her arms shrinking into her body. Then a thick blue coating covered her body, her boobs swelling to form the chair’s backrest. “Ughhh yess.” In the next minute, her face melded into the blue velvet, and another one of Deborah’s friends was now a part of the room.

“I am the only one who hasn’t turned.” She moaned as she rubbed her boobs. “Is this what we get for trying to steal those stupid drinks?” She sat down on Jessabelle. “I wonder how long it will be?” She smiled as Jessabelle rocked her back and forth. “Hey, thank you. That feels nice.” She closed her eyes as Jessabelle used her boob back cushions to give Deborah a massage. “Really nice. I guess just because you are a chair doesn’t mean you don’t know how to make me feel good. Ahhh.”

Deborah’s body began to heat up. “Ohh fuck. Ohhhhh. . .” She jumped to her feet.

“Everything is so. . . ohhh god!” Her skin was so hot she had to pull her clothes off. “I just. . . I just can’t.” Just as she pulled down her pink jeans, she felt the changes start. Deborah’s eyes widened as her skin slowly became metallic. “What is going on? I thought I was going to become furniture like my friends.” She moaned. “Ughh. Fuck!”

She rubbed her body as everything felt like everything was on fire. “Ohh fuck.”

She moaned as the fires of pleasure spread throughout her being. “This feels soo. . . soooo. . .” Suddenly her torso disconnected from the rest of her body. “Ahhh!” She blinked her eyes. “What is going on?”

As she looked at her legs above her, she could still move and feel them. “This is so weird. Ughh.” She moaned as her ass began to swell. “Uughhh. What is going on?” She watched as steam rose out of her rear, and it slowly turned black. “What in the world? I. . .” She moaned, her legs sinking into her swelling metallic ass. “Ughhh, it feels like my butt is trying to. . . ugh process something.” Slowly her rear end took on a more tower-like shape, lights blinking in and out of existence. “My ass. It’s. . . a computer?”

Before she could think about the implications, her boobs vibrated. “Ohhhh fucckkk.” They slowly pushed outward, one swelling into a keyboard and the other swelling into a mouse.

“That isn’t what I expected.” She blushed. “I thought my boobs were going to turn into something else.” She moaned as her torso and head expanded, slowly turning into a flatscreen monitor. “Ughh, it won’t be long now.” Her vision flickered. “Hopefully, Jake will find me. I want him to play with me. I want to play a game with him!” Her body hardened into its new form, the screen going dark before flaring to life, an image of her face appearing on the monitor. “Hey. This is cool.”

The door suddenly swung open. “Hey, Jessabelle. It’s Derick. Do you know where Mr. Fluffles is?” He closed the door behind him. “Here, kitty kitty.” He walked into the middle of the room and scratched at his head. “I didn’t know she got some new furniture. It looks a bit odd, but I like it.” He sat down on the couch, right on top of Nora’s breasts. “Nice and squishy.”

Nora suddenly used her cushions to flip him onto the ground. “huh?” He rubbed his ass. “What in the world?” He pulled himself up. “Maybe I should try the chair?” As he sat down on Jessabelle, his feet rubbing against her ass, his transformed roommate rocked back and forth at an alarming speed. “Holy crap!” Jessabelle launched Derick across the room. “Ughhh.

Remind me to tell Jessabelle that there is something wrong with this chair. I might need to replace it.” He winced as Nora flung one of her boob cushions at him. “Oww.”

Derick walked over to the computer on the ground. “Well, at least I should see how this works. Nice looking computer.” He pressed the power button. “Hmm. Turn on.” He tapped away on the keyboard. “Turn on already.”

Deborah’s face appeared on the screen. “Stop messing with my boobs and ass, you perv. Stop messing with all of our bodies!”

Derick jumped to his feet. “What in the world.” He gulped. “This place is haunted. Haunted, I say.” He rushed to the door. “Jessabelle can keep the dump. I don’t want it.” He slammed the door as he ran out of the apartment.”

Deborah laughed, her monitor flickering on and off. “That was funny.” She sighed. “But now, hopefully, my Jake can find me. I want my lovely man to press my buttons.” She sighed. “I am a computer looking for her, man.”