Whispers

 Looking down at his phone, Christian walks down a bustling street, texting his friend as he nears their house. This doesn’t seem to be a problem as people generally avoid him as he walks in a straight line without looking up, but he is quickly mistaken as his shoulders ram into someone else, causing him to drop his phone.

“Watch where you’re going… bitch” Christian mummers as he bends down to pick up his phone, seeing a man dressed in a black trench coat towering over him.

“… Bitch… indeed” the man trails off, as he continues to walk away unfazed by the incident.

Checking for cracks and wiping his phone clean, Christian looks back angrily at the man, but decides to continue with his walk to his friend’s place and rant to him later. Upon arriving at his friend’s place, Christian is already beginning to sweat despite the rather cold and rainy weather. “You alright? You look paler than usual” his friend asks.

“I’m alright, just gotta go to the bathroom first” Christian answers, as he slowly walks through his friend’s bedroom to reach the ensuite. Before he manages to reach the bathroom door, his body is engulfed with heat, causing him to frantically tear off his clothes. Shaking from the fever, he notices his bodily hair starting to trickle down his body as his sweat carry them along to the ground. “Ooohh… what the fuck?” Christian says to himself as he feels his skin smoothen and become whiter with an oriental hue.

His legs buckle and he falls to the ground; his legs crack and shorten along with his spine shrinking him a head shorter than before. Unable to contain the pressure building in his groin, his cock begins to unload steamy hot cum all over his friend’s bedroom floor. Embarrassed and extremely horny, he grasps his dick in an attempt to stop himself, only to feel it deflate. Confused, he brings his hands up to his face and notices that his cum is starting to become translucent and less viscous. His eyes roll back as his dick inverts and becomes a warm vagina and his balls pop through his pussy lips to become ovaries. Reaching down, he sticks a finger into the slit, moaning with pleasure, then two, then his entire hand. Pulling his hand back out with a wet slurp he notices his hands have become small and dainty, as vaginal fluids drip from them.

Rolling in his own puddle of fluids, his thighs begin to shake and thicken as fat build up inside them. “Murgghhhhh” Christian moans, as his ass follows suit and start to expand into a perfect juicy peach. Horrified, he pathetically strokes his womanly lower body, only to feel his hips crack and dislocate as it widens, creating an hour-glass figure. Clutching his sides, he feels his stomach shrink until it becomes flat as the fat ripples upwards towards his chest.

“No… no… nooooooo” Christian cries, watching his nipples perk up and areolas double in size. He lurches forward as his tits balloon out from A cups to D cups, unfamiliar with the new weight. Squeezing his nipples and feeling his under-boob, Christian tingles with pleasure as vaginal fluids continue to flow from his pussy. “How do I stop thisssssss--~" he moans, hearing his voice go up an octave and sounding seductive. Clutching his throat, he feels it slim down and become smooth. His scalp start to itch as his hair cascade down to her delicate neck and becoming smooth. “What the--” Christian says to himself twirling his hair between his fingers. Suddenly his face shifts inwards, softening his jaw and raising his cheekbones. His vision starts to blur as his eyes become brown and take on an almond appearance suitable for Japanese chicks. His lips then begin to puff up and redden perfect for kissing and many other activities.

An immense wave of nausea hits Christian and he falls unconscious as his memories and personality are rewritten. Starting to spasm on the ground, memories of riding bikes with his friends were replaced with riding dicks every night. Memories of her ex-boyfriend calling her Sakura invades her mind as her personality molds to her new memories. Eyes flickering open, Sakura sits upright filled with ecstasy as she continues to finger herself on the floor. After climaxing once more, she looks around and sees a door leading to a backyard pool for her to cool down. Walking to it with her hips swaying as juices run down her thighs, she finds a wet towl and begins to wipe along her curves only to see a boy sitting on the other side of the window.

“Hey baby” Sakura coos through the window behind the boy, turning sideways and lifting her arms so he can see her side boob and ass.

“Huh… what… Who are you?” the boy splutters clearly confused and aroused.

“Turn that T.V off, you'll have a better time with me turned on” Sakura moans, as she strokes her body seductively ignoring the question.