Asian Revenge

 With the warm sun over their heads and people nonchalantly strolling around, two boys hastily trek through the dirty alleyways. Keeping to the shadows, the duo occasionally refers to a badly hand-drawn map in search of an inconspicuous door hidden deep in the maze of garbage and flickering lights.

“Are you sure this is the right way? We’ve been walking for a while” whispers Mark, dodging a cluster of low hanging spider web.

“Dude, relax. Don’t you want a hot girlfriend like Yumi? Her libido is off the charts and always asking for more” replies Josh as he looks at his crumpled paper once more.

Mark smiles to himself as he recalls meeting Josh’s new Asian girlfriend when he visited their house and couldn’t stop staring at her breasts as she continuously made out with Josh. After promising Josh that he’ll do his assignments for the year, Josh would give Mark his dream girlfriend if they went to the store together. Mark’s thoughts are suddenly interrupted as Josh makes an abrupt right turn and they stand in front of a rather rusty and small metal door surrounded by trash bags.

“This better not be a sex dungeon” laughs Mark as he carefully eyes the door and surroundings.

“You wish buddy” replies Josh as he walks up to the door and gives it a few odd rhythmic taps. The door suddenly springs open, and the boys are instantly greeted by a rather large dimly lit room with a strong musky smell.

“Welcome to my antique store. You break it, you pay it” rasps an elderly Asian lady from a weathered counter, looking at the boys up and down with a suspicious look. Ignoring the rather cold greeting, the duo begins to carefully browse the woman’s vast collection. Realising that most of the items are way above Mark’s budget, he shifts his attention towards a wall of Chinese vases in hopes of something that will catch his eye and his budget, on top of what Josh will get for him. As Mark steps closer, he notices that another teen duo whispering to each other in the far corner. As to give them some space in the rather crowded room, Mark steps backwards, but doesn’t realise that his backpack clips the handle of a Yang Cai vase.

The room immediately fills with an ear-splitting smash as the vase splits into a million pieces beyond repair. Mark looks up from his mess to John in fear as the woman shouts, “That’ll be $1.5 million”. Everyone in the room looks at Mark as he begins to stammer about his inability to pay that exorbitant amount. Suddenly, the two strangers dash out of the store with an item bulging from their bag.

“Run!” shouts Josh as he follows suit knowing that neither can repay what they have done.

Stepping over his destruction, Mark attempts to flee only to feel extremely nauseous and falls to the ground paralysed as the elderly lady mutters Chinese under her breath dashing past his limp body in pursuit of the boys. Mark notices Josh giving him one last look of pity before he continues to run through the alleyway and disappear into the dark out of vision.

After a while, Mark hears footsteps approaching him along with numerous profanities in both English and Chinese as the woman returns to her abode. “You owe me! Obviously, you don’t have the money, but you’ll make up for it one way or another” screeches the lady, clearly on the verge of a mental breakdown. Still paralysed, Mark feels a vice like grip around his ankles as he is dragged by his feet into another room.

Lying on the cold wooden floor, Mark sees the woman bending over and drawing Chinese characters and symbols all around him. Believing that this is an underground cult, Mark begins to panic and shout but his body doesn’t move.

“Ah… shh shh…” smiles the woman with a devilish grin as she begins to chant in Chinese seeing the fear in Mark’s eyes. “You’ll love this… or you’ll eventually will” she laughs as the writing on the ground begins to light up and the desk lamp begins to flicker. Suddenly, the chanting stops, and everything returns to normal. “Stand-up” the woman commands. Unable to control his body despite his pleas, Mark stands up in silence and faces the lady in fear.

 “Take your clothes off” she shouts, watching him robotically take everything off and dumping it nearby.

“Your love life must be sad” smirks the woman as she sees the size of his dick. “That’s fine! At least you won’t have to feel too much when it happens” she laughs to herself.

“Murgh … ggghh” Mark mumbled rather embarrassed than fearful.

“Okay, let’s start with your size” says the woman with a snap of her fingers. Immediately, the room begins to grow as Mark’s bones snapped and reformed into appropriate proportions. Mark almost blacks out as his spine pops and shortens along with his shoulders. Panting in shock and pain Mark looks at the woman in confusion in hopes that this is only a dream.

“Mhhm perfect! Now for the finer details” whispers the woman as she peers into his eyes. With a small breeze, Mark’s bodily hair drops off him onto the ground and disappears. His body begins to burn up and he watches in disbelief as his tanned complexion slowly becomes creamy white-ish yellow starting as patches then covering his body.

“Now those guilty hands and legs of yours trying to run from me” snorts the woman, clicking and pointing at Mark. He can only whimper as his feet painfully shrinks down becoming petite womanly feet with red polish. All the while, his calf shrinks down in mass and thighs bubble larger giving him a sexy thigh gap. From the corner of his eyes, Mark notices his hands and arms becoming smaller to match his feet and his proud biceps disappearing into thin air.

“With those thighs we’ll need a cute face to match” the lady laughs as she sprinkles some powder over Mark’s head. Immediately, Mark’s scalp begins to itch as his black hair falls past his eyes down to his shoulders turning silky smooth. His face begins to spasm as his eyebrows thins, eyelashes grow longer, and face soften as scars disappear and cheekbone lifts. Numb with pain, Mark can only blink as his eyes changes to dark brown and widen gaining an oriental appearance. Suddenly, the bridge of his nose crunches down and becomes smaller as his lips become larger giving a constant seductive smile. Lastly, Mark’s throat begins to burn as his neck slims down and his Adam’s apple disappears raising his voice to a cute soprano people consider as adorable.

“mmmhhhmmmm … urrrgh” Mark mumbles in anguish with a girly voice. Tears begin to flow from his large eyes as he knows what is to come.

“Shh … we’re getting to the best part! We don’t want puffy eyes, so stop” demands the woman. Immediately Mark stops crying and can only look on as the changes continue. “Let’s get that embarrassment out first” the lady laughs as she gives Mark’s dick a quick flick. Mark’s crotch is instantly engulfed with heat and pleasure as his dick begins to unload cum all over the floor and his petit feet. Moaning in a girl’s voice and turning himself on even more, Mark watches his cock slowly invert while still pumping out cum all over the floor. As his dick draws in, his cum slowly turns transparent and becomes less viscous looking and smelling like vaginal juices. Mark’s crotch begins to pulsate as his dick digs into his innards creating a wet vagina and pink slit in its place. He moans once more as his balls finally slurps past the slit and become ovaries immediately pumping estrogen through his body. Body shuddering, Mark’s pussy continues to heat up as the juices flow down his thigh and onto the ground. Unable to move and relieve himself of the pressure building up in his crotch Mark only manages to drool with pleasure.

Suddenly the fire burning in his crotch moves up to Mark’s hips and stomach causing him to squeal in a high voice. His hips cracks and expands to childbearing proportions and his stomach flattens out only leaving a small layer of fat on top.

“Now for the final two changes” the woman laughs, groping Mark’s ass and throwing more powder on his chest. With the woman’s hand clutching Mark’s ass, he only manages to moan as his ass begins to expand. His ass inflates into two peaches all girls envy and spills out of the woman’s fingers as she continues to grope Mark. Simultaneously, his nipples turn bright pink and his areolae doubles in size as his nipples become extremely sensitive causing Mark to hyperventilate. Fat begins to form behind his nipples and push them out, first momentarily stopping at A cups then filling up to D cups. His breasts begin to bounce has he continues to hyperventilate sparking newfound pleasure points in his body. Finally, a pink one-piece appears on his body rubbing against his nipples and digging into his new wet pussy causing him to scream in pleasure.

“Now, go lie down on that leather couch. I don’t want you passing out and hurting yourself as the mental changes begin” the woman chuckles, watching Mark sway his hips as he moves to the couch. Just as his juicy ass contacts the leather, his head snaps back and Mark falls unconscious as the woman sculpts his memories and personality, snickering as she comes up with new ideas.

After a while Mark slowly sits up dazed and confused; his head is throbbing like crazy and his hair in his eyes. “Ah, done with your nap Shion?” the old lady smiles.

“Shion? No… I’m… Ma--- Shion” Mark replies slowly. As soon as he mentions his new name, the memories and personality solidifies causing his eyes to glaze over. Mark doesn’t exist. There’s only Shion.

Shion smiles with remembrance, parts her hair to her ears and looks up at the elderly Asian lady standing nearby.

“Yes, mistress. Sorry I overslept” Shion says sheepishly

“That’s fine. But you know what to do. Bring your fuck-buddy Josh back here so that I can have a word with him. I will deal with the other two later” replies the woman.

As soon as the woman mentions Josh, Shion’s body immediately heats up and her pussy becomes wet in anticipation. Stuttering with pleasure, Shion replied, “of course mistress. He owes us after all”.