Remember the story about what happened to a young man that subconsciously triggered ShapeShifter in his sleep? Well, this incident was not a lone event, a one-time thing, so to speak. It happened again elsewhere to another person. They got careless, fell asleep, had a vivid dream involving lust and sex, and triggered the ShapeShifter. When they woke up, this is what they looked like.
The plain-looking woman, who will stay anonymous, had smuggled the transformation drug into a hotel she had checked into. She had a room all to herself because she didn't want anyone close to her knowing of her dirty secret. Now, she was ridiculously conservative, making sure to never show any skin when on business. However, that didn't mean that she didn't have her deep-seated fantasies. Sometimes, she would lie awake at night, unable to sleep because she couldn't help but dream of having the body of a supermodel. It got so bad, that every time she closed her eyes, all she saw were women in swimsuits with large-breasted bodies shaped like an hourglass. She needed relief before her own body gave up on her. In her frazzled mind, the only way was with ShapeShifter.
"Just one time." She says to herself. "One time, and then, get rid of the stuff."
That night, she quickly swallowed a pill. It was done, and all she had to do now was picture the kind of body she desired. However, no matter how hard she tried, no change to her body occurred. She couldn't understand it. She was certain she ingested the drug correctly. Alas, after some time had passed, nothing had happened. Eventually, she had given up. Defeated, she collapsed onto her hotel bed. Maybe therapy isn't such a bad idea after all, she thought.
Eventually, the businesswoman fell asleep, the TV in her room still on. As she slept, however, the ShapeShifter finally reacted. It wasn't the way she planned it, but as her recurring dream took place, the unpredictable drug started to affect her small figure. Fortunately, she was in such a deep sleep that she didn't feel any pain. The skin on her arms started bubbling. Then, her short legs started to stretch and lengthen, making soft creaking sounds as they headed for the floor. Her thighs and calves were getting longer with every passing second. As that happened, her bob started to grow out, not stopping until reaching the small of her back. Her breasts ballooned in size to DD-cup size, popping some buttons on her blouse in the process. Her buttocks inflated, becoming as ample as her new mounds. The last of her changes came as her pale skin quickly tanned all over.
As the next morning came, she felt off. She awakened to find long hairs in her face. She had slept on her sides, so she thought that was normal, but then, she looked down at her new, enlarged mounds. That would wake her up.
"What on Earth?" She said, loudly. Her voice had changed as well, becoming more seductive. "My voice!"
At the sound of her new voice, she jolted out of bed and rushed to the bathroom, not realizing she was taller. She was unprepared for what she would see in the mirror: A well-endowed, long-legged, statuesque drink of water. She stood like a statue, staring at her reflection and admiring her new figure. It never occurred to her that the ShapeShifter she had taken the night before had done its work. She was too lost in her new appearance to realize it. Subconsciously, her hands went to her massive breasts, fondling them. She smiled, seemingly forgetting the events of last night.
"I look--look--like I could use a man by my side." As she spoke that last sentence, the ShapeShifter pill pulled one last move: Distorting her mind, creating a second personality. This persona was not as stuffy, nor as straight-laced. She was much more of a free spirit, man-crazy, sex-crazy, and reckless. That poor woman never realized the potency of ShapeShifter, and as a result, she must now face the consequences, in the form of a malevolent man-chaser.
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