Dream a Little ShapeShifter II

            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.  

A Hot Monster

            When he ingested too much 𝑆ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑒𝑆ℎ𝑖𝑓𝑡𝑒𝑟 while thinking of his dream girlfriend, a young man inadvertently unleashed a monster: A very HOT monster. His stomach became tangled in knots. He fell to the floor in agonizing pain. Two mounds slowly swelled on his chest, forming from the fat around his stomach and waist and not stopping until they were very large. His hair slowly cascaded past his shoulders while curling over and over. He groaned as his hip bones shifted outward, giving him hourglass proportions. What was left of his fat moved to his derriere, giving it a noticeably large size. The moans that came from him became more and more feminine by the second. While his face remolded uncontrollably, his manhood shrank into his insides, where they reformed into a woman's ovaries.

           "Aaaaaaaaahh!"

           Finally, it was over. A shapely babe stood in place of the boy who was there just mere minutes ago. She stood in jeans that were capable of ripping anywhere an any time. That, however, didn't matter to her. The boy she was earlier was now trapped within the confines of her mind, which, by now, was gaining more and more power and intelligence with each passing second. It wouldn't be long before she had his friends under her thumbs. Her hunger for money and power was insatiable, and she would let nobody get in her way, not even her "unwanted" male self.

Dream A Little ShapeShifter

          One must be careful with ShapeShifter, especially at nighttime. If they take some and were to accidentally fall asleep, they just might trigger it via REM sleep. One particular SS user had to learn this lesson the hard way.

          He hadn't planned to pass out after taking the powerful drug, but when you're bored and channel surfing, it can happen. As he slept, he had a bizarre dream where he was sharing a bed with a buxom blonde he just had sex with. He glared at her large breasts as she lay asleep post-coitus. He would give anything to have them in his hands. His erection implied that he was ready for a "Round Two". His dream would come back to bite him in the real world as it would trigger the drug within his system.

          The slumbering young man lie still as his short head of hair made like a waterfall down to his waist. Next, his potbelly, there from too much sugary sweets, starting melting. Second by second, his stomach became leaner and leaner until it had an hourglass shape. Then, his hips cracked outward. Two mounds of flesh slowly formed before swelling to large sizes on his chest. Lastly, his "lower jewelry" slowly receded into his insides, reforming into ovaries. A well-endowed young lady now slept where a young man was just a couple of minutes ago.

          When she finally awakened, the first thing the busty babe did was look down at her body. Fortunately, between her lack of energy and the mental changes, she was in no condition to freak out. Upon subconsciously touching her new womanhood, the euphoria was enough to wake her fully. The feeling was that good, but she wanted more. Her tiny fingers simply wouldn't do. She wanted "man-meat" instead, and she knew immediately what she had to do to get it. Looking through the young man's sister's closet, she found the skimpiest bikini she saw. In a fit of pride, she took photos of herself in that bikini.

          So, as you can see, there is a consequence to taking ShapeShifter and then, falling asleep. If you have a bizarre enough dream, or even a nightmare, you might trigger it. Before you know it, you might find yourself reverting back to your own self in ill-fitting woman's clothes, with no memory of your actions or any idea how you got there. At least, that's what happened to this young lad. He likely won't live this down.

Just Go for It

             "Come oooonnn. Just go for it. You know you want me, baby."

                   She was sticking her "peach" in my face. It was getting harder by the second to resist.

                  "Are you sure it isn't the ShapeShifter talking?" I asked.

                   I didn't know what to think after watching a friend of mine morph into a Junoesque adult film actress. Seeing his face contort and his body warp while growing big breasts weirded me out. Yet, the end result was hard not to stare at. It was still my friend, however, and thumping him...her would just be wrong. The other problem was that she wasn't behaving like my friend.

                    "I don't know what you're talking about. What's ShapeShifter? I'm not going to stand here and listen to you babble, you know."

                    It was as if he no longer existed, like he just wiped himself off the Earth. He...She genuinely believed that she was a hot adult movie actress.  Making matters worse, I felt myself getting hard. I couldn't lie to myself anymore; I wanted to know what it was like. So, I started walking towards her. With every step, I heard my friend groaning in serious pain as he morphed into her.

                    Ugggghhhh...Aaauuughhh...Aaaaahhh-hah...

                    Before I could think clearly again, my pants were at my ankles, and she was moaning in lust-addled pleasure.

                    "Ohhh, yeah." She acted like she was in paradise. "Yes...YES! Push me, ram me. Harder. HARDER!"

                    She was enjoying this, and I was too hung to protest. I needed release and she was happy to oblige. So, I rammed, and I rammed, and I rammed...

                    Since then, I've been secretly spiking his favorite drinks with ShapeShifter. She was very fun to be around, and I won't lie; The sex was great, too.

               

 

Beautiful and Dangerous

 

Who Would Think...?

She was facially flawless.

She had mounds that made men stop in their tracks.

She... wasn't real.

Who would think she was the manifestation of sexual desires unleashed by the drug "ShapeShifter".

        In reality, she was a less-than-attractive brunette with a plus-sized body, pale skin, and a messy mop for hair. Then a friend who knew somebody gave her some ShapeShifter pills. Hesitant to do any drugs, she took them home stuffed them in a dresser drawer. Temptation, however, proved to be cruel and she took one to satisfy her curiosity. She was finally relieved, falsely thinking there was nothing harmful about the drug. Later that night, though, she would prove herself via a bizarre dream.

        As she slept, fat shifted around her body, going mostly to her breasts and thighs. The former swelled and swelled until reaching huge proportions. Her thighs became thick but remained curvy enough to retain a sexy look. When she awakened, she felt something was wrong and ran to her bathroom. When she got there, she was floored by what was in the mirror.

    

    She took a long look at her now-gigantic breasts and held them in her hands. She couldn't hide her enthusiasm at her new mammaries, long, blonde locks, and much-smaller hourglass of a body. Then, as if on cue, something happened inside her mind. It was as if a severed wire magically re-connected. Stars formed in the transformed girl's eyes as a second persona was coming to the surface.

    This persona, more amoral and loose, was a polar opposite of the girl, and she did not want to be cooped up in her home. She wanted to be out on the town, getting hot and heavy with some worthy man. Without a second thought, she took off for the nearest clothing store and then, to the nearest club.

By Day, By Night

        By day, I was an esteemed professor for a notable public college, but I was also easy to miss. I hardly got any attention except for when somebody bumped into me by accident. If I didn't say anything, you would hardly know I was there. I was THAT unnoticeable. But by night, I was this well-sculpted model.

        She was the object of anyone with a member. Yet nobody knew my secret: ShapeShifter. I never realized what it could do to you, to your body, to your brain. It was given to me by a kindly older man, who said it was "what I needed to spice up my life". I thought he was a real weirdo until I felt the euphoria in my metamorphosis. I can't really explain it. When I use ShapeShifter, it's like another woman is in control of my body. She then reshapes it to her liking and when she's finished, she's off.

        When I return to normal, however, I seem to have these strange visions flash through my mind. A good number of them are quite graphic. When I closed my eyes once, my "other" self was slowly and sexually undressing. I was disgusted. To do something like THAT at my age would kill my career instantly. It was as if she didn't care if she was in the raw...or being watched. 

        My fears of being exposed are somehow washed away after I spray myself with the stuff. I would normally freak out over things like this but I had no memory of doing any of these things. Moreover, I just didn't have it in to do so. I just seemed...indifferent, like I didn't care at all that I was sharing my body with this...this...tart. What's even stranger is...I think I might have *enjoyed* it.