Beautiful and Dangerous

 

The Leopard-Printed Monster

 

He Couldn't Resist (Short)

"Hee hee hee hee ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

    She laughed maliciously as her changes came to an end. By now, her physical features, especially her big, beautiful booty, had come back. All she needed was to get past the euphoria and it would be complete.

    The young man who sat there just moments ago had agreed to wean himself from "Alpha" gum, only to find himself taking it in secret. His "Alpha" female self, while in the confines of his mind, had learned of this, and she was determined to it beyond difficult to break his new habit. For now, she was determined to bleed him dry financially and make all his relationships suffer.

"I knew he couldn't resist. Nobody can resist Alpha gum. Now I can finish spending his money." 

 

"A New Start" (Short)

Left: "You won't regret this, love."

Right: "Yes. You'll love being nasty."

    And she would too. The two girls on either side of her were proud of their handiwork. They had turned a perverted young man, who had been spying on them, into one of them: Gorgeous, leggy, and heartless. The perv was short, had black hair like a mop, a freckled face, and the appearance of a mole. When the two dark-hearted beauties held him down and injected him with a pink serum, the perv would have his world changed for good.

    His black grew and flourished down his back. Unsightly facial features disappeared instantly, but then came the painful parts. Bones cracked and tissue stretched as his spine elongated, increasing his height. His flat rear inflated to a much more noticeable size. Muscles that were barely developed faded as two mounds slowly swelled inside his jacket. It was euphoric for the morphing lad, so much so that he didn't realize his "ball and chain" were receding inside him. The changes ended as HER Adam's apple shrank away inside her throat. Where the pervert once was, a long-legged stunner now stood in her beauty, and she liked her new...features. She joined her new friends in the "Society of Evie", ready to happily make...a new start.

 

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.