The Woman Formula

by: themalcontentedgentleman



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The Woman Formula (transcript from chat short story) By: themalcontentedgentleman I walk into the room and set up a small wooden stool. Across from it I set up a small video camera on a tripod. I flip it on and then sit on the stool facing the lens of the camera. My 6'2 frame filling up the frame as I nervously rub a large hand over my shaved head. Blue eyes looking right into the lens as I settle down on the chair as uncomfortable as it is. Nervously putting my hands in my lap of my shorts as I begin. The room feels warm, even though I am only in a simple t-shirt, shorts and sandals I clear my throat. "This is the first trial run of the formula I call, the woman factor. It costs a pretty penny, but if it lives up to expectations it will be worth it. As far as I know, this formula has never been tested on humans. It was stole...acquired from my many black market connections. I've been told it is from a now defunct black ops program of the U.S. military's chemical warfare division. Which has of course been officially denied. " *tugs at collar, beads of sweat on forehead, showing my anxiety, I wipe the beads from my forehead with the back of my hand and continue... "My sources have told me, that this antigen. is all that remains of the program. The program's goal was to make a pathogen that could be delivered to the enemy combatants, in their water supply, that would effectively make them docile and easy to manage. This would be done through a radical formula that would target, the male genome and switch them to their female counter. Turning all hostility and anger to peace and compliance. The main combatant would be ISIS and equivalent terrorist radicals. However, upon leakage of this revolutionary weapon to the press by a disgruntled female scientist. Congress balked upon ethical means, and put an end to the program. All research was soon ordered destroyed. All but the one I hold in my hand. I've already broken down it's elements. So, if this test is a success. I will be able to continue the work. Do to the potential danger of this formula, I will be testing this on myself. In case of my death or incapacity, my notes have been forwarded to my colleagues, to ensure the survival of this program. The sole purpose of this video is to showcase the effects of the potion, I admit trepidation but fortune favors the bold." Resolved I look at the camera again as I pull out a small vial, a strange pink formula swirls around within. I dramatically uncork it and hold it up for the camera, before bringing it too my lips and swallowing it in quick gulps, my head lulled back. That finish I lick the remainder from around my lips and gaze at my watch, then back to the camera. "According to the research, the potions effects should start to be felt, once absorption is fed through the stomach lining into the blood. That can take anywhere to ten to..15...." *groans as I hold my stomach, lurching forward, recovering I look at the camera in small pants. "It seems my calculations were off. I am feeling a strange tingling throughout my body, and my stomach is lurching...it seems to be intensifying and..." I squirm on the chair, head drenched in sweat, my hands roaming over my body as I try to refocus. "The tingling is intensifying, increasing..it..is quite *gasps pleasurable. This is the result of the potion hitting the pleasure centers of the brain, to quell the stress of the transformation....I " hands slip down to my hard bulge in my shorts "I am quite aroused as you can see. It's hard to control myself. Another effect...of the formula...I suspect" On the camera, already the effects can be seen, my once shaved head is sprouting brown hair, filling out the previous thin spots. The follicles growing in, and lengthening rapidly, tugging at my scalp I gasp again as I feel the weight of the sudden hair growth, strands falling into my view, as it flows past my shoulders. I run my hands through it. Noticing for the first time how different my hands look. In front of my eyes I watch the skin ripple. The hair follicles falling away, fingernails lengthen from the tips of my fingers. My fingers cramping as they shrink, becoming smaller, dainty. First the left, then the right. I flex my hands in awe of their new size and softness. My voice coming out in awe. "As you can see. The changes are commencing rapidly. All ready my hair growth is excessive, growing out in minutes what would take months or years. My hands... " holds them up to the camera "Are now of feminine size and shape. I feel the changes moving into my arms now..." I hug myself as I feel and watch the changes wash up my arms, the large arms, thinning, the muscles twitching as they slim down, the bones shifting as my arms shrink, the changes flowing up and into my shoulders. Theirs a loud crack, as bones shift. It doesn't hurt. In fact with each change the pleasure grows. My mind whirling as it is assaulted with new pleasures. I barely notice as the arm hair flakes away. My shirt hanging loose on my narrow shoulders as I seem to shrink in on myself. The sounds of bone and cartilage popping and shifting fills the camera, as I close my eyes for a moment trying to strengthen myself I breath in shallow rapid breathes, as the air is forced from my lungs from the sudden narrowing of my ribcage. My eyes flash open. As on camera, first the left, then the right switch from their original blue to a brown shade. I grit my teeth, as facial hair falls away in waves, splattering over my loose t-shirt below. I hear and feel the cartilage in my nose and ears, pop and shrink. My eyes watering, as the eye sockets grow larger, teeth moving in my narrowing jaw. I try to speak but my tongue feels numb. I my eyelids flutter rapidly, trying to refocus, to gain control. The eyelashes lengthening, thick and long, framing my large eyes. My brow itches, as my eyebrows thin, arching, beautifully sculpted and female. Cheekbones raise on my face, my nose, small with a cute slight upturn to it. I manage to regain focus, looking into the camera "The changes are...indeed...intensifying. It's like" I cough, as I swallow rapidly, throat muscles narrowing, as my voice box changes. The pointy peak melting away from my neck...flattening.... "nothing I've ever felt before..it feels so...good.... " I almost purr at that. my voice high and feminine. Causing me to pause in my narration. I gulp as my mind whirls, two small bangs breaking my reverie. I feel my shoes fall away from me, revealing the small petite feet within, the changes flowing up my legs now, the calves spasming, as the flesh thins, leg hair falling away beneath the baggy pants, My calves cramp as they swell with muscle, defining, tracing up my thighs, which fill out, my feet hanging above the ground as my legs shorten by inches I squirm on the seat of the stool, feeling the flesh beneath swell, the excess weight from my height loss, moving to my hips and ass. I feel the ass cheeks lift beneath me. A gasp escaping my lips as my pelvis cracks and reforms, pressing out my narrow hips. I bite my lip then speak "The changes now are in there final stages...Genitalia of yet haven't changed... my hand openly rubbing my hard on as I bring it in view. Not wanting to stop the pleasure and telling myself it is just to show the results. But there's a growing need in me, welcoming the show, encouraging it, spurring me on it wants more. I stifle that want and speak again "So...ugh...far..mental capacities seem to be intact...but I find my self control slipping...I...feel. God I feel..." Moaning with wanton abandon. I slip off my shirt and pants in a rapid mania. Sitting naked on the stool now. My back arching as on camera, my small pink nipples darken. The flesh crinkling as they harden, the areolas widening, as thousand of nerve ends grow and expand. I forget my manhood, both hands flying to the chest as I tug on the hard thumb size nipples. The flesh beneath swelling, press outwards. The feelings are ecstatic and I don't want them to end but I manage to speak, my mind barely registering what I am saying through the bliss. "Final....changes are....fuck...commencing...mammaries are growing... finding it hard...hard to think now..brain rewiring from flow of estrogen...Oh god" My petite hands rubbing the cones of flesh, feeling them press into my palms, as the tissue with in fills out, as if two balloons are filling with air. I feel the weight of the flesh, the tightness of the skin, as they expand, the cones round and lush, the flesh overwhelming my petite hands. I feel the jiggle of them, how high they sit on my chest, not yet affected by years of gravity. As in moments I grow breasts that would take a girl, years to develop. The massive watermelon size orbs are electric in sensation as I mead and fondle the soft tissue. A sudden pressure in my groin draws my attention their, as I try to look past my shelf of delicious tit flesh. Panting now I continue to narrate as if on autopilot. "Full development of titties...err breast has finished. Final changes in my cock...err male genitalia is commencing. My mind is wandering. I find it so hard to like...focus. linguistic skills seem to be effected. Was this part of the results intended?" As if on a mind of their own my hands slide down to my throbbing member as I openly stroke it, its rock hard and red, the sensitivity building in it with each stroke. It begins to shrink rapidly in my hands, a slit forming just below my testes as they begin to deflate. Like air out of a tire. I stroke faster now...my thighs twitching, the hair around my genitals long gone, leaving behind smooth skin, finally with a howl of joy and pleasure I explode, thick ribbons of cum surging onto my flat stomach, my organs gurgling beneath as they shift, waist sucking inwards, a soft sexy curve at the front of my stomach leading down to my changing manhood. My mind blanks, ribbons of ecstasy flowing across my brain, chemicals spiking, short circuiting it, rewiring. The orgasm seems to go on and on, the cum, thinning and clearing, a new smell mixing in with the juices, as with a resounding slurp, my testes, one after another, slide up an into me through the large slit. I feel them move and shift, framing on each side, of my fully developed womb. Forming the ovaries of my new female body. My penis now a slippery numb, slips from my fingers, as it slides up to the top of the slit, a flesh hood covering over it as it forms the clit of my new female sex. My fingers don't hesitate. I slip them into me. My fingers coated in my former male cum and new female juices, I bring them to my lips, my full pouty lips as I taste myself for the first time. My eyes widening in shock as I pull my hand from my lips with a noticeable pop sound. My new body is bathed in sweat, which gleams in the harsh lights of the room. Finally, through half open glazed eyes I speak. "Final...body...changes....are like done...That part of the...exper... thingy...is great. But, my mind is not my own. I feel these needs. These wants. my titties...and body feel so senst...sensit.....good. I can't control myself...I can't fight..it..I need..I need. " *hands trace over my chest and body, my eyes taking on a wanton needful look, as the previous me, is there. But not in control. "I... need a man!" Jumping up I knock over the camcorder, it falls facing me on the ground, watching my naked form walk away, oblivious of my nakedness, a sexy sway to my hips. Stopping at the door I turn to the camera with a wink and then I disappear from view the sounds of my giggling fading into the distance out of frame......Fade to black... The End

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