This choice: Becoming Rain sounds like fun and relaxing • Go Back...Chapter #5Becoming Rain sounds like fun and relaxing by: Unknown You open the door and step into the small room. The room is the size of a small closet but the floor dips into a bowl shape and is empty except for a small table in middle. On the table is a vial. It says 'Drink Me.' You're not sure what to expect, but you feel adventurous.
It all happened so quickly. All in under a minute. You drink the sweet tasty contents and as soon as the vial is empty you start feeling very strange. The temperature in the room increase very quickly. You start to sweat and your skin starts to tingle all the way from the top of your head to the tips of your toes. You start to think that maybe this wasn't a good idea. It is steady getting hotter and hotter and hotter. You are covered in sweat. Your feet feel as if they are swimming around in a small puddle. You adjust your bra for a more comfortable fit, but it's only a distraction. You try the door, but it's locked. You almost start to panic. When the heat spikes so high, you think you are about to pass out. You can't take it any more!
Suddenly, your body explodes into an airy mist, a girl-shaped cloud. The temperature drops very quickly and so do your clothes. Everything you are wearing, clothes, jewelry, even your makeup and nail polish simply slumps off your body and tumbles to the floor. They pass right through you like you weren't even there. You look down at yourself in amazement. You look like a fluffy white cloud, dense, but light. You feel yourself floating up out of the heap of your former clothes and hover there several feet above them.
You feel amazing! You tingle all over and like you haven't a care in the world. Soon, the air currents in the room cause you to lose your girlish figure and your new body rolls and folds into a traditional fluffy cloud. The air feels great as it blows through you and lifts you higher into the room. You seemed to be at the mercy of the wind, but you don't care right now.
A moment later, the door opens and you see one of the maids come in. She is carrying a small basket. She kneels next to your clothes and separates them. She pulls the socks from their sneakers and squeezes out the sweat or is it rain before she folds them together and places them and the sneakers in the basket. She pulls your bra from your shirt, extracting as much liquid as she can. Then, she folds them and puts them in the basket as well. Finally, she pulls the panties from your jeans and squeezes them until not a drop remains. She folds the panties and jeans and puts them away. Finally, she gathers up the rest of your stuff into the basket and carries them away with even a word. But you don't care. But, now that the door is open, the wind has changed.
You feel yourself changing. You start to darken. You feel a rumble within yourself. Energy sparks within you and then you let out an unpleasant sound. A clap of thunder fills the small room. You excuse yourself and a couple of seconds later you start to leak. Slowly at first, but as the seconds pass, you turn into a downpour. You feel yourself pouring on the nice weather proof flooring forming a small puddle. The cloud up above slowly grows smaller as the puddle grows bigger. Soon, the cloud of you is gone. The rain stops and you are now a tiny tranquil lake.
That was great fun! A little scary at first! You think, but you can't help but wonder what happens next. Do repeat the cycle? If so, does it ever stop? Do turn back to normal? Does something else happen? indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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