Dave didn't consider himself a vigilante, he never had a personal motive to connect him to the targets he picked. Settling the rifle butt, against his shoulder, he thought of himself more as an equaliser, someone making the world a better place one person at a time.
The crosshairs lining up on his target, a people trafficker was rising from the bed. Scratching at his crotch, he was head of the main route in from the poorer Asian nations. The flight from the rising sea levels causing a degree of desperation, and providing him with a constant supply of new women without options to bed. Luke didn't know he'd bedded his last victim, giving her ass a pat, as she fled the bedroom, her face crimson with shame, and her eyes watering.
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He didn't have time to cry out, as the glass shattered. The impact, causing him to reach for the sting on his ass. A tiny trace of blood on his finger the only hint he'd been shot. Dismissing it as an insect bite, he was surprised, as the bed rose up to meet his collapsing body.
The nanites rendering him limp as a gutted fish. He was capable only of breathing and looking desperately at the ceiling. The overhead fan continued spinning, indifferent to his fate. The vague thought that he thought a heart attack would have hurt more drifting through his brain.
As the nanites spread and multiplied, Dave watched with amusement, as his body spasmed on the bed. His bones re-aligning, his shoulders narrowing. Luke realised as the changes progressed what was happening, the sensation of his muscles withering away. But, it was the flabby weight building on his chest that told him clearly of his destination.
Unable to even gurgle in protest, Luke transitioned fully into a woman. The nanites re-wrote him to match the female DNA, they found.
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Within two minutes, he was identical to the woman he'd just bedded. At the very periphery of his vision, her new tits were visible, topped by those horrifyingly large nipples. The chill breeze of the air keeping her too aware of that new sensitivity, in this world, in this new role, that new vulnerability.
However, Dave's darts had more than a duplication effect. As her breathing eased, Luke felt some freedom return to her throat. She called for help... or would have if she'd been able to speak. Her vocal cords excluded from the DNA replication.
Her hands couldn't even reach from her side. Smiling wider, as he watched through the scope, Dave enjoyed the sight as the next stage started. As Luke's breathing sped up, she felt her chest expand. Her tits, already too big, were swelling larger, getting heavier, more prominent, as she lay powerless.
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It was up to their emotions, and how hard they fought, how extreme their bodies would become. Disassembling his rifle, Dave switched to watching through binoculars. Turns out Luke was quite the fighter, as her bust spilled across her chest, pinning her arms to the bed, by sheer weight.
A tear trickled from Luke's eye, as he felt the changes continue.
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Dreading, and expecting the worst, she wasn't disappointed. Unobserved, even by Dave, her limp body was found by one of her henchmen. Lifted carelessly from the bed, thrown over his shoulder, Luke was dumped (back) with the other girls. The comforting words meaningless babble to her ears, as the slow recovery back to mobility returned to her.  | Members who added to this interactive story also contributed to these: |
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