This choice: You experiment a little further. • Go Back...Chapter #10You experiment a little further. by: Wassel   I mean, really I should tell Kerry and Saunders what happened... you said to yourself, as you stood there glancing between the laundry basket and the phone. The laundry having way more pull at the moment. ...But then again, this power is so awesome. What'd be the harm in testing it out a little further? Maybe this time with someone else's clothes. It just being too damn good an opportunity to pass up. If you really needed to, you figured, you could always give them a call later on, but right now there didn't appear to be any kind of adverse side effect to shape shifting that you'd noticed. And besides, if you did tell them, who's to say you wouldn't end up getting carted off by the military and used in their experiments? You certainly didn't want that. Nah. Best to just keep it to myself right now. At least until I've got a handle on how it all works.
So, tossing your sock back into the laundry basket, you instead looked for another item of clothing to try out. Ending up with two options that you thought might be pretty fun. One of your little sister's tops and your father's work shirt. Curious to know what it might actually be like to be one of them. Seeing how, apart from your mother, the two of them were the most different from you physically. Tabitha obviously being a girl, but she was both smaller and much skinnier than you as well. And as for your dad, well, not only was he a good few inches taller, he had a much more impressive physique. Having the kind of build you wished you had, had it not been for the fact that you absolutely hated working out.
Deciding, Why not try Dad first, you grabbed your father's shirt and repeated the process. Quickly getting the hang of it now as you felt the transformation begin to take place much quicker than before. Watching in fascination as your body began expanding. Realizing that you probably should have taken off your t-shirt and jeans first, seeing as they were now going to be completely ruined. Too late for that now I guess, you mused as your arms thickened up. Swelling with muscles and growing much thicker, darker hair along their length. The rest of your body similarly filling out all over as your head grew ever closer to the ceiling.
In less than a minute flat, there you now stood in your father's much larger, muscular body. Squeezed as it was into your clothing that once again felt like it was about to explode at any moment. Seams tearing slightly as you flexed. Oh well, Mom's boobs pretty much ruined this t-shirt anyway, you said to yourself with a shrug, feeling a little like the incredible Hulk now or something (even though your dad wasn't quite that huge). It was cool though, having muscles for once. Being noticeably taller as well. Thinking that you had to be at least on par with Randall.
"I gotta check this out in the mirror," you said. Listening to your father's voice leave your mouth. Quickly making your way back out into the hallway and the full length mirror. Chuckling this time as you looked at your reflection, as opposed to freaking out. It still being very strange of course to see an image that was not your own, but at least time you knew fine well what had happened.
After giving yourself a quick once over, examining all the various differences between this body and your own, you decided to have a little fun. Posing then in as many ways as you could think of to show off your new physique. Never imagining in a million years your father actually doing this himself. Grunting like a professional wrestler as you asked yourself, "How'd you like these guns, Timmy-boy? Your old man's pretty buff." Finding yourself unable to keep a straight face for long. Still, unlike with your mother, being your dad felt a lot less creepy and your were really enjoying yourself now. No doubt due to the fact that you were still a guy instead of a girl. It actually being kind of awesome to be older and a lot less scrawny. Testing your new strength on various items around the house that you struggled with lifting before.
Yeah. I've definitely got to try Dad again, you thought, on returning to the kitchen a good ten minutes later, after having had your fun. Curious now to find out what being your little sister might be like.
Picking up one of Tabitha's tops out of the laundry basket (a little pink 'Hello Kitty' number), you looked at it for a moment and pondered whether or not this really was a good idea, or if like with your mother it might be a too creepy. You didn't hesitate for long however. Your curiosity far outweighing your reluctance. She might be your sister but other than David, you didn't really have any more shape shifting options to hand. Besides, transforming into her would be a far more dramatic change than him. And that was the whole point of this after all. You had an awesome new power you just had to explore. "Alright Tabitha, here I come..."
Just as with the previous times the shape shifting process felt incredibly pleasurable, though no longer quite as intense as it had been. Surmising that your body had obviously gotten over the initial shock of it as you very quickly started to shrink. Going from your dad's 6 feet plus inches to Tabitha's barely over 5. Your previously overly stretched clothing hanging loose now off of your sister's scrawny 13 year old body. Feeling again the now familiar sensation of blond hair tickling at your neck and shoulders, as well as a noticeable absence between your legs. Having most definitely become a girl once more.
Back again in front of the mirror, you examined your new visage. Uttering to yourself, "So... Weird..." as you stared at your little sister's face. Transforming into your father being one thing, but being an entirely different gender really was something else. Being unable to help yourself from running your fingers through your long hair and prodding gently at your face. Similarly, as with your father, striking a few poses as Tabitha and making fun of her out loud. Finding it funny to do so with her own voice.
"My name is Tabitha and I'm an annoying little crybaby. My brother, Tim is the coolest guy in the world!" You giggled, very much enjoying yourself now after having gotten over the initial weirdness of it all.
After a few minutes more of this, you finally concluded, "Being a chick doesn't seem so bad." Finding this a lot less disorientating than when you'd shifted into your mom. Mind you, I don''t really have much going on down there. Your gaze dropping then towards your less than impressive chest. Barely able to make out anything at all in the chest department beneath your ill-fitting shirt. Tabitha at 13 having not fully developed yet, especially in comparison to your mom, who was absolutely huge. "I mean, I'm a guy and I've almost got bigger boobs than Tabitha has", you said to yourself as you gingerly prodded at the two little buds. Finding the sensation to actually be kind of disappointing. Not that you'd transformed yourself purely so that you could grope your little sister's chest, but you were a boob man through and through, and admittedly it should be one of the perks of having this power. Seeing how you'd had pretty much zero experience with the real things up until this point. Up until you'd given your mom's a quick feel that is. Recalling how soft and heavy they were... How nice it would be to experience that sensation again...
No. No, I can't do that. That'd be too weird, you stopped yourself, well aware of what it was you were now thinking. I can't change back into Mom just to feel her boobs... Can I?
The mere fact that you had to ask yourself this question however clearly showed that deep down you very much wanted to, as weird as it was. She might be your mother and it might be kind of creepy but she was also an incredibly busty woman, and for a red blooded sexually inexperienced guy like you this was about all the reasoning you needed. Your curiosity at having boobs, big boobs at that, far outweighing any of the creepiness you really should be feeling.
Fuck it. It can't hurt can it? I've already been her once before and its not like anybody is around to see. Double checking over your shoulder just to be sure. Finding that you were still very much alone.
Having decided this then, you couldn't help but feel a rush of excitement coursing through your body as you returned again to the kitchen and hurriedly grabbed your mother's panties from off the floor. Holding them tightly in your hand as you made your way back towards the mirror (wanting to see the transformation this time) and said to yourself, "Well, here goes nothing..."
This time, as you were already a girl, the process wasn't quite so dramatic. Not really losing much in the way of height. Though it was still pretty amazing to witness, especially with the mirror in front. Watching Tabitha's young body physically shifting before your eyes. Going from a young, nubile 13 year old girl, to a incredibly curvy, voluptuous 41 year old woman. Her chest, hips, thighs and ass all expanding quite dramatically. Almost as if you were watching some really cool movie special effect inside of real life. Only you weren't. This really was happening. It being only once the transformation was done and Jennifer Connors once again stood before you that you realized, for as similar in looks as Tabitha and your mom were, their actual physiques really couldn't be much more different. Tabitha definitely having some growing up to do in the curve department to do if she was going to end up anything like your mother.
"Yep.." you muttered, again taking it all in. Deciding that, "...This is still kind of freaky. I'm Mom. I'm actually Mom." Before moving your attention then towards the very thing that had made you shift back into her in the first place - her boobs.
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