...Darren sat up in their bed in the middle of the night while Carmen continued to sleep soundly beside him. Having no idea what Darren had just dreamt about, how real it all felt to him, the voices he heard, the odd stuff he seen happen to him and others around him the dream, there's now that could have been real, could it....no, there's just no way, but I felt it all and it felt so real to me. he thinks as he feels a cold sweat as he sits there.
Almost in a state of shock as wipes his forehead before looking around to see his loving wife Carmen still laying their sprawled out snoring away. A sight that made him feel much better because of what saw happen to her in his dream, oh thank god. Darren says in his head as he sees his wife still there.
After a few heavy breaths in and out deeply, Darren calms himself down to a point where his eye lids are heavy and starts to doze off as he was just about lay back down to sleep. Out nowhere it seemed, he suddenly hears the very same voice he heard in his head in the almost nightmarish dream he had, telling him the same thing he heard in his dream, Darren, I have bestowed a gift upon you, a gift that you can use to however you please, but choose wisely my child. I can take it away as easily as I have given it to you., leaving Darren shaking on the bed as hears that deep thunderous voice in his head once more.
Leaving him shook to his core as he realizes that this might actually be real, that his dream is actually something. Where he just sits there wide eyed and shaking because he knows what follows and like in his dream he hears the thunderous voice in his head once more, be careful my child, and use this morphing ability responsibly. The voice tells him.
This can't be real, it just can't be. Darren keeps telling himself as he sits there shaking trying to erase it from his kind but he just keeps on thinking about it, to the point that he accidentally causes an unwanted morph on himself like in his dream.
He accidentally morphed his hands into copies of his own size 12 feet which made him almost jump out of skin at the sight, despite that he kept himself quiet at as a mouse and didn't move an inch. Making sure not to wake Carmen who just sort of stretched a bit and continued snoring away loudly, oh fuck, this isn't real, this isn't real. He rambled on in his head as his feet hands turned back into his hands.
Where he quickly laid back down underneath the blankets and fell asleep as quickly as he possibly could in hopes that what he just experienced again was just part of his nightmarish dream. Where he laid until his eyes closed and slept not dreaming anymore after that.
8 full hours of sleep later.....
Darren finally began to awaken from his slumber, fully remembering exactly what transpired that night and stay up in bed to see Carmen had already gone to work. Normally he would be up for her to greet him in the kitchen where he had a coffee waiting for her, with a glance at the alarm clock he sees that it's almost 9 in the morning, "wow I'm slept in late." Darren says to himself as he pulls the covers off and gets up out of bed.
Luckily for him, he has the day off from work today, so he can just do what ever and not worry about being late to work or anything. Instead he just slips on a pair of his slippers and shuffles along his carpeted floor to the master bathroom where he decides to get ready for the day. He kicks off his slippers in the corner of the bathroom, pulls his boxer briefs off, tossing them in the laundry basket. Still a little sleepy despite his long sleep, but nightmarish night he just slowly moves along as he turns the shower on, getting it warm before stepping in.
Where he leans his back up against the tile wall under the large shower head, letting the warm relaxing water run down his slightly above average muscular male hairy body. Closing his eyes as he just relaxes as he thinks about his wife Carmen who is at her place of work. Thinking of how they sometimes would take showers together, sometimes turning sexual in the shower which consisted of mostly kissing and sloppy blow jobs since Carmen really doesn't know what she's doing yet despite her age. Something that Darren really thought about, especially her nice natural perky breasts,
Where for a moment in his state of relaxation under the warm water, he feels an odd sensation on his chest, like something heavy is pulling on it. At first he didn't really give much thought about it until the feeling persisted, to the point that he picked his head slowly opened his eyes as the warm water ran down his body. Looking down, he sees something that he thought his eyes were playing tricks on his mind. Rubbing his eyes with his hands he looks again and sees the very same thing again on his chest.
Leaving him stunned as he sees an exact copy of Carmen's perky breasts hanging off his hairy chest. Which looks absolutely weird because surrounding his newest addition to his body is still very hairy, but his new boobs are hairless. Where he just stares at them in disbelief at the fact that they're right there on his own chest, at first he was hesitant on touching them, but he couldn't resist. He slowly reached up with both of his masculine hands and cupped them. Making lay his head back against the tile wall as it sent pleasure and shivers up his spine.
Feeling mixed feelings from it, feeling the pleasure they're giving off along with actually feeling yourself touching them. Where you look back down at them again where you finally realize that the morphing ability that you were given in your dream is actually real. That the thunderous voice in your head was actually real and that the copy of Carmen's breasts are real as well, "holy fucking shit, that voice wasn't lying." Darren says to himself.
I told you my child, now have fun. the same thunderous voice in Darren's head tells him.
"But, why me?" Darren asks.
Just consider yourself lucky and enjoy. the voice answers.
Leaving Darren with more questions than answers, so he lets go of his breasts and focuses on morphing them away. Just like that he sees them disappear and replaced with his old hairy legs again, "god that is weird."
I'm not weird. the thunderous voice in Darren's head interjects.
"Would you stop listening to me." Darren tells the voice.
I've always been listening, but now I must go. The voice in Darren's head says for the last time, at last that's what he hopes anyways.
From there Darren tries not to cause any more morphs to himself as he washes his hair along with his body before just resting against the tile wall once more. For a while were he just thinks of what has all just transpired with him before turning off the shower, grabs the towel he draped over the glass shower wall. Drying himself off and hangs the towel back before stepping out where he walks over to the mirror to get a good look at himself as he decides to try a morph to see what happens when he does it. Thinking for a moment, he focuses on morphing....
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