Not Here!

Danny walked to the whiteboard to begin his presentation to the rest of the class. His stomach rumbled and gurgled, and he was sweating, but he put it down to nerves.

The start of his talk went well, but he soon found himself stumbling over words and getting lost. What was wrong with him?

He stopped. No - this couldn't be! It only happened at night, during the full moon! Never in the daytime... "Oh god, it's the eclipse! Not here!" he mumbled, but enough of the class heard him to laugh at him.

There hadn't been an eclipse since these transformations started. He didn't know, how could he? There were no written rules. But as he felt his legs lock and his fingers crack, he knew that his secret would be out in moments. His hips and ass began to spread, packing weight onto his lean frame. His pants were drawn tight, clearly revealing his erection under the material.

"Urgh, Danny's got a boner!" squealed Marie from the front row of desks. Danny couldn't respond or run. His body was in the middle of a total betrayal. His hands shrunk, becoming petite, and his nails grew. His angular face softened as he became chubby. His hips, ass and thighs were now thick, and although his shoulders were narrowing, something else was straining his shirt buttons.

From the moment the moon had passed over the face of the sun, Danny's body had started to change. Inside his body, a uterus and vagina had formed. His nipples had begun to spread over the surface of his skin, large, the palest brown. Now those nipples tented his shirt as a mass of flesh grew behind them, forcing them forward, creating bigger and bigger gaps between the buttons of his shirt. The sensation of his breasts growing, big, sensitive and soft, the mass of new nerves and receptors, prompted the rewiring of his brain. His personality began to warp.

Soft chestnut hair fell around his newly womanly face. He gritted his teeth as fear, pain and pleasure all crossed over with one another and he came, his sperm blasting over and over into his pants. It was the final step: his masculinity purged, Danny's werewoman body finalised it's form. His dick dwindled away, forming the soft nub of his new clitoris, and his reconfigured balls sucked into his abdomen to become ovaries. His overloaded shirt burst apart, and two huge, heavy breasts tumbled out, swinging for a few moments just above his navel before control returned to his limbs and Danny was able to clamp his new feminine hands over them.

Half the class was filming him on their phones. Some were recoiling in fear. At least a couple, including the teacher, were idly fondling themselves, slack-jawed at the transformation from wiry student to huge-breasted woman.