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"If you want it, you'll drink it. Of course there's a risk, there would be with any form of surgery. But based on my simulations, this will give you what you crave - and quickly." Dr Sampson held the formula out to Helen. "Y-yes," she stammered. "I want it. I'm ready. But... Will you give it to me? I've dreamed about this for years, and the feeling that I'm being changed is part of the thrill. So please doctor, will you?" Dr Sampson was a careful woman, but she had gone into this line of work because the thought of it turned her on. To administer this formula to Helen, to observe the effect, to be in control, was a major part of her kink. "You're sure?" Helen nodded. "Then beg me, you perverted slut." Helen took in a ragged breath. Her pussy was on fire already... This was her most fervent wish. "Please Dr Sampson, pour that formula down my throat. Transform me... Remake me forever!" "Remake you in...

Kevin was called from the waiting room for his appointment with Dr Matthews by a tall, dark haired nurse. Her gentle smile as she greeted him set his mind at ease somewhat, and the sashaying curves of her hips as she led him to the consulting room made his dick twitch. “Come in, have a seat. Thanks Holly.” Dr Matthews’ commanding voice matched his presence. He was tall, over six feet, and had thick dark hair and a broad chest. Nurse Holly laid a supportive hand on Kevin’s shoulder for a moment, then gently closed the door behind her as she left. The doctor encouraged Kevin. “How can I help you, Mr Sacso?” “Call me Kevin, please,” he offered. “Well doctor, I feel awful. I’m tired all the time, I’m not sleeping. I can’t make myself happy. I'm scared that there's something really wrong with me.” "Okay. Let's give you the once over and see if I can find anything." Dr Matthews deep, reassuring voice made Kevin feel a little calmer as he checked his eyes, ears, tongue, ...

Part 1 Five weeks into the ASEC crisis, and the world was at breaking point. Our town had businesses simply abandoned, police and fire services almost entirely gone. We untransformed were just trying to live like we did before, albeit with the constant threat of the signal. No television, smartphones, internet. I was still going to school every day, and despite everything I was just as miserable as I'd ever been. There weren't enough teachers anymore, and many children were absent, either being kept at home by protective parents or not having attendance enforced by transformed parents. I was just eighteen, underdeveloped, nerdy, and bullied. The fear of ASEC hadn't given my tormentors any less of a reason to mock me, just a new angle. Whereas before I was a called weed, or gay, I now got asked why ASEC only turned me halfway into a little girl. I still got beat up. ASEC didn't affect kids, but plenty of my year group weren't kids anymore. I still felt like one... I ...