Chapter 1

Screams of joy and orgasmic pleasure echoed out from the alley. Deep inside it, Samantha felt furious that she had not been able to make the stranger she fucked cum. Torn from her body, her shoulder-free top and extremely short skirt lay discarded in the gutter.

The man had just walked by her on the sidewalk, and she dragged him into the alley, ripping her clothes off and shoving her prey to the ground to ride him. With only one thought going through her mind, "I'm such a Slut, I'm such a Slut" repeated over and over until she came again, passing out for a minute as her body still quivered from the orgasms.

Dan, just over the shock that a woman had dragged him into an alley, tore off her clothes and wanted to rape him, as he got his clothes back on. He was a man that could not say no to that kind of offer. After she was done with him, he tossed her a dollar. Her eyes went crazy as she saw the money and as it landed on her she screamed and came again.

Slightly grossed out, Dan walk

ed out of the alley and suddenly realized he had to hurry down to the pub to meet his friends. Unknown to Dan or any other living soul, he had a dark passenger inside his mind taking a ride to wherever the host went and this bar sounded like a place where it could have fun. This being had a new game he wanted to play.

As Dan entered the bar, he looked around. A long L-shaped bar with a lot of tall bar chairs in front of it, several tables both for larger crowds with comfortable black couches and some smaller with chairs for more intimate conversations. The big-screen TV placed high on a wall showed the latest soccer game.

That all too familiar smell of tobacco and alcohol filled the air like a fog and a small aquarium had been build in between two tables with some small colorful fishes in it. The bar did not have class by any standards, but was far away from the dumpster-like watering holes you could find elsewhere in this part of town.

Dan saw his friends, walked over to them, and told his true, but hard to believe story. As he did that the being inside him slowly scanned the bar for "subjects".

Ann sat at the bar slowly sipping her usual wine from a glass. She had sat there for nearly 2 hours without a refill to her glass and didn't plan on leaving the bar until forced to. Being a freshman at the local university, thin as a twig from years of anorexia and so short that she could give her last, and only, boyfriend a blowjob standing up only bending her backside forward, she could easily hide in a crowd of three.

Tonight she tried to get drunk, partly, for this reason. Without being noticed by guys so easily, she still had not been touched down there and the few guys she dated the last year became too disgusted by her physical condition to stay any longer than the date lasted. Last night she went on such a date at the movies and the guy left during the film to "go to the toilet" and she never saw him again, so now she tried to drown her sorrows slowly.

She picked this bar because she could dress very easily to match the surrounding decorations. Tonight she felt so depressed and down that she could not stand talking to another living thing, and she needed to gloom in the dark for a bit just to get her hopes up again for the next guy.

This went far too well as a man walked up to her chair and prepared to take a seat on her. She made a high-pitched noise and the man suddenly noticed her, backing away mumbling an apology. She watched him finding an empty seat on the other side of the L-shaped bar so she could still see him after he sat down there. As she went back to glooming and staring at her drink she heard a voice again, but this time inside her head:

"She is so silent; she looked like that she was part of the furniture for a second"

She instantly recognized the voice as the guy that had tried to sit on her a moment ago, but he sat a long distance away, and that voice had been inside her own head. While thinking about this, her feet felt completely stiff from one second to the next as they moved together against her will. This sudden unwilling movement made her want to scream out or at least say something but her lips also betrayed her by staying firmly shut. Feeling the terror of stiffness crawling up from her legs, she tried to move them, but they where frozen solid in there position.

Panic made its way to all her body parts but as she tried to shift her body to get a look at her feet, she felt that she could not even budge her head anymore. She noticed that her eyes could still move, but this only made her even more horrified. As she looked down she saw her thighs move together like her feet.

She could both see and feel that the upside of her thighs had turned bright-red and felt very different, almost soft, while the rest of her legs felt rock hard. A feeling of water floating through her brain flushed for a few seconds, then vanished with a pop.

Realization dawned on her as she understood that her body slowly transformed into furniture, just like that voice had said. She knew that she should still be terrified by this but somehow that feeling had melted away with that water earlier, so she was very relaxed and calm about it. As the change continued to crawl up her body she saw that the changed body had taken a darker tone of blue, like the rest of the chairs in the bar. The change moved past her small breasts as it turned them into the same red color as her thighs and they felt like soft pillows.

Before the change moved into her arms, the arms from the shoulder to the elbow glued themselves to her torso just like her legs had done but shot forward from the elbow out to her hands to clearly form support for whoever was going to sit on her. As the change moved past her head, it turned her head backwards with her chin up like she stared towards the ceiling. Her hair flowed down her backside as it also stiffed and became the last part of her body turning into furniture.

Even after her entire body had become solid she could still think. For some reason, while she still had a million questions in her head and the first one was how this had happened in the first place, she could still not shake that relaxed feeling of that everything that happened to her had done so for a good reason.

Soon after the change finished a man came up to sit down on her. The second he touched her she had an orgasm, without any buildup. Ann's eyes did a 180 degree turn looking into her skull as her mind tried to process the feelings leaving her eyes whitewashed. The orgasm kept rocking her mind, as her stiff body could not, for close to 30 minutes straight with no pause to catch her non-existing breath.

The man sat on her thighs and rested his back against her breasts and at just those areas she had a burning sensation of pure bliss that spread all over her plastic body. When he got up and left her, the orgasm disappeared as fast as it had come. However, her eyes remained the same white color as her mind could no longer process any other thought than that it wanted someone to sit on her one more time. She was truly a part of the furniture now.

Lily had her usual bad day. That type of day that typically meant her coming to the bar trying to forget her stupid life. She had walked into the bar when it opened at eleven in the morning and did not plan to leave it until it closed.

Being very beautiful, and dressed for men to notice her, she could have scored several times that night, but she could not care less. Staring into her empty glass, she realized that she had been drinking for such a long time she forgotten what she wanted to forget. The problem for a drinker like her is that one drink is not enough, and every drink after that leads to another drink.

Unfortunately, as she got more and more drunk, she also got clumsier. She had already broken three wineglasses and a number of beer-pints. As she twirled around in her chair, she heard the strangest voice say:

"If she breaks another glass, she is going to replace it"

She recognized the voice as the bar's owner because she had talked to him several times about how late the bar opened in the day. She could see him standing on the other side of the room talking to someone, so she wondered how she could have heard him. However, her being so drunk already, it caused her not to think about it much.

She put out her arms trying to imitate an airplane and quite accidentally knocked the woman sitting next to her on the elbow. This caused the woman to drop her drink which shattered when it hit the floor. Lily didn't bother with this, as she bent her head backwards to sip the last drops off her own glass.

That was when things got weird. As she put her glass against her lips and let the wine flow down her throat, she felt something spreading outwards from her neck to other parts of her body. She could not react fast enough as this stiffening feeling of something hollow went right up and across her face.

Now she could not move a muscle in her entire body so her head locked in a backward position with her hand still holding the wineglass to her lips. She felt her body and mind twitch as her sight blurred and she suddenly found herself standing on the bar, legs spread wide and her head in the same position as before.

If she could have seen herself, she would have seen that her entire upper body had transformed into see-through glass and it was spreading further and further down her body. As it spread down her body, her dress fell off as it disintegrated. A nude, hallow, glass-statue now stood on top of the bar.

Lily's mind still worked and she could see that the entire room suddenly seemed larger, but quickly realized it was herself that shrank. Soon she stood only a meter tall but had kept the same proportions. The bartender walked up to her back with a wine bottle and poured it into her hallow inside through a hole. The wine flowing through her inside felt like someone fondling her from the inside out. The wine stopped right above her pussy and did not go down into her legs.

By now the same woman that she broke a wineglass for, had been given a new glass from the bartender and walked up to Lily. She put her glass under Lily's pussy and simply pressed one of her nipples. Suddenly Lily's inside felt like a vacuum cleaner on highest power. Her brain felt like it tugged downwards, even if she no longer had one.

She came violently as the wine from her inside, gently began to pour down into the glass. Together with the wine, her mind also seemed to be flushed out of her. When the glass almost spilled over, the woman released her nipple and the cumming stopped. Lily's completely hallow body and mind, now stood transformed into a glass statue on a bar.

Ling walked into the bar with a terrified look on her face. She thought that the man at a table worked at her office. As she recognized that the person did not turn out to be this person, her face took a more relaxed look.

Her narrow, East-Asian eyes scanned the rest of the crowd and her pretty, small, but attractive mouth gave out a small sigh of relief. Her slender but yet well-toned body moved her to one of the tables where she sat down, but her thoughts occupied another part of her body, her hair.

Ever since she got out from her hairstylist that afternoon, she had lived in fear. Fear of what her co-workers at the office would think. Fear of what her relatives would think when she got home. Her hairstylist thought that highlights would bring out her hair to its best. Afterwards she had first been screaming at her for several minutes, then running out without paying.

In the bar, she drew a lot of attention to herself with her new hair as she now sported long but very thin stripes of blond hair all around her dark brown hair. When she turned her hair in any direction she looked like a small disco light as the blond stripes almost glittered in the gloomy light of the bar. She made a small jump in her seat when she suddenly heard someone say:

"Those stripes makes her look like a wild tiger, mew!"

Ling found it very odd to hear such a thing; especially with no one close enough to speak that clear to her. She frowned at this but as she did, she felt something under her nose. As she moved this part of her face something long and thin had suddenly appeared there. She raised her fingers to check what it could be, but as soon as she touched it she suddenly became so extremely horny she had to rush to the bar's toilet.