Transfiguration
Copyright© 2025 by Flavorfulcorpse
Chapter 2
Thanks to markf52 for the editing help.
I was asleep almost immediately when my head hit the pillow. I woke up, naked in the dark room, having the canisters emptying into my body yet again. The only canisters that seemed to hurt this time were the ones that were injected into my groin, and that shit hurt bad. After several minutes the canisters retracted out of view, and I laid there in the room waiting for what was to come next. I must have dozed off, because I woke to hearing voices.
“The subject has an overall improvement of thirty-three percent.”
“Yes, yes, an improvement, but not good enough.”
“We will boost the subject one more time after this.”
“Yes, yes, that would be wise.”
“It is awake.”
“Bring in the female subject.”
The woman they brought in was a very pretty redhead with massive tits. She wasn’t fair complected like most redheads, she had tan-lines, and they were almost glowing against the rest of her darkened skin. I started to get hard looking at her, because her body was toned and sculpted. The longer I looked at her, the harder I got. She didn’t even seem to notice where she was, like she was in a trance.
“The male subject seems to be attracted to the female subject.”
“Yes, yes, his breeding organ has grown.”
“Let’s get them closer.”
They released me from the table I was on and let me walk over to the woman. Her hair was auburn red, and she had a neatly trimmed patch of pubic hair. Her tits were big and looked like they could defy gravity, which made me think they were store bought, her areolas and nipples were a dark pink, and I like those. I don’t like pussy hair, nor do I like fake tits, so that was a turn-off for me. They spun her around and I got a good look at her ass. It was a magnificent ass, and I could tell she worked to keep it the way it was.
“The male subject doesn’t like the hair above the female subject’s breeding organ.”
“The male subject calls it a ‘Pussy.’”
“No, no, nor does he like the female subject’s artificially augmented nutrient fluid sacs.”
“The male subject calls them ‘Tits.’”
“Yes, yes, what was the male subject calling the padding for sitting?”
“The male subject called that the ‘Ass.’”
“Computer, make the adjustments for this world’s terms.”
“Adjustments made and stored.”
A bright light shone down on the woman, from somewhere above her, shining on her chest. I watched as her breast implants appeared in front of her and then disappeared, without her tits changing at all. I watched as the light moved down her body and when it got to her crotch it stopped and got brighter for a flash and her pubic hair was gone. The light moved up her body once again and stopped at her head.
I could see a focused beam of light just below her left ear on her jawline. I watched as a weird blue symbol appeared on her skin. The symbol looked like a capitalized ‘E’ except the top part of the ‘E’ was backwards and the middle was rounded and was barely visible. The light moved over to me and a beam hit me on the upper right portion of my chest muscle and made the exact same symbol on me, except mine was five times bigger and it tingled until it was finished being applied to me.
“Now for the female subject to analyze the male subject.”
“Yes, yes, she will give us data on how the females of this planet prefer their males.”
The light spread out and became very bright above me. I saw her staring intently at me, I began to be spun around to where I was looking away from the woman. I was kept that way for several minutes, before I turned back around to face the woman once again. The light moved down my body and I could feel tingling all over. When the light reached my feet, it began to move back up my body and stopped on my crotch. I couldn’t look down, but I could feel the sensation of warmth on my dick.
“According to the female subject the male subject is very inadequate.”
“The female subject called it a ‘cock’ and hopes the male subject’s breeding fluid sacs called ‘balls’ that hold the breeding fluid called ‘cum’ and the ‘cum’ should taste good.”
“Computer, add the female subject’s terms to the database.”
“Terms added and stored.”
“Yes, yes, now we know what the females of this plant want in a male, and we can adjust the serum to make the changes.”
“We must be careful not to go too fast, because we must make it look like natural growth.”
“Yes, yes, his cock is covered, so that change can take place immediately.”
“Agreed.”
The woman was led out of the room, and I was placed back on the table. The canisters with the silver and black liquid moved to my armpits and started to inject me with the fluid. When they were done a single canister reappeared and moved towards my crotch. It stopped just above my dick and began to inject me with the silver and black liquid. It was the most excruciating thing I had ever felt. Then they brought in one of their females, or was it the same one, I don’t know.
Like the last time, she got on top of me and tried to insert my dick into her. Unlike last time, she had trouble getting me to go in. After several minutes of trying, she was able to get me inside her. When my dick pushed into her, she grunted with an audible grunt, not one that was in my head. Her grunt was the first sound I had heard them make. The female continued to ride me and continued to grunt, and then she moaned and looked down at me. I couldn’t hold back and flooded her, as she let out a prolonged moan and fell to my chest.
The light above shot a beam to below her left ear at the jawline and marked her with the exact same symbol it had put on the woman and me, and as the symbol appeared on the alien woman mine began to tingle. The alien female got off me and the table, also unlike last time, none of my cum leaked out of her. I woke up in my room feeling like I had just run a marathon. I felt the urge to pee, so I got up and went to the bathroom. I felt like I was dirty and needed a shower, so I got in the shower. For some reason I was a little worked up, so I took the edge off by masturbating while thinking of the lady I had been dreaming of.
When I blew my load, I turned off the water and walked back to my room, where I fell back to sleep. What I hadn’t seen, was my sister standing in her doorway watching me.
Jacqueline:
What was he doing? This is the second night in a row he has gone to the bathroom totally naked. And oh my God, is he a hunk. I can’t believe how hot he looks. His penis looked amazing too, it wasn’t even hard, and it was big, not that I would know about that, other than what we learned in health class. “Why wouldn’t Daddy let me date?” I asked myself. I walked to the bathroom and turned on the light. I could see that he had taken a shower but didn’t dry off.
I was looking in the shower when I saw a glob of white stuff on the shower wall. I didn’t know what it was, but I was thinking it could be JP’s stuff. I reached out to touch it. It was still a little warm and sticky. I touched it again and brought my finger to my nose to smell it, it had a sweet smell to it. I then touched it again, this time I touched it to my tongue, but I couldn’t taste anything, so I got what I thought would be enough to taste. I brought my finger to my mouth and licked it, wow, the flavor was amazing! It tasted like honey and cinnamon, so I reached out and got the rest off the wall and put it in my mouth.
Jackson:
I woke up before everyone and needed to pee again. I walked to the bathroom, did my business, and looked at myself in the mirror, I didn’t look all that bad. My raven black hair was cut short on the sides and a little longer on top. I hopped in the shower, jacked off, got out, and went back to my room. As soon as I closed my bedroom door I heard someone close the bathroom door and start the shower. Every pair of pants I tried on this morning felt very tight and uncomfortable in the crotch. I decided to go with my usual sweatpants and a hoodie. I was free-ballin, so I made sure to tie the draw-string nice and tight, I didn’t need to get ‘pants’ by Tanner or his cronies today.
When I walked out of my room I walked into Mom coming out of the bathroom. She was wrapped in a towel with another around her head, with some of her raven black hair peaking from underneath. I always thought her hair in a towel made her head look like the ice-cream on top of the cone.
I went to the kitchen and grabbed a bowl, spoon, milk, and my favorite cereal, then I sat at the table and made a bowl. I heard the popping of feet on our hardwood floors and looked up to see Jaq coming into the kitchen, “How could someone so small sound so loud when they walked?” I asked myself.
She got her bowl and spoon, sat next to me at the table, made herself a bowl of cereal, and then put her raven black hair in a ponytail to eat. There was something different about Jaq this morning, I could feel it. Mom walked in a few minutes later, almost as loud as Jaq, and she too got a bowl and spoon, then sat down for some cereal. The longer we sat the more the honey-musk smell permeated my nose, and then I noticed that Mom was flush and wasn’t her normal self.
“Mom, you alright?” I asked, looking into her beautiful gray eyes, the ones she shared with me and my sister.
“I am, why?”
“You look flush and you’re not talking.”
“I’m talking now, aren’t I?”
“Well yeah, but...”
“Mom...” Jaq spoke.
“Well, okay then. Your father left last night.”
“What do you mean he left?” I asked.
“After whatever happened between you two, he grabbed some clothes and his shaving kit and left,” Mom explained.
“Are you okay?” Jaq asked her.
“To tell you the truth, it’s the first time in twenty years I have slept alone, and I slept great.”
Mom was kind of squirming in her chair, but neither Jaq nor I said anything about it.
“Do you know where he went?” Jaq asked.
“Nope, but if he went where I’m thinking he went, his ass can stay there for all I care.”
“And where might that be?” I asked.
“Candi Sorenson’s.”
Mom and Jaq looked at each other and didn’t say a word, but the looks on their faces said all that needed to be said, so I let it drop. I stood up to take my bowl to the sink and rinsed it out before putting it in the dishwasher. When I sat back down, Mom and Jaq were now both flush and had looks of shock on their faces.
“What?” I asked. Neither of them would look me in the eye, they just kept their heads down eating their cereal.
Back on the spaceship:
“Both females of the domicile have ingested the male subjects cum and have entered the enhancement phase,” The AI voice said, from the monitoring station.
“The youngest female, name, Jacqueline, sister, five-foot-two-inches, one-hundred-ten-pounds, 32DD/28/35, has completed her enhancements. No anomalies were found in her body, her hair removal complete, tits and ass enhancements complete, barrier intact,” the AI voice continued.
“The older female, name, Elizabeth, mother, five-foot-two-inches, one-hundred-fifteen-pounds, 38DD/28/35, had some anomalies that were easily repaired. Hair removal complete, tit and ass enhancements complete, barrier not intact, under repair, repair completion time two hours.
End of update.”
Back on Earth at the Pinkerton Residence:
“Damn it, where’s my tie?” Jeb Pinkerton asked.
“Hanging on the door, Jeb,” Eloise said to him.
Meanwhile, downstairs the twins were in an argument about Jackson Paulson.
“He’s never done anything to you, you’re the one who’s mean to him!” Deena yelled at her brother.
Deena is the spitting image of her mother, only younger, and without breast implants, which she hated on her mother’s frame. Deena has the same red hair and captivating hazel eyes that she shares with her mother and twin brother, 34D breasts, twenty-six-inch waist, thirty-inch hips, and weighs one-hundred-twelve-pounds, which looks good on her five-foot-six-inch body.
“He’s trash, and a pussy, so I treat him as such,” Tanner replied to his sister.
Tanner is a, six-foot-one-inch, two-hundred-twenty-five-pound, broad shouldered, strong as an ox, and almost as dumb as an ox, bully.
“Jackson is sweet and nice, he’s never messed with anyone, unlike you!”
“I have a reputation to uphold.”
“That doesn’t mean you can treat people the way you do.”
“Treat who, what way?” Jeb asked as he walked into the kitchen where his kids were having their heated argument.
Jeb is fifty-nine, just over six-feet-tall, two-hundred-fifty-pounds, which gave him a substantial pot belly, and was nearly bald. The only reason he got Eloise all those years ago was because he had money.
“Oh nothing, Dad. I’m just having a problem with a kid at school,” Tanner explained.
“Is someone picking on you Tanner?” Eloise asked her son as she walked into the kitchen.
Nothing more was said as the thirty-six-year-old mother of two walked past everyone to grab a cup of coffee. She has chosen to wear a tight red leather skirt that came to mid-thigh and showed off her amazing ass, a black silk top that showed her shoulders, that was just sheer enough you could make out her red lacy bra underneath, and black four-inch heels, which made her look a lot taller than her five-foot-seven-inches.
Eloise’s smoking hot, one-hundred-twenty-two-pound body, from her 34EE breast to her narrow thirty-inch waist, to her thirty-eight-inch hips and her shapely ass. She has worked hard to keep her body tight and toned. She liked the fact she had red hair and hazel eyes but didn’t like the pasty white skin that came with it. That was why she had Jeb buy her a tanning bed.
“He’s the one...” Deena started to say before she was cut off by her brother.
“It ain’t nothing I can’t handle, Mom.”
“Okay then,” Eloise said, but she was thinking that she was going to go to the school and confront the boy who was messing with her precious baby boy.
With a heavy eye roll Deena said, “Whatever,” and stormed out of the room.
Back at the Paulson Residence:
“Mom, what’s in the container in the barn?” I asked.
“Huh, what?”
“The container in the barn,” I asked again.
“Oh, it contains the truck your grandfather wanted to give you.”
“Wait, I have a truck?”
“Yeah, I guess you do,” Mom said to me.
Mom got up, went to her room, and came back with some keys, “I had to hide the keys from your father, because Daddy didn’t want him messing with the truck,” she said, tossing me the keys. “Those are the keys to the container, your grandfather made that container airtight, so no bugs or rodents could get in and damage the truck, he also drained all the fluids from the truck to keep them from going bad,” she finished.
I ran out to the barn to look at my truck. When I opened the container there was an older model, square body, Chevrolet pickup in the container. It was painted black with red trim and interior. The rims looked to be twenty-inch black Gunner style rims with red pin striping. The truck looked to be in excellent condition, and I couldn’t wait to get it back running. I shut and locked the container doors and went back inside to grab my book bag.
“What do you think?” Mom asked me.
“I think it looks awesome!”
“Your grandfather spent a lot of time on that truck.”
“I can tell.”
Jaq walked up to me and said, “Come on, I’ll take you to school.”
We went out to her car and got in, the drive to school was quiet and quick, unlike yesterday Jaq didn’t get honked at. Today was back to normal for me, I was invisible again. I was at my locker when Tanner and his cronies decided to come over and try to mess with me. Today wasn’t a good day for that and I was anticipating Tanner’s ‘go to’ move. When he tried to slam my locker shut when I opened it, I quickly shut my locker back and stepped out of the way, causing him to crash into the lockers and fall flat on his face.
Everyone in the hallway started to laugh, even Wil, Teddy, and Fred. Deena looked on with shock and something else on her face, if I had to guess what it was, I would say it was longing. Tanner got up and tried to get in my face, but Mr. Vicks was already standing there. So, Tanner and his crew walked off without a word, Deena however, stayed where she was, looking at me. I made eye contact with her, and she gave me a tender smile before turning to join her brother.
English was English class, Mrs. Stevens was her typical self, and Ms. Ludwig was not her typical self. Ms. Ludwig was very flirtatious with me, to the begrudgement of Mrs. Stevens. I kind of like the pretty brunette teacher, with her big brown eyes and the body of a dancer, flirting with me though. When the bell rang, I walked over to Econ and Mr. Vicks, and tried not to fall asleep during his class, but it was difficult not too, let me tell you. In Biology we were still dissecting the pig. Tina stood almost on top of me and was very flirtatious as well.
Mrs. Clancy was flirtatious and so were the other girls in the class. Today I had Tina and Mrs. Lancy rubbing on me, even over the pigs, I could smell the honey/musk that I smelled in class yesterday. Come to think of it, I smelled it at home, in the car ride with my sister, and every other class, just not as strong as I smelled it in this class. I was starving by the time the class was over, so I wasted no time getting to the lunchroom.
I had to add some money to my lunch card before I could eat, so I added forty dollars to it, got my food, and sat down to eat. I was surprised when a handful of girls sat at the table I was sitting at, including Tina. I greeted them with, “Ladies,” when they sat down, then they all smiled and gave me a little wave. The girls talked amongst themselves low enough for me not to hear, and who would show up and shit on the picnic, that’s right, Tanner and his goons.
“Stand up, Paulson,” Tanner said, popping his knuckles on his hands, and so did his cronies.
“Tanner, you’re starting to bore the hell out of me, now go away,” I told him, much to the surprise of everyone who was paying attention to what was going on.
“The fuck you say?”
“Why must I repeat myself? You’re standing right there.”
“Get ... your ... assss ... uppppp ... scarecrow!” Tanner said, with his teeth clinched.
I let out a breath of exasperation and stood up, “Tanner, go away and take your fellow morons with you,” I told him.
I noticed that there wasn’t a sound being made in the lunchroom, not one. Tanner walked up to me and got in my face, or close enough to my face. The girls at the table had gotten up and moved two tables over. Everyone at a table close to us had moved further away from where Tanner and I stood. A whistle blew and got the attention of everyone, including Tanner, and I looked up to see Coach Nettles walking over to where we were in a very quick step.
“Tanner, what are you doing in here, this isn’t your lunch period, it’s none of your lunch period,” he said pointing at Tanner and his group. “All of you get to where you’re supposed to be and get there now!”
Tanner gave me a look that said this wasn’t over and he and his posse left. I sat back down to finish my, now cold, food and was rejoined by the ladies. I was able to finish my food and have time to go to the bathroom before my next class. I made it to History class and Ms. Young before any of the other students, and was able to talk to Ms. Young for a minute, or so, before anyone walked in.
There was something different today about Ms. Young, something that was drawing me to her. I could see that her green eyes were locked on to me and were trying to gather everything there was about me. I pulled her chin up and we locked eyes, and in that moment, we shared our souls with one another, as the smell of her perfume of roses and cinnamon became very strong to me. I let go when the first person came through the door, because I didn’t know what was going on, but I liked it. Ms. Young asked me to stay after class, which made all the other students make the, “OOOOOOOO,” sounds as they left the room.
“Meet me back here in my class as soon as school lets out,” she told me.
“Yes, Ma’am,” was my reply.