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A transformation story where all changes are final, and cannot be undone, only added to.

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Chapter #12

Morph the sunbathers

    by: bobboled Author IconMail Icon
Hilde walked over to the lifeguard tower, which was empty this time of day, and leaned against it, her head held near her stomach. She surveyed the area, taking in the people and sights. She really wanted to do this, change people that is. It was something that has always intrigued her, but she had no clue about how to go about it. That was until she found that gemstone. Now she could unleash her twisted fantasies on whomever she chose. Something in the back of her mind told her this might be a bad idea, but the majority of her told she was just spicing up people's lives and hers as well. Besides, the only people who would really know would be her and the transformee. What was the worst that could happen?

She took the stone out of her pocket with a free arm, and pointed it at the crowd, although she wasn't quite sure if this was necessary. Although it did feel right, in a way.

"Okay rock, let's try something," she said as she pointed it at the unaware beach patron's. "Just for the time I spend here at the beach today, I want it so that when I change people they will notice, but they will not freak out. Just sort of, accept it I suppose." She felt the stone heat up, usually meaning something had happened, but she still couldn't be sure. So, she decided to test it out. Hilde looked over and saw two young women tanning near the shore. One was on her back, and the other was facing the sun with a pair of shades. They were both pretty and skinny, and perfect for Hilde's experiment. She muttered something under her breath, and the two began to change.

The woman laying face down was the first. Her arms and legs seperated at the hips and shoulders and started to crawl off in different directions, leaving bare patches of skin from were they had been stuck. She took immediate notice of this and called for her friends help. "Ugh, hey Janet, can you gather up my limbs? They're running away." The other girl, Janet said okay and stood up to grab them. As she did, her breasts, which had become large DDs, popped off her chest and landed near her friend, her chest now covered in flat even skin.

"Damnit!", she cursed, "My tits fell off! This bra sucks!" She stomped around a bit, but eventually picked her breasts up and placed them near her friends head. "Watch these while I grab your arms and legs, okay?"

"Yeah," said the girl who was little more than a torso, "Sorry bout that, they just kinda up and left. Thanks by the way."

"No problem Stacey."

Hilde giggled as she watched Janet pick up Stacey's limbs, which had tried to run away but had not gotten very far. She gathered them up in her arms with little effort, although Stacey's left foot wouldn't stop shoving her face. She ran back over to her friend and plopped them down next to her. She then proceeded to wrap and tie a towel around them to immobilize the errant limbs. She then sat back down, her detached breasts by her side, making sure they got an even tan too.

Well, this is going to work out just fine! Hilde thought. Now knowing her ability, she turned her attention to-


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