The Wrong Pill - Ch. 1
by Fuch056
Tags: Inanimate, Transformation fetish, Science, Onahole
"Chris?" Clara knocks on the door to her brother's room. "I really need my math folder back, the exam is tomorrow." She knocks again but there is still no answer. The door opens slowly, Clara hesitantly peeks in, fearing she might catch her brother doing something she isn't supposed to see. The roo…
"Chris?" Clara knocks on the door to her brother's room. "I really need my math folder back, the exam is tomorrow." She knocks again but there is still no answer. The door opens slowly, Clara hesitantly peeks in, fearing she might catch her brother doing something she isn't supposed to see. The room is empty. No sight of Chris.
A week ago, Clara asked Chris to create a summary with helpful tips for her exam. Chris is an absolute genius, inventing all kinds of pills and machines and stuff Clara doesn't understand. He is only 19 but has already achieved numerous scientific breakthroughs. In comparison, Clara is just a pretty normal girl, four years older than Chris, but not as smart. Right now she is retaking that one math module, which she failed spectacularly last year. Even this year, she has sort of given up on the exam, but she still needed the folder for a last-ditch effort to make something stick.
Chris room is pretty clean for a boy his age. If you ignore all the weird complicated machinery that is standing around everywhere. He has several desks standing around his room all of which have something on them, which Clara doesn't even want to begin to comprehend. A shelf with jars lines one wall, labeled with different chemical names and in various colors. The bed hangs from the ceiling, because when he got the room, Chris wanted as much workspace as possible. That's also the reason why he got the biggest room of the three on the first floor.
Clara searches for the folder in all the places she can think of where someone might keep a folder, but to no avail. She opens a drawer only to find papers over papers about all kinds of topics. Curious, she takes one and tries to read it. "Replacing cell-based organisms with rubber ..." Too nerdy for Clara.
Just as she was about to give up, below a sheet of paper with dense mathematical formulas and definitions lies her folder. She smiles wryly because now she doesn't have any excuse not to learn anymore. She takes the folder from the mouse pad. The sheet of paper has a little sticky note on top: "Give to Clara". Why didn't he give it to me if he's been done? Clara took the sheet and folder and turned to leave the room.
Two pill containers were standing on the desk closest to the door. Clara noticed them while she was opening the door. One container was open and had a label on it. "Cognitive enhancement Pill - increases the logic capabilities for 1 hour". Next to the bottle was a purple pill and the other closed container. I could really use that for the exam or to study. But Clara was in a hurry so she left everything as it was and went to her room.
She could hear a moan coming from her older brother's room, while she passed it. Craig. He was a pervert, everyone knew that, and he was the one with the least promising future, but he makes some money and is cleaner than you would expect, so no one minds. He just "forgets" to plug in his headphones when no one is home. In her room Clara tries to study for her test, but even with the notes she got from Chris, she is really struggling to make anything stick. Her thoughts wander to the pills she saw earlier.
Chris still hadn't come back from wherever he was, so Clara snuck in again and took the purple pill in her hand. She planned to use one now for studying and one tomorrow for her exam. With a single gulp she downed the pill. She stood there for a moment to wait for some kind of effect. Maybe it takes a while. Just when she turned to leave, she felt sharp pain in her stomach. It wasn't that bad, but while grabbing her belly she knocked the pill containers off the desk, spilling red pills from the open container. Wait red?? The one I took was purple.
The pain was gone and, kneeling, Clara tried to clean up her mess, so Chris wouldn't suspect her of stealing his pills. First she wanted to check what kind of pill she actually took. She was reaching for the closed container, when she noticed that her hand was gone. What the hell!! Where is my hand? Why is there only a shiny purple stump? Panic swelled within her. Whatever she took it was changing her body.
She tried to grab the pills but her arms wouldn't reach anymore, when she tried to get closer she found that she couldn't. Shit, also my legs. This is bad. What kind of shit did I take? Both arms and legs were now more than half gone. That's when a new sensation started. Her changed body started shrinking, to Clara it looked like everything around her was getting bigger. Fuck! The transformation stopped momentarily. Wiggling her remaining body closer to the pills, her clothes slipped off her smaller body. If someone sees me like this, it will be real bad. Shit! But I need to know what i took.
The air of the room felt cold on her now exposed skin. Clara was getting closer to her goal, when the transformation continued. Since she was naked, she could better see what was happening to her. Her legs and arms completely receded into her torso, leaving her as a limbless body with shiny stumps. But she wasn't done. The shiny material started to spread from her belly button outwards. Am I turning into silicone?? Clara panicked and tried to move, but that got increasingly harder, as more of her body was changed into plastic. When it reached her breasts, they inflated a little before becoming one with the rest of the silicone. A small moan escaped her. In her panic, Clara didn't notice that she was shrinking further. The silicone spread to her folds, a little wet from the pleasure of her nipples transforming. It's opening me. Ahh- ... Her small slit opened and transformed into silicone. Leaving only her head, the transformation of her pussy left her mouth gaping, as her head too transformed into silicone.
She was still trying to understand what just happened, when she could feel her body change more. Currently she looked like a silicone version of herself, but she could feel that she was changing further. Something is pushing above my butt. Am I growing a tail? And my head too. I am turning into a fox girl? Clara tried to scream but nothing escaped her mouth. A fox tail grew above her butt, also made from the same silicone, the same with her new fox ears. She could also feel her face shifting a little and her internal structure rearranging itself to make room for something. Then nothing. The transformation was done.
Once she calmed down a little, she tried to call out for help, but nothing escaped her silicone lips. When she tried to move and that also failed, Clara began to panic again. She could still feel the air of the room on the silicone as if it were her own skin, but she couldn't move like she used to. Despite not having pupils anymore, she could shift her vision like normal. Her eyes, or what was left, landed on the closed container. "Onahole Pill Prototype - unstable, untested on human subject" and a scribbled note "Simulations concluded semen induces permanence" I turned into a sex toy?? I don't even really look like myself, how will someone notice me? Maybe if I just wait here Chris will put it together and save me.
Clara was lying motionless on the floor, waiting for someone to save her. She shouldn't have taken the pill without asking Chris. He's told me before that there is weird shit in his room, shit. Clara doesn't know how much time has passed when the door finally opened. Her relief was short-lived, when she saw feet that were too big to be Chris ...
To be continued ...