Transformation Themes:

Genital Transformation (Penis to Vagina, Vagina to Penis)

Feminisation

Robot transformation (partial)

Transgender Transformation (Male to Female)

Mental Changes (Loss of Freedom to Speak)

Voice Change (Masculine to Feminine, Masculine to Synthetic)

Skin Change (plastic texture, metallic texture)

Eye Change (robotic, glowing, screen)

Height change (growth and shrinking)

Hair growth

Muscle growth 

Multiple parts (multiple arms)

Breast growth

Limb removal (arms)

Sexual Themes:

Nudity

PiV Sex

Oral Sex

Rough sex 

Part 8: A farewell to arms

Rob and Simon arrived precisely on time. Hira went to greet them while I finished up putting out a few snacks and drinks in the living room. Despite being relatively low the heels I was wearing meant I was still having to think very consciously about walking. I caught my reflection in the mirror and couldn’t help but smile. I was wearing a simple red dress, a pair of tights and black heels. The ensemble was fair more feminine than anything I’d worn before. All the clothing felt unfamiliar and novel, but it didn’t make me uncomfortable. I saw a woman in the mirror and knowing it was me made an uncontrollable joy bubble up inside me.

The door opened and I heard Rob’s loud voice greeting Hira, followed by the quieter Simon. Pulling my eyes away from my reflection I straightened up the various bowls on the table and turned to face the doorway. Rob walked in first. I’d known him longer than any of my friends, with the exception of Matt and Penny. Since then his short brown hair had thinned a little and his waist had grown, but he was still the same nerdy guy who liked to dress in old fashioned suits as casual wear. In some ways as he was starting to get a little older his dress sense started to seem more and more appropriate.

Before I could greet Rob, Simon followed him in. Simon towered over everyone in the room and was even four or five inches taller than Hira’s increased stature. He was slender and had a large, well maintained afro and was wearing a pristine purple shirt and navy trousers. As usual he seemed perfectly put together and confident. Yet when he entered the room, both Rob and Simon looked surprised to see me.

A sudden fear filled my mind. Had we forgotten to make some changes with the Device? Were they noticing how much I’d changed?

“Hi Aoife. Sorry for staring,” apologised Simon as he moved further into the room and gave me a warm smile, “I just don’t think I’ve ever seen you in a dress before. It looks good though.” Rob nodded in agreement and they both came over to give me a hug in greeting. Relief washed over me and I could feel a panicked expression fading from my features.

As I was showing our guests the small selection of snacks and drinks on offer, I was distracted thinking about how the Device’s awareness must have worked. It followed that it took a path of least resistance. Since it didn’t create any dresses for me, it seemed that in people’s memory of me they always saw me wearing the more masculine clothing in my wardrobe. A fragment of my imagination began to ponder some interesting ways to further experiment with the awareness settings.

When everyone had grabbed what snacks or drinks they wanted, we sat down and began to chat. Rob had spent the week at a conference in London for work. He worked for a small company that developed software, although his job was in quality assurance rather than the development itself. He was giving us a very brief overview of some few interesting parts of his trip, most of which involved being as far from the conference as possible.

The conversation moved on to the party Simon had attended on the Thursday night, then to upcoming movies, video games and books. We spoke about upcoming plans and Simon asked us if we wanted to go see a friend of his in a play that was on in a couple of weeks, to which we agreed after confirming our availability and finances permitted.

Throughout the whole conversation I noticed each time I was referred to or spoken to. They used the name “Aoife”. They called me “she” and “her”. Hira had been referring to me as such for the whole day, but hearing it used so casually and naturally by other friends made it somehow more real. At some point Hira caught me smiling absently and, perhaps guessing the cause, she smiled in response.

“By the way, I was speaking to Matt yesterday and he said we’d missed out by not being here on Thursday,” Rob said after a brief lull in the conversation. Hira looked up and I saw her posture stiffen slightly. “I asked if the game was that good, but he said it was something else, but that we’d have to ask you about it?” Hira looked irritated at Matt’s lack of discretion, but for my part I was just impressed he’d not said more than he had.

After taking a breath to calm herself, Hira gave me a significant look and I simply nodded in reply. “I suppose it’s time we let you guys know as well,” I said while Hira left the room to grab the Device. “While I could try and explain, you probably wouldn’t believe me anyway. So, we’ll show you.” Rob raised a sceptical eyebrow, but Simon was clearly enjoying the drama of the situation.

Hira returned moments later with the Device in hand. The pair glanced at her but I could almost see their gazes sliding off the Device. “I believe you have something to show us?” asked Simon with an intrigued grin after Hira moved to stand in front of them.

“I do,” she announced holding up the Device in front of her, “this right here.” At her words it was like they were able to see the Device for the first time. Not that they were particularly impressed.

“A tablet?” Rob asked.

“More than that,” Hira smiled and quickly tapped a few options on the Device. We’d discussed things beforehand so I knew she was about to make a change without any awareness filters, so they would see it happen in real time. What the change was we hadn’t discussed, so I was a little surprised when she suddenly grew about four inches taller, making her just a hair taller than Simon.

Rob and Simon both instantly stood up in surprise. It was interesting seeing the contrast between them. Rob immediately took a step away but kept his eye on the Device and I could almost see the gears whirring in his head as he tried to understand how what he’d seen was possible. Simon instead took a step forward and focussed entirely on Hira, looking her up and down and, for now, not caring how it had happened.

“How is this possible?” Rob asked. I could hear caution, but not fear, in his voice. His natural curiosity was quickly asserting itself and he took a step forward. “That tablet? That did it somehow didn’t it? Can it do other things?”

“It was this tablet yeah,” Hira replied, “we’ve been calling it the Device, for lack of a better name. And it can do other things. In fact I’m not sure what it can’t do in terms of changing people.”

“Have you used it for other things?” Simon asked. He was now right next to Hira and was measuring himself against her. There was no fear or caution in his demeanour at all, he was enthralled by what he’d seen.

Hira gave me a look and, with only the slightest hesitation I nodded. “We have,” Hira replied, “in fact if I press a few buttons on here you’ll pretty quickly realise exactly how much I’ve used it.” She briefly explained to them the awareness settings and how they seemed able to filter people’s perceptions. Rob seemed uncomfortable with the idea but didn’t say anything. “You might want to prepare yourselves, this can be kind of weird.” Simon nodded enthusiastically, while Rob just narrowed his eyes. Hira waited a moment, then pressed a button on the Device.

“Holy shit!” Simon’s eyes were practically sparkling in what I could only read as admiration as he suddenly became aware of exactly how different Hira was to her usual self. Seemingly without thinking he approach her and reached out to touch her, although he caught himself before following through. “Can I touch your skin? I want to know what it feels like?”

Hira nodded and Simon placed his hand against Hira’s forearm. “It feels like plastic, but not quite,” he was mostly speaking to himself, “it’s hard, but not rigid.” He ran his hand across her arm before she made a small noise and he removed his hand with an apology, although the look of wonder and joy never left his face. A list of questions began to leave his mouth. Did she know what material her skin was made of? Were any of her internal parts mechanical? Were the additional arms entirely cybernetic? Did her eyes provide any special functions or were they just cosmetic?

While Hira began to field the barrage of questions, my attention had remained on Rob. He had been just as shocked by the reveal as Simon, although certainly not as excited. There was an expression I couldn’t quite read on his face. He was scowling deeply, but I couldn’t tell if he was just concentrating, if he was angry or even if in some way frightened. He noticed that I was watching him and his expression softened.

“I can’t believe I didn’t notice anything different about Hira,” Rob said, “I was trying to recapture the feeling of unawareness, but it keeps slipping from me. How can I not notice that she’s a six and a half foot tall, four-armed robot woman?” He smiled, but there was a tightness to it. “It’s a little frightening how powerful that awareness filter is. If there are other things like your Device out there, there’s no way we’d ever know.”

The thought had crossed my mind too, but I’d tried not to dwell on it. “I don’t know if there is anything we could do about it either,” I said. I paused for a moment to put my thoughts in order. “I can’t deny that a big part of me just wants to use the Device for fun and to keep it to myself. But I think once I’m comfortable I understand how it works, we’ll have to consider how it can be used to help people. And if there is any way to find out if there are more out there. If there are well… I don’t know quite yet.”

Rob gave me a serious look, then gave a more genuine smile and nodded. “I’m glad you’ve at least thought about it, it makes me a feel at least a bit more comfortable.” Simon was still asking Hira more questions and neither were paying much attention to us. “So, what have you changed?” Rob asked.

I gave him a suspicious look. “What makes you think I’ve changed?”

“Because there’s no way you haven’t used it, especially the way you were talking about using it for fun,” Rob laughed. “Plus, you never wear dresses. That might be unrelated, but somehow I think its connected.”

Rob was closer to overcoming the awareness filter than I thought possible. Curious, I decided to see how far he could get on with minimal assistance. “You’re right. I’ve changed and the fact I’m wearing a dress is definitely significant. Do you think you could figure it out? It would be impressive if you could best the awareness filter.”

“I doubt it’s as big of a change as Hira’s; you seem pretty normal. Although that said Hira seemed normal before so maybe I shouldn’t rule anything out.” He looked me up and down. “I guess maybe your figure might have changed? Perhaps before you weren’t comfortable in dresses but now you are?”

“Correct, but it misses the bigger picture,” I replied. Hira and Simon had stopped talking and were paying attention to us now.

“I can’t really imagine you looking any different,” Simon commented. Both Hira and him had approached us. Hira gave a look, which I returned with a nod.

“We’ll show you,” I said, but before Hira hit the buttons I held up a hand. I took a breath, “I promise that I’ll answer your questions after, just try not to freak out too much.” With that, I gestured to Hira, who gave me an encouraging smile and pressed the button.

At first I wondered if the awareness filter had even been removed, because neither Simon or Rob reacted immediately. At first they just seem confused, before Rob tentatively spoke. “Connor?”

It was strange hearing that name, even though it was the one I’d heard being used for me for my entire life. “Yes,” I replied, “but, please, keep calling me Aoife. At least while I look like this.”

“Okay, I didn’t see that coming,” Simon admitted to which Rob agreed. They both commented on a number of the smaller changes, such as my hair being blonde rather than brown, and the fact I was shorter than usual.

“So,” Rob began, clearly being careful about his wording, “Why are you a woman? Was it a bet or a prank or…?”

“It kind of started like a bet,” I admitted. “We’ve been playing a little game this week. We have taken turns changing each other with the aim of making the change something that the ‘victim’ finds so difficult they have to ask to have it reversed. Most of the changes you can see for both of us are part of that game.” I gestured at myself, “There was a certain theme to Hira’s changes to me. She was making me more feminine as the week progressed.”

“Ah, so her finale is the full change?” Simon guessed.

“No, I asked for it,” I admitted. Rob gave me a slightly confused look, but something seemed to click in Simon’s mind. “I guess you guys are the first people I’m telling other than Hira, but I… I think I’m trans.” I felt a heat in my cheeks as a blush reddened my face.

Rob appeared surprised, but Simon had clearly been a couple of steps ahead of him and he smiled. “Thank you for telling us Aoife,” he said with such a sincere pleasure that I couldn’t help but grin in response.

It only took Rob a moment to gather himself. “Wow. I don’t know what to say exactly. Thank you for telling us. I feel like I should congratulate you?” he laughed and shrugged his shoulders.

“Honestly I’m not sure?” I laughed in response, “but thank you.” We spoke for a short time longer and I listed a couple of the changes we’d made to each other, although I did leave out anything too explicit, as well as staying away from mentioning mental changes at this stage. Part way through my explanation I felt a tingle and realised that by blushing earlier I’d triggered a change.

“Wait,” Rob said, looking over at the Device which at this point was now on the table away from everyone, “how did you just shrink? The Device is all the way over there.”

Hira laughed and explained the idea of triggered changes and the little game we’d been playing today. Simon seemed interested, but for the first time today it was Rob who began asking a series of excited questions. Did the Device use a coding language? How did it know when a trigger was activated? Could any changes be linked to a trigger?

Between the two of us, Hira and I worked through his questions, although each answer seemed to lead to two more questions. Somehow our conversation developed onto discussing the safety features we’d discovered and this led to a whole new round of questioning.

Eventually, Rob stopped asking questions. I could tell he had more to ask, but he had clearly realised that Simon was starting to get bored and that neither Hira nor I had all the answers he wanted. Taking advantage of Rob’s silence, Simon asked, “Okay, so now I have to know; what happened on Thursday? I assume you showed the Device to everyone there?”

I let Hira explain most of the events of Thursday. When we mentioned the merging of James and Marie, I saw both Simon and Rob react like they wanted to ask a dozen questions, but they restrained themselves. Hira tried to give as much of an explanation as she could, but suggested that if they had more questions about what it had been like they should ask James or Marie themselves. She then briefly mentioned the change to Matt, although I saw that there was a slight edge to her tone. It was clear she was still annoyed he had mentioned Thursday’s events to anyone, even if only to allude to them.

“Alright,” Simon said when Hira finished, “I can’t think of any other way to ask this than to just come out and say it. Can I use the Device? Or can you use it on me?”

Hira looked over at me and nodded. “I think for now it would be safest if you let Hira know what you want and let her make the changes for you,” I suggested, then turning to Rob I asked, “Do you want to use it too?”

Rob shook his head, “Not right now, but I’m curious to see what Simon decides to do.”

The excited sparkle was in Simon’s eyes again. “Okay Hira, let’s move over here while I let you know what I want. I want it to be a surprise to the others!” He began to move to the other side of the room, dragging Hira with him before she even agreed, but she just laughed and allowed herself to be pulled along.

Rob and I moved over to a sofa that was as far from Hira and Simon as we could be and took a seat next to each other. “I hope this doesn’t seem rude,” Rob began, “but I never would have guessed you were trans.” He held up a hand, “I don’t mean anything by that. I’m just saying, it’s a surprise.”

I laughed gently, “In fairness, I think I did all I could to not notice it in myself either,” I admitted. “For what it’s worth I was pretty surprised when you came out as bi.”

“Ah yeah,” Rob smiled and looked down, “well I guess either we’re both great at hiding things, or both terrible at noticing them.” We both chuckled at that and out conversation moved on to the Device again.

Rob looked down at me again and I could tell he was trying to reconcile my current form with the one he was used to. “I don’t know if I could let the Device be used on me,” Rob admitted.

“We’ve had it a couple of weeks,” I said, “we built up to this.”

“I don’t know if I could ever work my way up to the kind of changes you’ve made,” Rob said offhandedly. He gave me an apologetic look, “Sorry, that sounded ruder than I meant it to.”

I waved the comment off, but before we could speak more, Simon called over. “Hey! Come watch, Hira’s ready to use it!”

***

I finished adjusting the final settings and gave Simon a nod. He’d had a good idea of what he wanted, but I’d talked him down slightly from some of his more extreme requests. While Simon was very enthusiastic about the Device, he was also immediately receptive to my reasoning. In some ways he could be as impulsive as Matt, but I was still far more comfortable with sharing the Device with Simon that I had been with Matt.

Simon grinned and called over to Aoife and Rob, announcing that the change was ready. While they came over I double checked everything, including making sure the time limit of two hours was set and that the awareness settings would allow only those of us in the room to be aware of the changes. At Simon’s signal, I pressed the execute button.

“Oh, this feels weird,” Simon said immediately, clearly feeling the tingling sensation I had become so used to. The changes came on fast, including those to his voice. The last couple of words he’d said had already shown signs of changing.

Simon had been fascinated and enamoured by the robotic changes I was sporting. His initial request had been for me to turn him completely into a humanoid robot, including replacing his internal organs with machinery and circuitry. While I was sure that the Device could handle his request, and do it safely, I was hesitant to go so far for his first change. So we’d compromised.

Simon’s skin took on a new texture. It had a shine and rigidness to it that was similar to my own, but it went further. Where my skin looked like it could be some kind of plastic, Simon’s had a more metallic appearance, although it still had enough flexibility and elasticity to allow him full range of movement. Along with the change in texture came a change in colour. His normally dark brown skin shifted slowly to a chrome appearance which combined with the shininess completed the illusion of metallic skin.

His eyes changed. Or more accurately the entire upper half of his face changed. His forehead down to below his eyes took on a dark black sheen and flattened and expanded. It looked like an oversized pair of single-lensed black goggles were covering the upper part of his face. His nose hadn’t been affected, with the ‘lens’ simply shaped around it and continued on to cover the upper part of his cheeks. Moments after the change, two animated eyes and eyebrows made of green pixels appeared on the black ‘lens’ or, more accurately, the screen. The eyes looked from side to side and blinked. Seemingly happy at the result so far Simon grinned and, as he did, the shape of the eyes changed into large hearts briefly.

The last change had been his voice, which we’d only heard a hint of earlier. When the changes were completed as far as we could tell, Simon began to speak. “Testing, testing. One two three. Oh wow!” The words sounded like they were coming out of a speaker and, while still clearly Simon’s voice, there was an odd synthetic quality to it that reminded me of old B-movie robots.

Aoife vocally showed her appreciation for the changes, expressing her admiration for the creativity of making a screen to replace the eyes and laughed when Simon made the eyes grow and shrink in size to demonstrate some its functionality. Rob took a moment, but did smile at seeing Simon’s own joy and tried to overcome his worry enough to have some fun.

“Hey Rob. I’m a cyberman! You will be assimilated!” Simon said, purposefully making his voice more robotic and making his eyes appear to have an angry expression.

“That’s the Borg, dork,” Rob corrected, but he laughed with a genuineness that comforted me. I had been worried that Rob would have a hard time overcoming his habit of overthinking things enough to enjoy himself around the Device.

“Oh? Are the cybermen the ‘exterminate’ guys then?” Simon continued, which sent Rob into a tirade about various robotic creatures from multiple science fiction properties. Simon, despite being the one who wanted to look like a robot, was not particularly interested in most science fiction shows or movies, unless they happened to be anime. Rob on the other hand had an almost encyclopaedic knowledge of western sci-fi with a particular interest in Star Trek and Dr Who.

It became clear after Rob had been explaining that Cylons were from neither Star Trek nor Star Wars for a few minutes that Simon was simply teasing him. Simon’s animated eyes were replaced with the words ‘HAHA’ as he laughed upon Rob’s realisation, which did enough to soften the impact that Rob laughed in return.

“Alright,” Simon eventually said to Rob, “it’s your turn. You’ve got to try this. Well, maybe not literally this, but you should try using the Device to change something.”

“I don’t know. I still don’t think I’m comfortable with it,” Rob said with some hesitancy. “I do trust you that its safe, but even so, the thought of being changed is frightening. How long does it last anyway?”

“The way we have it set, by default a week, but we can change that. Simon will only be changed for a couple of hours,” I replied. Rob nodded with relief at that, although Simon seemed slightly put out by the same information.

“I don’t think I can do it,” Rob said after a little more thinking. Simon seemed disappointed but didn’t say anything. Rob gave him an apologetic look, then turned to look at me. I just smiled, understanding his reluctance. He turned to Aoife, who again had a similar expression of understanding. Yet for some reason, something seemed to change Rob’s mind when he looked at Aoife.

“Okay. Actually, why not,” Rob said with forced confidence, “something small, but I shouldn’t miss out on something this amazing because of fear. What about…” he paused and looked about, seeming to search for inspiration. He scratched his head which seemed to be the inspiration he need. “Hey Aoife, do you remember what my hair looked like when we first met?”

Aoife grinned and nodded, “I do. It was longer than mine now and it had some impressive curls.” I was surprised to hear this. I’d met Rob after Aoife had, and since I’d known him his hair had always been cut short, almost buzz-cut.

“Well, unfortunately I don’t think I could quite grow that out again and I don’t really have many photos from back then. Simon has said he wants to see my hair longer,” Rob explained, “so… let’s go for that?”

Since Aoife could remember what Rob’s hair had looked like previously I handed the Device over to her. She took it with a smile and began to enter settings. I absently noticed that she seemed slower navigating it than me and wondered why it would be the case but decided not to think too much on it.

“Okay I’m ready if you are?” Aoife said. “You don’t have to do this you know? We all understand if you’d prefer not to.”

Rob shook his head, then smiled, “I’m ready. It’s just hair!” He gave Aoife a final nod of confirmation. She pressed the button and Rob made a small noise of surprise. “Oh! Yeah, it itches. Or not quite an itch. It’s like something is fizzing against my scalp.”

We watched as his hair began to rapidly grow out and become fuller. The few places where it had receded or thinned saw fresh, healthy growth until they matched the rest of his hair, and then it all kept going. After his hair was more than a couple of inches in length it quickly began to form into wild, loose curls. Soon it hung down to the top of his back and touched his shoulders, but I guessed that its actual length was significantly more considering how curly it was.

“Wow,” came the robotic buzz of Simon’s altered voice, “I do like your hair normally, but this has a certain appeal too.” As he was speaking he had walked over and, after gesturing to ask permission, he ran his chrome-like fingers through Rob’s hair. Rob himself was also feeling his hair and had pulled a lock in front of his face to examine it.

“I shouldn’t be so impressed that this seems like it’s just real hair, considering what else I’ve seen the Device do, but…” Rob breathed. He laughed and let go of his hair. He brought Simon with him as they both went to stand in front of the large mirror in the room. Simon had taken a brief look at himself before, but they both took this opportunity to really examine the changes.

“I can’t say I’d choose to keep it like this,” admitted Rob, “It’s annoying and takes a lot of maintaining. But I had kind of missed some of the length. Maybe I can grow it out a bit?” Simon gave his enthusiastic approval. “This was enough of an adventure for me for today,” Rob said gesturing to his hair, “but I think it has given me a bit more courage. Maybe next time I could go a little further?”

***

Simon enjoyed his altered form for the couple of hours that it lasted. He experimented with his voice and revealed that he had a remarkable level of control over it. He was able to mimic most sounds and voices he heard, although always retaining the mildly synthetic quality. He could also talk without having to form words with his tongue or lips, simply projecting it like it came from a speaker. Hira was less surprised about these features than me, considering she had implemented them, but even she was impressed by the implementation of the effects.

His eyes, or the screen that replaced his eyes, was another feature he showed in more detail. Most of the time the screen showed pixelated eyes and eyebrows that mimicked how his normal eyes would look. However, when he had certain emotions the eyes could change, such as becoming ‘heart-eyes’ when he really liked something, or becoming massively oversized when he was surprised, almost as if they were jumping out of the screen. As well as the partially involuntary effects, he could also manually change them or even replaced them with different things altogether. He demonstrated this by having a simulated game of pong play across his eye-screen, followed by a mock high score screen with scrolling text.

He told us that his vision had also been impacted, at his request, and that he could see a kind of heads-up-display overlayed on his vision. It only gave him basic information; his current heart rate, which direction was north and, most interestingly to me, the current battery status of his phone as well as any unread notifications. Other than this, he said he could activate a night vision mode, although he hadn’t actually needed to.

I wanted to give him a chance to test his night vision, so we closed all the curtains and blocked as much light as possible until the room was almost pitch black. We each held up a different number of fingers and confirmed between ourselves we couldn’t tell what other people were doing. Simon then turned on his night vision and easily recited back to everyone what they were holding up, being correct each time.

Rob for his part eventually just tied his hair back to keep it out of his face. However, he did show more interest in the Device and how it worked. Eventually Hira asked if he’d like to actually use it, before asking me if I was okay with that. I agreed and Rob eagerly took the Device from her.

At first nothing happened. When he pressed the power button it didn’t turn on. Hira took it from him and it turned on fine, so she passed it back. Immediately the screen turned itself off. We were confused until Hira remembered that one of the safety features was that only we were the only authorised users. With a few quick adjustments, Hira made Rob a ‘temporarily’ authorised user and handed the Device back. This time, everything seemed to work fine and Rob began to navigate.

“This is incredible. There are so many layers to everything and it just seems to know what I want it to do,” the awe in his voice was clear, “If the developers at my work could make their programs this intuitive we’d be bigger than Microsoft.” He tapped through a number of options eagerly and made a sound of triumph. “Ah-ha! I thought it might be possible, but I’ve found it now. You can basically program changes in and save them as pre-sets,” he showed the screen to Hira who looked with great interest, “Which means that if you have a change you want to repeat often you can just make it a pre-set and not have to go through all the adjustments again.”

In his explorations of the systems, Rob’s background as a quality assurance tester for software helped him discover a number of other useful sub-systems and settings. He found a way to change the interface to show more or less options at a time. He found a way to set global default settings for awareness rather than adjusting it with each change. He found a way to set different privilege levels for different authorised users, which we took advantage of to make him a more permanent authorised user, although with some limitations compared to Hira and myself.

He did discover that mental changes were possible as part of his exploration, although he admitted that he’d gathered as much from the fact that the awareness settings worked the way they did. We discussed this briefly and he showed a lot more concern about using these kinds of changes. We admitted that we had experimented a little with mental changes, but that we were being extremely cautious. He seemed happy to trust us, but I could see how wary he was.

It didn’t feel like two hours, eventually Simon’s changes reverted and, not long after, so did Rob’s. Simon clearly regretted having such a short time with the alterations, but we promised we would find a way to allow him to use the Device again which cheered him up. Rob seemed relieved the changes actually reversed and admitted that now that he’d looked at the Device and seen that things did reverse, he was getting more comfortable with it.

With their changes reversed and the afternoon reaching its end, the couple announced that they reluctantly had to leave and began getting some things together.

“Are you going to be Aoife from now on?” Simon asked. There was no judgement in his voice, just curiosity. Both Rob and Hira looked at me for my response too. I’d not actually discussed how I’d move forward yet, but I had been thinking about it.

“No. I’ll change back tomorrow. But I think there could be a time, not too far in the future, where I am Aoife full time,” I smiled at the thought. “But before I go full time there are people I want to tell. Without the aid of the Device and it’s awareness filters. It’s important to me to give some people the chance to accept me without forcing it on them with the Device.”

Everyone said they understood and Rob in particular seemed pleased that I was wary of making long term awareness changes to people. “Speaking of other people and the Device, can you just confirm who else knows and who you plan on telling?” Rob asked.

“Currently, its everyone in this room, James, Marie and Matt. Since Matt knows I feel like we need to tell Penny, because he’ll tell her eventually anyway,” I said it jokingly, but Hira gave me a look that told me she was still nervous about Matt knowing. “And I really want to tell Em too. Not just because they’re part of the group, but also because I think they’d love this,” I said this last part to Hira as much as anyone else. We’d not fully decided who to tell, but I was relatively confident she would be happy with Em knowing.

“Other than that, I don’t think we will tell anyone else for now,” Hira continued for me. “And I know this doesn’t need to be said, but please keep everything to yourselves for now. Including about Aoife at least until we tell you otherwise.”

Rob and Simon both promised to keep quiet and shortly afterwards they were leaving, both taking a handful of snacks with them at Hira’s insistence.

Once the house was empty but for us I let out a long sigh and felt myself sag slightly. “That was a lot of fun, but I’m exhausted.” I took off the shoes I was wearing and slumped onto the couch. “I was so stressed out and then I started to feel really aware of everything I’m wearing.”

Hira joined me on the couch and gave me a sideways hug. “You did really well babe. I’m proud of you for telling them. It went well!” I leaned into her hug and then shifted to wrap my arms around her. Her four arms took up a lot of space and it was difficult to find somewhere for my arms to slip through a gap, but I awkwardly managed it. “Have you thought about who you’re going to come out to next?”

“Probably Em? We can show them the Device at the same time. Then I guess all the others,” I paused while I considered. “I should tell my mum and siblings too,” I was more reluctant about those conversations. My family could be kind of conservative and I wasn’t sure how they’d react to me coming out as trans. The temptation to just use the Device and not deal with the potential difficulty was strong.

Hira hugged me tighter. She could hear my nervousness in my voice but could offer nothing but comfort. She gave me a kiss on the top of my head and whispered gently, “I’m proud of you.”

We spoke about lighter subjects for a while and eventually decided to get up to begin tidying the room a little. As I got to my feet I was struck by how much smaller I was now than Hira. She was well over a foot taller than me and her four muscular arms contrasted with my more slender build to make me very aware of her more powerful, dominating presence.

She must have noticed the attention I was giving her because she grinned and flexed. “I was just noticing how much bigger you are than me now,” I laughed. Encouraged she picked me up. I let out a little gasp at how easily she managed the feat. It was as if I weighed nothing to her.

“Wow,” she commented, “I didn’t realise how light you were now.” She was gentle as she lifted me off the floor so that my eyes were level with her glowing robotic eyes. I was still recovering slightly from the shock of being lifted. “Are you okay,” she asked, “am I making you uncomfortable being this much bigger?”

“No.” I felt myself blush. I smiled self consciously and bit my lower lip. “I like it. I was just surprised. And…” my blush deepened, “being lifted up like that was kind of hot.”

Hira grinned. “I like it too. It’s a lot of fun being so powerful.”

She put me down so we could finish tidying up, but even as my feet touched the floor I felt a familiar tingle. My body began to shrink again and I watched as the difference between out height became even more pronounced. I wasn’t sure of our exact heights anymore, but she must have been about six foot four, while I doubted I was even a full inch taller than five foot.

I was short enough that when I tried to put some of the plates and cups away after we tidied up I couldn’t quite reach the right shelves in the cupboards. Hira saw me struggling, but just grinned rather than helping. Giving her a determined look, I found a small stepping stool and finished my tasks without asking for help, much to her quiet amusement.

We decided to order food to be delivered rather than bother making dinner. Hira made me answer the door to pick up our food arrived. I did my best to pretend I wasn’t nervous being seen by a stranger, but I knew I didn’t do a good job of hiding my trepidation. The delivery person barely gave me a second look as he handed me two bags of warm food, but even so I still felt self-conscious at being seen in my red dress.

I only managed to eat about half my burger and maybe two-thirds of the fries I’d ordered. It seemed my reduced size came with a reduced appetite. Hira in contrast was more than happy to take my leftovers, commenting that there was more of her to fuel and she felt like the wrap she’d ordered hadn’t been enough.

After we’d eaten we sat together in the living room and watched an episode of one of the shows we were working our way through together. I was laying against Hira with my head against her chest. Her lower left arm was wrapped around my waist while her upper left hand was absently stroking my hair. An involuntary, content sigh escaped my lips and Hira looked down at me with an affectionate smile. She hugged me tighter and I pressed my face against her.

Our show ended and neither of us felt like watching more. We stood up and Hira stretched. Fully extended her size was only further emphasised. I felt a thrill of arousal at the image and it must have been evident on my face. Hira laughed and grabbed me, lifting me from my feet and pulling me into a hug. My arousal only grew, but as I tried to find space to put my arms around her to comfortably hug her back, mild annoyance invaded my mood.

“As much as I like these extra arms, they do make hugs awkward,” I complained. She shifted her arms slightly and I managed to get my arms into a comfortable gap. “There are just too many arms involved.”

Hira pulled me away from her, still keeping my suspended above the ground and gave me a mischievous look. “You’re right. There are too many arms involved.” The Device was sitting within reach on the nearby table and she reached out to grab it. I gave her a suspicious look, but she just smiled.

My feet touched the ground as she put me down so she could make whatever changes she needed to the Device. It only took her a few moments and I was struck slightly by how quick she was with the Device in comparison to me. She gave me another mischievous grin and, with great ceremony, pressed what I presumed must be the execute button.

It came as no shock to me when I felt the familiar tingling, her expression had told me I would be the target. My arms tingled intensely, perhaps more so than any other change. I looked down at them to watch the change but felt a shock of mild panic as I saw them appear to evaporate into nothingness. In seconds I could no longer feel tingling in my arms. In fact I could no longer feel my arms at all. As far as I could tell, there was nothing below my shoulders.

My panic was only momentary. I was more annoyed I hadn’t guessed this was Hira’s plan than at what she’d actually done. “Okay, very funny,” I said giving her an exaggerated pout. “This is not what I had in mind when I said there were too many arms.”

“We’re back to four between us now,” Hira laughed. “If you want me to undo it though I will. I know this is pretty extreme.” Her expression was still playful, but I could see she was being earnest.

Rather than reply instantly I wiggled my shoulders and moved about a little to get a feel for what my new form felt like. My balanced was a little off and I kept trying to instinctively put my arms out to steady myself, before remembering I couldn’t. It wasn’t a pleasant experience exactly, but with the knowledge it could be easily undone, it was actually fun. It was effectively just bondage, although perhaps a little more extreme than normal. The thought of being so totally helpless with Hira fed into my already kindled arousal and my mind began to run with sexy imagery.

“Why don’t we have some fun like this first?” I suggested. Hira only grinned as she picked me back up, although she did keep one hand free to carry the Device. As I was lifted from my feet I could immediately tell that I was now even lighter than before and Hira easily carried me from the living room into the hallway. She placed me down in front of the stairs and gestured up. I laughed and gave her a questioning look, but she just smiled back and gave my bum a firm slap. Gasping more from the impact than any pain, I gave her a mock frown, then started to make my way up the stairs.

My balance was noticeable affected by the absence of my arms. I desperately sought to reach out to the banister but succeeded only in nearly toppling to one side as my weight shifted to extend my non-existent hand. I turned slightly to tell Hira I wasn’t sure I could safely make my way up, only to find her standing behind me with all four of her strong arms extended to catch me should I fall. A warm smile stretched across my face and immediately my hesitation faded. I felt safe with Hira behind me.

At the top of the stairs I began to walk towards our bedroom, but found the door closed. “I think I might need a hand,” I wiggled my shoulder to emphasise my point. Hira, right behind as she had been the whole way up the stairs, simply smiled and nodded towards the door. I frowned at her but refused to beg for her help.

A mighty struggle ensued. Our doors had lever handles rather than knobs for which I was most grateful, but even so I struggled. At first I tried to use my hips to depress the handle but I couldn’t get enough leverage and simply slid off instead. My second attempt was similar, but instead I attempted to twist enough to almost sit on the handle and push it down. Unfortunately my reduction in height was just enough that I couldn’t get myself high enough to achieve my goal. At long last I ended up using my chin to pull the handle down enough for the latch to open and grant me access to the bedroom. Through it all Hira only watched and silently laughed.

I walked into the room, followed closely by Hira. As soon as she was over the threshold she was starting to strip and in moments she was naked. The Device was placed gently on the bed. She was already hard and I felt a twinge of anticipation and excitement. “I don’t think I can strip without your help,” I said. I wiggled slightly to illustrate my lack of ability.

“Suits me,” Hira teased. She placed her lower arms on my shoulders and I expected her to start removing my dress. Instead she pushed me down gently. “If you say our safe word I’ll stop. And your arms will come back,” she said. With a nod, I allowed myself to be pushed to my knees.

On my knees, faced with her naked form in front of me, I was struck by just how much bigger than me Hira was now. Her hard cock stood proud in front of me, but the height difference was such that it was level more with the top of my head rather than my mouth. I had to stretch slightly just to take her in my mouth. I looked up at her as I did and she gave me an encouraging smile.

It was hard to keep my balance. I was focusing on giving Hira pleasure as much as possible, but a large part of my attention was preoccupied with just staying upright. My abbreviated shoulders kept twitching as I instinctively tried to use my non-existent arms for balance. Hira noticed and gave me a look that asked if I wanted to stop. My answer was to run my tongue slowly along the bottom of her shaft and focus slowly on the head. As I pulled away I grinned at her, before stretching my head forward again to take her full length in my mouth. Hira let out a low, quiet groan and I intensified my performance.

A hand touched my head gently. I looked up and Hira smiled at me, then took a step back. Her cock slipped out of my mouth and I involuntarily made a sound of disappointment. Hira grinned and helped me to my feet. I looked at her questioning, wondering what was next. I was so powerless.

She turned me around so I was facing the bed. All of her arms grabbed me; two at my shoulders and two at my hips. With a controlled roughness she shoved me onto the bed face first. I grunted as I hit the mattress and tried to twist to look at her, but she was on me in an instant. One of her hands was against my back, keeping me down, while two others lifted my hips up, leaving me face down and ass up.

My dress was flipped up, exposing my ass. Her hands began to squeeze my butt cheeks through my tights and I moaned. A sudden rip caught my attention and I felt cooler air against my backside. She’d ripped my tights and left my underwear exposed. A finger ran across my underwear, tracing the shape of my sex beneath it. I could feel the dampness between my legs already and the teasing was only making it worse. The finger found its way beneath the fabric and with a sharp tug pulled the underwear to the side, removing the last barrier towards my pussy.

Without realising it I’d been panting and moaning since I was on the bed, and I was begging Hira to fuck me. She finally obliged.

I felt her hard cock enter me and I let out a loud groan. She began to fuck me with more intensity than I’d felt before. She rammed into me with such power that I felt like I would be driven through the mattress. My breasts pushed against the mattress beneath me. Without her arms holding up my hips I would have been flat on my stomach, but she kept my ass up to give her the easiest access to me.

The noises escaping my mouth had long stopped been words and were primal noises of pleasure. Hira’s thrusts sped up and became more intense and I screamed out. She pushed herself as deep in me as she could and stopped. Her cock twitched and a warmth filled me. I groaned in pleasure and pushed my hips against her, desperate for more stimulation. The sex had been good, but she’d not lasted long and I wanted more. I’d not reached a climax yet and wondered if Hira would be willing to finish me off. Her cock was still hard, but I could tell she was done.

She didn’t pull out, but I felt her move and shift. I managed to twist to see her grabbing the Device which was on the bed near her. She pushed a few buttons and I gasped. Her cock seemed to get even harder than it had been before and I felt it grow inside me. “What did you do?” I asked shocked.

“I made it bigger,” Hira gave me a teasing grin, “and I made it so that I don’t need to reload.” I laughed, but was interrupted when the fucking began anew. My laugh became a cry of surprise and then a moan of pleasure.

I lost track of time and even space briefly, but at some point Hira stopped her thrusting and moved me. Desperate for the feeling to continue I let myself be moved. Hira was sitting on the edge of the bed with her feet on the flood. I was on her lap, facing her and filled by her. All four of her arms gripped me and began to lift me up and down. I was so much smaller than her that she was able to use me as a toy. I couldn’t do anything except be used. I felt my climax coming.

Hira paused briefly to swiftly, but carefully, remove my dress and bra. She returned to using me and began to kiss me and let her hands occasionally play with my nipples. It was all too much and I came. She pushed me down onto her to fill me completely and my body shook. I couldn’t make a sound and I closed my eyes tight as I let the sensation run through me. It was enough to cause Hira to come again and the combined sensation ran together with my own climax. I felt like I blacked out for a moment.

The next thing I knew Hira was removing my ruined tights and my underwear, leaving me naked at last. I blinked dumbly at her and realised I was standing. She moved me again, keeping me standing but faced away from her. I tried to turn back, but again her arms were holding me. I was pushed forward so that my upper body was leant over the bed and the hands on my hips pulled my ass back towards Hira’s body.

She entered me from behind again and continued to fuck me roughly. The aftershocks of my recent climax were still wracking my body and the insistent and incessant stimulation was almost too much to bear. I considered asking her to stop, but before I could I felt her hand against the back of my throat as she leant forward into me. It wasn’t choking me, but the feeling of being so dominated triggered something in me and I knew another orgasm was coming. A hand slapped my ass hard enough to sting. I screamed out in pain and pleasure. I was slapped again and at the same time I felt my second climax rip through me. I screamed out and pushed against Hira.

“Fuck! Fuck you,” I cried out, “Oh fuck you! Fuck you. Oh shit. Oh my god! Fuck.”

Hira didn’t stop. The high didn’t last as long this time and I was starting to feel tired and sore. She moved me again, this time putting me on my back. She lifted my legs up so that they were pointed in the air, supported by two of her arms. Her rough fucking continued and somehow it was like she was getting even deeper.

Each thrust brought pleasure, but there was starting to be a little pain too. The sensations were overwhelming and I began to cry. Tears ran down my cheeks as I moaned in pleasure. It all mixed together and as I felt Hira come one more time I was surprised to feel one final, smaller, orgasm for myself in response.

I was going to ask Hira to stop, but I didn’t need to. She pulled out and moved away from me. I was glad I hadn’t had to speak. I wasn’t sure I could. I was dazed and felt drained. Hira had done all the work, but I felt exhausted. My tears slowed but didn’t stop. Hira gave me a concerned look, but I smiled in response, shaking my head to show I was fine.

I was moved further up the bed and my head was placed against the pillow. I gave no resistance and said nothing, but rolled slightly to lie on my side, marvelling absently at the strangeness of there being no arm to lie on. Hira’s weight behind me was welcome as she pushed herself against my back and wrapped all of her arms around me.

I fell asleep in her arms with a smile on my face.

***

My alarm went off and I rolled over to grab my phone and turn them off. Nothing happened and it took me a few moments to remember that I still had no arms. The thought brought back memories of the night before and I grinned. The sex had been incredible. I’d napped afterwards, but eventually we’d got up to get cleaned up. Hira had been happy enough to clean me so that I hadn’t had to restore my arms. We’d got pretty close to making another mess in the process, but I’d been too sore to actually go again.

I twisted slightly and saw that Hira was starting to stir. Neither of us had changed back yet. She gave me an annoyed look, wondering why I was letting the alarm blare. I laughed and wiggled to demonstrate my current condition. She returned the laugh and reached over me to shut off the alarm. She gave me a groggy kiss and we cuddled again for a few minutes before being interrupted by another alarm.

With a mightily reluctant groan Hira moved away from me and got to her feet, turning off the second alarm. She stretched, showing off her still nude form. I admired her muscular form and remembered what it had let her do to the night before. I squeezed my thighs together in reminiscence.

She picked up the Device and began to tap a few buttons. I felt a tingle and experienced the bizarre sensation of my arms growing back. It was strange how used I’d become to their absence in just one night. I stretched indulgently. Despite how much fun I’d had, I was glad to have them back.

Hira changed more dramatically. Soon she was back to normal; a two-armed, petite woman without a penis. She noticed me looking at her and smiled. “I hope you’re not too disappointed to have your boring ordinary girlfriend back,” she said.

I shook my head. “I think we can say you’re definitely not boring,” I laughed, “and I’m definitely not disappointed by what I see.”

Hira blushed slightly and waved my comment off. “I’m going to have a shower. I’ll let you decide what you want to do with the Device for yourself,” she said. I heard the unsaid part of the sentence; she was letting me decide if I wanted to go back to my male body or not. I’d been thinking about a lot the previous night, but I’d still not made my mind up.

She left the room and I picked up the Device.

When Hira returned she was greeted by originally body, although absent body hair. She looked me over. “Are you sure?”

I nodded and approached her. We embraced and kissed. I was struck by how much I loved her. Regardless of how either of us looked. The kiss felt like it lasted a long time and when we pulled away we were both grinning.

“So… is it Connor again? Do I have boyfriend or…?” Hira asked, she seemed a bit unsure of how to ask and I was unsure of how to answer.

“Connor for now, yeah,” I replied. “And in terms of boyfriend I… guess that works best for now.” I tried to put my thoughts together. “I need to think things through. I might end up being Aoife full-time, but if that happens I want to make sure I can do it in a way that lets me be open with those people important to me. Don’t get me wrong, I’ll use the Device to change, but I want to tell people first without it altering their perception.”

Hira hugged me tightly. “Whatever you decide to do babe, I’ll support you.” A surge of affection filled my body and I hugged her back, careful not to be too rough now that my strength had returned.

I put the Device down. “I think for today, maybe we take a break from this,” I suggested.

“Good idea. We don’t want to run out of ideas yet.”

I laughed. “I don’t know if you’ll ever run out of ideas! You came up with some really good stuff.”

“You weren’t so bad yourself,” she smiled, “and I bet you’ve got a few more ready to go.” I laughed and gave a conceding shrug.

I was lucky to have the Device, but I was luckier to have Hira to share it with.

***

End