Michelle was sipping her cup of coffee in the kitchen while she waited for Phoebe to finish showering and get ready for the day they had planned.  They had planned to go on a huge shopping trip that would cap off with a fun club hopping adventure, but as always Phoebe was late.  It had been two whole months since Michelle had returned to what had once been Vee’s mansion to attempt to rescue Sara, Aaron, and Chrissy, and ever since that fateful day, her life has taken a complete 180.

Having been thwarted by Phoebe on that day so long ago, Michelle knew that her and Sammy would not be leaving the mansion on their own accord, and sure enough, she was right.  Sammy, for her unwillingness to ‘bend the knee’ for Phoebe, had ended up as a relief station rented out to Vee’s old Art Gallery.  She was installed right next to her old friend Sara who was relieved to see that another station was installed to take some of the attention off of herself, as she had been used nonstop since arriving at the art gallery.

As for Michelle, she made a different decision. In her moment of utter despair, confusion, and hopelessness, she decided to turn her back on her former friend and her transformed friends, and instead chose to live with Phoebe in the mansion and become her ‘best friend’.  It wasn’t an easy decision, but it was a decision made out of self preservation, and the underlying greedy thought of getting to use the Reshaper as much as she wanted. And she did just that.

Phoebe let Michelle use the Reshaper whenever and however she wanted with minimal rules. The biggest rule was that she couldn’t use it to transform Phoebe into anything inanimate unless she approved of it first. If she broke this rule, Phoebe had instructed her butlers to apprehend Michelle and restore her immediately. Michelle was fine with that rule. She mainly wanted to run experiments and modify her own body in crazy ways. That was the selling point of choosing to live with Phoebe after all. Well, that and not being turned into a stupid relief station for the rest of her life. She still could believe how dumb and selfish Sammy was to be turned into one. She had the choice to live a normal life here with her and instead chose to become some inanimate sex object to be fucked over and over again by total strangers.

Part of Michelle thinks that Sammy wanted to be transformed into a relief station. But she had other ideas in mind for her own fun transformations, and with the freedom Phoebe gave her to use the machine whenever, she got right to work with some fun experimenting.

The first couple of days she was still nervous to do anything drastic to her body, out of fear that Phoebe might go against her word, so her early transformations were subtle. Bigger breasts, missing limbs, and even shrinking herself were some of her early experiments. And with each transformation, Michelle’s new favorite kink began to grow, with each new form getting her that much more aroused.

Michelle sipped her coffee again as she fondly remembered the first time she chose to grow a dick using the Reshaper. She remembered the first night with Phoebe when she had them both grow penises and fuck Sally Suckplant and each other all night as a sort of ‘initiation’, and she really enjoyed that night more than she thought she would.  So she made sure to give herself a dick just slightly larger than the one she had then.

Once she had her new massive dick she couldn’t help but play with it. And so she made a beeline upstairs to play with a certain Suckplant once again. Only this time, when she got upstairs she ran into Phoebe who had just gotten dressed to go out for the day. Phoebe took one look at Michelle’s giant cock and giggled before coming up with a fun idea. And before Michelle knew it, they both had giant cocks and we’re heading into the city to visit a certain pair of relief stations.  Michelle wanted to say no to the trip, but Phoebe had a look in her eyes that was frightening, so she reluctantly said yes and soon enough they arrived at the art gallery.

Michelle remembered being shocked when they walked into the room designated specifically as the ‘relief area’.  In the room were two booths and inside those booths were the two relief stations that had once been her friends Sara and Sammy.  Sara’s blank stare and O-shaped orifices had noticeably more wear and tear than Sammy’s newer model.  Multiple times she tried to refer to them by their former names but Phoebe was quick to correct her and point out their new names were unit 001 and unit 002 since they no longer were people and just objects.  Michelle struggled with that at first but grew to accept calling them by their new titles. But then came the thing she had been avoiding since seeing the obscene relief stations, Phoebe wanted them both to fuck them.

Michelle new that was the sole reason of Phoebe growing a dick and bringing her here, but she hoped she wouldn’t have to join in. But Phoebe had that look again, and Michelle new it was pointless to fight her.  “So which one do you want Phoebe?” Michelle asked timidly, hoping Phoebe would spare her from using her former friend turned Unit 002.

Phoebe simply turned and grinned at Michelle, “I want you to use Unit 002. That was your best friend before, and so it’s only fitting you get to experience the pleasures of its new form.” Phoebe then turned to Sara, or rather unit 001. “Besides, I absolutely love using unit 001. Knowing who it was previously makes fucking it that much more satisfying. Soon you’ll grow to understand that feeling as well.”

Michelle tried giving Phoebe a pleasing look, but she ultimately knew there was no way out of this, so she simply nodded in agreement with Phoebe and went into the booth in front of her. Inside, Michelle stared down the sexual structure that once was Sammy, and anxiety filled her once more.  The idea of fucking her former best friend that was now this… thing, this rigid, almost plastic like vessel designed specifically for one purpose, the thought was overwhelming. No longer did this object with the inviting orifices and giant breasts have any human hopes or dreams. All it was good for was pleasure, satisfaction, and relief. And Michelle’s new appendage was starting to throb at just the thought.

As Michelle continued to stare at the relief station in front of her, she started to here familiar noises coming from the other stall. Sounds of rhythmic moaning and thrusting flooded Michelle with images of Phoebe fucking Sara’s former body turned relief station. The sounds only grew louder as time passed, and in the middle of it all, Phoebe found the time to draw attention to the lack of noise she heard coming from Michelle’s booth. “Mmmm, Michelle, I don’t hear anything over there! Don’t tell me you’re still having second thoughts. That wouldn’t make me very happy.” She said in almost a song song voice.

Michelle tensed up as she new Phoebe was legitimately upset with her based on the tone. “Uhh, no. I’m Uhh, just trying to figure out which end to use first is all.” She hoped that was a good enough excuse.

“Oh, mmmm, well it sounds to me like you’re hesitating, and I can’t have a bestie who second guesses themselves. So here’s the deal. Either man up and fuck that relief station, or else someone is going to lose their Reshaper privileges.”

That was it. That was the necessary threat to shake the fear and nervousness from Michelle.  Sure she was still a bit uncomfortable with the situation, but to lose her transformation privileges?!? If Michelle had to choose between a relief station’s feelings or losing access to the very thing that gave her the most happiness and joy in the entire universe, she would gladly choose the latter any day.  The Reshaper was her whole world now. She woke up every day dreaming of fun new ways to use it on herself. It allowed her to live out all of her crazy erotic fantasies at the push of a button.

She was not about to give that up. Especially for some inanimate object that chose this new purpose in life instead of choosing to stay human and living with her. They could have been together still, living the life of luxury with Phoebe, but Sammy ruined that for them. She was selfish and chose this new life over her, her so called best friend. How could she! Michelle’s anxiety quickly turned to anger and betrayal as her mind started rationalizing her next step.  And in her emotional and sexual frustration, Michelle made her decision. If Sammy wanted to be a relief station so badly, then Michelle was going to treat her like one. And with her mind set, Michelle wiped the angry tears from her eyes and reached for the handles that were attached to Sammy’s wide hips. With a firm grip, Michelle positioned her giant member in front of the inviting face of the relief unit and with lust in her eyes, began thrusting her cock deep inside the o-shape mouth of the relief station.

Over and over, Michelle continued to thrust hard and deep into her former friend, and In between her own moaning, Phoebe was thrilled to hear Michelle embracing the moment to its fullest. Once Michelle had reached the edge and was on the brink of overwhelming pleasure, she quickly made her decision and with one final thrust, she exploded inside of the relief station, filling it with an extra thick load that plastered the insides of the unit.  Feeling the release of a lot of pent up frustration, Michelle had finally jumped the final mental hurdle she had in the way ever since moving in with Phoebe. She no longer felt guilty or sad for her former friend turned sex toy. There was no point to. Sammy chose to be a relief station so that was how Michelle was going to treat her. As nothing more than a toy for her pleasure. She figured the massive load she left inside the station would please it anyways.

Now Looking back on that fateful night where Phoebe caught her and Sammy, Michelle felt an overwhelming sense of gratitude towards her former captor.  That night Phoebe extended an olive branch to her to forget the past and start over as friends, and Michelle was sincerely grateful she chose to accept that invitation.  After a brief intermission, Michelle felt energized once again by her newfound appreciation of her new best friend and decided to get the whole experience of this relief station in front of her. So she repositioned near the unit’s backside and began her lust filled assault once again.

After that day, Michelle and Phoebe grew even closer as friends. They constantly found new ways to satisfy each other, whether it was by using the Reshaper to spice things up in the bedroom, or by making weekly ‘maintenance’ trips to visit their favorite relief stations. They were inseparable, and for the first time in years, Phoebe felt she had a true friend that she could trust.  That was reconfirmed weeks later when she had allowed Michelle to turn her into an entire ensemble for a gala she was

going to.

Michelle didn’t like any of her outfits at the time, and Phoebe felt bad for her friend so she offered to become her outfit for the night. Michelle was thrilled and gave Phoebe a big hug and kiss before quickly tugging her towards the Reshaper to create her new wardrobe.  That was the first night Phoebe had ever been turned into clothing, and she had to admit she loved every second of it. Of course it helped that Michelle was a bit devious and decided to not only turn Phoebe into her gorgeous white dress, but she also used parts of Phoebe to make her purse, heels, earrings, and other items as well.

The most intriguing use of her body was the pack of condoms Michelle had made using her.  Not to mention she cleverly arranged it to where all of Phoebe’s naughty parts were compacted into the bottom of her heels so that every step she took, Phoebe would be lost in a fit of orgasmic pleasure.  She really did think of everything.

As Michelle’s time at the Gala winded down, Phoebe was so lost in her blissful state that she didn’t realize it when Michelle had gone home with a guy from the event. As Michelle entered the guy’s condo, they hastily made their way to his bedroom, and by the time Phoebe could think straight, she could feel that she had been flung about in all sorts of different locations throughout the bedroom. The dress was bundled up by the foot of the bed, the purse was haphazardly flung next to the nightstand, and the heels had some how managed to not even make it to the bedroom. But other than the condoms that were currently being used, Phoebe could tell there was one last bit of her body unaccounted for, but she couldn’t think of what that was, so she decided to zone out for the rest of the night and embrace the amazing feeling of being in so many places at once, and tomorrow she would be back to normal.

Morning came, and Michelle clumsily stumbled about the room looking for her items while in the afterglow of the previous night. She slid her dress back on, gathered up her purse and heels and after a quick make out session with the man of her dreams, Michelle was out the door and heading back to the mansion.   As she approached the vehicle that had come to pick her up, she realized something crucial from the night prior. She had left the two Phoebe condoms behind that were currently tied in a knot and filled with her fling’s delicious load.

Embarrassingly, Michelle knocked on the guys door and asked to use his restroom real quick as an excuse to search through his trash for the two condoms.  Once she located the two condoms, she carefully placed them in her purse, and made her way towards the front door again, making sure to give lover boy one last kiss before heading out.

Once back at the mansion, Michelle gathered up all of her wardrobe that had been Phoebe and placed them in the Reshaper. Phoebe was thrilled to almost be back to her normal self. She loved being Michelle’s outfit, but she felt uneasy not being human for so long. It gave her uncomfortable flashbacks to when she was a clock and sextoy.  Unfortunately for her, the hatch to the Reshaper opened prematurely, before she ever changed back, and by the look on Michelle’s face, there was a problem. “I’m so sorry Phoebe, I don’t know what’s wrong! The machine is giving me an error saying that not all of you is accounted for and until every last bit of you is in the machine, I can’t restore you.”

Phoebe’s heart sank. The one time she does a favor like this for a friend and she is stuck as clothing for the rest of her life. She wanted to scream so badly, but she knew that it was pointless. She was a bunch of lifeless clothes now. That was her fate, and she almost immediately gave up and accepted it instantly.  But then Michelle spoke to her again. “Don’t worry Phoebe. I know you’re probably freaking out right now, but I promise I will fix this and you will be human again soon. There must be something I am missing. Maybe I left something else at that one guy’s place. But what would that have been. I got the condoms out of the trash so that’s not it. Hmmm.”

As they both silently thought about the previous night, it finally dawned on both of them. The earrings! Michelle had left the earrings somewhere in his place. With this in mind, Michelle stored Phoebe’s gathered parts in the Reshaper and got dressed in a different outfit, before making the awkward trip back to her one night stand’s condo. Once there, she explained that she lost her earrings and didn’t know where she left them. The guy had a sleazy grin on his face hearing about her lost earrings and came up with a plan. “Yeah, I think I remember where your earrings are.”

“Oh really? That’s great! Can you show me where they are?”

His grin got even bigger. “Sure, but you’re gonna have to do something for me in return.”

“Really? And what’s that?”

“I know you live with that Phoebe chick in that huge ass mansion, and I’ve always wanted to see the inside of that place. You promise me a tour of the place and another night like the one we had last night and I’ll return your earrings.”

Michelle was disgusted that she had slept with this pig the night before, but she knew she had to play along if she wanted to help Phoebe so she agreed to the terms and she headed back to the mansion and awaited his arrival that evening.  When he showed up, Michelle noticed a small container in his hand that looked like it held the missing earrings. “Alright, I held up my end of the deal, now if you could give me the earrings that would be great.”

“Whoa what’s the rush? You haven’t given me a tour yet, and I’m famished. I hope you have some good food here.”

Michelle was fuming, but nevertheless she gave the man a tour of the facilities after they had dinner.  Towards the end of the tour, they stopped in the main room just passed the Art room. “Welp that’s the tour, so if I can have my earrings back-“

“Wait, you never showed me what was in that room?”

He pointed at the Art Room.

“That room is just storage. There’s nothing in-“ he pushed past her and into the room where he stopped and stared at the intricate machine in the corner of the room.

He peaked inside the Reshaper and saw Michelle’s outfit from the night before, and grinned. “What is this a secret sex dungeon? You even put your clothes from last night in here. Man, I must’ve really rocked your world.”

“Ew, no, this is not a sex dungeon, and trust me you weren’t that great in bed.”

He didn’t buy it. “Sure. Face it, the sex we had was so amazing that you are keeping this outfit as a momento of our time together. That’s why you came back to my place earlier today too isn’t it. You can’t get enough of me.” The guy at this point had basically cornered Michelle and was practically pushed up against her in an unsavory manner. And that’s when she had had enough and came up with a fun scheme to get rid of him.

“Damn, you’re right. I just can’t stop thinking about you. Those muscles, that raw sexual energy. It’s intoxicating! I couldn’t resist seeing you again and having you all to myself.” She said as she crept her hand seductively up his chest.

“I knew it! Well don’t worry babe, I forgive you for playing to hard to get. So why don’t you make it up to me by treating me to what we did last night right here in this fancy sex dungeon?”

That’s exactly the response she was hoping for. “Oh thank you for understanding. And don’t worry, I’ll make sure to treat you to even more than what we did last night. But let me clear out the um, sex chamber, before we use it. I don’t want to ruin my clothes from last night.” He agreed and so Michelle carefully removed every item of Phoebe and placed them on a table nearby. Shortly after, the man also set down the earrings Right next to the other items and began getting undressed. Once he was naked, he approached Michelle who had gotten undressed down to her bra and panties. He leaned in to kiss her but she placed a finger on his lips. “No, no, no. First let’s get into the chamber, then you can have me all to yourself.”  The man grinned stupidly, and like the scumbag he was, climbed into the machine before her.  Which of course is exactly what Michelle wanted, as she sealed the Reshaper shut behind the dumb muscle head.

“Hey what gives? Aren’t you coming in here with me?”

She smiled at him briefly before laughing. “Ha, not in a million years. Especially with what I plan to do to you. Thanks for returning the earrings to me by the way. Hope you enjoy your new purpose in life.” She typed a few commands into the machine and pressed start, as the angry guy banged on the door. “What does that mean? Let me out bitch! You hear me? Let me out!” And that was the last thing she heard from the sleaze-bag.

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And that’s what lead to today. Michelle was still patiently sipping her coffee when finally a energetic Phoebe came skipping down the stairs dress in a skimpy white tank top and some really short daisy dukes. She continued skipping over to Michelle and gave her a big hug that caused her to spill her coffee due to the massive boobs pressing against her head.  “Hey my coffee!”

“Oops, sorry! I just wanted to show my appreciation once again for you rescuing me last night. I really thought I was going to be stuck as a bunch of inanimate clothing for the rest of my life, but you ended up saving me. I don’t know how I will ever repay you.”

“It was nothing. It’s the least I could do considering how you spared me way back when and let me live here with you. Besides, that’s what friends do, right?”

Phoebe started tearing up at what Michelle said so she hugged her even tighter, “I don’t know what I did to deserve you!”

“Well you kinda held me against my will and threatened to turn me into a relief station if I didn’t become your friend. Remember?” She said sarcastically.

“Oh stop it. I could tell by how you treated me as your clothes that you really like me. Face it, you could’ve kept me as your possessions for as long as you liked, but you didn’t because deep down you wanted your friend back. Isn’t that right?”

Michelle snickered, “Fine, you got me. I’d rather have a best friend who I can go shopping with and actually talk to then just a stupid dress and some high heels. Is that what you wanted to hear?”

Phoebe couldn’t believe it. Michelle had willingly called her her ‘best’ friend.  It had been so long since she felt so close to someone. Not even Vee or Chrissy made her feel so warm inside. This was a true friendship and Phoebe was experiencing it for the first time in her life. But she didn’t want to get all emotional in front of Michelle so she wiped the tears from her face before releasing Michelle from her grip. “Yep! See, that wasn’t so hard bestie. Now let’s get going, I don’t want to miss any of the big sales going on! By the way, you never told me what happened to that guy last night?”

“Oh, well that’s why I wanted to get going early today. I wanted to drop something off at the Art Gallery this morning.” Michelle led Phoebe to the front doors of the mansion where a giant package was waiting for them. Michelle nudged Phoebe to look through a small opening in the package to see what was inside. As she took a peek inside, she smirked deviously. “Well, well, well. Looks like I’m not the only wicked person in this household. Well done Michelle.”

Michelle smiled sinisterly and curtsied. “Thank you. I think our new Relief station will bring in even more money than the previous two. Maybe this will teach him to treat women a bit better in the future. Of course, That’s if I decide to transform him back.”

The two women shared a wicked laugh before watching the package get wheeled out to a shipping vehicle, and then shortly afterwards got in their own car and left for their exciting shopping day.