Kelvin sat tight lipped in the pristine white halls of the clinic, supposedly the last in line for his booster shot as he fidgeted nervously in his seat. Kevin was something of a conspiracy theorist, not one to take vaccines and the like, always believing them to be laced with nano-machines and government what-not to keep the population in check despite the absurdity of it all.

But with the recent onset of this new pandemic that had swept the globe with devastating results, Kelvin’s parents had forced the reluctant teen to take the mandatory vaccinations necessary to have at least some level of protection against the virus.

Believing it to be over, Kelvin had breathed a sigh of relief…until a new wave of variants and infections emerged, forcing pharmaceutical companies to go back to square one with their vaccines, coming up with booster shots that would help enforce those that had already taken their vaccinations. It made him dread returning to that stale, cold clinic from before.

But when he’d received his appointment notification, Kelvin had raised an eyebrow as he read over the details of his upcoming booster shot schedule. It was unusual enough for it to be at 10pm in the late evening but what set his alarm bells off was the provided destination; some medical foundation he’d never heard of before, the Takemi Medicinal Home. His mind raced with insane scenarios; from the government possibly using him as some lab rat to his ‘theories’ being discovered and the booster shot being a cover-up to nab him when he made his way there. What if they were collaborating with the Yakuza or something? That name certainly sounded Japanese to him.

His parents would have none of it though, forbidding his monthly allowances and freedom if he didn’t go for his booster shot. But even despite those strict punishments, Kelvin had refused, leaving his parents no choice but to personally have their chauffeur bind him up and drive him to his destination despite his vehement protests.

After being rudely dumped at the front of the place, Kelvin’s doubts and worries only grew as he looked up at the place; a suspiciously homely building in the middle of an otherwise empty street and crammed between two buildings. How much more suspicious could they get?

Fast forward to current events, and here he was, walking into the oddly empty building and taking a seat on one of the many rows of pristine metal chairs. A ticket counter by the chair pumping out a small sheet of paper with his personal information and appointment details printed neatly across it like he’d seen in his past two jabs. Maybe this was some fancy, high-tech joint that went fully into that whole ‘self service’ thing he’d seen other establishments like restaurants getting into?

Kelvin jumped in his chair as a loud beep rang out in the room, looking up at the flashing counter above a closed wooden door with the number 13 flashing in red; his turn had finally come.

Walking up to the door though, Kelvin noticed the nameplate being suspiciously empty, the gold, decorated sheet metal displayed no name, leaving him wondering what even was the point of it. Shaking it off though, Kelvin knocked thrice on the solid ebony wood before turning the cool metal door knob and entering. He might be a conspiracy theorist nut but he hadn’t forgotten his manners.

Instead of a doctor or nurse he’d expected to be seated calmly by their desks though, Kelvin was instead greeted by the sight of a rather compact room with high tech equipment hugging the walls, there was even an operating bed in here.

“H-Hello? Anyone there? I-I’m Kelvin? Here for m-my booster…jab…”

Kelvin’s voice trailed off as he began to realize he was the only one in that small room, the only noise he could hear being the constant hum of the computers and other miscellaneous objects he could only assume were meant for medicinal purposes…at least, he hoped they were.

Looking around the room since he had nothing to do, Kelvin inspected the funny little posters pasted over the wall alongside what looked like a Japanese calendar. He found it highly irregular for an office at a newly built establishment to be already so well decorated by what must've been a new hire. Maybe they had gotten an extremely qualified individual to do this gig full time?

On a small tray though, Kelvin could see the vials containing a fluid with the words ‘Booster’ scrawled over a piece of tape in rather neat handwriting alongside a syringe already loaded with a dosage, ready to go. Was he also supposed to do this himself? He knew what self service meant but…wasn’t a trained doctor supposed to administer the dose?

As he pondered more on what he should do next though, Kevin felt a cold stab of fear as he heard an audible click from behind him, spinning round in panic as he lunged for the door knob, hoping that he was at least fast enough to stop it from locking fully but to no avail, the metal refusing to budge as he ravaged it in a frenzy.

“Goddamn government dogs! I knew this was all a tr-WOAH!!”

Kelvin recoiled as the door knob came off right in his hands, his rabid thrashing throwing him backwards as he fell with a crash into the metal table holding medical tools alongside the booster shots, the sharp surgical tools narrowly missing his body…save for the loaded syringe however, as Kelvin felt a sharp jab in the side of his neck as the syringe pressed up into him, injecting its payload into his bloodstream with the force of his fall pushing it deeper inside.

By the time he’d reached up to pull the syringe out however, Kelvin glanced down at the now empty plastic tool, it’s injector bent and broken with the force of Kelvin’s body crashing down on it. Kelvin fished out his handkerchief, gingerly applying it to the spot where he’d felt the needle enter, expecting it to be gushing with blood. But instead of the stinging pain he’d expected as he applied pressure, the pain began to fade altogether, inspecting the handkerchief and finding just a small dab of blood on it as he tenderly rubbed his neck, the entry point already having healed itself as the strange serum flowed in his body.

“W-What the heck is in this thing? Why isn’t there any blood?”

As Kelvin was about to pick himself off the floor however, he groaned as an uncontrollable coughing fit rocked him back on his bum while he clutched at his chest in response to the sudden spike of pain that shot through his body. A pain so intense and far more brilliant than what came before that left the unprepared teen immobilised as his body began to reach incredibly high temperatures that would normally render the average human unconscious. But not Kelvin, instead of fainting, Kelvin’s mind raced with adrenaline and other chemicals that only helped to keep him awake through the fiery pain as his body began to creak and shift with change.

It began with his skin, the seething temperature beneath seemed to tenderize and soften the once pasty sheet of grey, cleansing it of all damage as his body hair instantly vanished. The soft, sensitive layer of pale white skin soon covered in sweat as his body seemed to purge itself of fluids through his pores all while he continued to roll around in agony as his cracking bone structure and molding flesh left him paralyzed in agony.

With a loud snap, Kelvin’s torso lifts high off the ground as he curves his back in a highly unusual manner, thrusting out his chest while digging his ass into the cold floor as his spine reformats itself into a sexy S-shaped curve, his shoulders popping inwards to tighten his frame while his hips do the opposite, the bones expanding outwards to form wide handlebar shaped hips with a subtle, yet tantalizing curve to them as flesh begins to funnel and form in suitable new locations across his skeletal body while he fell back to the floor with a thud, his stick thin body looking rather androdgynous as he struggled to catch his breath.

Never one to exercise but careful to watch his diet, Kelvin was never obese or well fit. But as flesh and fat fell into place, his body began to expand and fill with healthy mass that would help to complete the frame of his new body, the outline gradually filling in as time flew by, inching him closer to the border of femininity which each second.

All Kelvin could do was choke back another cry for help as he struggled to lift himself back up to a sitting position, his weary eyes noticing the pulsing flesh across his body as he struggled to move his arms, wild thoughts of government conspiracies and bioweapons ran rampant in his mind as he struggled to comprehend what he was seeing; flesh moving like snakes beneath the skin all the while new mass bubbled to life elsewhere. It was like watching a scene out of that horror game with zombies in it.

But as more flesh settled into place, Kelvin began to feel a surge of renewed strength return to his formerly lifeless body as his spindly arms became toned and slender while his legs plumped up with a thin layer of muscle and a complimentary amount of fat. His eyes widened further as he eyed the weirdly curvaceous limbs he sported, coming to a realization of what was happening as he noticed how baggy his clothes seemed to be as his nails trimmed themselves into fine manicured sheets. He didn’t even need to look down at the wobbly masses on his chest to figure out he was about to be robbed of his manhood.

Another spike of pain, this time centered between his legs sent him reeling, his eyes clenching shut in pain as he jolted back in shock, barely keeping his back leaning up against the cold wall as his hands reached for his pants in reflex, flinching as he grazed the amped up organ, the flaccid rod pitching an impressive mast within a second as pleasure seeped into the pain, his pants tenting over the massive erection between his plumped up legs, the soft and firm meat rubbing up against his manhood, further teasing the throbbing flesh as precum leaked out the top, staining his pants as his shirt popped with an audible tear, the twin peaks beneath rapidly inflating into a modestly sized pair of breasts that easily shred the thin cloth prison holding them down.

As his breasts free themselves, so does the tight feeling within his chest, vanishing as the air inside of him rushes out of his mouth, forcing a high pitched sigh to resound and echo around the room, a blush forming on his cheeks as he cupped a slender hand around his rosy lips, noticing how soft and plump they were as his palms brush up against the glossy flesh, his facial features rippling as a wave of maturity passes over him, his body growing taller while gaining more curves in all the right places that further strained his pants, feeling stress down below as he felt his erect cock struggle against the ill-fitting clothing as his already feminine face turned into that of a mature beauty.

“W-was that me? I sound so…hot? God, it's getting hotter in here…”

Mumbling to himself in a hushed tone about how hot it was starting to get, Kelvin’s eyelids fluttered midway through as his blue eyes dulled, a singular brown tone engulfing them as new thoughts and memories began to seep into his mind. Fervent nights spent discussing government cover ups and secret operations with friends in his clique began to grow foggy and foreign, the faces of his friends and the rowdy banter he once had slowly being forgotten, as images of nights spent huddled up in front of a table studying up on medical science made more sense to him.

As his imaginary self looked up to a mirror on the ebony tabletop, he gazed upon the oriental face that looked back at him; sensual, almond shaped eyes laced with eye-catching lashes, a thin layer of makeup that accentuated her mature yet sultry look with a gothic, punk look. A thin, yet cute nose that poked up slightly. Small pouty lips that just begged to be kissed and a bob-cut of raven black hair to frame that wonderful package. If Kelvin was in his right mind, he’d probably nut one out right then and there…if he could even remember the sensation of doing it as a horny teenage male. Instead, all he could remember were private, intimate moments in his…no, HER, youth as she looked down from the perspective of an adventurous young woman, her shivering fingers flicking away at the slobbering gash between her legs as she kept the image of her crush in mind. A spray of transparent fluids staining her sheets to mark the climax of the memory alongside a bevy of other changes that only served to enforce a female identity in the caving boy's conciousness.

While Kelvin continued to lose himself in the wave of new memories flooding his warped mind, the changes across his body soon crawled to a slow as the drugs surging through his blood vessels were soon ready to finish the job, a majority of them already exiting through the sweat he exuded down his shapely body.

Along with the subsiding pain, the changes happening to Kevin begin to slow as he unconsciously begins to remove the remaining pieces of cloth clinging to his new form. Dainty fingers peeling off the cloth still clinging to his sweat slick torso and the ill fitting trousers as the erection inside lets go of its grip, shrinking steadily as it lets loose one last spray of man batter, ridding itself of the now useless fluid as the pants finally slid off his lithe and curvy legs to reveal the remnants of his manhood settling into place atop a newly formed slit between his thighs as Kelvin completed the transition from male to female.

With the completion of the newborn woman’s privates, the previous flow of white goop is replaced by a trail of sticky transparent fluid begins to seep out from between the pink lips as the former testicles slide up the warm, moist canal of quivering flesh to take their place alongside the freshly formed womb snuggled deep inside her belly as she ran a hand across her soft, toned stomach. Small gasps and moans escaping her lips as her hair styled itself into a neat bob cut, the brown locks of unkempt hair becoming smooth, silky tufts of raven black hair, finalizing her transition into the woman pictured in her memories and removing the final remnants of Kelvin from existence as her body fell limp, her eyes half opened as she lay naked in a pool of her own juices and sweat, surrounded by fallen medical tools, discarded clothes and shredded cloth as she fell into a deep sleep.

As her vision drifted into darkness, the clinic outside began to shift and change as if the room was some interdimensional vehicle, transporting the unconscious woman into a new reality that would fit her nicely as another resident, unaware of the events that had just transpired over the evening as the morning sun’s rays began to shine over the streets of Yongen-Jaya, a flash of light signifying the arrival of a new building placed snugly in between the many buildings already in the area. It looked like a regular old Japanese style apartment building, only a small sign on the outside told people what it really served as while the empty syringe lying by her side began to disintegrate, no longer necessary.

The Takemi Medical Clinic

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“Oh god, what the hell was I thinking…I really need to stop self-testing new drugs…”

Speaking out in a soft, groggy voice, the mistress of the clinic rises off the cold floor she’d apparently spent the evening using as her bed, stretching her aching limbs as she basked in the cold morning air licking her exposed skin, her supple breasts jiggling as she moved about, nipples erect and aching slightly with need. It was only then that she seemed to realize she was butt naked, her buxom body on full display for the world to see as she sighed despondently, strutting off to the back to get changed before anyone had the (mis)fortune of strolling in unannounced. Her reputation was already in enough of a sham, she didn’t need the population adding “shameless prostitute” up on their hitlist.

Through her drug induced haze, Tae Takemi struggled to slip on her form fitting one-piece black dress as she finished clipping on her lace bra and panties in one swift motion. It was another day of ‘helping’ the population with whatever ailed them and she wasn’t going to faff around when it came down to it. She knew the dangers of carelessness with medicine and how easy it was to become a black sheep amongst the community. So what if she currently felt like she’d just downed fifty mugs of beer and was currently suffering the world’s greatest migraine for it?

Styling back her bed hair, Tae looked herself over in the mirror as she finished clasping the black spiked choker over her thin neck before proceeding on with a nice layer of makeup to replace whatever had worn off as she slept, the collar grasping her flesh subtly as she gazed dead eyed into her own reflection once she was done. That sleep schedule needed fixing if those eye bags were any indication.

Sighing as she stepped out the back with subtle thumps to her step, her heels muffled by the carpeted floor, Tae lifted a brow as she noticed a pile of shredded clothes that looked like they belonged to some male teenager…an unhygienic one by the smell of it too. She wrinkled her nose as she slipped on a pair of sanitary gloves, using the torn cloth to soak up the stray pools of sweat and other fluids before wrapping the trash up in a plastic bag. She’d have to be more mindful when it came to hygiene.

Taking one last look around her lab, Tae seemed satisfied as her heavy eyes scanned the sparkling room. She could’ve sworn her examination table wasn’t in that position before but whatever, as long as her tools were all in the right spot, it wouldn’t matter where the table was.

A loud growl from her belly interrupted her thoughts as she turned on her heels. It was still a few hours till opening anyways, she could afford to take her time to get some breakfast and maybe even a shower before she started work.

Unaware of anything out of the ordinary, the doctor would leave her clinic to get some food for the day, ignoring the nagging feeling at the back of her mind as she passed through the tight compact corridors of her small homely clinic on the way out. Why would it feel off when it was in a way, her home for a few years now? She snuffed those worries out in the blink of an eye, mentally noting to herself to work on that concoction of hers before she did any more self tests.

Little did she know she would soon have a fateful encounter with a certain young man that would change her life in ways she never would’ve thought of…

THE END