Slamming open the doors to a half run down apartment flat, the disheveled man threw himself onto the trash filled sofa as empty beer cans went tumbling off into the darkness, not even bothering to undress himself as he simply laid there in his working attire, another tiring day of work having drained his will to do anything else as he laid still, unmoving once his entire body had sunk into the warm embrace of the cotton padding.

Lance wasn’t always a doom-and-gloom individual. Once an aspiring college student, he had bright hopes for the future as he left the institute and the friends he had as he returned to his hometown to get himself a job.

He would soon find out however, that working a full time job at the bottom of the corporate ladder as a paper pushing grunt would be far different from what he’d envisioned in his sugar coated college days.

Not even having the free time off on the weekends as his colleagues and supervisors constantly needed someone to finish some paperwork at the last minute, not daring to refuse in fear of being fired.

Eventually, the monotonous grind would eat away at his soul, contemplating the thought of leaving for another line of duty before he’d simply switched off, already thinking the worst case scenario and assuming it would be yet another repetition of the hellish loop he’d already been caught in.

No free time, no promotion in sight and no hope for things to improve. Lance was at his wits end as he felt his eyes slowly slide shut, how many times did this play out now? He’d already been reprimanded at work for turning up a few times reeking of booze and body odor, he couldn’t stop taking baths if he wanted to stay on.

What a pain…

Willing himself off the couch and towards the bathroom while slipping off his clothes, Lance moved like a machine towards the shower head as he slid the knob to full power, shivering as the cold water hit his head and poured down his bald head. He’d forgotten to turn on the heater.

But before he could even think to rectify his mistake, he began to feel woozy as his vision blurred, seeing duplicates of the floral patterned tiles in front of him as all life seemed to leave him, tumbling over onto his side as he slipped on the wet floor, thankfully landing on the spongy mat and saving his cranium from harm as his eyes drooped over, emptying as his vision began to be consumed by an eerie white fog he assumes to be his overloaded brain playing tricks on him.

From another perspective however, a huge cloud of thick white fog was indeed beginning to fill up the enclosed bathroom space, pouring forth from the showerhead as it pooled like a liquid, first on the floor until it rose to engulf the unconscious form of Lance, threatening to overflow into the living room…

Until it faded just as quick, leaving the house untouched, it’s former occupant nowhere in sight as the showerhead slowly ran dry, the knob mysteriously sliding shut as the lights turned off, drowning the dirty apartment in darkness…

–

“Where the…hell am i?”

Lance drifted in an ocean of blue, nothing around him for miles besides over a hundred cube like structures arranged in a repeating pattern that stretched for miles into the endless horizon, a bright cyan blue glow emanating from the far off lands beneath him, their glare threatening to blind Lance as he gazed all over the place for anything that could help him besides the damnable never ending cubes.

He clicked his tongue in frustration, not even registering the fact that he had been floating in mid-air, suspended with no safe solid ground in sight. If anything went wrong, he wasn’t too eager to find out if that bright blue light was just for show or an actual blaze of white hot fire.

“H-Hey! Is anyone out there?”

Calling out, all Lance could hear in the massive space was his own voice bouncing back and forth between the distant cubes, sounding wrong and distorted as he struggled to fight back the panic of being left floating alone, anger building up just as strong as he cursed his luck. He just wanted to take a bath, and now here he was, whisked away to some god forsaken place. This had to be a dream!

Until he felt a cold spike of dread settle over his entire body, skin prickling with goosebumps as a sudden nervousness overcame his emotions, as if something had taken notice of him and was rapidly approaching…or rather, was already nearby.

Right above him

Turning upwards with a shriek, Lance comes face to face with an enormous pale white being, its decorative mantle flowing like a wave behind it as a mummified human figure sits atop it’s head, wrapped from head to waist in bandages and locked up tight like an insane asylum patient, lacking any visible lower half as it stared silently down at the meager human before it. Although its face was barely visible behind all the bandages, Lance could feel it’s eyes (if it even had any) trained on him as a fiery mane of black unkempt hair flowed above it, matching the movements of its white garment as it eyed the bewildered man who was floundering widely, trying to get away as he blubbered and yelled.

Lance was silenced as the being extended a pair of tendrils, as if it had gotten tired of inspecting him and had decided to silence him, turning him into another mummified human shaped figure as he kicked and screamed in his dark prison, feeling himself lifted up as the monster brought him up to eye level with the main body above as it cocked its head to the side in what looked like amusement, the giant figure of the creature rumbling along with it as it seemed to enjoy the struggles of the human before it.

The bandages began to tighten around Lance’s struggling body as the sound of it tightening begins to grow audible as the chorus of snapping bones and shifting flesh accompany it along with the muffled cries of the human beneath as he felt a thousand tons, perhaps even more, of pressure apply itself across his body, squishing him like a fly as his body contorted to the will of the creature, shaping him like putty as it massaged him in different area, coaxing flesh into new positions, snapping newly crafted bones into place and pulling out certain growths in places that would benefit the new position it had in mind for the unfortunate man.

Beneath the thick wrapping, Lance’s body was beginning to become unrecognizable as the creature continued to press down on him, shrinking him considerably as he felt the pot belly he had gained from months of being an office slave slammed into his gut, no longer feeling the flabby layers of hairy fat as the mass was compressed and distributed elsewhere across his body, the skin turning soft and hairless with a slight yellowed hue as the bandages slid across his naked body, now looking fairly slim and slender with the excess fat removed.

But it wasn’t quite done with just these simple edits to Lance’s body. With a precise jolt of the tendrils, the creature had splayed his limbs open to both sides, posing him like a human starfish as it continued to pull, stretching his arms and legs as they began to give in, following the otherworldly forces tugging at their tips as they grew longer and daintier; fat pouring in from the torso aiding in curving them into eye catching trophies as his thighs thickened with a firm layer, his biceps and forearms becoming lean and sculpted porcelain limbs as his fingers thinned out into manicured branches.

Within seconds, Lance had lost his manly figure as the tendrils continued their work, pressing down tight around his waist as it pinched inward, forcing his hips and ass outward as they joined his thighs, valleys of flesh lining up to give him the beginnings of an hourglass figure as his obese rear became a healthy set of peaches. Interrupting his pained cries with a groan of pleasure as his dick began to rub up against the tight coils, sensing their chance as the tips of the bandages began to coil around the erect member, pushing in as his testicles began to empty themselves, spraying a liberal amount of cum that instantly vanished as it was absorbed by the thirsting tendrils, the pale creature shivering in delight as Lance felt the greatest orgasm ever rock him, instantly removing the white hot pain that engulfed him only seconds ago as his penis slid back up into his groin, leaving the empty skinsacks that held his former testis before they too began to form into Lance’s brand new vulva, thick plump lips hiding the new wet slit within as a tiny nub formed above the dripping opening to her brand new womb as the bandages around Lance’s neck did the final blow to his remaining male identity, squishing the adam’s apple within as another pair slid down the open mouth, a voice rising in pitch as it became a soprano of ecstasy; the steady change in tone from a manly cry to a womanly moan clearly noticeable as Lance threw her head back in reaction to another naughty tentacle between her thighs shooting up into her virgin innards as it probed for any irregularities, features gaining an oriental touch as her eyes enlarged into alluring almonds, wide set nose becoming small and cute as his dried and cracked lips blew up into kissable cushions, the beard that had adorned them long forgotten as her cheeks became plump and rosy, a warm blush settling in them as she felt the tongue inside her pussy leave as quick as it had entered, forcing a cute sigh of pleasure as she thrust her hips out in response..

Seemingly satisfied with it’s inspection of the changed human in its grasp, the tendrils began to unwind, loosening themselves from the sweat soaked skin of the young asian beauty beneath as it left her floating in the air, a beautiful mane of black blooming forth as the bandages unwound from her face, steamy clouds of breath escaping her lips as she lay in the air, limbs twitching after the indescribable sensations of the female form being shot through her multiple times in a row.

And while it was well hidden before, the removal of the suffocating bandages allowed for her modest breasts to come free, jiggling slightly as the harsh grip of the tendrils left her some much needed breathing room, her new sexual organs spasming in need after having their first taste of intercourse on the other side…that just won’t do.

Sidling up close to the newborn woman, the humanoid entity atop the massive creature leans in close, before expelling the same white fog from the vague mouth beneath its tightly wrapped face, sending the girl reeling as her eyes rolled back up into her head after breathing in a mouthful of the intoxicating miasma, muddling her senses as it began to tamper with her mind, erasing memories like an eraser against paper, wiping Lance of everything he had been through; from the joys of childhood to the hell that was adult life in a dead end job.

Eventually, not even the name ‘Lance’ rang a bell, an empty husk waiting for it’s creator to implant her with a new identity.

Staring blankly at the giant figure as it seemed please, the woman did nothing as she watched the monster move in closer for a kiss as it directly imbued her with a mouthful of the fog without resistance, drool dripping down her lovely chin before hanging in the air in reflective beads as she willing gulped down the hazy substance, giggling as her mind filled with new memories of joyous occasions as she felt tears roll down her cheeks when moments of pain came rolling in. Behaving like a newborn baby as she ran a mental growth spurt, experiencing a new life as a girl named Yukiko Amagi from birth to her current age of seventeen, her body taking on a proper feminine stance as her curvy legs came together at the knee, arms bent awkwardly at her sides as her brows furrowed slightly, soon looking like a proper maiden as the beast separated from her, it’s work done as the enclosing fog returned around them, shrouding its creation as she was sent hurtling into the new reality she had been prepared for.

–

Awakening to the chirping of birds outside the window, Yukiko rose giddily from her bed as she looked around her room, rubbing her aching temples as she looked down, blushing at the sight of her exposed body as she folded her blanket to cover her chest. This was a first for her, sleeping in the nude, a mistake she was lucky to have gone unnoticed overnight.

That certainly had been a weird dream for the young girl. Encountering a giant beast in a weird place, and seeing it all from the view of what looked like a middle aged man with a weary body that hadn’t seen much exercise in a long time. She could even remember the weighty arms he had and the obese belly he sported.

But that was all it had been; a dream. And nothing more, Yukiko sighed as she made a mental note to destress more often, especially with the whole TV world business she and her friends over in the Investigation Team had finally put to rest with the defeat of the puppetmaster pulling the strings behind the murders going on in their peaceful town of Inaba.

Although she had an aching feeling inside of her that it couldn’t possibly have been it. After all, they never truly did find out what brought the fog in the first place.

Maybe she should've brought that up in the last meeting with Teddy and the gang...

“Oh? Oh no, no, no, no! I’m late!”

Flying out of her sheets as her eyes finally notice the clock striking noon, Yukiko hurriedly fiddles with her bra top while sliding her matching midnight black panties up her smooth legs before grabbing ahold the lengthy crimson outfit lying by her drawer, thankful that she had at least remembered to set them out the night before. She’d been wanting to show this to a certain someone for a long time, but because of their school life and duty in the Investigation Team, she hadn’t had the chance to do so.

Until now.

Tying her long silky mane of hair up into a ponytail, Yukiko pops a few medicinal pills into her mouth for her headache before she leaves the house, hoping she can only make it in time for the next milestone in her life after having nearly overslept.

–

Fidgeting with the hem of her long sleeved kimono, Yukiko stood nervously by the entrance to the forgotten shrine in Inaba as her heart pounded in her chest, their appointed meeting place being a solemn place offering her some measure of comfort. But the person she had hoped to see was nowhere in sight, maybe she had made it too early in her rush to get here on time.

Before she heard the sounds of someone coming up the stairs slowly, the familiar white head of hair bobbing as the young man came into view, spectacled eyes widening as his steps slowed to a halt, mouth slightly agape as he took in the sight of the mesmerizing Japanese beauty before him, her eye catching crimson kimono that darkened as it petered off downwards with floral patterns fluttering in the wind as her hair blew along in silky strands of black, refracting the afternoon sun as her warm skin glowed with a vibrant hue. A sight that would catch anyone’s attention in an instant.

Noticing that the man hadn’t moved an inch, Yukiko mustered up her courage as she breathed in quickly, nervously approaching him with small steps like she had learned during her training her mother and the other workers at the Inn had drilled into her as she posed demurely, a dexterous hand playing with her hair as she too blushed fiercely, feeling her boyfriend’s eyes on her even more as she did so.

“S-S-So? H-H-How is it? D-Do you l-like it?”

Yukiko sighed as she struggled to keep her eyes on Yuu, who had already started mumbling his own reply as he approached her, catching her breath before greeting him properly, giggling as she chided him on how he froze up the stairs.

She remembered how the old her would never even try to go out in clothes like these, much less get together with another person. Preferring to stay a recluse and just escape from Inaba as the overbearing weight of inheriting the inn her family ran ate away at her, putting on a face so everyone wouldn’t figure it out.

But her friends had helped her out of that hole, the charming young man she never thought would reciprocate her feelings especially, sticking by her side and going the extra mile as the bond they had between each other grew, until he finally confessed to her that day after she’d made the decision to stay at Inaba and inherit her family’s business. She still remembered how happy she felt at that moment in time, the fluttering in her chest returning as he returned her greeting, apologizing for the small delay.

Forgetting her worries, Yukiko simply giggled as she took her partner’s hand, walking hand in hand down the stairs and off to start a simple day together as boyfriend and girlfriend, enjoying the peaceful atmosphere of the small rural town they had saved together with their friends in the Investigation Team. And Yukiko couldn’t have imagined a better outcome than this, wondering whether she should take the initiative and move things forward once night fell.

After all, Yu had done so much for her already, maybe it was time to repay the favour?

Shaking off the thought, the happy girl simply took comfort in having her loved one so close as she looked forward to the weekend they would spend together.

THE END