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The air surrounding the base was tense and heavy. An oppressive atmosphere that presses down on every living thing in the vicinity. Leaving the military personnel manning the facility strung up and on-edge as they meandered about the place, doing whatever it was they needed to do like cogs in a well-oiled machine. For they all knew the slightest mistake could spell their end, especially with the volatile material they were in charge of processing. A work hazard that had become par the course of being part of one of the world’s most renowned military force participating in a most unusual field best left to scientists…or even the occult…
They had all been briefed of the dangers behind the ‘artifacts’ they would be handling in the newly established compound purpose built to study, contain and weaponize such oddities. But the seeds of doubt would inevitably take root in the hearts of these seasoned veterans. And not without good reason, for they were skilled at taking lives…the use of military equipment ranging from simple guns to large tanks…and now they were being told to guard what was quite possibly the world’s largest and most secretive facility chock full of stuff straight out of a fantasy. Like Area 51 except instead of E.T and his flying saucer…it was the Fairy Godmother, unceremoniously locked up in a straightjacket…it was understandable then that many would choose to drop out upon hearing of this new posting despite the lucrative pay.
But for those who remained after weeks to months of inactivity and simple ‘processing’, a few among these skeptics would begin to get handsy with the supposed artifacts they were told to simply label and pack away via the use of machinery and shielding tech. And out of all the unique ‘toys’ they had at their mercy today, they had chosen the most harmless looking one out of the bunch; a simple sphere criss crossed with indented lines and strange symbols…symbols that, to those privy to such things, appeared similar to existing ones from across a myriad cultures and civilizations. More specifically; those related to the fairer sex. Like fertility and other such blessings upon women. A not so subtle sign that would go ignored as the bored soldiers readied themselves for a good bit of fun, reaching out to retrieve the sphere from its pedestal with eager hands before the two men in charge of storage were hit in the eyes with a brief flash of dazzling light and a bone chilling tingle that runs the length of their bodies before fading without notice.
“Hey…Mark? Did you feel all itchy for a sec? My shoulders are starting to hurt…”
“Like, duh! Your boobies are hangin’ out! Just like mine! And who’s Mark anyway? Your boyfriend? I’m Kaylee! Your BFF…what’s with that stupid look? Do I gotta tell you what your name is?”
All across the base, similar scenes were beginning to play out as the pulse wave released by the sphere encapsulates the entire compound, reaching out unnoticed to touch every last man on the base like the two oblivious girls left bickering in storage with their oversized pants on the floor. Stimulating dormant glands while encouraging growth in all the right places as gaunt figures mellow out and soften, shrinking down to petite sizes while supple fat and tender flesh replaces hardened muscle and scarred tissue. Gift wrapped in silky smooth skin ranging from sandy ochre to creamy vanilla, stripped of hair and other such blemishes to better suit their feminized bodies once pectorals finished jutting out the front into firm, milk laden teats while solid abs became sensitive tummies beneath, laden with thick layers of blubber that provided plenty of jiggle with every step in tandem with heart shaped, bubbly asses and plump thighs.
Once hardened faces softened into a vast catalog of gorgeous looks that came in flavors like cute and demure to flirtatious and sultry while veiny sausages retreated into plump, swollen folds leading up through tight, throbbing passages into empty incubators ready to be seeded with new life through that which they had lost, the entire male population of the base had been blinked away. Leaving only bodacious women to walk the halls. Abandoning whatever it was they had been doing up till now once the brief haze of mistaken identity wears off for they no longer possessed the knowledge to do so. Choosing instead to chat each other up while others began to wander, looking for a way out into the greater world beyond the stuffy rebar and cement to fulfill their new calling…but with a triggered containment breach alarm going unnoticed to the compromised personnel, their new needs borne of heightened estrus and feminine instinct might soon be satisfied by an approaching contingent of first responders who had no idea what they were in for as emergency channels connect to a display in the compound’s storage room. Expecting carnage and mayhem, not two beautiful girls in green with immense bosoms threatening to pop the last button that held their oversized overalls together, barely visible nametags reading ‘Mark A. Jones’ over the girth of cocoa melons while ‘Samuel Gareth’ struggles to exist between the tight squeeze of slender armpits and a hefty left breast. Filling their unwitting audiences’ ears with a mix of vapid valley girl and titillating Asian, dripping with a tint of airy maturity and sexual flair as they continued to gaze at the security camera in wonder…none the wiser to the show they were putting on as inadequate hems teased the men with quick glances of tight, virgin slits crowned by fluffy pubes. Rendering them clueless to the danger that awaited them all…
“Hey Yuni~ Whaddya think about bein’ recorded live on camera? Cuz I think we’ve totes got some pervs peekin’ on us!”
“Peeking…oohhh~! Like a livestream yeah? That’s…hot…wanna put on a show? Beat’s looking around for a way out…”
“Sure thing…lemme look around for…ah! I bet that disco ball would be nice to sit on! Lemme grab it!”
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