TG-01

As the familiar tingling sensation and rise in temperature kicked in, I thought back to the night my changes first began. I had been at home laying down on a slope that gave me a great view of the night sky when it had suddenly turned an eerie green before going back to normal, just long enough to know my eyes hadn't played tricks on me. Then the sensation I mentioned took hold, that first time the strongest, along with my pants becoming uncomfortably tight as my dick swelled to a size I didn't know was possible. The heat was unbearable and I found myself quickly striping (thank God for the trees and a healthy lack of neighbors). It was then I noticed that my body hairs were completely gone save for the hair around my iron hard boner, which had still somehow shifted from a bush to a strip. My legs and arms began next, slimming down and softening but gaining some tone. My hands and feet followed suit, along with my fingernails growing out and gaining a natural shine.

My hair started growing out before stopping at my ass, which was gaining quite a bit of extra cushioning to accompany widening hips, and curling while fading from black to a luxurious white. Judging from the tingling in my face and eyes that was changing too, but the thing that had caught my attention next was my skin darkening to a far cry from my “gamer's complexion”. I tried to stand, but quickly found myself floored by a powerful pulse from my crotch. Then another, and another, and another, before finally I arched my back and gave an undoubtedly feminine scream as I had the strongest release I'd ever had, ropes of white streaking out and splashing onto my stomach and chest, which were now flat and swelling respectively. Now spent off what felt like every drop I'd ever have, my boner rapidly deflated and slid back into me as my sack retreated and changed into moist folds.

I finally managed to stand and gather my clothes before running back inside my house to the nearest mirror. I was gorgeous! I always changed into the same form every time the feeling struck, and I thankfully learned my clothes would shift with me if I kept them on, as well as when I changed clothes before turning back to normal whenever I did. I still had no clue as to what started this, but after several “bedroom solo runs” I quickly decided that the details weren't important.

Now if only I could find a way to control when I changed and for how long….