Laying on my well worn, too short for me to truly sprawl out and be comfortable on the couch, while I watch the Smallville pilot episode…Smallville being one of my go to series to watch when I'm feeling depressed.
Out of nowhere my eyes start growing heavy, and as much as I struggle against falling asleep my eyelids finally close, within a few seconds of doing so, I cease to exist like all who fall into a deep sleep.
I wake up and find myself laying on a bed inside of an all white, in one corner of the room there is a desk and a chair like everything else in the room is white, except for a silver laptop computer that rests in the center of the desk.
'Okay this is a weird dream…that looks a lot like a prologue to many of my fanfics.' Having my curiosity peaked, I slowly move so that my feet hang off of the side of the bed expecting my back to suddenly flare up with pain, but it doesn't so I stand up from the bed and walk over to the desk with the intention to use the computer and see what happens.
Pulling the chair out from underneath the desk before sitting in it and pulling myself closer to the desk.
"So…come here often?" I ask the intimate object as I lift the lid and press the power button making the thing whirr to life.
[Please select your world]
-Smallville
"What-the…heck? There's only one choice!" I whisper softly as once the laptop computer powers up it asks me to select a world and then gives me only a world to pick from.
'Strange in my fanfics there's always around five to ten worlds.' Clicking on Smallville makes a new drop down tab appear on the computer screen.
[Please select any cheats, up to three.]
-A non level up system with a Random Power that you use the system to interface with
-Compulsion
-Rift Opening
-Harry Potter Magic
-The Spotted Dimension
-Tentacle Generation and control
(Generate extremely durable, strong prehensile appendages from anywhere on your body, tentacles tend to look like that of an octopus or squid but do not have suction cup like feelers on them, can adjust thickness size from 1mm to 80mm, length of 25 millimeters to 25 Meters. Normal color is black but tentacles can turn invisible on thought, sensory input from tentacles will feel a bit dulled compared to normal appendages but the more you have the more sensory input you will experience.)
-Wolverine's Healing Factor
-Weapon XI Template (no baldness or mouthlessness)
-The Charms of Bezel
-Archamada Book of Magic
-Control over a Legion of Shadowkhan
-Powers of A Seeker and Three Random Titans.
-Body Remodel Tool
(A one time use tool that allows you to remodel your body to your designed specifications, including your gender, a bonus of using this device is that your body will be at the peak of human physical and sexual ability, an immunity to/from STDS, control over your fertility, biological immortality, you can deactivate this if you decide you want to age again, an unbeatable magical cock, hentai protag-like ability to produce semen/orgasm many many times without a refractory period, and Spider-Man tier healing factor.)
'Okay, everything is pretty cool…do I want to try the random superpower that has a system control interface it could be something absurdly powerful, and other than that I think Tentacles Generation is a good one just because it's versatile in what it can be used for if there was an option for Telekinesis though I'd pick that over Tentacles so I could be a lazy bum and not have to reach for the TV remote or my drink or anything really…then there's the Body Remodel Tool which is seriously over powered with all that it includes.' Clicking on The Random power with system control interface, then Tentacle generation/control before finally clicking on Body Remodel Tool.
Suddenly I have an in and out of body experience where there are a bunch of sliders and color pick options/hair styles kinda like a character customization panel in a video game except it includes a penis/balls option.
Setting to work by the time I'm done I look like a teenage Jensen Ackles with dark red hair that will almost look black in the right lighting and a big dick.
'Yup…this is perfection and it'll only get better with age!' I can't help but gush a little and then cough a few times while feeling embarrassed at myself for gushing.
Just as I click confirm my lights go out again.
Waking up feels like slamming into a concrete dividing wall at sixty miles per hour.
With a groan, a pounding head and my heart hammering away in my chest like I just did something extremely extraneous, I snap open my eyes.
The ceiling above me is white…but lacks the typical dusty popcorn ceiling and it's too white…too clean, feeling fully alert now I sit up ramrod straight and begin scanning the room.
'This isn't my living room…and this bed definitely isn't my couch.'
"The heck, that wasn't a dream…fuck me I really transmigrated!" I curse as I rip the covers off, swing my legs over the side of the bed, feet slamming down onto cold hardwood flooring.
My eyes dart around the very open floor plan of the place it's a loft without any walls separating the bedroom area from the rest of the place, a worn couch sits in front of a boxy tv, a decent sized kitchen off to the right, a door left ajar just past the tv and couch that I'm sure leads into the bathroom.
Annoyingly a dull cream color paints every wall, shaking my head/sighing I begin reaching up with both of my hands with the intention of running them through my hair. I notice idly that both my hands are shaking before running said hands through my slightly too long but silky smooth hair.
I also start to realize my breathing is a little too ragged and fast so I begin to try and control my breathing.
"Okay-okay...calm down, and just…
breath." Just as I start to return to a normal heart rate and breathing speed, a blue screen appears in front of me floating in midair, causing me to jump…and not let out a very manly sound of surprise.
[Welcome, Player]
"What the actual fuck?" The words tumble out of me at a louder volume than they need to be said at the screen is unaffected by my outbursts it just floating there without a care in the world about my mental sanity…it doesn't move…dosen't disappear.
It just...floats in the air around a foot, maybe a foot and a half away from my chest.
'Okay am I gonna be one of those main characters who deny everything and claim it's a dream…or am I just gonna nut-up and say this is real, and that I've been transmigrated…that my old life is over, and that this is my new reality?' I question myself and find that part of me wants to argue that this is a dream even though the bigger part of me is telling that this is real confirmed by the slight early morning chill in the air, the coolness of hardwood floor under my feet that is just a teensy bit warmer than it was when my feet first hit the floor.
The way my lungs sting slightly from my earlier heavy/ragged breathing all of it is just too real to be a dream and I've never had this supposed lucid dreaming happen to me ever in my life so I call bullshit on such a thing existing in the first place.
Blinking hard, as if I could dispel the system panel from my vision…but of course it doesn't do anything. The panel is still here just floating there, all glowy and shit.
Suddenly it flickers and I make a totally dignified sound as it flickers slightly and a new text box appears.
[The system has detected that the User is having a difficult time coming to the realization that you the User has been transmigrated. Therefore system will initiate the emergency quest function to help the User come to terms with the User's new reality, to preserve the User's psychy.]
**You have one new quest!**
[Answer the door.]
'Answer the door? But no one has knocked on the door!' I express mildly and look down seeing that I'm dressed…in blue jeans a black t-shirt and tan work boots. 'Yuck, sleeping in my clothes…in someone's bed.' My stomach flips, as I hear a series of light knocking at the door that echos through the apartment.
Instinct kicks in and propels me to my feet, but my legs feel like I'm trudging thru deep suction cup like mud that is nearly pulling my boots off as I try to move…which might be because the shoelaces aren't tied.
By the time I'm stepping out of the small bedroom area and into the small kitchen-living room space, the system panel fades away.
Something that should have been obvious upon first waking up, hits me. Everything in this place is pristine and unused condition…like…like a model apartment used to show off a space to prospective renters, the marble countertops gleam, the stainless steel appliances look fresh out of the box.
A few mugs sit neatly by the sink, next to the Keurig single serve coffee pot which next to it has a little K-cup rack with an assortment of coffee pods in it, but there's literally no sign that anyone has ever really lived here and used anything.
There is a small dining table tucked against the wall, two chairs pushed in perfectly.
I nearly jump as another series of knocks sound against the door, this time they're a little heavier and more insistent this time.
I reach the door and stop closing my eyes. I run my right hand over my face and then slide it through my hair, 'Okay here goes nothing…or everything.' I say to myself while trying to steady myself as this isn't my house…it's an apartment…and I have no idea whatsoever about who lives here, if anyone…who owns it, or why I'm here.
Swallowing hard, I extend my right hand and wrap it around the cool metal of the door knob, my pulse is thundering in my ears, and slightly distorting my vision.
"Hello, Mr.Town are you in there?" The voice of a woman asks a familiar voice that I can't quite place at that moment, 'Oh god whoever she is, she knows my last name.' I express in my head feeling like a cornered animal with no way out…suddenly feeling like I have to see whoever or whatever is on the other side of the door.
With a hammering heart, I twist the door knob and pull the door towards me half-expecting there to be a cop on the other side here to arrest me for trespassing. But I never could have been prepared to meet the person who is actually standing on the other side of the door in real life.
Because standing here in front of me looking slightly peeved is none other than Kristin Kreuk who looks like she's 18.
"Hi, Aunt Nel sent me to check up on our new tenant…she said that you're supposed to start your first day of school with us today at Smallville High. Sorry, I'm Lana Lang and Nel is my aunt." Kristin…I mean Lana starts to babble a bit of rosyness bleeding into her cheeks as she smiles a beaming, wide, bright smile at me.
"Uhh-Hi, you can just call me Shane." I offer and extend my right hand to her, which she takes and shakes.
"It's nice to meet you Shane, Aunt Nel told me you moved in last night, have you gotten a chance to explore Smallville yet?" Lana asks me with way too much energy and cheeriness for me to deal with this early in what I assume is the morning without coffee.
"Uhh, no…no I haven't. Is there anywhere to get a good cup of coffee and maybe a donut around here?"
"Mmhmm, the Smallville Beanery is where we all like to hang out, great coffee and snacks but they're a little expensive." Lana says to me her body language is at ease and surprisingly comfortable around me.
"Ehh, all coffee shops rip you off on the food." I find myself saying idly and Lana shoots me a surprised expression before smiling and nodding once more.
"Right, like I can make a dozen muffins for the price of one…but when you're in a hurry and hungry…" Lana expresses wish with an idle wave of her hand, making me smile.
"True, true…say how much time do we have until we have to be at the high school and do we have to walk or is there a bus?" I ask Lana who rolls her eyes at me a little bit in a friendly sorta way before crossing her arms over her chest and raising her right eyebrow at me.
"I mean I guess we could walk or take the bus or…or we could take your truck…" Lana leans in and says to me teasingly like she's letting me in on a big secret.
"Truck…right my truck…sorry I don't really function all that great before ten in the morning and my first cup of coffee." I express my surprise and quickly apologize/make an excuse for acting strange, which makes Lana giggle.
"Don't worry about it, I'm not really a morning person either…and we have maybe forty minutes before we have to be there, plenty of time to swing by the Beanery…have a very unhealthy sugary breakfast and two or three cups of coffee." Lana says to me never losing her smile which makes me chuckle softly.
"I'm just waking up and haven't looked in the mirror…do I look presentable, Lana?" I ask her with a bit of playfulness and self consciousness.
Lana bites her bottom lip and looks at me reluctantly for half a second before reaching up and fixing my hair, "You look very…very presentable now." Lana tells me a soft smirk of a smile on her lips.
'I wonder if she's dating that blonde guy Willey or Whitney…she's awfully friendly with me for a girl with a boyfriend then again she was kinda skanky at times…in the series.'
"Thanks Lana, well…if you wouldn't mind leading the way and giving me directions I'll drive us in my truck." I offer and Lana's smirking smile widens just a little bit more.
**Progressive Quest: Take Lana to Breakfast**
"Sure thing, Shane." Lana says as she spins around and starts down a short hallway towards a door that leads outside.
'Damn, she wears them jeans so fucking well.' I can't help but think, as I stare at Lana's backside and the blue jeans that hug Lana's round ass and toned legs.
I completely miss Lana looking over her shoulder at my most likely drooling expression as I watch her walk away in a bit of a gaze before I snap out of it and start to follow her.
"Don't forget to shut the door." Lana calls out to me over her shoulder as she starts to open the door that connects the hallway to the outside, she turns partially to face me there's a kind but knowing smile and look in her eyes.
'Okay Clark, I always thought you were one creepy mother fucker obsessing over Lana Lang…but now I kinda get it…still a Chloe, Lois, Kara and Martha Kent kinda guy though.' I can't help the chuckle that slips out of me.
"Right, thanks Lana…I don't know what I'd do without you around to help me out." I offer jokingly and though Lana rolls her eyes at me I can tell she's eating up the attention.
"Probably sleep all day and miss your first day of high school…in a new town and forever be known as the first day skipper." Lana laughs and offers teasingly.
"I don't know, I think I could live with that." I offer back with a half hearted shrug while reaching behind, grabbing the door knob, pulling the door shut, and turning to face Lana again just in time to catch the good natured eye rolling Lana is shooting in my direction just before she shakes her head and waves for me to follow her outside.
There's a small metal landing with a grated floor and metal steps leading into a small paved parking lot where there is a blue with cream colored grill 1957 GMC 9300 step-side pickup waiting.
'That's my truck! I love old trucks like that!' I nearly shout my joy at seeing what is supposedly my truck even if she is a little beat up and the wrong colors, patting down my pockets I feel the keys for the truck and possibly the apartment in my front right pocket and a wallet in the back left pocket.
Pulling out the wallet and the keys, three keys one for the ignition, one for the truck door locks and one for the apartment, opening the wallet there is a License for the state of Kansas with what I assume is this apartment for my address as it has Smallville in the address portion of it, same name as I've always had but that face of Jensen Ackles is on it.
Other than that there's a social security card and five hundred dollar bills in the wallet.
'Well…that's not going to last long.' I can't help but think even if five hundred seems like a lot to have on hand.
Closing the wallet and sliding it back into my back pocket, just as I reach the truck, Lana tests the door handle and it opens right up for her on the bench seat is a blue and black backpack.
'Someone customized/modified this truck. It's got a modern automatic transmission with a gear selector on the column…not a horrible decision I guess.' Sliding into the truck behind the steering wheel pulling the door shut along with me, sliding the key into the ignition as Lana gets in and hooks her modern seatbelt into the seatbelt buckle.
'This ain't like my Grandaddy's truck that had the old style belts that wrapped only around your stomach.' an idle thought passes through my head smiling at the memories of being a kid and learning how to drive a three on the tree pickup while sitting on Grandpa's lap while he drank a tallboy can of beer.
"Hey, everything alright…you look like you were somewhere else?" Lana asks me while resting her hand against my forearm and looking at me with a concerned expression on her face and light in her eyes.
"Uhh-yeah, j-just stuck in a memory." My voice cracks and I subconsciously reach up to wipe the moisture from around my eyes from the dust in the cabin of the truck.
Lana gives me those big eyes that just scream, "aww you're so cute!" Without actually saying anything.
"Would you like to talk about it?" Lana asks as I start the truck, which makes me let out a sigh and smile fondly.
"Well, you may get the wrong idea about him but I was just thinking about the first time my Grandpa taught me how to drive in a truck just like this…he'd just gotten home from being gone for a couple of weeks working on the railroad. He came and picked me up from school, he said to me I want a beer, then he asked me if I wanted to steer the truck so he can drink. Being around nine or ten I obviously jumped on the chance to drive. So after we stopped at the quick Mart and Grandpa got his tallboy can of beer I sat on his lap to turn the steering wheel he'd work the throttle, the clutch and the brakes and I'd shift the truck and steer." I tell Lana who develops a smile somewhere between wanting to laugh and calling child protective services.
"Tha-thats sweet I can tell you love your grandfather a lot." Lana finally settles on a diplomatic option.
"Yeah, grandpa was great…a lot better to me than my father, I miss him a lot. Anyways, where do we go from here to get to this Beanery I've heard such good things about." I say to her and Lana looks like she wants to give me a hug before I change the subject.
"Right, pull onto main street." Lana says and proceeds to guide me to the Beanery, just as we're getting out of my truck none other than Lana's stalker Tina Greer.
"Lana!" Tina shouts enthusiastically with palpable excitement in her voice but gives me the dirtiest look, I think I've ever been given without deserving one.
"Tina…Hi." Lana returns the greeting with much less enthusiasm than what she was greeted with and I almost laugh at her reaction.
"Tina this is Shane Town, he just moved to Smallville and is living in the apartment above the movie theater, Shane this is Tina Greer…my-"
"I'm Lana's best friend, we're practically sisters. Lana, where's Whitney? Whitney is Lana's boyfriend, he's the football team's quarterback!" Tina informs me in a way that isn't supposed to be friendly.
"I see, would you like to join us for breakfast, Tina? Lana is helping me out by showing me to all the best places in Smallville then we'll be heading to the school." I offer an invitation for Tina to join us and I don't miss the secret betrayed expression Lana shoots at me while Tina's mouth hangs open in surprise.
Walking up to Tina, I rest my left hand against Tina's shoulder, "I can't think of anything better than having breakfast with two very beautiful girls, on my first day in town." I offer with a smile, Tina closes her mouth and tries to say something but her mouth just opens and closes as her face grows a bit rosy.
I wink at Lana who develops a devious little smirk on her face at seeing her stalker so flummoxed, though I notice there's a bit of rosyness bleeding into her cheeks as well at my compliment.
"O-okay." Tina finally says and tilts her head down towards the ground as I remove my hand from her shoulder and Lana leads us inside of the Beanery and if I'm not mistaken her hips have a little more than necessary sway to them.
'Is it my compliment or was it giving Tina a little bit more attention than her?' I wonder and notice that Tina is looking between me and Lana's ass almost hungrily.
'Did…I just become a target of obsession for Tina alongside Lana? And damn I didn't know she was Bi.' I wonder as I grab the door that was just starting to swing shut from Lana going inside and hold it open for Tina, who pauses and looks at me in surprise and I motion for her to head inside with my chin.
"Th-thanks." Tina murmurs shyly, and scurries inside ahead of me.
"No problem."
'Damn, Tina has a nice ass too…not as nice of one as Lana's firm cheerleader ass but still a damned good one. Okay okay, stop this you're being a dog…and not the good kind!' I can't help but notice and compare but then chastise myself for being a horndog.
Mentally shaking my head at myself I join Lana at a booth she's picked out just in time for a cute blonde waitress with a name tag that has Zoe printed on it clipped to a maroon shirt that is stretched taught by her tits.
"Hey Zoe, we'll take three cappuccino specials with the breakfast sandwich." Lana waves to the waitress who smiles back at her and nods, Zoe the waitress gives me a look over and…I'll be damned if she doesn't look at me like I'm a tall drink of water in the Sahara desert at high noon.
"And who are you handsome?" Zoe asks as she pushes into my personal space her chest pressing against me just slightly while she lays her hand against my chest over my heart.
"Shane, Shane Town…I'm renting an apartment from Nel, Lana's aunt and Lana was kind enough to offer to show me around before school and get me my coffee fix." I introduce myself and give a little bit of background info just in time for Tina to not so stealthily bump into Zoe to push her away from.
"Oh…freak, it's you…stalking anyone today?" Zoe asks snidely and I can see Tina's nostrils flare, and something tells me if I don't interfere things won't end well so I wrap my arm around Tina's waist.
"Just me, but I rather like the attention…Tina is a rather beautiful girl after all." I offer with a disarming smile, while Tina tenses up as I pull her against me.
Zoe blanches and huffs as she angrily struts away and I remove my arm from around Tina's waist, "Umm…sorry if I made you uncomfortable Tina, I just didn't like the way she was treating you." I offer up an apology while awkwardly scratching the back of my head, Lana is staring at me with her mouth slightly open and Tina is just staring at me with a bit of moisture starting at the corners of her eyes.
"N-no, th-thanks for saying all that." Tina mumbles as she slides into the booth opposite of Lana and shimmies all the way to the wall…the way Tina looks up at me with big shy eyes I find myself sitting beside her in the booth, looking to Lana there's almost something like a flash of jealousy in her eyes before she smiles.
'Am I really that good looking, that I make hot girls jealous by giving other hot…but extremely awkward as slightly crazy girls attention?' I wonder and see Zoe refusing to bring us out food so an older black haired woman who is maybe thirty brings us our coffees and breakfast sandwiches.
"Here you go guys." The woman says while offering us a friendly smile and sets out the food for us, I grab out my wallet and hand her a hundo.
"Don't forget to take out a tip for yourself and Zoe…and if it's not too much trouble could you grab each of us a chocolate cupcake or cookies…something for a snack?" I offer and ask, the older woman practically glows as she takes the hundred dollar bill from me.
The panel appears in front of me.
**Quest Complete!**
[Rewards:
- Info Packet
Current Universe, Smallville
Current Identity, Shane Town
Current Timeline, Unidentifiable
Current Location, Smallville Kansas
- Random Power
[power mimicry]
The ability to copy abilities through physical contact temporarily, lesser version permanently.(weakness are mimicked)
I blink, as a mix of relief and surprise washes over me. "Oh..that's actually pretty good." I mutter to myself, while feeling a cautious sense of optimism…at seeing my main ability, luckily it is also after taking a bite of my breakfast sandwich so neither woman found anything odd about it.
'Fuck it, new world, new me…and I'm sitting here eating breakfast with two very beautiful young women…that I could never dream of being close to in real life…my old body is likely decaying in my living room, and my family/friends have probably mourned and moved on by now…if anyone mourned me at all…at least I have an opportunity for a fresh start.' I think as the weight of my new reality settles over me and I feel a lot lighter and free-er than I ever have.
I start to reach for a napkin, from the napkin holder and Tina beats me to it by moving quickly and handing me one our hands make brief contact, and a new pop-up appears.
[Mimic activated, Would you like to mimic this power?!]
Without hesitation, I answer yes, internally and immediately receive another notification.
[Mimicking Meteor Freak Tina Greer, Physiology (altered)]
'I really hope this isn't going to hur-' I don't even get to finish my train of thought before it feels like a fire is burning through my skeleton then my body.
"Shane-Shane are you alright?" I feel someone shaking me lightly but my vision is distorted by moisture in my eyes.
"Uhh-I think Zoe might have done something to my food." I groan and lean to my right, and smell vanilla perfume as my face presses against Tina's tits, reflexively I feel myself hug Tina but it's with more than just my arms…as she wraps her arms around my chest.
"Lana?" I hear Tina ask in a hushed worried tone.
"Le-lets get him back to the apartment." I hear Lana murmur back to her.
"Ti-Tina are those…?" I feel myself being loaded into my truck sandwiched between the two girls.
"Yes Lana…they're tentacles…I don't think he means to, whatever happened at the Beanery is really hitting him hard." Tina says back to her and then my vision comes in and out. Lana is on one side of me while Tina is on the other as they carry me up the stairs and into my apartment.
"EEE!" I hear Lana squeal, and suddenly feel like she's slapping my arm but it's dulled a bit and isn't in the right place so I go to pull it away.
"Oh my God, stop grabbing my ass with your tentacles!" Lana breathes out indignantly.
"Shhh-rry can't shh-elll." I try to apologize and let her know I can't tell what I'm grabbing and hear Lana huffing while I'm pretty sure Tina struggles not to giggle.
Falling onto bed I seem to be joined by both Lana and Tina as I pull them with me… "This is not how I pictured my first time in a hot guy's bed." I hear Tina mumble while Lana gasps and says, "Tina!" In a scandalized sounding voice.
"Oh come on Lana like you haven't been drooling over him since the second you laid eyes on him!" Tina grumbles.
'Are they fighting over me?' I ask myself in disbelief, the pain slowly starts to fade and I start returning to normal.
[Mimicking Meteor Freak Tina Greer, Physiology (altered) for the Duration of 23 hours, 47 seconds remaining.]
"Thanks for all the hard work but I'm feeling better now…" I say to the two and retract my tentacles, getting a lot and I mean a lot of sensory input about their bodies and…their levels of arousal judging by how wet they have gotten by my exploring appendages.
Both Lana and Tina struggle against making a sound as their chests heave, their faces are both bright red, teeth digging into their bottom lips.
"I swear I didn't mean to do that…I didn't even know I could do that!" I quickly apologize Lana gets out of the bed with tears in her eyes and marches out of my apartment Tina on the other hand slides her right hand up underneath my shirt making me turn my head to face her.
She changes from Tina to Lana, "I-I can." Tina murmurs shyly, which makes me reach over and cup her chin.
"Tina I meant what I said earlier…you're beautiful…and if something were to happen between us I'd want it to happen when you look like yourself…though that's without saying the shape shifting is super hot and totally has its place at some point…god I'm getting way ahead of myself." I ramble on and suddenly feel really embarrassed but my rambling seems to work as Tina turns back into herself and moves forwards her lips softly touch mine before she pulls away blushing profusely.
"You really think I'm pretty?" Tina asks shyly and I can't help but find the shy but hopeful expression on her face adorable.
Deciding not to say anything, I bring my left hand up to cup her cheek, while I lean in and steal a kiss, "Sweetheart, if my kissing you doesn't tell you I think you're beautiful I'm just gonna have to keep kissing you until it settles in to that adorable thick skull of your's." I tease and enjoy the slight angrily glare that she gives me before I steal another kiss. Tina's hand underneath my shirt continues to stroke my abdomen.
'I wish I could show Tina what she'd look like with some proper fitting clothes and her hair done up right.' I can't help but think and feel a sudden painful wave crash over me.
Tina makes a sound of surprise and jumps from the bed, "H-how, y-you can-can shape shift, like me?!" Tina's voice is loud and it's easy to tell she's a little frightened, excited and…if I'm not mistaken very turned on…more so than she was when my tentacles were sliding all over and I do mean…all over her sexy body.
"I-I-is that…really me, is that what you see when you look at me?" Tina murmurs in a very soft but awe filled voice.
I move to stand from the bed and almost fall flat on my face, my balance completely thrown off and I feel a dull ache where my cock and balls should be along with a dampness growing.
'Ohh…my…I got all the equipment…and none of the practice or balance.' I mentally groan while hearing Tina let out a peel of stunned laughter that she struggles to get under control even as she kneels down beside me and pulls me into a one armed hug where her lap supports my back.
"Please don't laugh at me anymore. It's my first time shape shifting, ever…my power activated when you handed me the napkin earlier and before you ask my main power isn't shape shifting, right now I'm just mimicking what you can do…except I don't have any of the practice or skills that you have." I mumble and look away feeling embarrassed as all hell along with my emotions being all over the place at the moment with the urges to kiss Tina and to explore my body…to cry, to eat chocolate.
"I-I don't care about that right now…I want to know is-is this…how you see me?" Tina asks as she runs her fingers through my hair then down my cheek making me feel an uncomfortable itchy throbbing…that is lacking in the way I usually feel being turned on.
Turning my head to meet Tina's eyes staring into those beautiful hazel eyes that are filled with such intense almost desperate emotions shining in them.
"Yes…when I say you're beautiful I mean it, you are beautiful Tina, any guy or girl would be lucky…no, blessed to hold a place in your heart." I confess and then Tina is kissing me bit gentle shy kisses but forcing her tongue into my mouth as her free hand slides down the front of my now very loose jeans.
I get swept up in the moment, right up until it feels like a bolt of electricity shoots up through my spine, "Ohh Fuck!!!" Looking down my legs trembling as a wet spot forms against my jeans, while Tina slowly circles around the area with her soft fingers.
"That's for turning into me…and feeling me up with your tentacles earlier." Tina's voice sounds like she's trying too hard to sound light and teasing especially with her heavy breathing right in my ear, warm husky breath beating against my skin.
"Tiiinaaa-pleassseee stop." My voice is very high pitched almost embarrassingly so which makes Tina giggle and slide her fingers up away from…from my pussy.
"So…how do you like being a girl?" Tina asks me with a snicker in her voice.
"Is…is this what it always feels like for chicks? Cause if it is I am so fucking jealous…Tina I don't know how to turn back I-I just thought about how badly I wanted to show you how beautiful you are and then bam, I have tits and a pussy now! Please help me?!" I express and then I start to panic and now I'm fucking crying.
'God, I do not ever want to turn into a chick again!' I cry out in my mind and write a big mental fuck you to the power of shape shifting.
Tina coos before shushing me soft, "Shh-shhh-It's okay sweetie just breathe…"
I do as Tina says and it really helps though her calling me sweetie is a bit irritating.
"That's perfect, now close your eyes and think really hard about turning back to normal…your body knows how it should be, you just have to let it do the work for you." Tina continues to coo softly…and though I should be annoyed I find it deeply comforting as I do as Tina tells me.
"That's it, you're almost there…just a little more." Tina murmurs and I feel myself snap back into place like a rubber band snapping back into the right shape after being stretched a little bit too far. My hands immediately land on my crotch and the relief that floods me is just too intense to put into words.
A big relief filled sigh explodes out of me, and Tina laughs loudly at me, "Come on it wasn't that bad being a girl…it's not like you experienced a period, I've turned into guys plenty of times." Tina murmurs the amusement she feels at my expense is clear.
"I'm sure it would be a lot more intense and jarring for you if you were at our age the first time you shape shifted into another gender and had a very hot…slightly evil girl rub one out of you…but fuck the change in emotions even my thoughts were different than what they would be normally…that, that was scary." I mutter and find myself leaning into Tina still finding a very strong sense of comfort in her closeness.
"Some…sometimes I don't know who I am when I look in the mirror." Tina murmurs her voice filled with vulnerability and fear.
'Okay, it's my turn to offer some comfort.' I think as I switch us from me being held to doing the holding.
Tina presses her face against my chest but her hands slide down to her jeans and pop the button free before sliding the little zipper down, Tina's eyes flash up to mine filled with desire…and desperation.
'It is only fair…and it would be nice to get a little payback.' Is the thought that passes through my head but going that far on the floor with such a beautiful girl, who definitely deserves more class than that.
Picking Tina up and carrying her the one or two feet to the bed which makes her let out a squeaky sound of surprise.
Laying Tina down on the bed her expression grows intensely shy, grabbing her shoes gently removing them and throwing them near the door while kicking off my boots.
Leaning in, grabbing the waistband of both Tina's jeans and panties I slowly start stripping them off. Tina lifts her butt up off the bed to help me in taking off her clothes, while biting her bottom lip.
'God, she's gorgeous and she's got a cute…neat little triangle for a bush…I wonder if she's using her powers for that?' I express as I inspect Tina's lower half my cock straining against my damp sticky jeans that are very uncomfortable at this moment.
Tina crosses her legs, making me look up at her, her desire to continue is clear in her eyes but her shyness at this situation is expressed through her body language.
Smiling at her I reach down grab the bottom hem of my shirt and lift it up over my head in a slow deliberate manner.
That makes Tina audibly gulp.
Throwing the shirt behind me as I face her I move my hands to my jeans, and start the process of slowly taking them off Tina covers her eyes with her hands, but splays her fingers out so she can still see.
A noise that carries so many different things in it as she sees my ten inch beer bottle thick cock spring up and bounce against my washboard abs.
"And before you ask, this is all me baby." I say jokingly while kicking off my jeans from around my ankles and climb onto the bed, grabbing Tina's knees. I gently pull them apart and push her legs down onto the bed.
"You're so beautiful." I murmur to Tina as I lay down between Tina's thighs and place a kiss just above the triangle patch of fuzz, which makes Tina gasp and grab my head, her fingers sliding throughout my hair.