Openly Sourced: An Open Source Objects TF Saga

All Odds Stacked Against Us

Craig then pulled out three syringes, one green, another one being pale yellow, and the third pink, and rushed toward the three girls, as he, one-by-one, injected the serums right into the girls' bloodstreams, causing them all to scream in pure agony. And as if he was on autopilot, Craig then began to hold onto his circular chainsaw, ripping off the jackets of all three girls before beginning to chain saw Delilah's arms off, causing Dorothy to scream for her sister and Darcy to look at her sister with pure concern, although it didn't seem like it.

After grabbing Delilah's arms and throwing it to the corner, causing blood to gush from the wounds, and pool of blood to spill everywhere. Craig then proceeded to strip Darcy of all of her limbs, her arms and legs ripped off. Then finally, he went over towards Dorothy and ripped the legs right off of her body, causing her to scream in pure agony.

All three of them were writhing in pure agony as Dorothy could feel her hands turning black and Delilah feeling her feet turning black. Both were cracking into more geometric shapes, Dorothy's hands were turning into spheres, fingers merging together as her hands bloated, before causing the fingers to merge with the palms, making them featureless; this was happening while Delilah could feel her feet cracking and popping into semispheres, toes merging together before the feet's semispherical shape destroyed her pink Mary Janes, causing her to well up with tears.

"Why would this happen to me?! Is t-this what happened to Phoenix?! D-did he transform too?" Delilah sobbed as she looked up at Craig in pure disgust, "Y-you disgust m-me, you monster!"
"Well, isn't it obvious, Dango? You are turning into who you are truly meant to be!" Craig snickered, still holding onto the circular saw with the blood dripping off of it.

Suddenly, all three of them could feel a sharp jolt within their nether regions as they all yiped in pain. They could feel their lady bits shriveling up into nothingness, with the painful jolts repeatedly occurring in that area. It stopped when it was all null and void, as they were now all technically genderless. Both Darcy and Delilah were relieved that they were still females, but Dorothy was absolutely mortified upon realizing that she is now a HE.

"You sonofabitch! What have you done to me?! You have turned me into a fucking dude!" Dorothy shouted as he could feel his bones beginning to crack and pop as he and his two sisters' chests flattened, and their bodies began to shrink down as well, their spinal cords being destroyed as their bones turned into calcite powder and their organs were mooshed up into fleshy puree. They all could feel their insides slowly turn more and more sugary, becoming a doughy ball of sweetened rice powder and water, as their skin was becoming the glaze. Dorothy could feel her skin rapidly turning a green color, Darcy a pale yellow color, and Delilah a pink color. All their clothes had slipped off their bodies as whatever blood they had left dripped from their mouth, as Craig had a great idea on how things are going to go with a stick.

As all three of then felt their necks cracking and popping, Craig walked over towards Delilah, who was tearing up and noticing that her black, shoulder length hair was falling out in clumps, and immediately skewered through the center of her body, as with a violent SNAP, her and her sister's necks were gone, which meant it was now time for the CEPHALOTHORAXes!

All three of them could feel their hair falling out in clumps as they could feel their bodies beginning to compress itself into spherical shapes, Craig then picked up Darcy, who was surprisingly afraid of what is going to happen.
"No! No! No! No!" Darcy cried out as she could feel herself getting painfully skewered in the stick, on top of Delilah.

Now, there was only one triplet to stack on top of the others. Dorothy glared right at Craig, who was walking towards him, as he growled, "Get away from me, you asshole!" He failed to notice that his voice has already taken on more of a masculine edge.