Loop of Transformations

Little too Intense for Love

Why would he always wake up gasping? It didn't even matter what happened anymore, he'd just wake up while trying to catch his breath, sweating as though he just woke up from a nightmare.

The young man looked around, his eyes darting across the place before at himself again. He was fine once more, again himself... What is going on? It was making him mad already. Even so, Brandon noticed that he seemed to be in a storage facility, wearing the uniform of an employee somewhere. Was he at work again? This wasn't his company though...

Brandon realised at this point that questioning this wasn't helpful anyways. He just knew for certain now that he always woke up again to change once more whenever he passed out. Maybe he should be trying his best to stay in a clear mindset and not fall asleep but considering the last times that these changes kept happening, that wouldn't help at all either. Things like that were just much harder to do than what they would have seemed at first...

There was nothing but silence as he walked throughout the storage facility, trying to find a mirror maybe or a way out. With all of these large shelves blocking his view though, this place was basically a labyrinth already again. First the crazy gardens being a mess of paths and now a storage facility? He wouldn't catch a break, would he? But to be fair, he did have the situations without the endless paths considering the forest and in that testing facility... Apperantly he could still remember some things after all.

Needless to say that the situation in the storage room probably wouldn't be much better either with how often things turned south out of absolutely nowhere in the most unthinkable ways possible. This could end up being a similar situation if he would be unfortunate enough.

Eventually Brandon had found a mirror, taking a small glance at himself to make sure he was himself still... It was him more or less. He was younger again than before, looking like someone who barely finished with school and was currently doing their training for the future job. Otherwise he looked the same with brown hair and the normal masculine features that he always usually had.

Much to Brandon's dismay, things did go south completely after a few moments as the lights flickered out of nowhere. Ghosts? Demons? What would happen now? The young man didn't know but he was already prepared for the worse and that will certainly be necessary.

As the lights stopped flickering, there wasn't anything unusual going on for now. Brandon looked around but there was nothing except silence and his own breath anywhere inside this facility. Why was he always alone lately? Well, perhaps that wasn't too bad, considering that every time someone was there, they tended to be at fault for his previous changes.

Nothing out of the ordinary was going on first as Brandon started walking around again, merely starting to feel a little warm before a pleasant, tingling feeling made its way throughout his body. It became rather noticeable as his breath grew heavy rather soon, making him stop in his tracks and take a small breather as a strange sense of arousal spread through him.

As the pleasant sensations spread throughout the young man, he could feel the tingling become more and more intense as his body shivers. His skin was growing paler, softer as his features slowly started to change. His brown hair slowly changed colour, becoming an almost pearlescent white colour with pinkish highlights while his iris suffers a similar fate, becoming heterochromic as one of his eyes was in a bright pink colour while the other took on a crimson red tint.

Brandon tried to make sense of what was going on, stumbling back to the mirror to see what happened to his growing hair and eyes. Speaking of which, his eyes widened as noticed his features change. His jaw seemed to grow softer and less pronounced as his head took on a more round shape, lips becoming more plumb and almost feminine but there was still a blurred line between his masculine features and the softening of his appearance right now.

Two uncomfortable nubs slowly start pressing against his shirt as he felt his breath grow even heavier in response to the multitude of sensation inside him. A soft bulge slowly started pressing against his crotch while a strange tingle spread more throughout him. A subtle, pleasant pressure was forming on his chest as his shirt slowly started to tighten and strain already at being pushed at both from the back and now the front.

Brandon almost whined as his face flushed brightly in response to the sensations inside him and the intensity of the change that was coming over him. His chest grew softer, filling out as his entire body and frame seemed to grow larger and softer. He slowly took on a more lean appearance as his hips cracked and widened while the growing pressure in his groin only seemed to increase more.

His shirt finally tore open at the back as the two nubs on his back slowly grew out into soft, stubby wings that were slowly growing larger to match his growing frame. With his shirt tearing apart, the young man would also be able to free his swelling chest from the strain of the shirt as it grew softer and bigger, protruding outwards more and more.

This was certainly much more pleasant than the last situations. Brandon tried to keep himself calm or at least slow his heavy breath but it felt almost impossible with a constant sense of stimulation spreading throughout his body with that growing power inside him.

While his frame seemed to grow larger, his proportions still changed as his hips widened more, muscles becoming lean and firm while still remaining soft and almost tender. Some of his features seemed to take on more feminine proportions and yet he was sure this wouldn't be the only thing to remain as his shoulders were still as broad as before, even if a bit softer... Not to forget about the growing tightness in his crotch as the changes went lower to increase his size, almost making him whine out loud as it was another form of that constant stimulation inside of him.

Nothing was going as planned as he could feel his thoughts growing hazy under the growing heat and desire that slowly spread throughout him. Everything felt so right at the moment. He almost looked like an angel with those wings and yet had become incredibly androgynous. His hair was so much fluffier and pretty, his entire body had this grace and elegance while being incredibly soft and not to forget about how good everything felt.

Something strange had become of Brandon as he tried to stay awake or in clear thoughts, a constant growth still spreading through him as his body grew larger, proportions changing to be bigger and bigger, something that filled him with immense pleasure. It was hard to keep his breath calm, hard to keep his eyes open.

He failed again as expected though, getting lost in the sensations inside him, being too tempted to explore this change with his own hands as soft flesh was filling out in his very hands or soft wings flapping through the wind. How would he ever get to leave again? Couldn't even change have this? Nothing had been devout of pain previously except for that strange garden and this was so much better than the garden.

Brandon honestly just wished to be free, not even having experienced too many things yet and still being at the end of his patience and sanity already.