Openly Sourced: An Open Source Objects TF Saga

Testing, Testing

Mikaela then could feel her blue slip-on shoes beginning to feel painfully tight as she could feel her feet beginning to alter as well, toes merging together as she could feel her feet bloating into semispherical shapes, thus destroying her shoes as her feet shrunk down in size.

Mikaela winced as she could feel her nether regions beginning to flare up in pain, as she could feel her womanhood shriveling up into nothingness, her curves already dissipating, as her chest flattened as well. One last jolt made her now technically genderless, although she is now a HE.

Mikaela then could feel pain from within as he could feel his throat becoming sore, bones breaking and organs getting shredded up, all while blood dripped from his bottom lip, as he could feel his vocal cords beginning to reform. With a few coughs, with blood spraying onto the wooden flooring, Mikaela now could hear a voice.

"Ghhh... w-what the... wait, I can speak now?!" It somehow felt natural to speak, as he heard himself sounding like a male, "And apparently... I sound like a guy too."

Mikaela then could feel his body beginning to crack and pop as well, as he had caught a glimpse of something, his blue hair was beginning to turn black and reshape itself, as well, slowly covering his head, as his neck cracked and popped, his skin slowly turning a light gray color and hardening into either plastic or metal, as he could feel his nose and ears melting back into his face, his eyes and mouth slowly lowering itself onto his now flat, yet turning-cylindrical torso. With one last crack, his head stiffened, being locked tight on top of his torso, as his neck disappeared, and his body was essentially a CEPHALOTHORAX! His organs and bones reworked themselves into mechanical parts of a microphone, yet he still felt human nonetheless.

He could feel his skin finally settling to the same light gray color, as he looked at Nadia, with his slowly darkening eyes, being reduced into beady black ovals... "H-help m-me." Mikaela whimpered as he could feel his hair finally turning to the black puffy top of a microphone.

His mouth turned black, as his teeth flattened, tinging a pure white color, as they turned into two rows of solid rectangular teeth. His tongue brightened to a brighter pink color, as his lips were reduced to a simple black line. Mikaela also realized that he could see through two eyes instead of one, and he no longer had his eyepatch. With a few more coughs and adjustments, Mikaela's transformation into a sapient microphone was complete.

"H-how is t-this possible?" Mikaela asked as he didn't know what the hell is going on with himself... or what the hell just happened, "People don't just turn into microphones... GAH! My head it hurts!"
"Mikaela! No!" Nadia cried out as Mikaela could feel a headache from hell searing from within his temples, as he could feel his mind beginning to alter.

Micaela could feel his old, human memories slipping away from his grasp, as it was getting harder and harder to recognize the woman right in front of him. Nadia? Who the hell was that?!

Micraela could feel basic concepts such as high school and parents beginning to slip away as well, as he could feel memories of being unable to hear and speak slowly leaving him. Why would he remember that? Wasn't he always able to hear and speak? Memories of being bullied for his mutism and deafness was also fading away as well, as he could feel new memories coming in...

Mircopela could feel an interest popping up inside of his head, as he started to remember that he loved to do voice acting, that he had the power to mimic anyone's voice if he really wanted to. Like that one time that he voice acted for OSO Novel because she didn't remember her lines well, also he remembered that he owed Black Square for killing him in the first challenge, and to repay that, BS "asked" him to voiceover Guarana as well.

Memories of hanging out with Blythe, Nadia, and Peony were fading away, as tears were streaming down Microphola's cheeks, as he could feel more memories of competing in OSO slowly returning to him, as he also remembered being friends with Pitcher, although they weren't the best of terms with each other because Pitcher had anger issues.

Speaking of personality, Microphona's beginning to feel more prideful and confident of himself, as he also began hating being mistaken for other microphones.

And just like that, Mikaela Boomer was now dead to the world, replaced by Microphone, Microphone from OSO.

"Mikaela?! Please, if you're still in there, please, tell me!" Nadia cried out as tears were rolling down her cheeks, not wanting Mikaela to end like this.
"Who are you?" Microphone asked.
"N-no! Please, don't leave me!" Nadia sobbed, "T-take me with you... I rather be transformed than alone..."

Nadia knew that from this day forward, she no longer had her friends... she was all alone.

And why does she have this gut feeling that she's next?

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Yay! This part is done. Thank you for reading this chapter, feel free to suggest me anything.

~♡SoulBFKinz/JBK85♡