Openly Sourced: An Open Source Objects TF Saga

Whoever Smelt It, Dealt It

Whoever Smelt It, Dealt It: Cologne TF/FTM/MC

[Warning: This Chapter Contains Body Horror, Blood and Gore, Strong Language, Organs, Screaming, Crying, Vomiting, Transformation, Female to Male TG, Identity Death, Manipulation, Mentions of Bullying, Mentions of Gold-Digging, and Spoilers from OSO. You have been warned.]

Clarissa Fraser, 24, was the type of person who loved recieving lavish gifts, she also loved the lap of luxury, just like her now late best friend, Regina. Clarissa didn't know that Regina had died, erm, transformed into an object yet, but right now, she's beginning to regret all the actions, all the trouble she had caused throughout her entire life.

Clarissa also didn't really want to be turned into an object, she was scared for her humanity, not because of being turned into an object seemed like to be one big preposterous thing to a human being, but because she was afraid to lose her good looks, she was afraid to lose the only thing that kept her close to her sugar daddy.

If you have been reading the story from the start, Clarissa had a sugar daddy that would tend to her every demand, spending his money on her, on jewelery, makeup, and clothes. Even that one time, she had a vacation with him, and she enjoyed every minute of it.

However, Clarissa had lost contact with him when Craig had destroyed her damn phone, and Clarissa still hasn't accepted the fact that no matter who you are, you're going to eventually get transformed into an object. Clarissa didn't want to admit it, but she felt horrible for wronging Indigo, belittling her and treating her like a servant, robbing her of her happiness. Clarissa wanted to avoid being transformed into an object, but she had to apologize to Indigo, hopefully it isn't too late to do so, hope she forgives her for after she's done to her.

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Meanwhile with Indigo...

"So, we are just hiding in here until nightfall?" Indigo asked.
"Yes. We cannot sneak out during daytime, Craig is awake, and so is his children as well, if any of the Boxers notice, then we all know that we could kiss ourselves goodbye!" Lydia replied, "And we cannot tackle things head on either, we need a plan to escape as safely possible, probably slipping this Black Square out of here."
"So, we can finally find someone to research this whole object phenomenon once and for all." Valerie added.
"Exactly." Lydia replied, "If we can somehow evade our own fates before nightfall, then we can finally find a cure to all this, save everyone."

Black Square was listening on in the conversation, hoping that this whole escape plan works out real well, he cannot afford to lose himself, going further into the transformation, losing his mind completely. Valerie looked at Black Square, who was actually writing something down, an address to a research lab. Maybe if they were able to make it out of there, maybe the research lab would help them, maybe all these objectification incidents would stop, maybe humanity can finally rebuild upon what's lost, and restore all the humans. But researching for a permanent cure would take years... decades even, and there are too many transformation obsessed freaks to stop the objectification incidents.

"Well, what is this address?" Valerie peered over BS' shoulder and noticed the address, it was somewhere at Havensbrook, another town nested in Deerville County. Why would Bessie/Black Square know about this location, did he know some people around here beforehand?

Valerie knew that she had to make sure that she makes it out, the notebook being the only thing that would remain of Bessie if things get really bad, and someone has to hold onto it just in case Bessie fully transforms, memories and all.