Openly Sourced: An Open Source Objects TF Saga

Vapor Dazed

Without any hesitation, Lydia and Bessie put on the gas masks, thus saving them from anything that'll harm them in the long run. But Indigo was hesitating to put on her gas mask, not wanting to leave the very person who genuinely loved her in years.

"But... Valerie... you'd die if we leave you behind... who knows what will happen after that...?" Indigo sobbed.
"I am giving you a chance to live your life, I am pretty sure that we will all reunite once all of this is over!" Valerie replied, "I am doing this because I... love you."
"I love you too. I am doing this for you then." Indigo gulped as she placed the gas mask right on her face, saving her, for now.

All the others had ran out of the room, beginning to evacuate as transformative fumes began to enter through the vents, causing Valerie to cough a little bit.
"What is really going on here? What's with all these fumes?" Valerie asked herself as she began looking for anything that will stop the fumes from getting into her nostrils or her mouth. She then noticed Bessie's scarf, the scarf that she used to wear before all these transformations. She wore it when they had first entered the building.

Valerie wrapped it around her nose and mouth, hoping that it will stop the fumes from entering her body. But fabric cannot fully protect her from the fumes that were filling the room, as Valerie noticed her hands were cracking and popping. Only a high-quality gas mask would actually evade the transformative effects that the fumes had. Valerie could feel her fingers beginning to merge together as a strange blackness was spreading up her fingers, soon her hands as her hands were forced into fists, a black substance wrapping around her hands and squeezing them into little spheres, now seeming a bit more masculine than usual. There was no sight of her beautiful nails painted in purple either.

"All that effort on keeping my nails beautiful... wasted..." Valerie sighed to herself, knowing that her hands are the least of her worries. The blackness was spreading up her arms as Valerie was trying her hardest to avoid making the transformation accelerate to Mach 7, which would be the very end of her. Valerie had to get to fresh air before that happens, as she got up, ignoring the fact that her arms were growing thinner and thinner, bones getting crushed as she could her arms becoming oddly flexible as well, kind of like an object's limb would be. She walked out of the room and began to look through the halls for exits. It was getting so hard to see through the fog that the fumes had created, and it was horrifying when the rooms were really dim, with only a few lights being on.

He could feel his legs cracking and popping, bones getting crushed as she could feel her legs growing wobblier and thinner as time progressed. Fat and muscle was being leeched away from his legs as he could feel them becoming just like his arms, as thin as wires and flexible as cables as well. Suddenly, Valerie collapsed onto her hands and knees as the scarf fell onto her chest, exposing her to more fumes as well, as she began coughing like crazy. She then heard SHRRIPs, coming from her purple heels and black stockings, as they revealed featureless semispheres for feet, toes already had merged together and the soles of her feet being flatter.

"W-what the fuck is happening to me?! Why are these fumes turning me into an object?!" Valerie then coughed more as she then could feel a sharp jolt within her nether regions, a throbbing sensation that made getting blood work done a cakewalk. She could feel her womanhood shriveling up into nothingness as she couldn't believe what was happening to her, she could sense a change of gender going on within her, her nervous system repeatedly overlapping male over female, as her womanhood had completely vanished, rendering her technically genderless, although the voices in her head was telling her that she's a male now.

He tried getting up, trying to learn how to walk with object legs, something that not many people are ready to adjust to yet. He cannot let this transformation overpower him this easily. As blood was dripping from his bottom lip, his curves dissipating, his organs were beginning to get crushed by some unexplainable pressure, bones also breaking in the process as well.