I put down the thick manual with an excited smile. It had taken me days to get through it; you would think the people who created such an amazing machine would be able to write more concisely without all the techno-babble but oh well. It didn't matter now, I knew with confidence that I could now operate the machine in front of me without much hassle.
It was sleek and shiny, in the shape of a round tube, almost like those flume water slides at the park where you had to cross your arms over your chest before falling. It had taken me over a year to save up enough to buy it and even then I still had my doubts. You can find all sorts of things on the dark web and what had started with a futile search for Bimbathyrone had ended with me finding this instead.
The Dream Machine seemed just that, a dream. It couldn't possibly have been real but the more I looked the more I knew I had to have it. A Machine capable not only of turning me into my dream bimbo self but also cloning and transforming me in other ways? It was everything I'd fantasied about.
Ever since I could remember I'd frequented the fetish sites I saw online, falling down the rabbit hole of transformation and transgender stories. It wasn't that I wanted to be a woman permanently but something about the feeling of growing breasts and my dick disappearing made me feel horny in a way that nothing else could.
Perhaps it was the loss of control in those stories or perhaps it was just curiosity. I'd always wanted to know how it felt to open up and have a cock slide inside. I'd tried experimenting with guys of course but found the experience middling. Besides, for obvious reasons most of them didn't like the idea of me acting out the part of a woman. And all the girls I;d been with wanted a gym bro macho man, or some sort of sissy. They were never interested in the sort of role play I was into.Trying to find a girl or hell, even a guy, to roleplay my fantasies had proved impossible but I knew another me would be willing. Still, I didn't want to rush into things, I had to savour this experience.
I stripped off, making sure to focus on the tiny details of how it felt. I wanted to compare how it felt to remove my male clothing after I was transformed. Was female skin really more sensitive like it was in all the stories? I was hungry to find out.
I hit the power button and shivered with delight as the machine hummed to life, I watched the screen attached to the side flickered to life and the keyboard swung around to be used. The menu face was simple green text on a black background that instantly sent me back to the early computer of my school days but that didn't matter. So long as it actually worked, that was all I cared about.
I exchanged the thick manual for the fashion magazine I had picked up earlier today. Cara Delevinge smiled at me from the cover. She had been my celebrity crush ever since I was a teenager so I did not hesitate to select the Gender Bend option and punch in her features.
I then carefully folded my discarded jeans and shirt and placed them within the drawer at the machine's side, programming the machine to make them into an outfit that would suit my new self as soon as she was ready to face the world.
With that I hit enter and a green light at the top of the machine turned on with a loud ding; a second later it opened up to reveal the inside. It was surprisingly plush, like a mix between a solarium and a bed but standing up, with little Xs placed at certain points so I knew where to rest my head, feet and hands. The clear outline of a human body there ready to accept me. It was twice as large as it needed to be, probably to accommodate the spaces my hips and bust would soon be filling.
Taking one final deep breath I stepped inside, turning back and closing the door behind me like the lid to a solarium. It was pitch black for a second before the lights turned on and the machine began to vibrate and rumble. A thin beam of light appeared down by my feet and slowly began to move upwards, as it touched my skin I could feel it starting to feel strange. Excitement bolted through me; it was real! This Dream Machine was actually going to transform me and make all my fantasies come to life!
Pins and needles set in, then an almost numbing effect and then, before my very eyes I watched as my skin began to warp and change. My toes curled at the strange sensation, half pain, half pleasure. It felt like every muscle was being pulled and stretched until it was nothing but pure relaxation. I had to fight the urge to shift in place as the tickling got stronger, I could feel it seeping into every pore, even my bones were changing as the hair on my feet disappeared and they shrunk down, becoming dainty.
"H-holy shit it actually works! Oh fuck, I'm actually going to be a beautiful woman..."
My chest began to heave as my breath quickened; the light was moving achingly slowly up my body now, thinning my ankles and removing hair along my calves as they too slimmed and even seemed to lengthen slightly. I looked down at my heaving chest, imagining how it would look when the light reached it. Before that though, it was going to get to my crotch.
My cock had been half hard all morning thinking about what it would be like to finally experience this machine. It was getting harder as the light approached, that tingling was now filling my legs and only getting stronger; I was starting to shiver with the intensity as my legs turned to jelly. Perhaps that was the reason for the strange shape of the machine because even if my knees gave out as they were currently threatening to do, I would be held upright by the foam inlay.
"Hnnng, oh fuck...my t-thighs."
The skin there was stretching out, the muscle becoming more rotund instead of thinning. My thighs were turning thick, not fat, but shapely, ready to support my new womanly ass when it too was brought to life. A moment later I could feel it, something deep inside the muscles of my butt expanding out.
"Ooooohhh yeah..."
My hips were widening, I swore I could feel the bones shifting in place, turning my boring old figure into the hourglass I've always wanted. The reality of the situation finally began to set in for me, I could feel my new womanly shape taking hold and a moment later the light fell on my cock.
"Fuck! Oh God oh ffff-Hnnnghnnnn."
The tingling I had felt in my lower body was nothing compared to feeling it all through my dick; I couldn't help but writhe slightly, as much as the inlay would allow, feeling my cock slowly shrinking. My balls receded back up into my body until they melted back into my skin as if they'd never existed at all. No, wait, I could still feel them, moving up inside my body, forming into my new womb as my length finally disappeared and left behind only a hole.
The hole was instantly wet and soft folds appeared around it, blooming like a soft pink flower between my legs. Even in this airtight tube I could feel the air brushing against them; they were so sensitive; how did women stand it? I wanted to stop for a moment and really savour the new sensations without distraction but the machine had other ideas. That line was moving upwards still, smoothing over my lower stomach and cinching my waist in before gradually making its way up to my chest.
I held my breath as I watched the skin there begin to inflate. Almost as if two balloons were being blown up beneath my skin. Hard muscle turned soft and round and soon two clearly defined A cup breasts were visible. My nipples turned a darker shade of pink and grew long and hard but to my delight, the light finally stopped. I stayed perfectly in place, stimulating and growing my new tits until they were a B cup, then a C, then finally a D.
I couldn't help but groan feeling the heavy teardrops rest against my chest. I so badly wanted to touch them, to see if the skin there was as sensitive as my tingling ass but I couldn't. My hands were still locked in place as the light finally moved up to my neck.
A strangled gasp escaped me as I felt my Adam's apple melt away; what started as a manly grunt turned to a breathy moan and it was like music to my ears.
"A-almost done, oh wow, my voice..."
