This story inspired by the writings of MonikerSmith and XXXecil
Chapter 2 - The turning of Lee
BEEP BEEP BEEP
Lee with his head buried in his pillow still quiet groggy from sleep reached for that damned alarm clock, after knocking a glass of water and his glasses off the bedside table he finally switched it off. Lee listened to the sound of water from the spilt glass dripping off the table. He sighed and thought to himself, why did he set the alarm anyway, there is no job to go to today. Reluctantly he sat up and got out of bed, Crunch! He knew what that was great I will be squinting all day now.
Lee slowly walked towards the bathroom grabbing an old shirt hanging from his door. Perhaps because he was without glasses or more likely, Lee was too lost in his own thoughts to see the bloodied shirt he went to bed with ripped apart on the floor nor did he notice the deep claw marks down the wall beside it or the burn marks across the floor.
The hot water from the shower felt good that morning Lee wished he never had to step out just disappear forever in the waters warmth because he hated the next chore shaving. It was not the act of shaving; it was the fact that shaving his face was a male thing. Reminders of this prison this curse and to add further insult he had to look at his own face. Lee had always hated seeing his reflection his male body it was not him it was someone else the face of his warden.
Lee was just about to start soaping up his chest when his hand brushed something rough, in surprise he let out a "what the!" dropping the soap he looked in horror at a large scar directly over his heart. He run from the shower to the mirror and could not believe his eyes. Lee was puzzled in shock what happened! Then he recalled something a flash of memory of his room being red and a smell of burning flesh.
His skin crawled as he remembered intense pain and screaming. Lee broke out in a sweat he was not sure what happened the night before but he was sure something horrifying happened to him. He ran into his room and this time he did notice the burn marks from what looked like hooves then he had another flash of memory a clawed hand ripping his face. He instinctively put his hands up to protect his face the memory was so real but he felt no wound, he gasped when he noticed his bloodied and ripped shirt laying on the ground nearby.
The deal he suddenly remembered, the name Maephrogh slipped from his lips and at that very moment, he felt something wrong. His insides felt hot, an intense pressure was building inside his hips , pain in his left shoulder spread across to his right his legs felt weak as he dropped to his knees on the floor. The scar on his heart glowed a bright orange it started hissing and burning as flames leaped from it, skin around it boiled the agony was extreme.
Lee fell forward his body was no longer responding to him, he was on all fours as some kind of black vile fluid leaked from his mouth, his stomach wrenched as he spewed much more of this evil black fluid. He could feel his insides tearing apart. The pressure in his hips was growing intense but he was suffering pain from so many things. CRACK! Sharp waves of pain radiated from his pelvis Lee cried out he wanted to pound the floor with his fists but he was locked into position and could only scream.
His hips were widening cracking and setting he could feel his bum growing round, fat seemed to be moving under his skin, his arms thinned his fingers each in turn bent backwards cracked and changed length into a more feminine form. Lee could not see it but his feet and legs were going through the same process. CRACK! His shoulders now his upper body was changing rapidly he could feel his rib cage warp inwards his cries turning into a whimper , the sounds of cracking bones now constant the pain was intense but for some reason Lee was starting to like it.
He could feel his jaw dislocate with a snap tearing muscles and reattaching as it adjusted itself shrinking becoming softer more rounded but this time instead of a cry or a whimper Lee gave out a moan as best he could anyway but this time it was higher pitched neither male nor female. brow receded, as his nose grew smaller, this gave the effect of making his eyes appear larger in fact; it was not 'his’ face anymore it was now a 'hers’. Lee’s back arched up into the air as Lee felt her spinal column shrinking her former male forms 6’2" was reduced to a very female 5’1". Then her back snapped back into position with a loud series of cracks and clicks the pain was fantastic.
Lee suddenly found herself able to move a little leaning backwards while still on her knee’s she felt intense heat all over her skin, then it started tearing it ripped along her arms her legs, the urge to tear at it as irresistible as the pain was intense but for some reason Lee was loving it. She ripped at her chest. The scar fell away with her old male skin freshly exposing youthful soft female skin; she noticed two new soft mounds growing.