System Check
Icy pinpricks moved under his skin as the bots began the work. The doctor had spent many hours developing the program they followed, without ever imagining he might experience its effects first hand, but knowing what was coming didn't make the sight of his unstoppable transformation any less shocking.
A shimmering heat haze surrounded him as most of his extra weight faded away. His remaining body fat shifted away from his belly to settle around his chest and hips. The crude lumps of fat quickly refined themselves into recognisable feminine anatomy. Small firm breasts topped by large prominent nipples, smooth soft thighs and a well rounded bottom that no one would ever mistake for a man's.
A series of loud bone breaking cracks announced the next phase in his transformation. He winced, grateful for the neural blocks preventing him from feeling what would have been the unbearably painful process as wide child bearing hips flared out and his whole skeleton compressed into a smaller lighter frame.
Long strands of silver hair fell past his shoulders. His facial features shifted to become finer and more feminine. These and dozens of other small changes swept over his body combining to complete his transition from a rather unimpressive man into slim beautiful woman with only his cock remaining to show he was ever anything else. Even that last vestige soon dwindled away, shrinking inside him, pulling his balls with it until he had nothing between his legs apart from the delicate folds of a vagina.
++Physical parameters establishing++ a cool inhuman voice emerged from his lips as the machines took control of his vocal chords ++Begin calibration sequence++
Reduced to the status of passenger in his own body Dr Nale could only moan in silent frustration as his hands began to move without him willing it. They rose up in front of his face twisting and flexing each slim digit one at a time until the intelligence controlling them seemed satisfied. Only then did they move toward his altered body.
The numbness that had protected him from the agony of his transformation had vanished. His fingers tracked delicate trails acrosss the silver skin.
"Oh god" he moaned, the barrage of new sensations enough to let him break through the control for a moment.
The hands probed and teased roaming all over his body. The response of his revied nerves swung wildly from a pleasant tingle to agonising extacy and back again before settling at a level where the least breath of air on his skin was an almost unbearable thrill.
He'd never experienced anything close to this level of sensation. It was wild, overwhelming, unbearable, until his hands found there way between his legs.
He screamed a raw animal cry of sexual release at the first touch of fingers against his new sex. He shuddered through the most intense orgasm of his life and that was just the beginning.
His rebellious hand was mercilessly as it rubbed at his poor over stimulated pussy. Plunging into his tender depths, teasing his swollen clit, stroking, pounding, tugging, flicking while he came again and again.
Only after he'd been dragged to the brink of unconscious and left there gasping and incoherent by the shear weight of successive climaxes did his machine controlled hands relent.
++Calibration complete++ the cold machine voice announced as his hands fell limply to his sides ++Awaiting user input++
++Awaiting user input++
++Await user input++
The voice repeated with mechanical patience waiting for fresh orders now that Dr Nale's conversion was complete.
He struggled to free himself form the prison his body had become.
++Awaiting user input++
It was only a matter of time before one of his colleagues found him. Prehaps whoever it was would recognise him and be able to help but he had a sick feeling they'd be all too willing to take advantage of the situation and Dr Nale would be forced to engdure whatever user "input" they chose to give him.
Really enjoyed this one! Any chance you know the source of the gif?
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