Kinktober 2021; Day 7. Shortstack

 


The nanites were supposed to give Alan his ideal body. He'd pictured it so clearly in his mind. He'd be tall. His face broad and handsome. His arms corded with powerful muscles. His cock thick and long, naturally, with the added bonus of voluntary control of his erection. 

In short the complete opposite of the short skinny altogether unimpressive figure nature had given him. 

So when he'd begun to shrink instead of grow his first thought was that something must have gone badly wrong. By the time he'd called up the diagnostic he was already a full head shorter and sporting a pair of large breasts worthy of a porn star.

His hips and ass flared wide while he desperately scanned the control code looking for a flaw. Everything seems to be working correctly, the tiny machines interfacing with his mind, pulling the image of his ideal body from his subconscious but he was still shrinking. He'd always been short but now he was positively petite. His small frame making his increasingly feminine curves seem even more exaggerated. 

A whorish moan forced its way past his lips as his manhood reversed becoming a smooth hairless pussy. 

This was wrong, all so wrong he whimpered. But then why did it feel so right?

The truth finally dawned as long dark hair tumbled past narrow shoulders. He, no, time to let go of that pronoun, she understood the mistake she had made. She'd imagined her hatred for her original body had been because it was insufficiently manly. She'd neglected it, ignored it as much as she could get away with and finally resorted to experimental nanotechnology to try and "fix" it.
 
She'd lied to herself rather than face her own dysphoria but she couldn't lie to the machines. They'd seen through the bullshit fantasy she'd constructed and freed her true self. 

As her transformation reached its completion she grinned. All those silly macho fantasies she'd had.  Fucking cute girls, picking them up and impaling them on a massive cock. She would still get to live them out only now it would be from the other side and she couldn't wait to get started.

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