Spindizzy's tales of transformation

The three burly men leapt up from the card table scattering cash and cards as the basement door burst in. Framed in the doorway stood a pretty young woman in a mesh top and heels and not much else. The men are so startled by here sudden appearance and by the sight of her generous breasts spilling from her flimsy top they almost don’t notice the pistol she is carrying. “Against the wall dirt bags!” she commands with as much authority as she can manage in her high breathy voice “No funny business or will drop your ass right here, right now!” The tallest of the men has the presence of mind to go for his own gun and receives a bullet in the shoulder for his trouble. After that the others comply, assuming the position as she relieves them as of their own weapons. “Ha better,” she says “I bet you fuckers thought you’d seen the last of me, you probably thought that giving me this slutty body and selling me to a brothel would get me out of you hair for good. Well I’ve got news for you cocksu...

Richard had been too trusting it was easy to see it with hindsight. When his friend Alex called him and told him that he had something amazing to show him he excepted sports memorabilia or maybe a new games console. Instead Alex lead him into his basement babbling some nonsense about aliens and fantastic machines falling from the sky. Richard was understandably sceptical, the “artefact” certainly didn’t look like much, just a glass and metal cabinet about the size of a telephone booth or a shower cubicle. “Ha, okay I get it, I wouldn’t believe me either” Alex said seeing the look on Richard’s face “why don’t I show you what it can do.” He walked over to the box and placed his hand on a panel concentrating for a moment until a door slides open allowing him to step inside. Once he’s in the door slides shut and the thing begins to hum louder and louder until there is a brilliant flash of light and Alex stepped out amidst a cloud of steam. Richard gaped at his friend hardly recognising th...