D.N.A. (Drastic. Natural. Adjustment)

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Summary

It's been one month since it happened.... Maybe with this discovery, I can help the LGBTQ community! Think about it! Transformations... They're entirely possible and it's all a matter of the DNA! Who would've known that a simple DNA extraction could physically transform a person? Cindy didn't... Not until she took some from her roommate, Not until that fateful night she changed.

Status
Ongoing
Chapters
1
Rating
n/a
Age Rating
13+

Chapter 1

It started only a month ago... I was editing a college paper for my chemistry class. I'm a junior here at A.P.U. Let's back up a bit here...

My name is Cindy, yes, with an s sound. Anyway, I'm twenty one two years old; I'm five feet, seven inches tall with long sleek brown hair, brown eyes and pale white skin. I don't have much going for the way of looks, other than my semi thick smile.

My mom always told me that guys would flock to me just for the few freckles on my nose or even my legs, which seem to be very toned, thank you softball. Right, I have a thin nose, semi long face, and small ears. My legs aren't that toned; more so, they're maybe the circumference of a very very small tree. One big enough to where you fit most of your hands around, but they're lacking a couple of inches from your fingertips touching.

I have a piercing in my lip, which I hold dearly to my heart since it was the last thing my mom gave to me before her battle with cancer took her. She was a rebel as I grew up and instilled onto me, my love for hard rock and rap as well as a hint of quirkiness.

I love learning about chemistry; it's something that I've been attached to ever since dad taught me the basics. He's a physicist professor at Syracuse University, which is only a few blocks from my apartment.

Even now, I can hear the sounds of car horns blaring as drunks try to swerve their way home. Anyway, back to the main subject at hand. A month ago, I was experimenting with a new drug I guess you can call it?

Right, I was and still am obsessed with figuring out the human DNA and if it is possible to transform one's self. There's this girl who lives with me in my apartment. She's beautiful, semi thick, with wide hips, a huge ass, big breasts, a slightly chubby belly, thick legs and skin that is lightly tanned.

Her eyes are pure green and she has long thick black hair. She honestly looks like a heavy set version of Kim Kardashian and that makes me damn near cream myself every night. You see, I've always been in love with the female body. Ever since I noticed girls developing, I wanted to rip their shirts off and play with those breasts.

Okay, back to my hopefully soon to be lesbian lover. Her name is Julia. She heard about my experiment and willingly gave me some of her blood, in which I extracted the DNA strands. It was a hot summer night that night.

My body was covered in sweat, but not as much as when I injected that massive amount of DNA I extracted. You see, I've been collecting it for a while before I had enough of hers and mine. (Just so I could transform back when need be).

She went out that night; a night on the town as she put it, and I took that syringe. It was filled with the nastiest color liquid I've ever laid my eyes on. It seemingly glowed with a deep blue and somehow, it took hold of me.

I was wearing a tight pair of short jean shorts, and a tight white belly shirt, which was a terrible idea now that I think of it. The second I stuck that needle into my neck and pushed the plunger, I felt weird. Like... I could feel her blood pushing through my veins.

I went to stand up in my bedroom, when I sickening crack sounded off from my legs. I fell to my hands and knees; I could feel my thighs bubbling like molten wax. It took all of my strength to muster a glance; my thighs were jiggling and thickening before my very eyes.

The weird sensation shot to my vagina which bubbled and throbbed in my tightening shorts. I was able to get onto my back; my belly started to shake and gurgle. I remember letting out a nasty bellowing groan as my stomach shot outwards a bit.

I held onto the thickening flesh, with my sickening bubbling hands. I remember crying in pain as I felt my fingers pop and thicken as well as lengthen painfully slow.

My thighs were already doubled in size; I could feel my feet straining to stay inside the tightening sandals I was wearing. The straps on them became incredibly tight as Julia's fleshy feet pushed hard against them.

One by one, I could feel and see the straps snap in half, until a thick fleshy foot slammed onto the hard word floor. It made such a nasty slapping noise. Shortly thereafter, my right foot followed suit. I remember groaning even more as my calves began to blow up.

I was able to get to my knees now, grasping my jiggling arms around my belly, which was beginning to seep over my shorts. It didn't take long for my belly ring to pop off, being replaced with a quickly thickening muffin top. I could feel my ass cheeks achingly beginning to grow.

It was this that forced me to my feet and stumble towards a full length mirror. With horror in my eyes, I could see my ass straining the very fabric of those shorts as the meat began to pour out of the leg holes. I could feel my thighs beginning to touch; my vagina started to tear through the front of the shorts.

I let out a loud scream at this point as my ass cheeks burst out of the back of them. I held onto the growing ham like masses as they forced my arms farther back. The same heat ran up my still growing belly into my chest. My tiny breasts were throbbing; I could feel that heat pour into them. Slowly and surely I watched as those tiny AA cup meat bags began to grow.

My nipples were trying hard to fight against the ballooning appendages but popped angrily away as my breasts billowed out of my bra. I squeezed them tight to try and stop the growth, but my crackling fingers were snapped apart from each other as my mammary glands grew thicker.

I watched painfully as they billowed away from my chest, little by little. My chest widened, allowing my room for those painful tits to grow in. My ass shot away from me as my hips cracked apart. I watched as my skin began to turn that sexy light tan, ranging from my belly button to the rest of my body.

I could see my old skinny arms struggling to stay within the tiny armholes of the shirt. I remember jerking my left on up, watching as my biceps grew thicker and meatier by the second. My lips quivered; I glanced over to my face to see my lip ring struggling now. My lower lip was thickening more and more; I screamed and cried as it burst the ring off.

My nose cracked and widened as did the rest of my face. I could see my irises turning brighter and then green and finally my hair grew thick and dark as it ran past my popping shoulders. With one last final ripping sound, my clothes burst off of me, exposing a thick bbw body of a woman.

At this point, I couldn't believe my serum worked! I was gazing, face to face with Julia's reflection and... I was so turned on, but I fought the urge to masturbate. I had to rush to the computer and write down my notes. I didn't realize just how good she was at this; note taking and the like.

Her fingers ran across that keyboard faster than they did to unbutton a girl's pants. As I continued to jot down those notes, I realized something else. Julia had a fondness for anal play. For some reason, my ass was tingling and when I reached down towards it, I remember wincing as a wave of pleasure swept over me.

As I kept touching myself there, images of celebrities crossed my mind. I saw Christina Aguilera, Kim Kardashian, Britney Spears, Mariah Carey; all of them! She has a hardcore crush on these women... It gives me an idea. If only I could get some of Mariah's DNA. I would grow into those long thick legs, big breasts and thick fingered hands. I could wait for Julia to come into the apartment and fuck her hard, or just sing to her...

That's what brings me to today. I injected myself with my DNA and I quickly shrank back into my old body. There's no apparent scarring, both physical and mental. Though my breasts are aching and I swear to god they seem bigger than normal. At least a quarter of a cup bigger. I'm looking at them right now; they seem normal...

Well, I have to see what this brings. If I manage to pull this off consistently... Do you know what I can do for the LGBTQ community? Specifically those who are transgender. I... I could make so many lives better! Maybe I should get a degree in psychology as well as chemistry. Hmmm... I'll be back on later. Perhaps I'll do a live webcam of a transformation to document exactly how one goes down. Until then, this is Cindy Smith signing off!