Julia and Frank (Illustrated)

Julia could feel her lips tingling as they stretched out horizontally; gradually taking on a far less sensitive shape. Kara’s magic space rock was working. She could see the skin between Frank’s shoulders bulging upward to form a new head. As his chest deflated, his eyes closed. The lashes sucked inward while the lids puckered and darkened until all that remained were ordinary looking nipples. She could have done without the dizziness and headache, but was overjoyed that the two of them were going back to normal.

In her excitement, she placed a hand on his shoulder and squeezed. “We did it Frank... We’re going to be... ... ... Alright?”

She tried to pull her hand away. Frank’s shoulder was sticky... Really sticky. Her excitement turned to dread as she watched her fingers melt into his skin. It felt like her hand was being sucked into warm tar and she was completely powerless to stop it.

Frank’s eyes were gone and his mouth had closed up. He barely caught the end of Julia’s muffled comment before his ears melted back into his ass. He was aware of his body but suspended in silent darkness while his facial features migrated back toward his shoulders. His female frame was growing back into it’s previous proposition while a lump grew between his shoulders.

After what felt like ages, his eyes opened, though he couldn’t seem to move his arms. He couldn’t move his neck either. Something was very wrong. He glanced around his limited field of vision and spotted Julia’s chin to his right. He tried to say something, but it was no use. His mouth hadn’t returned. He could hear, though the sounds didn’t seem to be coming from his own ears. They weren’t on his ass either. It almost felt like sounds were reaching a place somewhere to his right.

Was he hearing with Julia’s ears? Each time she took a breath, his lungs expanded. It didn’t make sense. He tried once again to move his arms, but failed.

He turned his focus to his legs, which were effortlessly lifted into the air. He didn’t know what else to do and began to wiggle hips to force himself to the edge of the bed. He didn’t make it very far before Julia was shaken awake. She groaned and opened her eyes. Her body felt strange. Almost heavy. She pushed herself up onto her elbows and looked down to see Frank’s legs shifting around on the bed. That wasn’t right. Why would his legs be in front of her...

She followed his torso up to find that the only thing she kept in the latest change was her right arm and breast. Everything else, including the cock she had been sucking only moments earlier, was Frank’s. To make matters worse, he was staring at her from a partially formed head on their left shoulder.

Almost effortlessly, the two of them cooperated to slide off of the bed and stood in front of a mirror on his closet door.

“What the hell is this?” Julia complained, looking at their reflection. “We were supposed to go back to normal!”

“Hey... Say something already...”

*Frank and Julia go to Kara for help