Does anybody know where I can find the finished story to this?as remember reading the finished story on the old site
i was digging trough the way back machine page just for the sake of nostalgia and coincidentally i found the last chapter, i was lucky tbh http://web.archive.org/web/201403011934 … q=node/561
The Greatest Show: The Grande Finale
The evening went on with many more weird transformations, often involving people from the audience.
While Vailan watched most with a mixture of macabre curiosity and pure disgust, Ginger was obviously enjoying it greatly. In fact it seemed to Vailan as if she was getting more and more restless as time passed on. She seemed to be....aroused? The idea repulsed him but it made sense. He knew about her fetish for the heavily transformed but seeing her like this still made him feel uneasy.
The show couldn't last forever, though, and so Bella, the insectoid moderator, finally made the announcement Vailan had been waiting for.
„Even though it breaks my heart,“ she said through her facial anus. „This is the last performance for tonight.“
The message was received with general complaining.
„But to make it even more special, we are going to transform one last person from the audience.“
This however was followed by applause.
„Please put the hands down. I see there are far too many volunteers. Instead we will use a seat-lottery to determine the person.“
A large display was highlighted behind her, showing five numerical digits.
„The number shown here will be the one of the winning seat. In addition a light on the seat will go on. If the winner refuses to be changed, we will just repeat the process until we find a volunteer. If everything is understood, let's begin...“
At once the display began to change, showing rapidly moving columns of number. One by one these columns stopped, determining each digit. The first „winner“ turned out to be a middle aged man with no desire to volunteer. So the process was repeated....and repeated....
A light went on again. Ginger noticed it because she suddenly found herself in the bright beam of a floodlight, which was focused on her seat. HER seat. She had been chosen. It was the chance of her life.
Vailan noticed the light, too. His expression showed shock, confusion and worry.
„You don't want to...do you...“ was all he could say before Ginger interrupted him.
„Sorry, honey. Please... I love you...a lot...but this is THE chance. The one time...I just have to...“ she stammered as she made her way to the stairs. As she passed him, she gave him a last quick kiss. Who knew if she had a mouth after this.
Without looking back she made her way down to the stage where she was immediately greeted by Bella who congratulated her.
There was a short interview where Ginger was meant to tell a bit about herself. She seemed to hurry however, as if she wasn't able to wait any longer. In the meantime Vailan was just watching, completely dumbstruck. He knew that he should somehow intervene but he was too shy for such a bold action. Furthermore he also realized that Ginger wouldn't forgive him if he did. Would he still love her if she was changed? Would she still have her mind? Would she still be a separate being or fused to someone or something else?
While Vailan was fighting an emotional battle, a small open topped cabin was slowly lowered onto the stage from the ceiling. Pipes, tubes and other metallic bits were snaking around it. Some people in the audience noticed two large steel tanks on one side. After some small-talk in order to introduce Ginger to the audience while the cabin finished the last meters to the ground, the ass-faced moderator finally said: „So if you'd please undress yourself my...“
Everyone was startled. Most of all Vailan, especially because he realized that it was him who had yelled into the hall. He took a moment to make a final decision.
„I want to participate!“ He shouted, hoping the Bella and Ginger would understand him.
Obviously they did because the buzzing moderator came flying right towards him.
„What enthusiasm. But why so sudden at the very last minute?“ She asked him holding her microphone into his face.
„I am her boyfriend,“ he answered, pointing towards the stage. „And whatever she decides to do or to become, I want to be part of it.....I love her and couldn't stand being without her.“
The audience cheered joyfully but all Vailan cared for was seeing his girlfriend suddenly crying on the stage. Crying of joy. He didn't even wait for an answer from Bella. He simply ran down the steps and jumped onto the stage where he hugged his girlfriend tightly and kissing her passionately.
„I love you, too,“ she whispered.
Suddenly the moderator appeared behind them.
„So very touching. How could I resist your plea. I promise you, you will be part of the act. Luckily our lead alchemist had prepared a mixture that will also work perfectly fine with two people. Hell, maybe even better. So get yourself undressed and enter the cabin, please.“
Encouraged by the cheering audience both put their clothes off. Vailan was terribly embarrassed and not really sure about what he was doing but it was to late. There was no turning back now. He took a deep breath and then Ginger's hand. A door in the cabin's front opened sideways and together they entered the machine, knowing that whatever would happen, they would experience it together. Suddenly a long chain appeared in the cabin, hanging from the ceiling down through the open top. It ended in a large metal chain that hung just inches above their heads. The soon-to-be-changed couple looked with obvious confusion at it.
Uttering a fart-chuckle Bella came closer and began to explain: „Vailan, would you please grab the ring?“
„Please just do so. You will see afterward. And dear Ginger, would you please kneel down between your darling's legs with your arms around them?“
Still not understanding what this was supposed to be good for and trying to imagine what effect that might have on the transformation, they followed the orders nevertheless. Vailan grabbed the ring above him with both hands, while his girlfriend went down and slung her arms around his knees, with the back of her head gently resting on his crotch.
„That's perfect, stay so,“ the moderator said, fart-chuckling just before the door closed and the machine came to life. Its function was made obvious to the audience by the purple fog visibly bubbling from the open top but not yet spilling over.
„Vaporized D-cum. Of course perfectly refined D-cum,“ Bella commented. „When they come out they will be truly a part of each other.“
The entire process took a few minutes in which nobody could see what was happening inside the cabin. Not even Ginger or Vailan due to the fog. But they could feel their bodies twisting, changing and fusing. It was strange how their flesh became one and how they could share sensations, feel skin and changing flesh that wasn't their own. Eventually the fog inside the cabin changed color, turning from purple to greyish white. Bella explained that they were carefully exchanging the gaseous D-cum with ordinary steam for the sake of effect and a proper appearance of the transformed couple. A short moment later the chain hanging into the cabin began to rattle. While the remaining fog dissolved, the chain was pulled upwards by the mechanism in the ceiling, bringing the new, shared form of Vailan and Ginger to light.
Once they were above the cabin, the couple was greeted by an impressed „Oh“ from the entire audience. What the people were seeing was so simple in design and yet still weird and oddly artistic. What had once been the boy was still hanging on the metal ring, looking like a boneless sack of flesh. It had no limbs at all. His former arms had been fused with the rest of the body and melted around the ring, leaving no traces behind and leaving the ring like a piercing at the top of the blob-like body. It was shaped like a tear drop due to gravity pulling its mass down. From the middle of the body grew an elongated, smooth head on a short neck, its only features being an oversized, big-lipped mouth and two human eyes. Just below the strangely feminine head were two massive breasts, each almost as large as the entire sack-body and hanging low beyond the being's bottom. Right there, where the crotch would be on a human body, was a large bulge from which a long, serpentine penis grew. The organ was at least four feet long and snaking around hypnotically on its own. Below it was a suitable pair of testicles in a wrinkled scrotum, both as large as an orange and hanging even lower than the former boy's tits. What most of the audience was actually focused on, were the two eyes above the base of the prehensile manhood, however. So that was what had happened to
Not matter how hard he tried, Vailan couldn't really regret his choice to go into the cabin with Ginger or what he has become. There was something about his new form which made him like it, although he had no useable limbs anymore, helplessly hanging from the chain that he was fused to.
There was also the matter of being female now. It felt so weird. His body seemed so much more sensitive, the cold air in the hall making him tingle with pleasure. His breasts were especially sensitive, he so hoped for someone to play with them and his erect nipples. But even more than that he wanted to have his pussy filled. Finally he knew what women feel like when they get aroused and it was overwhelming.
The presence of his girlfriend was an odd thing. He was glad that she was a part of him and he could somehow „sense“ her presence. He couldn't talk with her, share thoughts with her or anything similar. He could not even feel her penis, at least not directly. There was the subtle vibration in his boneless body and the tucking on the skin of his „crotch“, which made him aware of the tentacle indirectly but there was no pleasure or even arousal coming from it, it was totally numb. Ginger's face and genitals were separate entities to him, despite sharing the same body. Accordingly he could not control the prehensile appendage, either.
Slowly his girlfriend found out how to control it, apparent by the unfocused movements becoming more directed, carefully bending backwards and starting to caress Vailan's body. He could feel it gently sliding over his smooth, sensitive skin, sending shivers through what was left of his spine. When the organ bumped against one of his nipples, he gasped involuntarily, hit by a surprisingly strong bolt of pleasure. Apparently Ginger noticed it. She started to focus more on her boyfriend's new titflesh, snaking her dick around the large breasts, squeezing them gently, stroking them and nudging his nipples. She was obviously getting more aroused, too, coating the breasts in thick pre-cum. She loved her knew form already. Despite being reduced to little more than two eyes and a set of male genitals, the sheer arousal and pleasure made up for it, not caring that Vailan's body was numb to her, too. She immediately decided that she didn't need anything more than this awesome tentacular organ anyway.
Furthermore she was together with Vailan. For the rest of their lives, they'd share each and every joy. Just thinking about his new sexy, female body made her so horny that she was about to forget herself. She was further spurred on by his feminine, high-pitched moans while she was playing with his wonderfully swollen boobs, basically giving herself a titjob. Suddenly she noticed a strange wetness on the backside of her balls. She immediately remembered that there was more about her boyfriend's new body than just his tits.
Deliberately slowly she uncoiled her manhood from Vailan's titflesh, making sure to tease him a little more, just before reaching around with her penis, palpating the opening to his womanhood. It was swollen, wet and slimy. Ginger kept gently moving just the head of her penis around the enlarged labia and clitoris, just out of curiosity. She did also feel a slightly sadistic joy, however, when listening to Vailan's moans becoming louder and gaining an edge of desperation. But eventually Ginger could not hold on any longer, either, pushing as much of her manhood into Vailan's waiting opening as she could. She was in heaven. She had never felt such pleasure before as a woman and quickly lost all sense of time and space, losing herself in a sea of bliss.
Vailan was equally overwhelmed when his womanhood was finally penetrated. As a man he would have been horrified by the idea of someone sticking his cock into his body, but now it felt strangely natural and filled him with pleasure he had never felt before. Oddly, his own helplessness added to it in a perverse way. Being at his girlfriend's mercy like this, somehow tickled a part of his mind that he hadn't known before. The wonderful, thick penis of his lover kept pumping in and out of his body and he lost himself in pleasure, too, feeling a strange growing pressure that he knew would end in an orgasmic explosion.
He audience was watching the spectacle intensely. Their eyes focused on the limbless creature screwing itself, while the big-lipped head moaned like a woman. Louder and louder, until the hall was pierced by a high-pitched scream that sounded of an incomprehensible orgasm. At the same time cum and female fluids erupted from the female vagina, the tentacular organ visible pumping its seed into the shared body. After some moments the scream slowly faded away and the creature stopped its orgasmic spasming. Momentarily satisfied the former boy let himself hang on the chain, lowering his head, exhausted, while the former girl removed her penis from the dripping pussy, covered in a shiny layer of cum.
Suddenly almost the entire audience stood up (that which still could) and applauded, cheering and howling louder than ever before, blown away by the spectacular performance. In the meantime the stagehands calmly removed the transformative machine. When all was done and the spectators slowly sitting back down, a stagehand returned but with a strange hose in his hand, ending in something that looked like a pump. With further ado he simply grabbed the dangling penis of the transformed couple and put it into the pump. He took everybody by surprise, including the creature, all four eyes wide with confusion. At least Ginger stopped to care, however, the moment the device was activated, gently sucking her member. Her eyes rolled up in their sockets with pleasure.
„That's good. Just enjoy it, honey,“ Bella said cheerfully, clearly addressing the pair of eyes on the creature's crotch.
Vailan was still confused, however, what this was meant to be about. He couldn't experience what his girlfriend was feeling, except for the numb tucking and stretching at his crotch. Sure, he was getting aroused by the sight of her being sucked off like this and female fluids were already dripping from his wet pussy. Nevertheless he wanted to know what was going on. He tried to speak but all that came out was a weak, feminine moan. So talking was no longer and option. Luckily Bella noticed the questing expression on his face.
„You see, we have one last trick for the show and your girlfriend's cum is going to be an important ingredient,“ she explained to him, but holding her microphone close enough, so that the audience would hear it, too.
While Vailan was intrigued and curious what would happen next, Ginger didn't really care what her cum was used for. All she cared about was the pump. She was overwhelmed by pleasure as the machine slowly massaged her cock. The entire experience was so new and strange but also incredible exciting. She immediately loved being a male. If she had known how great a penis felt before, she would have gotten one earlier. She could also feel Vailan's arousal in form of the hot juices flowing down the backside of her balls, his excitement further arousing her.
Of course it didn't take long for Ginger to cum, regarding the extreme arousal caused by the transformation and the newness of these sensations. The former girl was bathing in pure bliss while she was shooting large amounts of her seed into the tube which then was sucked behind the stage. Meanwhile Vailan unfortunately had to do without an orgasm. He was slowing getting frustrated since he couldn't do anything about his own arousal.
After there was nothing left in Ginger's balls to be sucked out, the stagehand carefully removed the pump from her tentacular cock. She was dizzy from the experience and her manhood hanging flaccidly, almost reaching the ground.
„You see, people. For our last and final performance we had a special mixture prepared that needs our lovely volunteer's cum to unfold its true potential. Now it will have effects similar to the seed of cute little Celine over there,“ she said pointing to the bird-like creature near the exit with her penis-tentacle.
„Where is this serum now? Why the tube? Well....you see its in the fire sprinkler system. Several gallons of it. And we are about to release it....NOW!“
Before people realized what was about to happen, the sprinkler system suddenly went on. Instead of raining down water, however, it was spraying a thick, white substance onto the audience. The reactions of the people were wildly different. Some were just shocked or surprised, others screamed in fear while others still yelled out in joy.
Even though nobody probably listened, Bella began to explain cheerfully: „You see, the contracts you signed indicated that you allow us to transform you if you are willing. However the small print, if you read it, explained that by visiting the show you already consider yourself willing for the possibility to be transformed. And since the team and me are convinced that you will enjoy the life as a transformee, we decided to let the show end with a big bang.“
And a big bang it was. The audience had fallen into chaos. Every single person started to transform, men and women alike, even some of the people that already got transformed during the show. Luckily children hadn't been allowed to enter.
This moment a lot of lives took a very sudden change.
Sheron Naindir visited the show only because she had bought the tickets for her husband Martin as a birthday present. He was a big fan of such stuff, often watching related shows in TV and reading TF-related magazines. They had even made a trip to the city of Frey two years ago in order to visit its famous zoo. He always proclaimed that it was an artistic interest but she had already caught him masturbating to such stuff before. Sheron didn't care, however. He was a loving, caring husband and so he could have his fun, especially since he was always a beast in bed after he had seen some of his beloved transformation-material.
She herself was not a fan of it. She could not understand how people could want to change into inhuman monstrosities or how others could be aroused by such creatures, which often were little more than piles of genitals. But she tolerated it. Everybody has his own likes and dislikes, so why judge people. During she show she simply sat back and read a book, only sometimes watching the stage, out of curiosity. Martin on the other hand was staring at the performances with unwavering glee. She smiled when she noticed his joy, happy that he was having fun.
She didn't really observe the last performance that much, her mind already on the way back home. Just a couple from the audience that was turned into some odd, limbless being. She didn't really listen what the bloated moderator was saying, something about their cum being special. Suddenly she heard an odd gasp from the audience. What grabbed her attention was not the gasp itself, as the people watching had often expressed their fascination or surprise like this. No, what made her listen was the edge of fear in these particular sound. Before she could ask Martin about it, she already felt an odd slime hitting her like rain. Someone had activated the sprinkler system but it was not filled with water. How strange.
She looked at her husband and saw shock and fear in his face, but also an odd flash of excitement. She wanted to ask him what was going on. What had she missed? They should leave. Before she could do so, however, a hand grabbed her. She tried to throw it off but it stuck to her like it was glued. She turned around and saw the man who was sitting next to her. She screamed. The man's face looked as if it was melting, deforming and moving like hot wax, far beyond the limits of facial expressions. She wanted to back away but he was still holding her. With pure horror she noticed that his hand was not just resting on her shoulder but actually fused to it. The tissue of her clothes had been eaten away like acid, still dissolving. In fact she could feel all her clothes vanishing where they had been hit by the slimy substance. The melting man was already almost completely naked. Sheron panicked and was about to beat at the man wildly, trying to flee like a cornered animal. The man grabbed her other shoulder then and the fusion began in earnest. The world turned into a whirlpool of flowing flesh. Sheron lost all sense of time and space. She felt her body twisting and turning in impossible ways, some sensations, she took for granted, suddenly disappearing and other, alien ones taking their place. At first she was still terrified, her mind overwhelmed by horror and fear, but soon a gentle warmth invaded her thoughts. It was a nice feeling, soothing and slowly pushing the fear away. She calmed down and noticed arousal coming with the warmth. She tried to resist but her exhausted mind couldn't put up much of a fight. So she tried to enjoy that growing, sexual excitement instead. Eventually she tried to play with her pussy, no longer thinking about the show or the people supposed to sit around her. Her arm didn't react, however. In fact she no longer had arms.
Then Sheron reopened her eyes. She felt dizzy, the overwhelming warmth keeping her warm and aroused. So she didn't feel any horror or panic when she looked at her new body, only mild surprise and curiosity instead. She had neither arms, nor legs. Instead her body was a chubby, limbless blob, pear-shaped and looking exactly like the sac-like body of the couple on the stage. Unlike them, she was fused to her seat, however, skin growing over it like a thin carpet, covering most of the cushion. She could feel some sort of flesh-made roots digging deeply through the seat and into the pipe-system of the building. She could not move them however. Instead the only thing that she could move was the two-meter long penis growing from her crotch. Not only was her general appearance that of the transformed couple hanging from that chain, but she also shared their sexual attributes: A pair of massive, saggy tits, a prehensile penis-tentacle with a suitable pair of balls, so large that they actually hung over the edge of the seat, and a vagina. She could not actually see the latter but feel the wet, swollen organ pulsating with heat.
Like the couple she was not alone in this body, either, but in a different configuration. Next to her head was another, identical one. Both grew from the top of the pear-body on flexible necks and both were equally featureless, only sporting an oversized mouth and two human eyes, like the former boy on the stage. It was the man who had been sitting next to her. They had become one, not sharing thoughts and identities but their body, even the control over their penis-tentacle, as she could feel his own presence in a form, reminding her of another hand holding onto the same rope.
Reflecting on their conjoinment, she realized that she was not really fused to her own seat alone, instead their body was located in between both seats, filling the small gap between them with its own flesh. Luckily there had been no arm rests or otherwise things could have ended rather awkwardly.
She greeted her new body-mate with a quick kiss onto the mouth, purring happily. She knew instinctively that she couldn't talk anymore. It didn't matter. Instead Sheron took a look at Martin, curious how he was doing. He had fused with the woman formerly sitting next to him, having become almost identical to her and her conjoined mate, with only minor differences in height and skin tone. He was reacting to her stare, looking back at her with a broad smile and purr in a strangely feminine voice. There was pure joy in his eyes. She knew that he was thanking her and expressing his love without words.
Sheron smiled back at her husband and carefully guided her prehensile manhood towards him, her body-mate not resisting at all to her taking control at the moment. She was surprised not only at how dexterous the organ was but also how precise, it was like moving her former arms. Gently she caressed the cheek of her husband with the tip of her penis. He responded by turning his head and taking it into his mouth, releasing it so arousingly slowly, like a woman seductively liking on a lollipop. That was all the stimulation Sheron needed. With her body-mate agreeing, she slowly moved her penis down the other creature's body, intentionally bumping one of its nipples, before worming the organ under the heavy scrotum to get towards her husband's female bits. With glee, she penetrated the wet folds, being overwhelmed by a kind of pleasure that was entirely new to her.
Her husband and his own body-mate gasped and began to moan in their wonderful seductive voices, while she couldn't suppress a load moan, either. It was just too wonderful and it got even better, when her husband decided to mirror his wife's doing. And so both new creatures began to fuck each other with their prehensile penises, locked in the most perfect, sexual way.
Finally Sheron understood why people enjoyed this stuff.
Almost all people in the audience fused and transformed like Sheron and Martin, fusing with whoever was next to them into the same kind of two-headed, limbless being, resembling what Ginger and Vailan had become. All of them forever rooted to their seats. No matter who fused with who, almost all ended as hermaphrodites with one set of genitals of each gender, even when two men or two women merged.
There where a few exceptions though. The first category were already transformed spectators, most of the those that had been changed during the show itself. A few were immune to the serum due to the nature of their changes, while others changed in ways sometimes vastly different from the formerly unchanged spectators. The other category were people that simply reacted differently to the serum. Even the best and most refined alchemical substances were rarely 100% perfect, there would always be a few humans reacting differently to them, for whatever reason. Most of these people still became limbless, immobile beings similar to the others, only different in minor details.
Carla, Doudi and Parlow Ghellbron had decided to visit the show as a family. Doudi was the 18 year old daughter of Carla and Parlow and not really as much into transformations as her parents (who weren't transformed themselves but liked to watch them happen). Nevertheless she thought it might be fun.
When the the sprinkler system was activated she began to panic. She had absolutely no desire to be one of those freaks. Quickly she grabbed their shoulder in order to run out with them. But when she tried to move she noticed that she was stuck. Her hands were like glued to her parents who were sitting at either side of her. She had barely realized her situation when her body started to change.
There was a brief, awful moment of stretching, twisting flesh before Doudi landed back in her seat.
Slowly she opened her eyes....although one didn't seem to work. Then she saw what had happened to her and began to scream. Apparently she had fused with her parents, Doudi being in the middle.. They shared a single limbless body now. Their armless torso was just a roundish blob of flesh, fused to the seat in a manner that made her skin crawl. Taking a look around she noticed that basically all the other people looked the same, only that they had two instead of three heads. Well...that and their tits. While all the others had massive, round melons, they had only mere, laughable A-cups with puffy, pink nipples. Doudi realized that it were her breasts, her very own, exactly like they had been just a moment ago on her chest. Otherwise they were similar to the other creatures, also featuring the same impressive penis, which in their case was surrounded by bush of pubic hair, the same brown that the hair of Doudi's mother had once been.
The former girl felt sick. She was so appalled by her new body that she was about to panic again. It was so horrible. Tears were streaming down her face, or what was left of it, her huge lips trembling. Suddenly she noticed soft lips touching her cheeks. She was taking by surprised and needed a moment to realize that her parents' heads were nuzzling her, softly kissing her cheeks and liking away her tears. They were purring softly, unable to speak and clearly trying to sooth her. At first it worked, the gentle touches and calmness of their voices really calming her down. But then her mother surprised her by suddenly pressing her lips onto Doudi's, kissing her in a way that no mother should, especially when she forced her tongue into her daughter's mouth.
The former girl resisted and Carla withdrew when she noticed it, her face showing mild embarrassment but no actual shame at what she had done. Doudi was confused, not really noticing the clear signs of sexual arousal that was slowly overwhelming her parents. Instead she tried to talk to them, make them snap out of it, maybe even somehow make them find a way to undo the changes. But all that came out of her mouth were soft moans and other meaningless sounds. Doudi was about to despair, when her parents gave into their sexual urges again, unable to refrain themselves any longer. She tried to resists them, make them stop, but there was nothing she could really do. Her mother managed to force her mouth back again onto Doudi's, kissing her passionately. The girl's eyes went wide when she felt an object touching the hidden folds of their vagina.
What Doudi didn't know and her parents didn't care about at the moment was, that for a strange twist in their fusion, she had no control over their shared body except for her own head. Sure, aside from their torso, there was only the penis to move, but only Carla and Parlow could do so. Doudi would be at the mercy of her parents for the rest of their new life.
Too aroused to care, or even notice their daughter's obvious reluctance, both parents finally pushed their penis into what had once been Carla's vagina. It was great. The vagina was new and an awesome experience for Parlow, while Carla couldn't resist the power of the cock. They were quickly lost in bliss and started to fuck themselves into a frenzy. Not even Doudi could resist very long. Eventually she gave into the pleasure and began to moan as load as her parents. She willfully gave into their kisses and simply enjoyed the overwhelming pleasure of experiencing sex from both genders' sides.
Maybe this would turn out not to be so bad after all...
Zora was sitting next to her boyfriend when the d-cum began to fall from the ceiling. She had enjoyed the show, although she never had had any intentions to be changed herself. Even though she was shocked at first, she somehow welcome the substance when it hit her skin. She guessed it was because she now was able to embrace a fetish she had always feared to dwell deeper into.
She was a beautiful girl. The dream of many boys: Slender, long legged with perfectly soft skin, large breasts and luscious lips. She didn't stay like that for very long, however. Someone grabbed her from behind and the world fell into a twisting madness of deforming flesh, just before she was plunged into merciful darkness. Once the nauseating experience of transformation was over, the lights didn't go on again, however. Zora was still extremely dizzy and wondered why it was still dark. There was an odd taste in her mouth, which felt really weird, anyway. She could no longer feel her body and feared that she might have become blind.
It took some fearful moments but luckily light returned, revealing a very odd sight. At first she noticed a large object moving upwards that had been blocking the light, like a massive rock blocking the entrance to a cave. The object looked like two large spheres in a loose, organic sack, being lifted by the head and neck of a flesh-colored snake. With mild shock Zora realized what she was seeing, a heavy scrotum being lifted by a serpentine kind of penis. She was somehow between someone's legs. She knew that she should be horrified but the feeling was muted by whatever the transformation had done to her mind. The thought still disturbed her, however. So had she fused with this person? Had she become his or her vagina? She had once seen such a transformation on TV.
Her assumption was quickly disproven, though, when she felt a clear fluid running down her face. It was warm. Looking upwards to the source of this substance, she saw the large, quivering folds of a vagina. So that was not what she has become. But what then? She was still surprised how instead of fear and terror, she only felt curiosity and mild disappointment.
It would take her some moments to realize that she had become an anus. The creature that she was attached to had once been the couple sitting behind her. It looked basically identical to the other transformed spectators, except for the anus. The others had none. There was no need for one, due to the roots that would provide them with nutrients. This creature was one of the very few exceptions, only four in total, that had one. As a result its lower body was raised slightly upwards, so that there was space enough between its vagina and the seat. Zora herself was nothing more than a thick, swollen anus and two human eyes slightly above it. She would spend the rest of her life in darkness, except for the many occasions when the heavy balls would be lifted up.
At the moment she was not caring about that, however. Out of curiosity the two-headed creature had chosen its lower opening to fuck and so Zora was left in total, mind blowing pleasure. She had no access to the body's other joy-departments, only feeling her own anus-body. Penis, vagina and everything else were not existing for her. As a result she would never have an orgasm again. She would quickly start to prefer this situation, however, as her anus-body was so sensitive that just touching it felt already orgasmic.
Celine couldn't resist the idea of changing a little further. Seeing the entire audience change made her incredibly horny, her penis hard and leaking pre-cum.
Eventually she jumped up from her perch and flew right into the transformative rain. It performed its magic rather quickly. Celine saw her wings lose their feathers while the bones fused and stiffened. New spike-like bones grew below the skin, stretching it wide. In the end Celine had two large fins, similar to those of a fish, a flying fish maybe. For some reason she could really fly with them as if they were true wings.
Her body changed even more, however. Her breasts disappeared, so did her vagina. At the same time her anus changed and elongated. Quickly it turned into a perfect copy of her penis, including a pair of balls which were now rubbing her original scrotum. It felt nice. Despite getting more and more horny, Celine noticed that her penises suddenly got flaccid. They were swaying gently behind her like flags in the wind.
She doubted they would ever get hard again and it worried her a little but the transformation was still not over.
Celine underwent some last, minor changes. Her torso reformed so that it was now more cylindrical, while her eye lids adjusted to become identical twins of each other. In the end her body's former front and back looked perfectly identical. It was a bizarre little twist and Celine noticed that her eyesight could adjust when she turned around, as if her eyeball could rotate 180 degrees to the side. So there was no front or back to her body anymore.
With the last changes complete, Celine finally came although her penises were still flaccid. And she didn't stop to cum. Her dicks were shooting out a constant stream of white semen. It felt so incredible intense. Celine was overwhelmed for some moments. When she came back to her senses the bliss didn't stop, however. She realized that she would have a never ending orgasm for the rest of her life. Her mana-driven body would simply never stop producing cum at high speed. For some reasons she also knew that her semen would be highly transformative forever now. Her previous transformation combined with the effects of the serum from the sprinkler system had made sure of it.
Happily she left the hall. She couldn't wait to see the effects of her body fluids. She was in such a hurry to leave the building that she didn't even noticed the two girls behind the snack-bar which were hit by Celine's stream of cum, trailing behind her.
Both girls were students, just working in the theater as a part-time job. It would become a full-time job now. In a short burst of wild transformation both girls fused together and fell heavily to the wall next to the counter. There their warping body took roots. Literal roots. Unseen the fleshy tendrils forced their way through the wall and the space behind them to the nearest pipes which supplied the building with water.
A few moments later both girls regained consciousness and took a look at their new form. Although Celine had no control over what changes her cum would cause, the white substance seemed to have a mind of its own. It had turned the former employees into a living vending machine. Its body was a large hemisphere, about a meter in diameter, which clung to the wall in chest height. Invisible to the world a vast network of fleshy roots behind the wall kept them firmly at their place.
On the upper half of this round body were three weird looking breasts. They were oddly spherical, almost cartoonish, like a breast-expansion gone wrong. On top of each strangely solid tit was a massive nipple the size of a thumb. They were erect and would stay so forever. On the lower half of the body was only a single vagina. Aside from being bald there was nothing unusual about it. A little further below their shared genitals were two long tentacles. Each of them ended in a single, confused looking eye.
They didn't know yet that Celine's cum had produced a transformation no less complex and carefully crafted than those of the Freyan people. Their body was made to produce a never ending supply of drinks. Two kinds of drinks. Their breasts were already full with a thick, creamy milk. Later guests will experience its sweet flavor. Their vagina or rather their modified bladder would soon produce a lemonade-like substance. Due to complex changes to their inner organs their „pee“ would come out cold and fizzy. The first guests would be wary and unsure about it but then find out that it truly was a sweet-tasting soft drink after all, chemically and flavor-wise having nothing to do with what their bladders had once produced.
Both former girls would later become rather popular although they wouldn't be allowed to have sex until the theater closes. A willing employee would help out. At the moment they didn't care. They were incredibly horny. So they made use of their long, flexible necks to play with their boobs and pussy.
Dolly wondered what had just happened here. She was one of the theater’s employees. Like the new „vending machine“ in the lounge, she was a student doing this as a part-time job. At the moment she was in the men's restroom, doing her hourly check. Unfortunately someone had left a huge mess at the urinals, everything was full of piss, the wall, the floor, everything. It was as if someone had played around with a garden hose or tried to hit one urinal with a dozen dicks at once. Regarding the current show, the latter idea was not as impossible as it sounded, Dolly thought. She was cursing inwardly that she had been the one to be on duty this night, still mopping away the remaining stains.
There were some muffled sounds coming from one of the cabins behind her. Either someone was having a serious constipation or doing something, she actually didn't want to know what it was. She was too angry to feel embarrassed about it, however. If someone was jerking off in there, so be it. She just wanted to get done with this and leave the stinky restroom again.
Unfortunately for her, that would not happen. Suddenly something flew through the half-open door, darting through the room and out of the open window. It was so fast, that she had no chance to get a proper glimpse at it. Instead she was hit by something wet while it passed her. Curiously she looked at what had hit her. It was a slimy, thick, white substance. „Oh, great. Just what I needed,“ was her first thought. Then she exploded.
Her body expanded and warped in seconds, her shredded clothes thrown all around the room. The moving mass fell towards the wall, hitting one of the urinals. It covered the object and dissolved it, while digging tendrils deep into the wall and pipe-system beneath. Just a few moments later the destroyed urinal had been replaced by a new one. Literary.
Dolly's new body looked for all the world like an urinal made of flesh, the previous one actually having been converted into her new skeleton. The bowl was ringed by the pink lips of a woman, stretched and blown up that they looked almost cartoonish. Inside the wide open mouth was even a large, thick tongue that was curiously exploring the swollen lips. The former girl's new mouth was forced permanently into the O-shape of the urinal, lacking any true jaws or actual muscles to move. Directly above it were two human eyes, only half open and unfocused, since Dolly was still dizzy from the transformation. The only other features the living urinal possessed were two medium sized breasts hanging from below its body and a set of male genitalia right between them. Her new penis was rather small, about three inches long at the moment and probably little more than four when erect.
When Dolly came to her senses again, the only thing that she saw where a row of toilet stalls in front of her. She felt the cold wall at her back and had an odd taste in her mouth. She felt incredibly stiff, while her limbs where so numb that she couldn't actually feel their presence at all. She was a mess. The girl only remembered that something had darted through the room and hit her with something that had looked suspiciously like cum. Had something else flown into the room and hit her head? It was so odd but somehow she didn't care. She couldn't move her limbs, she couldn't move her mouth. All she could do was move her eyes. It didn't take long for her to realize what she had become but despite knowing that she should be scared, she didn't care. In fact somehow her fate actually aroused her, causing her new penis to get slowly erect, the feeling of her titflesh pressing against it turning her on even more. Unable to see her new organ, it had taken her a few moments to make sense of the odd, unknown sensation. Pre-cum was dropping to the floor, she had just so carefully cleaned moments ago. After the show, when her fate became apparent, the theater would make sure that her penis was always inside a condom during the day, to keep the floor clean and to keep her from ejaculating onto the trousers of a guest.
She so wished that she could somehow jerk herself off, making use of that wonderful new organ, that kept her so painfully aroused. But there was no way to do so with no limbs and a tongue too short to reach her member. She was at the mercy of whoever would enter the room next. Somehow this delightful torture of denied relief and utter helplessness just stimulated her even more, driving her crazy. In addition she was getting incredibly thirsty, too.
„What was that?“ Dexter asked after he had heard that odd, stretching sound which reminded him of the sound the transformations in the show had made. The sound of warping flesh.
„Hm'o i'ea,“ his girlfriend replied, muffled by his penis that was still buried in her anus which also served as her mouth.
After her transformation during the show Millni had asked her boyfriend to get her to the restroom because she had to pee. In his confusion after the initial shock of seeing his lover change into a limbless, shemale creature with a dozen cocks, he had simply gone into the men's restroom and held her in front of a single urinal. Neither of them thinking this through, the result had been catastrophic. Without having hands to control her many members, Millni's penises had simply peed into a wide arc that left the wall and at least four urinals covered in piss and a large puddle on the ground.
Instead of cleaning up, Dexter suddenly had had a better idea. Maybe there were strong aphrodisiacs in Millni's urine, so that even the smell could affect him, or the reality of her changes had awakened deep, hidden desires within him, but after they had laughed at their fault, he had gotten strangely aroused. For a moment the growing bulge in his pants had taken control over his body and before he realized what he was doing, he was already in one of the stalls with Millni, carefully positioning her above his naked penis. The sex had been awesome, intense and hot, even though his girlfriend could hardly interact. Dexter was basically using her like a fleshlight. Nevertheless her tight, muscular hole of an anus felt wonderful and the pre-cum dripping onto his belly from her many cocks, somehow drove him even on, instead of turning him off. Their mutual orgasm had been explosive, Dexter shooting into his girlfriend's belly and she cumming all over him and the stall itself.
Now that both had calmed down, Dexter tried to clean himself and the stall as much as he could with toilet paper, as well as Millni who was leaking his own fluids from her still pulsing asshole. Once he judged the remaining stains too resilient, they left the stall, only to find an odd flesh-made urinal that looked like a comically deformed face. Regarding what was going on in the show, he didn't question what he saw and simply left the restroom with Millni in his arms.
The real shock came, when both saw what was going on in the theater. A thick, slimy substance was raining from the sprinkler system. Its true nature was obvious by the way the people in the hall were fusing and changing into limbless creatures. For minutes both just stood at the entrance, watching the mass transformation.
„Um, I'd say we just stay here outside,“ Millni said, breaking the silence between them. Dexter was actually surprised.
“You do not want to get further changed in there?” He realized that it sounded like a sarcastic quip but he was actually quite serious. After Millni's unexpected decision earlier to swallow the transformative cum of that bird-thing, he almost expected her to actually go for another round if possible.
“I think I am quite happy as I am,” his girlfriend stammered , accompanied by some odd farting noises, that he took as a form of stuttering. Her eye was wide in shock.
Dexter was actually amused that his girlfriend had reached her limit, despite being little more than a multi-dicked blob already. He began smile despite himself and pressed her a little closer to his body, as both watched the chaos in the hall with a mixture of awe and horror.
Just after a few minutes the sprinkler system stopped. Where once the halls had been filled with human spectators, there was not a colony of immobile creatures that were kissing, sucking and fucking each other. It was the largest orgy imaginable and it would last forever.
Sandra and Fran, the birthday girl and her friend who had been made into giant, beefy males with short cockheads and balls on their chests, stood out from the mass of creatures like no other. Luckily they had fused together and with nobody else. Due to the configuration of their bodies, they had become just one giant penis. Somehow the serum had caused their systems to overload with testosterone in a way that instead of gaining tentacular penises or two penis-heads, they fused fully and completely, their shared body being nothing but a seven feet long cock and two beachball sized balls resting on the ground in front of their seats.
They had no limbs, no tentacles, no vagina, not even an anus. They still had two separate minds, however, although nobody would ever find out about that. Unlike many similar types of transformees, even if rare, they could not mentally communicate, although they could at least feel each others presence. They could not communicate with the outside world, either. They had no facial features or limbs and their penile body was made to stay hard and erect forever, even when they were not aroused. Despite being able to see and hear like a Freyan woman, they were basically imprisoned inside their new shared body. None of them minded, however. Their body was so incredibly sensitive that the subtle breeze from the ventilation system made them horny and leak gallons of pre-cum. Already some of the nearby creatures were gently stroking them with their penis-tentacles, jerking them off. At first Sandra lamented the lack of an anus or vagina to have fucked but then a tentacle slipped inside their shared urethra and both former girls had a sudden, explosive orgasm, shooting massive amounts of cum into the neighboring seats, covering them in a thick layer of the white substance. Just the sight of this glorious ejaculation made some of the other creatures cum themselves.
Gina and Ahmina, the two students, who had become small, turtle-like beings made from two short-legged (or rather non-legged) abdomens and a single tit on each one's back, had reacted to the serum in the most extreme way. Instead of fusing with each other or someone else, they had basically melted away and fused with their seats. All that was left of each of them was a carpet of skin on each seat, a single breasts, vagina, anus and penis sticking out of it at random positions, like icecubes in a puddle of water. Their flesh was pulsating, however, and slowly growing outwards, like sped-up moss. After a minute both flesh-carpets met and fused together immediately. A few minutes later they had expanded down their seats and were touching the ground, small bumps appeared on the free areas on the freshly grown skin, that slowly developed into new breasts and a single penis.
Both girls had become a form of flesh-made moss. Most of their body now was little more than an inch thick layer of flesh and skin that was rooted to whatever surface it grew on, thin tendrils digging deep and expanding. Unseen by everybody, their new „body“ dug and etched small cavities into the ground and furniture in order to make space for their organs, specially those required by their genitals, e.g. prostate glands for their penises, the birth canal and womb of their (infertile) female bits and a complex network of guts connecting all their anuses. It would take about a year until they stopped growing and reach their final size, covering the entire ground of the grandstand and the seats. Even the space between the other creatures would be filled with the former students' bodymass, sprouting genitals randomly, their flesh actually fused to the bases of the other beings, although there was no sharing of sensations or such. They would provide a lot of distraction for the other former audience members, however, their vaginas and anuses frequently used by horny penis-tentacles while the creatures would use the very same tentacles to squeeze the many, sensitive breasts and jerk the sprouting penises off. While their skin was still smooth right after the transformation, they would later start to grow dark, brown curls around their vaginas and penises, and later evolve to dense pubic bushes. Those would continue to spread, however, and short time after reaching their final size, all of their flesh would be covered by dense, dark hair, except for their breasts and the surface of their penises, of course, making them a true carpet. While the other creatures were not affected by this carpet of hair, as they were still separate entities.
The minds of Gina and Ahmina were still inside the flesh-carpet, although they would later on simplify, reduced to the receiving of pleasure from their many sexual organs. Happy and content, they'd simply enjoy the non-stop pleasure, as there would always be some of their bodyparts that were used by the many sexual creatures in the halls.
„Wonderful, don't you agree?“ Bella said towards Vailan and Ginger, pointing towards the transformed Audience with her penis-tail. All four eyes of the creature were focused on the spectacle, their arousal obvious by how deeply the prehensile penis was buried in the creature's vagina. The fly-like moderator smiled inwardly as she saw this.
„Unfortunately you won't stay here,“ she continued. Neither of them seemed to listen, however, their eyes still focused on the clam-like spectators, fucking each other in a massive but oddly static orgy. „Ahem...I said 'unfortunately you won't stay here',“ she repeated. Still no reaction. Slightly annoyed Bella flew over to their backside. There she grabbed their lower back and quickly pushed her own penis-tail into the empty asshole of the couple. Suddenly the former boy gasped aloud and a gush of cum erupted from his vagina. The sudden penetration had caused both lovers to cum. Surprised Vailan turned his head around, looking at the unexpected intruder.
Now that she had their attention, Bella repeated herself a third time. „We made a deal with the Pleasure Pit club in Old Ondora. The largest sex club in town, with a glorious reputation. You will be hung down from a chain in the central hall of the club, as a piece of decoration and actual attraction. The guests will be able to play with you whenever they want, so you will get a lot of attention. I am sure you will love it. They already have a few permanently installed transformees there and they are all very happy.“
The news made Ginger cum suddenly, shooting an even larger load than before, despite having had an ejaculation just a few moments ago. Bella chuckled at this, so did Vailan. He could understand his girlfriend's reaction, though. Just the idea of being the central attraction of a place where hundreds of strangers would use them as a sextoy, turned both of them extremely on. Before they could think any further about it, they were already lowered down, while two stagehands appeared. They grabbed the fused couple with strong hands and carefully removed the ring they were fused to from the chain.
„Many thanks for all your help. You did a wonderful job and I hope you will love your new job,“ Bella said to them cheerfully, waving her penis-tentacle like a hand when both of them were taken off the stage in order to be immediately brought to the Pleasure Pit. Once they were out of sight, she flew down the stage.
„Now its my time,“ she thought. The sprinkler system had stopped but there were still large enough puddles of the substance to do the job. It had always been her intention to join the audience. She was the moderator, so she should share their fate. She almost felt as if that was her duty, although she actually enjoyed the idea of staying in the theater, becoming the prime host here. Thus she directly aimed for the largest puddle of goo near the stage and landed in it, wallowing in it a little and going back into the air before the substance could take effect. Bella knew that she had little time and thus raced straight towards the ceiling above the stage, hitting one of the largest scaffold beams. She hit it with her back which immediately stuck to it. She could feel her flesh digging into the metal, fusing with it and spreading along the construction, until it would meet the ground. She would be more impossible to remove from here than any of the other transformees when this was over. With her flesh fused to the beam, her wings fell off. She regretted the loss of flight. She had enjoyed the ability, even if it had been for only this night.
Then her body suddenly fell down. For a second she wondered if the fusion had been undone but quickly realized that her flesh was simply expanding, her round body connected to the scaffold by a long string of skin, dangling from it like a bungee-jumper from his rope. Currently she was hanging about a meter above the stage. She instinctively knew, however, that she could contract her flesh to lift herself up. Quite a useful ability in case she would moderate a show again or interview someone. Bella expected further changes but none occurred. Apparently the substance had lost some of its intensity already. She didn't mind, however, as her body was already extreme enough. She didn't need more. All she wanted was to become a part of the theater and that's what she got.
Happy and content with her new life, the bizarre moderator enjoyed the bizarre orgy in front of her, allowing her own arousal to overtake her. She moved her penis-tail around and began to fuck her own face.
The events at the end of „Change your Life“ had an even bigger aftermath than anybody would have expected. It was later to be known as one of the largest and most controversial man-made mass-transformation events of the century. The surprise was big and even weeks later everybody talked about it. On one side where countless fans and TF-enthusiasts that were simply thrilled by the show and its final moments. In fact many demanded a second show to be made, actually volunteering to be changed, themselves. On the other side was an equally large group of people that were horrified, shocked by the way the producers had used a tricky contract to transform all those people in the audience, not matter if they wanted to or not. Aside from the critique and even threats against the studio, there were also many activists and politicians who demanded stricter rules for the use of transformative substances in TV and details of declarations of consent. So or so the studio had gotten the attention it wanted, be it good or bad.
The transformees within the theater didn't care. While Gina and Ahmina underwent their maturation in a hairy flesh-carpet, the former audience enjoyed their new lives in a never ending orgy with no distractions from the sex. They were happy, be it TF-induced or not. They didn't care about the simultaneous outrage and praise. They fucked each other and loved it.
A years later, when the commotions had calmed down and the show faded from public memory, the Chimcham Theater was used again to host shows. Due to its nature it was only used for TF-related shows, although nobody dared to do anything like „Change your Life“ again so far. The theater became rather popular, very quickly, once people could visit it again. People would sit on the soft bulge of the former spectators, only allowed to enter barefoot in order not to hurt the carpet. Bella would always be the moderator or co-moderator, since she was the most obvious choice (and would interrupt all the time otherwise). The people who came to the theater didn't mind the curious penises exploring their bodies all the time. In fact many loved the attention of the horny „furniture“. So it was no surprise that the hall would eventually be used for sex-parties, too. The immobile creatures became very popular and in exchange they loved the variety of sexual partners.
Everybody was happy, everybody was glad. Despite the outrage and protests, the show had turned out to be a big success after all. It was only a matter of time until there would be another Greatest Show.