The Chair
by Fazle ( fazle@emailnerd.com )
Written
Monday November 17, 2001
Category
Transformation, Preteen, Growth
Summary
A young girl stumbles upon a magical chair that her father has
kept hidden in the basement. She is then transformed into a
beautiful woman craving sex.
Disclaimer
If you are easily offended or under the age of eighteen then please
do not read what follows. Everyone and everything in this story is
fiction. None of the characters are based on anyone living or dead.
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"Daddy, why do I always have to stay at Patrick's house when
you go to work on the weekends?" I complained.
"Samantha, you are only 12, you know I can't leave you alone here,
besides you go there every weekend and we have this argument every
time. Why do you make it so difficult?" Daddy asked.
"But Daaaaaaaaaaad, next month I'll be a teenager!! I think I'm old
enough to stay home alone!" I whined.
"Don't argue with me young lady. Now grab your things and lets go"
He said with anger in his voice.
Daddy was angry and very serious so I did as I was told. On the
way to his friend Patrick's house my mind wondered to what it would be
like to be able to stay home alone for an entire weekend. Daddy never
let me stay in the house alone. Not even for a minute. If he wasn't
there, neither was I. It's been like this for over a year now so
I was used to it, but still didn't like it. What was even odder though
was that I wasn't allowed in the basement. Daddy kept it locked up and
hid the key where I couldn't find it.
"Wake up honey we're here" Daddy said while shaking me awake.
"Uuhhhhh" I yawned. "I love you Daddy! I'll see you Sunday night"
"Bye Pumpkin. Behave!" Daddy said.
"I will! Bye Dad" I said as I waved goodbye.
He drove off as I knocked on the front door. Patrick opened it
and smiled when he saw me. Patrick was an old war buddy of my Dad's.
He was real nice and surprisingly lived alone.
"Hey Sammy, I see your dad just dropped you off as usual eh? I wish
for once he'd actually come in and say hello." Patrick told me.
"Yeah well you know how Dad is. Always in a rush to get to work. I
wonder why he likes his job so much. It seems he gets there earlier
and earlier every week." I commented.
"Well I'm lucky to be retired so I don't have that problem. Why don't
we go inside?" Patrick suggested
As I grabbed my bag I realized something was missing.
"Oh No!!" I yelled. "I forgot my medicine at home!!" I panicked.
"That's odd" Patrick said. "You've never forgotten it before. I guess
we better go pick it up from your house. I have that spare key your
father gave me in case of an emergency like this."
We got into Patrick's jeep and headed back to my house. When we got
there I told Patrick to wait in the car and I'd be right back. He had
no clue that I purposely forgot my medicine. I had the house keys and
on those house keys was a skeleton key that could unlock every room in
the house, even the basement! I HAD to find out what was down there.
I walked up to the front door and unlocked it. I quietly walked
through the living room and then through the kitchen. I felt so silly
for sneaking in my own house when I knew noone was home but I knew
I was doing something wrong so I couldn't help myself. Finally I
arrived at the basement door. I carefully placed the key in the lock
and twisted. I was so excited to hear the click of it unlocking! I
would finally know what Daddy's been hiding from me for over a year.
Nothing would prepare me for what I found.
The basement was very spooky. It was pitch black and I couldn't find
a light switch. I slowly walked down the stairs and when I got to the
bottom I found a switch. I flipped it and the lights came on.
I was in a small room that looked like it came out of a bad star trek
film. There were machines all over the wall and an odd chair in the
middle of the floor. There was a big switch on one of the machines so
I decided to flip it on. When I did there was a loud hum as all these
little dancing lights flashed on the machines. The hum was coming from
the chair in the middle of the room. Something about the chair was
pulling me closer to it. Something was telling me to sit in it. I
had no control over my body as I slowly sat down in the chair.
When my butt hit the cold metal a slow rhythmic pulse began flowing
through my body. Every inch of me began to tingle especially the area
between my legs. I felt as if someone was shocking me but it felt very
good. Within a few seconds the tingling became much stronger and I
was feeling something I never felt before. My whole body was quivering
and I felt something building up inside me. Finally my body felt like it
exploded and I let out screams of pleasure. At that moment I could feel
something different. Something felt like it was pulling me apart. I
paniced and tried to get out of the chair but something was holding me
down. Then I felt the oddest sensations I've ever felt.
My chest felt like it was on fire. Then as I looked down I saw these
lumps growing out of it. I've never developed anything close to breasts
yet but these definitely looked like breasts. I watched in astonishment
as they grew and began to get that wierd feeling between my legs again.
Everytime they grew bigger the feeling grew bigger also. I knew I would
explode again very soon. When they began to rip through the top of my
dress I let go and drifted into a dreamlike state. I then felt the
burning all over my body. My hips and butt began to grow till they ripped
through the remainder of my dress and filled the chair. My legs began
to grow longer and touched the ground. I felt my face stretch and move
around as if it were changing too. I looked down at the dress that now
laid on the floor and felt a tickling between my legs. I couldn't help
but giggle and as I looked down I saw a red patch of hair sprout from
between my legs.
Finally the machine quit buzzing and let me go. I fell to the floor.
When I regained my strength I got scared that Patrick would come looking
for me. It felt like I was in there for hours. But when I looked at my
watch I noticed it had only been 5 minutes. How was that possible?
I felt so odd. I tried to get up but fell down again. I wasn't used
to the weight on my chest. It threw me off balance. When I fell, it was
like falling on a pillow. I reached around and felt my butt. It was HUGE.
And it felt so good when I rubbed it. I had to go look at myself in a
mirror to see what happened to me. When I stood up again I held onto the
chair and regained my balance. I slowly walked back to the stairs and with
the help of the handrail I managed to get myself back up to the top.
I locked the basement door just as it had been and slowly walked up to
my room. There was a full length mirror in there so I could see just what
changes the chair had made to me. When I turned on the lights and looked
at my reflection in the mirror I nearly passed out. I had absolutely no
resemblence to my former 12 year old self. I had become a fully mature,
fully developed woman. My breasts were huge, my hips were wide, my legs
were long and smooth. I looked like a super model. I couldn't take my
eyes off of my face and hair. It was amazing how different I looked. My
hair was long and curly. It was always so straight and now it was so
beautifully curly. It was still red but a much more vibrant red then before.
I noticed I still had a few freckles on my face and shoulders but there
weren't nearly as many as before. My eyes slowly gazed down at the patch
between my legs. Something seemed to pull my hand towards the patch and
as I touched it my legs gave way and I collapsed to the floor. I've never
felt anything like it before. It was pure pleasure.
I laid there just touching it for a few minutes. Dad told me never to
touch there unless I was wiping it after using the potty. If I would've
known it felt this good I would've ignored him a long time ago. I began
to rub it and waves of pleasure began to sweep over me. My other hand
instinctively moved to my breasts and I gasped as I squeezed them. I felt
the feelings building up again and I knew it wasn't long before I'd explode
once more.
My mind began to drift away as I felt fireworks all over my body. Then
an electric shock seemed to zap me and I felt my mind getting cloudy.
Visions of wonderful nude men began flashing in my head and I wanted so bad
to have one of them inside of me. I began to sweat as the thoughts became
more and more realistic. I felt myself drifting away and felt something
new drifting in. I was as if something or someone was possessing my mind,
filling it with all sorts of sexy things. I couldn't hold on to myself
any longer and finally let go. All of the sudden everything seemed to change
and I woke up out of my vision.
When I opened my eyes I gave myself a big smile in the mirror. My mind was
now filled with thoughts of sex and men and big fat cocks. I giggled at the
thought of having a man shove his long dick up inside me. As I began to get up
I heard my door open. There was Patrick looking straight at my sexy body.
I gave him a smile as I got up and walked over to the bed. I laid in it
and patted down in front of me, motioning him to come lay down too. His eyes
were filled with lust as he came closer.
"Sammy...... Sammy is that you???" He asked.
"Come now Patrick, why don't you join me in bed" I purred as I pulled
him onto the bed. I was amazed at how sexy my voice sounded
He didn't seem to object as my hands went into his pants. I began kissing
him intensely. The feelings were so amazing. I've never kissed anyone before
but somehow it was coming so natural to me. When I found what I was looking
for in his pants my mouth began to water with lust. I had to have it in me,
and I had to have it right then. I ripped his clothes off and begged him to
put it in me. He was too far gone and didn't object. He happily plunged his
manhood into my hot wet pussy.
I felt like I was on fire again. It felt so good that I screamed in
pleasure. I laid there moving my body with his moaning every time he pushed
it in me. It didn't take long for the feelings to build up. And I now knew
what it was that I was having when they exploded. They were orgasms and I
felt the biggest one building up inside of me. Then Patrick thrusted as deep
as he could and I felt him hit something inside of me that triggered my entire
body to shake.
"OH MY GOD!! OH MY GOD!! I FEEL LIKE I'M ABOUT TO EXPLODE!!" I yelled at the
top of my lungs.
Then as I orgasmed I felt this warm feeling all up inside me which threw me
even furthur into my orgasm. I dug my fingernails in his back as I felt him
continue to push this warm liquid inside of me. I never thought he would stop
and I just laid there panting and moaning and screaming with pleasure.
Finally he stopped and we both passed out in the bed.
When I awoke, he was still hard inside of me. But it felt different.
It didn't feel nearly as good as the night before. In fact it kind of hurt.
I looked down and realized I had changed back to my 12 year old self. I
could remember everything about the night before and felt so ashamed. I was
so scared that Patrick would wake up and freak out realizing he just had sex
with a 12 year old girl in a woman's body. I tried to quietly sneak out of
bed and pulled his dick out of me. There was a loud pop when it came out and
I grunted in pain.
"Where do you think you're going lover?" Patrick asked me.
I didn't reply to him. I knew my childlike 12 year old voice would give
away that I had turned back into a girl.
"What's wrong Sammy?" he asked as he opened his eyes.
I thought he would start screaming when he saw me but he only smiled as he
looked into my eyes. I was confused. I wanted to know why he wasn't freaking
out.
"What happened last night?" I asked him, hoping to act as if I didn't know.
"Don't play dumb. You know exactly what happened. You went where you weren't
supposed to. You sat in your dad's special chair. Didn't you?" he accused.
I didn't know what to say. How did he know about the chair? If he knew
about it why did he give me the keys? Did he know what I was going to do?
My face gave away my confusion and he started to speak again.
"I guess I should explain, Sammy. Back in the war, me and your dad were
working on a special project. It was the chair that is now in your basement.
We were going to use it to transform female soldiers into sexy women who would
infiltrate the enemy base and seduce the soldiers. The women would be
irristable because in the process of transformation they developed a natural
pheremone. A perfume so to speak that would make men beg just to touch the
women. In the process of seducing the enemy, they would release a virus
in the enemy camp that would kill them all off. The project had a lot of
promise but our funds were terminated when we realized the women would lose
their sense of self and become very horny sex slaves so to speak. Also the
effects only lasted a few days so if it was a project that would take longer
than a couple of days, the chair was useless." He explained.
"So how did it end up in the basement?" I asked in a confused voice.
"Well until a little over a year ago, the chair was locked up in a high
security government facility. Last year they were going to demolish the
building and everything inside of it so me and your dad 'rescued' the chair
without anyone knowing about it. To the government the chair is now gone.
They think it was crushed in the rubble with the other failed experiments."
"But why would Dad want it?" I asked even more confused, and a little scared.
"Well your dad saw it as an opportunity. Ever since your mother passed away
he's been alone. And you know how your dad is. I'm surprised your mother
could put up with him. So he figured he'd use the chair to find someone to
fill the emptiness in his heart. But it became an addiction for him. He quit
his regular job and began using the chair every weekend making money off of
body."
"You mean women pay him for sex?!?" I felt sick in my stomach.
"I'm afraid so..." Patrick looked equally sick.
"Well that explains a lot... Especially why I wasn't allowed down there. He
probably knew something like this would happen." I giggled. "But I'm just
glad it happened here in my room with someone I really enjoy being with
then on a street corner with some stranger."
Patrick smiled at my comment.
"So why didn't you freak out when you saw that you were inside of a 12 year
old girl???" I asked him.
"Well last night I couldn't help myself. You drew me in with your pheremones.
I didn't know you'd wakeup in your old body though. It surprised me but I
didn't want to scare you. I guess since you're so young the effects were less
temporary. I actually thought it was nice to be inside of you this morning."
He stated as I lay there still naked.
"Well it kind of hurt this morning. But God it felt good last night. I'd love
to do it again with you." I giggled.
"Maybe next weekend." He winked at me. "But for now we have to clean everything
so your father doesn't find out. If he did he'd kill me!"
He made sense. So we got rid of all the "evidence"... The ripped up dress,
the cum stained sheets, and I finally put on some clothes. We were walking out
the door when I realized I still didn't get my medicine so I grabbed the keys and
ran back inside. About 10 minutes later I came out as the woman I was the night
before wearing nothing but my daddy's bathrobe. His eyes widened as he followed
me mindlessly to the car. We got in and headed back to his place. He couldn't
keep his eyes (or his hands) off me the entire ride there.
I knew I only had one night in this body, so I knew I wasn't going to
fall asleep again. This time I'd make it last all night long.
*** To Be Continued ***
END
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Did you like this story? Would you like to see the continuation of it? Let me
know by emailing me and give me some feedback. - fazle@emailnerd.com