Art done by  -hornbuckle-

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It was late one Halloween night, children have come and gone with pails full of sweets and others out and about for an party that’d last till the dawn; however things were quiet for one man who just wanted some rest, his name was Dylan and partying was the last thing on his mind.

To him it was just another day, the odd kid here and there asking for candy but his street wasn’t the busiest due to the old laboratory down the road, most kids and even adults tended to stay away from there because of how creepy the abandoned building looked; which was fine by him because he liked the quiet, every now and then some brave (or stupid) teens go on dares to step inside but most chickened out, tonight would be different.

Somehow this year someone managed to restore power to the place, he could see various coils sending out bolts in all directions and it was clear malfunctions were present, whoever turned on the power must have fled already or worse got electrocuted inside; with no safe guards anywhere he figured it’d probably be best to get back inside and wait for the power company to kill the power, why things were still hooked up he didn’t know but he wasn’t going to wait until one of those bolts came flying his way.

Unfortunately he decided to wait too long and his worst fears came to life, there was a sudden surge and a strange bolt of electricity came flying out a broken window towards him, with no time to react it hit him and sent him flying to the ground coursing through his body quickly and then suddenly stopped; aside from minor pains from hitting the ground he seemed ok and quickly got up and back into the house, his phone was unlucky however as the surge had seemed to fry the battery from overloading it, and he didn’t have a landline set up so his only means of contacting the hospital was dead in the water.

Something felt off though, he seemed to be ok but it was like his skin was crawling, a look at his skin showed some of it turning different shades of green and what appeared to be staples appearing at each different shade, as if they were different body parts...

He then noticed that his one hand looked rather feminine for some reason, soon the weird feelings could be felt on his face like half of it was now covered with those staples and something seemed to be going on with his hair; whatever was going on was increasing in speed and intensity, he could feel both his chest and hips expanding, and stranger still his clothing seemed to be affected as well!

Soon Dylan was staring at two very large multicoloured breasts, cleavage exposed by what appeared to be a mini dress forming from his existing clothing, pretty soon he had child rearing hips and a nice booty and now wearing heels instead of shoes; various forms of jewelry appeared from hoop earrings to rings on his hands, the last of his facial hair had disappeared and a more mature face replaced his former, lastly with a quick “slurp” he was now definitely a she with a short yelp from the sudden change to her former manhood.

She was stunned, this was definitely a woman’s body that she now had, aside from looking like she was pieced together from different parts she didn’t feel too off; she was still breathing air, she was alive and could feel the sensation of skin from her finger tips as she felt up and down her arms and legs, she wasn’t used to heels or the new center of gravity from the jugs in the front but managed to go and find a mirror to see the new her.

She was gorgeous if you ignored the fact she looked like patchwork in places or the funky beehive hairdo she now sported, there was a lot of skin showing but she didn’t mind it since she was at home alone; she thought to herself on what she was gonna do looking like some kind of Frankenmilf, she had a few ideas but after that she groaned thinking about when she has to face the world this way.

There goes the last paycheque on a new wardrobe she thought to herself, and what would her boss say seeing her now?