Doctor Grungot's Exchange Extravaganza! (M2F, Slow, Swap)

[laristopa]

Round Five:

Martin appeared in a grassy field. It stretched far away in all directions. Martin could see mountains or hills or...something far away. The sky was bright and blue with wispy white clouds lazily moving along.
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He checked his clothing. Light and breezy Hawaiian shirt and jeans with comfortable tennis shoes. He breathed in the fresh air around him and waited for awhile. How long was he expected to keep this up? He had already endured four rounds. Maybe it was finished with five. Five seemed like a nice round number, surely this was the final round. Martin nodded to himself assuredly. He had already won three out of four, just had to win this last one.

Appearing before him was a stacked blonde woman. She reminded him of that Annabelle character that he had...already met...but this woman had a vastly different air about her. Whereas Annabelle had a naivete and innocence in her eyes, this woman's beautiful green eyes were calculating, confident and half lidded. She wore a tight pink lingerie style "dress" which showed most of her breasts and legs. She stood about 5"4 but was probably closer to 5"9 with her strappy heels.
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When she spoke, her voice was a soft alto, "I've heard about you. Martin, is it?"

She extended her hand which Martin took. Her grip was firmer than Martin anticipated.

"Yeah. That's me." He replied.

"Sandra." She stated before releasing his hand. Sandra's shoulder slumped as she sighed. "Though i'm sure you'll be meeting Cindi in a few short seconds."

"So you'll be a different person soon. Like some of the others. Why is it that only some of you seem to have different personalities?" Martin asked.

A little smile appeared on Sandra's face, "The answer to that is...complicated. And, no, you'll still be dealing with me just...with some company."

S.A.M. appeared in the grassy field. His little robot body starkly contrasted the nature around him.
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Sandra closed her eyes for a few seconds. When she opened them, her little smile grew very wide. Her half-lidded, smoky eyes adopted a glazed over, slightly dopey look.

Her soft alto was still the same pitch as before, but now it had a little more pep and sweetnes to it, "Hey there, big guy, we're Cindi. It's awesome to meet you!"

Martin noticed Cindi stuck out her chest and rocked her hip to the side which was something Sandra didn't do.

"Yeah I'm Martin. I already introduced myself to Sandra."

Cindi bit her lip, "We know, we just wanted to introduce ourselves as well."

Martin raised his eyebrows and replied, "Uhm, okay then. Nice to meet you Cindi."

Martin extended his hand outward which Cindi weakly took. Her handshake was soft and fragile, the opposite of Sandra.

When the contestants turned their attention to S.A.M. he began speaking, "Contestants will play three rounds of ROCK, PAPER, SCISSORS. Players will choose their sign after counting one, two, three, SHOOT."

Martin and Cindi squared up. She stuck her tongue out in a very cute way and bent over slightly, her long cleavage was on display. Martin was towering over her and staring straight down at it. He couldn't help but feel a familiar stirring between his legs. Both contestants extended their fists outward and prepared for the first round.

"Rock. Paper. Scissors. SHOOT!"

Martin extended paper, Cindi extended rock. Martin won round one!

He thought to himself. What would she throw out second? What kind of player was she? Cindi's tongue remained squarely on her lip, the first loss didn't even seem to phase her.

"Rock. Paper. Scissors. SHOOT!"

Martin extended paper, Cindi extended scissors. Cindi won the second round.

Cindi took a second to curl her hair behind her ears. She took a deep breath and extended her fist out. Martin had not expected her to switch up her sign. He was sure what she would do this time, however.

"Rock. Paper. Scissors. SHOOT!"

Martin extended paper, Cindi extended scissors. Cindi was the winner...

Martin hung his head back and grunted.

Doctor Grungot's mocking voice rang from above, "Tough luck Mr. Dawes. But seriously, who chooses the same symbol three time in a row? Anyway, Ms. Lane is our winner and gets to choose her prize. Ms. Lane?"

Cindi put her painted finger up to her face and tapped her chin, thinking. "Well, Doctor we'll trade him our pretty eyes. We'd like to really ugly up our face and that's the best way to start!"

Martin furrowed his brow, but why would-

He quickly squeezed his eyes shut and rubbed at them furiously. It was like little bugs were crawling around inside his eyelids! He gasped out in a panic. But just as quickly as it started, the itching stopped.

Martin slowly opened his eyes, expecting his vision to be completely gone or damaged...or something! But instead everything was crystal clear. He glanced at Cindi who was similarly checking her vision. She now sported Martin's small, intense hazel eyes. It changed the look of her face, making her look less friendly, feminine and inviting. But if she had Martin's eyes...that meant...His stomach dropped. He had no way of looking, there wasn't a mirror or a water fixture or anything besides grass, sky and rolling hills all around.

Cindi cooed, "They look beautiful on you and now we look less girly! It's a win-win!"

He must have her big green eyes! Martin wasn't wearing makeup like Cindi was but they were almost certainly a game changer.

The scene collapsed with Martin standing completely still, deeply contemplating his increasingly worrisome predicament. Hopefully five rounds was the end.

NAME:
Martin Lionel Dawes
AGE:
21
HEIGHT:
6"02
WEIGHT:
220 LBS
IQ
125
HAIR:
Incredibly short, dark dots of hair cover an otherwise shaved head.
VOICE:
A deep and gravelly, masculine growl.
FACE:
Smooth, hairless face. Thin lips. Low cheekbones and wide, somewhat prominent nose. Large, soft green eyes. Heavy brow and wide, square jaw. Normal sized ears. Wide neck with prominent Adams apple. Ability to grow facial hair is that of a normal woman.
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GENITALS:
Large, thick and veiny 9 inch penis with flared, uncircumsised head. Covered in a jungle of dark pubes.
https://photos.smugmug.com/Story/n-crrW ... fT5G-S.jpg
UPPER BODY:
Bulging biceps and forearms that ripple with veins. Dark hair covered chest and muscled shoulders. Pecks are hard and relatively flat. Nipples are small hard and masculine. Stomach is hard, cut and muscled. Upper body literred with dark hair. Hands are large and masculine with rough nails and callouses.
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LOWER BODY:
Bulging tree-trunk legs which are strong and hairy. Feet are large and masculine with rough nails and callouses. Flat, muscular butt and narrow hips.
https://photos.smugmug.com/Story/n-crrW ... 6mmx-S.jpg
OUTFIT:
Hawaiian shirt with jeans and sneakers.
SEXUAL PREFERENCE:
Dates and has dated exclusively women. Loves drilling a nice wet pussy. Loves making women scream in ecstasy. Likes large tits and big butts (and he cannot lie). Likes seeing women with cum on them (especially if it's his). Enjoys a bit of hair down there and has a preference for long blonde hair up top. Loves cunnilingus and anal. Likes being the boss and having women call him 'Daddy'.
PERSONALITY:
Extremely driven and quick-witted. A total hothead that's decisive and likes living on the edge. Somewhat provacative and foolhardy. Isn't afraid of anybody or anything. Has very fast muscle memory and advanced general motor skills. A talkative extrovert who exudes confidence.
KNOWLEGE/EXPERTISE:
Jiu Jitsu expert. Knows multiple fighting techniques other than Jiu Jitsu. Martial weapons expert. Very knowlegable about the human body inclduing fitness and diet (though he couldn't cook to save his life). Learned french exclusively for the ladies.

[Junketh71]

This was great. Thank you for the new post.

[laristopa]

Round Six:

Martin appeared in a spacious, modern living room.
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He wore a simple plaid shirt and jeans with sneakers. Martin cautiously shuffled to a nearby picture frame. He got up close until he could see his facial features in the glass. He stared into his large green eyes.
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It made him look so much different. He wouldn't say he could hardly recognize himself, but without his beard and with completely different eyes he was definitely starting to look like another person.

He tore his eyes away and turned to face the room. Apparently five rounds wasn't the end. But, before he could contemplate the situation further, an older woman appeared in front of him.

Martin was slightly taken aback at her appearance. If he had to use one word to describe her it would be 'fake'. Martin guessed she was somewhere in her late forties, but it was difficult to tell as she had clearly undergone multiple plastic surgeries. Martin's eyes were immediately drawn to her ridiculous breasts which hung heavy off her chest. They were unnatural and circular in a way that the implants were obvious. They spilled over an extremely low cut tank top.
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His eyes tracked down to her ass next. She wore only a black thong which was gobbled up by her protruding butt. Small folds of fat and the lightest hint of cellulite dotted her thighs. The thong snugly nestled between her legs and Martin could see her somewhat prominent pubic mound.
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The woman had just beyond shoulder length light blonde hair. Her face was obviously affected heavily by Botox though there were still the beginnings of wrinkles around her eyes. She wore thick makeup and tall heels, but was still much shorter than martin. But the most imposing feature on her face was her impossibly fat lips. Martin doubted she could even speak properly through those nightmares.
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She put her taloned finger on her wide hip and stared at Martin. Martin noticed a wedding ring on her left hand.

"Hello there, young man." Her voice was a very mature low soprano.

When Martin didn't respond, she continued, "Not very talkative, are you? Well, you are in my home and I am lady of the house so I suggest you learn some manners, young man."

Martin sighed and responded, "My name is Martin."

"Well hello, Martin. You sure are a cutie, huh? Such pretty eyes you have. You can call me Mrs. Polermo." She had begun speaking down to Martin, almost like he was a child.

He definitely started feeling annoyed, "Whatever, lady. Let's just get this over with."

S.A.M. appeared wearing a little pair of glasses.
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His spoke in his monotone, robotic voice, "Mr. Dawes will be given the opportunity to accept a single change from Mrs. Polermo. He will not be required to complete a challenge. Additionally, should he accept, he will be given a powerup. A powerup is single use and can be redeemed at any time. The contestant must simply audibly say 'powerup' and something will happen that significantly aids them. Should Mr. Dawes refuse the change, however, he must participate in a challenge. Losing will incur the change anyway and he will not be eligible for a powerup. Do you accept, Mr. Dawes?"

Martin raised his eyebrows and looked at the woman in front of him. He definitely did NOT want any changes coming from her, or anybody for that matter.

"Fuck no." Martin growled, his deep voice resonated around the room.

S.A.M. sat motionless for a second before starting again, "Mr. Dawes will complete a Rubik's cube in the proper manner. He will be given ten minutes."

A Rubik's cube appeared in Martin's hand. The colors were already shuffled.

"Begin."

Mrs. Polermo folded her arms under her tits and smiled.

Martin stared at the cube and his stomach dropped. He had no clue how to solve it! He frantically shifted the cube around, managing to get one entire side the same color! But...that didn't really end up getting him anywhere and time slipped away. In the last minute, Martin dropped the cube and turned towards Mrs. Polermo.

He gulped, "Please...I havn't done anything to you. I-I just want to leave this place! If you have to change me just do, like, nails or something that I can easily fix."

Mrs. Polermo laughed, "Oh, Honey, we're just getting started! I need you to help me with these procedures I got when I was younger. It's perfect for us. I can become a respectable, mature, woman and settle down while you can become the perfect little love doll for all the boys!"

"B-but-" Martin started.

"Mrs. Polermo," Doctor Grungot's voice boomed from the ceiling, "Congratulations on your victory. How would you like to begin?"

She looked up to the ceiling, "Well, Doctor, I would certainly like to transfer the collagen from my last lip surgery. I haven't really gotten the hang of speaking properly and nobody can take you seriously when your lips look like this!"

Martin watched as Mrs. Polermo's lips began to deflate. When it was finished, they still protruded a bit and looked slightly too large, but nowhere near the ridiculous proportions she sported seconds prior. She swirled her tongue around her diminished asset.
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Meanwhile, Martin's lips felt very sore. It was like a tight feeling that got worse and worse by the second. He reached his hand up and brushed his hand onto his lips. He could feel them swelling right under his fingers! Thankfully, it stopped before too much damage was done. He ran to the picture on the wall and stared into the glass. Gone were his thin, masculine lips replaced by those that demanded more attention.
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They didn't look overtly girly, but it gave his face a softer appearance. Unlike before, he was now bordering on 'barely recognize myself'. He pursed his lips into the glass and saw how feminine they looked puffed out; especially when surrounded by smooth, hairless skin and beneath big, inviting green eyes.

"Ah, much better!" Mrs. Polermo exclaimed. "Thank you for your assistance, young man. I'll be looking forward to seeing you again."

Martin stared listlessly into the glass as the room collapsed around him.

NAME:
Martin Lionel Dawes
AGE:
21
HEIGHT:
6"02
WEIGHT:
220 LBS
IQ
125
HAIR:
Incredibly short, dark dots of hair cover an otherwise shaved head.
VOICE:
A deep and gravelly, masculine growl.
FACE:
Smooth, hairless face. Normal, if not slightly puffy lips. Low cheekbones and wide, somewhat prominent nose. Large, soft green eyes. Heavy brow and wide, square jaw. Normal sized ears. Wide neck with prominent Adams apple. Ability to grow facial hair is that of a normal woman.
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GENITALS:
Large, thick and veiny 9 inch penis with flared, uncircumsised head. Covered in a jungle of dark pubes.
https://photos.smugmug.com/Story/n-crrW ... fT5G-S.jpg
UPPER BODY:
Bulging biceps and forearms that ripple with veins. Dark hair covered chest and muscled shoulders. Pecks are hard and relatively flat. Nipples are small hard and masculine. Stomach is hard, cut and muscled. Upper body literred with dark hair. Hands are large and masculine with rough nails and callouses.
https://photos.smugmug.com/Story/n-crrW ... LMF7-S.jpg
LOWER BODY:
Bulging tree-trunk legs which are strong and hairy. Feet are large and masculine with rough nails and callouses. Flat, muscular butt and narrow hips.
https://photos.smugmug.com/Story/n-crrW ... 6mmx-S.jpg
OUTFIT:
Plaid shirt and jeans. Comfortable sneakers.
SEXUAL PREFERENCE:
Dates and has dated exclusively women. Loves drilling a nice wet pussy. Loves making women scream in ecstasy. Likes large tits and big butts (and he cannot lie). Likes seeing women with cum on them (especially if it's his). Enjoys a bit of hair down there and has a preference for long blonde hair up top. Loves cunnilingus and anal. Likes being the boss and having women call him 'Daddy'.
PERSONALITY:
Extremely driven and quick-witted. A total hothead that's decisive and likes living on the edge. Somewhat provacative and foolhardy. Isn't afraid of anybody or anything. Has very fast muscle memory and advanced general motor skills. A talkative extrovert who exudes confidence.
KNOWLEGE/EXPERTISE:
Jiu Jitsu expert. Knows multiple fighting techniques other than Jiu Jitsu. Martial weapons expert. Very knowlegable about the human body inclduing fitness and diet (though he couldn't cook to save his life). Learned french exclusively for the ladies.

[Junketh71]

This is a truly neat update. Thanks for sharing!

[laristopa]

Round Seven:

Martin appeared in an open, well lit cafeteria. The walls and floor were white. Rows of tables packed with folding chairs lined the room.
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Martin wore a simple blue dress shirt and slacks with white sneakers.

After a few seconds of silence, a middle aged man appeared. He was pale. Sickly pale. He had dark hair and a small, wiry frame. He was dressed in a similar manner to Martin. His eyes were wide and jutted out, almost like a bug. His face had sharp, darkened features. His gaze shot all around the room in a panic.
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Martin took a step back, watching the man like one would a dangerous animal. The man staggered, appearing unstable on his feet. He crashed into the nearest table sending an echo around the room. Though he somehow managed to stay on his feet, Martin was sure the man would lose his footing at any moment.

"A-are you okay, man?" Martin offered, keeping his distance.

The man's bug eyes opened even wider as he stared at Martin. Martin asked again, slower and softer, he figured maybe the man didn't speak English. The man anchored himself to the side of the nearest table, as if holding on for dear life; still not responding to Martin's question.

Martin heard a soft *pop* behind him. He glanced over his shoulder and saw a rubber doll silently standing nearby. It was blonde with puffy lips, large breasts and huge eyes. Its figure was highly exaggerated with flared hips and thick thighs. Its face was innocent and its skin was flawless, tanned and synthetic. It wore a white lace lingerie set with white heels. Its nipples poked through the material while a g-string rode up its ass.
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As Martin watched, the doll began shambling towards him. Its glistening, glass eyes didn't blink and its expression didn't change. Its gait was stiff, unpredictable and unnatural. As it walked, a trail of white fluid slipped from between its legs and dribbled to the floor. The dolls vagina puffed out and around the underwear. Martin faced the approaching doll and slowly walked backwards before hearing a crash as the man on his opposite side was still struggling to catch his footing.

The doll stopped about halfway through the row. It opened its mouth to speak. Its voice was highly computerized and high pitched. It mispronounced words, paused at inappropriate times and did not put proper emphasis on words giving it a distinctly inhuman speech pattern. The most jarring thing about the doll talking, however, was its inability to move its mouth to follow its words. When the doll was speaking, its mouth was wide open the whole time, showing that it was definitely not human speech as the words weren't formed from the movement of its mouth. The doll's mouth was clearly for taking cock, not stating an opinion.

"I am A.N.N.A. Contestants will participate in a pie eating contest."

Two pies appeared next to one another on the table between the stumbling man and Martin. Utensils of all kinds were piled next to them.

"Begin."

Martin grabbed the closest pie and a spoon. He wasn't about to lose another round, and the pie looked delicious. As he started shoveling cherry pie (his favorite) into his mouth, Martin glanced over at the man. He approached his pie shakily. While swallowing a healthy spoonful of tart cherry, Martin figured the man must speak English. He seemed to understand what was happening and the directions A.N.N.A gave. But, for some reason, was slow to follow them.
With his attention focusing on the peculiar behavior of the man, Martin's spoon caught on his newly expanded lips. Part of the spoonful fell back into the pie tin. Martin sighed, pushed away his frustration, and re-focused his efforts. He polished off the entire pie in a matter of minutes. Meanwhile, the frightened man managed to grab a knife and poke at his pie a few times without actually taking a bite. He looked afraid.
With a burp, Martin dropped his spoon.

Doctor Grungot's voice came through a loudspeaker hanging on a nearby wall. His voice was as nasily and condescending as ever, "Congratulations, Mr. Dawes. You've survived another round. I'm extremely excited with the latest changes to your facial features. I suspect you disagree, however. No matter, you'll change your tune soon enough. I think-"

Martin interrupted, "Hey, Doc! How many rounds do I have to endure here? A shave is one thing, but you fucked with important stuff! These aren't even my eyes for Christ sake! Lip injections? You're sick! Lip injections are for chicks!"

"But, Mr. Dawes, those are your eyes now. Best get used to them. And, you're right, Mr. Dawes, lip injections are 'for chicks'. But don't worry, if you lose as often as you have up to this point going forward, those lip injections will suit you perfectly in no time. You'll be here for one hundred rounds of competitive fun, after all!"

"One h-hundred?" Martin stammered, his head feeling woozy.

Doctor Grungot continued, "I see you've met A.N.N.A and Mr. Kleiner. Mr. Kleiner is...in a bit of an 'adjustment period' at the moment. I'm sure he'll be more of a conversationalist moving forward. I'm also sure he'll be a much better competitor moving forward. But, for now, you've won this round."

The room collapsed leaving Martin shell shocked. One HUNDRED rounds? He would have to really focus on winning...Whatever that pervert Doctor had planned, Martin would overcome it!

NAME:
Martin Lionel Dawes
AGE:
21
HEIGHT:
6"02
WEIGHT:
220 LBS
IQ
125
HAIR:
Incredibly short, dark dots of hair cover an otherwise shaved head.
VOICE:
A deep and gravelly, masculine growl.
FACE:
Smooth, hairless face. Normal, if not slightly puffy lips. Low cheekbones and wide, somewhat prominent nose. Large, soft green eyes. Heavy brow and wide, square jaw. Normal sized ears. Wide neck with prominent Adams apple. Ability to grow facial hair is that of a normal woman.
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https://laristopa.smugmug.com/Story/n-c ... -dSHJ3Fq/A
GENITALS:
Large, thick and veiny 9 inch penis with flared, uncircumsised head. Covered in a jungle of dark pubes.
https://photos.smugmug.com/Story/n-crrW ... fT5G-S.jpg
UPPER BODY:
Bulging biceps and forearms that ripple with veins. Dark hair covered chest and muscled shoulders. Pecks are hard and relatively flat. Nipples are small hard and masculine. Stomach is hard, cut and muscled. Upper body literred with dark hair. Hands are large and masculine with rough nails and callouses.
https://photos.smugmug.com/Story/n-crrW ... LMF7-S.jpg
LOWER BODY:
Bulging tree-trunk legs which are strong and hairy. Feet are large and masculine with rough nails and callouses. Flat, muscular butt and narrow hips.
https://photos.smugmug.com/Story/n-crrW ... 6mmx-S.jpg
OUTFIT:
Blue dress shirt and slacks. Comfortable sneakers.
SEXUAL PREFERENCE:
Dates and has dated exclusively women. Loves drilling a nice wet pussy. Loves making women scream in ecstasy. Likes large tits and big butts (and he cannot lie). Likes seeing women with cum on them (especially if it's his). Enjoys a bit of hair down there and has a preference for long blonde hair up top. Loves cunnilingus and anal. Likes being the boss and having women call him 'Daddy'.
PERSONALITY:
Extremely driven and quick-witted. A total hothead that's decisive and likes living on the edge. Somewhat provacative and foolhardy. Isn't afraid of anybody or anything. Has very fast muscle memory and advanced general motor skills. A talkative extrovert who exudes confidence.
KNOWLEGE/EXPERTISE:
Jiu Jitsu expert. Knows multiple fighting techniques other than Jiu Jitsu. Martial weapons expert. Very knowlegable about the human body inclduing fitness and diet (though he couldn't cook to save his life). Learned french exclusively for the ladies.

[Jjjandj]

Great, as always!

[Junketh71]

I agree - this is wonderful!

[laristopa]

Great, as always!

I agree - this is wonderful!

Thanks a lot, I really appreciate you guys reading

[laristopa]

Round Eight:

Martin appeared next to a large pond surrounded by trees and brush. The sun glistened on the water's surface while a gentle breeze ruffled along the foliage.
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Martin looked out over the water. The distinct stench of pond hit his nostrils, but it was a beautiful sight nonetheless. Martin was dressed in a pair of cargo shorts and a red tank top. He had brown sandal's on his feet.

Martin rubbed his forehead as he thought. He had to do something to get out of this nightmare. Even if he only lost one in every four contests he would still have to endure twenty-five changes! Also, it might be difficult, if not impossible, to win depending on what is taken from him.

As Martin stared out over the water, he heard the sound of feet meeting grass and glanced over to see Mel appearing next to him.

Mel's muscular yet lithe body was sporting a female version of Martin's outfit. A red tank top and cargo shorts with brown flip flops. Her tank top and shorts were smaller and tighter but it was the same idea. The dark, scraggly beard on her face looked completely out of place.

Mel sighed, "Hey there, Martin."

Martin returned his gaze to the water and stayed quiet.

She continued, "Still broken up about your beard? I see it's not the only thing you've lost. Won't be the last either. The faster you learn to accept that, the easier the whole process becomes. I'm not saying you shouldn't try to win, but don't beat yourself up if you don't."

Martin shook his head and shouted, "I fucking quit. I'm done. I'm not doing this shit anymore!"

Mel scoffed, "Yep, they always try that. We'll see how well that goes for you, Champ, I'm sure Liam will approve."

S.A.M. appeared with a tiny straw hat on.

"Contestants will fish in the pond. The first one to catch a fish of any size will be the winner."

Martin folded his arms as fishing poles, lures, bait and everything a fisherman could ever want appeared on the grass.

Mel rubbed her hands together, her voice sounded aggressive and cold, "Hey there, Girlie! I see you got some pretty, new eyes and lips. I've been busy shaving and trimming my beard and mustache. It's a lot more work than you'd think. Oh, but why am I telling you? A girly girl like you won't ever have to worry about her nice smooth face getting hairy again!"

Martin kept his arms folded and he sat on the grass, refusing to move. Liam began fiddling with the equipment. She quickly baited a hook and shuffled to the water.

Liam looked over her shoulder, "What, you aren't competing?" When Martin stared forward and didn't reply, Liam laughed and stated, "Uh, yeah, you show the Doctor who's boss. Girl power and all that."

Liam tossed her line in the water and carefully reeled the line in. Martin felt a nervous spike lodged in his gut. If he refused to participate maybe the Doctor would realize he would be better served finding a less stubborn and more pliable victim. Or maybe...the Doctor would do something horrible to him. Either way, he had to try something!

It didn't take long. Apparently the little fish in the pond couldn't resist an easy meal. Liam lifted a tiny sunfish and hauled it to the shore.

She chuckled, "Thanks, Girlie! You must really want these changes to go through. I appreciate you following your true calling in life."

Martin got back on his feet and took a deep breath, hoping for the best and ignoring Liam's taunts.

Martin turned to see Doctor Grungot appear directly behind him.

Doctor Grungot's nasily voice and condescending tone were just as present as ever, "Mr. Dawes, I am very dissapointed in you. I expected you of all people to have a bit of competitive spirit shine through! Ms. Gentry, I trust you have a swap in mind?"

Liam responded, "You bet, Doc! I want that bitch looking up at me."

Martin watched as Liam's body began to shift upwards. Her legs, arms and torso expanded. At the same time, Martin's worldview shifted downward. he felt the spike of of nervousness in his stomach flare up. His height!? He was losing his height? That would seriously impair his ability to overpower his opponents in some of these future rounds! They met in the middle for a brief moment and locked eyes. But as the seconds passed, Martin's eye contact with Liam could only be maintained by lifting his chin up and up and up. Finally, when it was over, Liam was five inches taller than Martin! Martin was still about 5"9 which was still a somewhat acceptable height for a man. Meanwhile, Liam was 6"2 which made her a feakishly tall woman. Combined with the beard, she was beginning to look disturbingly manly. Liam stepped extremely close to Martin. Martin was slightly intimidated. He never imagined he would be intimidated by a woman, but he had never really been shorter than a woman either! His eye line met the dark scraggles of her beard.

Liam smiled, "Fun size, just the way I like 'em."

Liam looked down, her hot breath was blowing down onto Martin. Martin pushed her away. At least he could still overpower her. But, he had lost his height advantage. His muscles and body were still in the same proportions which meant...he lost some body weight too.

As Martin was coming to grips with his situation, Doctor Grungot suddenly charged directly at him! Before Martin could react, Doctor Grungot slammed into his side, sending him hurtling into the water. The water was colder than Martin expected and he turned to grab the shore which must have been close. However, when Martin turned, he noticed the shore was forty or fifty feet away! There's no way the Doctor pushed him that far! He was in the center of the pond. As Martin's brain tried to figue out what just happened, he felt a stirring in the water.

Gone was the warm, sunny sky. Angry, dark clouds rapidly expanded. The brush surrounding the pond rattled ominously as a biting wind whipped up plant and water alike. Martin had a feeling of dread grip him. He knew he had to get out of the pond. Something was...something was coming. He started swimming as fast as he could. He could see Doctor Grungot and Liam standing and watching him from the shore. Martin quickly realized no matter how hard he swam the shore wasn't getting any closer. He felt movement deep in the bowels of the pond. The sky seemed to swirl above him with grey so dark it appeared like night.

"H-help!" Martin screamed desperately.

Despite his increasingly frantic thrashing, the feeling of dread only deepened. Something brushed along Martin's foot. He felt some sort of scaled body scrape across his sandal encased toe. He pulled his feet up to his chest and looked down at the water only to see his huge, terrified green eyes staring back.

"Please!" Martin gasped out.

The scaled body returned. This time, it brushed against Martin's ankle and lower leg. Martin kicked at the creature and connected solidly! The water shook and a deep growl emanated from the depths, chilling Martin to his core. The creature recoiled from the kick but retaliated seconds later. A thick, heavy slab of flesh wrapped around Martin's legs. He fought against it furiously, but it was to no avail as his legs were swiftly coiled in muscles and scales. The creature circled around and around, each revolution adding another layer and taking away more of Martin's freedom. Martin could see the water shifting and rippling with the creatures movements. When it finally got close to the surface, Martin could see the creature in its full form. As he suspected it was a giant black snake. He pulled and beat at its tight coils while tears rolled down his cheeks. Was this truly how it would end?

When it had coiled above Martin's chest it stopped. It held him tightly. The creatures head lifted and pointed towards Martin. It didn't have eyes or a mouth or...Martin stared at the creatures face. It looked like a...p-penis? The cock snake's face silently dipped down til it was right above Martin. A lump of some kind surged from the snake's tail; around and around up and up the coil. He could see the lump headed towards the snake's head which was pointed directly over Martin. Once the lump reached the head, the snake shook for a few seconds and a viscous white liquid gushed out. Martin could do nothing except focus on his breathing through the torrent of fluid. The fluid tingled on Martin's skin as it completely engulfed every nook and cranny of his body. Once the last few drops were plopped down, the giant cock snake dipped back into the water and loosened its grip on Martin. Martin kicked his way out paddled desperately towards the shore. He nearly screamed for joy when he realized he was actually making progress. As he neared, the dark clouds began clearing up and the wind settled down. When he pulled himself ashore, the beautiful sunshine and cloudless blue sky had returned. Martin sobbed as he lay face down in the grass.

Doctor Grungot stood over Martin and screamed, "Don't you ever refuse to compete again or I'll have my cock snake do a lot more than just giving you perfect skin!"

P-perfect skin? Martin looked down at his arms. Not a blemish, callous, scar - nothing! His skin was silky and flawless! He still had body hair, but even that had gotten lighter and sparser. Martin pulled his legs into the fetal position and sobbed.

The scene collapsed.

NAME:
Martin Lionel Dawes
AGE:
21
HEIGHT:
5"09
WEIGHT:
180 LBS
IQ
125
HAIR:
Incredibly short, dark dots of hair cover an otherwise shaved head.
VOICE:
A deep and gravelly, masculine growl.
FACE:
Smooth, hairless face. Normal, if not slightly puffy lips. Low cheekbones and wide, somewhat prominent nose. Large, soft green eyes. Heavy brow and wide, square jaw. Normal sized ears. Wide neck with prominent Adams apple. Ability to grow facial hair is that of a normal woman.
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GENITALS:
Large, thick and veiny 9 inch penis with flared, uncircumsised head. Covered in well maintained, dark pubic hair.
https://photos.smugmug.com/Story/n-crrW ... fT5G-S.jpg
UPPER BODY:
Bulging biceps and forearms that ripple with veins. Sparse hair covering his chest and muscled shoulders. Pecks are hard and relatively flat. Nipples are small hard and masculine. Stomach is hard, cut and muscled. Upper body has some dark hair. Hands are large, smooth and masculine with rough nails.
https://photos.smugmug.com/Story/n-crrW ... LMF7-S.jpg
LOWER BODY:
Bulging tree-trunk legs which are strong and slightly hairy Feet are large and masculine though smooth and without callous. Flat, muscular butt and narrow hips.
https://photos.smugmug.com/Story/n-crrW ... 6mmx-S.jpg
OUTFIT:
Red tank top and cargo shorts with brown sandals. Drenched with water and an unknown viscous liquid.
SEXUAL PREFERENCE:
Dates and has dated exclusively women. Loves drilling a nice wet pussy. Loves making women scream in ecstasy. Likes large tits and big butts (and he cannot lie). Likes seeing women with cum on them (especially if it's his). Enjoys a bit of hair down there and has a preference for long blonde hair up top. Loves cunnilingus and anal. Likes being the boss and having women call him 'Daddy'.
PERSONALITY:
Extremely driven and quick-witted. A total hothead that's decisive and likes living on the edge. Somewhat provacative and foolhardy. Isn't afraid of anybody or anything. Has very fast muscle memory and advanced general motor skills. A talkative extrovert who exudes confidence.
KNOWLEGE/EXPERTISE:
Jiu Jitsu expert. Knows multiple fighting techniques other than Jiu Jitsu. Martial weapons expert. Very knowlegable about the human body inclduing fitness and diet (though he couldn't cook to save his life). Learned french exclusively for the ladies.

[laristopa]

Round Nine:

Martin appeared in a small, dark room. It was damp and felt like a dungeon. The room was made of dark stone. The only illumination came from a tiny egress window on the far wall which filtered in bright sunlight. Martin shivered. His simple shirt and jeans rubbed across his smoother, silkier skin.

Annabelle appeared. She wore a black and pink lingerie bra and thong. Lacy pink thigh highs clung to her legs and she stood on tall black heels. Her long blonde hair cascaded over her shoulders and her hyper-feminine face had a vacant, airheaded expression. Her delicate fingers explored the inside of her thong, snapping it a few times against her skin.
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Annabelle's half lidded eyes rested on Martin and she cooed in her breathy high-pitch, "Hewwo there, big man. I need a nice daddy to punish me for being naughty."

Martin took a step back as an intoxicating sweet scent hit his nostrils. He had an instant hard on. Despite his increasingly dire situation, Martin couldn't help but want to fuck this woman in every hole she had. She gave Martin a sly smile and bit her lower lip as if she were thinking the same thing. Martin took another step back but had nowhere to go. She strutted towards him, her stiletto's clicking on the stone. Her hips swayed enticingly while her soft breasts bounced with every movement. As she neared, Martin felt his breathing intensify and his skin heat up. He stared at her thong which she snapped a few more times for good measure. The string bit into her supple hips and dug into her pussy lips which bulged around the material. Martin gulped and tried to rip his eyes away. A bead of sweat dripped down his forehead as Annabelle cornered him. She stopped directly in front of him. Despite Martin's shorter stature, he was still much taller than Annabelle, even with her heels. She stared up at him with wide, innocent, ocean blue eyes that made his heart soar.

She reached her tiny arm up and caressed his face with a delicate hand. Her long, painted nails scratched along his smooth chin. Martin felt entranced in her gaze. The throbbing tent in his jeans was begging for release. Annabelle's other hand reached for her own mouth where she pulled out...a hair? She pulled a coarse, dark hair out from between her thick, puffy lips and dropped it to the floor, all without breaking eye contact! Martin's mouth opened in disbelief, did she just pull a pubic hair out of her mouth? What a dirty slut! Annabelle saw Martin's confusion let out a playful giggle.

Annabelle pleaded, "Pwease, Daddy, I've been a such naughty little girl."

Martin let out a pained grunt and pushed Annabelle away. She fell back with a breathy sigh. Even touching her for a second fueled Martin's lust. Her skin was smooth as butter. He could see her puffy cleft was dripping wet and she reeked of arousal. He turned away from her and squinted his eyes shut. Martin shifted his pants which had become painfully restrictive. He had to focus! Where was that damn robot?

"Calm down, calm down, calm down." Martin whispered to himself.

S.A.M. appeared. Martin turned and opened his eyes. Standing before him was S.A.M. and a very naked Annabelle!
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She dropped her soaking thong to the floor where it landed with a soft, wet smack. The only thing she had on was her black heels. While standing, she opened her legs and spread her pussy lips which gushed feminine fluid. Her other hand swirled around her veiny nipples which stood stifly at attention. Martin saw the 'property of Doctor Grungot' tattoo prominently on her tit.

"...two minutes...cums he will lose the challenge." Martin could barely hear S.A.M. drone on in his computerized voice.

"Begin."

Martin's pants disappeared leaving his nine inch, uncircumcised penis pointing directly at Annabelle. She clicked her way over to Martin and wrapped one hand around his cock while the other lightly pushed him back against the wall.

As Martin's back hit the wall, Annabelle licked her lips and sighed, "You know, if you show a naughty girl a fun time when she's bad, she might never be good again."

At this point Martin couldn't muster a defence if he tried. Annabelle sunk to her knees and opened her mouth.
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Annabelle's small hands and mouth made Martin's already large dick look even bigger. She stroked her head back and forth, taking him a bit deeper each time. Martin had forgotten how much of a talented cock-sucker Annabelle was! But she was going too slow for his taste. What did she think, she was the one in control? He wanted to cum now! Martin grabbed a fistful of Annabelle's long blonde locks and impaled her mouth on his dick. She released a soft grunt of surprise but held onto Martin's legs for stability as he began face fucking her. Martin gasped, her mouth was like a wet, warm vice. It was as if she was extracting an orgasm from him. He roughly pistoned his hips while yanking her head back and forth. She made a few wet gurgling sounds but was taking cock like a champ. It was clearly not her first rodeo. With Martin's already high arousal and Annabelle's impressive blowjob skills, he found himself on the brink of ejaculation. Annabelle pulled back, swirled her tongue inside his foreskin and plunged deeply one more time. Martin grunted and pulled Annabelle away from him. He wanted the dirty skank wearing his seed. She waited patiently with her mouth open as Martin began to cum. An explosion of semen splattered across Annabelle's cherubic face. He held her tightly and his hips shook wildly as a strong orgasm rocked through him. When he was finished, Martin rested his head back against the wall and looked down at his cum covered partner.
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Annabelle sat back and licked her lips. She pulled at her hair, trying to make it look somewhat presentable as it had become messy from Martin's antics.

Doctor Grungot's voice came from the ceiling, "Congratulations, Ms. Slut! As you are an expert on the subject I can't say i'm surprised at the outcome. Nonetheless, you did make him cum in less than two minutes. Less than one actually! What would you like to trade?"

Annabelle smiled devilishly.
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Martin gulped, "Wait, Annabelle - just wait."

She giggled and spoke, "What do I want? I want to put on normal shoes again!"

Martin cocked his head to the side confused. What did she mean by that? Annabelle pulled herself to her feet as cum dripped from her chin onto her jiggly tits. She slowly kicked off her tall stilettos. She stood on her tiptoes, leaning on the wall for support. She tried to put weight down and flatten her feet, to an obvious wince of pain. Martin watched as she took a few breaths and slowly began to lower herself down. As she did so, Martin felt a stinging in his lower calf/ankle area. He tugged at his comfortable tennis shoes and threw them across the room. The stinging sensation became a burning sensation and Martin cried out in pain. He too grabbed the wall and found raising his heels up lessened the pain. While Annabelle's heels went lower and lower, Martin's were forced higher and higher as the burning sensation was following his movement. Finally, Annabelle had her delicate little feet flat on the ground. It made her look very small without her heels. She started slowly by walking around the room - then jumping, skipping, dancing. Her feet were dirty and black and her giant tits bounced uncontrollably but she didn't care as tears of joy slipped down her cheeks and she burst into laughter. . Meanwhile, Martin shakily held onto the wall, barely able to keep his balance on his tip toes. One small movement caused burning, shooting pain. Walking was definitely not an option. Marin watched the tiny female frolic around the dungeon while a knot in his stomach nearly made him double over.

Noticing his discomfort, Annabelle stopped jumping around, wiped her tears and retrieved her heels. She approached Martin who turned his head away, ashamed. He could smell the drying semen still clinging to her face. She knelt down and pressed her shiny black heel against Martin's foot. He didn't respond at first but eventually resigned himself. He would have to face this at some point. He moved his foot to assist her. The shoe suddenly resized itself! It fit around his foot perfectly. Annabelle did the same with the second shoe. Martin carefully lowered himself til he was standing squarely on the heels. He felt relief that he was pain free! He turned to look at Annabelle. Now he had the five inch heels while she did not and he absolutely towered over her. He was now back to his original height, at least.

Doctor Grungot spoke again, "Mr. Dawes, I also gave you Annabelle's expertise at walking in heels. I'm sure she won't miss it and you will certainly need it moving forward."

Martin looked down at his high heel clad feet. It was a completely alien sight. The heels looked ridiculous on his large, masculine feet. He noticed a small glimmer of semen coating the toe of his right heel. He gulped. What was he becoming? Annabelle, meanwhile, retrieved Martin's discarded tennis shoes and they resized and turned pink. She slipped them on and walked around comfortably.

The scene collapsed.

NAME:
Martin Lionel Dawes
AGE:
21
HEIGHT:
5"09
WEIGHT:
180 LBS
IQ
125
HAIR:
Incredibly short, dark dots of hair cover an otherwise shaved head.
VOICE:
A deep and gravelly, masculine growl.
FACE:
Smooth, hairless face. Normal, if not slightly puffy lips. Low cheekbones and wide, somewhat prominent nose. Large, soft green eyes. Heavy brow and wide, square jaw. Normal sized ears. Wide neck with prominent Adams apple. Ability to grow facial hair is that of a normal woman.
https://laristopa.smugmug.com/Story/n-c ... -Sfrp3Fz/A
https://laristopa.smugmug.com/Story/n-c ... -dSHJ3Fq/A
GENITALS:
Large, thick and veiny 9 inch penis with flared, uncircumsised head. Covered in well maintained, dark pubic hair.
https://photos.smugmug.com/Story/n-crrW ... fT5G-S.jpg
UPPER BODY:
Bulging biceps and forearms that ripple with veins. Sparse hair covering his chest and muscled shoulders. Pecks are hard and relatively flat. Nipples are small hard and masculine. Stomach is hard, cut and muscled. Upper body has some dark hair. Hands are large, smooth and masculine with rough nails.
https://photos.smugmug.com/Story/n-crrW ... LMF7-S.jpg
LOWER BODY:
Bulging tree-trunk legs which are strong and slightly hairy, feet are large, smooth, masculine, without callous, reformed and requiring high heels at all times. Flat, muscular butt and narrow hips.
https://photos.smugmug.com/Story/n-crrW ... 6mmx-S.jpg
OUTFIT:
Blue t-shirt and five inch black open toe heels.
SEXUAL PREFERENCE:
Dates and has dated exclusively women. Loves drilling a nice wet pussy. Loves making women scream in ecstasy. Likes large tits and big butts (and he cannot lie). Likes seeing women with cum on them (especially if it's his). Enjoys a bit of hair down there and has a preference for long blonde hair up top. Loves cunnilingus and anal. Likes being the boss and having women call him 'Daddy'.
PERSONALITY:
Extremely driven and quick-witted. A total hothead that's decisive and likes living on the edge. Somewhat provacative and foolhardy. Isn't afraid of anybody or anything. Has very fast muscle memory and advanced general motor skills. A talkative extrovert who exudes confidence.
KNOWLEGE/EXPERTISE:
Jiu Jitsu expert. Knows multiple fighting techniques other than Jiu Jitsu. Martial weapons expert. Very knowlegable about the human body inclduing fitness and diet (though he couldn't cook to save his life). Learned french exclusively for the ladies. Expert at walking in high heels.