Profile in Change: Elaine Melbourne
By Sephzero
Elaine unfastened the stopper and tossed it aside. It casually bounced across the ground before rolling away out of her sight. She paid no mind to its whereabouts instead her attention was focused upon the opened vial in hand.
A thin wispy plume of smoke snaked its way out from the opening. It almost seemed to wave and beckon to her. This was all simply tricks of the mind played on her as she knew the content of the vial had no such power to beckon. All that lied squarely on the subversive urging and desires in her mind for what the vial’s content offered.
She lifted the vial up to her aching lips and partake the foul content within. The crimson fluid rushed down inside, flooding the system with the catalyzing elements to trigger a terrifying transformation within her.
A rising sensation of bile quickly swelled within her causing her to violently retch forward dropping the vial amidst the violent reaction. It fell harmless to the ground made of tougher material that could withstand just abuse. Clutching with one hand at her throat almost choking herself as she couldn’t stop the gagging reflex, it was like her body itself trying to forcibly reject the unnatural processes that was streaming through her. But she knew this feeble response would avail her nothing.
Already she could feel herself being corroded away. Impulses and thoughts were rising forth both intimidating and alluring in their nature. Things she had divorce herself from despite any satisfaction were slowly reasserting themselves. All of this were signs that herself was fading as that other side grew stronger and bolder in the shadowy recess of soul.
Vertigo struck her, equilibrium unbalanced from the conflicting signals rocking her body as she was no longer solely in control of herself. She stumbled with her footing before landing on her knees barely able to wrap her arms around herself in some feeble attempt to restrain the rebelling body. Inside she could already feel something spreading out inside and ready to make itself visible.
Then she felt it, subtle at first, a sudden awareness of the fabric of her clothes before escalating into a maddening irritation. It heralded the sudden growth across her body, limbs broadening and lengthening themselves. Her body pressed more and more against clothes unfit for the growing forms as the skin press with increasing force upon the constraining fabric. The innermost garment pressed tightly against her sensitive regions illicit and embarrassed blush across the face. Yet even worse when the familiar and unnerving alluring these feelings provoked within her a sign of the dark desires emerging forth.
Fabric tore along her arms growing too large for the sleeve to hold as the cuffs encircled painfully before ripping apart. Elaine released her arms back at the sight of the tearing sleeves in some desperate attempt to preserve them from destruction, but the sudden movement only sent another waves of rips across her body from the ill-fitting clothes against her growing form. A sudden pinching leveled her gazed downward straight to her chest.
She could feel the aching caused by the straps of her bra being drawn painfully across her back from the widening pan, but that was being further stressed by another expansion in a different direction. Bosoms were rising and falling with each heavy breath she took as the transformation made her starving for air while the constraining attire only made the task harder. But with each rise, she could feel them growing and expanding into the bra cups beneath her shirt. A deepening cleavage grew between the two with beads of sweat glistening alongside the skin. More and more of it came to view as long rips across the front of the shirt reveal them as they pushed onward for release.
It took momentous effort to tear her attention away from the growth of her chest, she found herself disappointed as she turned her attention away. Biting her lips, it was getting harder to control herself with these rapid impulses seizing control of her. They were all inherently sensual nature that she had tried to repress and were not seeing to satisfy their craven delights. Her body too was being changed in a way that could satisfy it and despite her feeble protest otherwise; she could scarcely deny herself them anymore.
Her body stretched forward, baring the midriff as the bottom hem of her shirt were lifted up higher not only by the growing body, but swelling orbs that pressed against even more of the shirt’s surface. The panty strings were clearly visible as the skirt waistline slid down across the widening hip and swelling rear. These changes visibly accented the curvature of her body making it increasingly seductive and sexy, yet smooth powerful definition too were pressing outward as well. An amazon frame draped in the rags of the succumbing clothes unable to cover this powerful body.
As trying as the changes were to the body, Elaine found herself unable to observe anymore of it as her mind came under increasing assault. She found herself becoming more accepting of these impulses that demand gratifying release. The power that she could feel and knew was in this body was aching for her to release and she scarcely could stop herself. These were all things not of Elaine Melbourne, but of Helen Hyde. Almost seamlessly the two began to intermix till it would be Helen at the fore while Elaine slipped quietly into the recess instead.
The brown hair steadily lengthened amidst the inner transition, the strands grew thicker and wilder as Elaine gradually faded away. Crimson streaks emerged with that ascent of the Hyde while a mop of unruly hair rose upward. Only a final look of anguish and fear crossed Elaine’s face while the penetrating teal suffice her skin. The eyes darkening till only a golden glowing iris shone out of the dark pits while sharp teeth revealed themselves as her darken lips peeled back. Amidst the unruly crimson hair, long pointed ears stretched out and twitched occasionally at the sound of the ripping clothes on her.
Stabbing sensations caused the transforming Hyde to look at her hands, ignoring her other impulses, to watch as the nails cracked and changed. Black talons emerged forth from the nails that caused the hand to tense from the emergence of these jagged weapons. Similar bone spurs too slide out across her lower forearms too before she suddenly stiffened as her back went rigid. Down across her back, the spine too rose up leaving a trail of blades down its course ending prematurely at the base. Standing up unsteadily, the footing unstable till the shoes suddenly burst out revealing the similar black talons across her wider feet that dug into the ground to hold her steady.
The influx of change steadily decline throughout her body, Helen slowly stood up to her complete height that would easily stood above Elaine’s. This spelled the final sequence of tears across the body as the clothes could not constrain the full length of the Hyde’s body. Only stretched rags either pulled tightly across the body in a vein attempt to cover her or draped rags now cover her body.
It was a refreshing feeling to be out of that stuffy constraining self, Helen mused to herself as she brushed a clawed hand through the wild mane of crimson hair. The other hand slide itself across her body taking in every detail of the curvature. She felt excited and roused in the afterglow of the stimulating transformation. Fingers eagerly twitching in anticipation of havoc to come while she licked her lips hungrily before she turned her gaze away from her body to the surrounding.
With a slight chuckle, she leapt into action as her wild mane spread out and her body surged forward with a powerful liveliness. Everything was intensified to her, every sensation, movement, and thought. This form was made for pure excitement and amusement for there was nothing now that could inhibit her. Not any moral qualms or force that could impede her.
Time to get to business and her business was pleasure.
