Wade in the Waters

Disclaimer: Okay, guys, since this is my first 'graphic' story, I'm going to have to do things a little different.
The following story is not meant for... virgin eyes, I guess you could say. So, if you feel that you may not be able to handle such language or whatever, then please, be aware. If you feel that you may be offended (no racial slurs, I'm talking 'nasty' words), can't handle bad language or just don't want to read because of it, then don't continue to read the story. Mind you, I will not hold back, this means that if there's a certain part of the transformation or a word that I wouldn't use before, then I will use it. But likewise, I'll also try to hold back from using it too often and such. After all, I still keep an innocent mind :)
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    Kevin lived pretty much a normal life. Nothing was too bad nor was it too good. It was just an average day for him everyday and he liked it that way. Of course, if something good or bad would happen, then there would be a slight change in his routine, then, back to normal as if nothing happened.

    It was Friday and Kevin was driving home from work, listening to music with a smile on his face. Not that his job was bad, he just liked Fridays because he could sleep in and work on other things aside from what he should bring for lunch. Approaching his house, he noticed a mail truck pulling up to his driveway. "Perfect timing!" He said, pulling over behind the truck. He turned off his car and walked up to it as the mail lady exited the truck. "Excuse me!" Kevin announced his presence. She turned around and smiled, "Hi there! I'm going to assume you live here?" Kevin noticed a package in her hands, "Yes, ma'am! And I'm going to assume that that package is for me?" He pointed to the small brown box in her hands. She looked down and chuckled, "Yes! I just need you to sign this." She handed Kevin an electric pad for him to sign. He signed it and received the package. "Thank you! Have a nice day!" He called. "You, too!" The lady responded and she drove off.

    He got back into his car to park the car and proceeded inside his house to examine the package. He placed it on the counter and attempted to find a return address or maybe even an address in general, but he couldn't find any. He was afraid of opening at first considering the package was a strange one from an unknown person; it could have been a bomb or poison. Kevin got a knife and carefully sliced the tape on the side of the box. Still being cautious, he slowly opened the flap on the right and pulled out a styrofoam piece with cellophane on top. He looked at it and found a bottle of something. It was a bath goodie, some sort of shampoo or bath soother. He opened the cellophane and took the bottle out. It was no bigger than a shot glass. He turned the bottle trying to find a label of a company or the name of the product, attempting to find out what it was exactly. Then he noticed a camouflaged paper in the styrofoam. He picked it up and opened it. It read:

    Soothingly Bath Oil!

    Congratulations! You and 12 other people have been chosen to test our new product! This bath oil will sooth your pores, relinquish any stress and calm your soul! It's as easy as 1, 2, 3! Simply ready a bath, get inside and pour our product into the water. You'll begin to feel new in seconds!
We hope you'll enjoy our product!

    It was very strange to get a letter from a person or a company that wasn't even stated on the paper, but he was willing to try it out for himself to see if it was worth the time. If it wasn't, then at least he'll be clean.

    Kevin went upstairs to his bathroom and began to run a bath. He stripped down and placed the small bottle of oil on the tub. He stepped into the warm, but soothing water and lay down in relaxation. After a few moments of calm, he grabbed the bottle, opened it and poured it around the water, making sure the oil didn't seep down to his skin. To his surprise, the yellow-colored oil turned purple as it hit the water. He didn't mind it, it was probably the heat that changed to viscous liquid. Feeling the oil almost immediately, he went into a deeper conscience  of relaxation. Closing his eyes, he could feel a tiredness flow over him as he almost fell asleep, but of course, he remembered that he was in water and in fear of drowning in his own bathtub. However, when he opened his eyes, the water was entirely purple! No, not type of purple to where you can see through the water, it was a solid purple. "What the...?" Kevin got a little panicked. He then noticed some steam coming from the water. "Did the water get hotter from that?" Kevin couldn't really tell because he'd been in the water itself. A weird feeling came over his body, like something was about to happen. He couldn't see through the water and that kind of scared him. A piece of hair brushed in front of his eyes. Naturally, he had relatively long hair, but this was longer than what he had. Not only that, but it was red!

    "What the hell!?" Kevin got out of the bathtub and stood up. He looked down and noticed that every body hair that existed on him, was gone. He could see that his skin was peeling off as if he had sunburn. Any patches of peeled skin revealed a paler, softer skin underneath. It was as if he were wearing a body suit his entire life. While that was going on, he could feel his limbs begin to shrink and shape themselves. Kevin was so confused, he didn't know what was going on and he couldn't stop it. All the while as his hair continued to grow red. He got out of the bathtub and stood in the mirror to watch in horror. His chest was red like he had a rash. The skin broke around his right bosom as skin started to push out of the dead remnants of his skin. His nipple perked as it continued to push. The other bosom was still red, but skin still peeling off. Still looking in the mirror, he could see that the entire right side of his body was changing. "Changing..." Kevin thought, "Changing into..." His eyes lit up. He realized that he was turning into a girl.

    His bones were beginning to grow sore, Kevin could feel them underneath his skin as they began to shrink down into proportions for his new body. He arched slightly in pain as his spine took him down a couple of inches. His legs were slimming themselves into a shapely pair. His fingers grew slightly longer and his nails grew to add to the effect. He looked like a monster. The right side of his body was female while the other half was still muscular and manly. But a few spots on his body showed feminine pieces, like his collar bone was visible to him now. His shoulders toned down and his face was beginning to change. He could feel his eye have a muscle spasm. And to his attention, his right eye was now blue instead of brown. Then something on his crotch started to bug him, and that was the worst part of his change.

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    Kevin felt a slit underneath his scrotum. The slit was cutting itself open around his scrotum. The left testicle shot up into him, making him flinch, and the rest of the skin on that side followed. Now, completely visible, Kevin could see the slit about as big as a finger with a testicle hanging out of it. It was gross; you could see inside of his crotch, all the skin and some of his organs. With his testicle hanging out of it still, he could see and feel his penis began to bend over and point itself into the open hole. "Oh my God..." He cringed in pain as the skin on his penis was starting to stretch. It was stretching so much, that at the top of the penis, the skin started to break and rip like paper. Then, Kevin could see that the skin on his penis was scrumping up. He took a closer look and saw the 'innards' of his penis pull itself out of the skin. My, was it painful to feel his entire penis come out of his crotch and into the hole. He could feel the penis move up inside him and stopping right below his stomach. It started to stretch down into a canal for what is going to be a vagina. His other testicle finally shot up into him and moved into place with the other one, forming another ovary. The skin from his penis started to pull itself into the hole and turn into a 'wall' for the canal. The top of the skin pinched itself all along the slit and stopping a little ways below his butt. The hole closed up and pinched itself once more to finalize the shape of his now new vagina.

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    Kevin now noticed that the skin of his 'old body' was on the floor around him in a mess. Some patches were still on his body, but the majority of it was now pale, soft skin of his new self. His hair was practically finished, it was still growing the front of his hair for bangs. His other half of his body seemed to catch up with his right because his hand was slimmer and his other bosom was already pushing out with a perky nipple. Kevin started to cough. Each cough he made brought his voice higher in pitch to the point of a soft voice that a teenager would have. The last seconds of his transformation was taking place as the patches of skin fell off of him and small detail changes were taking place, like his nose shrinking. At long last, the painful moments of his transformation was done and Kevin was officially a girl.

    Kelsy was a little surprised. The bottle of oil she received in the mail was probably a gender potion. But, in her mind, she didn't necessarily care. "Hmm..." She held the bottle up to her eyes, examining the thing. "Why would somebody send me something that would turn me into a girl?" She put the bottle down and shrugged. "Oh well, it was probably just a prank..." She turned to the mirror and began to examine her new body. It was awfully strange, being a girl. Some of the feelings were alien to her. For example, she didn't have a penis and she had breasts. Was that normal for her? Not really, but she didn't mind it. She was girl now and she'd have to realize that, but that realization came quite quickly when she smiled and walked out of the bathroom to get clothes. She was going to like this new life of hers.

Dexter's Accident

    Dexter usually kept to himself in his laboratory. That is, until his sister, Dee Dee, comes into play. Dexter hates when Dee Dee comes into his lab. Every time she comes in, she usually messes something up, regardless if Dexter was working on it or not. Not only so, but she always oh-so curious as to what Dexter was up to. But sometimes, it was more than just seeing what Dexter was doing.

    Dexter was in his lab, as usual, working on some invention that would revolutionize his own little world. But, this was out of the ordinary, Dexter didn't seem like working on any of his towering robots, his machines or upgrading his personal assistant, his computer. No, Dexter decided to do something with chemistry. Sure, he's made a few concoctions here and there, but those were necessary, they weren't for personal use. He was making some kind of drink that would enhance one's appearance; mainly to make himself taller and better looking. "Hmm..." Dexter was lost in his mind about what he should be adding to this 'potion' to make it any better. "I think this may need some sort of flavoring. After all, I don't want to be drinking..." He looked over to his left and saw the ingredients he used; fish oil, crushed rose petals, fragrant grass. Pretty nasty tasting stuff. "... Ugh... I shall acquire some soda!" Dexter walked off out of his lab and downstairs. But Dexter forgot to close his door to the lab. Dee Dee waltzed into his room and into his lab.

    Dee Dee was always fascinated with Dexter's lab, no matter how many times she had been in there. And she wasn't exactly up to par with safety, either. She had walked in his lab with a Pony Puff Princess energy drink. Wondering his lab and examining the different machines and gadgets that Dexter's lab had to offer, she found his little chemistry station where he was working on his drink. "Ooohh..." She put her drink on a hot plate next to Dexter's beaker and was awestruck with the different vials and tubing that chemistry had to offer. "Wooooowww..." Then, the familiar voice struck her ears, "Dee Dee, what the heck are you doing in my labor-a-tory?!" Dexter angrily walked over to his sister and put his soda next to his beaker. "How many times have I told you to stay out of my labor-a-tory, stewpid girl!?" "Oh, calm down, Dexter, I was just looking at your toy here." She pointed to Dexter's chemistry station. "Dee Dee, that is not a toy, this is extremely dangerous stuff and you could get hurt without proper gear." As Dexter was explaining to Dee Dee, the energy drink that was on the hot plate practically exploded. Most of the liquid from the drink landed in Dexter's beaker. "STEWPID GIRL! You see what you have done?! You've ruined most of my machinery! GET OUT, GET OUT, GET OUT!" Dexter pushed his sister out of his lab and shut the door.

    "Oh, look at this mess!" Dexter pouted. "Computer; please get the janitor-bot on this, please?" "Of course, Dexter." His computer politely answered. A whirring came from down the lab and a robot with a rag and comb mustache was on the job immediately. "Careful of the equipment, janitor-bot." The robot beeped understandably. Dexter grabbed the soda and carefully poured it into the beaker that held the potion. "There we are!" Dexter held up the beaker in success. "Now, all we have to do is drink it and we'll be on our way to a better school life!" Dexter gulped the potion down in a matter of seconds. He placed the beaker on the table and sighed in satisfaction. "Hmm..." He smacked his lips, trying to take in another taste that he didn't seem to recognize. "Why is there a faint taste of cherry?" He went back to his soda and saw that it was just regular soda. He looked over at the ingredients he used and noticed the rose. "Could it have been the rose?" He shook his head and went back to work in his lab, waiting for the effects to take its course.

     Dexter felt sore after walking away from his station. "Good, it seems to be working!" He stood in front of his giant robot and looked into the leg for a reflection. Yea, it was working alright, he was a foot taller. "Excellent!" But Dexter's triumph was killed when his legs snapped back to his original height. He fell down. Dazed, he stood up and looked into the robot again. Not only was his head still hurting, but he thought he saw himself with blonde hair. "Ouch... That fall was quite a doozy!" He walked casually to a first aid bot and got an ice pack for the back of his head. He placed the pack on the spot where it was most sore and continued walking to his massive super computer. After a couple of steps, he felt the soreness spread all over his scalp. "What the heck is going on?" He started to jog back to the robot. At first, he assumed he was bleeding. But the truth was revealed when he saw his reflection: his hair was down to his neck. "Oh no!" He ran back to his chemistry station to check for any sort of solution. "Computer, analysis!" He shouted as he sprinted for his station. "Scanning... Scanning complete. Dexter, it appears that you are changing into a female from my analysis." Dexter arrived at his station, "Impossible! How is that?!" Frantic, Dexter was practically sweeping his entire station clean, looking for answers. He noticed that the gloves on his hands were gone. He looked back to find them on the floor a few feet back from him. He looked down at his hands and found them rapidly shrinking. His lab coat started to press against his skin. "ARGH! What can it be?!" He noticed the charred remnants of a bottle on the floor. He picked it up and mouthed what he could read on the bottle. His eyes grew wide with anger. "DEE DEE!!!!!" He shouted at the top of his lungs. He ran out of his lab and across the hall to his sister's room and began to pound on the door.

     "OPEN THE DOOR, GIRL!" Dexter noticed his black shoes were no longer rubber, and could feel socks on his feet. She opened the door in a polite, almost mocking way. "Yes, Dexter?" She had her eyes clothes and responded to him in a way stereotypical butlers would. "Dee Dee, you stewpid girl, look what you and your stewpid energy drink have done to me!" He pointed to himself and found that his entire bottom torso was changed completely: red flats with pinkish socks. His lab coat started to feel different when the sleeves started to climb his arms. "I don't know what you're talking about, Dexter." Dexter held up her energy drink. "Does this remind you of anything?" She picked the bottle out of his hand and slapped her face. "Oh no! You weren't supposed to drink that, Dexter!" He was a little confused as to why. "Why?" His sleeves stopped short below his shoulder and the bottom half of the lab coat fluttered down into a skirt. "Only girls are allowed to drink this! Have you no knowledge?" Dee Dee explained. Dexter himself was lost completely on a new world. "I-I-I don't understand, why...?" "PONY PUFF PRINCESS!" Dee Dee shouted some sense into him. "PRINCESS! Do you get it now?!" For some odd reason, Dee Dee was kind of panicking that her brother was turning into a girl. Dexter's lab coat's buttons fell off when the entire piece of clothing mashed together and turned red, becoming what is a girls dress. Feeling a tug in his hair, Dee Dee witnessed a red bow appear on the top of his head. "What am I going to do!?" Dexter shouted, hearing his voice climb with each syllable. Finally, Dexter's face morphed with feminine features and his change was finished..

    Dee Dee was shocked, but at the same time, excited. "NOOO!" The girl that is Dexter screamed. "It won't be that bad, Dexter." Dee Dee knelt beside her, trying not to explode with joy. "Come, I'll show you what it means to be a girl!" Dee Dee gestured a hand into her room. Dexter succumbed to her and walked into room, with a glum look on her face. When Dee Dee entered the room, she finally let her emotion go and started to shout with glee that her little brother is her little sister. From there on, Dexter was known as Diana and learned everything she needed to know from Dee Dee about how to be a girl. Of course, his knowledge never left him, Diana still goes into her lab and is still trying to find an antidote for the gender changing potion that Dee Dee created.




Sorry the story seems a little rushed near the end, but in reality, it's kind of supposed to be a... a kid's type of story. After all, it's Dexter's Laboratory, I don't want it to turn graphic! :P

The Magic Soap

    Man, I can't believe I lost the bet! And by a couple of points, too! Ugh, I'm getting to ahead of myself; let me start over. My name is Alex and me and my sister, Gina, had this bet on a game called 'Scramble with Friends'. I'm not sure if you know it, but it's like finding so many words in 2 minutes. Anyways, the bet was that if I win against her, she would have to turn herself into a boy for a month, if I lost, I'd have to turn myself into a girl for a month. And what happens? I lost the game by 7 points. SEVEN POINTS!! I had that game in the bag! God... A bet's a bet, my sister is actually out right now, buying something that'll change me.

    And apparently the 'changing' material is... Soap! Soap? Why soap? Why can't it be like a magical potion that tastes like sunshine dust? I mean, the name is 'Magic Soap', literally. That's pretty stupid, really it is. Might as well get into the shower and do it before my sister beats me up for not following a bet through. I opened the bar of soap and, it doesn't smell too bad! It actually smells like the uhm.... The antibacterial hand soap, you know? It's orange and smells... Ah, forget it, it just smells good! Anyways, so I get into the shower and start washing myself down with the soap. Nothing is really happening. Then, after about a minute of lathering my body, I felt this tingling all over my body. Like there was some sort of electricity flowing through. I had to keep washing, I don't think a small layer of soap isn't going to do me good. So, I'm washing and washing and then my skin feels really good! Not good as in rejuvenated, good as in soft! It was like this soap was made of baby oil! Anyways, back to what I was saying, my body started to go through some changes now that I've gotten enough soap into the pores. As a matter of fact, my hair started to grow. Might I say, when your hair grows quickly like that, it kind of hurts. I don't think your body is supposed to do that, which is why it did. But, my hair, it was long! Not only that, but the color of my black hair melted off and was now blonde. I liked it; it was blonde, but there was a pink hue to it when it was in shade, pretty cool! Then I noticed all of the body hair was thinning, disappearing, almost shrinking into my skin. Not only did I have the smooth skin of a girl, but now, I didn't have any body hair to prove it! Which is good, I suppose...

    I started to shrink next. I felt sore when I was shrinking, the muscles and bones were cramping like I had done nothing but straight aerobics and stretching and stuff. It was actually starting to hurt after a while, really bad actually. While I was shrinking down to size, my legs and my arms were shrinking along with it. Not only to fit the proportions of my body, but almost slendering to give myself the small, detailed curves that a girl had, you know? My legs got extra attention, they were so shapely by the time I finished shrinking, actually kind of sexy! But no, I shouldn't be talking about myself like that, that's just wrong... It's one thing to bask in the way you look, but actually getting turned on by the way you look? Nope, that's just disgusting. Anyways, My hands and feet had shrunk by this time so they didn't look out of the ordinary, might I say, I did have some cute hands and feet! Then I started to freak out when I saw my chest grow these 2 mounds of flesh. They weren't big, they looked like small man boobs, but I knew they were going to grow out more by the time I got out of the shower.

    Some of the more 'heavier' changes started to kick in next; my butt had started pushing itself out, I could tell because my butt was burning and I could feel some extra weight behind me. After my butt was done, and I guess my shrinking stature and bone manipulation was done either, my waist cracked really loud! So loud, I actually bent over and braced myself for pain, but there was just a sudden jerk and to my attention, my waist was now the familiar figure of an hourglass and love handles. "Hmph..." I grunted in disappointment when I realized that my hips were a little small, it didn't really show off my figure, you know? Ugh, listen to me, I'm starting to worry like a girl already... Anyways, when I had grunted, I could feel something in my throat; a piece of food? Phlegm? Whatever it was, I needed to clear my throat. I started to do so, but then something pricked it and made me cough. Each cough I made raised my voice higher and higher each time until it reached the perfect pitch. "How do I sound?" Amazing. I like this voice I have!

    The biggest change was when it hit me when it was happening: my manhood. Now, before I tell you, it's not fun having a piece of flesh practically being shoved into you; it hurts! Not only does it have to go inside, but it's also compacting itself so it hurts that much more and it feels weird too... I'm going to go into some detail, so if you know you can't handle it, try not to listen too well... It started off with me feeling it pulling itself inside. After about a couple of second of uncomfortable pressure, it started to compress itself. I looked down and saw that it was reaching under and out of my sight, but I could feel it, that's a given. I could feel my... it was... I could feel it shrinking, to put it that way. Literally, it was the most awkward thing you could feel. Then, I felt my skin pinch where ever my manhood had gone to. So, after that was done with, the rest of the skin was starting to pull and drag itself into the makeshift slit that had formed beneath. And that was pretty much it; the slit formed, the rest of the flesh was inside and then my organs moved around. It felt weird having nothing there. It's like, you know you had something there and you know nothing is there, but when you go to move your legs or feel around there, all you feel is nothing but a patch of skin. I'm not going to lie, but I was actually feeling around there for a little, but when I felt my hand start to slip in, I quickly pulled back; I wasn't ready for stuff like that and never will be!

    Finally, after so long, my boobs were starting to bloat. I tried taking deep breaths to speed it up, but it was going at its own pace. It looks uhh.... I guess the word to use here is interesting? Some word I don't know, like that, it was cool to watch, let's say that. It was like a balloon being blown up, to give you an idea. So, after about a couple of seconds of watching my breasts sprout, my transformation was over, so I could get out of the shower.

    "Gina, I'm finished!" I shouted in my new voice. I stepped down and out of the shower. I grabbed a towel and started to dry my new body, examining each and every detail as I did. I folded the towel onto my body and walked to the living room, where I assumed she was watching TV. "'G'?" I called out, looking for her. "In my room! Come up here so I can take a look at you and I can get you into some of my clothes!" I quickly walked upstairs and opened the door to an environment that only a girl would like. Although I am a girl, I still didn't like it; I'm still me, you know. "Oh, don't you look cute!" She squealed in a voice a dog would love. "Haha... Funny... You said you had some clothes?" She pointed to her closet and I saw a dress already ready for me. It was a yellow dress with pink-ish knee socks and flats. "Nope. Not going to." "Aw, come on!" Gina complained. "You'll look nice!" I shook my head, "The only thing I'll look nice in is my jeans, a Skrillex T-shirt and a hoodie, Gina. I'm not wearing that." Gina thought for a couple of seconds, "At least wear panties, then?" "Fine." I snatched the white pair out of her hands and walked over to my room. Why did I take them? I know my boxers won't fit me anymore; I don't have anything down there to hold them up!

So, that's my story. If you're wondering, I'm still a girl. It's been well over a month and I'm actually enjoying it! I don't think I'll change back any time soon...