"Well, I am 'Da Man,'" Jim said, "so let's try that."
"I was hoping you'd pick that one," the scientist said as she strapped him into a chair. She put on a rubber glove and scooped a handful of the cream out of a jar. She stuck her gloved hand down his pants and began to massage his penis, rubbing the cream all over it.
"That's what I like," Jim said, aroused by the tingly sensation she was causing. He felt his penis shifting in her hand and assumed it was becoming more erect, but somehow her hand felt bigger. Suddenly she was no longer massaging his shaft, but lathering a smooth crotch... and then she was INSIDE him, covering the inner walls of some new cavity with the cream. Eventually her whole fist was inside him, and then...
"AAAAIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEE!!!!!" Jim screamed as he felt an orgasmic sensation unknown to him.
The scientist unbuttoned Jim's shirt and began massaging his nipples, which swelled with each swirl of her hand until there were two pubescent bumps on his chest. She began rubbing the cream into his Adam's Apple and it shrank back into his neck.
"What are you... doing?" Jim asked, gasping as he heard the timbre of his voice become more girly. She began massaging the cream into his scalp like shampoo, and he felt his hair grow until it covered his ears. He could feel a lock resting on his forehead.
"All right, stand him up." The guards lifted him to his feet and the scientist gave him a good looking over before stripping him of the rest of his clothes. She was a good five inches shorter than him, but he felt intimidated by her. "Throw him in."
"What? Wait, wait! No!" Jim yelled as the guards threw him into a swimming pool full of cream. He was completely submerged for a few seconds, and when he came up he could tell his hair was already even longer.... it was in his face. He stood there gasping for air until the scientist called out, "You don't want to stay in there too long."
She was right. When he first stood up the cream was up to his belly button, but now it was up to his nipples, which were quickly expanding into breasts. As he waded toward the ladder, his perspective continued to drop further and further. He became weaker and his arms looked like sticks, devoid of muscle and hair. He didn't dare look at his hands, which he knew were smaller and sported longer fingernails.
By the time he reached the ladder, he was gasping for breath again because the cream was nearly up to his eye level. With some difficulty, he... she climbed out and the scientist wrapped a towel around her.
"You can go now," she told the guards, seeing that she could easily handle Jim on her own. Jim turned around to find that the scientist's boobs were at her eye level.
"How tall are you?" Jim asked in a sweet voice.
"Five five, little one." she answered, to Jim's horror. "What shall we try next?"
Sat Jan 26 16:46:27 2002