Fine print [TG, MC]

Tom was struggling.

He knew he was in for a rough ride in the unforgiving acting business, but his luck had truly taken a turn for the worse. Left struggling for work and a dangerously decreasing bank account, he knew he needed a break, and fast.

That’s why, when the pale young man came across a cryptic ad for a “well paid, fully accommodated” acting gig, he didn’t think twice. This was a once in a lifetime opportunity, after all.

As Tom walked into the room, he felt his heart pounding. Stood before him was a rather bland looking white room, with a sofa in the far corner, with a bed on the opposite side and a temporary table arrangement nearest to him, of which a man and a woman sat. The two he was trying to impress.
“Ahhh, you must be Tom, come and take a seat.” The man beckoned, with Tom following. “I see you dressed well.”
“Thank you, i try..” Tom replied, noting his full piece suit that he was wearing. “Am i overdressed orr..?”
“No No, it won’t be a problem” He replied, smirking. “Now, are you ready to get going?”
“of course, but… what am i supposed to be doing?” Tom noted the lack of cameras, or, come to think of it, any sort of actual equipment? how odd, he thought to himself.
“Oh, you’ll see.” The woman assured him. “But first, we need you to sign here.” she gestured towards a form on the table in front of her.
“Oh yeah, sure.” Tom replied, picking up a pen. Just the usual stuff, insurance and all of that. As Tom signed the paper, however, he felt a small shift as a strange sensation, his heart beginning to race with a sickness building in his stomach. “Oh, fuck..” he mumbled, caught up with what he assumed to be nerves.
“All okay, Honey?” The woman asked.
“Yeah, just… nervous.” He creeked in response
“Don’t worry, take your time.” she purred in response, although Tom found himself unable to stand, stumbling clumsily onto the sofa behind him. Falling harshly into the seat, he found his hair falling into his face.. huh? Tom had always had short hair, why was it now a problem? he was a mess. “What did you do to me” He panicked.
“Only what you signed up for, babes.” She grinned in response. in his haze, he hardly noticed that his long hair had transformed from ginger to jet black. Fuck, he was sweating so badly. Unbuttoning his shirt, his fingers became small and thin as his nails became manicured and polished. These changes continued up his arms as they became hairless and thin, almost… womanly. Tom, however, was more focused on the sensation that he was feeling. He no longer felt nervous or unwell, instead he felt… Horny. Fuck, he was Horny. Tom bit his lip as they became larger and kissable. Matter of fact, his entire face had changed. His nose has shrunk considerably as his eyes became brown and beautiful, complimenting his now chest length hair.

Tom could resist no longer as the pleasure spread throughout him. Reaching down into his pants, he grabbed his rock hard dick and began to stroke. He was so engrossed in his pleasure that he barely noticed his adam’s apple shrank and shrank, making his ever growing moans higher and higher. More bizarrely, however, with each pump of his dick, it became softer and softer until it was entirely limp in his hand. Not that tom cared as he continued to masturbate. Matter of fact, Tom’s balls began to shrink into his body, with his penis following suit. Tom bared no resistance, finding himself encouraging his dick into his body, leaving a wet slit in it’s place.

Tom barely stopped as the new woman fingered herself relentlessly. More changes were to come as her feet became small and petite. Her legs grew and became longer as her thighs grew larger and hairless. Next was her ass, which inflated to become attractive and sexy. The man and woman watched on as her newly grown height vanished as she shrank from 6”1 to a more fitting 5”3. Tom continued to moan as her shoulders shrank down to befit her new body. Finally, Tom almost squealed in pleasure as two mounds grew on her chest, her nipples becoming incredibly sensitive as two breasts formed to complete her transformation.

“Ahhh fuuuuck… I…” was all she could mutter.
“ahhh, yes, Tori.” The man grinned, Tori recognising that as her name, “You’ve come along perfectly.”
“I… I…” She panted, exhausted.
“Yes? what do you want, Slut?” He asked, The degrading turning her on, because what didn’t at this point.
“Fu… Fu… Fuck me please, Fuck me, FUCK ME MASTER” she screamed, finally accepting her new role as a plaything.
“Very well..” Her master grinned. One thing was for certain. Tori was in for a good night.