Milkshake [TG, MC]

 

The bells chimed as the door opened, Anthony sheepishly entering the building. The young man had been out for some fresh air when he stumbled across a new café. Anthony lived in a small town, so a new business opening up was always a novelty. Anthony took pride in supporting local business, and so thought best to pop in and at least have a look.

A strong, indescribable scent assaulted his senses as he approached the counter. Looking around, the decor was normal enough. Pastel pink walls with cliche images of famous skylines. Exclusively circular tables were surrounded by four chairs each, creating a symmetrical layout on either side of the centre, all with the main counter on the wall farthest from the door. Standard really.

“Hi! What can i get for you today?” The woman on the counter asked, cheerfully.
“Oh, hey, um, I’d just like a muffin?” Anthony asked, realising that he’d never actually checked the menu. Every cafe serves muffins, right?
“Ok, Sure!” The girl chirped. Thank god. “Would you like a free milkshake with that? It’s an opening promotion of ours!”
“Oh, uh, sure, please.” Anthony winced at his awkwardness. He didn’t actually want a milkshake, he’d just had a full coffee. But he found that he’d answered almost out of instinct, which was odd. He was an awkward guy, but he always said what he thought. So this was an out of character moment for himself.
“Oh, great!” The barista’s eyes lit up in joy. “If you’d like to take a seat, we’ll get that to you ASAP!” Anthony obliged, finding the nearest seat possible and getting comfortable.

Seemingly instantly, the Barista delivered him his milkshake. And nothing else.
“Hey um, I ordered a muffin?” He asked, nervously.
“Oh, of course!” She replied. “I’ll get that now for you!”
“Thanks, uh. Sophie.” Anthony read from her name tag, as the young woman walked back into the kitchen. She was pretty, he thought, as he contemplated trying to talk to her further before he left. As things stood, though, he was sat here, waiting. With nothing else to do, Anthony decided to take a sip of his bright pink milkshake. As he swallowed, a warm fizz erupted throughout his body, leaving him shuddering in goodness. It was so sweet, it was so good.

Instantly, Anthony sucked on the straw again. As the liquid entered him, his hair grew out cascading down and becoming lighter as it reached an end at his chest area. The euphoric sweetness took over his body as he sipped further, his body hair reverting back into his body as the coldness of the milkshake could be felt in his throat. Speaking of, the next sip began to squeeze on his neck, thinning out as his vocal chords became tighter and higher. Anthony stopped for air, oblivious to his changes, as Sophie watched on from behind the kitchen door.

Anthony placed the straw back in his mouth, finding that his lips had become much more plump and kissable, not to mention his eyes, that had turned from a blue to a dark brown, and his nose, that had become smaller and daintier. Taking a massive gulp, another wave of sugary pleasure erupted through him, as his hands and arms thinned out, his shoulders becoming smaller and more narrow. Meanwhile, his feet shrank from a size 8 to a much smaller size 3. But where was all of this mass to go? His thighs. Blowing up in proportion as they grew to a sexy, feminine size. Moaning in pleasure, Anthony began the final suck. As he did so, his chest began to pulsate, until two mounds of mass exploded within him, creating two generously sized tits that he began to fondle.

Finally, the pleasure became too much for the young man to handle. Reaching down for his dick, Anthony found that his shaft was rapidly shrinking, a wet slit forming in it’s place. Not that it bothered her, sliding two fingers into her new pussy, she moaned in orgasmic pleasure as she reached the bottom of the milkshake. The familiar warm fizz enveloped her mind, clouding her thoughts until she had no thoughts left to think. No memories. Only pleasure. As the young woman climaxed, a wave of new thoughts, new memories. Exploded into her mind, overwhelming her conscience until…

“Here’s your muffin, ma’am!” The familiar chirp of Sophie snapped Anna back into reality. She must have been caught up daydreaming.
“Oh, thank you Sophie!” She smiled, before remembering what she had contemplated beforehand. “Just one thing!” She asked, nervously reaching into her pocket and pulling out a piece of paper with her number on it. “This is my number. I’m Anna. I think we should be friends!” Sophie accepted the price of paper, before smiling. “Of course! Thank you Anna! I think so too!”
“Okay, great!” Anna smiled in relief. “Call me!”
“I will!” Sophie smiled, before turning away and heading back to the kitchen. Smirking to herself.
“I am gonna love living here…”