I knew it would take a while to get to my new home, a moderately large coastal hub called Byrne's Cove.
It was an essential aspect of the coastline, being the most heavily built-up center for a group of smaller towns both dotting the coast and the islands in the area. Despite being the biggest of the towns in the area it was still fairly small, being more of a large town rather than any semblance to the major city I was leaving.
From what I had been told while working at my college the town was surprisingly important to our institution, to the point that we had even invested in creating a small satellite campus in the bustling port. On the surface it was to bolster education in the community, providing a chance for tertiary education to the undeserved and isolated towns that filled that remote part of the country. However, there was a more selfish motive to it all as well.
It was through this campus we liaised with the local businesses and ship captains, creating areas where fishing would be diminished or not take place at all in the public-facing effort of making conservation areas. While the PR was amazing in that respect the real money was in sending students out to the satellite campus, utilizing our contacts and those conservation zones to provide one of the best courses in marine biology and environmental sciences in the country.
This was where my department had managed to squeeze me into, working in the small liaison office in this quaint hub of a 'city'. I had been provided with some form of accommodation in the town thanks to the college owning large chunks of property for this very purpose, shifting staff out to this far-flung end of the country. From what I had been told at the time the job was simple to say the least, with lots of office work and sorting through papers. The manager of the office would know exactly what was needed to keep the office running, I was just there to help them. Really, it was a somewhat superfluous position, but so long as it kept me employed I'd do my best.
Sighing to myself I look down, adjusting my sweater turned tight form-fitting dress and tugging my panties free from my voluminous flesh behind. A soft whimper escapes my lips as I watch my body shift into a dense blur beneath me, a reminder of this new terrible eyesight of mine.
"This...this will be...fine..." I mutter, wincing at the sound of my sweet melodic voice dripping with a thick and undeniable Chinese accent.
For a moment I wonder if I made the right decision, my mind drifting to the thought of the other bodies I had seen was well as the sight of my old body striding naked up the long stairs to be sold to someone else. Were they all like this? Filled with restrictive and obvious twisting of the mind and body? Or had I just gotten unlucky, my voice being mangled by a filter that I simply would be unable to fight for the rest of my days.
Before I can think for too long on the topic I find myself leaving the well-laid roads of the city and the suburbs, shifting to a bumpier and rougher ride as I travel out towards the coast. The moment I hit my first bump in the road a shuddering moan escapes my lips, the impact reverberating up into my plump ass cheeks and my tight little pussy.
My eyes go wide at the involuntary action, my soft lips quivering as my face grows flush.
"What was..." I begin to squeak, my words getting cut off by another pleasured whimper as I reach a patch of extremely uneven road coated with dense gravel.
I'm forced to slow the car to a crawl, dropping well below the speed limit as I squeeze my juicy thighs together in an effort to stem the mind-numbing pleasure wracking my new body. My breath grows heavy, my mouth hanging open as I pant and my eyes looking back at me in the mirror with need.
Biting the bullet I pull the car over, quivering in my seat as I try to calm down. I quickly switch the heating off and turn on the AC in the hopes of giving myself the best equivalent to a cold shower I can muster. I can feel my panties rapidly growing wet, a sticky sensation beginning to seep out to coat my sensitive thighs.
"The...hell was..." I pant, reaching up with shaking hands to run them through my silky black hair. I was horny, too horny. My body was turned up to eleven and begging for some sort of attention even if it came from an unfortunately bumpy road.
"I guess...Julie has never gotten...off" I say with a laugh, my voice coming out as a sweet giggle.
A slight fog begins to form on the windows before rapidly receding as the AC takes effect. Slowly but surely my breath begins to return to normal, the heat coursing through my body subsiding as I'm blasted with cold air. I wince as I feel one unintended side effect, my thick nipples poking through the tight wool material of the sweater, though it is far more manageable than the overwhelming arousal I had been feeling up until this point.
With one final deep breath, shivering slightly in the cold, I begin to reset the heating in my car. Gripping the steering wheel with white knuckles I attempt to regain my focus, shaking the last few moments from my mind out of fear of things repeating themselves.
"Just...just focus on the road...Avoid...rough bits...get to the office and get my key" I stammer, focusing my mind on the plan as I pull back out onto the road.
The rest of the trip is thankful uneventful for the most part. I watch as the houses grow fewer and further between, passing through the occasional town comprising a general store and maybe a few random businesses operating out of old weathered buildings.
I drive far more slowly than I wanted to once I was on the open road, wracked with fear about setting my new body off again and worried about whether I would be able to handle it as calmly as I had the first time.
After hours and hours of driving I finally begin to see my destination, two peaks rising in the distance each flanking Byrne's Cove further down in the valley between them. Driving along the coastline the first real piece of the town I see are the boats, the cavalcade of a fleet comprising small local fishing boats to larger shipping and transport vessels dancing on the horizon. Curving around to the dockside entry to the town I stare in awe at the massive seeming docks extending far into the water, the mixture of old wooden areas and industrial concrete putting just how much this town had grown on full display.
The road on this side of town is extremely narrow, straddling the steep incline of the mountain to the left and the rocky 'beach' to the right. My heart leaps into my throat multiple times as I navigate the winding curve, cursing under my breath at my eye-sight whenever I'm forced to slow to a crawl.
Thankfully, I manage to escape the deathtrap in due course and finally get my first good look at the down. Quaint describes it quite well, with a building ranging from relatively modern to those well over a century old. The land hadn't really been altered all that much over the years, leaving the whole place on a steep incline and separated into what looked like various layers of construction.
Roads range from those I'd usually expect from a modern city, to cobblestone in some of the older streets, to what looks like simply dirt in some of the fringes of the town. Swallowing hard, I'm forced to take a far longer route to my destination in an effort to avoid the cobblestones for obvious reasons.
With a fairly heavy delay I manage to wind my way around to the satellite campus, the modern-looking building made of dark iron beams and heavy panes of glass appearing out of place in the older-looking district. Despite the size of the place I manage to find a parking space fairly easily, the still quite heavy rain most likely keeping people at home over the weekend.
Glancing down at myself once again I turn off the engine, huffing as I try to cover up my sexpot of a body as best as I can. I barely manage to get the sweater down to my mid-thigh, the lower half clinging to my massive ass and hips enticingly.
"This is the best...I think I can do..." I sigh, wriggling in my seat as I feel the panties begin to become floss between my ass cheeks once again. "I just wish I had some better clothes...and shoes..." I whimper, wiggling my toes and wincing at the thought of racing through the rain like this.
Popping the door open I'm stunned for a moment, the scent of saltwater hitting me like a truck as I take in the ocean air. It's so crisp, so clean, at least compared to the heavy smog laden air I was used to.
Before making a break for the building I pause, my eyes darting over to the manila folder I had been given. Snatching it up I quickly open it, fishing around for my new documentation.
"I'll need to prove who I am" I grumble, pouring the contents out into my laps. "I mean they're not going to give the keys to some random Asian chick that shows up."
Sifting through the documents I'm awestruck by how professional they all look, each and every card or certificate printed on official material and always accompanied with the appropriate seals of authenticity. Grabbing my driver's license I hold it decently far from my face, the blurry card slowly coming into focus with enough distance on it.
Name: Julie Hughes
DOB: 12/05/1996
Address: 3/4 282 Matthew Parade
As I read the card a sly smile creeps across my lips, my eyes staring at the new date of birth.
"So...I'm a little younger" I mutter, a slight amount of excitement in my voice. "And they say girls live longer...I may have bought myself a decent chunk of time" I giggle, finding the bright side after so many oddities with my new body.
Fishing through the documents I finally find what else I was looking for. Reaching down I nab my new staff ID, my brow furrowing as I look at the pictures on each of the cards. They're definitely of my new body, yet they're slightly different and the one in the license even looks slightly younger.
"Did they...take these pictures as they grew the..." I mutter, shaking the thought from my head in an effort to avoid tumbling down that rabbit hole.
Grabbing my keys from the ignition I leap from the vehicle, staggering as my feet hit the ground and I feel the unfamiliar weight of my body wobble beneath me once again. Eager to get inside as soon as possible I slam the door behind me, locking it remotely as I race towards the massive glass doors. I nearly trip over myself constantly as I run, my massive hips shaking from side to side throwing me off almost as much as my massive rear bouncing with each step.
Rushing in through the doors I'm met with a wave of warm air, the building surprisingly well heated and enclosed despite the open appearance of all the glass. Taking a minute to catch my breath I look around, my stomach sinking as I realize I have nowhere I am in this strange new building. I begin to think back to the email I had been sent about the position, the instructions I had been given. My hand reaches for my pocket only to brush against the smooth supple flesh of my thigh, my head twisting over my shoulder to look back at the car and my jeans trapped within.
I let out a gasp of despair as I stare at my car through the sheets of rain, distraught at the idea of having to run back and forth another time. However, as I try to think of what to do I find myself muttering under my breath.
"Office 3-12, far end of the main building, take the elevator from the main entrance and take a right until you reach the end of the hall. Don't forget to knock first as they may be in a meeting with a stakeholder" I whisper softly, my eyes going wide as my mouth practically runs off on its own while repeating the email verbatim.
I begin to slowly plod my way over to the large shiny and polished steel elevator door to the right of the main entrance, my heart racing as I revel in my newfound memory. The door spring open the second I press the call button, allowing me to hop inside and begin my ascent to the third floor.
"That was...I can't believe I could remember all..." I muse, a grin spreading over my lips. "This could be pretty useful" I purr excitedly, leaving the elevator as the doors open once again.
Waddling along down the largely empty halls I keep trying to readjust my 'dress', having given up on disgorging my new panties from my behind or taking more control over the pitch and roll of my wide hips. There was no point in trying, my body demanding to move in its natural stride and fighting me with every step I took otherwise.
Reaching 3-12 I lightly tap on the door, shivering out of equal parts nervousness and cold.
"Come in!" calls out a voice from the other side, quickly being followed by the sound of a photocopier starting up and loud footsteps.
I slowly open the door, poking my cute head inside. "Hi, I'm Jo...Julie Hughes. I'm meant to be working in this office." I squeak, my heart skipping a beat as I almost let my old name slip.
My eyes are immediately drawn to the person racing around the room, piles of forms and folders stacked in their hands. At the sound of my voice they turn to me, dropping the paperwork on one of the two desks in the office. I'm met with the sight of a handsome...
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