"I mean... What's the harm in just looking?" I mutter to myself, my teeth clenched as I knew just how impulsive I could be with other purchases. "I'll need to open it anyway to try and block these stupid fucking..."
I stop mid-sentence, my eyes going wide as I recoil at the sight of the offers that had been made just between last night and this morning. As the app loads, I find myself staring at six new offers.
Offer One: Reproductive Organs
Sex: Female
Age: 21
Complete set of reproductive organs.
Healthy and fertile.
No record of chronic or acute detrimental health conditions.
Price: $75,500
Warning: No further swapping of the enclosed traits beyond (24/02/2022)
Warning: Please seek further advice from a medical professional
As I read the entry I barely even register it, not really wanting to give up my not-so-little buddy between my legs. However, as my gaze catches the price offered for me to take on the trait I freeze up.
My jaw drops at the price, a whole house deposit bundled up for me so long as I was willing to quite literally give up my manhood. Despite the horrifying thought of parting with the thick slumbering monster between my legs, the juicy lump of cash was all too enticing.
"I...seriously can't believe I'm doing..." I wince, my thumb hovering over the accept button. "Why did I fuck look at..." I wheeze, my trembling digit coming down on the tantalizing and all too alluring offer.
Not even the warning can deter, though I barely read them as my mind remains locked to the price offered for me to take on these new organs. My stomach sinks as I see the offer disappear from my screen, a large [ACCEPTED] prompt covering the now unseen window of information.
The nanobots inside me quickly flicker to life, racing down as fast as they can towards my crotch. My stomach sinks as I imagine them inside me, my groin feel abnormally warm largely due to my own fears and anxiety over the situation.
Flicking to my banking app my heart skips a beat, the balance having surged sudden as the large sum of cash is deposited in exchange for the bone-chilling act. With my heart racing at my impulse yet profitable choice I quickly return to the app, working my way through the remaining options.
Offer Two: Hip and Pelvic Bones Along With Underlying Tissue
Sex: Female
Age: 36
Size: 48 Inches
A set of hip and pelvic bones.
Joints are relatively healthy and in good condition.
Stretches and light exercise were recommended previously to maintain their
condition.
Price: $28,900
I chew at my lip as I stare at the second offer, my cock firming up as blood is quickly forced into the ten-inch beast by the swarm of tiny robots.
My eyes drift down to my own slender mannish hips, my whole body being rather stick like as my slender frame forms more or less a straight line. My mind drifts down to my crotch, to the thought of the pussy that would be forming there at some point soon.
I wasn't going to be able to hide it all too well, to pretend my best to live my old life while a flat mound rests between my legs. Sure I could keep up appearances, but for how long?
Looking at the money offered the gears in my head begin to turn.
"That's...a new car..." I muse, my quivering lips twisting into a greedy grin. "Or maybe...some renovations...or a bigger house..." I continue, tapping the accept button without another thought.
My blood runs cold as I do so, my gaze darting back up to the size in inches. I quickly try to search just what that would look like on me, my stomach churning as I'm met with scant few images of women with truly oversized hips.
"I should have..." I squeak, sweat forming on my brows as I search the app. "How do I take it...back..." I whine, slowly realizing that once I accepted it was final unless I wanted to pay to get rid of the trait.
Offer Three: Height and General Build
Sex: Undisclosed
Age: 52
Size: 5'0"
The general height and build of an undisclosed individual.
Fitness and BMI have no effect on this trait.
Current traits and purchased traits will alter to the new size.
Price: $42,250
I do not have much time to linger on the of my soon to be ballooning hips however, my focus being ripped from me as I see the next offer and the large sum of money attached to it.
I wince once again, my vision darting over to my tall and imposing reflection in the window as I try to imagine myself without my full 6'4" build.
This offer had likely come from someone setting themselves up for retirement, spending their savings early in the hopes of living their twilight years in the body of their dreams.
The price was pretty good as well, another bout of repairs and renovations for the hypothetical house. I cringe at the thought of what those renovations could be however, my thoughts zeroing in on making tall shelves and other things accessible to my diminished height.
I leave the offer behind, though I don't outright decline it, as I move on.
Offer Four: Chest with Underlying Glands, Tissue, and Hair
Sex: Female
Age: 29
Size: 32 I
Chest with Underlying Glands and Tissue.
Have been used to breastfeed one child, Four years ago.
Subtle sag and teardrop shape, perfect condition beyond use.
Price: $37,000
Warning: Enclosed traits have been undergoing (Lactation) for (4 Years)
Warning: Condition Diagnosed
Gritting my teeth as I read the entry my gaze drifts downwards to my chest, the flat and rather unremarkable plain of pale skin and body hair. I try my best to envision myself with something more protruding, my imagination failing to truly grapple with the size or feeling from the words in the offer.
With my gaze drifting lower I remember the sale of my lower half, the over one hundred thousand dollars I had managed to claim in exchange for my manhood and any ability to hide or deny the feminine alterations.
"I guess I should..." I mutter, my lower body already feeling warm and flushed as material is stripped away at a cellular level. "It'd...balancing things out I..." my muttering continues, freezing up as I see the plethora of warnings attached.
Shaken for a moment I notice the next option, another chest that would match my womanly lower body.
Offer Five: Chest with Underlying Glands, Tissue, and Hair
Sex: Female
Age: 19
Size: 30 G
Chest with Underlying Glands and Tissue.
Naturally perky and firm.
No underlying health conditions.
Price: $10,600
As I read over it however I find myself being turned away, the amount of money being nearly a quarter of what the other woman was offering.
Sure they were an older set, sure they had been used in child-rearing, and sure they had warning labels plastered over them but the money was too much of a draw for my perpetually money-hungry mind.
"I'm sure... I'm sure they'll stop once I have them..." I croak out, reading over the warning messages around the unknown ailment causing the lactation. "Probably just something wrong with... wrong with her... yeah..." I muse, struggling to convince even myself as I select the more enriching offer.
Offer Six: Reproductive Organs
Sex: Female
Age: 19
Complete set of reproductive organs.
Familial medical history of polycystic ovaries.
Distant relation, extremely low chance but warrants check-up.
Price: $21,500
I squirm in place, the heat in my lower body dying down a little and my cock deflating somewhat as half the nanobots quickly race to the new sight for reconstruction.
As I look to the last offer I catch some of the chest hairs poking through the neck if the V-neck short begin to shiver and shrink, the tiny machines harvesting them for resources like dark towering trees.
The last off strangely enough is grayed out, the offer for another set of sexual organs having been voided as I took the first pair listed. It would appear that once a trait was sold, traded away for money and a trait in return, all other offers on that trait fell through.
"Good to know...I guess" I hiss, shifting awkwardly as I feel my diminishing chest hairs tickle at my skin.
I quickly return to the diminished height offer, the money being rather enticing. However, I just can't give up my own towering stature for something so small for that amount of money.
With a small amount of hesitation I decline the offer, the app quickly notifying the person behind it and letting them know they needed to place a larger offer if they still wanted my 6'4" frame for themselves
As I tap at the screen, closing out if the offers from this morning, I feel my body begin to grow more flushed and my stomach begins to growl aggressively. Cravings quickly begin to wrack my mind as a near painful desire for fats, protein, and calcium begin to build in my gut.
My eyes dart to my fridge, the thought of the pre-cooked chicken and jugs of milk inside leaving me salivating as my body yearns for the building materials. Inside me the nanobots quickly set about tearing muscle, fat, and bone away from me as they build their own necessary stockpiles to effect the changes.
However, with no small amount of effort my eyes dart down to my phone once more. Those had just been the six messages since I had woken up this morning, what more could I have been receiving all this time? I had already earned $141,400 for the small small cost of tearing apart and reforming my body with the pieces others wanted to discard, how much more could I make?
With this I could buy a house, hell I could buy a small and cramped apartment outright with my new savings. However, deep down there is an unstable desire for more, the last few months of struggling leading to the craving to have even more even if it meant more sacrifices.
My eyes flutter between the fridge and my phone, drool slipping past my lips as the cravings grow worse. Could I even handle any more changes? How would I even fuel any more changes with what I had in the kitchen at the moment? Perhaps I should simply wait it out, be a reasonable person and let the changes take their course before I even look at what more was out there being offered to me.
My body finally wins out, causing me to race to the fridge and the build blocks I so desperately craved. As I rip the door open I barely even notice...
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