Chapter 18
by 
Abdulalahazred
What's next?
Meanwhile
Special agent Jack Vaughn struggled to stand in her too large clothes. With growing trepidation she kicked off her steel toed combat boots, delicate feet much too petite for them. She felt like a child playing dress up as she unzipped her flack jacket, the only thing that felt tight on her large breasts. It rubbed almost painfully against her nipples and caused them to tingle much too pleasantly. A tingling echoed in her groin which she knew was a pussy now. She could feel her strong sexual urges start to assert themselves but fought them off as best she could. The clothes on her sensitive skin were too distracting. She continued stripping and then paused as she realised her batten was cock sized and shaped. She could... she shook of the thought with growing difficulty.
“Some kind of X-Change gas,” she muttered as she fumbled for her headset. This has come off when she changed. “This is Agent Jack Vaughn. We need back up and a hazmat team. They’ve used weaponised X-Change. The results aren’t pretty...” she giggled a little vacuously at her joke. “Everyone was affected. Oh poop...” she started to cry.
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