Published: Aug 25, 2024

My one-hundred and forty-eighth caption, featuring another entry into my TransforLife series!

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TransforLife was easily the biggest phone app that had ever existed. Using advanced technology that seemed like something out of science fiction, the app was capable of changing aspects of the user or a consenting third party in incredible ways. While originally built as a machine intended to provide transgender patients with the body of their dreams, the app version had spread like wildfire, allowing people to modify their bodies and lifestyles to their liking. Still, even with the limits, safeguards, and usage tracking built into the app, there were those out there who had learned to jailbreak the app’s functions, allowing them to transform themselves and others into just about anything imaginable. Whether through accidents or malicious use, many people disappeared, never to be seen again…

You and your girlfriend Tiffany had been dating for a little over a year at this point. Though you both loved one another quite a lot, you had to admit things had started feeling a bit… stale. You wanted to take things a bit further, experiment in bed with her a bit when things got hot and steamy, but she wasn’t a huge fan of the idea, shooting it down in favor of suggesting marriage and a baby instead. This was by no means a “deal breaker” as far as your relationship was concerned, but you just wanted to do something… less permanent. Something unusual. Something exciting. Thus, you discovered the highly-popular TransforLife app while browsing a few different websites for lingerie. You downloaded it not long afterwards.

Going through the app’s instructions, you familiarized yourself with its main features. While you found the “Body Modification” and “Gender Modification” options to be quite enticing, you saw there was also a whole field for transformations into various objects, including “Dolls”, “Statues”, “Clothing”, and even “Bodypart”. The ones that interested you the most were the “Clothing” and “Bodypart” ones, seeming particularly kinky. Something about the idea of becoming little more than a piece of fabric wrapped around her chest was appealing, but considering her rather… petite proportions, you also saw the immense possibilities behind maybe becoming her bosom or her bottom for a period of time too. So, in secret, you began using the app to turn yourself into various articles of her clothing, including her bras and panties, but becoming her chest or her rear was just as enjoyable, if not moreso, than being clothing. She hadn’t caught onto her increased mass, musing to you that she “must have been gaining weight” to your amusement. Still, even this eventually got boring, so you started looking for more ways to keep it going. There had to be ways to push these “abilities” even further.

Then the idea struck you: you could do both at the same time, becoming the clothing and the body parts that they contain at the same time. It caught you like a lightning bolt in a storm. The idea was there now, but there were two big problems to overcome first. One, you had to do this without her knowing, lest she throw some kind of fit. She had already begun suspecting you were up to something, and you didn’t want to push your luck too far. Second, the app only allowed you to do one prompt at a time, meaning you needed more options.

Doing some more research to see if there was a way to make this happen, you uncovered a whole community of people online who went out of their way to “break into” and modify their TransforLife apps, all so they could unlock the app’s full potential. According to some sources, there was some risk involved with the process, especially if you messed up when modifying the code, but if done correctly you’d be able to make your fantasy come true. You ignored the “what ifs”, knowing you couldn’t live with yourself if you didn’t at least try it. So, you spent the next evening following one of the guides, using your laptop to edit the app’s code and disconnect it from the servers. Soon, you were ready to indulge in your fantasy.

Waiting until Tiffany was asleep that night, you snuck out of bed and grabbed your phone, opening the app with nervous anticipation. You had made sure to make a hard copy of your current form on the app in case something went wrong, with an auto 12-hour reversal timer. Pressing the “Clothing” and “Bodypart” presets you had made, your vision went dark.

Coming to, you realized just how strange you now felt. It was like you were somewhere between two worlds, as if your mind was in one place and your body was in another. Before you had a chance to process your thoughts, Tiffany began to stir, rising from bed. From your point of view, your “eyes” were where her nipples were, giving you a limited view of the world around you, while your “body”, the white bra, sat at the edge of the dresser, just waiting to be put on. It was an odd thing, to feel yourself in two places, but you liked it.

“Stephen? Stephen?!” She called out, immediately causing you confusion. Who was “Stephen”, and why was she calling out to him? “I guess he left for work early… oh well…”

Throwing her feet over the edge of the bed and standing up, you were immediately hit with what felt like massive g-forces as your new, fleshy form bounced around. While you had experienced this before during your time as her breasts, this was far more intense than before, bordering on nauseating. Tiffany wasted no time grabbing your one half, the bra, and pulling it around your other half, her new F-cup sized breasts. She didn’t seem to find any of her new “mass” to be unusual, which you were both thankful and puzzled by. As your vision was blocked out, she secured the clasp on the back of your bra half, immediately hitting you with the full weight of her two new mountains. It was immediate, immense, and wildly unpleasant. While the sense of nausea you had felt before was somewhat diminished, you now had to hold back the full weight of… well, yourself! You tried to pull one part of yourself away to lessen the pressure, but this was impossible given your immobile form. From that point, you realized you’d be forced to put up with this for the next 12 hours.

Your whole day simply got worse from there. Your mind and “body” were pushed to the absolute breaking point during the duration of the “experience”, causing you such a weird mixture of tension and nausea that it began causing you to space out for long periods. You were brought out of this weird limbo at one point by a sudden cold sensation, caused by a waitress spilling a glass of water all over Tiffany while she was sitting down eating her lunch during her break period. You felt as if you had been waterboarded during it. Finally, Tiffany’s day began to come to an end as she hopped back in her car, seatbelt between your globes, driving back to your shared apartment. As you stirred from your trance, you felt tired, more tired than ever before. As she walked into the bedroom, she pulled off your white, soaked form and threw it to the bed, causing the nausea to hit you again at full force. You felt as if you were about to throw up, but as that feeling hit you, all that came from you was a small trickle of milk from each nipple, garnering a surprised reaction from Tiffany.

“Uh… t-that’s new! Oh no…” She stammered, running to her purse and pulling out a pregnancy test. A few minutes later, she stared blankly at it as two lines appeared. “My God…”

You were shocked by this development too, not sure how that was possible given your use of protection. Your questions were answered as another man suddenly entered the apartment. Tiffany wasted no time running up to him, giving him a tight hug as your form was forced to squish between him and her. You knew something was very wrong. She would never-

“Stephen… it happened.” She said to him with a gleam in her eye, on the verge of tears. “I’m pregnant! We’re going to be parents! A mother and a father!”

“That’s incredible!” He replied with equal enthusiasm, putting his hand on her belly. “We discussed it, but… wow, I guess things’ll be happening faster than we thought.”

From that point on, you could only guess what was happening. That stupid app must have messed with reality somehow, changing the world to a point where you didn’t even exist. You wanted to panic, but your new form wasn’t able to. You put faith into the failsafes you had put in place, but even that was put into question as she found your phone in the dresser.

“Well, I suppose we don’t need this anymore…” She said to herself, opening the app only to put on a confused face. “What the… who’s this? Hmph… he looks like a loser.”

Your heart sank as she deleted the app, permanently trapping you in your new, split forms. You tried to scream, but all you could manage was another dribble of breast milk. You were forced to accept your new life, your mind fading over time as Tiffany gave birth months later, and you were used to feed her little girl while soaking milk into your own fabric body…