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Looking at some of stringchange 's work got me into hands changing into feet a while back, and I thought I should make another morph loosely inspired off their work.

Last week Sarah had got back bloodwork from a doctors visit and been told she was positive for the shifting protein. She had been surprised to find out she was one of those gifted with the ability to shift their bodies, the emergence of shapeshifters was still a new and frightening occurrence in the world. Some people reacted with fear, others envy, or even scientific curiosity.

And now Sarah was one of them, a girl with the power to change her body at will. Science couldn't figure out how it worked, only that it involved a unique protein and not much else. They didn't know why they could morph their bodies, where the extra mass even came from, or why girls sometimes ended up stuck in a form, as if their shifting power vanished.

The whole thing was a little frightening, but Sarah really only had one thing she wanted to change about herself. Her B cups were a far cry from the massive set of breasts she had always wanted to have. A hefty pair of H cups as large as her head, that's what would make her dreams come true. Now she could finally have that wish, all she had to do was picture herself that way and concentrate.

She grit her teeth and concentrated. She thought up a mental image of herself with huge breasts, big soft wonderful boobs just like she wanted.

At first it started with a tingle, then a prickling feeling that was followed by warmth. She looked down while maintaining her focus, and could actually see her boobs swelling up to a bigger size. She wanted to grope them so bad, but she couldn't be distracted.

"We interrupt this broadcast for a special news bulletin" The nearby radio cut out from the song that had been playing to a loud newscaster, nearly costing Sarah her focus. "The beach front is closed until further notice, the approaching storm and recent rain has caused the water level to raise by four feet and the docks are under threat of storm surges..."

The radio continued its report and Sarah laughed to herself as an errant thought entered her brain. Four feet, she would look ridiculous if she had four feet. For a fleeting moment she imagined herself with a pair of feet instead of hands, then in horror at what she had done tried to block out the image, but she couldn't. The damage was done and now the tingling that had been in her boobs moved to her hands.

Her fingers quickly shrank and curled, becoming less flexible until the only reminder of her former fingers was the bright nail polish on her... toes. The rest of her hands followed suit, becoming equally non flexible and gaining heft and mass as they grew in size and the bones thickened. Within moments they no longer looked like hands, but a pair of feet identical to her lower ones save for the polish on the nails.

"No no no no, this... this isn't what I wanted I... All I've got to do is calm down and imagine them as hands again. I can do this."

She cleared her mind and conjured a picture of herself with her big boobs and her old hands, waiting for the pricking tingle to return, but nothing happened. She just stood their, her clumsy feet pressed against her huge boobs. She was one of the unlucky ones who became locked in a form, and on her first shift too. How was she going to explain this to anyone, nobody even knew she had the shifting gift.

Then again it certainly didn't feel like a gift, it felt like a huge pair of breasts she couldn't get into a bra without hands. Bras were the first of many things she would find herself unable to accomplish without help...

I do not own the rights to the original image used for this photo-manipulation, if the owner requests its removal I shall do so
~The Warlock

Description
Looking at some of stringchange 's work got me into hands changing into feet a while back, and I thought I should make another morph loosely inspired off their work.

Last week Sarah had got back bloodwork from a doctors visit and been told she was positive for the shifting protein. She had been surprised to find out she was one of those gifted with the ability to shift their bodies, the emergence of shapeshifters was still a new and frightening occurrence in the world. Some people reacted with fear, others envy, or even scientific curiosity.

And now Sarah was one of them, a girl with the power to change her body at will. Science couldn't figure out how it worked, only that it involved a unique protein and not much else. They didn't know why they could morph their bodies, where the extra mass even came from, or why girls sometimes ended up stuck in a form, as if their shifting power vanished.

The whole thing was a little frightening, but Sarah really only had one thing she wanted to change about herself. Her B cups were a far cry from the massive set of breasts she had always wanted to have. A hefty pair of H cups as large as her head, that's what would make her dreams come true. Now she could finally have that wish, all she had to do was picture herself that way and concentrate.

She grit her teeth and concentrated. She thought up a mental image of herself with huge breasts, big soft wonderful boobs just like she wanted.

At first it started with a tingle, then a prickling feeling that was followed by warmth. She looked down while maintaining her focus, and could actually see her boobs swelling up to a bigger size. She wanted to grope them so bad, but she couldn't be distracted.

"We interrupt this broadcast for a special news bulletin" The nearby radio cut out from the song that had been playing to a loud newscaster, nearly costing Sarah her focus. "The beach front is closed until further notice, the approaching storm and recent rain has caused the water level to raise by four feet and the docks are under threat of storm surges..."

The radio continued its report and Sarah laughed to herself as an errant thought entered her brain. Four feet, she would look ridiculous if she had four feet. For a fleeting moment she imagined herself with a pair of feet instead of hands, then in horror at what she had done tried to block out the image, but she couldn't. The damage was done and now the tingling that had been in her boobs moved to her hands.

Her fingers quickly shrank and curled, becoming less flexible until the only reminder of her former fingers was the bright nail polish on her... toes. The rest of her hands followed suit, becoming equally non flexible and gaining heft and mass as they grew in size and the bones thickened. Within moments they no longer looked like hands, but a pair of feet identical to her lower ones save for the polish on the nails.

"No no no no, this... this isn't what I wanted I... All I've got to do is calm down and imagine them as hands again. I can do this."

She cleared her mind and conjured a picture of herself with her big boobs and her old hands, waiting for the pricking tingle to return, but nothing happened. She just stood their, her clumsy feet pressed against her huge boobs. She was one of the unlucky ones who became locked in a form, and on her first shift too. How was she going to explain this to anyone, nobody even knew she had the shifting gift.

Then again it certainly didn't feel like a gift, it felt like a huge pair of breasts she couldn't get into a bra without hands. Bras were the first of many things she would find herself unable to accomplish without help...

I do not own the rights to the original image used for this photo-manipulation, if the owner requests its removal I shall do so
~The Warlock