Image Description: A young woman with long dark brown hair crouches next to a window with her hands near her face. She has a hesitant, innocent expression on her face. She is wearing a frilly turquoise dress with the bustier pulled down to expose her large breasts. She has a black choker around her neck, thigh-high white stockings, and clear high-heeled shoes. She has a moderately-sized erect cock sticking out from under her little skirt, with a silver ring around her cock and balls.
Caption: It started so simply.
“Marco, have you ever thought about growing your hair out?” Stacy asked. “We’ve got this new nanite tonic at the lab that speeds up hair growth. You can change it back if you don’t like it.”
Marco shrugged, so Stacy brought home the tonic. Within a week, his hair was thicker and fuller than it had been in years, and came down between his shoulder blades. Some of the guys gave him shit for how girly it looked, but he kind of liked it. And Stacy really seemed to like it, brushing it and braiding it for him.
A few weeks later, she said. “You know how you were talking about your family history of skin cancer? Well, we’ve got this new treatment that’s supposed to reduce your risk and clear up blemishes and calluses. You can stop using it if youdon’t like it.”
Marco shrugged, so Stacy brought home the treatment. After just a few days, his skin was so much softer and more sensitive, and almost free of defects. The guys at work didn’t really notice, but Marco found his body hair so itchy that he kept shaving it all off. It was okay, he really liked how his complexion looked now.
Then, a few days later, Stacy said, “You know, if you want to stop shaving, we have this depilatory cream. It’s basically side-effect free, but if you don’t like it, you can stop using it.”
Marco shrugged, so Stacy brought home the cream. It was so much easier than shaving, and his skin felt so much smoother and less irritated. He liked it so much that he even started using it on his face. It saved him a bunch of time in the mornings, even if one of the guys at work said he looked like a baby now.
One night, lying alongside him in bed, Stacy traced a finger along his smooth skin and said, “You’re so nice and smooth now. Have you ever thought about dressing up a little? We don’t have to do it if you don’t like it.”
Marco shrugged, so Stacy bought him a few pieces of clothing. He felt silly at first, stumbling in heels and trying to get his stockings to stay up, but Stacy enjoyed it. And eventually Marco liked it enough to wear the stockings and panties under his pants at work a couple of times.
“You know, we’ve been testing these body-shaping nanites at work. You apply them to clothing, and they reshape your body to fit what you’re wearing. There’s this silver control ring that you put around anything you want the nanites to leave alone. I thought maybe we could try it. It’s totally reversible, so if you don’t like it, we can change you back.”
Marco shrugged, so Stacy brought home the nanite spray. Marco started with the stockings, feeling his muscular legs made smooth and lithe by the nanites, feeling the heels shape his feet into dainty curves.
He lost a couple inches of height, but he didn’t mind. The next day, he put the control ring around his genitals and tried on the panties. He could tell that people at work were looking at him strangely, but he liked the way his wide new hips and bubble butt swayed when he walked. He took a few days vacation to try on the bustier that drew his waist in and made his chest fill out, and the choker necklace that softened his face and raised his voice. He thought he looked gorgeous, and Stacy clearly agreed.
A few days later, Stacy asked, ”Marco, have you ever thought about taking off the control ring?"
Commentary: This is more of a feminization/"sissy" caption than I usually do, and I hope I explained the tech well enough to sell the ending, but I think it came out pretty well.
