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I was an inmate in a state penitentiary. One of the chosen prisoners that was finally put to do roadside cleanup. I was on good behavior with a few others and we were bused to some lonely place in the middle of nowhere near some freeway. It was a long and hard day, but we picked up lots of trash and junk off the roads. Despite my small size because of bad health and too much drug use, I felt like I did a lot of work. The guards were quite relaxed, but still kept a watchful eye on all of us. As the muggy, humid, afternoon was winding down. I found a shiny marble mixed in with the dirt and an old bottle of water nearby.
While a guard was looking away I picked up both things. I used the water to wash off the marble. It was like nothing I've ever seen before. It almost looked like a pearl. I tried to find a way to hide it. I'm sure an inmate or a guard would want to take it away from me. I had some pockets but surely they would find it there when we get back on the bus. So I did the only thing someone could do in that situation. Swallow it. I had done it before with nickelbags and balloons before I got caught and arrested. I was still serving a couple of years for armed robbery, possession with intent to sell drugs. I still had a long time before I could even get paroled. Going outside like this, made me feel a bit like a free man. So I take what I can get, on this boring life as a convict.
I was lucky, nobody saw me swallow and pass the marble. It looked solid enough that I could barf it out when we made it back to prison. As the pearl made its way down my esophagus. Weird shit started happening. I felt funny.It was a strange high. Not unlike when I did some peyote and shrooms all those years ago. My body was giddy. I couldn't help but laugh a bit and hiccup too. My eyesight was wonky.So I decided to sit on the grass and hear the cars drive by. I thought I may as well ride it out. The guards let us have a little break while they were getting the buses ready.
I don't know how many minutes I was dazed out. But I was snapped back into it by the tug on my ankle chain. The guy locked up with me rustled me back to the land of the living. He warned me that the guards were coming and for me to knock it off. He also said that I looked a little sick. He said my body was starting to get a greenish tone all of a sudden. I looked down on myself and he was right. I saw blotches of green skin all over my arms. Almost like bruises. My face started to sting a bit too. Almost like if all my bones in my face were grinding.
I also felt a lot smaller too. I felt downright tiny. The prison issued orange jumpsuits looked huge on me as well. I felt like standing up. My legs quaked a bit. I figured they were asleep from sitting on the dirt. But I felt a jiggle. My ass never jiggled. I looked down and I touched my hips. Thinking my rubbing would make them wake up again. I felt curvy. I had bigger hips too. This felt wrong. I saw locks of green hair suddenly cascade down my face. I let out a gasp! How could hair grow so fast? I just had it cut a week or two ago. I heard an 'oh shit!' from the guy chained before me. I guess I'm not dreaming. He's seeing me change too.
My hands felt heavy and itchy. As I stared into my greenish tinted palms. The skin between my fingers was looking funky. They were looking more webby? I could see the skin stretching out between all my digits! I would wiggle my fingers and they would move less and less as the webbing connected together. 'What the fuck?' The other guy mumbled! Indeed, I thought in my head. I wanted to say something, but my mouth was silent. I want to say something. But whatever is happening to me, that pearl I ate isn't letting me say a word.
The changes that were happening in me soon made its way into my chest. and groin. I could feel growing tingle in my nipples. And a painful throb in my genitals. Two green orbs pushed out farther as what I was sure breast tissue was replacing my flat male chest. My new breasts jiggled under my orange jumpsuit. I had a definite rack now! I hunched over forward with a painful crunch because downstairs, I couldn't feel my dick anymore. All I could feel was the empty space in my underwear, there was no bulge anywhere. Only something new and womanly. If you could call it that. There was no denying that I was a woman now. But I was something else too. Something not human.
I looked around. Surely someone else is seeing me transform. The guy next to me is the only one who saw me turn into this. But there are no guards near us. I look in the distance. There's a brawl in another chain gang quite a few yards away. Some really big nasty dudes. They must have gotten in a big argument. Sad, I guess their privileges are going to be revoked. The guards are all over there trying to break it up. It was strange, somehow, I could not only see it, but sense the riot in the distance. I felt a pain in my feet. I had a need to take my shoes off. When I looked down, my old feet were gone! That same webbing that was between my fingers were now there on toes! They looked like froggy flippers!
Now that I took off my shoes, I took a look at the hard metal cuff holding me down. My ankles looked tiny enough to escape the cuffs! A thought ran through my head. Do I want to escape? I think I do. Whatever I'm turning into surely is going to cause a riot back at the prison. I was in the psych ward for a few months. I was their guinea pig. It wasn't a pleasant experience. I didn't feel like a monster. But others would. They would not be afraid of dissecting an inmate turned frog-lady.
I glance over at my fellow prisoner. He's freaking out! I can tell by the look in his horrified eyes that he thinks that I'm going to eat him. Or turn him into someone like me, like some sort of zombie bite. Just looking at him makes me aware that I cant go back to prison. Not with them, not with anyone.
The list of strange changes in me just got bigger. Once my tiny, webbed toes touched the earth, I became aware of everything! The inmates and guards. I felt some bodies of water a few miles away, and some cool, inviting swamps too. There was a new itch on top of my scalp. Something was telling me that I needed water on top of my head. The desire was too great. By now the guy chained with me was screaming and hollering bloody murder. And that got the guards attention! I pulled and yanked the chain. Trying to pull out and wiggle my ankle through the small opening. My green skin was making a bit of slime and that seemed to help out. I looked up, The guards were coming closer and two of them had their dogs. I could smell the anger in the dogs. They were afraid of me. But their loyalty to their masters made them brave.
After what seemed an eternity, I finally came free of my ankle chain. I looked around me, the freaked out guy was running for cover, dragging his part of the chain. Trying to hide behind other shackled inmates. Screaming off the top of his lungs 'Monster!' All their eyes were on me! I could feel their anger, jealousy, lust, fear and rage. Surely I would have thought that way too had I still been human. Those bad thoughts made my head hurt. Suddenly, from far away, I could taste the smell of gunpowder. A shot was fired towards me. Was my new body able to run? How fast could these little womanly legs take me? There was one way to find out....
*BANG Zoom!* I could hear and feel the gunshots whiz by me and land on the soft grassy soil near me. I could feel my monstrous adrenaline flowing within me. I was running as fast as I could. There were no longer any gunshots. But other guards were getting closer to me. Their dogs were ahead of them, trying to bite my legs, and hold me down. I could sense the determination on my former guards breaths. I heard in the far distance, horns blazing and inmates being led back to the buses. It was total chaos among them. I also heard their radios going off. They're communicating with other authorities. I couldn't figure out what they were saying. But I figure they're setting up road blocks to surely capture me. The old human me.
But in the distance I could smell water. A river. As my eyes looked around, my feet hit sandy soil. I could finally see and hear the gurgle of the river. The water was flowing fast. Farther downstream I could sense a dank, woody swamp I could hide there. There surely are lots of places to hide. More gunshots are heard as I somehow realize that I've gotten way ahead of both the dogs and the humans. I bend my knees and arch my back as I take a huge leap into the water. My sleek womanly frame takes like you guessed it, a fish to water! My webbed fingers and toes push my body quickly through the water of the raging rapids. I dive deeper into the bottom of the river. I could see rocks and fish and the billowy clouds of dirt kicked up by the gunshots entering the water. I have only one thing on my mind.
Swim away.
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I don't know how far I swam. But I felt safer. The river slowed down a lot. It was now a calm stream leading into the swamp I sensed earlier. The authorities after me must be too far away to catch up to me. I take a deep breath. As deep as I could with my new tinier body. I look down on myself. My jumpsuit is muddy, heavy and wet. I look at the orange garment. I realize that it is the last remnant that reminds me that I was a human. Like I said in my head earlier. It smells like me. The old me. I felt sad. My former life is gone. Now replaced by whatever I am now. I don't think I cant go back to that anymore, being human. It was an exhilarating rush swimming the river like that. The new me. But then again, what good was my old life anyways? I was a criminal and a drug addict who got caught and was going to spend a long time as a prisoner. I'm free right now. I may not be human, but who cares. I'm free! I've always been a loner anyways.
I begin to unbutton my jumpsuit. It was a little hard with my webbed fingers but I did it. The rain was falling harder now. Droplets were felt all over me. I could see rainwater channeling down my green cleavage! It was strangely sexy. As the suit falls of my smallish shoulders and off my wide hips, I finally see the new me. I'm about four feet tall now! No wonder why I feel quite tiny! I try to look around for my old tattoos, But I don't see any, just my soft and slimy green skin. Gone are my old needle marks on my arms and legs. No evidence of my drug uses are on me anymore. I was curious and I stared down at my green pussy. It looks so alien but that's my genitals now. My whole body, especially my butt is curvy and dare I say..cute? I never would have thought that I would have turned out this way!
That whole scene with the marble/pearl seems like a long time ago. Even though it just happnend a few hours ago. I am a whole new man.... I mean woman?! I look around the rainy swamp. There are lots of trees and underground caves. I sense crocodiles, crayfish and turtles and other things. I have no choice but to rest here for now. But this place looks safe. Nobody would ever find me here, unless I want them to find me. I pick up the last piece of my old life. The orange jumpsuit. If I could still smell it, The dogs could too. I jump back into the rainy, swamp, orange cloth in tow. I swim towards one of the caves. Old tree trunks and heavy stones can hide this wet piece of cloth. I hide it there. I scoop up some muck and bury it some more. I don't think anyone will find this here.
It's difficult, but with this new body of mine, I have a lot to think about. I'll have to lay low and figure out my new habitat, my new home. I feel a new, deeper connection to nature. Should I give up my humanity and become a wild animal? Or find a way to use my past to benefit my future as a kappa? There surely must be more of those little pearl marbles, and someone, something who made them! Surely magic must be real. I am living proof of that.
My new life will surely be full of danger and adventure!
This started out as a caption, But once again it got too long. No way this could have fit into the picture! Didn't want you people to bust out the microscopes!
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