[LeenaAngelWing]

I'm in.

Locked deep within the room, I stared at the vial. I knew it was my only way out. I cringed… wondering what was to become of me. Closing my eyes, I downed the contents, hoping to get it over with fast.

… unfortunately, fate was not too kind to grant me such relief.

It started horrendously slow, first with a gurgling in my stomach, as if I had eaten some bad take-out the night before. Over the course of hours the gurgling got worse. It turned to slurping, crinkling, cracking… It felt as if my body was crawling underneath my skin. It was horrible. It felt like bugs were all over me, inside me, and it only got worse.

I braced myself against the wall of the room, my head spinning as I struggles to remain conscious. My gut heaved with each of the sickening sounds running through me. It felt like my insides were melting, as I couldn’t hold on and spewed the contents of my stomach on the cold cement floor.

“Unnnnnngh” I moaned as I felt the serum work its way through me, regretting my choice already. “Unnngh AAAAACK” I felt a horrible twinge in my back, like two sharp knives pushing at my shoulderblades. I fell to my hands and feet as my back muscles spasmed. “NNNNNNNGH” I grit my teeth as it almost felt like something was punching at my skin from the inside, begging to get out. I hurried to take off my shirt, letting my sweaty flesh meet the cool air of my cell, but it brought no relief. The pain got worse and worse as my flesh pulsed and bubbled. “NNNNGH GUUUUH GAAAAH OH GOD NOOOOOOOO!” I moaned as I felt the pressure grow in me. Harder and harder. Deeper and deeper!

Then…

RIIIIIIIIIIP!

I hope you never have to feel the sensation of your skin ripping from the inside out. It literally feels as if you are too big for your skin. Every movement you make causes your skin to tear apart more and more as whatever vile inhuman thing inside you worms its way out of you, like some sort of bizarre parasite escaping it’s host. In my case, it was a pair of two, humongous, gossamer wings, as you would find on any common household insect. I felt my blood run through the small veins that ran through them, as the muscles on my back began to bunch up around them. This small hunch of powerful muscle twitched, even when I didn’t want it to, flapping my new wings to get the blood and sweat off them, and every time it did, my body was pulled to the left and right as I generated huge gusts of wind.

The wings had a mind of their own for a good long time. My mind didn’t know how to control them, and they seemed to operate on bare instinct. In truth, they hurt… a lot. People talk about phantom limb pain a lot, and this was basically that in reverse. My brain wanted to tell me that nothing was there, but in reality I had these sick insectile protrusions growing out of me.

The pain of the change abated for a while after that. I’m not sure if it was because I was getting used to it, or because the human parts of my brain that sensed pain were degrading. I threw up again, and this time it came with a bunch of teeth. That was disconcerting, and I should have recoiled in fear. But something was almost anesthetizing my brain, making me go through this like some sort of bizarre acid trip gone wrong.

As my teeth fell out, I felt my tongue start to grow out. It pushed out, stretching, writhing in front of me, as the end slowly started to tear open into some sort of tube. From inside this tube, a small transparent needle like protrusion extended. I knew what it was, the proboscis of a fly. I really was changing into some sort of vile insect. They told me I would only leave the room if I drank the vial. I didn’t know this was what they meant.

I felt my body tremble in pain as my sides started to hurt. It felt, once more, like my muscles were crawling underneath my skin. They moved into buldges and clumps on my sides, which began to bubble and pulse as my heartrate increased. “Oooooooh g-gaaaawwwwwd” I moaned as I felt them grow larger, and larger, cracking as they bent in strange and horrifying ways. They too slowly pushed through my human skin, ripping it apart, as they grew longer. Two long, black, insectile style legs pushing through my flesh, though still somewhat human. They were tipped in three fingered claws, sharp, black, and covered in a hard black and hairy carapace.

“Unnnngh Noooooo” I yelled. “NOOOOOOOOOOOO!” I screamed louder as I felt my second set of arms moving. “NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO AIEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!” I felt my new fly arms reach up and start tearing at the skin of my human arms. It flaked off with wet slops revealing more dark fly flesh underneath. It peeled off like some bizarre full body mask, pulling off like opera gloves made out of flesh, and when all of their human skin was shucked, I was left with yet another pair of mutant fly arms.

I continued to moan, as my arms moved without me commanding them. They sank their sharp claws into my waist and started pulling down on the skin. With slurps and peeling sounds I felt the skin come away from my legs. More and more of the black hairy flesh hit the cool night air, as my human skin came away from me like pants I didn’t even know I was wearing. As the skin came off my feet, I saw my new two toed talon like toes. They too looked like some bizarre anthropomorphic fly foot, complete with hooked appendages. I almost looked like some kind of fly gargoyle.

I was losing myself, slowly, as the transformation progresses. I felt my lips… my nose… start to melt into each other. They both melted into my tongue, my growing proboscis. I felt that I was unable to speak… at least not normally. I was barely able to whisper pushing air out of my proboscis, almost ghostly in its nature.

I bent down low now… squatting… I felt pressure growing in my backside but I couldn’t even bring myself to worry anymore. At this point it was not something I could prevent. This was what I am… who I am… some sort of monster. I started puuuuushing, harder, Harder, HARDER! As my flesh bunched up around my backside. It started extending out of me, taking my pussy, my ass with it, all of them melting into it as it grew more… and more… and more! This large buldge, this abdomen, that I actually felt my new changed internal organs slide into. This was a part of me, large, pulsing… ready to lay eggs.

And finally, the most bizarre and symbolic part, was my face. From my neck, I started tugging at my skin, pulling it off myself. It peeled away like everything else, and for a while everything went black, as I felt the connection of my human eyes cut off to my brain. Then, the world opened up, lighting up like a Christmas tree through a kaleido scope. I actually felt the huge, bulbous, compound eyes of a fly grow out of me, as my face became more fly like that human as the skin fell away.

There I was, some sort of fly girl… a horrible hybrid. I looked up… to the grating above me. My wings flapped and I took off. I grasped the bars with all four of my talons and ripped them easily out of the stone, crawling through and taking to the night sky.

I don’t know where I am now. I’ve flown for so long, far away from anything I have known. With these new eyes, I’m not sure I would recognize anything familiar to me, even if I could find it. Instead, I keep following my instincts, scavenging, hiding, flying, looking for a mate. Day by day goes on and I feel my mind fade, becoming less and less human and becoming more and more like an insect. I don’t know how much longer I can hold out.

Will I ever become myself again… or is this monsterous life all there is for me.

I don’t know… but for now all I can do is keep flying.