Fountain TF Story

Sphore · 12-08-2009

Leanne cried out in pain as she felt herself forced to the rough, cobbled ground. Her body was hardening now, and she knew she didn?t have time. Suddenly, she saw the spot- the place that had haunted her for so long.

?No...? she mouthed, seeing the open space on the ground- she knew in her heart that her fate was now sealed.

Resisting all the way, she staggered towards the site, her posture stiffening and her legs shortening, her hips beginning to widen radially. At the center of the square, she suddenly dropped, anchored by her rear to the ground. A horrible churning feeling from within began as her legs began to spread apart apart. She looked at her feet in terror- her shoes were stretching tremendously- then suddenly ripping apart to reveal her toes, stiffened and spreading out. Her legs were now in a split position, rapidly widening and flattening- her toes were spreading apart with them, while her hips continued to widen, forming an ever-growing disc below her waist. Leanne shouted and flailed her arms, as her back continued to stiffen. Her legs were now widened out into two flat wedges on the ground, growing rapidly into a circular pattern- soon, they would meet up in front of and behind her. Her toes were almost unrecognizeable, rough extensions rising out of the flattened ring that had once been her feet.

Looking down, Leanne felt a crushing pain in her lower hips, as they compacted cylindrically, pushing mass into the growing ring around her upper hips, which were flattening into a disclike structure. Giving in to the horror, she began to sob, and tears flowed readily down her face, trickling down her body to be absorbed by her still-intact blouse. A strange melding sensation reached her, and she saw her two legs finally completing their spread, forming a wide ring on the ground around her. Her ten toes were spaced equally around the circumference- she could feel them, but attempts to move them were hopeless.

With a sudden force, Leanne felt as if something cold had suddenly penetrated her from below, pushing into her internal plumbing. She gasped as she felt the reorganization of her insides continue, some sort of stiffening pressure forcing its way up her body. The solidification was spreading further up her body now, her waist growing waspishly thin and as cylindrical as the sections further below. A sudden stretching, stiffening coolness began to emanate from her bosom, as she felt the flesh hardening and reshaping, flattening vertically and spreading around her torso. She cried out again, but her voice was now weak, and tears continued to flow heavily from her eyes. The internal force was rising further and further up in her chest, and also seemed as if it was pushing out her legs, through every bit of her nonresponsive lower body.

Suddenly, Leanne?s cries caught and seemed as if they no longer came from a human voice, but as if they were shouted through a long tube. Then, with a terrible, cleansing rise, she felt the cold pressure rising up her throat. She forced her mouth shut and attempted to hold it down, but she could not resist forever. With the unstoppable persistence of a rising tide, liquid forced its way up her throat and out her mouth. At first it was vomit, but soon the bitter taste was replaced with water, forcing itself out of her mouth, and splashing down into the ring around her, which she now recognized to be a pool.

Leanne shuddered and screamed voicelessly as she felt the changes reach her arms. She tried to flex them, to resist their forced movements, but could not. Bone seemed to dissolve within, and they rose above her head, as if in a ballerina pose. Her fingers stiffened and began to merge or shrink away- Leanne desperately wiggled them until they had come together as part of the delicate stonework now held above her head. Her tears continued to flow- she noted that she now could not make herself stop.

Dread seized the poor woman as she realized that her entire body was now motionless. She shook her head around, twisting her neck, but it was growing increasingly difficult. Her neck was thinning and growing upwards, all the time twisting her face upwards. Then, at last, the changes reached Leanne?s face. Her jaws seemed to reform or give away, and her mouth continued to extend upwards. Her eyes spread to the sides of her head, hardening until she could see no more. Then, she felt them hollowing, and the water now flowed unobstructed through them.

Her hair sank down around her head, hardening into what looked like carved, falling water, while the remainder of her facial features were slowly consumed by the advancing stone. As more and more of her face lost mobility, she felt a sudden flow through her toes, and felt a set of ten small sprays of water landing in the upper pool which had once been her breasts, pouring down from them to her hips, and down again into the reservoir of her legs. Rivulets of water from her former eyes followed an intricate spiralling pattern downwards, while her mouth pushed ever upwards to the pinnacle of the fountain. Desperate to maintain movement, Leanne continued to mouth words through her lips, although she no longer had any lungs or tongue with which she could articulate- just an unstopping stream of water. As the very last of the cold was closing in around her, Leanne felt her teeth push grotesquely outwards, spreading outside her lips before settling into stone, in the form of a beautiful, blooming flower.

Her motion ceased. An elegant fountain stood in the square, firing a jet of water straight and true into the air, before it came tumbling back down, over two delicately curved arms into a rounded basin, which overflowed into a second, wider basin, which in turn poured a smooth waterfall into a pool below, as an array of smaller fountains fired water arcing towards the center.

Some who saw it said that it looked like a dancer, arms raised delicately above it forever. Others thought it was some historical edifice, the two upwardly curving structures representing the laurels of some Caesar past. Perhaps it was a woman, arms uplifted in a pleading prayer. Most simply regarded it as an impressive attraction, tossing in pennies and feeding the Koi someone decided to raise in the pool. No one knew of the conscious mind still residing within.

The-Pro · 12-08-2009

Well done. Bonus points for creativity. Never seen this particular TF before.

TF-Viewer · 12-09-2009

Nice work, definitely a unique TF.

12-08-2009	#1
Sphore Frequent Poster Join Date: Jun 2008 Posts: 123	Fountain TF Story Leanne cried out in pain as she felt herself forced to the rough, cobbled ground. Her body was hardening now, and she knew she didn?t have time. Suddenly, she saw the spot- the place that had haunted her for so long. ?No...? she mouthed, seeing the open space on the ground- she knew in her heart that her fate was now sealed. Resisting all the way, she staggered towards the site, her posture stiffening and her legs shortening, her hips beginning to widen radially. At the center of the square, she suddenly dropped, anchored by her rear to the ground. A horrible churning feeling from within began as her legs began to spread apart apart. She looked at her feet in terror- her shoes were stretching tremendously- then suddenly ripping apart to reveal her toes, stiffened and spreading out. Her legs were now in a split position, rapidly widening and flattening- her toes were spreading apart with them, while her hips continued to widen, forming an ever-growing disc below her waist. Leanne shouted and flailed her arms, as her back continued to stiffen. Her legs were now widened out into two flat wedges on the ground, growing rapidly into a circular pattern- soon, they would meet up in front of and behind her. Her toes were almost unrecognizeable, rough extensions rising out of the flattened ring that had once been her feet. Looking down, Leanne felt a crushing pain in her lower hips, as they compacted cylindrically, pushing mass into the growing ring around her upper hips, which were flattening into a disclike structure. Giving in to the horror, she began to sob, and tears flowed readily down her face, trickling down her body to be absorbed by her still-intact blouse. A strange melding sensation reached her, and she saw her two legs finally completing their spread, forming a wide ring on the ground around her. Her ten toes were spaced equally around the circumference- she could feel them, but attempts to move them were hopeless. With a sudden force, Leanne felt as if something cold had suddenly penetrated her from below, pushing into her internal plumbing. She gasped as she felt the reorganization of her insides continue, some sort of stiffening pressure forcing its way up her body. The solidification was spreading further up her body now, her waist growing waspishly thin and as cylindrical as the sections further below. A sudden stretching, stiffening coolness began to emanate from her bosom, as she felt the flesh hardening and reshaping, flattening vertically and spreading around her torso. She cried out again, but her voice was now weak, and tears continued to flow heavily from her eyes. The internal force was rising further and further up in her chest, and also seemed as if it was pushing out her legs, through every bit of her nonresponsive lower body. Suddenly, Leanne?s cries caught and seemed as if they no longer came from a human voice, but as if they were shouted through a long tube. Then, with a terrible, cleansing rise, she felt the cold pressure rising up her throat. She forced her mouth shut and attempted to hold it down, but she could not resist forever. With the unstoppable persistence of a rising tide, liquid forced its way up her throat and out her mouth. At first it was vomit, but soon the bitter taste was replaced with water, forcing itself out of her mouth, and splashing down into the ring around her, which she now recognized to be a pool. Leanne shuddered and screamed voicelessly as she felt the changes reach her arms. She tried to flex them, to resist their forced movements, but could not. Bone seemed to dissolve within, and they rose above her head, as if in a ballerina pose. Her fingers stiffened and began to merge or shrink away- Leanne desperately wiggled them until they had come together as part of the delicate stonework now held above her head. Her tears continued to flow- she noted that she now could not make herself stop. Dread seized the poor woman as she realized that her entire body was now motionless. She shook her head around, twisting her neck, but it was growing increasingly difficult. Her neck was thinning and growing upwards, all the time twisting her face upwards. Then, at last, the changes reached Leanne?s face. Her jaws seemed to reform or give away, and her mouth continued to extend upwards. Her eyes spread to the sides of her head, hardening until she could see no more. Then, she felt them hollowing, and the water now flowed unobstructed through them. Her hair sank down around her head, hardening into what looked like carved, falling water, while the remainder of her facial features were slowly consumed by the advancing stone. As more and more of her face lost mobility, she felt a sudden flow through her toes, and felt a set of ten small sprays of water landing in the upper pool which had once been her breasts, pouring down from them to her hips, and down again into the reservoir of her legs. Rivulets of water from her former eyes followed an intricate spiralling pattern downwards, while her mouth pushed ever upwards to the pinnacle of the fountain. Desperate to maintain movement, Leanne continued to mouth words through her lips, although she no longer had any lungs or tongue with which she could articulate- just an unstopping stream of water. As the very last of the cold was closing in around her, Leanne felt her teeth push grotesquely outwards, spreading outside her lips before settling into stone, in the form of a beautiful, blooming flower. Her motion ceased. An elegant fountain stood in the square, firing a jet of water straight and true into the air, before it came tumbling back down, over two delicately curved arms into a rounded basin, which overflowed into a second, wider basin, which in turn poured a smooth waterfall into a pool below, as an array of smaller fountains fired water arcing towards the center. Some who saw it said that it looked like a dancer, arms raised delicately above it forever. Others thought it was some historical edifice, the two upwardly curving structures representing the laurels of some Caesar past. Perhaps it was a woman, arms uplifted in a pleading prayer. Most simply regarded it as an impressive attraction, tossing in pennies and feeding the Koi someone decided to raise in the pool. No one knew of the conscious mind still residing within.

12-08-2009	#2
The-Pro Frequent Poster Join Date: Aug 2007 Posts: 326	Re: Fountain TF Story Well done. Bonus points for creativity. Never seen this particular TF before.

12-09-2009	#3
TF-Viewer Slave to the Process Forum Join Date: May 2005 Posts: 12,779	Re: Fountain TF Story Nice work, definitely a unique TF.