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Shapeshifter Academy

It's a long day after work and our hero is taking a shower. He decides it's time to cut loose and relax a little, so he runs shampoo through his hair, allowing it to lengthen and grow. He shaves his leg, letting his body know its time, and his body takes the signal, smoothing the hair on his legs without him having to use a whole razor head. As he lathers up, his skin becomes smooth, and he can feel his long luscious hair around him, haven grown incredibly long and flowing.

He realizes that later tonight he has a class to attend. It's nothing formal. Just something he found online. He wasn't sure about it, but he was excited. The advertisement was sent directly to his in box, so he wasn't sure how he got on the list. But the teacher promises to train his shapeshifting powers to be more effective, more under control.

Our hero washes his nethers, feeling them smooth and shrivel under his touch. It was an odd feeling, switching sexual organs, but he had made a habit of it over the last few months. As this happens, he feels his body catching on, and soon his shape is evolving out of his control. His hips widen, his shoulders narrow, his chin softens. His nipples are noticeably larger, expanding. It is happening a little too fast and his skin is taut and painful-- and then he has breasts. When the outward change is finished, he realizes that he is again safe. The changes are almost done. He begins singing in the shower, and could feel his voice changing. That was the easiest part for him.

In fact, that was the first thing he had noticed about his powers when they began to manifest-- he could change his voice at the drop of a hat. No one seemed to think anything was so outlandish that they needed to comment about it, but that was his first talent.

As he dried off, feeling the towel on his skin, he wondered if he was even really a he, if he had this body and it felt so comfortable to him. He allowed himself to act more feminine as he minced around the house in his bathrobe, and settled on the couch with his phone, his hair in a towel.

There was a message in his inbox. It was the shapeshifting teacher.

"Please arrive fifteen minutes early, and be in neutral phase. No shapeshifting for a half hour beforehand, and be sure to drink plenty of water. It is best to do something mundane or habitual before coming, or things could get...messy."

Description
Shapeshifter Academy

It's a long day after work and our hero is taking a shower. He decides it's time to cut loose and relax a little, so he runs shampoo through his hair, allowing it to lengthen and grow. He shaves his leg, letting his body know its time, and his body takes the signal, smoothing the hair on his legs without him having to use a whole razor head. As he lathers up, his skin becomes smooth, and he can feel his long luscious hair around him, haven grown incredibly long and flowing.

He realizes that later tonight he has a class to attend. It's nothing formal. Just something he found online. He wasn't sure about it, but he was excited. The advertisement was sent directly to his in box, so he wasn't sure how he got on the list. But the teacher promises to train his shapeshifting powers to be more effective, more under control.

Our hero washes his nethers, feeling them smooth and shrivel under his touch. It was an odd feeling, switching sexual organs, but he had made a habit of it over the last few months. As this happens, he feels his body catching on, and soon his shape is evolving out of his control. His hips widen, his shoulders narrow, his chin softens. His nipples are noticeably larger, expanding. It is happening a little too fast and his skin is taut and painful-- and then he has breasts. When the outward change is finished, he realizes that he is again safe. The changes are almost done. He begins singing in the shower, and could feel his voice changing. That was the easiest part for him.

In fact, that was the first thing he had noticed about his powers when they began to manifest-- he could change his voice at the drop of a hat. No one seemed to think anything was so outlandish that they needed to comment about it, but that was his first talent.

As he dried off, feeling the towel on his skin, he wondered if he was even really a he, if he had this body and it felt so comfortable to him. He allowed himself to act more feminine as he minced around the house in his bathrobe, and settled on the couch with his phone, his hair in a towel.

There was a message in his inbox. It was the shapeshifting teacher.

"Please arrive fifteen minutes early, and be in neutral phase. No shapeshifting for a half hour beforehand, and be sure to drink plenty of water. It is best to do something mundane or habitual before coming, or things could get...messy."