Hey guys! This is my first fanfic and I wanted to start simple, so no huge theories, or deep fanfics yet. I decided to go with a Johnny x Gil story since that's about as simple as it gets. I hope you enjoy, even though I'm not that good a writer. More chapters soon!
It was just another day in Porkbelly, and 10-year old Johnny was walking up to the platform to test yet ANOTHER plan to get the attention of 13-year old Gil. His sisters were obsessed with the blonde teen, complete with a six-pack, and smart personality to match. Sure he played dumb blonde, but it was pretty obvious he was hiding something more."Okay, all you need to do is shake some of the formula onto your tongue, and Voila! Your transformation will begin. Don't worry, it only lasts for a few seconds." Mary squealed excitedly, as Susan giggled behind her.
"And how much money am I getting for this again?", Johnny asked. Susan scowled, annoyed by her younger brother's greed. "You'll get your money AFTER the experiment, and based on how well the results are".Johnny didn't like the sound of that comment, he wasn't only doing an experiment for Gil, but one that the girls meant to take. THAT could Not be good, even Dukey looked more worried than usual.
One last deep breath, and with a shake, and spark, the transformation first thing Johnny noticed was a tingling sensation in his groin. "Oh no, this is off to a bad start".The searing pain began, as he felt his manhood pull away, and his chest pulling out, as if it had been trapped for years. Her screams got higher, and her legs stretched long, pale, while her waist became half it's original size. All at once the pain stopped, and all that was left was Johnny, the most beautiful teenage girl to ever be seen. Everyone's mouth was agape. Of course, that was before Johnny became a she-ape for exactly two seconds until the transformation wore off.
"Too many girl hormones", the twins sighed in unison, their plan deflated. But soon the day was slipping away, all voices getting farther and farther away. "Not that dream again", sighed the now thirteen year old Johnny Test getting out of bed. "What was that?", Dukey, Johnny's brown sheep dog asked. "Nothing Dukey, just tired mumbling", his voice cracking for the fifth time that week. "Puberty got your tongue?", Dukey chuckled, still amused by the teen's awkward stage in life."Shut up, I'm getting breakfast".
"Mornin, son, one egg or two"?, Johnny's motherly father asked, like he did every morning."One, thanks", Johnny wasn't very hungry, his mind was busy. For the past three years, since that day, the dream had been recurring. Something he dare not tell even Dukey. And something lay behind it that he dare not even tell himself.
I made this chapter short because I want to see your reactions. I know my writing is terrible and I hope to get tips in the review. I will only continue this story if I at least get a few good reviews. See ya soon!