Author's Note: I wanna thank Sephzero for helping to write this for and with me. Without him, this part of the story couldn't have happened. Thank you, Sephzero for making this story possible.
Full Moon High: the Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Miss Hyde
Chapter 3: The Choice of Change; Enter Jackie Hyde
Later that Night
Jaqueline's Garage Lab
Jaqueline Jekyll paced nervously in the lab. While one might expect most sixteen year girls in high school to have better places to be this late at night. Jaqueline has never considered herself that normal. Certainly not someone who deserves to hang with the more popular girl and doing things other girls would normally do. No, she was too bookish and nerdy for that. But neither did she feel any strong camaraderie with the other fellow nerds. Instead she found her passion in science particular in the working of alchemy. Even the people she could talk with would never understand her interests. While others would spend their free time socializing, Jaqueline was instead spending it doing research in the lab. Such was the case this night, but tonight was different from previous ones.
It was going to be a momentous night for Jaqueline Jekyll. Her hands nervously palmed together in anticipation on what the night would bring. The whole thing made her so nervous that she had butterflies in the stomach. Even her glasses were starting to fog up making it difficult for her to see and she had to stop every few moments to clear them up.
Taking a moment to calm herself down, she knew it was important to approach this with a clear head. "Come on, Jaqueline, keep it together," she told herself. "You're too close to let this opportunity slip away due to carelessness or oversights." She squeezed her fists at her side, as she looked up at the roof in determination, "Everything needs to go through perfectly. It needs to work." She then sighed, as she calmed a bit, and whispered, "I need it to work."
In her head, there was a sliver of doubt that this might fail. But her notes and trials couldn't afford be wrong. She had to review things numerous times over to be certain of it. After all this time she was finally going to make the breakthrough in her research that been her life goal.
Looking at the worn journal on the table that belonged to her great grand-uncle, Doctor Henry Jekyll, she hesitantly brushed her fingers across the cover and felt the texture. Even though the notes of the Hyde Formula was nothing more than a cautionary tale in her family, she thought differently. After hearing about it during her lessons in alchemy, she found herself fascinated by the research. Many tried to dissuade her from this line of interest, but while she obediently recognized their concern. Behind their backs, she still continued to pursue her study on the formula.
Jaqueline had become convinced the reason behind her ancestor failing was a fundamental incompleteness of the formula. Not that she was so prideful to believe she could easily correct this error, but it was a puzzle that fascinated her greatly. She found herself driven to study and examine to find what could be missing that might help to unlock the untold potential she saw in this formula.
Now after countless years and her fateful encounter at this night, she believed she had arrived at the answer. A part of her appreciated the irony at how the answer came not from her research but a chance encounter. During a time when she started to despair about her research and life that hope came to her.
She turned away from the journal and picked up a sample dish from the shelf. It held the key to the puzzle that had vexed her for so long.
In the sample dish were strands of fur.
The same fur that she had grabbed from the werewolf, Scope. The one that had saved her.
The whole circumstances that led to her obtaining these samples were nothing short of something that could come out of a story. She smiled at the sample, "Who knew I would find the answers with strands of fur belonging to one of the greatest legends of the world." She then smiled a little, a bit disappointed, "Too bad I might never see him again. But… maybe I might."
In hope the fruits of her labor would allow her to meet him once again. And this time perhaps she would be able to help him like he did to her that time. Only a bit later she realized that her grip on him was so tight that strands of fur had been pulled free.
Initially embarrassed at how her actions might have caused discomfort for him. That was soon replaced with curiosity about what she might learn from the fur. She had never studied anything from a monster before and none of her books studied held detail about any either.
So once again, the mysterious werewolf proved to be her salvation in another way. The study of the fur proved most enlightening. She never imagined how intricate the metamorphic qualities contained in the lycanthrope strain that allowed them to transform. Amazingly with her study of the lycanthrope and other strains, she was able to isolate particular pieces that were directly related to the transformation effect. Pieces that was independent of whatever creature being changed into.
This was the key she needed to finally perfect the formula after all this time. Now all her knowledge and work would pay off with her being able to combine these elements together. With this she could not only prove herself, but also revolutionize herself too.
"With this improvement to the formula, it might… no, will bring out the untold potency and potential in an individual," she spoke to herself in certainty. "Thanks to your research, Great Grunkle Henry, this untold potency could now be something mentally, spiritually, and now truly physically too."
The only thing left was finally a way to administer it without potentially risking diluting or contaminating the process. After considering many different options, she finally settled on a retrovirus to be the method of delivering the perfected formula into a host. It took a bit longer to distil it into a form that could be inserted into a retrovirus, but finally Jaqueline was eagerly awaiting the completion of this final part.
Putting away the sample dish carefully as not to disturb the fur, she moved to look at the machine that was preparing the retrovirus for administering. The process was not fast, but still she could not help but feel that time was moving at a crawl pace. But that is because for Jaqueline what she planned to do next when the process was done would change her life completely.
Now up to this point what might happened when a human was administered this retrovirus was done purely on the level of theoretical and simulated scenarios. Due to the danger this matter had caused in the past, she was loath to experiment it on other. Also since it was solely intended for human usage, using other animals would avail no results. Not that she had the stomach to obtain and even use it on another creature.
She shook her head, as she looked at her reflection in her stand mirror, and told herself, "No. The only recipient of this test would be myself. Jaqueline Jekyll."
This was her work and she should be the one to bear the burden of whatever happens. That was at least the noble intention she might think about why she was doing it. But there was another reason why she wanted to do it on herself. A reason she understood, but never realized how far it had deeply pervaded into her character.
Looking over herself, Jaqueline took one last moment to see her old self… possibly for the last time.
That was why Jaqueline wanted to change so badly. Not just how she appeared, but everything about herself. This was the hidden resentment she had left bottled up deep within her heart. She was so tired about being someone so plain and unnoticed. It was because if Jaqueline remained the same then she would not be noticed by that werewolf or him.
Her cheeks blushed at the thought of him, Mikey Corvis.
She felt her heart skipped a beat while she sighed at the thought of him. He was a bit foolish, but he had a kind heart and a gentle smile. Not to mention once he brushed that hair away from his eyes, they were just spellbinding. Even just the thought it caused Jaqueline to slip into a fit of blushing and squirming about him. But even as much she adored and wanted to approach him, she could not because his eyes were always fixated on prettier girls. Always too eager to take compromising pictures of them with his camera.
He would never turn his camera to take a picture of someone as unappealing like Jaqueline. The thought of it simply made her light hearted mood plummeted immediately.
"You're a good person, Jaqueline Jekyll," she told herself, as she spoke to her reflection, and then switched on the robo-camera, and spoke to it, "You're going to be the only witness to something that might shake the Devil in his own pants." She then looked at the reflection again, and told herself, "You're brilliant, gifted in chemistry, science, and alchemy. You have two best friends who try to help you out. I just wish I was more like Great Grunkle Henry Jekyll: born in a wealthy family, able to help the poor and the sick." She then looked hardened, as she stated, "That's why tonight, I'm going to change everything about me. The risk's meaningless; I'm confident that this research will bring out the results that are wanted… nay, needed."
She then sighed, as she looked saddened, "But if it fails… I'll die. But I think death would be preferable to living any long as a failure."
To fail at this point would mean all her work, all the effort her savior did to save her and all the other things that contribute to this point was for naught. That it would mean everything about her was worthless and she did not want live like that at all. The resentment she had hidden deep inside would become too insufferable if she did not escape it now.
Steeling her determination again, "But still, it won't…"
DING!
"GAH!" she practically jumped when the machine behind her started to beep to signal the completion of the process. Looking almost disbelieving at it, she nervously opened it up and pulled out the vial that contained the retrovirus strain. The one that was now carrying her perfected formula derived from Dr. Jekyll's work.
It hardly looked like anything remarkable, but then she knew there hardly anything that should be visible to the humane eyes. Carefully she placed it into an injector making sure not to drop it while loading. Then she pulled back one of her long sleeves to expose her thin arm, while holding the injector in the opposite hand.
She sighed, hiding the fact that she was becoming nervous, but her glasses fogged up, "Now is finally the moment of truth." But still she could not turn back now. She could not remain as she was any longer now that a chance to escape was in her own hand.
"Well… here goes nothing," she told herself as she brought up the injector, and then turned to look at herself in the mirror again. "Goodbye old me… and soon… hello to a new me."
Holding her breath, she pressed the injector against the bare skin and injected the formula into her body. It barely took a few seconds for the injector to empty the vial content, but for Jaqueline it felt like almost an eternity. Finished she put the injector back down on the table in quiet relief before rolling the sleeve back down to cover her arm.
Silence now filled the laboratory while Jaqueline waited for something to happen. She leaned on the table, back first, as she sighed, rocking on her heels, as she awaited anything to happen at this point. Nervously, she stopped rocking on her heels and cleaned her glasses, and wondered what sort of reaction would happen. Rubbing the sleeve that covered the spot where she had injected. It was surprising to her that the area did not feel sensitive after the treatment.
But despite trying to wait patiently for some reaction, Jaqueline could not stop trembling in anticipation for some validation of her work. From what she read in the journal the effect of the formula should not take long to manifest. When her ancestor had done the process, he simply drank a tincture containing the formula. Her method was design to be far more efficient and quicker than simply ingesting it.
Yet as she waited, there did not seem to be any evidence of an effect. Certainly her body was trembling, but that was due to typical nervousness and not a reaction to the formula. Doubt and fear started to creep into her mind that somehow she had failed.
But she shook her head, as she stated, "No, it can't have failed. I need to check to see if there's any changes at all."
Desperate to deny the possibility, Jaqueline quickly examined herself for any sort of change. But could find nothing that looked apparent, even a glance at her reaction showed the same dull face and brown eyes. Neither did she feel anything different with her mind. The same nervous issue that plagued her was still running rampant. Biting on the tip of her thumb while another hand anxiously tugged at a braid hair, she could not fathom what the issue was. Her effort should have born some fruit, she needed it to work.
She sighed, "Still plain Jane. This doesn't make any sense. I followed through and calculated everything… something should happen."
But just as she reached the edge of despair again, a strange sensation caught her attention centered squarely at her chest. Taking a look down at the area there was nothing notable to see with the baggy front of the dress shirt hanging loosely from her torso. But what she was feeling was from her body beneath the clothing. Most notably she felt her nipples starting to ache slightly. Her cheek flushed at a bit at the unexpected sensation, but she hesitantly cupped her hands over that area of the shirt. Feeling the fabric of the shirt brush against the nipples produced a powerful jolt that surprised her and she gasped in surprise.
Stumbling backward from the abrupt sensation, Jaqueline felt herself getting incredibly warm afterwards that spread across her entire body. Hands still twitched in shock at what had just happened and she was acutely aware at how much her nipples had hardened now. Her breathing was getting irregular. She tugged the collar of the shirt to try and alleviate some of the pressure and warmth. Already her glasses had fogged up again making it impossible for her to see through them.
Annoyed at them, while trying to make sense of the warmth that came over her, she took them off to clean. But then she blinked in surprise at what she could see. Her horrible vision that forced her to wear glasses was different. Not different, it was improving. Typically she could only barely make out the shape of the glasses in her hand when she cleaned them. But now she could see them clearly. Turning to look around her lab, she was amazed to see how the once blurry backdrop was steadily becoming clearer.
Her eyes widen in surprise at what she was beholding. Unknown to her, those once brown eyes had now gradually shifted into a topaz color. Even more the eyes were emitting an unearthly glow that seemed to only grow brighter with each passing moment.
A gasp of elation escaped her lips, "The formula must be working. I knew it!"
The fear and doubt before had quickly vanished from her mind. Instead, there was an increasing eagerness and desire for the change to unfold. Her nervous twitch from before it seemed like the distant past. Jaqueline was now eagerly awaiting the next effect with baited breath.
Unaware of the change in her eyes, the next change that came to her attention was the sudden pinching in her shoes below. Glancing down at them curiously, her improved vision could see them starting to look slightly deformed. Inside she felt her feet were becoming increasingly cramped within the confine of her shoes. This amazed and intrigued her that her body was actually now starting to grow and change.
In her heart she hoped desperately this would allow her to discard her plain and dull appearance. To perhaps take on appearance that would catch the eyes and attention of others, especially those she desperately wanted to notice her.
A tingling sensation in her hands caught her attention. She looked at the hand that still was holding the glasses. The changes were unfolding visibly before her eyes. Fingers were stretching and the hand was growing larger. She could see the subtle shift in the skin into a more supple form, the callous portions were smoothing out. Even the stunted and rough nails were changing too into distinctly longer feminine shape. The glasses being held were starting to appear smaller while her hand grew larger.
Finding it harder to keep a grip, she carelessly tossed them onto the table while pulling back the sleeves of her arm. With her growing stature that was effecting all of her body, the cuff of the sleeve got barely halfway pass her forearm. Much to her astonishment and delight she could see that the once thin limb was changed. Not just growing longer, but taking on a more rounded and sexy shape. Even more astonishing was the shape of musculature starting to press outward against the skin.
Eagerly taking in this sight, Jaqueline could not be more elated at what she was experiencing. Finally she could say good bye to her mediocre looks. Now she was not just feeling excitement, but even power surging from her body. There was something else awakening with her and she could feel a wellspring of confidence rising up. But this was all what Jaqueline wanted and need to become.
Though she felt slight pinches across her face, which was subtly erase the plain features, the feeling of her hair proved more off-putting. The locks were shifting and tumbling into greater lengths than before. Her simple braids came undone allowing the growing hair to cascade down her back. The hair took a dark sheen which looked far brilliant then Jaqueline could have made them before. Enchanted by them, she brushed her hands through them amazed how thick and shining the hair had become now. But what surprise her more was seeing strands of red starting to emerge from amidst some of the front hair.
But much as she wanted to study the unusual color alteration in her hair more. Another unexpected emergence caught her attention. The front of her shirt which was losing all the slack from her growth was suddenly pressed forward by her chest. Most noticeably to Jaqueline's surprise was how the breasts once barely visibly curve came alive. They suddenly inflated while staying firm in size that pushed her hardened nipples against the front of the shirt. Even the straps of her suspenders which were stretched taunted by her height were shoved to the side by her breasts pushing forward.
Jaqueline could only gape in surprise at the sizes they were now pressing up against the front of the shirt. Already she could spy the tempting cleavage being pressed tightly by the confines of the shirt even as gaps between the buttons were growing wider. Each breath brought another sting of pleasure from the nipples pressing hard against the fabric.
Her face blushed at the sudden rush this was giving her, as she rubbed her face with her hands, and licked her fingers, 'Oh God… this… feels… so… good!' She even felt more so as she raced her hands all over her body with the change.
Never had Jaqueline experienced such euphoria of pleasure then from this change. The raw bodily delight it awoke in her was like nothing else. The sheer sight of sporting bountiful bosoms that would be the envy of girls and lust of boys made her excited. But even more was seeing how they were still growing and testing the limit of her shirt to confine.
But even as more skin was being exposed because her growth the coloration started to shift too. They started to get pale as if all color was rapidly being drained out. All over patches of chalk-white started to appear and spread across her body. Just as streaks of crimson were started appear along the front sides of her hair, this skin discoloration was visibly spreading across her exposed body.
The once shy and nervous side of Jaqueline was completely gone. What was now asserting herself was someone who delighted and hungered for more. Perhaps if Jaqueline was able to look at things more objectively she would notice how her thinking and insight was being changed. But too delighted and eager for these changes made those concerns go unnoticed. So gradually the mind of Jaqueline, much like her body, was reshaping itself into someone far more bold and sexy.
So distracted by the growth and pleasure by the emerging breasts, Jaqueline did not notice or heed what was happening below her waist. The feet were continuing to grow larger and pressed against the confines of her shoes. There was pain as the two struggled, but the pleasure that was seizing the changing girl easily dwarfed the discomfort. Until finally the shoes relented and tore open. The top of the shoe peeled away from the bottom sole to reveal her emerging feet. Already her toes had popped through her stockings as they wiggled outward in freedom.
The rest of the stocking above fairly poorly wrapped around her legs which had grown distinctly muscular, yet still retained their sexy shape. Tears emerged across the stocking unable to stretch any further around the leg. Still hidden beneath her long skirt, the thighs and hips were widening too. Just to give her the right shapes for the growing Jaqueline to possess an arousing figure. Definitely becoming intoxicated with the power and pleasure her changing body emitted, she swayed her body sexily.
The movement proved too much for her suspender which snapped off, but they were unnecessary by this point. Her lush and statuesque body was proving too much for the remaining pitiful garments to cover up. The swelling cheeks of her butt pressed up against the rear of her skirt which could not hide that shapely form. She felt a brief sting before a welcome release as her panty had snapped off. Now all that was left was the stinging from the waistband of her skirt and belt. But those too snapped apart causing the skirt to drop off and exposing her entire lower half.
But she felt not even a shred of shame at being exposed like this. No, the personality that was quickly coming to the fore even welcomed this exhibitionist show. After all with this body that was so ravishing and so pleasing, it would be almost criminal to hide. This was another way she was finding herself being aggressive over the feelings that drove Jaqueline before. And she was delighted by this.
Still very much relishing this liberating feeling, Jaqueline started to explore her body as it enlarged. Her arms had become completely bare with the remains of the sleeves torn apart to reveal the smooth sexy form of her arms. The hands eagerly felt the muscles beneath the skin that were just priming with power.
Her hands then traveled down to her chest. The mounds had increased even further in size. Now they had grown so large that her hands could no longer cover them. Already all of the buttons had torn free from the shirt exposing the cleavage and inner swells of her breasts outward. Only the nipples still remained barely covered by the sides of her shirt. Uninterested in waiting any longer, she grab each sides of the shirt and tore it off. A laugh of delight escaped her lips at feeling her breasts shake free from the confines.
A smiles crossed her face that seemed quite different from any Jaqueline could ever make. It was a look of confidence that showcased her aggressive new outlook. Her eyes now completely glowed in a topaz tone.
And just like that the change was finished. The transformed woman tossed aside the torn remains of her shirt and stepped away from the piles of rags to examine her reflection. What she saw pleased her greatly.
No longer did she see the plain Jaqueline Jekyll in her reflection. Instead there was a tall and sexy woman brimming with confidence and power. The red streak in her hair and chalk-white skin were distinct difference that marked her as something abnormal. But she did not mind it at all, instead finding them to be a welcome way to show her individuality.
Speaking of that, she found herself feeling rather disgusted at the notion of referring to herself as Jaqueline Jekyll. That name seemed foreign and unappealing to someone as magnificent and beautiful as she was now. So without a thought, she decided to take on a new name that is better suited for this new person she had become.
Her topaz eyes noted the worn journal on the nearby table and a mischievous smile crossed her face. She figured a fitting tribute to the one who had helped her discover this new self.
Stretching out her body, the new her felt good. It felt like the last lingering part of Jaqueline Jekyll had been removed. Finally she was free from the petty concerns and nervousness of that past self. This girl would not allow herself to be ignored or deny herself any pleasures that she wanted.
Also noticing the glasses tossed carelessly on the table, she formed a fist and without hesitation slammed it down on the glasses. A fitting ending to something that Jaqueline disliked and Jackie felt nothing but disgust. Much to her delight the glasses were quickly obliterated by the strike and even more the table itself was almost split in half from the blow. Examining her hands, a look of amazement crossed her face at what power seemed to be unlocked in this form.
"Sexy, confident, and powerful," she smiled the sound of her voice was mature and enticing. "It's a whole new me." But she stopped as she thought seriously for a moment, "Hmmm, now that I think about it, nobody should know that the sexy girl standing here was that dreadfully dull as dishwater Jaqueline Jekyll."
She looked around the room for a moment to find something she could inspire herself to find a new name. But then smirked, as she walked over to the computer table, and gently picked up the journal of Henry Jekyll. She opened a passage of where Jekyll had told of his discovery and experience of Edward Hyde. "Yeah, Hyde said that Jekyll was his only person and place to hide in." She smirked, as she snapped her fingers, "Yeah, that's it. Hyde. I guess that would be my name. But I ain't callin' myself Edwina. I'm more of a Jackie."
She closed the book and put it back on the table, and looked at herself in the mirror, striking a sexy wink, "Mothers, lock up your sons and your daughters. Jackie Hyde has come to town. And she wants her some fun."
Brushing her hair back, Jackie could not get enough of the potency of this body. She wanted to explore and understand more about it. Not for the sake of understanding or some other academic pursuit, but purely for a carnal reason. The change had awakened a stimulating sexual drive inside of Jackie that she wanted to sate as viciously possible. Cupping a breast with one hand while the other hand drew downward between her thighs, Jackie licked her lips eagerly.
"Screw science," she told herself. "Tonight is young and so am I. After all, I was born a few seconds ago."
She wanted to know how much pleasure there was to experience. Then afterward she wanted to enjoy as much excitement as possible outside the confines of this suffocating lab. Maybe give some tasty studs a chance to enjoy this body along with her. Already her mind was filled with sexually deviant fancies that would make Jaqueline faint from embarrassment.
But all those thoughts instead simply excited Jackie more. As she started to enjoy this nubile form, she could already start fantasizing about Mikey, as she smirked, looking over at her body, "Ah Mikey. The center of my burning desires. I wonder what sort of face he'd make when he saw this." She even looked at herself with even more lust, as she brought her hands up, pulling her hair up and letting it bounce down, "The things I would do and share with him." Her body became incredibly aroused by these thoughts. The moans of delight echoed in the lab as Jackie fully took her time to enjoy the fantasies. But she broke off, as she made a cute pose in the mirror, looking like a kitty, as she purred, "Meow, Mikey."
After a while, the extremely satisfied Jackie picked herself up from the floor of the lab. Certainly she knew that Jaqueline could never experience such pleasure like this. But even as her body glowed from the pleasure and sweat glean from her skin, the longing for more was already stirring up again inside. It appears she possessed quite a stamina and appetite. But Jackie was more than ready to put it to the test.
It was not enough to enjoy this alone. Jackie need to go outside and exposure herself to even more pleasure. But she stopped as she remembered, "Oh yeah. Tore all clothing, nude now." But she shrugged, as she sighed, "Eh. I've got no shred of concern striding around completely nude." But then thought about it seriously, "But still, it would cause issues once I go outside. Not that there's anyone who could seriously stop me."
Flexing her arm to look at her muscles with a smile, Jackie still would rather not squander time better spend having fun. Looking at the pile of rags that were her former clothes, she knew it would be impossible to fit them over this luscious form normally. But she had a different idea on how to use them with an impish grin.
First she took the shirt and wrapped it around her bosoms. Jackie had to steel herself from the pleasure of feeling it wrapped tightly across the nipples. While it did little to cover the top or bottom of the breasts, the presentation at least kept it somewhat covered and tempting too.
As for the skirt, it was fortunate that Jaqueline had worn such a long one. It took a bit effort, but Jackie was able to turn it into wrap skirt that barely covered her lower torso. Tricky to ensure it stayed in place without constricting her movement. But she at least was now looking barely more covered then someone who had only a bikini.
There was nothing she could do about footwear, but Jackie felt fine walking barefoot. Her whole look had a real daring avant-garde that really appealed to her. Outfit alone she was sure to draw attention, with this killer body too she was going to have every eyes in the place.
She struck a pose, as she smirked, "Hotness incarnate. This will turn some heads." But she arched an eyebrow, "Still though I could use an update." She smirked a little, "Maybe a stop at a store and a little IOU, and I'll have something better than this."
Pleased with her appearance, Jackie confidently walked out of the lab. Turning the light off and closing the door to the place in her mind for the last time. Someone like her did not have time to squander in a lab like this when there was so much pleasure and fun to be had outside.
Later On
The Luna Club
The Luna Club was a teen dance club that was well known to the teens, but had to be moved every now and then. Mostly due to the police finding them and shutting down. It wasn't an official club as it didn't have a license, but they were working on it. But for now, it was an exclusively hidden club that moved from one place to another. At the moment, there was a line of teens wanting to get in, but was on hold due to the bouncer.
However, one couple walked over, as the boyfriend handed the big jock-like bouncer an envelope, as he smirked, "We've got special ticket passes, pal."
The bouncer opened the envelope, as a hundred dollar bill was shown. He looked to the two as he nodded, "Thank you." The couple were about to enter as the bouncer placed the bill in his back pocket… but prevented them from getting in.
The couple seemed confused by that, but the boyfriend stated angrily, "Hey! I just gave you a hundred bucks!"
"And I'm very grateful," the bouncer smirked, but then frowned. "Now wait your turn."
The couple retreated back, as the bouncer sighed, but then a new voice popped up, as it appeared out of the shadowed alleyway, "Most people think they can buy their way in." And out of the shadows, stepped out Jackie Hyde, which earned surprised reactions from everyone. To them she was stunning, especially in a slightly torn skimpy outfit. But to everyone else, her chalk white skin, silky bouncy black hair with the red streak, and the gorgeous body of hers being barely covered by the skimpy bikini schoolgirl outfit made her downright irresistible.
She stopped at the bouncer, who was just as equally shocked as the others, as she winked at him, "What do you think, Big Boy?"
"Uh, well, I um… oh boy…" the bouncer stuttered out, as she walked up to him, dwarfing him about a few inches, wrapping her arms around him, while tracing a finger on his chest.
She then smiled at him seductively, "I don't have any money or a ticket, but do you think…?"
The Bouncer smirked, "Always room for one more."
Jackie kissed him on the cheek, as he let her in, while she entered, wagging her 'tail', and blew him another kiss.
As the bouncer and everyone looked at her enter, one of the attractive girls asked, "Hey, what does she have that any of us do?"
The Bouncer merely rubbed the cheek she had kissed, and smiled at a daze at the door, "Everything."
Inside
Jackie waltzed in, catching a few stares in the process. But she didn't mind, she seemed to love the attention, as she reached the center of the beating music and flashy lights. As she walked in, the place was a hoot. It was a two level building with a stairwell balcony, to which everyone was sitting at lounge chairs and looking up email on their laptops and phones with the wifi. Lights flashed down below, to where Jackie leaned on the railing to look down below. There, teens were dancing to the punk techno beats, almost grinding into one another. There was also a bar down there to which a few teens were being either drinking soft drinks, or the energy drink variety… or a mix of the both.
Jackie smiled at all this as she looked around the room with her yellow eyes, "Now these people know how to party."
She looked over, and spotted a broken spiral stairway, leading out like a diving plank. Obviously it was in need of getting rid of, but Jackie smiled, as she had other plans for it. She gingerly waltzed over to it, and slowly but silkily climbed up the stairs, and stood on the railing. This caught everyone's attention, but the music still went on. Jackie looked down on them, as she held her arms out… and dived down.
A few gasps and screams were heard as this happened, but it was all gone. As soon as Jackie fell down, she landed on her feet, Terminator style, and bounced up, dancing it off, as she screamed, "WHOA! Alright, let's party, baby!"
Everyone forgot their terror moments ago and cheered her on, as she shook her body to the rhythm and everyone followed. She danced close to a couple of jocks, who couldn't keep their eyes off of her, as she rubbed her backside to them. Finally, one of them got the nerve to ask, pointing at her bikini skirt, "That's skin-tight. How do you get into that, Sexy?"
Jackie smirked at them, but then kissed the guy deeply, as she pulled back, "You can start by buying me a drink."
But then she stopped, as she saw someone sitting at the bar, wearing a sexy yellow dress and black leg boots. It was Mari, obviously clubbing for guys… or girls. Jackie smirked, as she walked away, waving at them, "Later, boys."
The boys sighed in disappointment, as the second guy sighed, "I hate seeing a girl that fine go…" but smiled, as he looked at her wagging her backside to them, "… but I love watching her walk away."
Mari was enjoying a glass of something, feeling like she had lucked out on dates. However, someone towered next to her, catching her attention from the shadow they casted on her. In surprise, she saw a pale white girl, taller than her, raven black hair with a red streak, yellow eyes, and a body to die for that was hardly covered up.
Jackie grabbed a large mug, and gulped it down without taking a breath. This surprised Mari a bit, but was calm, as Jackie turned her attention to her, and winked at her, "Hey, Chica. You wanna mambo?"
Hours Later
The rest of the night became a blur for Jackie. It was a frenzy of experience that could barely be comprehended, but it felt so amazing to be so sexy and free. She had little trouble entering any of the seedy clubs that were opened. Her sexy body, persuasion, or physical might made sure nothing barred her entry. Entering the place she quickly garnered a lot of attention while she danced, partied, and indulged to her heart's content. Anyone trying to stop or interrupt her fun was dealt with harshly. She was like a twister jumping one from one club to another leaving wake of destruction and gratification in her wake. Numerous willing males and females partner lined up to help embrace and sleep with her that she could hardly tell them apart.
But finally after one pleasing and hectic night, Jackie managed to return back to Jaqueline's bedroom. Not that she liked what she found there as it remind her too much of that pitiful self, but she did not have anywhere else to rest herself. It seems even her stamina had finally been taxed to the limit and a growing weariness was gripping her body and mind.
"Hmhmhmhmmman, those animals know how to party," she smiled, as she wobbled on in her room.
It was hard to remove the look of satisfaction from her face. It had been a great night, one in which she never could have experience without this change. But there was one sore point, the missed opportunity to show off to Mikey. Unfortunately as Jaqueline, she had no idea where he lived and Jackie was too anxious to try and enjoy herself to search him out. Besides there will be many more nights like this she was sure confidently.
Jackie stood in defiance, "There's no way in Hell I'm gonna be satisfied with leaving things just like this." She looked at her hands, as she smirked, "I need more!" She then smirked in a confident way, "And I'm gonna get more." But then she yawned out, "But for now, I'm just gonna hit the sack." It was an unusual feeling after operating under such an excited state previously, but she was not too bothered by it.
Stripping away the 'borrowed' clothes used to cover her, the initial rags were torn to piece in frenzy of fun earlier in the night. She had to go through many borrowed articles of clothing to at least keep from causing too much issue about her blatant exposure. Skin and hair still soaked quite thoroughly with sweat from all the fun, a good shower would be a refreshing way to end this night before getting some sleep.
She walked into the bathroom, and flicked the light on, but stopped as she looked at herself in the mirror. Confidently, she made a sexy pose, showing off a sexy profile shot, as she smiled, "Lookin' good, and stayin' good from here on out."
Stepping into the shower, Jackie had to take a moment to adjust the shower head to handle her new height. Letting the warm water cascade over her, she felt greatly relieved at the warming sensation while steam filled the bathroom. Hands ran through her wet hair, while she then went and explored her body once again. It felt enticing touching the swells of her breasts, smoothness of her toned belly, and plump firmness of the butt cheeks.
She couldn't get enough of this sensual form. Her mind once again started to sway into thoughts of a most risqué nature. Memories of the scandalous acts that she committed tonight made her lips start to quiver in pleasure, before a sudden coldness interrupted her.
It was sudden and unexpected; A feeling of embarrassment suddenly stung her while her face twisted between a look of pleasure and discomfort, as she spoke, "What am I thinking? I wouldn't imagine scenarios like that!" Jackie stopped for a moment, as she was completely taken aback at the sudden reaction, before she felt an oppressive weight on her shoulders.
Topaz eyes widened in shock, before their glow too started to fade and confusion started to grip Jackie's mind, "What the…? Where'd that come from? Why would I… UGH!" Clutching her head, she felt her thoughts becoming disjointed and confused. The boldness was being weakened by feeling of nervousness that was appalling to Jackie. Even worse the potency and power that she once felt in her body seemed to be leaving her. "What-What's going on," she questioned. "What's happening to me?"
Shocked at this, Jackie placed a hand against the shower stall to try and steady herself. But what she saw in the reflection in the steamy glass shocked her. The eyes that were once glowing topaz was gone reverting instead to the familiar brown eyes of Jaqueline. Something that Jackie had never wanted to see again.
"No… no, no, NO! I DON'T WANNA SEE THOSE EYES AGAIN," she growled in frustration at the sight, she wanted to smash the reflection and shatter it. But something was restraining her from lashing out. A weakness was creeping into her body that made it hard for her to stand.
Much less the turmoil in her mind was making it hard for her to concentrate too, "Dammit, what the hell…? What's happening to me?"
Unable to fighting it off, Jackie barely noticed that she was starting to shrink. The shower head was getting further away with her diminishing stature. Looking down at her body, a soft cry escaped her lips at the once magnificent body starting to diminish away. The whiteness of the skin was being replaced with normal beige coloration.
Jackie was starting to freak out on this, as she panicked, "No, no, no. No, this isn't fair."
Jackie wanted to escape, she wanted to stop this. But there was nothing she could do here in the bathroom. Instead unable to accept it, she crumpled onto the shower floor. Her form curling up into a fetal position as the water from the shower splashed around her. This made her keenly aware at how much her body was fading away as the limbs lost their shape and even her bosoms steadily shrunk bringing her knees ever closer. She could even see the streaks of crimsons in her hair starting to fade away into black.
Closing her eyes, Jackie tried to deny what was happening, "Please, no. I don't… I don't wanna return to being plain Jaqueline! This isn't who I wanna to be! Not someone so utterly plain and weak!" These thoughts were as much Jaqueline as Jackie as the figure simply curled up and the change continued. Eyes closed as she desperately tried to deny what was unfolding.
After several long seconds it ended, and the figure started to stir again.
Lifting her head up, the brown eyes showed signs of tears despite the water raining down onto her. Slowly picking herself up, the crestfallen face of Jaqueline barely could turn off the shower before stepping out. So despondent that she did not even bother to get a towel while she walked out leaving a trail of water behind.
She was confused and torn about everything that happened, as she held her head, "Ugh… what happened? It's like the whole night was a mish-mash of events. It all felt so unreal." She remembered that she was transforming, and then everything went black. From her transformation to her wild night, it all seemed like a completely alien experience. Everything was so raw and stimulating it was hard for her think about without feeling the pang of discomfort. Jackie was so different to Jaqueline that it was hard for her come to term with what happened. But she did know what happened… through Jackie's eyes, but it was all still a blur, "Darn it. It sucks not being able to remember."
But she was a bit confused, as she did remember a few things due to Jackie's actions, and seemed a bit embarrassed and uncertain, "Was that really what I wanted?"
Confusion filled her mind about what she truly wanted after having tasted such a wicked experience. It drew and called to her, but at the same time she shied away from it too. As if it was too much then what she wanted.
Rubbing her eyes, Jaqueline had so many questions and was uncertain if she wanted to know the answers now. But then she suddenly realized something. Her glasses… or rather, her vision it was still fixed. Looking around the bathroom she realized that her vision was no longer blurry despite not wearing the glasses.
She blinked in surprise at this, "My eyes. They're… they're stronger than they were before." She waved her hand in front of her, "No blurry shapes, nothing." This was a surprise, as she deduced what might have happened, "The change… it must have had some residual effect despite appearing to be temporary." But Jaqueline encountered another surprise when saw he reflection against the mirror and gasped at it.
The wet nubile girl did not look like Jaqueline from before. There was still a resemblance that people could still recognize them, but there were definitely some difference. First looking at her body, she could see it was no longer thin like before instead sporting a slender and define shape. Even her hair had taken a silky shine. But most noticeable were her breasts which were now pronounced as she cupped them in her hands. She would definitely need to get some bra to cover them.
Suddenly the concerns from before vanished and Jaqueline found herself smiling. Though a bit embarrassed by her nudity, she imitated a sexy pose from memory and found herself delight at the results. "I… oh my, I can't… can you believe…" Jaqueline stuttered in astonishment of all this. Until she finally sighed, standing straight, and smiling at her reflection, as she finished, "I'm beautiful."
Despite what might had happened tonight, Jaqueline at least did not have to worry about her appearance being plain anymore. Perhaps she would even surprise people when she showed up at school.
Quickly grabbing a towel to dry off, Jaqueline found her mood greatly improved. Afterward, she fell onto the bed to get some well-deserved rest. The exhaustion from all the activity was felt more acutely now then as Jackie. While a part of her felt a bit self-conscious sleeping in the nude. A growing seed of confidence wanted to take a step forward to be a bit different from the old Jaqueline. Nothing as outlandish like Jackie, but for once in a long time Jaqueline Jekyll was happy about herself.
It certainly had been one momentous night for her as she drifted off into blissful slumber. But it would not be the only one as the Pandora box that Jaqueline had intentionally opened could never be completely closed now. For now the young lady dreamed happily of boys, in a somewhat naughty sort of way.
Next Chapter: Awakened and Reborn; the Beauty I wanted to Be