Chapter 2: Clover's Transformation

Clover woke up suddenly, breathing heavily. For a couple of seconds she still thought that she was still dreaming. But then, she saw that it had all been a nightmare. She looked to the side and saw that her alarm clock was marking 1 am. She immediately turned on the light. With her eyes half-closed, and feeling her face covered in cold sweat, most likely due to the horrible nightmare that she just had, she passed her fingers through her face.

"What a horrible nightmare…" –she said, as she rubbed her eyes, trying to stay awake. –"I've got to stop watching horror movies before going to bed."

Getting out of the bed, she stretched her arms and went to the bathroom to splash some cold water on her face. Her nightmare had been so realistic, that she was still finding it hard to believe that had just been a dream… a really bad dream. She blinked her eyes a couple of times, trying to stay awake.

"Man… that was some nightmare. Thank God it was just that, a nightmare. Still, it felt so real… what the heck?"

She quickly looked at her right hand and saw that it was completely black, like if it had been dipped in black ink. She saw that her arm was also covered in that stuff, not to mention her whole body, being her neck and head the exception. You could see all her curves. The closest thing that she could think when describing it, was like if that thing was a second skin. Clover immediately panicked. She did not know what was going on… and that was when hit her… the nightmare. What if the nightmare had not been a nightmare, but instead, it was reality. Still, how did she end up back in her bed, after being covered by that black substance? She sat on the floor and tried to breathe normally. At the same time, she tried to get rid of it, by pulling it as much as she could.

"Come on! Get off, you creepy crawling thingy!" –she exclaimed in desperation.

Unfortunately, after a couple of minutes, she concluded that trying to pull it off her skin was not going to work. Finally, she gave up trying, and she started to weep. Whatever was that thing, she was going to have to stick with it for a while. She wept for almost half an hour, until she ran out of tears. Her eyes were as red as beats and you could see that she had her make-up all smudged, due to the fact that she forgot to remove it, before going to bed earlier.

"What is… this thing…? Just get… off… me…" –Clover sighed, as another tear ran down her cheek.

Finally, after crying it all, she came up with the strength to get herself up. She looked once again into the mirror, to see what had happened to her. She felt like some kind of freak, due to the fact of having that glued to herself. But suddenly, all those bad feelings went away. She notices just how beautiful she is. Whatever that thing was, it was acting like a second skin. Even though her breasts were covered in that stuff, she could definitely see her nipples sticking out of it, and she most certainly could see the areoles around them. And the same thing could be said of her pussy. When touched herself, she felt that her whole body was as smooth as silk… no, like baby skin. Feeling a little bit more cheered up about that whole situation, she flirted a little with herself.

"Hey, beautiful, do you have plans for tonight?" –she asked to her image in the mirror. –"No, why? Do you want to be part of my plans?"

She kept flirting with herself for a little while. After that she flexed her biceps, in amusement, and then jumped into the air, just so she could see her boobs bouncing up and down. She mused about it and said to herself:

"I wished I had bigger boobs…"

That's when something even stranger happened. Her boobs started to inflate very slowly. Even though she could not see the difference at first, she could feel it happening. In a matter of seconds, her boobs became as big as Pamela Anderson's boobs. She put her hands on them, feeling just how big they were.

"How did this happen?" –she asked herself. –"I just thought about it for a second… and then my boobs got bigger. Is it possible that this thing is controlled by thought?" –she thought about it. –"Hmmm… if so, I thin I'll put it to a test… I wish I had bigger boobs than Minka."

In just a couple of seconds, her boobs swallowed again, and Clover saw herself with a gigantic pair of breasts, that would make the boobs of the international pornstar Minka, look small. A devious smile appeared on her face… the same kind of smile she made whenever she came with a devious idea. Happy about this, she decided to test this ability again. She wished she had huge muscles, and in a matter of seconds she ended up with biceps from the size of tennis balls, a fully muscled thorax and legs, not to mention a well delineated, but still cute ass. Her new beautiful, almost godlike appearance was amplified by the thing that covered her body.

"Whoa! I feel so great… Look at these super boobs!" –she said as she felt her own boobs being pressed against a wall. –"Mmm… that feels so goooooood…" –Clover admitted, as if she was having a little orgasm. –"But, I better get back to normal… I wish to go back to normal."

And just like the other times, that thing granted Clover's wish, making her normal again. Taking a deep breath, she thought of how silly she was when she thought that that thing had been the worst that had ever happened to her. Exiting the bathroom, she went back to her room. After entering the room, she stood in front of the huge mirror she had, and got a closer look to her. Even though she had that thing over her skin, she was naked… although she did not feel naked. She felt just like when she was using her spy outfit.

"If you really are an alien, where did you come from, hmm?" –Clover asked the thing, as her fingers ran across her left arm, like if she was petting the alien creature.

That is when a small tentacle came out of the place where she was petting. The tentacle looked like a tentacle of an octopus. It stopped just a few inches from Clover's face. She looked at it, puzzled about it. Then, she thought that the alien was trying to contact with her. Led by instinct, Clover approached her face of the tentacle and gave it a small peck with her lips. The tentacle responded making a funny sound, which the blonde identified as something similar to a human giggle. She also giggled back, showing that she was happy.

"Well, if you're going to stick with me, I have to call you something… do you mind if I call you, Blackie?" –she asked the thing. –"I know it's not the best name, but since you're black, I think that is a nice name… what do you think?"

The tentacle bulked up and assumed the form a fist, giving her a thumb's up. Clover smiled immediately, not only because it had accepted the name she had given it, but because she had managed to communicate with it.

"Okay, Blackie is it… so, tell me, Blackie, I know I asked you this, but, where are did you come from?" –she asked the tentacle, but this one did not answer in any way. –"Oh, yeah, you can't talk, so you can't tell me…"

Then, the tentacle started to stretch and made its away down into Clover's abdomen, tickling it, and kept going down, until it reached Clover's pussy. The blonde paid attention to what the tentacle was attempting to do, blinking her eyes occasionally. The tentacle looked at her pussy, and gently touched her clit, making her moan. The tentacle caressed her labia and her clit once again.

"Mmm… oh, that felt good. Is that what you want me to do, Blackie? You want me to masturbate?" –Clover asked it, to which it responded by making the tentacle touching her clit. –"Okay, if you want me to do that, I'll do it."

Clover's hand was guided by the tentacle into her pussy, where she started to touch herself. She immediately moaned, as she caressed herself. Just the lightest touch from her fingers seemed enough to make her go wild about it. She pinched her clit, moaning hard, as her love juices started to pour out of her, making her wet. She had never been that hot or wet before in her life, and that aroused her. She inserted two fingers in her pussy, when something happened… her fingers became longer, and she could felt them inside her.

"Oh, fuck, Blackie… it feels so good!" –she said as she inserted her fist inside her pussy, something she had never done before, becoming amazed on how much she could take inside her. –"Yeah, yeah, yeah… I feel like I'm going to explode!"

Clover arched her back and lifted her hips, as she reached her climax, The orgasm made her yell, as its energy spread through her whole body. It felt like the higher she screamed, the bigger the orgasm felt to her.

"I'M CUMMMMMMMMMMMIIIIIIIIING!" –she yelled on top of her lungs, collapsing on her bed.

She was hot, like if she had a fever. The coldness of her sheets made her feel that. Her whole body was like on fire. Her boobs went up and down, as she tried to catch her breath. Clover looked to her hand, and saw that her fingers covered in her juices. She smiled tenderly, as she noticed that the tentacle was like licking them, tickling her a little.

"Blackie... nothing on Earth is able to do what you do... It's amazing." –Clover stated, as she slowly raised her body, and sat on the bed. –"You really need to let me catch my breath..."

But the alien Blackie did not even let Clover finish her sentence. Controlling Clover's body, it made her get out of the bed and made her go into the window. She opened it, and she jumped out of the window, landing hard on the backyard. Curiously, she did not even felt the impact.

"Where are we going? Do you want to show me something, is that it?" –Clover asked it, when her face was covered by it.

If Clover could see herself, she would see that she was wearing some kind of mask on her face. Leaping over the obstacles, Clover, being controlled by the alien whom she called Blackie, made her way into the city.