Cutting edge machine

Chapter 1

Chloe stepped into the cutting edge machine which was systematically perfecting the bodies of the rich and famous. Anyone with a spare million dollars made a beeline for this ultimate beauty treatment. The machine was called “Design by body”, there were only two in the whole of America, one in the UK on Harley Street London, and one in Dubai. There was a two year wait to get an appointment, so Chloe was absolutely buzzing with excitement to be here at last. She lived in Chelsea in London so she was only a taxi ride from the prestigious Harley Street beauty clinic.

Chloe is 28 years old, she is from a privileged background and works as a model. She’s 5’9 and has a slim, toned figure. Most people would say she was absolutely gorgeous but Chloe wanted to be perfect. Pre appointment she discussed with the beauty consultant that the machine would make the following alterations:

1. Increase height to 5’11
2. Grow breasts from an A cup to a C cup
3. Reduce fat deposits round cheeks for a more chiselled look
4. Subtly reshape nose
5. Tighten vaginal canal
6. Remove all skin blemishes
7. Insert permanent highlights into blonde hair

She was already a model for a reason so the changes were subtle, but Chloe had discussed them with her agent and they were sure these alterations would take Chloe from being a successful model to an international supermodel!

So with butterflies in her stomach and her bank account a little lighter Chloe stepped through the automatic door into the cylindrical structure. Inside the machine was all mirrors and very brightly lit. Chloe could see her naked body from every angle. The machine had been programmed by the surgeons with Chloe’s approval to alter her body to the millimetre as she had requested.

An AI generated woman’s voice filled the cabin. “Step one removing all skin blemishes.” A blue laser worked its way up and down her body and she saw all of her little freckles and moles disappear before her eyes painlessly. Chloe laughed in disbelief and examined her skin up close to the mirror. Wow she said to herself. Why did the machine start with the skin she wondered concerned for a moment. The surgeon discussed the machine would start with the height increase and work through the list in the order they had set out. Before she could think much more the AI voice sounded again.

“Step two, insert permanent highlights into blonder hair”. Instantly Chloe’s hair went from plain blonde to a beautiful cacophony of light browns, bleach blondes and honey tones. She waved her hair about in awe and was immediately in love with her knew look. Now she wondered what would happen as this was technically the end of her list, had there been an error with the machine?

“Step one, alter height”. Before Chloe could ask questions the ceiling began to move further away. Aghast, she looked in the mirror to find herself shrinking down slowly, until… “New height selected, client is 5’3. Chloe’s mouth dropped open, her legs looked so short. How would she ever model like this? Panicking, she began to pound the walls around her but the machine was so advanced it was completely sound proof and the mirrors were shatter proof.

“Step 2, breast adjustment”. The voice now sounded sort of menacing to Chloe, she started shouting angrily at the machine. “I don’t want breast adjustment, I want to increase to a cup size C!!! I specifically requested this and I specifically requested to be 5’11!!!! She stood with her hands on her hips naked in front of the mirror, feeling absolutely furious. She watched in pure horror as her breasts began to grow to what must have been a cup size F but then they started to droop down and apart and her nipples were pointing directly downwards. The nipples became massive circles which covered the complete diameter of her two long breasts. They looked pitiful, and then even worse stretch marks appeared all over her droopy breasts. She fell down to the floor on her knees in shock and her tits swayed loosely and her nipples grazed the floor. She was still furious but now she felt utterly helpless. She banged on the mirror and shouted through tears, “please, please let me out!!! The machine is broken!!!”

“Step 3, face shape alteration”. She sucked in her cheeks to make a fish pout hoping to god she could fight what was about to happen. Chloe’s forehead began to bulge with fat, her cheeks began to fill and widen, her chin became a triple chin. Her nose looked like it was a small sausage inbetween a thick white bun. She could hardly recognise herself. A small salty tear ran down her cheek.

“Step 4, nose shaping”. Her nose began to turn upwards. And as she looked at herself she realised she sort of resembled a pig now… She weeped pitifully at her changed appearance.

“Step 5, vaginal loosening”, the menacing voice echoed around the room. “I said tightening!!! I wanted a tighter vagina!!!” Chloe was hysterical now. There was nothing loose about Chloe’s vagina, but when given the opportunity to completely alter your body what woman would turn down a tighter vagina? All of a sudden she felt extreme pleasure which felt like a giant was penetrating her vagina, she felt her insides widen and stretch like never before, the same happened to her ass hole too. It felt like it was being stretched and stretched like never before. It was painless, it was intensely pleasurable. Chloe began to shake and orgasm violently on the floor, she smiled and laughed with pleasure as her tits dangled into her armpits. She looked down at her vagina and started fisting herself. Her fist slipped in easily as if it had the girth of a pencil…

Well that’s it then Chloe thought to herself, the whole list fucked up and look at the state of me she looked at herself feeling exhausted from emotion and the orgasm she just experienced. Then it came, the voice again.

Final Step 6, fattening. The voice sounded bright and matter of factish. Before Chloe could even react she felt a rumbling in her stomach, a gurgling, a bubbling. Things were happening inside her. Her entire body started fattening before her eyes. At a rapid pace. She watched closely with disgust, horror and awe as her tight, toned body which had made her a successful model began to turn to soft, doughy fat. The body she had was sought after, looked flawless in photos and made other women jealous. Now it was turning into a fat, slobby mess. How fat will it make me she wondered...