Busted In The Closet (Patreon)

He was a tall, muscular jock that was popular with everyone, but now lived a double life. One where he would use special pills to become a modest looking woman, one that no one had any idea was really him... at least, it seems, until someone had figured it out and with a simple switch, left him 'busted'.

It had been a while now since he had been doing this. Carefully sneaking into the room, he took off his clothes and swapped them out for new ones, ones that didn't quite fit his tall and muscular frame, too 'cute' for his manly looks. But would in just a few moments.

At first, he tried it out for fun, a simple pill that could transform him into a woman. As a modest looking woman, he went out for a walk, even still wearing clothes that he hadn't even considered switching out, to hide who he was. During this short escapade, he encountered some of his friends, who called out to him to join them in some fun. While they didn't realise who he really was, they were friendly all the same. After such a chance meeting, he decided he enjoyed himself enough to keep coming back as that modest woman.

He quickly grabbed the closest pink pill bottle from the dark top shelf in the room, opened it took out a pill and closed it back up on one quick motion, popping the pill into his mouth. He had done it so many times now that the motions were second nature. He steadied himself, straightened out his body...

...and then swallowed. The pill dropped straight through him, ignoring everything physical in his body, going directly to his core, where it settled in and started to pulse. His eyes closed as the feeling set in. First came a pull, pulling his body inward, decreasing his size while increasing his density. The biggest pull came from further 'below', a sensation that, when he had first felt it, was immensely blissful. First completely flattened and then, pulled very gently upward... and inward.

But he had felt it so many times now that it barely registered anymore, either he was too used to it to get the same rush, or just that his body was less resistant to it. Next would come the push, as all the density would be channelled around, reshaping his form as it did, into that modest looking woman he was so used to being.

At least thats what he thought.

When the time for that push had come, he only felt another pull. And then another. And another. He felt his body get pressed tighter and tighter, all the while new sensations started up that while enjoyable, was not what he should have been feeling. His eyes snapped open and he looked down to see that instead of just a slight loss in height, he had lost a lot more!

Panic'd he quickly looked to the bottle still in his hand and noticed something was off about it. The color of the label was slightly different from the usual, except for the part labelled 'modest busted', the type of TG pill he had taken. Or thought he had. Another pull shrank him down again, his core now feeling much more dense then it ever had before, something that worried him greatly, but also a strange feeling of pleasant fullness.

He examined the bottle further, noticing the label had been taped on and peeling it back revealed the actual type of TG pill he had just taken instead... 'ITTY BITTY + BIG TITTY'.

This was not one of his! He realised that someone must have figured out his secret and snuck this into here when he wasn't around! He only had a moment to realise this before a final pull took place before a very sudden build up started to take place. Looking at his body, he was now a very tiny looking girl, still mostly matching the look he had as the modest woman, now much more cute and petite... but that wouldn't last.

The build up started to shift, slowly redirecting all that extra mass he had compressed from his core else where, directly toward his chest. The feeling built up and up and up until all at once, the dam had broke and all the mass had been released. His breasts had a massive surge in size and in rapid pulses, grew more and more, a wave of euphoria rushing through him as his tiny form grew immensely in one very specific way.

As it started to stabilise and he could finally think to himself again, he looked down only to see nothing but the gigantic bust below him, impossibly sized for even the tallest of women on now such a small form. He had been found out! He wasn't sure if it was just one of his friends, or someone else, but now it was too late, when he left here today, whoever it was would know for sure who he was. He was busted.

A wave of emotions went through him before finally, he sighed. Even if he could somehow explain the new look of his 'modest' woman's form, the one that knew for sure could just as easily reveal the truth. Maybe it was finally time he just told them the truth. A second life was fun, but really, they deserve to know who he was. Who she was.

The changes had finished and it was finally time for her to come out of the closet. Assuming she could fit through the door. While it was underhanded of whoever it was to do this to her, it did make her realise something she never would have if she had just kept living that secret double life as a muscular manly man and that modest looking woman...

...she actually, really liked this form. A lot more then her other two.She might just... keep this one?

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...SO. UH. :)

This weekends theme seems to be experimental stuff, from the crayon to the paint and now, text. A lot of text. :)

Also before I get explaining, since tomorrow was going to be a pub post for Pick Up Order, a drawing that was just lineart, I went and gave it a quick color mask and a small bit of shading to spruce it up. This colored version will be public tomorrow, but as a small extra to this post, in case the story part doesn't work out, it'll be here a day early as well. :)

This was stretched out over a few days since work would have taken too much time between. Lineart on one day, colored the next and finally tonight, where I finalised the drawing and did up the story. Which took like two to three hours both to write and then to edit for posting. So, uh, yeah. Hope this works out?

I've done my fair share of writing for these but this is very likely the longest I've done for a single image. When I write these, understand that for the most part, it's on the fly, when it's time to post. Since I usually do shorter storys, I'm not sure how cohesive this one will end up being? A reread let me fix most of the writing to be smoother, but I don't really have a grasp on writing longer form as a whole, so I have no idea if it sticks together by the end of it. :)

Drawing is also slightly different in a few ways, but thats just the back end stuff that I wanted to try and for the most part, doesn't change the final image all that much. :)

And that's it really. Story speaks for itself, image speaks nothing, and I have run out of words because I used them all up making the story. Gonna go eat soup, pass out and wake up for work. :)

Anywho, enjoy! :)