Chroniton Changes
mc; mf; mdom; mast; preg; nosex
@BethNorth607 I think I'm going to cut my hair, dye it blue, maybe. And get a nose ring
Beth North's mother read that when she checked her daughter's twitter feed, and knew she had to do something. The thirteen-year-old singer was getting a bit too big for her britches, in Liz North's opinion. Fortunately, she had a solution, one that she'd been preparing for quite a while. This tweet, and the knowledge that her daughter had the opportunity to do it before she could stop her, was the last straw.
The solution involved a special chroniton particle injection. It would change her Beth not currently, but in the past. It would not change what Beth remembered, she would just remember more. Only small events and her daughter's control would really change. Liz injected it into the base of Beth's brain as her daughter slept. Then she put in a call to the older boy singer, Jason Saud, who Beth hat been singing duets with for years, to inform him that the plan was a go again.
The next morning was a school day, which meant that most of the transformations would occur during school, away from home. Liz didn't want her daughter to panic as the changes occurred, so once her daughter was up and eating breakfast, Liz informed her.
Beth was dressed in her school uniform, a black skirt, white shirt, black jacket, and school tie. She'd put on her socks, but wouldn't put on her shoes until she reached the door. She hadn't put on any make-up this morning, for the first time in weeks, or had she ever put on make-up for school? Maybe that was something that she just did when she sung.
"Beth, I saw your tweet last night, and I'm afraid I've taken measures to stop that from happening," her mother said as she consumed her corn pops. "I've injected you, and today your life is going to change. As it does, you're going to have some double memories. In particular, that scheme you accused me of having with Jason six months ago? The one I denied? Well actually, I lied. I gave him permission. By tonight your changes will be done. You won't have stopped him, and he'll be here for dinner."
"Mum! He tried to take off my clothes!" Beth replied. She'd been so scared when his hand had touched her pussy, and couldn't move until after her clothes had all been unfastened. Her skirt had actually been left behind when she ran out of the dressing room that they had shared on the tour.
"And you've had a crush on him for years," her mother replied. "He won't have had to do that."
Beth was shocked, and couldn't say anything in reply as she finished her breakfast and headed to school. When her feet hit the cool floor of her school, she realized that her feet were bare. She knew she'd put her shoes on that morning, but she also knew she hadn't. In fact, she knew she didn't wear shoes at all, and hadn't for quite some time. She'd been barefoot since she was a baby. She put her jacket and umbrella in her locker, along with her lunch.
Then during her Math class, she shifted, and realized that she didn't have a bra on. She was sure she had once gone shopping with her mother for her first bra, but Beth knew she didn't own one, and never had. She didn't like what was happening to her.
Between classes, she had to go to the bathroom. When Beth lifted up her skirt to pee, she didn't need to pull down her panties. She wasn't wearing them. She was sure she had been, just like she was sure that she had never worn them. Without her panties, Jason had been able to put his finger into her pussy, and take her virginity with it, before she had escaped.
Lunch time rolled around, and as Beth sat down on the cold metal bench to eat the lunch her mother had packed for her, she realized that her skirt was gone. But she didn't wear skirts, did she? She was always naked from the waist down. That's why it had been so easy for Jason to slide his cock inside her, though she knew she'd stopped him.
Once she returned to class, Beth couldn't stop herself from feeling her naked pussy. Before it would have been something she did under the covers, but now she was doing it in front of the whole class, as she did her oral report in Social Studies. Her other hand went up to pinch her nipples, letting her know that she only had her school tie on now. That was the way it had always been, yet she remembered that it had not been. She remembered Jason's seed leaking from her naked body and came, hard.
When school ended, Beth went to her locker, and put on the long school jacket. It was a bit too cold outside to walk home naked, like she often did. She stuffed her books and empty lunch bag in her book bag, before heading outside. As she walked home under her umbrella, only clothed by the long overcoat and her school tie, her gait changed. She was waddling by the time she reached her house.
Jason met her at the door, taking the umbrella from her, and sliding the jacket off her body. He used her school tie to pull her back to his side after she put down her book bag. His hand slid down to rest on her swollen womb. The baby kicked. "She's active today, isn't she?" he asked.
Beth could remember the baby kicking during class all day, even though she remembered not being pregnant that morning, too. She nodded, and then felt compelled to kiss Jason. She kissed him on the lips, and the kiss didn't stop for some minutes as he felt her naked body and ran his hands through her long blond hair that she would never cut or change. Only a need to breathe ended the kiss.
"Now, let's take the daily naked," Jason said, moving her to stand in front of the now closed door. She stood, body facing the closet, but looking right at Jason. Her hands held her belly and she smiled as he snapped the picture. "Now, upload that to your twitter feed," he ordered, handing her the digital camera.
Beth automatically worked through the task, uploading the picture first to the daily picture directory on her computer. The pictures went back to when she was four, and at most Beth wore a tie or collar in them. Then she opened her twitter account, attached the picture, and wrote "Just passed six months pregnant today!" She knew she hadn't posted a naked picture of herself before, but her twitter feed said otherwise. In fact, it looked like she'd done it daily since the day Jason had taken her virginity.
She went to her bookmarks, going to what had been the status where Jason had apologized for going too far, six months ago. It didn't say that anymore. It said "Thank you for becoming my breeding slave," and included a close up of his seed and her virgin blood leaking out of her naked pussy. Beth began to cry as she reconciled her old life with her new controlled life. She knew she couldn't disobey now. If Jason or her mother told her to do something, she would. She couldn't wear clothes. Jason had knocked her up, and would do so again.
"Come on, Beth, we've got just enough time to record another song before dinner," Jason said.
At least she could still sing. They hadn't stopped her from sharing that career with Jason. Before she went down to sing, she tweeted:
@BethNorth607 Plan on uploading new song video tonight, Jason permitting.
