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Lucas entered the laboratory; they were going to change his life forever. They would make him into a beautiful woman. Lucus a heavy man, considered himself an ugly man. A person who is not capable of love. He wanted an easy life as a beautiful woman.

"Here put this on," a technician told him handing him a leotard and a pair of tights.

"What's this for?"

"It'll resize with you as you go through your transformation."

"I understand."

Lucus removed his clothing: his shirt, his pants, his underwear, shoes, and socks. Lucus noticed for the first time that his outfit didn't include panties. Lucas had never put on tights before. It took quite an effort. He was worried he would tear the tights or create a run. He needn't have worried, these were tights not pantyhose. They wouldn't tear.

Once he pulled the tights to his belly button, he stepped into the nude-colored, cami-style leotard. It stretched to accommodate his large girth.

Dressed, Lucas entered the machine. He saw two robotic arms on either side of him. They were attached to hoses at the ceiling.

"Are you sure you want to do this?"

"Yes, I am."

"OK, because there isn't any going back from here."

"I don't care!"

The machine roared to life. Lucus stood perfectly still in the middle of the room. he could hear a loud suctioning sound. The robot arms descended to his body. His weight was being suctioned away. It started at his stomach and then covered his entire body. One of the arms moved up his body, the other moved down. Lucas felt his man-boobs disappear. Next, the weight on his arms and legs left him as well as his strength in those areas.

Lucus was astounded that he didn't feel any pain during the procedure. What Lucus did experience was an impression of growing weaker. He didn't feel powerful anymore. He also noticed he was getting shorter. At the beginning of the procedure, Lucas's eyes were over the second bar of the window in front of him. Now his eye level was way below that.

Lucus didn't know how long it took until the machine completed its work and returned to the idol position.

Lucus looked down at his body. The leotard had resized itself as he had been told. His chest was completely flat. As was his stomach. His eyes continued to gaze down noticing his crotch was also as flat as a pancake. He usually couldn't see his penis when he stood up because of the roles of fat. But now it seemed to be gone.

Lucus waited a second before speaking. "Is that all there is?" Lucas whispered. He expected to walk out a beautiful woman, not a prepubescent girl.

"What happened?" Lucas asked. Lucas was given a mirror to see himself. He could recognize some of his former features on his new girlish face.

"The procedure is complete."

"This isn't what I wanted. I wanted to be a beautiful woman," Lucas told them in the high-pitched voice of a child.

"You will be. You have all the making of a pretty, young lady. All you have to do is work at it. You have to watch your weight and exercise. Learn how-to put-on makeup and other beauty products. It will take time and effort."

"But I want to be beautiful now!" Lucas demanded with his voice sounding even higher pitched than before.

"It's a process."

"I don't care about the process. I want it now."

"OK, step back inside."

"That is what I'm talking about."

The machine booted up again. Lucas felt even weaker than before. His body also shrunk. When he exited, he could still stand, but he couldn't speak properly except for some babble that only he understood. He wasn't a little girl around eight anymore, he was now a two-year-old in the same flesh-colored leotard and white tights he started out in.

The technician picked the diminutive Lucas up and held him/her in his arms. "Listen to me, you have a lot to learn about being a lady. Calm down or you'll find yourself even younger than you are now."

End.

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