Male-Jon sat up and looked around. Where had his new friend gone? He saw the steel door in a crumpled heap on the floor, and a pout formed on his lips. He couldn't remember experiencing anything like that, and now she was gone! She had done everything he'd told her to, and he liked that. Now he felt a strange hardness again, like he'd felt before. But she was gone and he didn't have anything to stick it in!
Then he thought about the other folks in the lab - the two guys who had manhandled him when he first woke up. Maybe those guys could help him with his predicament! Although a part of him wished they'd had boobies like his new friend.
He got up from the daybed and looked down at himself, realizing that his panties and stockings were covered with sticky, slowly drying cum. Did that... did that come from me? he wondered. Then he realized, with a bit of excitement, that he would need a new outfit. He stared at the open closets, trying to decide, not really noticing the alarm bells clanging in the hallway.
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The road was dark, but Jon kept running. The light of the moon was more than enough to guide him, even though he had no idea where he was. Definitely in the middle of nowhere, as he hadn't seen a single sign of other people since he got away from the facility. He wasn't even sure how far he'd gone or how long he'd been running. Thanks to his artificial body, he felt no exhaustion.
And now that he was away from his male body, his mind had cleared. He looked down, watching his huge breasts bounce with every step, though he felt no pain. Even with large strides, the bouncing was minimal - every movement of this body was by design.
Jon knew he should have grabbed some clothing to cover himself before he left, but there was no time. And yet, he felt no embarrassment or shame. Just as his new body kept him from feeling any pain from running barefoot for miles, it blocked those emotions as well. In fact, he felt more pride than anything.
As he rounded another bend in the road, he finally saw lights on the horizon. They looked familiar. It was a town. It was his town! He couldn't believe it - this whole time, he'd been so close to home. But he slowed his gait as he thought a moment. There was no way he could go home - not in the state he was in. There was only one place he could go, one person who would believe the crazy situation he was in.
Jon picked up his pace again, running faster than he ever had. He was getting closer to the town, he'd be there any minute. He felt the excitement, the hope that he might be able to set things right. At that moment, the trees and the road in front of him became illuminated. The light grew, and he heard the sound of an engine behind him. The car passed Jon, and a few seconds later pulled over to the shoulder. Jon knew he'd been seen - there's no way anyone would've missed his body's beautiful, perfect ass running down a dark country road. And then he felt it. Before he saw anybody in the car he knew. It was full of men.
