The machine began making loud noises. Unusually loud noises. It wasn't very quite to begin with, and it wasn't smoking or anything, but it felt like the machine was overclocked or something, and right now this seemed like a really bad thing. Taking a glance at Julie, she instinctively grabbed Jon's girly arm and held it tight. He blushed (more than before), but quickly shifted his focus back to the problem at hand.
"Julie, I don't think this is a good idea anymore...", he said, with a bit of fear in his voice. Franctically trying to push all types of buttons inside of the machine in a loose attempt to stop the process, he seemed to have made things worse, as the noise got louder!
"Uh oh..."
"JON! What's happening?!" Julie screamed in mild terror.
There was a blinding flash, and then darkness. They lost their consciousness for a minute and awoke in Jon's place, in their local transporter...
"Ugh... what... did... did it work?", he muttered to himself. He still had his own voice, so they definitely didn't swap completely. A relief, maybe.
He was lying on the ground. The transporter's door opened before he regained consciousness and he happened to fall out on the floor infront of it, in the hall of Jon's house. Trying to lift himself up with the help of his hands, he suddenly felt something very off.
Looking down at his hand, he saw a petite, cute little foot. A female foot with sort of light violet, blue-ish painted toes. Truth be told, having a bit of a foot fetish, he was turned on by it. It obviously belonged to Julie, but... it wasn't attached to her. Something went very wrong.
"Ooooh, nononononono..." Jon muttered to himself as he quickly got up, a chill running down his spine, feeling weird in a couple different places on his body, and fearing the worst he stepped infront of the mirror in the bathroom.
He just stood there for a straight minute soaking in the reality. He didn't freak out, he just stood there, trying his best to digest what's going on. It was his normal body at it's core, but...
His hand, right hand to be precise, was no longer a hand, but the foot of Julie he saw moments earlier. His right hand was replaced by her right foot. It was only now that he realized that. It wasn't detached from Julie, it replaced his hand.
His torso turned into Julie's torso. Albeit without the breasts, and he still had his mildly muscular arms.
Looking further down, his right leg was now replaced with Julie's left leg, and foot accordingly. His actual left leg and foot remained normal.
Thinking that was it, one of the biggest changes to his system made itself apparent. Using his left hand, he patted over his female tummy, down into his nether region, over his crotch, to find out that he still had her genitals where his penis and balls should be.
To sum everything up: Jon had Julies right foot instead of his right hand, her left leg and foot now replaced his right leg and foot, he had her torso except for arms and breasts, and lastly he had her vagina in place of his penis.
Keeping looking at himself in the mirror, Jon felt a primal urge inside of him... he probably didn't realize before, but swapping body parts seemed to turn him on immensly, and swapping uneven body parts like his new foot-hand topped even that...
The partly female torso was arousing. The female genitals he now has are delightful, even if he didn't give them a shot yet, he just felt it. But his new, added left leg and foot-hand really sent him off the edge.
Careful not to attract attention, and also to savour the moment some more, he carefully used his left hand to feel up the foreign foot that now rested on his right hand-stump and replaced his hand. He was right handed, and worried about the limitations he now had... but that worry was quickly shoved aside by the arousal Jon felt through & with his new form. The skin on the foot felt unnaturally soft, probably normal for a girl, but stunning for someone like him. Feeling his left hand touch the skin of his foot felt so alien and wrong, his body knew there shouldn't be a foot, and yet there was. His brain was having a hard time keeping up, but Jon had more than a good time exploring this new kink he found in himself. The painted toenails looked extremely cute and the shape of the foot was normal, healthy, small, and delicate. Trying to spread his new toes and arch his foot back and forth, he was shocked at the high amount of control he had over this girly new foot-hand. It probably had to do with the fact that it now had to replace an actual hand, his right one at that. It definitely won't beat hands in terms of motor functions and precision, but this is a lot better than how his normal feet work. He felt a faint moisture spread inside of his boxers, sending another chill down his spine. If there's any normal body part swap Jon would have wanted to make, it would have been a genital swap with a girl. He couldn't believe it, it felt like he won the lottery. In a very, very weird way. But just as he really got into it, his mom barged into the bathroom...!
