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Captioned Images Series: You Have To Hurry Up
Created: 04/05/2025
Jonathan had always found a thrill in his unique ability as a shapeshifter. It was one thing to change his appearance; it was entirely another to morph into someone so different from his true self. Today, he had chosen to become a strikingly pretty young woman, a decision that had him buzzing with excitement and a hint of nervousness. He had donned a ruby-red leotard that hugged his curves perfectly, paired with tan swing skirt that accentuated his long legs. The outfit was daring, but it gave him a sense of empowerment, a glimmer of freedom from his regular routine.
As he leaned against the polished marble pillar in the lobby of the busy Uptown Theater, he felt the coolness of the stone seep through the fabric of his leotard. The soft chatter of the crowd surrounded him, people bustling about in anticipation of the evening’s performances. Jonathan had imagined this scene in his head, where he would charm everyone with his new look, but instead, his mind continually drifted back to one thing: where was Matthew?
He glanced at his watch again, irritation creeping into his thoughts. They had planned to meet an hour before the show started, but Matthew was nowhere in sight. Outside, the sun dipped lower in the sky, casting a golden hue that contrasted starkly with the deep red of his outfit. Each passing minute made Jonathan feel more and more vulnerable. He felt a familiar fluttering in his stomach, a reminder of the limits of his powers. Maintaining this flowing feminine form was becoming taxing, and as the fatigue settled in, he found himself sliding further down the pillar, trying to stay grounded.
Just as he began to think that he might not be able to hold on much longer, he spotted a familiar face weaving through the crowd. Relief surged through him as Matthew emerged, wearing a sheepish grin. "Sorry, sorry! Traffic was a nightmare!" He reached Jonathan, his eyes widening in surprise at his friend’s striking appearance. "Wow, you look unbelievable!"
“Thanks,” Jonathan replied, forcing a smile even as he felt a tug at the edges of his form, a sign that he was starting to slip. “But we need to get to the car, like, right now.”
Matthew glanced around, his expression shifting to one of urgency. “You’re right. Let’s move.” They began to weave through the throngs of theatergoers, but Jonathan could feel his energy waning. Each step felt heavier than the last, and he focused all his effort on keeping the appearance intact.
Panic surged within him. What if he hunched over too much, or what if someone accidentally bumped into him? Would he suddenly transform back to his original self, leaving them both shocked and exposed? The thought of revealing his true nature in such a public place was daunting.
Finally, they reached the exit. The cool night air hit Jonathan like a refreshing wave. "Almost there," he whispered, but his voice was shaky. Matthew pushed open the door and they rushed outside, almost out of breath.
“Just a little farther to the car,” Matthew encouraged, pointing to the parked vehicle glistening under the streetlights. The two dashed across the parking lot, Jonathan's heart pounding in time with the frantic rhythm of his thoughts.
“We made it!” Matthew exclaimed as they reached the car, quickly unlocking it. Jonathan barely got the door open before he felt the final tremor surge through his body. He quickly dove into the passenger seat, heart racing.
“Drive! Just drive!” he shouted, half-laughing, half-panting. As Matthew slid into the driver’s seat and started the engine, Jonathan took a deep, steadying breath, willing himself to hold onto his form. But he couldn't. He soon, returned to the man he was, dressed in a tight leotard, tan skirt, high-heel black pumps, and a face full of makeup.
"That was close", he thought.
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