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Unread 03-29-2015   #1
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New Car Smell (Car TF Story)

Just a fun idea I had on a topic that's not typically explored. Hope you all enjoy it.
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“So what do you think, honey?” Jenn remarked as her husband Brad walked up from behind. He put his arm around the small of her back, drawing her close as they both stared at the options on the screen.

He glanced at the options they had it narrowed down to. First up was an all-American muscle car. He swept it aside on the touchscreen.

“Fast, powerful…but a bit unrefined for you,” he remarked. Jenn nodded in agreement.

Next was one of the new electric sports cars that were starting to pop up everywhere. The couple studied it for a few seconds before swiping it aside as well.

“It looks nice,” Jenn whispered, “but I really want to hear the roar under my hood.” She smiled, giving Brad a suggestive glance as she swept her dirty blond hair behind her ear. “I want to feel when you slam that pedal down.”

Brad smiled back, kissing her on soft, rosy lips. It was moments like these when he knew, without a doubt, that he loved this woman more than anything else in the world.

To any passerby, it might seem like the couple was just car shopping. In fact, this was something far more intimate for the young lovers. While both were fond of high-performing cars, they had found a different way of enjoying their passion together.

They were in the desert, on the outskirts of Vegas. Brad had discovered the place in an ad a while back, but had thought it too unusual to be true. It wasn’t until they decided to look into it that they discovered it was the real deal.

The building they stood in belonged to a new company called Clayton’s Convertibles, and like other places, they let customers drive a hot ride of their choice for a fraction of the cost of the real thing. While their selection wasn’t quite as exotic as some of the other establishments, their method of providing each ride was far more unique, to say the least. The fact that the place lacked even a basic car lot hinted at that fact.

A customer would choose the model of their liking, and using a specially formulated nano-infused mixture, the company would physically transform him or her temporarily into what was essentially a fully sentient automobile. Jenn had agreed right away when they found that the place was legitimate – she couldn’t pass up such a novel opportunity to be one with the very thing she loved. Not to mention, she’d joked, getting to try a whole new way of feeling Brad inside of her.

At the console, the couple had gone through nearly all their choices.

“I guess that just leaves one, babe.”

Their eyes fell upon the last car remaining. The sporty coupe was sleek, sophisticated, sexy – and with its elegant European styling and over 450 hp under the hood, it was a perfect match for Jenn.

Jenn gave a small squeal of delight, trying to contain her excitement. “Do you think I’ll look good in red?”

***

About an hour later, the two were in the garage. It was largely empty, aside from the corrugated metal maintenance platform and a lone gas pump on the side. The walls had a few posters advertising various packages and other deals, with the only other feature worth mentioning being a large mirror, behind which a few employees watched for safety purposes.

Jenn prepared herself, stripping off her shoes and clothes and folding them neatly into a locker next to the entrance. Brad walked up to her, his hands caressing her bare back as he kissed her. She could feel his bulge growing in his pants, while she felt herself getting wet as well. Her heart felt like it was beating a mile a minute.

“You ready?” Brad asked, looking into her dark blue eyes. It was hard to believe that the beautiful, graceful woman before him would soon become over 4000 lbs of metal, carbon fiber and pure horsepower.

“I can’t wait,” she replied, biting her lower lip suggestively and looking up at him. She pressed her naked body against him, standing on her tip toes and reaching up for a final kiss.

The PA system crackled. “When you’re ready, go ahead and get into the marked position and initiate the procedure.”

The two laughed, knowing the procedure was nowhere as proper as the employees made it sound. The gas dispenser nozzle had to be inserted somewhere, after all – it was pretty obvious from its appearance.

“I guess that’s my cue,” Jenn said, as she turned and walked to the platform. The pristine floor was cold beneath her bare soles, each step making a soft slap that echoed throughout the spartan room. She stepped up onto the slightly raised platform and placed each foot on its assigned square, each of which was connected to a series of hydraulic jacks to support her as she changed from woman to machine. As soon as her hands were secure in their respective spots as well, the mechanism activated, spreading her arms and legs to her sides and presenting her womanhood to Brad – giving him easy access for what came next.

“It’s a great view from back here,” Brad joked, as he watched his wife’s athletic body become suspended in the embrace of the machine.

“Oh, just get on with it, you perv,” she laughed in response.

With one hand, Brad gripped the gas dispenser, undocking it from its port. With the other, he gripped Jenn’s left butt cheek, holding it up as he plunged the dispenser deep into her folds.

Jenn gasped as she felt the cold nozzle enter her already lubed shaft, followed shortly by the warm sensation of the nano-infused mixture entering her body. She could hear the whirring of the pump as more and more liquid entered her, the warm and tingling sensation spreading from her core to the tips of her fingers and toes.

Brad watched in amazement as the nanotech substance immediately began working its magic, starting with Jenn’s hands and feet. Her palms and soles expanded as their soft skin darkened and was supplanted by the matte, ridged finish of rubber tires, her fingers and toes curling around and fusing together while her wrists and ankles pushed outward into metal spokes and circular rims. The changes spread up her toned limbs, as taut muscle and bone hardened into metal and chrome, beginning to form into her new axles.

Jenn, momentarily ignoring the delightfully novel sensations entering her body, managed to glance aside just in time to witness her fingers merging and wrapping around the pristine rims that, just seconds earlier, were the bones and tendons of her wrists. She marveled at the indescribable feeling of her flesh being converted into high-performance materials, while still miraculously preserving – even enhancing – her feeling throughout. Though she couldn’t look behind her, she could feel her former feet rolling back and forth on the platform, sensing its textured finish beneath her fresh treads.

As her arms and legs straightened out, the platform gradually spread apart, accommodating her enlarging frame as her body rapidly expanded and gained mass from the substance being pumped into her. While this happened, her hips and shoulder blades grew outward, pushing up until they began twisting into a set of shock springs, accompanied by a series of wires, tubes and other components. As the basic elements of Jenn’s suspension system formed, the pump disengaged, signifying that it had emptied its dosage and provided the necessary matter for her full conversion. Brad slowly pulled it out of Jenn, who moaned in bliss as it slid out. Even as Brad hooked the dispenser back into its dock, excess fluid dribbled from Jenn’s lips.

“How you holding up, babe?” Brad slid his hand slowly from her butt cheeks up her spine, feeling as her muscles contracted, her bones and organs shifting around. He could feel her skeleton growing, widening to fit her chassis, the organic flesh within being reassembled into steel, aluminum, and other inanimate materials. The sweat on her stretching skin was cold to his touch.

Jenn, her hair damp against her widening face, managed to pant a response, even as her jaw became increasingly tight and rigid.

“This…hnng…is…ama..zin…ughhh!...” she trailed off as she came, hearing the splash of fluid against the floor. Brad noted that it was dark in color, almost like engine oil. Despite the bizarre process his lover was going through, he couldn’t hide the fact that witnessing it in action – not to mention seeing how much his wife was enjoying it – was making him incredibly aroused.

The conversion continued, as Jenn’s butt cheeks expanded and widened, forming into her rear bumper. The skin across her body began taking on a metallic sheen as it transitioned into the bright red hue they had chosen. She felt as her chest flattened out beneath her, reaching under her now-finished suspension and becoming her splash guard. Her lips, still dribbling fluid in spurts, took on a chrome finish as they rounded out and began forming into her large tail pipe.

Brad kneeled down, licking his fingers and caressing the inner lining of the pipe. Though it was now metal, he could still feel Jenn shudder as he did so. “You like that?” he teased, as he rubbed his fingers in and out, dancing around the smooth, circular edge.

“Ughh, fuck! Yes!” she screamed, her back arcing up and pushing out as it expanded into the driver’s compartment, her metallic skin clanging as it pressed itself into the sleek lines, ridges and curves of her exterior. The bulk of her body was now very distinctly car-shaped, the skin red in hue and glossy in texture. Forward of that, her face was now nearly stretched completely to the sides to form the grill, her large but otherwise unchanged eyes settling where the headlights would soon be.

Within her body, Jenn felt as her stomach shifted aft, solidifying into what was now her fuel tank, while her chest cavity pushed out and forward. Various organs rearranged, modifying, transforming themselves into components of her drive train. She gasped for air as her heart chambers strained and expanded, multiplying as her rapid heartbeats rapidly gave way to the whir of cycling cylinders. Her thoughts turned to glee, as she was able to sense the raw power of over 400 horses riding in her new artificial heart.

Jenn now resembled a clay car made of red liquid metal, its glossy and still-solidifying finish covering her entire silhouette. The sheen covered her eyes, making her momentarily blind as the final changes came into play. She gritted her teeth as they blackened into the air intake mesh, her nose receding as her nostrils did the same. All around her automotive exterior, new lines formed and raced around her sleek contours, outlining her new paneling in detail. As the lines defining her doors completed their dance, the red metallic substance withdrew in various places in her upper half, materializing into tail lights, mirrors, and crystal-clear windows that revealed her black-and-red interior.

At last, her eyes, now a set of angular headlights, were uncovered, signaling the end of her transformation. The shiny, gleaming red coupe was gradually lowered by the platform, and Brad took a moment to admire it.

In her final form, Jenn was identical to any other examples of her make, with every detail, polish and finish in place, with a few exceptions. Most notably, every part, regardless of material, seemed to merge into the next without any indication of adhesives, welding, or other indications of actually being assembled – a reminder that this was not a fresh car off the line, but instead was organic in origin.

Brad was awestruck, but also anxious to hear from Jenn. He stroked her metallic skin with his palm, feeling the vibrations of the running engine.

“Jenn? Babe? Can you hear me?”

His only response was the continued whirring of her engine. He looked back at the mirror, but the PA system was silent.

“Jenn!?”

He hurriedly opened the driver side door. The interior, like the outside, was spotless and pristine, the sporty styling inviting him in.

With his right foot, he stepped in, followed by the rest of his body. As his settled into the sculpted seat, he noticed that it was exceedingly comfortable and…warm. He could swear that it was almost curling up into an embrace.

Brad rested his foot against the gas, his heart beating loudly in his chest. He was beginning to worry, as his hand grazed the tip of the stick shift.

“Oh! That’s sensitive!,” a feminine voice suddenly blared from the speaker system. Brad jumped in shock in his seat.

“Oops, sorry…let me adjust the volume,” it continued at a more comfortable level. Despite having a mechanical quality to it, the voice was unmistakably Jenn’s. Brad took a couple moments to catch his breath.

“Babe?”

“The one and only,” she replied. “Soooo…how’s the new me?”

“I- you- you’re gorgeous! N-new haircut?” he joked. Jenn’s mechanical heart just about melted. His stammering reminded her of their first date. “How is it? How do you feel?”

“Brad…this is…words can’t describe how this feels. I can feel my power, I can feel the need for speed! Oh, you have got to try this next time.”

Brad laughed. Part of him was just relieved that Jenn was still her. The other part couldn’t wait to go on their first test drive.

“I hear you, babe.” His caressed the tip of the stick shift again, this time gripping it firmly. He felt the whole car shudder as Jenn gasped. He imagined that seductive smile of hers in his head.

From the corner of his eye, he saw as the seat belt – hovering like a hypnotized snake – wrapped in front of him and clicked into place, securing him into the seat. As it did so, the garage door opened, revealing the flat desert landscape outside.

“Safety first,” Jenn chuckled. She revved her cylinders in anticipation. “Alright bad boy. Let’s get this show on the road.”

Brad did as his lady commanded. Bringing the gear into first, he floored it, the g forces slamming him into the embrace of the seat as they shot out of the garage and into the flat landscape. The soothing purr of the engine erupted as all 8 of Jenn’s cylinders roared, sending the couple flying through the desert.

As the scenery flew by and the speedometer continued ticking up, Jenn felt an exhilaration she never felt possible. Her headlights functioned as her eyes, giving her an unparalleled view of the road. Complementing that was the exhilarating feeling of the air rushing past her smooth, metallic red skin, the asphalt and gravel beneath her wheels as she kicked up a cloud of dust behind her.

“Faster! Push me babe! I want to soar!” she blared above the sound of her own engine roaring. Brad caressed the stick, smiling as the pair broke the 3-digit barrier. His own yells of excitement were largely lost in amidst the rushing wind and Jenn’s sheer volume.

Finally, Brad brought them to a stop as they reached the limits of the squared off land. He took a moment to catch his breath, his heart still thudding in his chest.

“My God, that was amazing.” He kissed the steering wheel. “You’re amazing.”

Jenn revved excitedly in response. “Thanks hun. I know you can’t tell, but I’m blushing right now.”

Brad patted the dashboard, chuckling at the terrible attempt at humor. “You want to give it a go, babe?”

“Way ahead of you,” she replied, instantly shifting the gear and blasting off. Brad, unprepared, found himself slammed against the seat, the inertial forces keeping him from reaching the wheel even if he could.

“Wooohooo! Leave it to a woman to show you how to drive!” she taunted, engaging the hand brake and drifting across the desert floor. Her frame shuddered as her tires slid, leaving curved paths in her wake while a cloud of dust and sand trailed behind.

She continued her stunts, causing Brad to yell in a combination of delight and sheer terror as Jenn put them through maneuvers only possible due to her being directly connected with the ground. She had always loved driving, but nothing came close to how she felt right now as she unleashed her power against the road.

***

For the duration of their session, the two danced throughout the test drive zone, carving sandy wakes and kicking up a storm. Alas, the session was timed, and their slot was soon coming to an end. As her built-in timer went off, Jenn reluctantly drove them back to the garage that had given her this amazing, albeit temporary gift just a couple hours before. As she drove in, she lined up with the platform, bringing her sleek red self to a halt as each of her wheels locked into place.

“That was a hell of a ride, babe,” whispered Brad.

“Yeah,” Jenn responded. “Time really flew by, huh?”

Brad patted the wheel in sympathy. “Yeah, it really did.”

“Drat…,” she sighed.

Brad crawled out and closed the door, looking back one more time at the red super car before he unhinged the gas dispenser once again. After picking the option to catalyze the reversion process, he opened Jenn’s gas cap and pumped in a gallon of the stuff.

As soon as the liquid was delivered, the streaks of light reflecting off of Jenn’s bold red body began to shimmer. Panel lines, lights and other features melted into the sea of red, until she again resembled the featureless red clay car during her initial transformation.

Jenn was momentarily blinded as her headlights disappeared to begin reforming into human eyes, but she could feel as the nanomachines reassembled her body down to every last detail within the red, gelatinous mass that had made up her automobile form. As excess material began to drip onto the floor, the red car-shaped blob started to shrink, gradually forming an hourglass shape. The black rubber and chrome of the tires merged into amorphous globs before flattening and forming into slender hands and feet, the outlines of Jenn’s fingers and toes appearing like a statue being lifted out of a pool of tar. She wiggled them as they solidified, enjoying the sensation of having digits once again.

Her body rapidly decreased in weight as more and more features became apparent in the dripping red mass. Her tailpipe drew in as the conversion spread up from her legs, forming into the outline of her ass and beginning to follow the curvature of her spine. Her limbs drew in as her overall frame shrank, the silhouette of her head emerging as she lifted it up and gasped for air. As the red substances withdrew, it left streaks from her scalp down her shoulders, which soon formed into the long strands of her hair.

As the reversion neared completion, the platform disengaged and lowered to the ground, allowing Jenn to support her still glossy red-and-metallic body with her reformed hands and feet. She turned over, sitting on the ground as the viscous red excess continued draining away.

Finally, starting from her golden locks, the red gave way to her human hues and textures. The gradient made its way down, revealing her face and allowing her to see once again through her brilliant blue eyes. She looked at Brad and smiled, biting her lip as he stood, speechless.

She stood up, her limbs and lower body still gleaming red in the garage lights, and walked through the puddle towards her husband, leaving a trail of footprints behind her. She reached up and caressed his face with her hand, the surface of which was still cold and hard as metal, even as the outlines of her finger nails began to reappear.

“How was the ride, stud?”

Brad brought her in close, sliding his hands down the smooth red metal of her back as it gradually softened. He cupped her ass in his hands and gave a playful squeeze.

“Well, you were no lemon, that’s for sure.”

“Oh, you silly thing,” she laughed as they embraced for a passionate kiss, tiptoeing on her feet as the last of the red matter trailed off.
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Re: New Car Smell (Car TF Story)

Awesome. Loved it. There are not enough car TFs in the world, thanks for adding to this rare breed of story.
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Not a fan of the framing device, but I do like this story's style.
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I just wish they did a transformation sequence of that as the details were superb. Or better yet they have more women to car TFs as they were extremely rare.
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