Full Suite of Testing The Remote of Transformation chapter 16 by ThePanswapticon

Marcus’s grin was dangerous now, like he’d just discovered a button on Ethan he could push forever.

“Alright,” Marcus said, circling Ethan like a predator. “We’ve done visuals. We’ve done the squeeze test. But there’s more to being a girl, man. We gotta test all the sensations. Full suite. No shortcuts.”

Ethan backed up until his thighs hit the bed. “Marcus, this is getting—”

“Real? Yeah. That’s the point.” Marcus crouched down to Ethan’s eye level, that mischievous sparkle dancing in his eyes. “You’re telling me you don’t wanna know how this body feels, bro? You’ve been stuck in it all day, but you haven’t… explored. Not really.”

Ethan’s breath caught. “I… I don’t know if that’s—”

Marcus cut him off with a smirk, leaning close enough that their noses almost touched. “What about kissing? Think about it. We can gather data on lip sensitivity, tongue dynamics, all that crap.”

Ethan’s eyes went wide. “You want to kiss me?”

“Not me me. Hot Marcus,” he said, gesturing at his own flawless curves. “It’s not gay if we’re both chicks, right?”

Ethan groaned, running a hand through his hair. “This is insane.”

“Yeah,” Marcus whispered, “but it’ll be fun.”

There was a beat of silence before Marcus tilted his head and went in for a slow, experimental kiss. Ethan froze… then melted into it, his new body sparking like a live wire at the soft press of lips.

“Whoa,” Marcus murmured when they pulled apart. “These bodies are, like, extra sensitive. You feel that too?”

Ethan’s voice was hoarse. “Y-yeah.”

“See? Data!” Marcus laughed, pushing him onto the bed. “Time for phase two. Touch sensitivity.”

“Marcus!”

“What? We’re already in this deep. Might as well go full lab rat.” Marcus climbed onto the bed, straddling Ethan with zero shame, his breasts swaying slightly as he settled. “Bro. This is wild.”

Ethan tried to glare but the heat building in his body betrayed him. Marcus’s hands slid down his sides, lingering in places Ethan hadn’t even dared to explore himself yet.

“You’re… way too into this,” Ethan muttered.

“Yeah, but so are you,” Marcus teased, leaning down until their chests pressed together, soft skin on soft skin. “You feel that? Tell me your invention isn’t the coolest thing ever.”

Ethan couldn’t answer. Every nerve felt alive.

Marcus grinned wider. “We’re just scratching the surface. Think about it—we could test everything. Movement, pressure, even—” He paused, smirking. “Other sensations.”

Ethan’s breath caught. “Other…?”

Marcus leaned in, lips brushing Ethan’s ear. “Bro. You know what I’m talking about. You’ve got a whole new set of parts that you’ve been too chicken to even touch. We could… figure out how it all works. Together.”

Ethan’s heart hammered. He swallowed hard, then gave the tiniest nod. “…For science.”

Marcus’s grin widened like he’d just won the lottery. “Alright, subject Lila,” he said in a mock-serious voice, dragging a finger down Ethan’s bare stomach, “welcome to advanced sensory testing.”

“Stop naming things like they’re science experiments,” Ethan muttered, but his breath hitched when Marcus’s hand brushed over his hip.

“Dude, if we’re doing this, I’m taking notes,” Marcus teased, leaning down so their hair brushed. “Step one: sensitivity mapping.”

Ethan let out a shaky laugh. “This is so stupid.”

“Stupidly hot,” Marcus corrected, his hands sliding slowly over Ethan’s sides. “Man, it’s insane how soft this skin is. Like, yours is… damn.” He pressed lightly, just under Ethan’s ribs, making him squirm.

“Stop—ticklish,” Ethan gasped, grabbing Marcus’s wrist, but Marcus only smirked and trailed lower.

“Noted. Ribs: ticklish. Hips…” He squeezed lightly, making Ethan jerk again. “…super sensitive.”

Ethan squeezed his eyes shut. “Marcus, seriously—”

“Shhh. Data.” Marcus’s voice dropped low as his fingers traced over Ethan’s thighs, pausing to give an experimental pinch. “Holy crap, even the legs feel… I dunno, different. Smooth as hell.”

Ethan felt like his brain was short-circuiting. “We don’t need to test everything.”

“Oh, we do.” Marcus glanced up with a wolfish grin. “Next, chest analysis.”

“Marcus—” Ethan started, but Marcus was already cupping his breasts again, rolling them experimentally in his hands.

“Bro. These are, like… unreal. You’ve gotta feel this yourself.” Marcus took Ethan’s hands and placed them on his own chest. “Come on, touch. See what you’re working with.”

Ethan’s fingers trembled but obeyed, pressing into Marcus’s warm, soft curves. His throat went dry. “Holy crap…”

“Right? It’s like… I dunno. Soft, but heavy?” Marcus squeezed his own again. “Boobs are weird, man. I’m starting to get why girls always adjust their bras.”

Ethan groaned. “This is so wrong.”

Marcus leaned closer, lips brushing Ethan’s ear. “Feels right to me.”

Ethan’s body tensed. He hated how much he was enjoying this—and how good everything felt.

Marcus chuckled low. “Wanna test something wild?”

Ethan swallowed. “…What now?”

Marcus shifted lower, his hands sliding down Ethan’s stomach. “Final frontier, bro. Gotta know what these new parts can do.”

Ethan’s face went scarlet. “You mean—”

“Yeah,” Marcus grinned. “Unless you’re chicken.”

Ethan hesitated, but his pulse was hammering too hard to think straight. “…For science,” he muttered.

Marcus laughed. “For science.”

Ethan sucked in a sharp breath, his body arching slightly despite himself. “This is not the kind of experiment they teach at school.”

Marcus laughed. “Yeah, well, science just got an upgrade.”

He dragged his fingertips up Ethan's thighs, slow and deliberate, until they brushed Ethan’s new center. Ethan’s whole body jolted like someone had flipped a switch.

“Holy… holy crap,” Ethan gasped, eyes wide. “What the hell was that?”

Marcus grinned. “That, my friend, was step one. Sensitivity off the charts. You weren’t kidding when you said this thing’s powerful.”

Ethan tried to form words but could only let out a shaky breath as Marcus’s fingers teased and explored, mapping every reaction with obnoxious fascination.

“Dude, you’re literally soaking,” Marcus said with a laugh. “Your body’s just like, yep, I’m into this.”

“Shut up,” Ethan growled, but his hips betrayed him, bucking up into Marcus’s hand.

Marcus tilted his head. “I wonder how fast we can make you—”

Ethan didn’t even have time to respond before Marcus adjusted his rhythm, pushing harder, faster, until Ethan’s voice broke with a desperate moan he couldn’t swallow.

“Bro, you’re loud!” Marcus teased, grinning wide. “I think I found the magic spot.”

“Marcus—oh god—don’t stop—” Ethan’s breath came in ragged gasps, his whole body trembling. Then it hit—a tidal wave of heat, tension snapping as he cried out, muscles clenching around the overwhelming rush of pleasure.

Ethan collapsed back against the bed, chest heaving, hair sticking to his forehead. “What the… holy hell.”

Marcus was laughing, but it was breathless now. “Your face, dude. Priceless.”

Ethan could barely form words. “That was… that was…”

“Yeah, yeah, I know,” Marcus grinned. “I’m a freaking hero. But now it’s my turn.”

Before Ethan could even process, Marcus flopped back on the bed beside him, legs spread shamelessly. “Alright, inventor boy. Let’s see what this body can do.”

Ethan blinked. “…Wait, you want me to—?”

“Hell yeah,” Marcus smirked. “Don’t tell me you’re not curious. C’mon. It’s for science.”

Ethan hesitated for a heartbeat—then curiosity (and something deeper) won. He shifted between Marcus’s legs, feeling awkward for half a second… until Marcus gasped.

“Holy—oh damn—yeah, right there!” Marcus’s voice cracked into laughter and moans all at once. “Bro, this is insane. Keep going!”

Ethan found a rhythm, his own arousal spiking again just from the sight and sound of Marcus squirming under his touch. Marcus’s body reacted instantly, like every nerve was raw and on fire.

“Dude—I’m—oh shit—” Marcus bucked up, grabbing the sheets, his voice breaking as he came hard, a loud and unrestrained moan tearing out of his throat. He collapsed back, eyes wide, chest heaving. “Oh my god. I—holy crap.”

Ethan fell back beside him, both of them sweating and panting.

“Data,” Marcus croaked after a long pause. “Lots and lots of data.”

Ethan buried his face in his hands, half-laughing, half-mortified. “We’re never talking about this again.”

Marcus turned his head, grinning wickedly. “Oh, we’re definitely talking about this. Dude, your invention just gave us the best science experiment ever.”