Pillow 4 - What about the babysitter X

(Woman into man)*

The fingers carefully pulled the tape off the roll and wrapped it around the manly, muscular, plastic torso.

Kara held her breath, sticking her tongue out and putting all her concentration into repairing John Cena’s chest.

Toy John Cena’s chest.

Meanwhile Lily put all of her attention into the clinical repairs of her favorite toy, firmly hugging a pillow and with the moisture of tears still visible around her eyes.

“Kara, be careful...!” mumbled the little girl.

“Don’t worry, it’s almost done...” the nerdy babysitter with glasses reassured her. “It’s going to be as good as new!”

The surgical procedure reached it’s conclusion, Kara inspected her tape work and was more or less satisfied when she showed it to Lily.

“See?” she said, feeling almost proud. “Good as new!”

Lily reached for her toy and grabbed it, she also inspected the repair area, shook it a bit... and then John Cena’s smiling head fell off and rolled onto the floor.

“Oh, oh...” mumbled Kara. “Uh, don’t worry Lily I can still fix it!”

One of the legs also fell off.

Lily looked at her babysitter, she felt hurt, betrayed and her eyes were starting to fill up once again with tears.

Kara pleaded putting her hands together.

“Please, please, don’t cry anymore...!”

“But... B-but...!” the little girl began to babble. “But you said you would fix Mister Cena!” her voice stretched into a high pitched cry that made Kara grit her teeth. “I WANT MISTER CENA BAAAAAAAAAAAAAACK!”

Tears and snot as the girl cried in desperation for the broken toy.

Kara clenched her teeth.

“Calm down please! I can still fix it!”

Lily moved away from her babysitter, protecting the broken toy with her body.

”NO! You will break him even more! I want him back now! NOW!”

“I won’t, I promise! Please, just be reasonable for a moment...!”

Asking a child to be reasonable in the middle of a tantrum - Kara deeply regretted that rookie mistake as soon as it left her lips.

“I want Mister Cena! I WANT IT! I WANNA! I WANNA!”

The drilling sound of her voice brought Kara to the edge.

“Shut up! Wrestling isn’t even real!”

Lily’s yelling stopped mid way, her eyes wide open as if her heart had been pierced by a poisoned dagger, Kara realized what she had done.

“No... I didn’t mean...”

“LIAR! YOU ARE A LIAR! I HATE YOU!”

“Lily! Please, I was just...!”

“I HATE YOU! I HATE YOU! I WISH MISTER CENA WAS HERE!”

The girl threw the broken toy at the babysitter’s face, hitting her right on the nose.

A tense moment of silence as Lily covered her mouth with both hands and Kara rubbed her reddish nose, tears in the corners of the babysitter’s eyes, rage in her surprised heart.

“Oh, yes?” she shouted. “If you like him so much more than me... I WISH YOU HAD YOUR STUPID JOHN CENA AS WELL!”

Words resounded like thunder.

Lily tried to approach her babysitter, clearly remorseful.

“I a-am sorry... Kara...”

Kara’s noise was throbbing, she didn’t feel good in more than just one way.

“It doesn’t matter...” but it obviously did, she was getting hot, feeling sick.

Not knowing what to say she gave the sad girl a glance, her responsibility... she got up and quickly ran towards the bathroom.

Her muscles aching with each step, weird things flashing through her head.

Bright light, roaring voices, glamour... sweat... she was sweating, her armpits soaked, her vision blurry...

“What’s going on...!” she whimpered, closing the bathroom’s door as she slid inside.

She had to take off her fogged glasses to see herself in the mirror, it wasn’t just her nose that was red, but her whole face, her belly growled.

“I’m... Not good...”

Kara lifted her shirt and looked down at her tummy, covered in sweat the same as everything else, going up and down faster, growing tense.

The young woman’s eyes blinked as muscles swelled into firm abs around her navel.

“What the actual heck!”

She touched the forming abs with her hand, the stretched hot skin, the moistness of the sweat, the throbbing all over her.

“Is this real?” she asked to nobody as she acquired a perfect six pack.

A loud ripping sound moved her eyes from her navel to the floor, the soles of her shoes were being ripped as a sudden burst of growth made her feet elongate.

“Gaaaaaagh!”

 Her shoes and socks were destroyed by her growing feet, Kara shook her toes and stepped barefoot onto the cold bathroom floor.

It looked utterly terrible, those gigantic feet attached to her thin legs, the toes looked so large and so...

“Manly...” whispered the babysitter as her pupils expanded with fear.

Her head quickly lifted to look at the mirror, just in time to see how her usually brown eyes became painted into a clear blue with a few quick brush strokes.

“Holy...!”

The chin followed soon after, the pre-change tingle made her touch it and not just see but also feel how it changed, how it became hard, strong, how the roundness was flattened, widened and squared.

Ears, nose, forehead, her whole skull reshaped underneath her pigtails, becoming clearly manly.

Becoming... recognizable...

Her blue eyes blinked.

“You have got to be kidding me...” she mumbled with a deepening voice that made her grab her swelling neck.

Muscles swelled, in her arms, in her back, she groaned, leaning forward as the back of her shirt was ripped by the sudden increase in meat.

“No, no, no! How can this even be happening!”

Hair began to recolor from black to a blondish tone as it fell and shortened, one of the pigtails just dropped straight into the sink.

“NOOOOOOOOO!”

A loud manly shout, growing hands grab the side of the sink as Kara closed her eyes feeling the wave of changes passing across her body.

Clothes ripped in multiple places as muscles inflated, a couple of buttons from her shirt popped as her bra was emptied and stretched by abs.

“Please! STOP!”

The odd shouts that fluctuated from a girly pitch to a rough masculine one attracted Lily - the girl, worried about her babysitter and thinking she must have hurt her badly sat near the bathroom door with her cellphone in her hands.

Inside the bathroom Kara was becoming muscular and wider, a terrible bulge inside her panties underneath her long skirt made her start to sob.

“It can’t be...! I don’t wanna... Wanna be a man...” he sobbed. “I can’t be... him...!”

The other pigtail fell to the floor.

As she grew taller the mental flashes intensified inside her head, flashes that showed her how to do the flashy moves and poses mixing in with her nerdy knowledge of nerdy things.

“I’m me... and not... me...” grunted the tall muscular man as the last wave of changes reconfigured and added some necessary information. “I am... man... I am... I am...!”

Outside, a worried Lily kept paying attention to the weird noises coming from the bathroom, as usual just like every time she was worried or troubled she went back to the safety of something she really liked  - making her phone play that short melody.

Most people would recognize it, that short catchy tone famous both on and off the internet, even if you were just reading it being mentioned in a text your brain would probably begin to play it.

Kara’s ears caught the melody, they shook and as it reached a crescendo his body reacted by pure instinct, syncing with those final cords.

The wrestler pushed out of the bathroom, making a muscular flexing pose and yelling loudly.

“JOHN CENA!”

As he stoically held the pose with a blank expression Lily’s mouth and eyes opened so wide as the girl stood up.

She rubbed those eyes and took another long look at what had come from the man, a clear copy of the titular John Cena, only missing his tattoos and just wearing a long skirt and tiny girly clothes for some reason that could barely hold his impressive muscles.

Under the inquiring gaze of the little girl Kara couldn’t hold the pose any longer, in a very feminine way he covered his face with both hands.

“I’m sorry!”

Lily frowned.

“Kara... is that you...?”

“Yes, I... transformed into this... I don’t...!” he was interrupted when Lily jumped forward to give him a big hug, he looked down and saw that the girl had tears in her eyes, but seemed very glad that her babysitter was safe. “Lily?”

“You are the best Mister Cena ever!”

Blushing shyly Kara smirked enjoying the warm sisterly hug.

“T-thanks!”

Kara was going to have some things to figure out later, or to be more accurate a real lot of things, but for now the little girl was happy and as a babysitter or a wrestler nothing mattered more.