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VortoForgisto — Make Yourself Useful
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Published: 2010-05-24 01:42:35 +0000 UTC; Views: 6929; Favourites: 23; Downloads: 22
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"Jenkins! What are you doing?" Mr. Rattford yelled as he entered the break room.Howard rolled his head back and spotted his boss stalking toward him. He didn't even take his feet down from the table.
"Watching Judge Judy," he said, returning his gaze to the television.
"Dammit, Jenkins! Don't give me any of your lip. Get out there and make yourself useful!" he said, storming back onto the sales floor.
"Whatever," Howard muttered, taking another sip of Mountain Dew.
As he continued to watch television, he heard someone just outside the break room shouting. "Does anyone have a mop! I got a broken jar of honey on aisle seven!"
Howard chuckled, knowing how hard it was clean up honey. Deciding to get some chips from the vending machine, he pulled his feet down off the table but found they were stuck together. At first he thought some joker had tied his shoelaces together, but as he looked down, he saw that his feet and legs were melting together.
"What in the …" he started to say, but found his throat closing up as his arms were forced to his sides and his body locked straight as a board. His lips fused closed and he was forced to stare at the ceiling as he felt his arms melt into his sides. His whole body became thinner and thinner, except for his head which spouted shaggy brown hair. The hair fell over his field of view and thickened like yarn as it turned white.
"Hey, Howard," Phillip called from the door, but Howard couldn't look toward him. He heard him approaching though and soon saw the heavyset man standing over him.
"Where did this mop come from? It's brand new!" Phillip said, grabbing Howard and twirling him, making him dizzy. Suddenly everything was upside down and Howard was being dragged out of the break room.
He could hear Phillip whistling as he was dunked head first in to a bucket of chemical-smelling water. Howard wanted to cough and sputter, but without a mouth he couldn't. He then felt his head being set in a squeegee and crushed tightly.
Phillip then used Howard to push the bucket toward the swinging doors of the main floor.
"Honey spill, here I come!" Phillip said.
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Comments: 7
That's right! Possibly the one and only ... So far. I think it could really take off as a new fetish subset in the future.
I've been planning to continue the transformations, perhaps making him a ladder next. Always making him something 'useful.'
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Here's what you do. You open your garden shack or where ever you store gardening tools (If you own any), make a list of what's in there and do a TF based on each object you listed. If you run out, get a catalog for a hardware store or something.
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Think of it. Shovel,garden hose, sack of fertilizer... All that are never before done.
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Agreed.
I don't think I could do it with this guy, since he's in a K-mart of sorts.
But what about a new series with snotty brat of a child who's mother 'puts him to work' as the tools in the toolshed? They've just moved into a new house and their stuff hasn't shown up yet but the yard and house need some work. The kid is lazy, so the mother promises he won't have to lift a finger and ZAP! She then proceeds to change him from one tool to another as needed, as you suggested. Maybe even a lawnmower and a lawn chair when she needs a break. Finally at the end of the day when it seems the 'torture' is over, a neighbor sees the great job she's done and asks for help in their yard. Mom agrees, saying she'll bring her own 'tools.'
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