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The Device (TF TG AR) (Part 1)

    The shot sounded like cannon fire, blasting off into the trees as it grazed past the deer's head. The deer panicked and ran off into the dense bush, a few more shots hitting the trees next to it.
    "Dammit!" Evan cursed. "I almost had that one!" He reloaded his rifle with haste, dropping a few bullets and cursing some more. He shoved the pack of ammunition into his backpack, and strapped the pack onto his back as he climbed down the ladder from his post. Evan gripped his rifle and started trudging through the brush, keeping his eyes peeled for deer.
    In his mind, he imagined hanging the head of his first kill over the mantel. His buddies had urged him to start up the hobby of hunting, as they went together often.
    Evan snapped out of his thoughts as he heard what sounded like a twig snapping, looking down his rifle's sights and turning towards where he heard the sound. He didn't move for a solid 30
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Moana TF TG

    The impact was rough, the water slamming into his back, but it was over quickly and Dennis swam to the surface. Another kid was about to come down the slide, so Dennis swam to the side to make sure he didn't get hit like he did in the 2nd grade. He watched as the kid came shooting down the slide, shooting out the end and making contact with the water, causing ripples to shift around the pool.
    Other kids laughed and played, some tossing around a ball or younger ones clinging onto their parents. Dennis swam to the side of the pool and pulled himself up, going for another trip down the slide. He walked to the back of the small line, consisting of about 4 or 5 kids waiting anxiously for their turn.
    Squinting, Dennis could barely make out the clock on the other side of the pool. It read 2:30, which meant Dennis' parents were going to be here anytime to take him and his sister to the 4:00 showing of Moana. He didn'
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Red and Blue TF (Pokemon Sun and Moon)

    The wind brushed against Dean's hair, blowing it into his vision and generally bothering him. Carlos, on the other hand, was throwing stones off the nearby cliff face, his short-cut hair barely touched by the wind.
    "How much longer are we gonna be out here?" Dean asked, a hint of annoyance in his voice as he tried to push his hair out of his face.
    "Not much longer, hopefully." Carlos replied. "Dan and them said they would be here soon."
    "You sure they didn't mean next year?" Dean added. Deciding it was better than sitting and brushing hair out of his eyes, Dean got up to look around. Carlos dropped the stone he was holding and followed him, asking Dean to check the time on his wristwatch.
    "Still a little past 1." Dean noted, squinting his eyes to see his watch. As Dean did this, Carlos started running, passing Dean almost instantly.
    "Hey!" Dean complained. "You know
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The Phone (Giantess TF TG)

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Neil sighed as he dropped the soda can into the bag, moving on to find more trash around the stadium. He worked night shifts at the stadium, making sure the garbage left by fans was cleaned up before morning. All of the other night workers had gone home by now, the bathroom cleaners, the kitchen cleaners, and all the other cleaners were done. The other workers who cleaned other parts of the interior of the stadium were already done with their sections, Neil only a little over halfway done since he had been watching The Night Manager on his phone.
    When Neil filled up the bag he was carrying, he opened up the nearest trash canister he could find and shoved it in. He knew the boss would be mad if he put trash in the canisters instead of cleaning them out, but Neil just wanted to be done so he could go home and sleep.
    As Neil started filling up a new bag, he stopped
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IQ, Ash, and Hibana TF TG (Rainbow Six Siege)

    "Clear!" West yelled, alerting his squad to not check that room.
    "Clear!" Harrison also yelled, checking every little crack and crevice in the building.
    "Its clear over here, too!" Ropp added, getting annoyed.
    "And we're sure this is the right building?" Harrison blurted, as the team of 3 were still not finding any hazardous objects.
    "Sure of it, the scanner went crazy when it was near the building!" Ropp assured.
    West moved slowly through every room of the place, feeling walls and moving objects that could lead to a secret passage, but still found nothing.
    "Over here!" Ropp shouted, a bit of glee in his voice. West turned around and started sprinting towards Ropp's location, hearing Harrison's heavy breathing through the earpiece. West pounded through the ro
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Fem Scout TF TG (Team Fortress 2)

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Brandon buttoned his red shirt, slowly making his way up his chest until the last button was done. He fixed up his collar, bending it and making sure it didn't have any wrinkles or crevices in it. Looking at the clock, he knew he still had a while until he went out. He wanted to be ready beforehand, just in case he was picked up ahead of schedule.
    Grabbing his headset, he put it on top of his cap as he sat down to play a few rounds of Overwatch. He was put into a match rather quickly, and Brandon found that his team was losing. He picked his favorite character, Bastion, and strutted out to the payload to help defend it.
    "This is literally a reskin of TF2" One of the players on the opposing team said in the chat.
    Shrugging it off as a someone trying to be a troll, Brandon continued playing when one of his teammates responded. 
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Cortana TF TG (Halo)

    "COME ON!" Jeff roared, mad at his team for making him lose his 3rd game in a row. He set his Xbox controller next to him on the couch, and balled up his fists in fury.
    "Its just a game, Jeff. Just a game." he muttered to himself, slowly calming down as the next match started. He was on the blue team this time, his preferred side. Exhaling, he waited anxiously for the cut scene to finish so he could play.
    As the ships containing his team landed, he and the rest of his teammates came out, and the game began. Jeff ran in the front of his team, taking out as many prometheans as he could before the base was taken out of lock down. Wasting no time, Jeff went again and got himself a warthog, and a fellow teammate climbed up into the mounted turret on the back of the vehicle. Driving the warthog up a hill and towards a promethean general, he watched with glee as the mounted turret tore the best to shreds,
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Mercy TF TG AP (Overwatch)
   
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    The heart monitor beeped again, it's dull sound briefly echoing off the walls before fading completely, just in time for another beep. Jacob squirmed in his hospital bed, trying to get into a more comfortable position. Doing so proved difficult, since he was used to laying on his right side, but he was inhibited from doing that due to the IV in his right arm keeping him alive.
    Jacob looked at the clock. 10:30, it read. That meant the next nurse should be in to check on him in around 25 minutes. He closed his eyes, trying to get a bit of sleep before the next nurse came in as he heard the single door in his room open. He opened his eyes, a bit confused on why a nurse was in his room at that moment. The nurse walked towards his bed and set a clipboard down on a nearby table.
    "So, how are you feel
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Female Hanzo TF TG (Overwatch)

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    Daniel tapped his foot impatiently, waiting for his package to arrive. It should have been here an hour ago he thought, becoming more and more impatient as the minutes ticked by. Suddenly, he heard the familiar beep of his doorbell ringing. He sprinted to the door, thrust it open, and found a medium-sized package on his doorstep. It wasn't a strange, mystical package, just one delivered by UPS.
    He brought the box inside, letting the door shut behind him. He could barely keep in his anticipation any longer, as he took his hands and tore open the package, finding his long awaited cosplay outfit inside. The outfit was of a character in the video game Overwatch called Hanzo, which Daniel enjoyed playing, so he bought the costume to wear to Pax East later that year. He dumped the contents of the box onto his living room floor, not even bothering t
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Genji to Mech TF/D.va TF TG AP (Overwatch)

    Still blinding him, Genji covered his visor with his hand to try and clear his vision of the light that had blinded him moments before. As he slowly cleared his vision, he was unaware of what was about to take place. Genji felt a pressure as his robotic exoskeleton merged into what remained of his human form. He cried out for help, unsuccessfully, as he became a full omnic.
    Sadly, the changes didn't stop there for Genji. Multiple changes started happening across his body, his feet becoming larger and legs bulking up, especially in the thighs, his fingers shrinking and merging together, and his head shrinking into his expanding torso. Genji let out another desperate scream for help as his head/torso region started expanding, looking vaguely similar to a mech's cockpit. A sudden pressure in his rear caused him to move his larger, bulkier finger less
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    The shot sounded like cannon fire, blasting off into the trees as it grazed past the deer's head. The deer panicked and ran off into the dense bush, a few more shots hitting the trees next to it.

    "Dammit!" Evan cursed. "I almost had that one!" He reloaded his rifle with haste, dropping a few bullets and cursing some more. He shoved the pack of ammunition into his backpack, and strapped the pack onto his back as he climbed down the ladder from his post. Evan gripped his rifle and started trudging through the brush, keeping his eyes peeled for deer.

    In his mind, he imagined hanging the head of his first kill over the mantel. His buddies had urged him to start up the hobby of hunting, as they went together often.

    Evan snapped out of his thoughts as he heard what sounded like a twig snapping, looking down his rifle's sights and turning towards where he heard the sound. He didn't move for a solid 30 seconds, looking for any sign of movement. When he saw none, he started moving forwards, still looking down the sights.

    But as he was looking down the sights, he didn't notice an old tarp laying on the ground in front of him. He stepped into it, and the tarp fell into a hole that was beneath it, Evan following close behind it. He let out a yelp as he fell into the hole, only falling for about a second.

    He got himself up, seeing that the hole was only about 6 feet tall. As he was about to climb out, he felt something on the bottom the hole. He nudged it with his foot a bit, wondering what it was. Evan slowly bent over, which was hard in the small space, and managed to grab the object. Without looking at it, he threw it out of the hole, climbing out not too long after.

    He picked the object back up, seeing that it was a device of sorts. It had a blank screen on one side, with a few buttons on the same side under the screen. One of the buttons had a power symbol on it, so Evan clicked it. The screen came to life, colors appearing and text materializing. Evan read the text, which read Transformative_Device V1.2.

    He clicked on the start button next, which brought him to another screen which showed up like this,
  
   Gender:

    Age:

    Personality:

    Minor features:

    More options

   
At first, Evan was confused by this, but remembering what the text had said on the startup screen, started to realize what this thing might be able to do. He filled out the questions, not bothering to go into the more options section. The screen now read,

   Gender: Female

    Age: 13

    Personality: Happy, outgoing

    Minor features: Freckles on face, long hair that goes to lower back that is slightly curly

    More options

   
Evan strapped his rifle onto his bag, and started going back to his home. He had a roommate there, Brad, whom he despised for refusing to help around the house. If this thing could really do what it said it could, then Evan could get Brad out of the house forever.

    He inserted the key and turned, opening the door and stepping inside. He set down his bag and rifle next to his bed, and continued to Brad's room. He hesitated for a moment, his hand on the doorknob, but then opened the door to find his roommate in the process of unzipping his pants while holding a bottle of Evan's lotion in his other hand.

    "The hell are you doing?" Brad yelled. "As you can see, I was about to jack off, so just get out of my room!"

    "Not with my god damn lotion!" Evan barked. "I've been buying that stuff once a week wondering where it's been going!"

    "Well, I live here, so it's mine too!" Brad retaliated.

    Evan, fuming, pointed the device at Brad and pressed the biggest button there was on it. Brad laughed, and started unzipping his pants even more.

    "The hell was that supposed to do?" Brad jested. "Make me a perfect roommate? Good luck with that!"

    Evan turned around and was about to leave the room when Brad started screaming bloody murder. 

    "IT'S GONE!" Brad wailed. "IT'S GONE!"

    Evan started at his roommate, who was digging around in his pants where his pied piper was, or used to be. As Brad was looking for his custard launcher, Evan saw Brad's blond hair starting to grow longer, and curlier as well. Brad saw the hair starting to invade his vision, and pulled it, only causing him to scream even louder.

    "WHAT DID YOU DO TO ME?" Brad shrieked. "MY PENIS IS GONE, AND MY HAIR LOOKS LIKE A GIRL'S!" Evan could only stare as his roommate continued to change further, his height starting to decrease, and fat starting to disappear as his body shrank down. Brad started moaning instead of screaming, which was fine by Evan, as he slowly shrank into his clothes. He stopped shrinking at about 5 feet and 2 inches, his hair also continuing to grow, now down to his mid-back.

    Brad's face began to change, his lips puffing up a bit, his nose becoming smaller. His skull shrank, his head becoming rounder and more feminine. Evan started smiling as Brad's skin softened, his facial and bodily hairs retracting back into his skin. Brad's eyelashes elongated, and his eyebrows thinned as freckles started appearing on his face, mostly under the eyes and upper forehead.

    To Evan, Brad now looked like a young, 13 or 14 year old girl. The girl stopped moaning, and got up, her large pants almost falling off of her small, slender legs. She jumped off the bed and ran into the closet, where Evan heard boxes being moved and tossed aside. 

    After a few minutes, the girl came out wearing jeans and a light blue shirt with a gray over shirt above it. Why Brad even had girl's clothes in his closet, and for a young teenager for that matter, Evan didn't know, but didn't really care as the girl started running to the front door.

    "Thanks for everything!" she called out. "I have some friends meeting up at the roller skating rink later tonight, so sorry I had to leave in a rush!"

    She opened the door and left, the door closing behind her. Evan grinned, happy now that Brad was gone for good. His smile faded as he turned around and saw the bedroom, still full of Brad's stuff, that he would have to clean out on his own.

    "Well, good things come at a cost." Evan muttered, before starting to pick up Brad's old clothes. Evan looked at the device before putting it into his pocket, wondering what he could do with it now that he knew what it could do.
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    The impact was rough, the water slamming into his back, but it was over quickly and Dennis swam to the surface. Another kid was about to come down the slide, so Dennis swam to the side to make sure he didn't get hit like he did in the 2nd grade. He watched as the kid came shooting down the slide, shooting out the end and making contact with the water, causing ripples to shift around the pool.

    Other kids laughed and played, some tossing around a ball or younger ones clinging onto their parents. Dennis swam to the side of the pool and pulled himself up, going for another trip down the slide. He walked to the back of the small line, consisting of about 4 or 5 kids waiting anxiously for their turn.

    Squinting, Dennis could barely make out the clock on the other side of the pool. It read 2:30, which meant Dennis' parents were going to be here anytime to take him and his sister to the 4:00 showing of Moana. He didn't want to go, especially now, but had unwillingly agreed to go see Moana so he could go see Fantastic Beasts and where to Find them later in the week.

    As it was now Dennis' turn to go, he climbed up the metal steps, a resonating clang after each step, and fit his legs into the long plastic tube. He pushed off the top, and started sliding down the tube. The air rushed against his face for a few moments before he was launched out of the slide, hitting the water back-first.

    A loud rip could be heard after Dennis hit the water, causing him to swim to the side of the pool. Looking down, Dennis could see that the impact had torn a hole straight through his swim trunks, exposing his glorious manhood for the world to see. He climbed out of the pool, trying to hold the tear together as he quickly made his way to the bathrooms, opening one of the doors and going into the one-toilet bathroom.

    Locking the door behind him, Dennis could smell something that could only be described as human waste mixed with human sweat and a hint of chlorine. Looking at the hole, Dennis could see that it was in fact exposing his entire glory, and seemed unfixable. Cursing, Dennis saw a blue crystal laying on the floor against a wall.

    He stepped over towards it, bending down to pick it up. Dennis could see that it was professionally made, smooth and rounded while also connected to a chain. A strange urge came over him as he started putting the strange gem around his neck, fitting the chain over his head and around his neck. Dennis blinked, suddenly confused on why exactly he put the gem on his neck.

    Quickly trying to take it off, Dennis tried grabbing the chain, but found his fingers passed right through it. Trying again, he tried to grab the stone, having the same outcome as his hand passed straight through the gem like it wasn't there. As Dennis tried again and again to get the thing off, he saw the gem starting to glow, a light blue glow shining out of it.

    Dennis suddenly felt like he was on fire, his skin bubbling as his body hairs disappeared and his skin became softer. He watched in pain and horror as his skin became darker, going from a slight tan to like he had been out in the sun for weeks. He cried out as his hands shrank, his fingers becoming longer and daintier. His fingernails also grew a bit longer, and became manicured.

   The changes started spreading up his arms, as they slimmed and drained of fat and muscle. He grimaced as his shoulders caved inwards, losing their broadness. Dennis tried to grab the necklace with his smaller hands, and instead of them passing through, were able to grab onto the chain. He pulled the necklace up, about to get it off when it got tangled in something. Dennis tried to yank the necklace out, only to yelp as he almost pulled his hair out of his skull.

    He bounded to the mirror, and saw that his once short, brown hair was growing longer, and had turned black. Dennis winced as his skull reshaped, becoming rounder. He held back a scream as he saw his face change, his lips filling with fat and becoming larger, his nose shrinking down. His eyelashes elongated as his blue eyes turned brown, his eyebrows thinning and becoming narrow. He coughed as his adams apple started to disappear, shrinking down and giving him a girly voice with a slight Hawaiian accent. Dennis gaped at the new face staring at him in the mirror, which he almost instantly recognized as Moana, the star of the new Disney Princess movie his sister wanted to see.

    Dennis grabbed onto the sink in agony as his hips shot outwards, bones snapping and reshaping, pushing out his hips to wide proportions. His butt started to inflate with fat, growing larger and larger and straining his swim trunks. Dennis screamed as he felt his prized manhood slip away into his body, his testicles pulling up into his body which were followed suit by the rest of it, a womanly slit in it's place.

    Dennis fell onto the cold, damp floor of the bathroom as new hormones raged throughout his body, changing his inner organs and giving him new sensations that he had never felt before. As Dennis was laying on the floor, he didn't notice his swim trunks changing, the hole in them closing as they shrank, becoming red in color. They became only a piece of cloth held up by a string around his wide hips, which barely covered up his new womanhood. Another red cloth appeared over Dennis' nipples, wrapping loosely around his torso.

    Dennis tried to get up, but fell back down as his feet shrank, diminishing in size and gaining an arch to them. His calves were sucked clean of muscle and fat, becoming slimmer and more shapely, as that fat moved up into his thighs. Dennis let out a moan as his thighs expanded, filling up with fat and becoming large, voluptuous feminine thighs. Dennis managed to haul himself onto his new legs, and stumbled over to the door, fumbling with the lock as he tried to open it.

    As he undid the lock, his back arched, sending waves of pain through his body. His spine grew, increasing Dennis' height by a few inches, causing him to again fall onto the floor. He trembled as his waist crashed inwards, pushing organs and fat out of the way as he gained an alluring hourglass figure. Fat started building up behind Dennis' nipples, pushing out into breasts, which grew and grew, pushing against the red fabric. Dennis moaned as his new breasts pushed against the fabric, grabbing them with his small hands. New memories started to flood into Dennis' mind, erasing the old ones and replacing them, eventually replacing Dennis altogether.

    Moana got up, wondering why she was on the floor. Shrugging, she checked her face in the mirror, finding her necklace tangled in with her hair. Groaning, she pulled the necklace out of her hair and fit it around her neck, walking out of the bathroom. She looked around for a moment at the crowded pool, knowing she needed to find a way home before it got dark. As she strode out of the pool area, a little girl yanked on her mother's arm, yelling Moana's name. The mother was too busy looking for something as Moana walked out of sight, the little girl filled with glee, still yanking on her mother's arm. 
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    The wind brushed against Dean's hair, blowing it into his vision and generally bothering him. Carlos, on the other hand, was throwing stones off the nearby cliff face, his short-cut hair barely touched by the wind.

    "How much longer are we gonna be out here?" Dean asked, a hint of annoyance in his voice as he tried to push his hair out of his face.

    "Not much longer, hopefully." Carlos replied. "Dan and them said they would be here soon."

    "You sure they didn't mean next year?" Dean added. Deciding it was better than sitting and brushing hair out of his eyes, Dean got up to look around. Carlos dropped the stone he was holding and followed him, asking Dean to check the time on his wristwatch.

    "Still a little past 1." Dean noted, squinting his eyes to see his watch. As Dean did this, Carlos started running, passing Dean almost instantly.

    "Hey!" Dean complained. "You know I can't run that fast!" He tried to catch up to Carlos, but was so far unsuccessful as all the extra weight he had gained in his life slowed him down extremely. As Dean was about to stop to catch a breath, Carlos suddenly stumbled and fell into the grass, vanishing from sight.

    "You okay?" Dean asked, getting no response. He started running as fast as his chubby body would allow, his breath coming out in quick, rapid bursts. As Dean neared the spot where Carlos fell, he saw no sign of Carlos, but instead a red and white cap along with a pair of sunglasses laying in the grass.

    "Gotcha!" Carlos suddenly yelled, jumping up behind Dean and causing him to yelp and turn around.

    "You know thats not funny!" Dean breathed, still catching his breath from both the run and scare. Turning around, Dean leaned over and picked up the cap, turning it in his hands a few times before putting it on. Carlos came over and grabbed the sunglasses, putting them atop his head.
    
    "Well, Dan probably isn't coming." Carlos declared. "Probably best if we get going."

    "Yeah." Dean replied.

    As Dean and Carlos started walking back to where their bikes were waiting, Dean collapsed onto the ground, his legs giving out. Carlos spun around, only to fall onto the ground as well. Dean lifted his head, barely able to see Carlos though the grass. As Dean tried to get up, he noticed his clothes getting smaller, pushing against all his extra fat. As Dean thought the clothes would rip, he saw his stout body start to shrink, layers of fat disappearing in seconds.

    Dean gaped at his shrinking body, as he saw faint traces of muscle in his now slim arms. All of his excess fat was now gone from his body, his clothes shrinking to fit his new figure. Dean grimaced as his body became taller, his legs elongating and spine becoming a bit longer as Dean grew in height, gaining a few inches. His brown hair started to become black as his bangs disappeared back into his cap, his hair becoming slightly spiked at the sides. Dean's eyebrows turned black as his skull reshaped, his chin becoming pointed and his face gaining a more stern look to it, finishing Dean's transformation.

    As this was happening, Carlos was experiencing similar changes. As he lay in the grass, his hard-earned muscle started to fade away, his arms and legs losing muscle as they thinned, but not to the point where they would be considered weak. Carlos yelped as his skin bubbled, ridding itself of scars and bruises as it became lighter and paler. His hair began to grow outwards, turning from it's usual black to an orange-red, sticking out in weird ways and hanging down his face slightly, which was also changing. Carlos' skull reshaped, his chin becoming pointed and his eyes changed to an orange color. His nose shrank, becoming less pointed as his eye brows followed suit, becoming less bushy. Carlos' changes finished, his mind being filled with new memories, which replaced the old ones.

    "Jesus, Red. What did ya do now, drug me?" Blue chuckled, getting himself up out of the grass.

    "I....don't think so?" Red replied, both confused on how they got here.

    "Eh, its probably nothing." Blue added. "I've still got that battle I have to be at later today."

    "Well, alright then." Red muttered, brushing dirt and grass off of his clothes as Blue wandered away. Deciding that the day shouldn't go to waste, Red started walking towards a nearby clearing, hoping to find an Eevee there, and if he was lucky, an evolution of one.
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Neil sighed as he dropped the soda can into the bag, moving on to find more trash around the stadium. He worked night shifts at the stadium, making sure the garbage left by fans was cleaned up before morning. All of the other night workers had gone home by now, the bathroom cleaners, the kitchen cleaners, and all the other cleaners were done. The other workers who cleaned other parts of the interior of the stadium were already done with their sections, Neil only a little over halfway done since he had been watching The Night Manager on his phone.

    When Neil filled up the bag he was carrying, he opened up the nearest trash canister he could find and shoved it in. He knew the boss would be mad if he put trash in the canisters instead of cleaning them out, but Neil just wanted to be done so he could go home and sleep.

    As Neil started filling up a new bag, he stopped when he saw a phone lying in the middle of the hallway. Setting the bag down on the ground, he strode over to it and picked it up. Neil inspected it, finding it was in perfect condition and still had a charge. He turned it on, and swiped the screen, and was brought to the screen with all the phone's apps.

    Neil started browsing through the apps, not noticing his clothes changing. His sneakers split open at the top, the shoelaces disappearing into thin air while the shoes turned gray and exposed a lot of the top of his feet. His jeans turned into a dark, fabric material that shortened, stopping right below the knee. His shirt, a red Nike top, remained unchanged.

    Neil looked down as his feet shrank, bones reshaping and shrinking down as his shoes diminished in size as well, his feet gaining a slight arch to them. He watched, stunned, as his calves drained of fat and became more shapely as his thighs expanded outwards, fat rushing into them as they grew, becoming womanly and squishing his manhood. Neil looked around as everything around him started to get smaller, the floor becoming farther and farther away with increasing speed.

    As Neil's head hit the roof of the stadium, his hips shot outwards, giving his manhood a bit more room in between his plump thighs. Neil got on the ground, crawling to the exit to get outside as he continued to grow. As Neil exited the stadium, he felt fat rush up into his rear, pushing his butt out and causing it to grow larger, pushing against his new pants. He suddenly felt a pulling sensation in his crotch as his manhood was pulled up into his body, disappearing and being replaced with a womanhood, which started releasing new hormones throughout Neil's growing body. Neil started moaning, the new hormones filling his body with a pleasurable sensation.

    By now, Neil was over 40 feet tall, and still growing. His stomach sucked inwards, his beer belly being replaced by a toned, sexy stomach as his waist sucked in, bones reshaping and moving as he gained a sexy hourglass figure. His spine arched, two mounds of fat starting to grow underneath Neil's nipples. The mounds filled with fat, becoming a pair of breasts, which Neil found as alluring. His shoulders rounded down and lost their broadness, fat draining from his arms which became slender. Neil's hands shrank, his fingers thinning as they became dainty.

    Now over 120 feet tall, Neil's growth started speeding up even faster. With this sudden change, Neil fell onto the field, now as tall as half the length of it. He coughed as his adam's apple shrank, giving him a higher-pitched and more feminine voice. Neil's lips filled out and became large and luscious. His face rounded out, his skull reshaping and becoming smaller as his cheekbones raised up. Hair started cascading down the back of his head as it grew longer, brushing against his ears and forming a small pile on the ground. The changes came to a close as Neil's nose shrank down, becoming petite as is eyelashes elongated, making his eyes cuter and his eyebrows shrank.

    The giantess smiled, watching as the stadium became smaller and smaller as she grew. She laughed as her feet hit the side of the stadium and started moving across the tiny seats, smashing them. As she wondered what she was going to do today, the giantess finally stopped growing, now around 350 feet tall. The giantess got up, clutching her phone in her hand, and started walking towards the center of town, pedestrians staring up at the giant woman that was now roaming their city streets, stepping on cars and leaving a trail of wreckage in her wake.
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    "Clear!" West yelled, alerting his squad to not check that room.

    "Clear!" Harrison also yelled, checking every little crack and crevice in the building.

    "Its clear over here, too!" Ropp added, getting annoyed.

    "And we're sure this is the right building?" Harrison blurted, as the team of 3 were still not finding any hazardous objects.

    "Sure of it, the scanner went crazy when it was near the building!" Ropp assured.

    West moved slowly through every room of the place, feeling walls and moving objects that could lead to a secret passage, but still found nothing.

    "Over here!" Ropp shouted, a bit of glee in his voice. West turned around and started sprinting towards Ropp's location, hearing Harrison's heavy breathing through the earpiece. West pounded through the rooms and hallways he had spent so much time searching, and went up a flight of stairs, taking two stairs at a time. He ran into a room and the left and found Ropp and Harrison looking at a strange black box with lights on it.

    "This is it." Harrison said, stating the obvious as the team pondered on how to approach the device. West slowly made his way over to the box, about to try and move it when suddenly the top of the box popped off, releasing tons of yellow smoke into the room. Coughing, the team tried to get out of the room, only to find the one door closing, locking in the process. Harrison pounded his fists on the door, trying to open it, but it was no use. The smoke got so dense that the team members couldn't even see each other, and could only see about a foot in each direction.

    West tried to call out to his team, only to find he couldn't speak, only able to get almost inaudible sounds out. In a panic, West moved through the smoke, trying to find the rest of his team, suddenly unable to stand as he fell onto the ground. Looking at his feet, West could see they were shrinking, his blue sneakers diminishing in size as well as he felt his feet arch a little. He saw his jeans constrict on his legs, his calves loosing fat and becoming more shapely as his thighs gained fat, pushing on his jeans and making West call out in a mute scream.

    West's hips cracked outwards slightly, his rear expanding to womanly proportions and straining his jeans. He quickly moved his hands to his manhood, which he felt retract back into his body, and form a new womanhood. Feeling the new absence in his crotch, West noticed his hands were shrinking, his fingers growing thinner and more dainty. West's arms became smaller, loosing most of the muscle he had gained in training and exercise. His shoulders shrank down, loosing their broadness as West saw his body hair retract into his skin, which had become softer and cleaner.

    His back arched as his waist shrank inwards, pushing fat and muscle out of the way. Two breasts started growing on West's chest, growing to about average size before stopping. As he was looking at his new breasts, West saw a tuft of blond hair block his vision. He grabbed it, and felt that it was his hair, which had grown longer and down the sides of his face. He felt his skull reshape, his face becoming rounder as his cheekbones rose up. His lips plumped up, filling with fat as his nose shrank down a bit. His eyelashes elongated, making his eyes cuter and his eye brows thinned, finishing his transformation. As West's transformation finished, Harrison started experiencing similar, yet different changes.

    Harrison backed up into a corner, trying to call for his teammates, but found his voice wasn't working. As he tried again and again to speak, he failed to notice his hands, which were shrinking down and becoming slimmer. His arms became rid of body hair, his skin becoming soft and clean. His arms slimmed down, loosing fat and muscle as his shoulders rounded down, losing their broadness. He started coughing as his adam's apple diminished in size, giving him higher-pitched womanly voice, which he would know if he could speak.

    Harrison felt pressure all over his head as his skull shrank down a bit and fat moved around his face to give it a more womanly look. His cheekbones rose up and his jawline receded, as his black hair turned red and started growing down the back of his head, somehow breaking all known logic as it worked itself into a braid, which rested on Harrison's shoulder. Harrison grabbed the braid, realizing it was somehow his. He felt his lips grow larger as his nose shrank down a tad, becoming a bit thinner as well. His eye brows became thinner, as his eyelashes elongated.

    Two orbs grew out from behind his nipples, becoming a pair of decently sized breasts. Harrison sucked in a breath as his waist thinned and back arched. His spine shrank down a few inches, lowering his height. Harrison moved his small hands to his hips, which he felt expand outwards, pushing on his combat pants. Harrison gurgled as his manhood shrank back into his wide hips, becoming a womanhood. Fat moved into his thighs, which he felt grow and become plump and womanly. His calves were rid of fat and muscle as his feet shrank down, gaining a feminine arch and finishing Harrison's transformation.

    While all of this was happening, Ropp had torn a piece of his undershirt off and was using it as a gas filter, holding it over his mouth, but that only slowed how fast the gas was entering his system. Ropp felt his lips start to swell underneath the fabric, becoming large and plump. Ropp's facial and body hairs retracted back into his skin as well, his skin becoming softer in the process. Ropp's nose shrank down as his skull reshaped, becoming rounder and smaller. His cheekbones rose upwards, his jawline also receding and becoming less prominent. His eyelashes elongated, making his eyes cuter as his eyelashes thinned.

    Panicking, Ropp took the cloth away from his mouth and tried to call for help, only to find his voice wasn't working. His hair turned brown, growing longer and longer as it made it's way down his head. It eventually stopped past his shoulders, a few bangs hanging in front of Ropp's vision. He coughed as his adam's apple shrank down, raising the pitch of his voice as his shoulders dropped down, losing their broadness.

    Ropp stumbled back into a wall as two orbs made their presence aware underneath his combat uniform, growing underneath his nipples pushing against the uniform. Ropp let out a silent moan as the mounds pressed against his uniform, sending waves of pleasure across his body. As this was happening, Ropp's arms thinned, losing mass and muscle as they grew slender, his hands shrinking down as well and turning daintier.

    Ropp's feet shrank, cracking down and becoming smaller as his calves lost mass and muscle. His calves also shortened, lowering his height by a few inches as fat rushed into his thighs, causing a lot of the muscle their to fade as they expanded, pressing against Ropp's combat pants. His hips swelled outwards, bones reshaping and fat appearing as they grew to womanly proportions. His butt filled with fat, becoming larger and firmer and tightened the combat pants. Ropp felt his stomach lose muscle, his toned abs disappearing and leaving only faint traces of muscle behind. His waist sucked inwards as his back arched, giving him an hourglass figure and caused Ropp to let out a mute scream. Ropp reached towards his manhood as it shrank and disappeared into his body, leaving nothing there but the slit of a womanhood. New hormones rushed throughout Ropp's body, causing him to drop against the wall and let out a mute sigh as pleasure filled his body and his transformation was complete.

    As the gas disappeared from the room, Ash opened the door and exited, followed soon by Hibana and IQ. The three looked around for a bit before leaving the building, wondering what their next assignment was going to be.

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C02oblivious Featured By Owner Mar 21, 2017
I'm pretty sure everyone finds joy somewhere you just need to find it
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