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Patreon Prompt 343
🕑 Added 2023-04-13 05:47:52 +0000 UTCPrompt: Male into Marina from Splatoon
Mark was more than a little excited to come home from work to see the package on his doorstep. Long nights of sifting through websites and beating out scalpers had led him to finding something he had sought after for a long time. Bringing the box over to his room, he was excited to finally set his eyes upon his very own Marina amiibo. That made it all the more heart breaking when he opened up the package only to find an empty stand. Unable to contain his disappointment, he reached his hand inside to see if maybe the rest of the figure had broken off somewhere.
Mark was pushed back by a spark of green energy arcing from the stand to hit his finger. Stumbling away from the box clutching his hand, he wondered if this was all part of some sick joke. Looking down to see if there was any lingering damage, he paused as he got a look at the neon green coloring adorning the tips of his fingers and nails. He got a closer look at the bright hues as something replaced his hair and swung in front of his face. Grasping at the object and holding it up to his eyes, he saw a collection of suckers along it that helped him to correctly identify the growth as a collection of tentacles.
Flicking the tendrils away from his face, he attempted to march back towards the box to find out what was going on, only to be stopped by the sound of his shoes being torn apart. Keeping his tentacle hair in place with one hand, he tried to reach down to recover what was left of his footwear, only for them to reform into a pair of leather, black boots and green stockings that reached up to his calves. His pants followed a similar method of destruction and recreation, giving him just a moment to see that his genitals had been replaced with a womanhood before they were covered up by a pair of black leather short shorts. The hem of his shirt pulled up to leave his midriff bare as it formed into a tight fitting, black leather jacket, complete with an oversized zipper that came down just enough to show the cleavage of his newly formed breasts.
The panic in the former man’s head came to a stop as she caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror. Noticing her sharp fangs and the dark coloring around her eyes, she hesitantly stepped closer towards her reflection. Finding strange glee in her new form, she took up Marina’s pose to fully cement her identity as the very same octoling from the game.
