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Patreon Prompt 264
🕑 Added 2022-10-07 04:41:31 +0000 UTCPrompt: (Female Inkling (Splatoon) to Male Fat Salmonid TF) https://www.furaffinity.net/view/49280893/
On the brink of collapse, a group of inklings and octolings trudged away from Grizzco with their recent pay clutched tightly within their hands. Though the reward was nice, it didn’t help with the sting of insults that came flying out from a nearby inkling woman’s mouth. Her red tentacles flung about across her designer outfit as she mocked the group for having to work for a living. The woman’s name was Lottie and she had performed this very same routine as her daily dose of entertainment.
While the others were fit to ignore and carry on their way, one octoling in the group had had enough. Sinking his hand into his pocket, he dug out a wad of goo he had scavenged off of a Cohozuna the group had encountered during their shift. Reeling back his arm, he made a direct hit as he tossed the glob into Lottie’s open mouth. Though the sticky substance stopped her from speaking, laughter still filled the air as the workers reveled in her long overdue punishment. This lasted up until they noticed what was happening to her body.
Lottie’s designer shirt rose up as her belly swelled and became covered in pink scales. Though her arms began to wriggle around in her sleeves, they were soon transformed into a set of fins that constantly slapped against her still swelling form. If the various brown scales covering her back and sides weren’t bad enough, the true gravity of the situation sunk in as the workers watched her pants be torn apart as her legs fused together into a fishy tail that flopped across the ground.
With most of the group focused on Lottie’s Salmonid like face and gigantic size, the same octoling that cause her transformation in the first place turned his attention towards her nether region. His eyes nearly bulged out of his head as he watched a girthy lump squeeze the limits of what little remaining fabric of Lottie’s torn pants still clung to her body. As more of the workers noticed the rigid member, they all realized that what they thought were cries for help were instead guttural moans. Shifting her glowing, yellow eyes back and forth, Lottie began to flop her whale sized body around in the hopes of finding a mate.
