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I'm Sexy and I Know It (Rias TG Comm)
🕑 Added 2021-12-15 23:01:01 +0000 UTCAshley groaned as he woke up from his bed, his body feeling heavy as if he’d been hungover. He looked at his phone and upon seeing the date, remembered that it was his birthday. He didn’t have much in terms of plans today but a meal with his family.
On his phone, he noticed several messages, but one of them caught his attention more than the others. It was from one of his discord friends and a fellow writer. His friend said that he would be starting Ash’s commission today. Ash grinned in excitement, having been waiting for this for a while.
The young man wondered if there was anything else that he would like to add to the story now that his friend was starting. For the most part, he gave him control over how the story would be shaped, but he would help guide him on the way or leave hints of what he wanted. He was easy to work with and it wasn’t the first time that he had gone to him for a commission. The first thing that came to him was the breasts. He shot him a quick message saying what he had in mind and hoped that he would be able to do it.
He had wanted to get a special gift for himself and had contacted a few writers that he liked to set up stories for him. He had considered who he wanted to do with which character. It was fun wondering who he could turn into and what it would be like. Some of those fantasies he had before he drifted off to sleep only served as more fuel to the fire.
He was happy that he would get to see the story come to life and be there every step of the way as progress was made. It made him feel a little more confident about the whole process and what it would be like. In Kyle’s words that had always been the hardest part of the story and he was hopeful that any guidance he could spare would be enough. Though from what Kyle had said online he would try to finish a draft as quickly as possible. From what Ash had been told he hadn’t managed to finish anything like that done in one day. He didn’t mind so much, as long as his friend gave his all to the story, there wasn’t a doubt in his mind that it would be good and he would rather it be nice than a rushed mess. Still, the fact Kyle was willing to push himself so hard was something that Ash was happy to see.
Ashley clicked on the link that he sent and felt a jolt go through with him. It was as if he had just placed his hand on an electrical outlet. The young man blinked and shook his head, blinking rapidly. He breathed as it passed and looked down the screen as it loaded. After a moment, he saw an empty page had loaded up.
“Guess he needs some more time then,” Ashley sighed as he put his phone down and went back to relaxing.
After some time, Ashley finally felt the energy he needed to get up and start his day. He got out of his bed and went to get himself some juice. He would need something to help get him through the day and a drink was the best way to start. It was the one thing that might keep him awake. If he didn’t get it soon he was just as likely to go back to bed and then he would be thrown out of whack.
He would do what he need to get everything done and then check and see the progress that his friend had made on the story. It might not be that far in, but it would certainly give him a better idea of what was going and to expect, even if they have discussed the start.
The young man pondered what he should have for breakfast. There was some leftover stuff he could have or save for later like when he went out for his volunteering job. Both options sounded tempting, especially as he was having Italian for dinner. The young man shrugged and decided to eat whatever he saw first.
As he went through his morning routine, he felt a second surge of energy go through him that made him move with a pep in his step. He felt revitalized as if the juice he had was made from pure sugar. The young man felt like he could go for a run around the house and wouldn’t be winded at all, even though he wasn’t the healthiest of people.
Ashley moved around the house thinking of everything that he needed to do and get done before the day was over, leaving his phone in his bedroom. He would need to work on some writing, and also catch up on some anime that he needed to watch for his next post. He was currently enjoying his latest watch, even if parts made him reel for a moment more out of shock or anything. He set up the TV and lounged on the couch, his notepad at the ready to keep notes.
As he relaxed on the couch and started the show his head felt off. The soft comforting pillows that he rested upon were almost soothing. Unknown to the young man the more he relaxed onto the pillow, the more his hair morphed. It slowly but steadily grew longer, the volume in it growing and becoming thicker, gaining volume that wasn’t there. Small bits of his hair entered his vision and he blinked. He had always kept his hair short, and it was usually out of his eyes, but now if he looked up he could see it with ease. He had a haircut not too long ago so it shouldn’t have grown this fast. His hair continued to come down and enter his vision, making him frown and gulp, a spike of fear entering his gut.
“Wait am I changing?” Ashley asked himself, staring at the longer strands of hair. There were slight bits of red in his brown hair as if red dye spilled on his head and he blinked wondering if he was seeing things. To his horror, though his eyes weren’t lying to him and his hair now went to his shoulders. For some reason, some of his hair was a bright red. He pulled out his phone and put on the camera so that he could see his reflection. He jumped when he saw that he had auburn hair that was continuing to get brighter as if he was using a filter as it got longer. It continued to grow longer at an insane rate and he gulped as he wondered what he should do as it traced down his back.
He grabbed the now immensely long strands of hair and shuddered, a part of him marveling at how soft they were. If the change hadn't been so sudden and terrifying then he might have found himself admiring the beautiful locks of hair. This shade of red was mystifying and the brightness of it inhuman. He stood to his full height and shuddered when it reached down to his butt.
The young man then noticed that there was something off about his chest. There was a slight puffiness on his upper body that unnerved him. He had never been the most athletic of men, but even so, it seemed like it was even puffier. He pressed down and shuddered as a bolt went through his body as if he had roughly poked it rather than gently pushed it. He touched it and flinched as if he had just been zapped. He prodded his chest again and it felt softer, more sensitive. There was something...arousing about it. The best comparison he could think of was when he was seeing something pleasantly sexy and blood was rushing down below.
“What the….how?” Ashley muttered fearfully. “What's going on with my body? These can’t...breasts?”
The only thing he could think of was that he was having some sort of allergic reaction, but he didn’t have any allergies that he was aware of. Especially ones that could get this sort of reaction. Still, that shouldn’t have an effect on his hair and his chest.
He forced those thoughts aside as his fingers approached his nipples. They were pert and erect, standing like small knives. They looked larger than they did just a short while ago, maybe even twice their size. The young man gulped not sure what to think about the change. He had never paid them much thought before since there wasn’t much they could do, but the change in size was plain to see. The changing boy gulped wondering what was going and what would happen next.
The young man then noticed that the hair on his arms was gone. He searched the rest of his body but found nothing but smooth skin from the nose down. His chest, his legs, and everywhere else he looked which had a decent amount of hair on his body was gone. Ashley ran his hand over his transformed body and shuddered at the changed flesh. His skin was softer and smoother than models. Even though he knew that he should be freaking out, something was appealing about the change in his skin like how airbrushed it looked.
“What is happening to me?” Ashley wondered aloud, a moan getting out of his mouth, despite his efforts to keep it down. “Wait....The chest...the hair...Am I...Turning into a girl?”
The realization sent a thrill through him that made his smile grow. It was a thrill, that he had written and fantasized about for so long. His fear diminished as pride went through him. He licked his lips, hoping that he would be a beauty.
He looked at his hands and noticed the nails that barely kept the minimum for in maintenance were neater. Ashley blinked and saw that they looked a little thinner and for a moment he thought that his hands looked off. He blinked and shook his head as he raised them, wondering if what he thought was happening. His hands were shrinking and becoming more feminine, the alterations feeling like a tight clamp on his body. The calluses on his fingers and the palm of his hands got smaller as they did as well. When the changes to them stopped they were soft, delicate, and looked out of place compared to his masculine frame.
However, the changes didn’t stop here, whatever was happening to him, continued up the rest of his arms. They got thinner and seemed to tighten as if they were being refined, any flab condensing into slender muscle. As he flexed the arm, the bones popped, any pain soothed by a warm sensation. His arms looked off on his body and made him seem even larger than he already was with the thinner appearance they had. His biceps hardened and he breathed out as they changed. A light pop came from his shoulders as they narrowed, completing the change to his now feminine arms.
The young man forced the strangeness aside and searched his pockets wondering where his phone was now that the panic was getting to him. After all that was happening, he needed to go to the hospital or something to get looked at. Despite how good it looked at the moment, that didn’t mean it was a good thing. There was no way that this was natural and he had no idea what would happen to him as it progressed.
“Dang it,” Ashley cursed and remembered that his cell was in his bedroom still.
Ashley took a step to run to his room, but then tripped and fell onto the floor. The young man gasped, his legs feeling strange and making him gasp in terror. He looked down and noticed the socks he wore were looser as if they were three sizes too large. The young man blinked when he saw smaller feet than what he was used to seeing down there. A faint crackling sound came from them as if he had just stretched them and moved around.
The feeling continued up his legs, as Ashley tried to keep his breathing under control, any panic he had before fading. There was something almost pleasant about it that soothed his worried mind, like when one was lounging around and listening to some soft music. It was almost pleasing to watch as his leg hardened and got the same treatment as his arm, the flab around his calves tightening as if he was performing an intense workout.
“Wow,” Ashley said as he moved them around, a surge of confidence going through him. "Whoever I'm becoming, they have some sexy calves."
The young man gulped as the transformation reached his thighs the transformation reached his upper thighs, which firmed (avoid re-using tighten or harden) then swelled. His developing lower body strained his pants and he gulped. He prodded his thighs and marveled at the strong cushion that was there. They were tighter than before as if he had gone through extensive exercises to get them like this. His thighs rubbed the sides of his manhood and he shuddered. They were so nice and soft that he could feel his blood rush down below and make his manhood rise.
“Just how big are they going to get?” Ashley commented as he kept staring at them as if they were a pair of bombs that would go off. “They got to stop soon right?”
When they finished, they looked larger and yet more refined than they ever did before. The young man observed his now long, womanly legs in awe. It was as if his limbs had been replaced just like his arms had been. The young man wondered if he would be able to stand without issue.
“Let’s take it slow,” Ashley muttered as the young man slowly moved to stand up, leaning against the coffee table to support himself but stopped when his upper body jiggled. The mounds that he had on his chest were even bigger than before and now looked to be the size of apples if he had to guess. They brushed against the table and he shuddered in aroused glee. He squeezed one of them and moaned lustfully, his legs shuddering as a smile blossomed. Ashley pulled his hand away, still smiling at how good it felt. It was so strange but so strong and felt good that he couldn’t help but want to do it again.
The young man looked down at his legs and went to stand up, feeling more confident about how it would go. To his relief, he didn’t feel any strain on his body from doing so.
Still, he needed to call the hospital or something. Despite how it didn’t seem to hurt him, this needed to be solved. Just because it seemed nice, didn’t mean that something wasn’t going to happen to him later.
The young man stopped when he noticed the slight ripple of his gut as he walked. Ashley looked down and compared to the rest of his now feminine-looking body. He gulped, hating the damn thing as it protruded. "I hope this goes away soon. It's hardly befitting of myself."
A gurgle came from his stomach and his breath hitched. He watched his gut intently, wondering how long it would be before the next part of the transformation started.
Ashley’s jaw dropped as he watched soundlessly as the gut shrunk as if it was a balloon being deflated. Everything that he might have thought or said about the situation went out the window as it did. As it got smaller it hardened as if all of the fat that he had there was converted into taut muscle. His toes curled as it became a perfectly flat smooth stomach. Even though there didn’t seem to be anything physical there like a pair of abs, he could tell that it was stronger than his own had ever been.
The man prodded his stomach, not sure what to think about it. A part of him was horrified by such a drastic change to his figure, but another part wasn’t. The change was still terrifying, but there was something marvelous about it. His stomach had always been a bit of a sore topic for him. No matter what he had tried he just couldn't get it smaller. Now though, it was no longer a part of him was joyous and relieved that it was gone as if it was a big black mark. It didn't care about what was happening to him, just that it was.
“Ohh sweet Jesus this feels so good,” Ashley remarked as his waist thinned and got smaller, making him freeze again as if he was watching what happened to his gut all over. Ashley placed his hands on his sides and traced them, again a familiar surge went through him that made him stand up straighter and fill him with pride. Even though no man should have such a slender waist, it looked so wrong with the masculinity that he did have. Yet the part that he hated wasn’t the slender feminine parts, but what masculinity that he had left on him left him unnerved.
“Uhh,” the young man remarked at the sight of it. It was strange he was seeing something disgusting rather than a piece of himself. “This change shouldn’t be so good, and yet this feels so...right?”
The young man tried to think of what could have caused this no matter how small it was, but couldn’t think what might be the cause of his predicament. There wasn’t any statue, person, or anything at all that he could recall that might have been the root of it all. If he had a little more then he might be able to figure out what was happening to him.
“Ahhh!” Ashley cried as a sudden sharp pain went through his lower body that made him shiver as if he had just been stuck. Instead of pain though he felt relief. He looked down and noticed that his hips were a little wider than they had been before. It was like it was one big strained muscle that had been cramped and stressed had finally managed to gain some release. They continued to push out wider against his body and he breathed out, not sure what to make of it. Ashley brought his hands down and rubbed his wider hips, and another erotic moan left him and he closed his eyes, imagining that it was a lover doing so.
He continued to massage his hips and find comfort in them as if they would make him feel better about everything that was happening to him. He breathed haphazardly in and out, unable to bring himself to stop massaging his body. Something was comforting about it as if it was an exercise he practiced when he was about to take a test. It was almost pleasing, arousing. It was by no means like when played with himself, but it was certainly nice in a way. When they finally stopped growing he felt a little disappointed that it had been as if he had just been cheated out and couldn’t get the full release that he wanted. He rolled his hips and felt a sway from his flat ass that he hadn’t felt in a long time. That didn’t matter though with how the rest of his body felt.
The huge hips that he had now would have no place on the old body that he had, but he didn’t mind them. They felt natural, welcoming, and even alluring. He rolled them and could feel a sway in them that further relaxed what was happening to them. Despite how good and happy he was, he knew that he needed to focus and try to figure out what was wrong with him.
Ashley put all the pieces that he had gleaned about what had happened and changed. The slimness of his arms, the succulent toned thighs that he had, and the slim stomach. Whilst the red hair narrowed it down the possibilities of who he was becoming, the half-finished nature of his figure only tantalized him more. The hair that he had narrowed down the possibilities of who it was. It only served to make what was happening to him now even more insane, nothing more than what should happen in a story, and yet it was happening.
“Oh, my,” Ashley said, a smile coming from his face.
The transitioning boy cooed as a fresh heat hit his face that made it brighten like a stoplight. His lips felt like something was being rubbed over them like chapped sick. It was strange, and he instinctively sucked on his bloating lips, making a low popping noise that sounded so seductive and sexy that it would have had others stare in shock. A low dull crunch came from his nose and he twitched as if he was about to sneeze. Then a sudden burn in his eyes, as if he had gotten soap in them, caused him to blink multiple times as they shifted from a dark hazel into a bright bluish-green.
Ashley wondered what he looked like now, more curious than anything. He went over to the nearest mirror and yelped in shock at the face staring back at him. Long gone was the mug that he was used to seeing and in its place was that of a beautiful young woman. He touched his face, a mix of feelings going through him. He had never been the most handsome-looking man, but he wasn’t ugly. Now though with the beautiful face that he had now, he couldn’t help but feel that it had been. Being so beautiful even if it was a woman’s face felt so good as if it was something that he should be proud of rather than be horrified or worried about.
“This doesn’t seem so bad,” Ashley muttered to himself, wondering what the next part of the transformation would be like. Considering he was still a human being and able to do what he wanted that was more than he could have expected and could have hoped. If it stayed like this then he didn’t have anything to worry about did he? If it wasn’t painful then he could just let himself enjoy it and worry about it later right? The doctors could figure it out later.
“Wait a minute this face,” Ashley said before a smile crossed his face. “Oh my god, I can’t believe I didn’t recognize it earlier. I’m turning into Rias Gremory! Ugh, this voice hardly fits this face at all!”
A sudden rush then hit him down below. He groaned and brushed his hand against his manhood, and breathed out. It was pleasing, just like when he found release after spying on something sexy in a movie or anime. Despite what might be said about him, he wasn’t stupid and knew what would be happening to him in the next few minutes. Though he had some reservations about what would happen to him.
“Please don’t hurt, I just want to have fun,” Ashley remarked as he stared at the proud lump that formed from his pants. He breathed a bit heavier and felt a little stronger, hotter. Excitement welled in his core, and he wondered how long it would be before the changes finished. It couldn’t be long with the current rate of the transformation.
Suddenly his dick started getting smaller and his balls felt tight. The transitioning young man tried to keep his breathing at a steady pace, but it was getting harder the hotter he felt. He grinned and licked his lips, wondering what it would be like when the change fully came through. He gasped as he could feel his balls brush against his thighs, but the feeling that came from it was far more intense. It was as if someone was fondling down below as someone stroked his wood. It was the best that he had felt in a long time, and he didn’t want it to stop.
Suddenly it stopped making Ashley blink. He pulled the front of his pants and saw the last bit of his shaft stop as if it was stuck or waiting for something to happen. He muttered, "C'mon, just a bit more..."
The tip of the head rested and Ashley pressed down in it. The tip of what was his dick entered his body without issue, making him groan as a wet slurp filled the room as a new hole formed, opened, and ready for use. She bit her lip and stopped herself, the new young woman wanted to put her fingers in her new hole, but she restrained herself. She was sure that there would be more to come, especially since she was missing a pair of things.
The young man’s throat felt scratchy all of a sudden and he tried to clear it as best he could. A hoarse groan that was higher in pitch than normal. He continued to try and clear what was happening to him, but he couldn’t get it right. It just continued to get worse. He brought his hand up to his throat and shuddered when he noticed that there wasn’t there
“That’s more like it!” Ashley said and was thrown off by the confident, noble, seductive tones of Rias’s dub voice coming through. His Australian accent shifted through the grunts and moans of his old voice morphing. Soon it lacked any traces of the old voice that he was used to having and it sounded strange coming from him.
“Oh good lord!” Ashley said, his voice now completely that of Rias Gremory’s.
Ashley gasped as her ass suddenly felt like someone had slipped their hands between her cheeks and started to caress them. The young woman looked over her shoulder and grinned in anticipation. She licked her lips hungrily, excited beyond measure about what was about to happen to her.
“Ahhh!” The young woman cried as her butt swelled.
Ashley smiled happily as she looked at her rear end. It pushed out the back of her pants and in her excitement grew. She sashayed her hips and could feel a growing jiggle that was there, enticing her on as if it was a siren’s call. There was something liberating about their growth, something pleasant that she couldn’t help but love. She wanted, no, needed her ass to be fondled and explored more.
“Hmm,” the former boy said as she played with her ass. “Simply wonderful.”
Ashley closed her eyes allowing her fantasies to take over and imagine what was happening to her now. The first thought that she had was some nice strapping young man placing her hands on her rear and massaging it. She placed her hands on her buttocks and grinned at the tight cushion that was there. The building flesh filled her hands and made her feel so alive as if she was pleasing herself for the first time. She wished there was someone here to play with her behind. She was sure that they would make her feel more alive than she had ever been before. The sensations came to a close far faster than she would have liked as her growth stopped.
“I was hoping that it would have lasted a little longer,” Ashley sighed. The new young woman looked at her rear and preened. She knew that her bottom had become so large and massive that with her hips there was no way that she would never be able to stuff her lower body in any of her pants. It was more likely that they would rip and tear in the attempt than anything else. Not that she was complaining mind you. The image turned her on even more than she already was.
She giggled naughtily as she slapped herself on the ass. Arousal shot through her body like a gunshot and she couldn’t help but do it again. She swayed her hips and her glee rose as the pleasure went through her body.
“Oh, this ass is just perfect!” Ashley cried at the jiggling from her rear. She felt like she could play with herself for hours.
The small almost unnoticeable jiggle on her chest made the woman frown. She looked between her thighs, wide hips, her butt, and then back to her breasts. Now that she thought about it, with how far she had come along she should have had more of a bust up top by now. Not the small little orbs on her chest that looked like they could belong on anyone. For someone as unique as her she deserved something much larger and magnificent.
“That’s all?" Ashley complained petulantly. She pressed down on her chest and massaged them, shuddering in glee as pressure built up behind them. "C'mon now. Issei wouldn't like it...who am I kidding, of course, he would, but not on someone like Rias!"
Ashley watched as her chest ballooned out and gained another cup size and jiggled. The growing weight pulled on her body and she needed a moment to adapt to the change. Thankfully her breasts hadn’t inflated to this size instantaneously as if they were airbags and she was able to gain a better understanding of how to adjust to them. They stopped growing and the young woman knew that they had become an immense F-cup the rivaled the watermelons that she had seen at the store. She cupped her new girls in her hands and moaned in aroused glee.
The young woman went to the mirror and smiled. She was a real-life version of Rias Gremory. No matter how she moved she felt a noticeable jiggle, even though she was wrapped up in such an ugly outfit. The loose ill-fitting shirt that she wore was simply disgusting and did nothing for her, especially with the baggy pants that she had.
A thought occurred to her about the magical powers that Rias had and wondered if they would work. While going with the school uniform would be iconic, it didn’t feel right. She had seen a picture of Rias in a bunny outfit, so why not go for her full sex appeal. She raised her hand hesitantly and imagined herself wrapped in a bunny suit that would fit her dynamite body. A circle appeared and as one her clothes morphed and merged together. Her pants thinned and became tight stockings. Matching heels appeared on her feet that made her stand taller. A pair of black bunny ears formed on her head as a large cut appeared in the front of her shirt and it became a tight black leotard that struggled to hold her boobs. The redhead jumped gleefully, feeling great about herself. If this was what Rias felt like with her body then it made a bit more sense why she acted the way she did.
“With a body like this, it would be hard not to feel the confident swagger that she has,” Ashley noted. “Shame no one else is here to see it.”
Now that she thought about it, she wondered if she could find her friend, the one who was working on the Rias story at her consent. She summoned her magic again and tried to find him, hoping the connection would be enough. A small migraine came like someone pushing their finger on her head. Information rushed forward and the young woman knew immediately where he was and she licked her lips. It was only fitting that she went to him on this special day and thanked him, especially since she now was the one he was supposed to make a story for.
Mirth went through her body as she summoned another magic circle, its power coursing through her as a teleported jer to her destination. She didn’t know what to expect but didn’t care. Right now her friend was the one that she trusted the most and was sure that he would be able to help deal with what was going on with her.
She wound up in a nice house, in what seemed to be the living room. She looked around, getting a feel for the place. It reminded her of her own home with the homey feeling that it had. A part of it had to be because her buddy was here. She knew on some level she should be a little nervous but instead, she was filled with confidence that she didn’t have before. Besides even if he did turn out to be a bit of a creep, she was sure that she would be able to handle him. After all, she had magic powers now. She knew that she was in another country, in another city, but wasn’t at all bothered. She knew that it would take just a moment for her to head back home with another magic circle.
Footsteps caught her attention and she licked her lips, wondering how he would react to the devilish beauty that she was. She saw him enter the room and he jumped when he saw which made her giggle. It might seem a little mean, but she couldn’t help but think about how cute he looked all startled like that. She wondered if this was what it was like for the real Rias when she was with Issei.
“R-rias?” Her friend questioned.
“I can’t say that you’re wrong, but I’m not her, though feel free to call me that if you want,” Rias giggled as she stepped closer to him.
“Wait what? What do you mean?” he questioned and took a step back
“Oh, you would know me better by the name I used online. We do RP and talk quite a bit. I’m still waiting for your response in our latest RP.”
“...Ashley?” Kyle said the name that he had commonly seen his friend use when he wanted a story done featuring himself.
The young woman smiled as she hummed happily as if she was hearing a familiar song that she liked.
“Oh yeah, but maybe not for now. I wanted to stop by after this happened because you were working on a Rias story. I’m sure I can give you an in-depth idea of my body after all and help make it even better,” Rias giggled.
Before Kyle could say anything in return she slammed his lips on his lips. She pulled him as close as she could, her immense mammaries rubbing against his chest, and her crotch against his hard member. She forced him onto the bed, breasts, gently pressing on his face. The flustered young man stood still as if he was a possum playing dead. It only made her laugh harder.
“Now then why don’t we have some fun,” Rias said naughtily as she licked her lips. “I’m sure that after a few rounds you would have a more than enough idea of how to make a Rias story and some good lemons.”
