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Unleash the Sea Muscles (Outline)
🕑 Added 2022-07-08 16:59:12 +0000 UTC- “Hey, wait a minute… we met before, haven’t we?”
- “Hmm? Have we? Humans tend to blur together after awhile.”
- “Yeah, you’re the green lady from that odd store before.” “You’ll have to be specific, I work a lot of places~.”
- Josh was sure he met the green witch before and a check of the nametag confirmed it was indeed, Traci.
- He had bought a video game from her before, Smash Ultimate, and it resulted in some… curious and fun outings
- The effects have worn off and the game doesn’t seem to result in the same thing like it did, but still, the time was fun with it.
- Either way, small world as far as Josh was concerned, coming to this thrift shop and finding her. However, no time to reminiscence.
- “Anyways, I have been to this store before. Where do you keep your VHS?”
- “Oh, like movies and shows? That’s over there in the corner near the gaming stuff!” She points to a distance corner of the store where a lot of shelves are.
- He walks over towards it and she calls to him to be careful, she just finished reorganizing and cleaning that area that morning.
- Josh nods and arrives in the area, finding rows and rows of tapes against the wall. He always did like collecting VHS tapes on the side beyond being a gamer. So much media stuck on tapes that he wants to find so much of it
- As he searches through the collection, he finds a few cool tapes he wants and turns to leave
- That’s when he notices the gaming section, full of old stuff he’s not familiar with, some uninteresting games… and surprisingly, a Master Ball
- It’s plastic Master Ball, yet looks shiny and brand-new, like it had never been used before
- He takes it and presses the button, but it doesn’t open. It feels like something is inside of though, so Josh is curious.
- He decides to take and open it up at a home. Might look good on shelf.
- -Scene Cut-
- Josh places the tapes on his shelf in his personal side room, satisfied with them being in proper order
- He stretches and rolls his shoulders before returning to the living room, happy
- There, he finds the master still laying out on the coffee table, untouched
- He remembers he was going to try and open it up and see what was inside
- Josh wonders what it could be as he fiddles with the device a bit, remembering that Traci had no idea herself what was in it despite how much time she spent polishing and cleaning it
- Josh admits she did a good job on cleaning the object as he tries to pry it open with his hands after failing with his fingers
- Failing that, he jabs the button a few more times to no avail
- Eventually, he just tosses the ball onto the sofa.
- Click. It opens.
- Just as he’s about the grumble about that being what it took, a flash of bright yellow and silver light beams from the ball, striking him
- Josh’s eyes snap shut as he falls back against the armrest of the sofa, trying vainly to shield his eyes from the brightness with his hands
- As the light blasts him, it fills him with warmth across all of his form. It is a familiar, welcoming, wonderful warmth that he had felt before
- However, he doesn’t really process it as the light finally dims and he can see again
- He grumbles briefly about what that was when he notices his hands.
- They were bright, silverish white. No veins, pores, fingernails at all. Just this very smooth white tone that if he squinted real hard were streamlined scales
- Josh’s head tilted as he looked at his hands. He tilted them, flipped around, and even wiggled their digits
- This was real… but also very familiar to him.
- Changes proceed down his arm, giving them the same color scale tone
- He pulled back on his sleeves for a better look, taking them in.
- This was definitely familiar to him, reminding me distinctly of Greninja times from before
- Though the feeling a bit less awkward at least. Clothing on his smooth scales felt better than on rubbery frog skin
- Either way, he wasn’t so sure about this, changes hit his shoulders and spreading down
- He thinks about what’s happening to himself, stating it was pretty much the Master Ball’s fault for his change
- Though… he thinks of Traci. Second time this has happened with her around. Perhaps she keeps infusing objects with magical properties for big effects
- He lifts his shirt up, realizing he should be following this more closely.
- Silver white covers most of his sides, but blue is covering most of his belly and chest. Nipples fade away in sight
- Well, might as well avoid any clothes ripping. He pulls off his shirt and tosses it to the side. He feels his sides and stomach. Definitely much smoother and slicker than the rubbery surface that before
- He swears he has seen this look before somewhere, but can’t quite place.
- As he ponders, dark blue plate-like protrusions pop out behind his back in two rolls, going from his shoulders to just above his rear. They stick and poke out until they fold back against his skin
- He shrugs and decides he’ll figure it out later. In the meantime, more stripping.
- He removes his pants just as the silver white tone spreads down his legs from his hips
- The tone drizzles down and down and down. He still feels warm and pleasant but curiously, it’s not as strong as it was before with the previous change.
- Eventually, the silver white scales hit his feet, slowly covering them
- Though as they cover, his feet stretch and stretch longer, toes merging together into three, thick, squarish digits on each
- His feet almost two foot in length, Josh casually moves them about. Weird, but easy to move in at least
- Though… were they getting farther away? It seemed like the floor was farther
- But it wasn’t really, his head was. His neck was lengthening, adding a few extra inches to it and being more similar to a certain legendary
- That’s when he feels a weird sensation on his back, pushing against the sofa.
- He steps back and looks over his shoulder, seeing a long silver white tail growing.
- He puts himself a few feet away from the sofa as the tail keeps growing until it was half as long as his body.
- At the end of it, blue plates extended out.
- That’s when it clicks with Josh. Now he gets it!
- Lugia! Brown hair begins to fall out.
- I’m turning into Lugia. Ears fade out, head points out in the back as skin turns to scales
- “I’m Lugia!” He says out loud as his eyes have blue spikes and head fully changes
- With that, he seems to have stopped transforming. Josh is smiling, looking himself over. Not a bad look… although…
- Curious, he stretches open his underwear. His junk is blue and silver-white tipped. Still mostly human, though balls and rod seem bigger to him
- He lets go and let’s it snap back into place, blushing gently. Yep, every part of him is different
- He feels his sides, face, arm, and even tail, holding it up last. Very nice all things considered
- He is satisfied, amused that could still probably fit into most of his clothes after all-
- He pauses there at that thought. Strange when he thinks about it. The last change brought on some other growth to him and powerful feelings down below. This felt more subtle and quieter.
- Weirdly, part of him felt almost… incomplete without anything else like the Greninja TF.
- Still, the results were fun and he started wondering about if he could fly or not.
- Pondering that, he returns over to his sofa, and grabs the clothing tossed onto it and the still-opened Master Ball. Best to tidy up and go from there.
- He closes the Master Ball. Click.
- Pop! Pop reopens itself and another bright light shines from it, striking him in the eyes.
- He drops everything and complains about it happening again. What the hell?! Was he going to transform into a different mon now?!
- However, as he’s bathed in that light, eyes shut tight, there’s a new feeling blasting through him
- Warmth… that intense, wonderful warmth from down below.
- He was wondering where it was and now, it was back and just as good as he remembered.
- He gulped and shivered as the light faded, sweat forming on his head and body
- His underwear tents as his rod awakens, balls swelling and pulsating
- He lets out a heavy pant as his eyes opens, his stare fierce and irises blacker
- Oooooh, that I missed.
- His body grows a little bit here, pushing him up a few inches.
- He looks down and reaches from his rod, feeling it in his underwear, which dampens at the tip
- He shakes his head and takes a few breaths, trying to relax a bit first. Thinking he’s getting too ahead of himself.
- He pulls down the underwear and lets it fall to the ground, bending as he does it
- As he stands up, he’s taller again (ceiling feels closer) and wider.
- He looks down, taking in his junk… man, it looks good.
- He shivers and tenses, shoulder broadening and fat melting away
- No point in trying to hide his feelings or wants. Best to go with the flow and enjoy it.
- He reaches down and grips his rod. Arm tenses up and some musculature builds
- Same with the other arm as he shivers and pumps.
- Goooood. He liked that~
- He pumps and pumps, his body quaking and shaking. Chest widens and pectorals bulge
- Man, he loved masturbating as a mon. So much better than as a human
- And as a legendary type, it felt even better, cum dripping into his hands already.
- Balls grow larger and so does he, his head hitting the ceiling and long neck having to bend a bit.
- Abs form and muscles growth further and further.
- He loved this, he loved this sooooo much!
- Arms ripped and legs toned, he falls onto the sofa casually, cracking it in half with his weight and girth, legs kicking over the table as they spread out
- Almost… almost there…
- Bulgy pecs and eight-pack abs, he finishes his large muscle growth
- And with that, he loudly roars “Luuuuuugia!” and cums, splattering the walls and other items around.
- The new legendary buffmon pants and pants, taking in all of the fun as he unloads, just loving the sensation. This felt even better than being that small frog
- When he comes down and finishes cumming, he sighs blissfully and feels his chest and abs. So big and bulgy~ He loved them!
- He flexes as well, loving how large and tough his arms were. Fit for a beast like himself.
- Yeah, this is a form that I can really en-
- As he blissfully thinks, he stretches out his arms and knocks a few things over
- He snaps out of his happy haze and looks around… holy crap, he’s huge!
- Over ten feet tall with a very wide body and very long tail, he was gigantic.
- Cool… but looking around at the doorways of his home… how was he supposed to leave the house, or even leave the living room.
- Speaking of which, his living room was a mess! That needed some serious cleaning after he blew his load all over the place.
- Josh scratches the back of his neck. This could be a problem.
- “Or could it?!” The window opens (didn’t he lock that?) and in leans a familiar green face.
- “Hey! You’re that witch girl from before! What the hell?!”
- “Hiya!” Traci says with a big grin, “I see you enjoyed your Master Ball, but ah-oh! Looks like you enjoyed yourself too much and I may have polished that ball a tad too much.”
- “Yeah yeah, what are you getting at?”
- “Would you like some help with your predicament? I can help where you can be both versions of the Lugia you are and clean up all this mess!”
- “Well, that would be nice and stuff and… hey! Did you plan this?”
- “Whaaaa? Nooooo! Me make my own economy out of situations I just so happen to be involved with? Goodness me, no!” Traci said with a big grin
- Josh huffed. This was annoying… but still, the results were fun even if the consequences weren’t. Being able to shift between two Lugia versions would be nice~
- Then, a really wonderful thought hit him. “Wait… if I can switch back between Lugia forms… is there a way to switch back to being a Greninja?”
- “Greninja? Hmmm…. Complete doable if a bit messy with you genetic code. I can make it happen, though it’ll cost extra and require waivers to be signed!”
- Questionable, but Josh was up for it. Forget being just nice, this was going to be awesome!
- Though, he was going to have to spend a lot of time as Lugia first. He really wanted to see what he could do with godly body as this~
- THE END?
