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Osakatan's Birthday Present

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 Gene Starwind looked down at the caster shell in his hand. "Huh... Odd..." he said, holding it up to the rest of them. It was odd, unlike the others, which were a pale color, this one was a rather dark brown color... and instead of a number, it was marked with some form of symbol that he couldn't recognize... He was hesitant, of course, to use it in any kind of fight, as he wasn't sure what it would do. "Maybe I can test it, and if it's good, i can find someone to remake it..." he said, loading it into his gun...

 He pointed it at his apartment wall, closing one eye. "Hopefully this doesn't blow through to the neighbor's... That conversation was awkward the last four times it happened..." he said, taking a deep inhale of breath before pulling the trigger. There was an explosive sound, though no projectile left the barrel. Instead, it seemed to be a self contained explosion, like a firework at the tip of his rifle, errupting and engulfing his entire room with a misty haze.

 Gene started coughing, trying to brush the smoke away. "Geez, what was that?" he said between coughs as he tried to stand. He wasn't sure if it was just the loud noise throwing his equilibrium off, but he found himself faltering, almost falling over before catching himself on the wall. "Ugh... Something feels... Off..." he said, playing his hand to his head...

 It felt like something inside of him was roaring, trying to burst out. He hunched over a bit, gripping his stomach as he was forced to take deep breaths, sucking in the smokey air. He could feel his gloves slipping on his hand, the waist of his jeans starting to slowly fall down his bottom. Before they could fall off, however, they seemed to be caught by his expanding backside, holding it in place with it's shear girth, as his gloves fell to the floor, revealing a pair of rather thin, dainty hands, off put by a sharp pair of nails...

 Gene started to take deep breaths, trying to regain his senses. His chest felt heavier with each intake, and though at first he thought it was simply his mind making it harder to breathe, after a few moments, he could hear the seams of his shirt starting to strain. Looking down, he found that the view of the rest of his body was impeded by two massive orbs, fighting to break free from their prison. "What the hell?!" he yelled, suddenly standing straight up from his hunched over position.

 This was a bad decision, as the moment he stood tall, his clothes decided that they were no longer fit to be worn. With several massive tearing sounds, his shirt burst open, allowing his two tanned breasts to fly free. This was only accentuated by the loud ripping down emanating from his backside, as his pants fell apart, revealing a rotund bottom barely hidden under a pair of tattered boxers. "What the hell is going on?!" he yelled out, his voice cracking at the last word. Fumbling around in the smoke, he searched for his bathroom, where he could get a better look at himself...

 Walking felt strange with these new adjustments. With his now massive chest, on top of what felt like very thin calves under thunderous thighs, he felt like he was constantly about to fall over... He soon found himself clutching the sink, reaching his tanned, sharp nailed hand up to wipe away the condensation on his mirror. As he did so, however, he saw a pair of cat eyes staring back, on top of a rather catlike mouth.

 "Aisha...?" he said, staring into the glassy surface. As he stared, though, he found that the face matched every one of his movements. Along with that, instead of long white hair, the face seemed to be framed with strands of fiery red hair, falling long over his shoulders. "No way... I can't be..." said the high voiced female, as she walked back out into the apartment, the mist finally clearing. There, standing in the battered remains of Gene Starwind's outfit, was a catlike tanned creature, with flowing red hair. "I'm... I'm..." she said, seeming to grasp at the words before shouting out, "I'm a Ctarl-Ctarl!"


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 "I'm not going out like this!" Haruka said sternly, standing awkwardly behind the curtain of the small portable changing shack. Michiru sighed, walking up and going to open the curtain. "Why not? I'm sure you look so cute!" she said, attempting to pull at the cloth doorway, separating the two of them. She found it extremely hard, however, as Haruka was holding it shut. "I feel... Nude! I don't want to be in this skimpy little thing... I'm showing too much skin..." she said, looking at her reflection. She blushed, seeing a rather normal looking bikini on the butch girl, as one hand awkwardly tried to cover herself.

 Michiru sighed, giving up trying to pull the curtain open. "You sure you dun wanna come out?" Michiru asked, smirking slightly as she casually walked over to her bag. She could only hear an annoyed grunt, as she leaned down, pulling out a small, shining object from the tote. "Fine... If you're going to be that way..." she said, looking into the small, Neptune engraved mirror, "Than I guess I will just make you come out~!"

 "... What does that mean?" Haruka asked, suddenly freezing as she heard Michiru speaking. She looked around, suddenly feeling a tense air. She wasn't sure why, but she could feel that something was... Wrong. Looking down, she saw that her bikini, while fitting rather modestly, looked almost a bit... smaller... "Oh haha, you're going to make my swimsuit disappear huh? Real mature..." Haruka scoffed, walking over to the mirror. She could hear Michiru giggle, as she looked at herself, a small blush on her face. "I dunno why I even let her drag me out to the beach..."

 She stared at herself for a long minute, as if studying herself. She looked the same as she always did... right? Slowly, she turned to the side, looking down. "Ugh... Did I always have this?" she said, reaching down and grabbing at her belly. She was able to grab a small flab of skin, squishing softly in her hands. "Must be just some stress pounds from taking care of Hotaru... I hope that girl grows up again soon..." she said, turning around and bending down to pick up her clothes.

 At this movement, she felt a rather... awkward sensation. As she bent low, she could feel her bikini bottom slowly start to sink in between her cheeks. She blushed, feeling her ass practically hanging out now as she stood back up. "That's... Odd..." she said, turning back around to view herself. She reached behind, inserting a finger into the bikini to straighten it out, only to find it sinking into her ass cheeks. Blushing, she observed herself again in the reflective surface. "Huh... It seems bigger than last time..." she said, grabbing at the belly fat that she had grasped earlier. From that moment to now, she seemed to have doubled in girth, soft flesh covering what used to be rock hard muscle.

 She simply stood there again for another moment, watching her body. It seemed to vibrate lightly, as if waves of fat were rolling over her. "What's going on...?" she said, as she watched her thighs start to slowly expand, morphing from those of a woman who ran a mile a day to those of a lady who probably had trouble walking upstairs... They seemed to flow downwards into her calves, which were formerly toned, but now jiggled with every slightly movement of her body, barely supported by her rather small ankles...

 It was a shock she could see any of this, however, as there were three growing orbs between her head and her legs. Her chest seemed to be stress testing the bikini top, as it pressed on beyond the C-cup it was designed for, growing into D, then double-D, before going even beyond that. They paled in comparison, however, to her belly, which was now planetlike in it's enormity, matching her now rotund thighs as it grew large and round.

 She grunted, trying to move around, to do something other than stand there and watch herself become as big as a whale. She was heaving slightly, her cheeks shaking a bit as she turned her head, her now humungous chin rubbing against the top of her chest. Her movement was slightly impeded, however, both by the flaps of softness impeding her limbs, and the fact that the small hut was at capacity with her size. Her biceps, now feet wide in diameter, pressed against the walls, causing them to creak as she tried to reach down for her clothes. "Almost... There..." she said, her voice gaining a somewhat bulbous tone, "Then... I can... Leave..."

 She bent down, finally grabbing the bag in one hand. She smiled triumphantly, but the victory was short lived. With a finally whining creak and a thunderous crack, the walls finally gave way, crumbling to the side. The entire hut fell down around her, revealing the now bowling ball like woman, blushing as she grasped her gymbag like a purse. Michiru smiled devilishly, giggling as she skipped up, grabbing onto her meaty arm. "See? Told you I would get you out!" she said, tugging at the larger woman. Despite her rather large size, Haruka found herself easily moved by the now tiny-by-comparison girl. "Now let's go for a swim! I think you will float really well now~!"


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 Misty blushed slightly, looking around. Despite it being perfectly normal to go shopping for clothes, Misty felt a little bit embarrassed nonetheless. It was most likely due to the display she was in front of at the moment. The store they were in was selling a line of Pokemon inspired underwear, and despite trying to walk by, she found herself caught up by a specific pair. White with small blue and red designs on it, the label read "Togepi Special - Limited". She somehow couldn't take her eyes off them, and eventually, she picked the package up, looking around. "Um... I'll be right back Ash!" she said, heading to a dressing room...

 Once inside, she stripped down, before holding up a pair. She found them rather cute, and as she pulled them up her legs, she had to admit that they were quite comfortable. It seemed to be like cotton, but even softer... "I like these!" she said, smiling as she bent over in front of the mirror, "I wonder what makes these special though... They just look like normal Togepi panties..."

 The moment she said Togepi, however, something odd happened. She jumped a bit, as she felt a sudden pressure on her bottom. blushing deeply, she looked down, as she felt that pressure over her entire crotch. It was like an inflation device had been activated inside her underpants, lightly constricting privates. She could only watch helplessly, her face beet red, as her cute panties slowly morphed into a diaper like Togepi shell, complete with small, triangular edges around the waist.

 She simply stood there in humiliation, staring disbelievingly at the thing she was wearing. "...Well. I'll just take these off, and I'll never speak of this to anyone..." she said, reaching down and grabbing the waist. She went to tug down, but found a problem: They didn't budge. Curious, she tugged again, but found that they were rather stubborn. After an unsuccessful third tug, she found herself getting frustrated. She started pulling at them, as if trying to rip them off. This was less than unsuccessful, as the only thing it led to was her falling down onto her bottom, a loud crinkling noise emanating from the room.

 She sat on the ground, dazed, as she looked around. "Wha-?" she said, somewhat confusedly, as she looked around the small dressing room. She felt a little odd, even beyond the fact that she was wearing a psuedo-diaper. She looked around a moment, before spotting her jean shorts. Slowly, she got to her hands and knees, which were now a bit stubbier, starting to recede in towards her midsection. Still slightly out of it, she crawled over to the shorts, lifting them up. "These are... Big..." she said, holding them out in front of her, as if to observe them better.

 She wasn't wrong. The girl was holding up a normal pair of shorts, but she would definitely no longer fit inside of them. Her arms and legs were half the size as they were before, but she didn't seem to notice as she smiled vacantly, standing up in the room. Her size had reduced drastically as well, over half the height of her former stature. Her yellow tanktop, which usually showed a little bit of her belly, now hung much lower, looking more like an awkward dress. She giggled a bit, toddling over and picking up her old pair of panties, bending over to show her diapered rump. "Big Girl panties..." she said, amused as she stretched them, before throwing them to the side, starting to wonder around the room again...

 Soon, the tank top became too loose for her, and without a second though, she let it fall off, to reveal a small girl with a rather round belly, barely being held up by tiny, chubby thighs. She eventually made her way back to the floor length mirror, where she pointed at herself. "Misty...?" she said, as if wondering who the girl was. She looked down slowly, before looking at the diaper around her waist. "Togepri!" she yelled happily, in a high pitched voice, before bursting out of the room, running as fast as her tiny legs could take her. "I's togepi! Togepi!" she yelled happily, running into the store, "Togepriiiii~!"
Here is a fun little collection of stories, for my good friend :iconosakatan: who had a birthday recently! In these stories:

-Gene Starwind learns what a mysterious caster shell does!
-Haruka learns why not to make Michiru wait~
-And Misty trying on a very special pair of panties!
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Cyatommorrow's avatar
Outlaw Star is definitely under represented when it comes to fanfics. Excellent idea btw.