《The Book of Transformations》Don't diss your Waitress (Arcanine TF/TG/BE/AE/Bimbofication)
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Flyn sat on his couch, reading a nice romance novel. As he read his novel, a shadowy figure sneaks up behind him, floating just a few inches above him.
As the figure loomed over Flyn, it looked at the book. "Whatcha reading?" The figure asked. Flyn jumped back in a girlish scream, and stared at the figure. He was a Jolteon, an anthropomorphic one to be exact. He wore a white t-shirt that said "Babe Magnet" and a pair of blue jeans.
"Sparks?!" Flyn yelled. "What the hell are you doing in my house!?" "Just stopping by to tell ya something." Sparks responded nonchalantly. Flyn stood up and looked at Sparks very annoyed, but decided to let the Jolteon talk. "Well, what is it?" Flyn asked. "It's this new café that opened in town, and it's awesome!" Sparks said as he hovered above Flyn's couch. "All the waitresses there are these really sexy Pokémorphs! You have to go there with me!"
"Ok," Flyn said with a hint of confusion. "But why do you specifically need me to go with you? Why not bring Jack with you?" "If I brought Jack with me, then I'd have to put up with his 'floor tentacles' bullshit," Sparks said. "Besides, aren't you the least bit curious about all those Pokémorph maids? I hear they're all very voluptuous!" Flyn raised an eyebrow at the spectral Jolteon. "C'mon!" Sparks continued. "Take off your everyday glasses , and - how did you put it? - 'go ghost!'"
Flyn pondered about going for a quick second. In a quick flash, Flyn went from a human being to an anthropomorphic Flareon with ten fluffy tails. "Now that's what I'm talking about!" Sparks congratulated. "Just keep in mind I'm only going for the food." Flyn said as he started to float. "Yeah, of course you are!" Sparks said sarcastically. The two fazed through the walls of Flyn's home and flew to the new café.
The New Café...
The two spectral Eeveelutions entered the new café. True to Sparks's words, all the waitresses were Pokémorph: very voluptuous ones at that. Many, if not all of the waitresses, had incredibly thick thighs, big bubble butts, and very big breasts. Some had DD's, others had what could only be described as G-Cups.
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One of the waitresses, a Zapdose surprisingly, wearing an outfit that gave anyone a very generous view of her basketball sized tits, walked up to the two Eeveelutins. "May I help you guys?" The Zapdose asked in a ditzy voice. Sparks couldn't help but stare at the Zapdose's cleavage. He could swear he could see her nipples through the little clothing on her knockers.
Flyn lightly nudged Sparks in the rib, snapping him out of his trance. "2 please." Flyn said. The Zapdose nodded and guided the two to their table. She gave them some menus and walked off to another table. "That is one fine bird if I do say so myself," Sparks commented. "I mean, did you see those tits? They're massive!" "You are disgusting." Flyn said. "Said the guy who finds breast expansion sexy." Sparks retorted with a smirk. Flyn rolled his eyes and started looking through the menu.
...
As the two waited for their meals, Flyn noticed something from another table. He saw the Zapdose waitresses and another customer. Said customer appeared to be complaining at the Zapdose, evidenced by the electric birds sad face. Flyn then looked at Sparks, who was currently admiring the ass of a Medicham waitress.
Flyn poked Sparks's face, thus getting his attention. "What?" Sparks asked. Flyn pointed to the Zapdose, and when Sparks saw the customer yelling at the waitress, he knew what was up. "Talk about a douche." Sparks commented. Flyn nodded, and got an idea. "You thinking what I'm thinking?" Flyn asked. Sparks lit up and nodded. "I think it's time we finally bust out number twenty three." Sparks said. The two nodded and walked off to the bathroom.
The Mens Room...
The two entered the men's room and got their plan into motion. "I've been wanting to do this for a long time!" Sparks exclaimed. "Just don't get too carried away." Flyn said. The two turned invisible and waited for their target.
After some time, the customer that was yelling at the Zapdose waitress came into the bathroom. The two took their chance, and by using his ten long and fluffy tails, Flyn grabbed the customer and held him tight. The customer tried to scream, but Flyn covered his mouth with one of his tails.
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Flyn then began his work. He started to change the customer, turning him into something different. The customer began to feel these changes. His arms and hands started to slim down and become dainty, almost women-like. His legs also started to change. They too started to slim down, along with his feet and ankles.
His thighs began to expand, and in a loud crack, his hips expanded as well. Said hips grew to a childbearing size, and his butt plumped to a size similar to one of the waitresses.
The changes started to affect his torso. His waist started to cave in on itself, giving him an hourglass figure. Then, the change that the customer knew was coming. His chest started to tingle, and then expand. His chest had grown into a pair of basketball sized breasts, similar to the Zapdose waitress he was yelling at earlier.
Suddenly, the customer felt a great deal of pain in his groin region. He felt both his member and testicles begin to enter him. When his genitals fully entered him, his testicles started to form into ovaries, and a pink slit formed where his, now her, junk used to be.
She then felt her Adam's apple begin to fade away, her vocal cords rearranging to give her a more feminine voice.
Then, the major changes happened.
She felt a tail sprout from her backside. Said tail was very fluffy and beige. Her hair fell out, with orange fur then beginning to spread everywhere on her body, with black lines forming after the fur had completely covered her. She was becoming an Arcanine.
Her head then began to morph, with a beige main covering her neck. Her face resembled that of an Arcanine, confirming that she was becoming one. Her feet began to change again, with canine-like feet bursting out of her shoes.
The final change to her body was her hands once again, with her nails turning into black claws. When the transformation was complete, Flyn let go of the newly formed Arcanine. She looked at herself in shock and terror. "What the fuck!" She yelled, covering her mouth when she heard her new voice.
Now it was Sparks's turn. He grabbed the Arcanine's head and started reworking her brain. The Arcanine started to forget everything, with new memories replacing the old. Her personality began to change as well. She became more ditzy, more slutty. She was becoming a bimbo.
Sparks let go off the now bimbofied Arcanine, and the two watched her to see what was going on. She looked at her body and smiled, beginning to play with her big breasts. "That is one hot bitch," Sparks commented. "Makes me proud of our work." "Keep it in your pants, dude." Flyn said. The Arcanine didn't notice the disembodied voices and continued groping her tits.
The two Eeveelutions became visible again, actually grabbing the Arcanine's attention. "Like, who are you guys?" She asked in a slutty, yet confused tone. "That's not important," Flyn said. "What is important is that you get out of the men's room." The Arcanine nodded and walked out. "I'm sure she learned a valuable lesson in self respect." Sparks said. The two chuckle at Sparks's comment. "Yeah, I'm pretty sure the only lesson she learned is that her tits are huge." Flyn said.
...
Flyn and Sparks left the café. "That food was pretty good!" Flyn said. "And the waitresses were even better!" Sparks added. Flyn rolled his eyes.
As the two walked down the street, the Zapdose waitress from the restaurant ran up to the two of them. "Hey!" She called. The two turned around towards her. "I know we just met," she said. "But I was wondering if either of you would be willing to walk with me to my apartment?"
Flyn and Sparks looked at each other, and back at the Zapdose. "I got some stuff to do at home," Flyn said. "But my friend would be more than welcome to." Sparks looked at Flyn with sheer bliss. "I love you man!" He whispered, immediately walking away with the busty bird. "I love you too," Flyn said. "You weird, perverted, Jolteon ghost."
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